Chapter 167 Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian Soldiers Attack Ghost Stars

Tian Mercury is located in the Silver Bull galaxy where you are. Although it is only a fifth-level life star, it is a planet with a holy emperor-level powerhouse.

Because of its interstellar teleportation array, Tianshengxing is extraordinarily prosperous.

"On the sixty-seventh day, with your ninth-level cultivation of the Holy King, you flew quickly on the ancient road of the human race for ten days and ten nights, and finally arrived near Tianshuixing. You did not enter immediately, but landed in a deserted on the planet."

In your perception of the Dao, the three Dao of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism unexpectedly transmitted the shock of distance at the same time, not the kind of breakthrough cultivation, but a state of full-strength explosion as if in a crisis.

You hastily observe carefully, only to realize that the three agents you have chosen are actually crazy about killing ghosts. .

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The earth and the underworld, the black awn star.

This is a fifth-level star of life. Because it belongs to the territory of the ghost clan, many dead lives will be born here according to the guidance of the rules.

At this time, a devastating war is erupting on the black awn star.

The three figures entered the planet from different directions, without any intention of concealing it, the attack was massacre.

In one direction, a ten-thousand-foot golden Buddha sits cross-legged above the sky, the Buddha's light is surging, and golden lotus blooms on the ground of the black star.

Every ray of Buddha's light instantly liberates those weak ghosts, and every golden lotus encloses at least one ghost in the realm of saints. In the golden lotus, they are liberated by Buddhism and transformed into monks.

Sakyamuni and Capricorn Dharma stand in the air, one after another profound Buddhist scriptures are read from the mouth, and ghosts and creatures with a radius of millions of miles are prepared to be quickly saved.

In the end, a ghost king of the sixth level of the Holy King Realm was forced to fight with him. However, although Sakyamuni's cultivation base was only the third level of the Holy King Realm, when he was fighting with a ghost king of the sixth level of the Holy King Realm, But he has been pressing the opponent to fight.

The ghost king was also extremely shocked. This weird human cultivator in front of him, who didn't know what method he was practicing, actually had a very strong suppressing effect on the ghost clan.

In one direction, the old Taoist, wearing a Taoist robe and riding on a green bull, walked in the air, holding a whisk in his hand, and waving it around at will.

Every time I waved, I saw the ground below, the landslides and the ground cracked, and countless ghosts died tragically.

Many powerful ghosts soared into the sky and headed towards Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu's expression didn't change at all. With a wave of his Taoist robe sleeves, all the ghosts who came from here were included in the sleeves.

With a flick, all the ghost realms turned into Taoist soldiers, killing the ghosts in all directions.

Although the movement on Lao Tzu's side was not as big as Shakyamuni's, it attracted two ghost kings, one at the fifth level of the Holy King Realm, and the other at the sixth level of the Holy King Realm.

Lao Tzu didn't panic at all. He even expected it long ago and sensed the existence of these two ghost kings in advance. .

And at the very center of the black awn star, an old man in a Confucian robe didn't use any magical powers, but just stood there quietly, looking towards the majestic hall.

This hall is the place where the strongest black awn star is located, the black awn ghost king on the ninth floor of the holy king realm.

There are only four Ghost Kings in the entire Black Mans Star, and Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu have attracted three of them, leaving the strongest one to be dealt with by Confucius.

These are three people. After joining the Cosmic Human Race Legion, the last step of the newcomer test is similar to your previous one. However, the Burial Immortal Galaxy is obviously more violent.

The task the three of them received was to destroy the entire Black Mang Star and kill all the ghosts in the Black Mang Star.

For the three strong men who only have the third level of the Holy King Realm, such a task is undoubtedly extremely difficult. However, it is not so difficult for the proud son of heaven who will be the third level of the Holy King Realm once he breaks through.

The three of Confucius discussed for a while, and then quickly decided on a plan. Confucius will fight against the strongest Heimang ghost king in person. If you don't want to win, just hold off. The other two, no matter who they are facing, must be quick. Kill the opponent, come to support Confucius when the time comes, and finally kill the Heimang ghost king together.

In the hall, a burly figure walked out slowly. The Heimang Ghost King was not a human race, but a alien race in the universe, with an octopus head, eight arms, and eight long knives.

With a cultivation level as high as the ninth level of the Holy King Realm, he is an invincible existence in the entire Black Mans Star.

Swinging the long knife with the arm, even if it is a random swing, can easily cut through the space.

After staring at Confucius, the Heimang Ghost King laughed disdainfully, and then spoke in the common language of the universe.

"Just because you, a human being at the third level of the Holy King Realm, want to challenge this king?"

After saying that, the figure disappeared in an instant, and the eight long knives on his arms slashed towards Confucius like a storm.

Every slash from a long knife is enough to shatter the void and kill any strong man in the holy king realm.

However, this time, his countless slashes that killed countless enemies failed.

I saw Confucius stroking the beard on his chin very calmly, and the Confucian Way emerged behind him.

"The old man said that any weapon should not bless the old man's body..."

Confucius said calmly, and the Confucian Way then gushed out majestic power and entered Confucius' body.

The eight long knives stopped strangely one centimeter away from Confucius. No matter how the Heimang Ghost King mobilized his power, the blades could not take a step forward.

"How could this be? This is? The power of rules??"

The ghost king of Heimang suddenly turned pale with fright. How could a mere saint king and human being in front of him be able to mobilize the power of rules.

You must know that even the powerhouses at the level of the Holy Emperor are very few who are proficient in the power of rules, but now a human saint king can actually control the rules.

At this time, Confucius, although his face was calm and unchanging, it was not easy to complain in his heart. After all, there was still a huge gap in strength between him and the Heimang Ghost King.

Just now he used his Confucian innate supernatural powers to follow his words. Although he did block the blow of the Heimang Ghost King, the price for his comeback was most of his own power, which was consumed in an instant.

Although he successfully shocked the Heimang Ghost King, once the Heimang Ghost King attacked again, it would be difficult for him to resist.

Sure enough, the Heimang Ghost King, who had slashed wildly for a few seconds, also understood this instantly, and said with a sneer.

"Hmph, even if you don't need a weapon, this king can easily kill you."

Afterwards, the Heimang Ghost King directly put away the eight long knives in his hand, and punched Confucius several times in a row.

Although Confucius was flustered, his face remained unchanged, and he said calmly as if he was holding a winning ticket.

"The old man said that the painting ground is a prison, and there is no escape..."