The ten-meter-sized Golden Light Buddha Realm seemed to have been suppressed to the limit.

It is clearly visible that the rich golden light inside is rolling and flowing, like a tidal wave, surging endlessly.

They tried their best to resist the cold snap of the outside world, and when they collided with each other, they made a continuous crackling sound, as if they were playing a tragic music.

It seems that the power of Muroyao is a little greater.

More and more cold currents began to agitate, entwining towards those golden lights, those notes, binding them tightly.

Strangely, these notes of light were not extinguished, and when enveloped in the cold current, they seemed to freeze and were suspended in mid-air.

The cold snap grew stronger and stronger, eventually turning into pieces of sparkling blue ice crystals. Inside the ice crystals, there are solidified golden lights, and the golden light is constantly refracted between the prismatic mirrors of the ice realm, and the reflected light is bright and demonic.

Dingzhi's brows suddenly moved, and his expression became more solemn**.

The golden Buddha, which had disappeared from the beginning, flashed out again, but this time it was not between his hands, but inlaid in the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly.

The small golden Buddha opened his mouth to speak.

Suddenly, golden runes flew out of his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, the sky was full of golden scripture characters, they were quickly arranged, combined, and unexpectedly converged into a strange scripture barrier step by step, between heaven and earth.

Those cold currents, those ice crystals, as soon as they encountered these runes, they quickly melted as if they had encountered blazing flames.

Buddha

Zen Sanskrit singing, endlessly.

Dingzhi opened his mouth and drank softly, and countless scriptures were suddenly blown to all corners like leaves swept by the wind.

And immediately after.

All the runes burst in an instant, turning into countless golden rays of light like rainstorm pear blossoms, sweeping across every inch of space.

The ice crystals, cold currents, and waves floating in mid-air were swept away by the dense golden light, and suddenly there was a crackling explosion, which shattered into a puff of ice chips and dissipated completely.

Lost the shackles of the cold snap.

The big Buddha, which was already full of holes, suddenly flashed with golden light, and it was restored to its original state again.

He continued to speak.

The continuous sound of Buddha sang from his mouth, with the tranquility and serenity unique to meditation, resounding in every corner of the ice world, making people intoxicated without helping themselves.

"Humph!"

The all-round blow even included a few people in the pastoral world.

Looking at the fluttering golden light coming towards him, Gao Yang snorted coldly and stepped forward.

With a flash of light, the celestial realm of the stars opened widely.

Countless silver rays of light suddenly erupted, turning into a thick barrier that enveloped several people.

Those golden lights bloomed endlessly, blasting the light of the stars to pieces. But the stars are not extinguished, the light is endless, and the next life is extinguished, and it is hard to resist this wave of attacks.

"Huh?"

Dingzhi sighed imperceptibly, and couldn't help but glance at Gao Yang in surprise.

He also admired Gao Yang before, he had already comprehended the realm at a young age, and walked out of his own avenue, and his future was absolutely limitless.

To know.

The Hanging Temple is one of the nine imperial dynasties in the cultivator world, and it has been inherited for endless years. But even so, the younger generation comprehends the existence of the realm, and they can count it on one hand.

If it weren't for the fact that it was really not the right time, he would have wanted to persuade him to take this young man into his door.

However, this admiration only lasted for a moment.

The other party actually came together with the maid, obviously he was already an enemy, and for the enemy, he would never release water.

In his eyes, Gao Yang's Star Celestial Realm was fragile and shoddy, and it was not vulnerable at all.

A hundred years ago, he had completely cultivated into the Golden Light Buddha Realm, and after a hundred years of refining, he fused his own supernatural powers and magic weapons with it, almost perfect, reaching an extreme.

It is true that he has no real power in the sect, but it is precisely because of this that he has enough time and energy to dedicate himself to cultivation.

In the entire Hanging Zen Temple, if he is ranked second in terms of strength cultivation, he is enough to enter the top ten, and it may not be tenth!

This is also the reason why the head of the sect knew that he had no experience, but still personally ordered him to come to the sea of clouds.

"Whew!"

My heart moved slightly.

The air suddenly stirred, as if there was an invisible hand, squeezing fiercely in the air. Suddenly, countless golden rays of light turned into a huge whirlpool and appeared in front of Gao Yang.

The endless golden light, endless, swept towards the stars and heavens.

"Click!"

The incomparable power of the rage swept in, and in just an instant, a big hole opened in the Star Celestial Realm.

Gao Yang's face changed suddenly, but before he could react, an even more terrifying golden light roared in, directly smashing the Star Heavenly Realm.

Gao Yang's figure flickered, and he involuntarily took two steps back, and a wisp of blood snaked down the corner of his mouth.

"That's amazing!"

Forcibly swallowing the blood in his mouth, Gao Yang raised his head and looked ahead, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. But in the shock, there is a touch of undisguised heat.

"What a good embryo"

"It's just a pity!"

Dingzhi couldn't help but praise again.

Such a strong will, especially in awe and fear of great power, is extremely rare. But praise is praise, and his subordinates did not spare any hands.

"I'll come. ”

Yun Tianshan stepped forward and took Gao Yang's place.

The palm of his hand gently stroked the flying sword at his waist, trembling slightly, and moving forward a little.

"Whew!"

The Liuyun Sword roared softly and disappeared in the air.

