The peachwood magic sword carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and the lightning came. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Endless Purple Sky Divine Thunder exploded, and the dense purple electric light intertwined into a fire net, wrapping the White Lotus Holy Mother layer by layer. The dust took the opportunity to escape towards the electric light of the mountains and forests in the distance.

The higher the cultivation, the stronger the mana, and the greater the destructive power, if the current dust is fighting with the White Lotus Holy Mother, although it will not really overturn the river and the sea, but under the full fight, it will inevitably hurt the innocent. And the onlookers standing on the ground are all the descendants of the same clan of the dust, although they are not virtuous, but they will not let the dust ignore their life and death!

Our Lady of the White Lotus can not be afraid of the cause and effect of the debt, and she still wants to have an immortal path to ascend to the pole and reopen the door to eternal life, but she can't drag so many innocent people to be buried with her like the plan of the White Lotus Mother.

"Pro, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, front, line" took back the peachwood magic sword, and then pressed the law seal with his hand. One by one, the law flew out, one hundred and twenty-eight array flags instantly disappeared in the mountains, with the recitation of the mantra in the dust, for a time the mountains merged, bursts of forest waves surging, with the power of the leylines extracted from the array flags, the dust stood directly in the middle of the air above the mountains, and directly backhanded a golden talisman shot out, turning into a burst of thunder and slashing straight towards the White Lotus Holy Mother who was chasing after her.

Between the flow of white light, the White Lotus Virgin flew in the air as if walking leisurely, seemingly slow, but not slower than the light of the dust. Seeing the repetition of the old trick, with a light move with both hands, the white lotus on the head instantly bloomed and fell, and an instant was a reincarnation, and the thunder and lightning that split from the air were instantly led to the mountain below.

"Boom" a loud sound, the mountain rocks on the top of the mountain cracked, the trees flew wildly, the purple thunder fire instantly ignited the mountain forest, for a time there was a great mountain fire wind momentum, the mountain forest beasts were terrified for a while, and the wolves and tigers rushed to the beast flow I don't know how many creatures died instantly.

Lichen's face suddenly changed greatly, and immediately waved his sleeves, and a small area of heavy rain poured down, extinguishing the forest fire that was still developing.

Lichen looked at the White Lotus Holy Mother who was smiling and groaning, and said with a rather unkind gaze: "White Lotus Daoist friends are really not embarrassed? ”

"Since you are already an extraordinary person, you should look at everything from a higher realm. Mortal beings are born and extinguished, so why should Taoist friends care? Our Lady of the White Lotus replied with a smile, and her hands kept stopping, until her face was like the bottom of the pot.

What is a yang conspiracy, this is a naked yang conspiracy, since it is a life and death struggle, it is inevitable to go all out and have no time to look outside. Our Lady of the White Lotus is not a person from this world at all, and the vacuum hometown of others has its own world, of course, she can not care how many creatures in this world suffer from the pond fish under this struggle. But how can the dust not care?

But now Lichen knows that it is a pit and has to accompany the White Lotus Mother to jump, if you don't jump, you won't be able to pass this level in front of you!

The sword light came and went, the spirit clouds swallowed, the white lotus petals slowly fell, and occasionally a few thunderous thunders blew the mountains and forests for dozens of miles into mottled pieces. The purple rays flickered, the runic flames flew, and the aura was full of murderous energy.

Fortunately, this era is different from the overcrowded later generations, and Lichen also deliberately chose a battlefield far from the crowds. Although it is helpless to hurt birds, beasts, insects and fish, it is better than killing and injuring people in broad daylight!

I have to say that the sword art of dust today is not the same as when it was in the first battle with the White Lotus Mother, and the peachwood magic sword has also undergone the baptism of the heavenly calamity on Kunwu Mountain, and now it is even more magnificent, but the white lotus in the hands of the White Lotus Mother does not know what to practice, the power of the end is huge, and the defense is like an iron wall of gold and steel. Even though the purple divine thunder was mixed with the sharp and incomparable sword qi, but still holding the White Lotus Holy Mother under the protection of the White Lotus, there was nothing to do!

After all, the wound of the soul has not recovered, and the benefit is in the quick battle, once the battle drags on for too long, it is inevitable that the violent use of the Yuan Infant will lead to the instability of the soul, and then the undefeated will also be defeated. And with the relationship between Yichen and the White Lotus Virgin's life and death enemy, it is difficult to eliminate it without dying. Even that trace of the six realms of reincarnation, the chance of reincarnation and recultivation is unlikely.

This is something that the dust knows.

And more than thirty years later, the White Lotus Lady who suddenly came to the door when she was at her weakest in the dust certainly knew it.

