MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 765 curtain down! Unwilling!

  Chapter 765 is over! Unwilling!

  Everyone could only watch this scene helplessly, feeling joyful, unbelievable, or worried.

   At this moment, it seems that many years have passed.

  Time seems to be frozen in one place.

   But Chen Yuan, who was in the most dangerous situation, didn't have any thoughts. He just wanted to avoid Xiang Qianqiu's offensive, wanted to survive, and urged Yuanshen at all costs.

  Continuously stimulate the supernatural power of solidifying the primordial spirit.

   Even if it damages one's own foundation, it will not hesitate.

   This is almost the most dangerous situation Chen Yuan has encountered since entering the Huayang realm.

  It came so quickly, so desperate!

  With such a short distance, no one can save him unless a more powerful and powerful person takes action, and Chen Yuan also felt a sense of resignation after the imprisonment of the Dimensional God was broken.

  His secrets are many, such as the mysterious altar of luck, no matter what it exists, as long as he dares to attack his altar with divine thoughts, it will be wiped out.

  But that is passive.

  In fact, up to now, Chen Yuan has not been able to use this rare treasure of unknown grade accurately, so he has not put his hopes on it.

  What he thought was to abandon the body and preserve the primordial spirit.

  Perhaps from now on, they will lose the huge support of the physical body, but at least the primordial spirit can still rely on it. As long as they are alive, there is still hope.

   And just when the tip of the gun was about to pierce between the eyebrows.

Suddenly,

  In the stagnant void, he felt a familiar wind blowing his cheeks. This wind was very unusual, and Xiang Qianqiu also froze the void.

   Turned the surrounding tens of feet of space into a vacuum.

  How could there be any wind blowing?

   And this familiar wind also quickly aroused Chen Yuan's memories. This wind seemed to be what he encountered when he was crossing the life and death tribulation of the Yang God on Shenlong Island.

   That was the last thunder tribulation of the eighth stage. The thunder tribulation above the nine heavens turned into a blurry figure, and that figure was holding a black sharp gun made of thunder.

   Almost killed him, if he hadn't inspired the final power of the dragon ball, the eighth thunder tribulation, he wouldn't be able to survive it, and finally, when he succeeded in crossing the tribulation.

  In a trance, he saw that vague figure staring at him and smiling at him, which turned into such a breeze at that time.

  When the breeze was blowing, there was no movement between the heaven and the earth, but the god-killing spear held by Xiang Qianqiu was stagnant in place, and did not pierce Chen Yuan's eyebrows from the beginning to the end.

  In the depths of the consciousness of the Lingtai, the **** Altar of Altar of Luck originally had rays of light escaping, but at this moment it suddenly stopped and fell into silence again.

  As for who was the most terrified in the field, it was none other than Xiang Qianqiu who was holding a sharp gun and wanted to kill Chen Yuan. At this moment, he only felt that there was an invisible barrier in front of him.

   No matter how he pushed the God-killing Spear, he couldn't break that layer of barriers, and even the God-killing Spear had some resistance at this moment.

  He was shocked and didn't know what happened.

  In the previous fights, he already knew that Chen Yuan had the means to stagnate the void, and he had prepared himself well. No matter what the opponent was, he would never be able to escape this time.

Can.

   Now, what the **** happened!

  He had anger and doubts in his heart, but Chen Yuan didn't give him this chance. At the moment of his stupefaction, he mobilized all his strength without hesitation, mobilized all the blood and energy in his body, and punched him.

   "Boom!"

  The roaring sound exploded in the void, and the terrifying punch broke through Xiang Qianqiu's defense and fell directly on his body. Both sides retreated thousands of feet at the same time.

   "Damn! Damn!"

  Xiang Qianqiu's momentum declined rapidly, and he kept cursing in his heart, full of unwillingness. He didn't know what happened before, why the God-killing Spear had a change.

   It was obvious that Chen Yuan was being severely wounded and killed in an instant, but such a strange change happened.

  Chen Yuan let out a breath of turbidity. He was extremely calm on the surface, but he was very scared in his heart. He would be severely injured in just a moment and had to abandon his physical body.

   It was too thrilling.

   That breeze really helped him a lot.

   "What is this means?"

  Xiang Qianqiu stared at Chen Yuan and asked.

   "The method you can't think of!"

  Chen Yuan responded, but his eyes were always on the God-killing Spear, and there was a little thought in his eyes. Just now, he clearly felt a touch of intimacy from the God-killing Gun.

  It seems that the other party is closer to him than Xiang Qianqiu.

