Chapter 3938 One Word Is Like Ten Thousand Thunders, One Sound Is Like a Collapse of the Sky

"boom!"

Yuanci Shenhe rolled down, pointing directly at the place where Jin Chanzi was.

Murderous intent is full of chaos, colder than the cold wind in the Nine Nether Abyss.

Jin Chanzi's expression was flat, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and even, deep in his eyes, there was a hint of mockery.

A mockery of Yuan Ci Daojun.

As a disciple of the Tathagata and the successor of Journey to the West Buddhism, Jin Chanzi was originally a golden cicada who got the Tao from the bodhi tree.

In terms of talent for Buddhism alone, there are very few people who can match it.

Although there are no famous words, Jin Chanzi also has arrogance in his heart, and few people can catch his eyes.

Since coming to the heavens and worlds, Jin Chanzi has walked in the eastern border, and has seen hundreds of millions of living beings, but only a few of them can enter his eyes.

The same is true for Yuan Ci Daojun.

A dead bone in Zhuozhong with exhausted potential, not worth mentioning.

Even if he didn't restore the cultivation base of Zhuntian Zunjing, he still stayed in the ninth realm, and he was not afraid of Yuanci Daojun, let alone now?

Although it has only been a hundred years since Jin Chanzi regained the status of Buddha, his cultivation has changed so much that it is far beyond the imagination of others.

A hundred years is not worth mentioning to many quasi-Tianzun powerhouses, and it takes more than this time to comprehend the Dao once.

It would take at least ten thousand years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, for an ordinary ninth-level emperor to break through to the Zhuntian Venerable Realm to stabilize his own realm.

In a hundred years, it was impossible to even stabilize the realm, but it was enough for Jin Chanzi to walk a long distance in the realm of heaven.

After all, Jin Chanzi didn't practice from scratch, but went back to the realm of quasi-celestial being.

Jin Chanzi fell into a deep sleep at the beginning, and with good thoughts, he cloned himself as a Tang monk and embarked on the road to the west. In the end, his merits and virtues were consummated, and he became a Zhantan meritorious Buddha.

Although in the end the Buddha's fruit position was occupied by Tang Seng, and even his body was almost refined into a clone of good thoughts, he still had the experience of breaking through the quasi-celestial realm, even the peak of the quasi-celestial venerable, and it was not the experience of the Great Perfection in the Golden Wonderland.

If it weren't for Tang Seng to be just Jin Chanzi's clone of good thoughts, it would be better for Jin Chanzi himself, before receiving merits, he was even just a mortal.

In this case, after receiving the merits, Tang Seng has also set foot on the Golden Immortal Dzogchen. If it were a golden cicada, he might have already broken through the Daluo Golden Immortal.

One certificate lasts forever, Da Luo is eternal!

Even with the help of good thoughts on the road to the west, he cut out the good corpse and took another firm step in the realm of Daluo.

It's a pity that Jin Chanzi underestimated Tang Seng and was almost refined by Tang Seng.

In any case, Jin Chanzi had the experience of cultivating to the peak of Zhuntianzun, and his speed of practice in the Zhuntianzun realm was far beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

In just a hundred years, Jin Chanzi has stabilized the cultivation of Zhuntianzun, and even made a big step in the realm of Zhuntianzun.

Facing Daoist Yuan Ci in the ninth realm, he has not moved in the slightest.

"Zha!"

It wasn't until Yuan Magnetic Divine Light fell in front of him that Jin Chanzi slowly opened his mouth and spit out a syllable.

When this syllable is spit out, it is like the blasting sound of hundreds of millions of thunders being squeezed to the extreme and spit out by it.

One word is like ten thousand thunders, and one sound is like a crash of heaven!

The next moment, chaos hangs upside down.

"boom!"

The void shook like paper, the chaotic airflow boiled and exploded, and ripples visible to the naked eye swept away in all directions.

The Yuan Magnetic Divine River that was coming across it instantly collapsed.

In an instant, the chaos in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles seemed to be boiling, rolling sound waves vertically and horizontally, penetrating layer after layer of space.