Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

The atmosphere on the arena was heavy.

The Pharmacist looked at the person opposite him who was holding a neon-lit sword.

The Golden Spirit Mother, poised to unleash her power, felt alarm bells ringing in her heart.

The reason Ksitigarbha was kneeling just now was inexplicable.

Even now, my Daoist heart is still cracked.

With the lessons of the past right before their eyes, the pharmacist dared not be careless in the slightest.

"No matter what's strange about that sword, I'll strike first."

"By suppressing her with absolute power, she will have no chance to use her evil magic!"

Having made up his mind, the Medicine Master's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"The sixteen-foot-tall golden body, rise!"

"The Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand, Open!"

boom!

Without any probing, the Medicine Master went all out from the start.

His body suddenly swelled, transforming into a sixteen-foot-tall purple-gold Dharma image.

Its body is surrounded by Sanskrit inscriptions and is indestructible.

At the same time, he struck out with his palm.

It was as if a vast Buddhist world was contained within the palm of one's hand.

It carried a terrifying power that could suppress all the heavens.

It pressed down hard on the Golden Spirit Mother.

On the high platform, the two Western Saints, who were initially somewhat bewildered, witnessed this scene.

His complexion finally softened considerably.

The Taoist Zhunti stroked his beard and smiled.

"Good, Pharmacist, you truly deserve to be the chief disciple of my Western Sect."

"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit."

"This sixteen-foot-tall golden statue has already inherited some of my true teachings."

"The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand is even more harmonious."

"This outcome is a foregone conclusion."

Jieyin nodded slightly, regaining some of his confidence.

However, Zhunti was just about to continue boasting a bit more.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the Three Pure Ones beside him.

Laozi wore a smile, while Yuanshi looked strange.

Tongtian had a wicked grin on his face, as if he knew a good show was about to begin.

Zhunti's heart skipped a beat.

"Oh no, why is that expression exactly the same as before Jizo lost?"

Below the arena, Duobao had his arm around Zhao Gongming's shoulder.

Looking at the aggressive pharmacist on the stage, he couldn't help but grin and grimac.

"Junior brother, this sword gave me quite a beating back then."

"That feeling of vomiting blood to the point of questioning the meaning of life, tsk tsk..."

Zhao Gongming chuckled and said slyly.

"Don't worry, senior brother, it's better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone."

"Soon someone will be keeping my senior brother company."

"And this was all under the watchful eyes of all the disciples of the four sects."

"From this day forward, the Medicine Master will surely be remembered for eternity."

"To become the progenitor of the prehistoric world of blood spurting."

Duobao glanced at Zhao Gongming helplessly.

"Junior brother, your skin is getting thicker and thicker, but... I like it!"

At this moment, on the arena.

Faced with the overwhelming suppression of the Buddhist kingdom.

Instead of retreating, the Golden Spirit Mother's fighting spirit intensified.

So what if your cultivation level is one small realm higher than mine?

"So what if a tortoise shell is hard?"

"In the face of real harm, all beings are equal!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit took a deep breath.

He ignored the giant hand pressing down on his head.

He struck a bold pose, using all his strength.

He shouted out that line with a heavy accent.

"Hey everyone, I'm Nick Cheung!"

"If you're a brother, come and chop me up!"

This shout, amplified by magical power, resounded throughout the entire Kunlun Mountains.

On the high platform, Daoist Zhunti was taken aback and asked in confusion.

"What kind of spell is this? What language is it?"

"Why have I never heard of this before?"

Zhao Gongming, standing below the stage, promptly offered a loud explanation.

"Reporting back to my uncle, this is a dialect!"

"Senior Sister Jinling said she's an islander and a Daoist!"

Zhunti was even more bewildered.

"Islanders?"

Before he could figure it out...

The Dragon-Slaying Sword in the hands of the Golden Spirit Mother has already been unleashed!

boom!

A thick, dark red sword aura.

They ignored the defense of the sixteen-foot golden body.

They ignored the spatial barriers of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of their hands.

It cut in like cutting butter.

It struck the Medicine Master's chest squarely.

"puff--!!!"

The once majestic and imposing Medicine Master was now like a punctured balloon.

He felt a strange force acting directly on his vital energy.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out like a high-pressure water jet, shooting up three zhang high!

At the same time, a huge, flashing red number appeared above his head.

-99999!

boom!

The Medicine Master was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the arena.

"Pharmacist!"

Zhunti and Jieyin were so frightened that they stood up abruptly from their seats, their faces changing drastically.

