"Great Mandala Enchantment!"

Yuan Chen reprimanded lightly, and his eyes instantly became extremely mysterious, as if there were nine-colored divine lights flickering, and finally converged in his palm, and then a pitch-black enchantment slowly emerged, enveloping his whole person!

The Great Mandala Enchantment, in Buddhism, is the supreme secret art, containing immeasurable light and immeasurable darkness, although Yuanchen is already the realm of nine turns and half saints, but when the actual battle of the Great Mandala Enchantment, it is still slightly difficult, and his face is a little pale.

But as soon as the Great Mandala Enchantment came out, his whole person exuded an eternal and immortal temperament, and the black enchantment enveloped his body, as if separating time and space.

That mysterious figure flew out from Zhao Ritian's body, exuding a blazing aura, and the flames were burning, as if it could burn the sky, and it collided with the Great Mandala Enchantment.

Bang!

The Great Mandala Enchantment trembled violently, light and darkness intertwined, turning into mysterious runes, and there were violent ripples emerging, the unstoppable palm, containing the power of the origin of the flame, was just a muffled sound, and then the Great Mandala Enchantment was like a blurred ink, and the figure returned to nothingness at the same time.

It was like a black hole suddenly appeared, erupting into an incomparably terrifying power fluctuation, directly sending Yuanchen and Zhao Ritian flying.

Burst!

Yuanchen trembled violently, his face was extremely pale, as if he had been attacked by a powerful backlash, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth!

"How could you possibly break the Great Mandala Barrier?!"

Yuanchen's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The Great Mandala Enchantment is the supreme holy law passed on to him by the universal wisdom of the national teacher, the secret of Buddhism, the legend is the law of the Buddha, the power is incomparable, it can fuse light and darkness, separate time and space, and has an incomparably powerful defense and attack power.

Although Yuanchen has not yet cultivated the Great Mandala Enchantment to the realm of Great Perfection, with this enchantment alone, even if several Nine Turns and Half Saints attack at the same time, they will not be able to break the power of the enchantment, but will be killed by him.

Zhao Ritian's blow was too terrifying, especially the illusory figure covered in flames, which made Yuanchen feel a little palpitating.

"Nothing is impossible! This big mandala enchantment should be your strongest strength, right? It seems that it is nothing more than that! Take me again and burn the sky!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes flashed, as if there were flames overflowing, he pressed down towards the round dust with a palm in the air, and the flames in his palm rose, like a world of burning flames.

This is also the first time that Ling Xiao has seen Zhao Ritian really make a move, Zhao Ritian seems to have incarnated into a flame emperor, and every move exudes the power of the law of flames, which is extremely terrifying.

"Is this the inheritance of Emperor Yan? Legend has it that Emperor Yan is the cremation of the origin, and he is the ancestor of all fires in the world, and Zhao Ritian is indeed a person with great luck!"

Ling Xiao sighed.

He could feel the fierceness and strength of Zhao Ritian's shot, even if he didn't use the Yan Emperor Ding, with Zhao Ritian's true combat power, it was enough to defeat the powerhouse of the Nine Turns and a Half Saint.

Yuanchen's big mandala barrier was broken, and at this moment, under Zhao Ritian's attack, it could be said that he was retreating one after another, and his face was full of extremely aggrieved looks.

Rumble!

Zhao Ritian slapped his palm on Yuanchen's chest, and Yuanchen coughed up blood again and flew back, smashing directly into the lotus pond.

"It seems that the true biography of the national teacher is nothing more than that!"

Zhao Ritian stood in the air and sneered.

"Senior Brother Yuanchen was defeated?"

In the Nativity Lotus Pond, several other figures all showed extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

They originally thought that Yuanchen would be able to easily subdue Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian, but they didn't expect the result to be so unexpected, Yuanchen's big mandala barrier was broken, and the whole person was beaten by Zhao Ritian like a dead dog, and fell into the Nativity Lotus Pond.

"What the hell are these two people coming from?"

"To be able to defeat Senior Brother Yuanchen, he must not be an unknown person! The key is that this guy only has the cultivation of seven and a half saints, and this kind of combat power is too terrifying!"

"I haven't seen these two people! Isn't it some kind of disciple of the hidden power?"

The faces of those people were full of surprise, and they secretly guessed.

"Who dares to make a big fuss about the Lotus Pond?!"

At this moment, a thunderous shout sounded, and two sounds of breaking the air came quickly, and they came to the sky above the Nativity Lotus Pond in an instant.

It was two monks in golden robes, holding long sticks, and bronzed skin, looking cold and cold, exuding a powerful evil aura and murderous intent all over their bodies.

It was the two golden-robed monks who guarded the lotus pond of the birth.

The battle between Zhao Ritian and Yuanchen was too fierce, and the two golden-robed monks didn't care much about it at first, but when they saw that Yuanchen was defeated in Zhao Ritian's hands, they immediately took action.

"Two senior brothers, I suspect that these two people are spies of other empires, trying in vain to spy on the Nativity Lotus Pond of my White Horse Temple!

Yuanchen rushed out of the Birth Lotus Pond in embarrassment, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Zhao Ritian.

"Spies of other empires, you are really bold! Come with us to the Discipline Academy! I advise you not to resist, otherwise, the great array of the Lotus Pond will directly bombard you!"

The eyes of the two golden-robed monks flashed with coldness, staring at Zhao Ritian and Ling Xiao and said.

Their bodies all exuded an incomparably dangerous aura fluctuation, and the surrounding void was trembling slightly, and the Birth Lotus Pond was also flooded with faint ripples, as if there were runes condensed in the void.

These two golden-robed monks urged the Supreme Holy Array of the Lotus Pond to lock Ling Xiao and Zhao Ritian together.

"What evidence do you have for the spies of other empires? I didn't expect that the White Horse Temple is a bunch of bastards who don't distinguish between right and wrong, black and white! Come on, come on, I want to see how you bombard and kill your uncle!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes flashed, revealing a trace of evil spirit, and said coldly.

The flames in his body rose, hidden but not revealed, and the Yan Emperor Ding exuded an ancient and mysterious aura fluctuation, as if he would be urged by Zhao Ritian at any time.

Zhao Ritian was also a little angry in his heart, these two golden-robed monks were so blatantly protecting Yuanchen, which made him very unhappy in his heart.

If they dared to urge the Supreme Holy Array of the Lotus Pond to be born, Zhao Ritian would dare to directly sacrifice the Yan Emperor Ding to kill it!

"Two senior brothers, are you sure you want to do something to us? Although Yuanchen is a disciple of the national teacher, he can't cover the sky with one hand! We are born in the lotus pond with the white horse order given by the eldest princess of Chunyang, how to cultivate is our freedom! Yuanchen is so arrogant and domineering, are you sure you want to help the abuse?"

Ling Xiao stopped Zhao Ritian, frowned slightly, and stared at the two golden-robed monks and said.

(End of chapter)