  Based on this, it can be deduced that the figure that condensed in the eighth stage of thunder tribulation was definitely Taizu Chu, and he seemed to have left some unknown means on him.

   What exactly happened?

  He also had big doubts in his heart.

"you"

  Xiang Qianqiu was about to say something, when he suddenly sensed a sense of resistance from the God-killing Spear, and wanted to leave him, which immediately shocked him.

  Immediately put it into the storage space and seal it up.

  As the inheritance treasure left by the Xiang family, the Godkilling Spear is the most powerful immortal weapon in the world, and it is also his great reliance. It is because of this that he can reverse the immortals and defeat Ye Xiangnan quickly. He must not lose anything.

  The Yangshen True Monarchs around Void also ended their fight in a very tacit agreement at this moment, staring at each other vigilantly, and a majestic and majestic momentum swept across the world.

  The powerful cloud that permeated over a hundred miles was quickly dispelled by a golden light, and a golden body of ten thousand feet fell from the nine heavens, overlooking the world.

  Buddha, here we come!

  Xiang Qianqiu was overjoyed, and hurriedly said:

   "Please Buddha help me suppress this bureaucrat!"

  Chen Yuan frowned, showing vigilance, and looked at Ye Xiangnan with some doubts in his heart. Why did the Buddha come? Could it be that Lu Chengfeng was defeated?

  Above the nine heavens, at the moment when the Buddha descended, the Immortal of the Seven Killing Hall and Mo Luo stopped their hands tacitly, and each other, who was vigilant, was also wary of this unexpected guest.

   "Report to the Buddha, Manjusri Bodhisattva has fallen into the hands of Chen Yuan, please take action to suppress this evil obstacle, bring it back to Lingshan for five hundred years, and see Manjusri Bodhisattva off."

  National teacher Pu Xian put his hands together and bowed down to worship.

   "Chen Yuan. Are you guilty!"

  The Buddha looked down at Chen Yuan, and a tyrannical pressure fell on him instantly, as if he wanted to judge him for the crimes he committed here.

   "Life and death fights, fall is common, why can't Lingshan afford it?"

  Chen Yuan didn't sense Lu Chengfeng's aura, but seeing that the Buddha didn't act immediately, someone must be restraining him, otherwise, he would never have said such words.

   It should be like the same as in Zijin Mountain, just do it directly.

  So, he was sure that the chances of the opponent doing something were not high.

  Of course, even at this moment, the Buddha will not let it go, so why bother to compromise? Just be straight up.

"Unrepentant."

   "Hehe, didn't the Buddha say that only the Buddhist sect can kill people, and others are not allowed to do it. Is this the teaching of the Buddhist Lingshan, the head of the immortal sect?"

   "Amitabha Buddha."

  The Buddha stared at Chen Yuan for a moment, then said slowly:

   "This son doesn't respect Buddhism, can the almsgiver give this poor monk a face and not interfere with today's affairs?"

   "No, no, since the old man has already agreed, he will never stand idly by. As a great power of the Earth Immortal, the Buddha, why should he be as knowledgeable as a Yang God.

   Get out"

  An old voice came from four directions at the same time, as if it was right next to everyone, and many people were shocked.

  Who is it that dares to speak to the Buddha like this, and the Buddha seems to be extremely afraid of this person.

   Puxian Bodhisattva felt a little unbelievable. In his impression, the Buddha was the most powerful in the world. He was as powerful as the heretic Mara, and he had to avoid his edge and survive in the world.

   Never imagined that such a horror exists.

  The Immortal of the Palace of Seven Kills frowned, only feeling that the voice was indescribably familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago, and kept thinking about it.

  Xiang Qianqiu's heart sank, and he realized that this person was the strong man Chen Yuan had invited to suppress the battle.

  This son is getting more and more unexpected.

   And he also knew in his heart that once the other party appeared, it would be basically impossible to suppress Chen Yuan, unless another strong Earth Immortal of the same level appeared.

   But how is that possible?

  Dixian is not a Chinese cabbage that can be seen everywhere. Such a powerful person may not be able to produce one in hundreds of years, and each of them stands at the top of the world.

  He was even a little jealous at this time, jealous of Chen Yuan's luck, he had worked hard for hundreds of years, but he couldn't win such a great power, and the other party rose only a few years in the world, so why should he have such a blessing?

  Why should there be such an existence defending him?

  Why! !

  The Buddha remained silent, but said lightly:

   "I hope that the benefactor will keep his word and won't intervene in the grievances between Lingshan and Chen Yuan next time."

  Manjusri is the head of the four great bodhisattvas. He has high hopes for him. Not surprisingly, he will succeed him as the Buddha in the future. Now that he has fallen, he is naturally angry.