"Heaven and earth yin and yang, all the same" Lichen knew that he couldn't afford to drag it out, and from the afternoon to now, he already felt that it was unsustainable. Not only could the aura not be replenished, but even the Spiritual Source Consciousness Sea was stinging with a tingling pain, and the array flags that had been laid out in a hurry gradually began to stagnate, and the aura blessings that could be conveyed were gradually weakened. Now I just forcibly support it.

Now, if you don't have to fight, you have to fight.

Looking at the Holy Mother of the White Lotus, who was still relaxed and seemed to have more than enough strength left, she simply bit her middle finger and wiped it heavily on her peachwood magic sword, emphasizing the aura and hard work of the whole body.

The way of the sword is to move forward and put life and death out of the way. But few people who cultivate the Tao can do it. After all, throwing away all kinds of red dust, a hundred years of hard work and cultivation, where does the so-called come from?

Isn't it just for longevity?

Everyone is dead, how can we talk about longevity and long-term vision, and the way of immortals?

In fact, the dust is more afraid of death than ordinary people, so it is easy to have a good fairy fate in this life, and get what you want. The ascension of the sun is not without a little hope, how can you be willing to fall here like this.

However, fate is so strange, it seems that he always plays with the dust again and again, and always inadvertently forces the dust again and again, and fights with his life again and again.

The dust held the sword in his hand, and his body stood in the air without moving, but it stirred the wind and clouds around him, and the wind roared and spun rapidly with the dust as the center, bringing up a violent and terrifying whirlpool, until it turned faster and faster, and the towering ancient trees of the mountains and forests under his feet were uprooted, and they flew into the sky with the mountains, rocks, and earth.

The night clouds scattered in the sky, pulled to pieces by the raging cyclone and torn to pieces to join the swirling whirlpool, and the starry sky twinkled, but all its brilliance was robbed by the thunder that flickered from time to time in the howling wind.

The momentum of the dust is getting stronger and stronger with the momentum of the sword. At this moment, in this side of the world, it seems that everything in heaven and earth has been turned into a furnace and smelted into the magic sword in Chen's hand.

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus finally lost the leisurely expression she had just now, and as the sword momentum of the dust became stronger and stronger, her face became more and more solemn.

Seriously, Our Lady of the White Lotus thought that she would run away after the dust, that she would set a trap, and that she would use some kind of magical power to turn defeat into victory by surprise. But I never thought that Dust would be fighting with himself here!

At their level, it is impossible to overstate how precious life is.

Does the other party really no longer care about his life and death, and wants to die with him, or is he just scaring himself and letting himself retreat?

That's not a good question! If the other party is desperately fake, but let himself be scared away. In the future, how can I still walk in the Three Realms and Six Realms with a little face?

If you really work hard, but you don't leave. I'm afraid that this Dharma Body will not be able to be saved, and if the Dharma Body is destroyed, I am afraid that the Buddha-figure will inevitably be affected. When the time comes, it will attract the attention of the Three Realms, so that the enemy will take advantage of it.

Is it really worth it for a mortal path that has just walked half of the immortal path?

Just when the Holy Mother of the White Lotus began to suffer from gains and losses, the sword path of the dust had reached the extreme, and the whirlpool formed by the wind suddenly stopped, and it scattered in an instant, and the wind and waves were calm in the four dimensions, and the peace between heaven and earth was terrifying for a while.

"Sword, Pro!" Although the White Lotus Holy Mother also had a look of hesitation, she never moved half a step, and now that the sword momentum has been completed, there is no chance to turn back, so she has to temporarily abandon all distracting thoughts, gritting her teeth and coldly spitting out the last two-word sword technique.

Light.

Endless sword light.

The night between heaven and earth was pierced by a sudden burst of sword light in an instant, and the sword qi that was furious to the extreme was compressed to the extreme, but it seemed extraordinarily calm.

The dust body and the sword merged into one, turning into sword light in an instant, and rushing to the front of the White Lotus Holy Mother with the boundless sword momentum like a torrent.

"Moo!" Seeing the sword light on her body, the Holy Mother of the White Lotus was obviously unavoidable, so she had to blush, her hands formed the immovable Ming King Law Seal, and the white lotus on her head instantly blocked the way of the dust sword momentum.

One, two, three or four, the lotus is divided into nine grades, turning into nine petals and blocking the body of the White Lotus Virgin. The sword momentum of the dust was like a bamboo, and it broke through the four pieces in an instant, and it was not until the fifth piece that the momentum slowed down slightly.

