Chapter 64: The Supreme Seal of the Divine Extreme

Compared to the Baizhang Divine Body, Ji Yunshu, Que Qing, and Shang Qu looked so small.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then flew out, out of the scope of the god's body.

As soon as he left, Shang Qu, the palace master of Qingyang Academy, took out a simple ring ruler and tapped it forward, and the ripples like water waves spread to the surroundings, the space slumped, and the void behind him separated the world from layers of holy white clouds.

On the first layer of clouds are neatly lit and bright schools, in which children hold books in their hands and shake their heads to recite Confucian scriptures.

On the second layer of clouds are a wide academy, in which a famous student holds a book and recites Confucian classics, and on the third layer of clouds is a piece of school palace, where the Confucian scholar hand-scrolls scriptures and recites mantras.

On the fourth layer of clouds, there is an endless courtyard, which is also where the Qingyang School Palace is located.

The great Confucian in the palace closed his eyes and pondered, and one after another Haoran righteousness burst out from his body, and his power was unparalleled.

On the fifth layer of clouds, and on the last layer of holy white clouds, there is a holy shadow sitting quietly, and if you look closely, it is Shang Qu, the palace master of Qingyang School Palace.

Suddenly, the holy shadow opened his eyes and spat out the immortal Confucian holy voice, "No good and no evil is the body of the mind, there is good and evil is the movement of the will, knowing good and knowing evil is conscience, and doing evil for good is a thing." In this way, he cultivated himself and ascended to the holy throne..... In the void, the sun, moon and stars, wind and rain, dew and thunder, haze and hunger, there is nothing ?..."

The sacred sound that pointed directly to the heart descended from the highest place, into every layer of space on the clouds, and into the ears of a famous Confucian, Confucian, student, and child.

A famous Confucian, Confucian, student, and child also recited along with the holy sound.

In an instant, Shang Qu's breath was rising steadily, and Haoran was full of righteousness.

As soon as he left the enveloping range of the divine body, Que Qing, the sect leader of the Lingyun Sword Sect, took out the Xuandang Sword, ran the True Yuan, and an incomparably huge abyssal deep cave appeared behind him, and a bulging hill was faintly visible inside, with countless sharp swords inserted on it, and it was the sword tomb of the Lingyun Sword Sect.

The Sword Tomb is the most sacred place of the Lingyun Sword Sect, and it is also the home of the world's famous swords.

Among the sword graves, the sword that is not a spirit is not buried, the sword that is not famous is not buried, and the sword that is not the death of the sword owner is not buried. The rest of those who failed to enter the sword tomb could only be buried outside, suffering from wind, sun, rain, frost and thunder.

As soon as the sword tomb appeared, the famous sword in the tomb seemed to sense something, and one by one the sword qi soared to the sky.

Que Qing sensed the aura emanating from the sword qi, and the momentum on his body became more and more fierce, revealing his edge, like a peerless sword.

When Ji Yunshu, the sect leader of the Immortal Xuanzong left the scope of the divine body, he operated the supreme decision. Suddenly, the clouds shrouded behind, revealing an ancient battlefield, the peaks and mountains on it were broken, the rivers and streams were broken, the grass and trees were destroyed, and the corpses of all the spirits of heaven and earth, such as innate gods, ancient immortals, ancient demons, ancient people, and extraterritorial demons, lay in it, exuding a terrifying aura.

Ji Yunshu was infected by it, and his momentum skyrocketed, but the breath on his body became deeper and deeper.

Indra's body swelled to the apex, and the body of the gods had exceeded 100 zhang, close to 150 zhang, like a giant in the sky, standing up to the sky and the earth.

"Roar"

Feeling the tremendous power in his body, Indra rejoiced and roared angrily and stabbed with a pestle.

A set of formations spread from the tip of the vajra of the twenty gods to all sides, including Shang Qu, Que Qing, and Ji Yunshu.

Shang Qu looked down, the earth wheel, the water wheel, the fire wheel, and the wind wheel below, the four wheels rotated back and forth, and the twenty heavens were distributed above, which seemed harmless on the outside, but in fact, they secretly killed and destroyed life and death.

"Ahh

After arranging the formation, Indra raised his pestle and pointed to the sky and shouted.

The formation diagram changed suddenly, and a mist poured out of the array, covering the ancient scroll cage, and the inside instantly became dim, and the five fingers could not be seen, and Indra also disappeared.

Suddenly, countless fierce creatures appeared in the mist, roaring and screaming, frantically rushing towards Shang Qu, Que Qing, Ji Yunshu and others.

The four wheels of earth, water, fire, and wind rotating below were unwilling to be lonely, and there were streams of devouring breaths, wanting to pull them into it and grind them into powder.

Shang Qu looked indifferently at the killing of the living beings, and when he reached the end, he suddenly swept away with a ruler. Haoran righteous qi spewed out, like a stormy wave surging forward, and endless creatures were swept and swallowed by the wave, dissipating without a trace.

Seeing the murderous creatures coming, Que Qing's heart moved slightly, and a sword qi flew out of his body, slashing towards the fierce creatures.

In the blink of an eye, the ferocious creature was slashed by the sword qi and turned into a cloud of smoke.

Ji Yunshu lifted his knife and slashed, and thousands of living beings were wiped out in his hands. There was no wave, and another wave came at them from the mist, as if it were endless. It can't hurt them, but it's troublesome.

Shang Qu frowned when he saw it, could it be that Indra only had these means?

