Chapter 112: Eighteen Arhats Subdue Demons Together
In the battlefield, Zhang Daoyi observed the vision of the ten Buddha coffins, at this time, the Buddha light on the Buddha coffin covered the sky and there was a faint Sanskrit chanting sound echoing, under this amazing vision is a powerful aura awakening. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
There was a flash of divine light in his eyes, and at this moment, he saw through the vision of the appearance of the Buddha coffin with a supreme spirit, and saw the situation inside.
"The so-called self-sealing method of Buddhism should be to seal the physical body and the Dao fetus on the basis of the divine array, and then with the help of the Nirvana method of the Buddha's Dao, so that one's consciousness can be kept in a state of immortality, non-coming and going, and only in this way can oneself be immortal!"
"But the divine array also has its limit, it is impossible to endlessly suppress it, with the passage of time, the vitality of these self-styled Buddhist masters is also constantly passing, if it is another thousand years, these self-styled old monks will automatically perish!"
In the void, Zhang Daoyi's mind turned, and with his current wisdom, he quickly figured out the key to the self-styled method of Buddhism.
"And this method of suppressing the fetus also has a lot of damage to the Dao fetus and the body, although these self-styled old monks are still strong now, and their combat power is not weaker than before their deaths, but the body and the Dao fetus have long been full of holes, and they can't live for a day after the unsealing."
"Boom! Bang! Rumble......"
A huge explosion came like thunder on the ground, and in the eyes of everyone, ten Buddha coffins exploded, and among the sawdust, ten thin old monks in big red robes appeared in front of everyone.
The torsos of these old monks were deflated, like a piece of rotten wood, without the slightest vitality, only the dazzling divine light in their eyes made people know their horror.
"Amitabha!"
"Poor monk Yuanjue, I have seen all the ancestors!" Monk Yuanjue took a step forward and bowed.
"Yuanjue, what are you waking us up about?" A wizened old monk spoke, his voice hoarse, like the sound of two pieces of wood rubbing against each other.
"There is a demon in this troubled world, if you want to subvert this heaven and earth, I implore you to take action to subdue the demons!" Monk Yuanjue said in a deep voice.
"Good!" Ten emaciated old monks spoke at the same time.
"That old monk seems to be a master of Buddhism 2,700 years ago, the Dharma name is Shenxiu, I have seen his portrait!" Someone spoke in the distance.
"And that, that is the master of Buddhism 3,300 years ago, when the people of the rivers and lakes called Mang King Kong, it is rumored that he is the first master of Buddhism to cultivate the six golden bodies to the great perfection, if the body has not lost to the Buddha, many people thought that he could attain the holy way, but unfortunately he was stuck in the supreme master, cultivation is rare to advance, I didn't expect him to use the self-styled method!" Someone else recognized the other masters and opened their mouths in shock.
"And that monk......"
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"Today, Yang Guang is dead, eighteen supreme grandmasters join forces, even if there is a saint who comes into the world, it will not please him, not to mention him, it's a pity that he is such a stunning and gorgeous person!" Someone sighed, a little regretful.
No matter what Yang Guang's personality is, in terms of talent and talent, it is estimated that no one can stand out.
"These old monks are just surviving now, and now their life source is constantly burning, at this rate, I'm afraid they won't survive tonight!" Zhang Daoyi shook his head in the void, the consequences of this method were even stronger than he expected.
If he didn't guess wrong, these old monks had at least a year or so of longevity before they were self-proclaimed, and now in order to keep themselves as a foundation, a year has become a day, and only they know in their hearts whether it is worth it or not.
"Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Array!"
In the battlefield, Monk Yuanjue and others rushed towards Yang Guang again, and eighteen monks lined up on one side and surrounded Yang Guang.
The scorching Buddha light erupted from their bodies, turning into a Buddha fire like golden glass, intending to refine Yang Guang.
The eighteen supreme grandmasters joined forces to form a formation, each other's breath and spirit were connected, and the terrifying momentum seemed to be about to freeze the space, and the monstrous killing intent turned this time into a Shura field.
If an ordinary Supreme Grand Master entered the formation, he would probably lose the courage to make a move, and he would be defeated in an instant.
However, Yang Guang was completely unaffected by the momentum and killing intent of these eighteen monks after joining forces, and the state of mind of the Holy Realm was not something that the Supreme Grandmaster could easily shake.
In the Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Array, Yang Guang suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his black hair danced wildly behind him, and his endless battle intent rushed straight to Xiao Han.
The Buddha fire that originally surrounded him was forced away by the demonic qi that erupted from his body, and his Buddha Dao fetus directly turned into a streamer of light and drilled into his body.
"The eighth tribulation of the Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Demons, return to one calamity!"
For a moment, Yang Guang's body swelled, completely stretching out his wide imperial robe, and the half-black and half-gold mark on his forehead also turned into a strange purple at this moment.
Yang Guang forcibly fused the power of Buddha and Demon with the power of the One Tribulation, and achieved a short-term integration of Buddha and Demon.
In the void, Yang Guang slowly drew his sword.
One-inch, two-inch, three-inch......
Every inch of Yang Guang's momentum will be raised a lot, affected by Yang Guang's terrifying momentum, a sense of depression suddenly appeared in the hearts of the Yuanjue monk and others, in their mental induction, Yang Guang at this time is like an evil dragon with teeth and claws, and will devour them at any time.
"Slash!"
Yang Guang shouted violently, and the magic knife in his hand suddenly slashed out, the blade was sharp and shining with cold light, drawing a round and beautiful arc in the void.
A purple sword light flew out of the magic knife in his hand, and the sword light was as clear as the finest amethyst, reflecting the enchanting halo.
"What a beautiful knife!" In the distance, there were people watching the battle who admired and were impressed by Yang Guang's sword.
The sword light flew out, and suddenly divided into eight in the void to make eight sword rays, each of which had a different taste, such as wind, fire, water, sky, and earth......
Then the eight sword rays suddenly turned, conforming to the Yang Yang and reversing the five elements, directly turning into sixty-four ......
Constantly deriving, but in an instant, a sword light turned into countless blades, and the sword light covered this world like a sea.
"How can this knife have a bit of the smell of my Eight Extremes Seal?" On the battlefield, Zhang Daoyi saw this beautiful knife cut by Yang Guang, and a thought flashed in his heart.
Although Yang Guang uses the knife method, but the kind of chaos to derive the eight phases, and then the eight phases of the infinite number of ways is very similar to the eight pole seal, the eight pole seal can be eight phases of infinity and eight phases can be unified into chaos, but Yang Guang's knife is only the eight phases as the excess, to one into infinity, although the process is different, but the essence of the essence is the same.
"He's already incorporated the Eight Extremes Seal into his sword, and this kind of wisdom is terrifying!" Zhang Daoyi sighed secretly in his heart, Yang Guang's wisdom was beyond his expectations.