The five and six petals dissipated in an instant in the sword light. But when it reached the seventh piece, the sword momentum was not as good as before, just like the sword momentum of the torrent broke through the eighth petal, and finally the sword light disappeared, and with a "ding" sound, the tip of the peach wood magic sword and the ninth lotus petal collided together, whether it was peach wood or lotus flower, it was originally a five-element wood genus, but at this moment there was a sound of gold and iron fighting.

It seems to be plain and gentle, but only the two people involved know how powerful this soft and crisp sound is.

The sword momentum of the dust finally did not break the natal white lotus of the White Lotus Mother!

One breath, one blow of life and death. The sword light of the dust disappeared, and the golden light of the sword path between heaven and earth also disappeared without a trace, and heaven and earth were once again surrounded by a thick night.

Lichen's figure was revealed, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. At this time, it was already crumbling, but it was just fighting for the last remaining spiritual energy to protect itself from falling into the air and falling into a meat patty.

Of course, the Holy Mother of the White Lotus is not comfortable, but it is her natal White Lotus that has been cut by the dust. Now that the Ninth Rank White Lotus has been shattered by a sword light from the dust, the White Lotus Holy Mother not only let her natal magic weapon be seriously damaged, but her own law appearance has also been uncertain for a while, and she almost dissipated between heaven and earth. At this time, his face, which was as pale as dust, showed a little smug smile and said: "Motherless mother, vacuum hometown, Buddha Shakya goes, Maitreya Buddha is born." Dust friends, it seems that this seat has won! ”

Now that the dust is now, in the eyes of the White Lotus Holy Mother, it is already the end of the crossbow, as long as she stretches out her hand and gently pushes, she can beat this great enemy into the abyss of no return.

As long as the dust is gone, this heaven and earth are impassable, and who else in the world where the Heavenly Dao retreats can stop the White Lotus from blooming, and set up a vacuum hometown in this heaven and earth, Elysium?

"Taiyi Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Who said that the poor road lost? Standing in mid-air, the tiger's mouth was already cracking on his slightly trembling right hand, and the blood was flowing straight to the ground, staining the purple and dim peachwood magic sword in his hand.

No matter how big a cultivator's injury is, he will not let his own essence and blood flow out like this. After all, to the point where they reach the realm, every drop of blood is the essence of their own essence. If you are not able to heal yourself, where would this be?

"There is no mother, vacuum hometown, Buddha Shakya goes, Maitreya Buddha is born. The way of heaven is coming, and everything is irreversible. It is not easy for you to practice, so I ask for the last time, how about taking refuge? Our Lady of the White Lotus looked at the dust and asked with a smile.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Who said White Lotus Daoyou, you won! After answering with a miserable smile, before the White Lotus Holy Mother could react, she suddenly formed a seal with her hands and shouted with the last bit of strength in her body: "Heaven and earth yin and yang, all in one breath, sword, pro!" ”

It's another life-fighting sword path that ends up together, and it's another sword method that fights with life. The Peachwood Magic Sword, which was already languishing, suddenly burst out. After absorbing the blood of the dust essence, he was urged again by the dust with his natal Tianyuan. Immediately, the sword glowed red, carrying this densely beating colorless divine thunder and stabbing at the ninth lotus petal of the White Lotus Holy Mother.

"Boom!" The red light seemed to fill the heavens and the earth in an instant, illuminating the world in an instant. With the sound of "boom", the violent shock wave exploded in an instant. The nearby mountains were suddenly smashed into a huge sinkhole, and layers of air waves blew the surrounding trees to the roots. The earth shook violently, no less than a huge earth dragon turning over.

The natal white lotus of the Holy Mother of the White Lotus finally turned into starry light in the final desperate blow of the dust and dissipated without a trace. The Holy Mother of the White Lotus didn't even have time to act again, and the peachwood magic sword had already carried this colorless and invisible infinite divine thunder to pierce the White Lotus Holy Mother's chest.

The lightning flashed, and the appearance of the White Lotus Mother became colorless and transparent with the naked eye. Only then did Lichen gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head gently, and said, "It's still Poor Dao who won!" ”

The White Lotus Holy Mother's appearance was full of anger on the entire transparent face, and she opened her mouth to say something, but it was too late.

After all, the colorless and transparent law phase could not withstand the power of heaven and earth, and after the fatal blow of the Infinite Divine Thunder, it finally turned into a rain of light and dissipated between heaven and earth. As soon as his heart was relieved, he could no longer support the exhaustion of his spiritual energy, and fell straight from the sky.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! I didn't expect Poor Daodao to fall to death in the end! This was the last thought before the dust rushed into the clouds and fell, and then it was dark in front of him, and he could no longer support it and fell into the boundless darkness.