If that's all, there's no need to put up such a big battle. Between thoughts, be vigilant in your heart, be careful and vigilant, in case of the unexpected. Suddenly, a voice came from outside, Shang Qu was overjoyed, and hurriedly pinched his handprint to open the corner of the ancient scroll cage.

Killing several waves of ferocious creatures, Que Qing was a little bored, and when he saw another wave of creatures killing, he casually swung his sword and slashed forward.

Suddenly, the white elephant that re-grew six tusks appeared out of thin air, bowing its head and holding six hooked tusks, rushing towards him violently.

Que Qing finally became a little more serious, and slashed forward with his sword. At that moment, Indra appeared from behind and stabbed him in the back with a pestle.

Que Qing has been on guard, but because of dealing with the six-tusked white elephant, he is still distracted. Sensing the killing machine behind him, he felt bad, and hurriedly swept away the six-tusked white elephant with a sword, and took the sword back to protect himself.

"Boom"

Indra split the Xuandang Sword in Que Qing's hand with a pestle and continued to stab down on Que Qing's body.

"Poof"

Que Qing's body was hit hard, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body couldn't help but fly backwards. The six-tusked white elephant that was swept away flew back and saw it, and immediately stabbed forward with six hideous tusks.

In the mist, the sword flashed, and Ji Yunshu slashed at the six-tusked white elephant with a knife.

The dignified sword is unstoppable. Slashed at the six-tusked white elephant, the white elephant let out a mournful roar, turned into a point of light and disappeared without a trace.

Indra frowned at this, and suddenly held the pestle and slashed out. Suddenly, he felt something strange behind him, and without looking back, he saw a bright light breaking through the fog and slashing at him behind his head. The glory shines on the heavens and the earth, destroys the evil and reveals the right, and saves the sinking in confusion.

In an instant, the fog of the surrounding heaven and earth dissipated, and Shang Qu's figure appeared.

Indra was stunned for a moment, and then pushed out with a palm, shattering and slashing the light.

The light fades and the fog returns.

While he could still see the things around him, Ji Yunshu swung his knife and slashed at Indra. The primeval battlefield that appeared behind him spewed out endless evil qi and inflicted it on his body, and the evil qi was hidden in the knife, carrying supreme killing power and fierce power.

Shang Qu revealed his figure, followed closely behind, and slashed forward with a ring ruler in his hand.

The five-layer Haoran sky, the Holy Shadow, the Great Confucian, the Confucian, the students, and the immature children all sing the Confucian classics, the majestic Haoran righteousness is added, the power of one foot, the river breaks the sea, and the mountains are shattered.

The injured Que Qing also flew back and drove the sword tomb. A famous sword flew out of the tomb, like a torrential rain, pouring down.

For a time, Indra was attacked on three sides, but his hard divine body of up to 150 zhang made him fearless. The three-headed, three-bodyed, six-armed god body reacted immediately, and each held a weapon to kill Ji Yunshu, Shang Qu, and Que Qing.

A few people come and go, and they fight a hundred tricks in an instant.

Although Indra's height has advantages, it also has many inconveniences, such as when facing enemies, it is a bit bulky and not so flexible. In his mind, his body suddenly became smaller, and he didn't stop until he was slightly twice as tall as Ji Yunshu and the others.

Ji Yunshu and the others glanced at each other and continued to kill Indra.

One move, one style, shaking the heavens and the earth, raging the wind and clouds, majestic momentum, and overwhelming the land of thousands of miles. If it weren't for the ancient scroll cage to seal the void, I don't know how many people would be affected.

After a while, Indra saw that he could not fight for a long time, so he made a killing move.

The three-headed, three-body, six-armed god and magic phase suddenly retracted, restored his human body, and a drum appeared in his left hand and shook it.

"Knock knock..."

The sound of the great is like hitting the drum of the eight wildernesses, and the sound is heard in the world.

The sound of the drum shook the soul, Shang Qu, Ji Yunshu, and Que Qing only felt dizzy, unsteady on their feet, and their hearts were not good, so they hurriedly sealed their hearing. It's just that the sound of the drum penetrates the ears, goes straight into the mind, and impacts the soul.

"Poof..."

The soul was traumatized, and Shang Qu, Ji Yunshu, and Que Qing couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Don't dare to be sloppy at the moment, and hurriedly run the true yuan to protect the soul.

Seeing this, Indra's face showed a hideous color, and he stabbed at the three of them with the vajra of the twenty gods in his hand, the tip of the pestle flashed, and the pestle contained thunderbolts. In an instant, the boundless killing machine lingered in the four fields, overwhelming the nine days.

Suddenly, Indra felt movement behind him, turned his head to look, and Zunlu turned into a statue with a thousand faces, stepping out of the fog.

At the same time as he walked out of the fog, Zunlu flew with a thousand hands without toes, pinched thousands of dharmas, combined them into a seal, and pressed them towards Indra.

"The Extreme of God"

The supreme seal, the Yang Hehe, the brilliant Tianwei, the eight poles of the Ji Gang, the six warps and wefts, are unstoppable.

When the Dharma seal was pressed, Indra actually felt as humble and small as an ant, and there was no intention of resistance in his heart. But he immediately jumped out of this feeling and incarnated into the body of a god, trying to block the Fayin Heavenly Power.

It's just the seal of thousands of laws and decisions, and it's not idle.

Regardless of his changes, Zun Lu Wutoe just pressed down with a seal, and suddenly pressed down on his changing divine body, pressed down, and pressed down again.

In the end, Indra not only did not incarnate into the body of a great deity, but was pressed into powder by the Supreme Dharma Seal, turned into nothingness, and never returned to the world.