Amitabha refused to say anything when he heard this, and ignored the Demon Ancestor's words, but looked at the Third Ancestor: "What do you think, three fellow Taoists?"

What do you think?

The third ancestor of the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin looked at the blue and white light columns that soared into the sky. Feng Zu smiled and said, "We should use our own means, and we should also depend on our own destiny."

Saying this means not saying it, means? Responsibility?

It’s better to just say who has a hard fist!

The three tribes gather together to make the general trend and face the two saints, they will never be inferior.

"My three tribes are willing to make a good relationship with Saint Amitabha. Two treasures are born here. It is better for the saints and us to retreat to the Demon Ancestor together. Then, one treasure of my tribes is one, what about the saints?" King Qilin quickly spoke, overthrew Feng Zu's words, and winked at Feng Zu.

If you can take the opportunity to win over a saint and pull the saint into the water, that would be the best thing!

Moreover, if you offend a saint because of an innate spiritual treasure, it would be a bit unworthy.

Feng Zu was angry when he heard this, but he couldn't refute in front of the saint. The Qilin clan and the Dragon clan had great business, and both had the greatest treasures to suppress the air, but the only one of the Phoenix clan was the poorest.

In his hand, he had a innate spiritual treasure, the flame light flag of the southern part of the earth, and a gas bottle of the dragon clan that was exchanged for at the cost of resurrection of the third prince.

Apart from these two treasures, even the peacock and Phoenix Ancestor of the Phoenix Clan have no spiritual treasures to do.

"The son can teach you." Amitabha looked at the Qilin King with a smile, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. This old guy could do things and look at his eyes. The most important thing was to keep chanting and praying for himself every day, which was enough to be worthy of the day and night blessings of millions of sentient beings.

This guy is a source of contribution to his own faith power. No matter how Amitabha looks at it, he will always like him.

"You must never let me harm him. If you can convert him into Buddhism, it would be great! My Buddhism will inevitably add a supreme power!" Amitabha looked at the Qilin King with a smile.

Not only did Amitabha come, but at this time, qi flowed in the void, and countless gazes were throwing in, as if they could take action to snatch them at any time.

"We have no objection. The three tribes of my tribe are willing to share the treasure with the saint. As long as the saint drags the Demon Ancestor and waits for the time to take out the treasure, we will definitely offer the innate spiritual treasure afterwards!" Zulong spoke, supporting the words of Qilin King, and immediately asked Feng Zu to hold back all the words in an instant.

Of course, Zulong will not forget that his sea clan also has a great destiny with the saint in front of him. The Eighth Prince has transformed into the Daluo true god. If the East China Sea encounters crisis in the future, he can ask him to take action.

With such a fate, when will you not establish a relationship at this time?

Amitabha smiled and nodded, turned around and looked at the Demon Ancestor: "Your Excellency has heard?"

"I heard it, but I am a great free demon, and I have become invisible and formless. You may not be able to stop me!" The Demon Ancestor sneered.

"You can try it if you can stop it!" Amitabha's words fell, and the robes behind him were rolled up, covering the endless sky, and everything in the world continued to shrink in front of the robes.

"The magic is boundless!" Suddenly, the Demon Ancestor made a slogan lightly, and then the next moment, his palm stretched out, and the God-killing Spear appeared in his hand and stabbed towards the cassock in front of him: "Bald donkey, you have forgotten that my strongest spiritual treasure to kill is the God-killing Spear. Although this thing is not a treasure, it has three points more powerful than the treasure. Even if you are a saint, you will have to sprinkle blood in the sky by my God-killing Spear."

The rosary in Amitabha's hand gently twisted, and the next moment, forty-eight great wishes turned into causal silk screens, entangled towards the God-killing spear.

"It's embarrassing. Amitabha has no treasure to protect him. At this time, I'm afraid he may not be able to defeat the Demon Ancestor, so I can only deal with it!" Yang Sanyang stood on the top of the mountain in the distance, with a hint of depression in his eyes.

The God-killing Spear is no better than the Four Swords of Zhu Xian. The Four Swords of Zhu Xian are from its origin, and Amitabha can naturally restrain it in the blink of an eye. But the God-killing Spear is different! This is a very evil thing. It not only controls killing, but also devours the undead under the gun, adding power to the God-killing Spear.

Is Amitabha’s cultivation strong?

Of course it is strong!

Without the innate treasure, he can draw with the Demon Ancestor holding the God-killing Gun. At least he can be inseparable from the Demon Ancestor, which shows his ability.

"Amitabha who can even fight a magic ancestor can't find Bei," Yang Sanyang sighed.

Since the Demon Ancestor integrated into the Black Lotus, he has completed the finishing touch. Even though he did not really choose to become a saint, the Black Lotus still completed its flaws, making it no different from a true saint.

It is already quite terrifying that Amitabha was able to deal with a saint holding a treasure without falling behind by relying on his own magical path.

With a shot, the void was frozen and black holes were cracked. The overwhelming demons accompanied the black holes and invaded Amitabha.

At this time, the energy around Amitabha changed, and infinite golden light burst out. When all the demons touched the golden light, they turned into nothingness in the screams.

