(Chapter II.) There is a third chapter before twelve o'clock!) Chapter 868 The Qiankun Mountains and Rivers are full of Buddha's light, the Brahma is singing, and the ancient Buddha hangs in the night sky, with a peaceful face, a charm and compassion, his hands are folded, there is an ancient Buddha rhythm flowing, and the grand breath envelops the heavens and the earth, giving people an indescribable serenity, as if they are in it, there is no danger, they can get all the blessings, and there is no shackles of the soul.

Xuanyuan's expression was calm, sitting cross-legged in the air, looking up at the bright stars, the new moon was picturesque, he smiled like an ancient Buddha, and faced the attack of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', and his momentum was unabated.

Xuanyuan gently shook his hand, boundless Buddhism operated, only to see a vision manifestation, that ancient Buddha in the world of penance, suffering in the red dust, in the suffering of sentient beings, they sacrifice their lives to take righteousness, cut meat to feed the eagle, cross all evil thoughts, lead people to good, their great perseverance, big will, far beyond the reach of people.

Many people are infected by Xuanyuan's magical powers, and want to take refuge in Buddhism, sit cross-legged, carefully experience Xuanyuan's magical powers, and find inner resonance.

Peng Fei, who was on the side, twitched the corners of his eyes, and his heart was in disbelief, screaming non-stop:

"Damn, this kid is really loaded, this kind of Buddhism magic means is definitely at the level of supreme Taoism, where did this kid come from to cultivate such terrifying Buddhist powers, oh, by the way, 'Devouring Emperor', he will definitely stay, alas, 'Ten Thousand Transformation Body' is really perverted and boundless, I didn't expect this kid to be able to cultivate Buddhism's magical powers to such a point, Dao Ye I am blind, if I had been replaced, I would have been exposed, this 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' is really annoying, look at this Dao Ye to find an opportunity, put you' The ancestral graves of the Purple Mansion Immortal Sect have been dug up, Xuanyuan boy, you have to win, if you die, they will find this Dao Master!"

Looking at this scene, Jiang Yan frowned and wondered, Xuanyuan's supernatural powers were very unexpected to her, originally she had always felt that Xuanyuan could not be like a Buddha Emperor inheritor of the 'Great Leiyin Temple', but now that there is a treasure of Buddhism, and she has cultivated such exquisite magical powers, Jiang Yan felt that she had made a mistake in her judgment for the first time, which made her a little stunned.

Qu Zhi's expression was very cold, looking at the scene in front of him, he sneered again and again, quite a bit of schadenfreude, and he thought in his heart:

"I didn't expect this Xuanyuan to get the inheritance of the Buddha Emperor, the strength of the 'Great Leiyin Temple' is not trivial, it is right to let the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' make a move, if he really kills Su Xuan, even if the 'Great Leiyin Temple' wants to retaliate, the Xizhou Daomen side will not watch." The Purple Mansion Immortal Sect was attacked by it, which will cause a dispute between the Buddha and the Dao, and let them live to the death when the time comes, consuming their strength, otherwise, let the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism in Xizhou continue to develop like this, and it will be a great threat to us in the future, I am afraid that for the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', the Tianjiao strong man who can kill the Buddha Gate will only be good for him, not beneficial, otherwise, how could he agree without the slightest hesitation?"

Qu Zhi was quite satisfied with his calculations, and saw that in the sky, the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' 'held the moon' with both hands, plucking on the strings, and in an instant, it seemed that the time of the entire space was disrupted. The gossip diagram on the 'hugging the moon' rotates, the Taiji diagram operates, the ancient rhyme moves in unison, the sound of the Zhengzheng avenue killing is endless, and its sound is sometimes deafening like the thunder of the sky, like the rolling and roaring of the earth's fire, like the roar of the landslide and the cracking, like the flood and tsunami agitation, the power of all kinds of avenues, derived to be extremely real, extremely terrifying, such as the catastrophe of the destruction of the world, manifested in front of the world.

