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When he ascended the throne, Daqian had already worked hard for several generations of emperors, and more than ten years of recuperation made the national strength unprecedentedly strong and the imperial court powerful. But at the same time, after Yin Zhen's death, the Great Zen Temple did not show its decline, but became more and more prosperous, just because a monk named Yin Lun was born.

This person grew up in the Great Zen Temple since childhood, born woody, can not speak, never out of the temple step, but at the age of ten years to cultivate into a ghost, was the abbot Yin Zhen monk shocked as a celestial, even did not dare to accept it as an apprentice, but on behalf of the teacher to accept the apprentice, as a senior brother to teach it, since then he has been the Great Zen Temple has high hopes.

And he did not disappoint the monks of the Great Zen Temple, and then twenty years, spent six thunder tribulations, an average of three years of tribulation speed, when the real shock of the ancient and the present, and after the death of the monk Yinzhen, provoked the great beam of the Great Zen Temple, with an invincible attitude, defeated more than ten people who came to challenge the lord of a party, and the prestige was unparalleled for a while.

Seeing that the Great Chan Temple is getting bigger and bigger, Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan has long been jealous, and he is determined to eradicate it, and even promised that after the Dream God Machine works together to eradicate the Great Chan Temple, he will share the incense of the world with the Taishang Sect!

In this battle, the imperial army surrounded the entire Great Zen Temple, Hong Xuanji fought Buddha Yinyue, Emperor Qiandi fought Yinhai, and the Dream God Machine contained Yinkong and many monks of the Great Zen Temple.

Bai Fan, on the other hand, volunteered to fight against the most outstanding disciple of the Great Zen Temple, Yin Lun, for hundreds of years.

"Vacuum Mudra!"

The Yinlun monk was less than forty years old, but he was born like an old monk, both his face and voice were extremely vicissitudes, and he was separated by a distance of hundreds of zhang, and with a wave of volley, a huge palm flew towards Bai Fan.

This is one of the most famous magical powers of the Great Zen Temple, the Vacuum Mahamudra!

As soon as this palm appeared, not only Bai Fan, but even other people within dozens of zhang near him seemed to feel a suffocating taste, and the space on all sides was frozen and tightened.

It's like being in a very small world.

At the same time, the whole world is still shrinking, and then shrinking the people in the world into nothingness, which is similar to how he used to rely on the spatial power of the Taiyu Tower to pinch people into blood balls with one palm.

Bai Fan looked at the Yinlun monk expressionlessly, and then waved out his palm, and saw that a four-sided crystal wall suddenly flashed in the void, surrounding the huge palm in the middle, and the two sides trembled, and finally died together, dissipating together.

When the monks on the battlefield saw this scene, they were all shocked.

The incomparably powerful Vacuum Mudra, which was cast in the hands of the Yin Wheel Venerable, was actually broken by this person with a wave of his hand! When did there be one more such master in the Great Qian Dynasty who could compete with the ghosts and immortals above the Six Tribulations?

In fact, not only the people of the Great Zen Temple, even if Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji saw it, they were shocked in their hearts, they thought that Bai Fan could barely support in front of the Yinlun monk for a moment at most, buying time for them, but they never thought that Bai Fan would be able to fight against him!

Among all of them, only the Oneiroi who fought alone against Yinkong and a thousand monks showed a thoughtful expression.

Yinkong's own cultivation is far inferior to the Dream God Machine, but what he cultivates is the Future Lifeless Sutra, which can gather the power of the faith of many monks into his own body, forming red, black, green, yellow, blue, blue, and purple seven halos behind his head, each of which can be turned into a god, summoned by the Yinkong monk, all of them have the cultivation of the four thunder tribulations, and each has a magical method, that is, the Dream God Machine, otherwise it will be difficult for the ordinary six tribulation ghosts and immortals to compete with it.

In the future, the Immortal Sutra gathers incense and incense countless believers, and the thoughts of fire belief are condensed into a body outside the body. And the Ancient Holy Emperor was also admired by the people of the world, and the Dharma Body of the Future Lifeless Sutra was cultivated according to this principle. And each god can be transformed into an imperial appearance like the breath of the ancient holy emperor, at this moment, the seven auras behind Yin Kong rotated, and the seven gods surrounded the Oneiroi machine and attacked fiercely, which was another key battle situation on the battlefield.

The body outside the body is the appearance of the emperor. Of course, this is a great rebellion, Yang Pan saw it, the chill in his eyes was even worse, and his determination to destroy the Great Zen Temple was as unshakable as a rock.