Countless blood-red rose petals dotted with silver light quickly bloomed, filling a radius of ten meters in an instant.

The petals rotate, faster and faster, and the colors become more and more vivid.

From a distance, it looked as if countless machetes were entangled with each other, forming a huge blood-red grinding disc.

In the blink of an eye, all the golden light was swallowed up by the grinding disc.

"What kind of disciple is that sect?"

The surprise in Dingzhi's heart was even greater: "Could it be that it is also from a certain dynasty?"

He had a leisurely demeanor, and even had the leisure to point fingers at a few people in the pastoral world, but Mu Yao's face was very ugly.

Up to now, the strength of the two sides has become very obvious.

She had already done her best just to resist the other party's attack, and she was determined to have the leisure to clean up a few people in the pastoral world and make a judgment.

There is no doubt that the Virtuoso clan is indeed in the ancient lineage, and they do have divine power in cultivation. But it's a pity that the tribe that has lost its totem, after tens of thousands of years of hardship, has unknowingly degraded too much.

This kind of degradation, in the face of the top-level sect such as the Hanging Zen Temple, the realization is more and more obvious.

As she herself said, if it weren't for the fact that this was the Illusory Mist Ice Realm, their territory, I am afraid she would have lost a long time ago!

"Can't lose, absolutely can't lose!"

However, Muroyao is still resisting.

Once defeated here, the entire Virgo clan will definitely face extinction.

They have been hiding in the depths of the sea of clouds for endless years, and they finally welcomed back to the totem, and they are about to regain their vitality again, how can they be destroyed like this?

Mu Yao felt that he had never been more determined.

Her eyes became more and more crystal clear, as if all impurities had been removed, and they were as bright as stars.

"Whew!"

A deep blue air stream rises from under the feet of Muroyao.

She closed her eyes.

Raise your arms high and reach out into the void above you.

The light of the ten fingertips, desperately growing, like a root system, burrowed into the endless darkness.

"Boom!"

The entire Phantom Mist Ice Realm, as if stimulated, suddenly began to vibrate.

The tremors became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it was like the end of the world, and the entire sea of clouds began to boil.

Dingzhi's face finally changed.

He never expected that the other party would suddenly start to fight hard.

The determination of Mu Yao to leave no room for a trace of fluctuation appeared in the heart of the determination.

This fluctuation is an extremely fatal flaw.

And at this very moment,

Mu Yao suddenly opened her eyes, and a glittering blue light flashed in her pupils.

The light silk in her hand, the armor on her body, the star rings around her, and the power in her body!

Without a hint of warning, it suddenly cracked inch by inch.

As far as the eye can see.

Everywhere there was a blinding light, everywhere there was boiling divine power.

They are like air, filling every inch of the void, endlessly.

There is a deep wariness in Dingzhi's eyes!

The spiritual power in the body frantically poured into the golden Buddha in the center of the eyebrows.

"Buddha"

With every chanting, the big Buddha behind him is a little richer, and the golden light Buddha realm is also more brilliant.

He also began to fight hard!

"Bang!"

However, it was still a little late.

Those blue rays, like a boiling ocean, poured down with incomparable madness and determination.

The huge golden Buddha bore the brunt.

His entire body, wrapped up in a rapid cold mist, turned into an ice sculpture little by little, until it turned completely blue.

"Poof!"

Dingzhi's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Raising his head, he looked at the almost shattered room in the distance, and a touch of determination appeared on his face.

"I'm going to fight too!"

Shout.

All the spiritual power in his body was frantically drumming, and the supreme cultivation of the Dao realm exploded at this moment.

"Boom!"

The Golden Buddha behind him, the entire Golden Light Buddha Realm, and even the little Buddha in the center of his eyebrows, everything was shattered.

And with it.

A flame rose up with a roar, turning into a sea of fire and levitating above his head.

"Three thousand karmic fires!"

"Burn all your sins!"

With a cold drink, he put his hands together and gently pushed forward.

His movements were slow, slow, slow, so that anyone could see clearly.

However, it was this slow motion, like a turtle crawling, that shocked everyone in an instant.

Above his head, the sea of fire trembled suddenly as his hands pushed out.

Then, the sea of fire burst out, and in an instant, it rose against the storm, enveloping the entire ice crystal.

Cold!

Utterly cold!

Cold.

Endless coldness.

This flame was extremely strange, not only did it not have the slightest temperature, but it was even more cold, turning the already frosty ice crystals into a frozen hell in an instant.

Clearly visible.

Everything melts quickly.

Yes, it is ablation.

Everything that was tainted by the karmic fire disappeared quickly, leaving not even the slightest trace, as if it had never appeared.

It's terrifying, and it's so weird, it's terrifying and desperate.

"Three thousand karmic fires. ”

"This bald donkey is really not an ordinary bald donkey. ”

The pastor's eyes were small, staring closely at the strange flames that were constantly flowing in front of him.

Of course he knows about karma.

The fire of karma, also known as the fire of sin, is one of the famous yin fires.

Although the essence fire of the sun is called the source of all fires, it is actually the source of yang fire, and karmic fire is the ultimate of yin fire.

But!

So what?

It doesn't matter if it's yin fire or karmic fire.

In the eyes of the pastoral world, it's all fire!

And playing with fire, who could be better at it than him?!