Chapter 779: Cultivating to a terrifying Buddha

At this moment, all the living beings in the Ten Nations Continent heard the muffled thunder faintly coming from the heavenly firmament, and they were all terrified, and their souls were trembling.

The strong people who cultivated above the Martial Saint looked up at the Heavenly Dome, their eyes were strange, and they felt as if the Heavenly Dao was angry!

What's up?

Can make Heavenly Dao angry?

"Energy fluctuations from the Western Continent!"

A hidden half-step martial arts powerhouse, sensing the distant battle fluctuations, thought in his heart, his eyes glowed, looking at the nine skies, flashing with a rich fighting spirit.

"The Heavenly Dao has returned, and the spirit is scattered, the catastrophe is coming, and the opportunity to break through the martial sages is here!

The last group of hidden powerhouses thought in their hearts, and an infinite fighting spirit spread in their hearts.

What are they doing in seclusion?

It's not about staying away from the red dust and waiting for a breakthrough.

Now, they see an opportunity and feel that the time has come!

"I am the will of heaven!"

"Heavenly Dao, you don't want to interfere!"

Seeing that it was inevitable, Emperor Xia roared, his eyes flashed with anger, and he pulled out the sword of the Son of Heaven, a momentum that dominated the world and ruled the times, filling the Western Continent.

His figure disappeared directly, shattering the void and leaving!

"Buzz ......"

But the power of the Heavenly Tribulation has not diminished, and at a speed that the eyes cannot detect, it struck towards a certain void, and the purple lightning was particularly dazzling in the shattered and pitch-black void.

But under this light, it is an unrivaled force!

If someone breaks in, even if it is a half-step martial arts powerhouse, it will be chopped to ashes.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, a blood-colored ray of light streaked across the sky.

The figure of Emperor Xia appeared, he held the sword in his right hand, and in the shocked eyes of many people, he struck towards the sky.

Suddenly, the fishy wind of the Western Continent blew, and the immeasurable calamity steamed, enveloping the heavens and the earth, covering all living beings.

"Extinguish!"

With a roar, the Heavenly Tribulation, which was enough to destroy all things, was actually shattered by a sword, turning into countless points of light and dissipating the universe.

"Poof!"

After Emperor Xia smashed the Heavenly Tribulation, he also suffered heavy losses, spurting out a mouthful of blood and retreating hundreds of miles, his hair standing on end, green smoke, and dark skin.

A few drops of blood, flowing from the corners of his mouth, exploded one after another, and endless blood flowed all over the sky, wetting the earth.

"Tribulation, but that's it!"

Emperor Xia withdrew the Son of Heaven Sword, faced the sky, said coldly, and then looked at the Sacred Heart and the Holy Ruins.

"Boom!"

The two heavenly tribulations fell, and the heavenly power shook hundreds of millions of miles.

"Ten Thousand Miles of Buddha!"

The galloping figure of the Sacred Heart suddenly stopped, mobilizing all the strength of his body, preparing to shake the Heavenly Tribulation.

The whole sky, as if it was stretched, stretched for thousands of miles, countless Buddha shadows, standing in the sky, hands folded, the Buddha language passed down, turned into Sanskrit, hit in the heavenly calamity.

Every Sanskrit text, the power it emits is not weaker than the Martial Saint attack!

Gradually, the dragon's waist-thick Heavenly Tribulation, under the attack of Sanskrit, became weaker and weaker, becoming the thickness of a tree, the thickness of a chopstick, and the thickness of a strand of hair.

Eventually, the Tribulation vanished completely just as it was about to fall on the top of the Sacred Heart.

"One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, one word and one life and death, death Buddha and demon!"

On the other side, the holy ruins let out a long roar and launched an attack.

His attack method is really weird, emitting a peaceful Buddha light, covered by pitch-black magic light, like the dawn is shrouded in the night, a thousand Buddha shadows, full of heaven and earth.

The Buddha shadow slowly opened his eyes, very clear, without a trace of magazines, diametrically opposed to the magic light he emitted, like the bright moon in the nine heavens, bright and flawless.