Moreover, it is not Yinkong who cultivates the Future Lifeless Sutra in the Great Zen Temple, and the Yin Wheel that fights against Bai Fan is actually the same skill of cultivation!

Seeing that Bai Fan's supernatural powers were superb, the essence of the Yin Wheel flashed in his eyes, and he settled down and began to fight with all his might! As the last hope of the Great Chan Temple, he will fight to the death no matter what, and win a glimmer of life for the sect.

"Doumu Yuanling, the dragon roars into the sky, the god of the Red Emperor, slash it with a sword!"

He pinched out a spell and didn't open his mouth, but the spell of vicissitudes sounded between heaven and earth.

Immediately, the outermost layer of red and brilliant aperture behind his head suddenly swelled violently, violently stretched outward, like a balloon, and between the booms, the hurricane air flow was squeezed out, and in an instant, this red and glamorous aperture turned into a statue wearing red clothes, wearing a red crown on his head, and wrapping many red ribbons around his waist, and his breath was like the incarnation of the ancient holy emperor true god admired by thousands of people, and it came violently.

This god saint emperor held a red sword with a divine light, with dragon pattern blood marks on it, and when the sword was swung, the sword turned into a sword hundreds of zhang long to cut the sky, cutting through the sky, and slashing at Bai Fan from top to bottom.

This sword god is majestic and murderous, Bai Fan saw it in his eyes, his expression suddenly became heavy, he crossed the giant sword and looked at the Yinlun monk, but he only saw the meaning of indifference to the vicissitudes of life, and sighed in his heart, and a huge Shenzhou Law appeared under his feet to carry him to the sky, and hit the giant sword directly.

Bang!

The two major phases of the law, the power of the supernatural power collided, and it was agitated, and the violent hurricane swept through the small half of the large Zen temple, countless roof tiles were lifted, and several incense burners in the distance were blown by the wind, and they actually collapsed! The copper and iron fragments of the incense burner were also blown into the sky, and then fell heavily and smashed to the ground, causing a dangerous meteorite rain on the battlefield.

The god of the Red Emperor was collided by the law of the boat of creation and collapsed, but the light behind the Yin Wheel flashed, and the god of the Red Emperor was born in the void again, and the power was still there, not weaker than Fang Cai, and it seemed to be immortal! And as soon as it appeared, he waved the sword without hesitation, this time as if there was a real dragon angry, the sound of the dragon's chant shook the sky, and the god of the Red Emperor threw the sword out, directly turning into a red real dragon, shaking his head and tail, rolling up the sky and clouds, and killing fiercely.

Seeing this, Bai Fan's brows furrowed, and his mind turned sharply in an instant, the power of the Future Lifeless Sutra was beyond his expectations, the power of faith really deserved to be one of the most powerful rapid forces, in just more than thirty years, less than forty years, it could achieve such great power! But what he hesitated in his heart was not this, but something else.

The next moment, just when the huge dragon claws of the real dragon were about to be in danger, Bai Fan drove the giant boat like a huge wave hit the body of the boat, and the law of the boat of creation directly moved dozens of zhang sideways, dodging it, at the same time, Bai Fan had a touch of ghostly light in his hand, pinching the Youming Jade Rune Divine Flash, and dozens of runes were connected into a line, like a black lightning, which directly hit the center of the Yin Wheel eyebrows with lightning speed.

He froze for a moment, then his eyes showed confusion, and in the next moment he regained his composure.

But this calm is not the calm of an untrained teenager, but the calm of returning to the basics after the vicissitudes of the storm, as if he experienced a cycle of life and death at that moment!

"Master, have you ever woken up?"

Bai Fan's voice was scorching, his eyes were burning, he didn't believe that Yin Lun's forty-year life could suppress Puzhi's memory for hundreds of years.

Yin Lun looked at Bai Fan, his eyes were still very indifferent, not the same as before.

Just when Bai Fan was stunned in his heart, thinking that the worst had happened, a voice came back and said:

"Donor, the poor monk Mengda Zen Temple for decades of kindness, the cause and effect has been deep, can not be repaid, so this battle must not be fought, if the donor can cut off the head of the poor monk, you can cut off the past of the wheel of the wheel, let the wisdom return, otherwise until this body decays, this life of the poor monk is just the wheel of the wheel! Moreover, the poor monks will never be soft in this battle, I hope the donor will understand! ”

At this time, the Yinlun monk folded his hands and bowed deeply to Bai Fan, the past and present, this life, this body, he chose the present!

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(To be continued.) )