"Good means" Seeing this, the Demon Ancestor's eyebrows trembled: "You guy is really hateful. Your magical powers just happen to restrain me. You should cut them into pieces!"

When the Demon Ancestor saw that Amitabha had suppressed his countless demons without any effort, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stabbed the God-killing spear towards Amitabha's chest.

Amitabha shook his head, not daring to take the opponent's God-killing spear, and turned his steps and staggered the opponent's attack: "It's a pity that my Seven Treasures Miao Tree has only cultivated one treasure now. If you can have the Seven Treasures Miao Tree in your hand, no matter you have thousands of magical powers and infinite spiritual treasures, I can also easily restrain you."

The third ancestor over there saw Amitabha and the demon ancestor fighting, and the Zulong whispered: "It is better to win over a saint and suppress a saint, although he has to give up a innate spiritual treasure, it is better than a innate spiritual treasure that cannot be kept."

"Yes, here are two innate spiritual treasures. If these two saints join forces, we will be in a dilemma. It is really not worth it to cause trouble for a saint to cause cause and effect!" King Qilin whispered.

Feng Zu didn't say anything, but his face was as good as a pot. If he didn't take charge, he didn't know that the firewood and rice were expensive. What could he do?

He did not have the innate spiritual treasure and lived a tight life, just like a child from a poor family. He felt that everything was good, and he was not as generous as the Second Patriarch.

"First break the formation and take out two innate spiritual treasures," King Qilin looked at Feng Zu, Zulong: "The birth of two innate spiritual treasures will inevitably alarm the entire Great Wilderness. Experts from all walks of life are coming, and we should fight quickly."

Breaking through the innate formation is not difficult for the supreme power Qilin King and Zulong, who have two innate treasures.

The Chaos Pearl and the Kunlun Mirror gathered out, carrying unparalleled power. Only the earth was shaken, and there was a crack in nothingness, and the two large formations were broken in an instant.

Two spiritual lights soared into the sky with the divine forbidden energy, penetrated into the bullfighting, shining the entire world.

Two rays of light, one green and one white, echo each other. The purity of white seems to purify all things and drive away all darkness. The depth of blue is almost like emerald green jade, full of vitality, and it seems that there is infinite creation in it.

In the blue and white light, two twelve-grade lotus flowers slowly suspended and bloomed, flowing endless atmosphere.

It seems that each contains one world, where the white lotus stands, purifies all things. Within three feet of its body, there is no law to be allowed. All the laws such as earth, water, wind and fire are rejected by it at this time. The white light seems soft, but it has brought domineering to the extreme. Within three feet of its body, the second law can no longer be accommodated.

Even the laws of time and space were all gone after approaching the lotus three feet, and turned into the power of the lotus.

In contrast to the white lotus, the blue lotus appears gentle, constantly echoing all the energy of the world, and endless vitality is born in it.

"Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus! Twelve-grade Creation Green Lotus!" Looking at the two flowers rooted in the formation and graceful and graceful flowers, the Demon Ancestor couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and his eyes were filled with endless murderous intent: "I finally know why I feel uneasy. This twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus cannot accommodate any laws, and even the Demon Avenue will be restrained and transformed by it. This thing is my nemesis and must not be left in the Great Wilderness World."

After the words came, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Amitabha: "Bald donkey, that pure white lotus is the natural nemesis of my devil's path. If you stop me, you will never stop with me. You have to think about it! Now I will ask you for the last time, do you really want to never stop with me?"

The Demon Ancestor's eyes were unprecedentedly calm at this time, without any anger and impatience, just staring at Amitabha quietly.

Amitabha looked at the two eyes of the Demon Ancestor, as if the infinite demon world was nurtured in his body, and then sighed: "Of course I won't stay with you for a congenital spiritual treasure! But the twelve-grade Creation Green Lotus belongs to me!"

"Trade! I will block the great trend of the Third Ancestor for you. As long as you don't interfere with today's dispute, I will record your favor!" The Demon Ancestor took a step forward, and this time Amitabha did not stop him anymore, and let the Demon Ancestor pass by.

When it comes to the general trend of Taoism, Amitabha never wants to fight life and death with the Demon Ancestor, and destroys his foundation for nothing.

"Three beasts, that spiritual treasure is mine from the ancestor. How dare you fight for it?" The Demon Ancestor stepped over Amitabha and saw that the other party did not take action. He couldn't help but open the corners of his mouth and suddenly accelerated to rush towards the third ancestor.

Looking at the Demon Ancestor who was slaughtering, the Third Ancestor was shocked. The Qilin King said loudly: "Sage, this..."

Amitabha shook his head: "A innate spiritual treasure is not worth fighting a life-and-death battle with the demon ancestor. Besides, this treasure has no fate with me."

Although the Pure World White Lotus is good, Amitabha cannot refine it, because the Pure World White Lotus rejects all laws. Even if you give this treasure to Amitabha, he cannot refine it.

On the contrary, if the green lotus can be obtained, it will be of great benefit to Wa's great way of creation.

This green lotus is not to be missed!
Chapter completed!