As if the sky was cutting the sea, Yan Zhaoge tore the sea of white fireworks in front of him to the Bodhisattva Buddha's light.

"Previously, when he was in the Taixu realm, he combined the martial arts of the three Qing dynasties to create his own new lineage, and there are traces to follow, and the source can be vaguely seen. Under the Central Suo Po Floating Massacre, Lu Jian Daojun saw Yan Zhaoge make a move, and his brows furrowed: "Now, I can't see many clues......

Yan Zhao Ge parted the light flames in the sky, stretched out one hand, and stood with two fingers in the middle of the food like a sword, stabbing towards the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva gave birth to a lotus under his feet, holding him up and retreating to avoid it.

But Yan Zhao Ge's speed was faster, although the general trend was at the feet of the Bodhisattva, and the lotus moved the void step by step, he still saw Yan Zhao Ge's fingertip sword, getting closer and closer to him.

The general trend is so helpless that the Bodhisattva clasps his palms together and condenses the immeasurable light Dharma body.

Endless brilliance spreads in all directions, and then it all shrinks to one point.

In front of the Bodhisattva's Dharma body, the white light condensed into a nine-petal lotus platform.

This lotus platform flew forward leisurely, facing Yan Zhao Ge's fingertip sword.

In the Demon Realm Void, all the places where the lotus platform passed were burned through, forming a hollow path.

The immeasurable brilliance is highly condensed and compressed, forming an unimaginable high temperature, which is better than the blazing flame.

The light repels and destroys everything encountered by the dissolution, and the nine-petal lotus platform is on the offensive, both offensive and defensive, and the power is terrifying, facing Yan Zhao Ge's sword.

Compared with this nine-petal lotus platform, Yan Zhaoge's sword was like a candle in the wind, imperceptible.

But when the two sides collided together, the seemingly faint sword light directly pierced the nine-petal lotus platform!

The pierced lotus platform was no longer stable, and the immeasurable brilliance of the condensation could not continue to gather, and began to spread around.

The brilliance shines in all directions again, but it loses its previous artistic conception of infinity and infinity, and when it disperses a little, it becomes less.

As the nine-petal lotus platform shattered, the light quickly dimmed.

And the seemingly ordinary sword rays stretched like flames, continuing to stab at the general trend to the Bodhisattva.

"My Buddha is compassionate. The ancient Buddha on the lamp looked at the sea of blood below, which was on the verge of exhaustion, but there was still a remaining sea of blood, sighed loudly, shouted the Buddha's horn, and once again sacrificed eighteen Dinghai pearls, and smashed them towards Yan Zhao Ge, intending to encircle Wei to save Zhao, attack the enemy and save it, and help the general trend to the Bodhisattva to relieve the siege.

The five-colored rays on the Dinghai pearl shine, dazzling people's eyes, and the soul of the town.

Yan Zhao Ge looked at the sky and blew three breaths, and the three clear qi walked above his head, like a sea of clouds.

The five-colored mangs of Dinghaizhu were covered by the clear air, and they suddenly couldn't shine on Yan Zhaoge.

The jewel that was as heavy as the heavens fell down, and it was smashed on the top of Yan Zhaoge's head.

Yan Zhao Ge turned a blind eye to this powerful and powerful treasure that had killed many top powers.

The sword flashed at his fingertips, and after piercing the nine-petal lotus platform, he took out another sword and continued to move forward.

The Great Momentum Bodhisattva wanted to dodge, but the invincible sword still pierced his forehead.

The golden body of the Buddha, which radiates bright brilliance, is like a deflated ball.

Yan Zhao singer pointed back and retracted, and the general trend was that the wisps of light on the wound on the Bodhisattva's forehead kept sprinkling from it.

The action of drawing the sword seems to be draining the breath of the Bodhisattva's life.

At the same time, Ding Haizhu smashed into the sky above Yan Zhaoge's head.

Seeing that Yan Zhao Ge seemed to be unable to dodge, but his Mud Pill Palace opened at this time, and another white gas rushed into the sky.

