Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Leaving aside Li Xiu's tyrannical body, just mentioning that he is holding a gourd in his hands, it is as heavy as hundreds of mountains, which cannot be shaken by purple, gold and red gourds.

Seeing this scene, Maitreya was slightly stunned, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he patted the cloth bag on his waist.

The race bag rose into the air, opened wide, and directed at Li Xiu, a strong suction force also burst out.

A little hope flashed across Ran Deng's face again, hoping that the two magic weapons could subdue Li Xiu together.

Ksitigarbha fell down on the wide back of Di Ting, his eyes were slightly closed and he looked at the scene in front of him, he said the Buddha's name slowly, raised his right hand high, and a pitch-black wooden bowl appeared, which also gave birth to a powerful harvest Capturing force.

Li Xiu held the gourd that fell to the ground, and stood there like a peak reaching the sky. Even the three powerful forces of restraining him could not make him move a step.

The three of them refused to let it go easily, and increased the infusion of magic power to the magic weapon. They thought that Li Xiu was definitely not as relaxed as he seemed on the surface.

Seeing that the three of them were willing to spend mana on means that did not threaten him, Li Xiu certainly would not be kind enough to warn him, so he let them use the magic weapon to do things to him, shaking his body from time to time, hanging the three of them They have little hope.

As time passed, a lot of mana was spent, but Li Xiu's figure could only be swayed slightly, and the three of them stopped and put away their magic weapons.

It was still Ran Deng who took the lead. He flicked the whisk, and the whisk extended out. The silver threads formed a silver python and rolled towards Li Xiu.

Li Xiu's eyes moved slightly, and he opened his mouth to let out a mouthful of scorching breath, trying to burn the whisk.

The silver python's body trembled, passing through the scorching breath enough to melt the mountains and rivers, its body shrank by two or three points, but its power remained the same, obviously it was not hurt at all.

As the silver python approached, Li Xiu unhurriedly breathed out another mouthful of icy cold breath, the cold air swept away like a tide, forming ice and sealing the silver python inside.

Ran Deng's face changed slightly, and with a shake of his hand, mana poured into the fly whisk like a river.

Suddenly there was a boa constrictor hissing, the body of the silver boa constrictor shook with infinite strength, and it broke free from the freezing of the ice.

After surviving Li Xiu's two supernatural powers, the silver python transformed from the dust whisk's silver thread also flew in front of Li Xiu, strangling towards his neck.

Li Xiu stepped on his feet,

Five colors of divine light shone in his hand, and he grabbed the silver python.

Seeing that Li Xiu didn't dodge or dodge, but stuck to the silver python hard, a coldness flashed in Ran Deng's eyes. This silver python was condensed from countless extremely sharp silver dust whisks, which could hurt you at the touch! How ignorant are fearless!

Bark!

There was an ear-piercing sound of rubbing, and under Ran Deng's slightly horrified gaze, Li Xiu held the silver python tightly with his hands shining with five-colored light, and the silver python could not break free.

Ran Deng was about to urge Fuchen to break free, but Li Xiu yanked his hand violently!

Ran Deng's physical strength is Li Xiu's opponent, he was staggered from the air, and the whisk fell out of his hand and fell into Li Xiu's hands.

Ran Deng looked at the bloody palm, his eyes were full of fear, and luckily Fu Chen got out of his hand, otherwise if he was dragged to Li Xiu's body, it would be a disaster.

Whizzing!

Li Xiu flicked the dust whisk a few times, splitting the air and making a sharp sound, feeling quite satisfied with his hand.

"Bold, this is the magic weapon of Taishang Dao Ancestor, and you dare to snatch it!" Seeing that Fuchen fell into Li Xiu's hands, Ran Deng shouted unwillingly and angrily.

"Why? Are you only allowed to kill me and not allow me to fight back to seize the treasure?"

"Besides, so what about the ancestors, since this magic weapon fell into my hands today, it will naturally belong to me. It can be regarded as making the best use of it by staying by my side to drive away mosquitoes and dust for me."

Ran Deng moved out of Taoist Ancestor, hoping that Li Xiu would be a little bit jealous, but unexpectedly Li Xiu didn't care, and waved it twice while speaking, which meant that the three of them were regarded as mosquitoes and dust!

"You!..." Ran Deng became angry for a moment, choking and speechless.

"Poor demon, don't be crazy, look at the treasure!"

Ksitigarbha said in a deep voice, slightly closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, with great power, he held up the pitch-black wooden bowl in his hand.

I saw a gray turbid river exuding a dead breath flowing out of the wooden bowl, galloping through the air, rushing towards Li Xiu.

There is a river in the nether world named Styx, and the water of Styx is the worst vitality, it can corrode everything!

Facing the surging water of the Styx River, Li Xiu breathed out a cold breath.

The water of the Styx River that went ahead was frozen into ice, and fell from the sky to the ground, with a radius of hundreds of miles, the vegetation withered, and the living beings died. It was a miserable scene.

The water of the Styx River in the Ksitigarbha King's wooden bowl seems to be endless, and it is not afraid that part of it will be frozen, and new ones will rush out.

Li Xiu lifted the gourd slightly, and burst out a strong force of absorption, collecting the water of the Styx River into the gourd.

It is extremely uneconomical to consume mana to absorb creatures, but it is different if it absorbs mountains and rivers.

Seeing that the water of the Styx River was collected into the gourd, Ksitigarbha had no intention of stopping.

His wooden bowl of the Styx River was obtained by splitting a black tree spiritual root growing at the source of the Styx River. He was born not afraid of the erosion of the Styx River's water, so he could harvest the water of the Styx River arbitrarily.

He didn't believe that Li Xiu would not be harmed by using the magic weapon in his hand to collect the water of the Styx River.

Maitreya didn't know what Ksitigarbha was thinking, and while Li Xiu and Ksitigarbha were in a stalemate with their magic weapons, he flicked the Buddhist beads in his hand and hit Li Xiu.

Ran Deng, who was irritated by Li Xiu earlier, swung his sleeves at the right moment, and a bright white light flew out of him, hitting Li Xiu as well.

Li Xiu was always on guard against the two of them, his eyes swept over the two magic weapons that were attacking him, and he had a plan in his mind instantly.

The steel ring that glowed white was not Diamond Cut, and now that he saw what he wanted, Li Xiu didn't plan to play with the three of them anymore.

With a wave of Li Xiu's sleeve, three identical gourds appeared in the air, each attacking the magic weapon used by the three.

Ksitigarbha didn't know how powerful Qingdi Gourd was, so he also threw the wooden bowl, as if he was going to fight Li Xiu head-on.

Three completely different voices sounded one after another!

Ksitigarbha's pitch-black wooden bowl collided with the purple streamer turned into a gourd, and was smashed to pieces!

Maitreya's golden Buddha beads were bombarded by the dumping gourd, causing the beads to scatter and scattered in all directions, no one knows where they landed!

The diamond cut used by Ran Deng made a head-to-head match with the dumping gourd. Although he didn't suffer the slightest damage, he was beaten so hard that he flew back!

After the two gourds smashed the magic weapons of Ksitigarbha and Maitreya, they exploded the bodies of Maitreya and Ksitigarbha with undiminished power.

As for the burning lamp, it was the Vajra Zhuo who was urged by himself to fly back and explode the fleshy body.