"What happened? Why is there so much blood?!"

"This was just a friendly exchange of ideas, why were you so brutal?!"

However, the guide soon realized something was wrong.

"Wait, junior brother, don't panic."

"Although the pharmacist looked miserable, with blood flowing freely."

"But his breathing is still stable?"

"It didn't cause any fundamental damage; it's just spitting blood?"

On the arena, even the Medicine Master looked completely bewildered.

He felt that he was not seriously injured.

I just can't stop feeling like I'm going to vomit blood.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"It is our inescapable duty to revive the glory of Western Christianity!"

The Pharmacist Taoist was also a tough nut to crack.

He struggled to his feet while spitting blood.

He brandished the Vajra Pestle again, ready to strike.

Golden Spirit Mother didn't hold back either, and swung her sword again.

"Hey bro, come at me again!"

puff--!!!

Another pillar of blood shot into the sky.

-99999!

The Taoist priest refused to believe in evil and got up to fight again.

puff--!!!

In a short moment, a human-shaped fountain seemed to appear on the arena.

The Pharmacist Taoist was spraying while he was hitting.

The scene was incredibly spectacular, with rivers of blood flowing.

Below the stage, Zhao Gongming watched in amazement and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Goodness, that's a lot of health..."

"It's practically a reincarnation of the King of Kings!"

Just as everyone was stunned by this bloody and ridiculous scene.

Suddenly, a burly figure appeared carrying a huge storage bag.

He rushed to the edge of the ring in a flurry of activity.

It was none other than the Bull Demon King of the Jie Sect!

The Bull Demon King was seen using his storage bag to catch the blood that the pharmacist spat out.

He was also using a jade bottle to scrape the flowing blood off the ground.

Their movements were so practiced it was heartbreaking.

Zhao Gongming was dumbfounded.

"Junior Brother Niu, what are you doing?"

The Bull Demon King didn't even turn his head, and said in a simple and honest manner.

"Senior Brother, this is the blood of the Western Sect's chief disciple!"

"The Medicine Master's background is extraordinary; this blood is brimming with spiritual energy. It would be such a waste to waste it!"

"I'm thinking of collecting them and taking them back to refine pills."

"Or watering with spiritual herbs, those would be excellent fertilizer!"

"Senior Brother, don't just stand there, come and catch some too! The fountain's about to stop!"

Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh and exclaimed in surprise.

"Holy crap, that's a great idea!"

"You're thrifty and good at managing a household, Junior Brother Niu! You're a master at running a family!"

"How could I not have thought of that!"

The Taoist priest Duobao watched this scene unfold.

His lips twitched violently, and he covered his face, not wanting to speak.

"They've gone mad, they've all gone mad..."

"How can my disciples, the disciples of the Jie Sect, be nothing but demons and monsters!"

Finally, the Taoist priest on the stage was not seriously injured.

However, due to excessive blood loss, I felt dizzy and couldn't spray anymore.

"Stop, stop hitting him!"

"This humble Taoist priest concedes defeat..."

The Taoist priest's face was as pale as paper.

He tremblingly raised his hands in surrender.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit reluctantly put away the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

He ran happily to the front of Yuanshi Tianzun.

They took away the demon-subduing jade ruyi.

At this time, only Maitreya, the last Taoist master, remained in the Western Sect.

Lao Tzu's gaze had just fallen upon Maitreya.

Maitreya Taoist's signature smile froze instantly.

He shook his head like a rattle drum, waving his hands repeatedly.

"I'm not coming, I'm not coming!"

"This humble Taoist priest is of limited talent and learning, and humbly admits his inferiority!"

"I'd rather die than make a move!"

joke!

One kneels on the ground, crying out for his unfilial son; the other stands on the platform like a fountain.

This Jie Sect is too evil!

Let whoever loves you have the chance, I'm not going to!

Seeing that Maitreya had backed down, the discussion on the Dao came to an end.

Zhao Gongming shook his head as he watched this scene.

He looked towards the direction of the Chan Sect with a regretful expression and sighed loudly.

"What a pity, what a real shame!"

"I was hoping to see Brother Cihang wielding his magic wand and displaying his divine power."

"That kind of energetic and heroic spirit."

"If this could be demonstrated, it would surely intimidate Western religions!"

brush!

All eyes immediately turned to Cihang.

Cihang was originally just watching the excitement.

Upon hearing this, his face instantly turned red to the roots of his neck.

He turned his head sharply and roared at Zhao Gongming.

"Zhao Gongming!"

"Shut up!!"

"How dare you say that?!"