In these eyes, there is a world, a secluded hell, hundreds of millions of ghosts, the Nine Heavens Holy Court, razed to the ground by ghosts, and hundreds of millions of living beings died tragically.

Just when the world was about to be destroyed, a Buddha light tore through the demonic qi in the sky, with an extremely powerful purification power, intertwined with hundreds of millions of ghosts.

Heaven and earth are turned upside down, day and night cannot be distinguished, all souls wither, and Buddhas are born and ghosts are destroyed!

This glance......

It becomes a reality and bursts out with infinite power.

Rumble!

The two Buddha's rays of light pierced the heavens and the earth, the terrifying aftermath, shrouded hundreds of millions of miles, and suddenly all things were afraid of destruction, and the western continent trembled, stirring thousands of waves, swept around, getting stronger and stronger, with an indomitable might, from ten zhang to a hundred zhang, from a hundred zhang to a thousand zhang, from a thousand zhang to thousands of zhang.

Countless small islands were swallowed up by huge waves and turned into nothing.

This is a disaster for the creatures living on the island, except for the extremely powerful warriors, the rest are buried at the bottom of the sea.

The power of tearing through the ocean, countless sea creatures died, and blood stained the sea red.

The most unfortunate thing is the Sea Clan stationed below the Western Continent, hundreds of thousands of Sea Clan elites, who were swept up by the continental plate and torn into countless pieces, and none of them survived.

Even far away from Hanshan Temple, Bailu Temple, located in the middle of the Western Continent, was also affected, and many buildings collapsed.

Fortunately, the Buddha and martial arts in the Western Continent are resting together, and the people who live there are all cultivating their bodies, unlike the Eastern Continent, which are all ordinary mortals, and there are not too many casualties.

It can be said that one-fifth of the territory of the Ten Nations Continent has been seriously affected because of these three heavenly tribulations.

All beings tremble, and the sky trembles!

"It's a bit of a commotion!"

Three-inch mountain, the Buddha whispered softly.

Miraculously, as he spoke, a magical energy swept through the Eight Desolations, with him as the center, and all the vibrations actually disappeared in an instant.

In a few breaths, the Western Continent will return to stability!

After more than ten breaths, the waters around the West Continent are calm!

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha groaned softly, walked into the three-inch mountain, one step and a hundred miles, and came out of the dust.

"It's his breath, it seems to be coming from that direction......"

Xia Juecang stood on a mountain, looked in a certain direction, and his figure flickered and disappeared.

In this direction, it is to go to Sancun Mountain!

............

And in the Southern Continent, hundreds of millions of miles away, three spirit boats sailed out of Yanhuang City and flew towards the Eastern Continent, with light and shadow, which was elusive to the naked eye.

"Congratulations to the Emperor!"

Wei Zheng, Shang Chang, the Xingtian Patriarch, the Ten Thousand Demon Patriarch, and the Three Ancestors Patriarch knelt on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Behind them, a majestic city, the palaces are numerous, as many as a million, the golden glazed tiles, beautiful, blended into the strange scenery of the southern continent, it looks unique, dazzling.

Yanhuang City, the Tang Dynasty Imperial Kingdom accompanies the capital!

In the spirit boat, Li Tang and the sloppy old Taoist and others discussed the world pattern for a while, and then ran to the secret room with a smile on their faces.

"System, get the task quickly!"

Li Tang's heart sank into the dantian and hurriedly said.

Thinking of the last time he set up the dungeon, the six reincarnation shrines rewarded by the system, and the Santu River, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Ding, host, as the emperor, you must have the quality of swallowing mountains and rivers, not being alarmed, and not messing up, how can you ......?"

Maybe it was because he was happy to get luck, and the system took the initiative to say a few words, which made Li Tang roll his eyes for a while.

After talking for a while, when the system found that Li Tang's face was full of impatience, he said unsatisfactorily: "Ding, congratulations to the host......"

(End of chapter)