  But through the previous chess game, he also knew in his heart that the opponent's strength was unfathomable, stronger than him, and it would not be impossible to kill Chen Yuan recklessly.

   But the price paid is too great.

   Paying such a high price for a Yang God is really not worth it. You can wait until the next time we meet again.

   is the date of death of the other party.

   "This old man keeps his word!"

   Such a voice came from the void again.

  Xiang Qianqiu took a deep breath, and the unwillingness in his eyes became more intense, but there was nothing he could do. Even the Buddha retreated. If he insisted on fighting, what good could happen?

   He had to stare at Chen Yuan viciously, and with a wave of his hand, wrapped around Lu Guangsheng, who was the only Yang God left, turned around and left quickly, directly blending into the void and disappearing without a trace.

  There is a teleportation array that he has set up in advance.

  Chen Yuan was right before, Xiang Qianqiu did not do anything for a long time, but he was setting up a formation, but he was not setting up a killing formation, but arranging a teleportation formation.

   is to be able to leave without being restrained.

  Even though he had the upper hand, he was still thinking of a way out for himself.

Xiang Qianqiu was very unwilling to leave, but he was not the only one who was unwilling, Chen Yuan was also very unwilling, and wanted to keep him, but Lu Chengfeng sent a voice transmission to him, don't anger the Buddha at this time, or you will really do something If not, he will not be able to hide it, and it is likely to cause even greater turmoil.

  Chen Yuan could only suppress his murderous intent temporarily, and let Xiang Qianqiu escape for his life.

  The Buddha watched Xiang Qianqiu leave quietly. He didn't want to keep this person, but he wanted someone to continue to cause trouble for Chen Yuan. This is in the interests of Buddhism today.

  If Chen Yuan really dared to do it, he wouldn't mind trying the true quality of that benefactor.

   "Amitabha!"

  The Buddha recited the Buddha's name, and two rays of Buddha's light enveloped another unwilling Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Jishi Bodhisattva, who was always indifferent, took them away.

  The Immortal of the Palace of Seven Kills snorted coldly, and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, a ray of Buddha's light condensed into the void, directly blocking the opponent's means of leaving, and shattering the teleportation array.

  Leaving behind the curse of the Immortal of the Palace of Seven Kills:

   "Buddha, I am your mother!"

  The cursing man no longer has the aura he used to have, but looks annoyed. He hated the Buddha to death.

  The gazes of Chen Yuan and others fell on them instantly, Dongfang Sheng and several Demon Venerables frowned, and quickly gathered around the immortals of the Palace of Seven Kills.

  Feng Jiuge, the Mistress of the Goddess Palace, had an ugly face, turning blue and then white.

  Xiang Qianqiu's departure almost sold her out.

   Lu Chengfeng, who was supposed to do something, disappeared and said no more.

   "Benefactor, how is the Palace of Seven Kills doing today?"

   Mo Luo asked indifferently, looking at the immortal in the Hall of Seven Kills.

  Chen Yuan clenched the Emperor Butcher Knife and was ready to strike. The rest of the Yangshen Zhenjun also quickly surrounded the only remaining people, ready to launch an offensive at any time.

  The Immortal of the Palace of Seven Kills frowned, fell silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

   "This seat is still here. If you want to kill, you will inevitably pay a price. The old thing in the Temple of Heavenly Demon is not dead. If Dongfang Sheng and the others fall here.

  A celestial being will be with you forever, and the gain outweighs the loss.”

   "The benefactor is justified!"

   Moro nodded.

   "Let's give up today, I promise that I will never join forces with Xiang Qianqiu again, and I can let one-third of the territory of Bleeding State stop meddling in human melee.

how? "

   "What do you think?"

  Mo Luo looked at Chen Yuan.

  Chen Yuan's face flickered, and he was thinking.

   "King Yan, can you say a word next?"

   Dongfang Sheng said suddenly.

   "Please speak, Master Dongfang."

   Chen Yuan nodded.

   "Today's confrontation is not a personal grudge, it's all because of the melee in the world, and the Tianmo Palace was bewitched by Xiang Qianqiu, but today he was the first to be ruthless, and took the lead to leave regardless of us.

  This seat should also be unrighteous. If King Yan does not give up, Tianmo Palace is willing to help King Yan to fight for hegemony in the future and contribute to the great cause together! "

  Xiang Qianqiu's defeat has been decided, if Dongfang Sheng wants to continue to enter the game, the only way at present is to join forces with Chen Yuan and support him to continue to fight for world hegemony.

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