Excited by this white qi, Yan Zhaoge's head was full of three clear qis, and the three clears were one qi.

This Qi changed rapidly, forming a canopy that covered Yan Zhaoge's head.

On the top of the canopy, there are many wonderful images, layer after layer, like a pagoda.

The bottom is chaotic, vague, indescribable, as if there is still nothing, as if Hongmeng is not divided.

The upper Hongmeng opened up, the universe began, the chaotic earth, water, fire and wind flowed everywhere, and the innate scene was turbulent.

To the innate five virtues are revealed, the earth, water, fire and wind are reset, the heavens and the earth are opened, Taiji divides yin and yang, and the creation is at the beginning.

Later, the flood changed, all living beings were born, and thousands of scenes in the world were presented one by one.

Layer after layer, upward, many wonderful images are superimposed.

In the end, creation ends, all things perish, and everything is gone.

An indescribable and indescribable point stands on the top of the canopy, looming, like a jewel.

But that is not the end, but it is like a new beginning, the evolution of another Hongmeng opening-up, creating changes.

From this, the cycle is endless, and the wonders are endless.

At the edge of the canopy, there is also endless fresh air, like a silk ribbon, hanging down one after another.

As if the heavens were falling, the domineering Dinghaizhu fell on the canopy above Yan Zhaoge's head, but there was no sound at once.

The universe shrank, restoring to the appearance of a colorful orb, as if it had fallen on a plate, and was steadily held up by Yan Zhaoge's canopy.

Seeing this, Feng Yunsheng, Peacock Daming King, Yang Jian, and Suo Mingzhang all burst into dazzling looks in their eyes.

Lu Zhuan Daojun, Nezha and others showed a look of horror on their faces.

The ancient Buddha who faced Yan Zhaoge's edge felt even stronger, and the monstrous waves set off in the heart of the Lingtai, which was difficult to calm down.

As soon as he saw the canopy on the top of Yan Zhaoge's head, he lit the lamp and the ancient Buddha screamed in his heart.

He hurriedly tried to recover Dinghaizhu.

As a result, the beads that fell on the canopy shook and shook, but it was difficult to get out of the canopy, as if they were glued to it.

No matter how hard the ancient Buddha tried on the lamp, how those Dinghai beads struggled on the canopy, they could never fly.

"The number of lives is so ......," the ancient Buddha looked up to the sky and sighed.

Dinghai Zhu, which is sucked by the canopy, can only be abandoned.

This was originally a treasure of the great Zhao Gongming of the Shangqing Dynasty, and later fell into the hands of the ancient Buddha on the lamp for more than an era, and now it has finally returned to the hands of the Taoist heirs.

The ancient Buddha who lit the lamp not only gave up the pearl of the sea, but also left the abyss above the abyss of the sea of blood and avoided it in the distance.

After a long period of hard planning, the Western Pure Land of Bliss finally chose to give up.

Otherwise, without waiting for the ancient Buddha to be completed, all the Buddhas of the Pure Land, including himself, will all pass away here today!

Because he saw Yan Zhao Ge's first appearance in Daluo, and his own success was in front of him, he lit the lamp on the ancient Buddha and a group of Buddhist Venerables with greed, hatred, and ignorance, and faced Yan Zhao Ge head-on.

However, it turns out that luck is not a problem.

Yan Zhaoge traveled all the way, invincible, and swept the Buddhas of the Pure Land!

The ancient Buddha and others on the lamp were woken up, and they immediately made a decision and retreated.

Yan Zhao Ge walked above the sea of blood step by step, and looked down at the countless "swastika" character patterns that appeared on the large array of blood sea below.

He swept his palm downward, and the pure gold was clear, and the pure glass Buddha seal runes faded together.

"Yan Shi's major is shocking, and I admire it. The ancient Buddha sighed: "It's just that you are now the first to ascend to Daluo, although your strength is strong, you are still far from the Dao realm, and you are taking an unprecedented road.