"What's going on, why has even this piece of heaven and earth changed, the liliang of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' is so terrifying. ”

"yes, no, I'm going to retreat, I feel like my body is about to break. ”

"That's right, don't stay here for a long time, this kind of hierarchical battle will implicate us. ”

In the primeval times, natural disasters continued, the human race was afraid in the thunder, fled in the fire of the earth, shattered in the landslide and cracked the ground, wailed in the flood and tsunami, many pains, the vast heavenly might, people were irresistible, these heavenly sounds were like the most powerful weapons to break into the four directions, penetrating to the sea of consciousness of everyone, those who were originally infected by Xuanyuan with Buddhism, woke up in an instant, their brains hurt, and there was an indescribable fear in their hearts.

"It seems that Brother Su's Buddhism is not very profound, in front of the great road Tianwei, people still choose fear, choose to retreat, your so-called Pudu Buddhism, can not bring them anything at all, it turns out that the gap between your Buddhism and my Taoism is too big, only with the way of heaven, into nature, in order to be able to compete with the way of heaven, with the power of heaven to temper your own body, your so-called Buddhism, is just to deceive the power of other people's beliefs, to achieve yourself, today I will come to uncover the hypocritical mask of your Buddhism, and completely smash you, the so-called inheritor of the Buddha！”

The 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' looked indifferent, smiled slightly, and plucked the long fingers in his hand again, the strings, zheng! zheng! zheng......

The sound of the avenue piano is exciting, the rhythm of the sky flows, intertwined and manifests into a beautiful picture, manifested in front of the world, the sky is cloudless, there are the sun and the moon manifested, the stars surround, there are all kinds of spirits living in the mountains and rivers, flowers, trees, fish, insects, birds and beasts, full of the natural rhythm of the avenue, all of a sudden it seems to be able to pull the other party's mind into this piece of shijie, purify the other party's heart, and let the other party integrate into this piece of heaven and earth.

Xuanyuan is on the battlefield, there is no way to avoid it, the whole person is directly wrapped in this beautiful picture, there is no way to escape, if you want to escape, you can only break it, otherwise, you are afraid that you will die in it, Xuanyuan instinctively feels that this beautiful picture scroll is full of murderous opportunities.

"Brother Su, this is the 'Qiankun Mountains and Rivers', you can feel it well, the supreme artistic conception of my Taoism, you will find that the gap between your Buddhism and my Taoism, even if you get the inheritance of the Buddha Emperor, as long as you can enter my Taoism, I guarantee that you can get more understanding, completely different cultivation methods, it will definitely allow you to go to the next level, and the vision of looking at this piece of shijie will also become more broad. ”

The 'Son of the Purple Mansion' tempted Xuanyuan's mind with his words, breaking Xuanyuan's mind, and Xuanyuan's heart was not shaken by the profit and decline and slander of praise and bitterness, and the eight winds did not move, sitting cross-legged in the air, reciting the "Diamond Sutra".

"The mirror flowers and water moon dream dust, there is no way to know the dust is also precious, painting the peony is illusory, if there is no root, he will return to the spring......"

Around Xuanyuan, the Buddha's light is full of light, the air of compassion is rolling, the breath of the nine ancient Buddhas is heavy, like the earth carrying all things, sticking to itself, letting him be fragmented and rebellious, let him be upside down and quite remote, my heart does not move, like a rock to keep quietly, Xuanyuan said peacefully:

"It is precisely because of the suffering of all sentient beings that I need to come to Pudu, relieve the fear in their hearts, purify the evil thoughts derived from it, what about the natural disasters that destroy the world, my human race has experienced thousands of years, what kind of natural disasters have not been encountered, and have never bowed to natural disasters, and now the human race is declining, it is the death of the human heart, if the human heart is not right, sooner or later, the human race will perish, 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', you can use natural disasters to intimidate people's hearts, you can see how low your achievements will be in the future!"

Xuanyuan's sigh, with a little mockery, made countless people present frightened, Xuanyuan dared to say such words, but the strength of the human race is getting weaker and weaker, but it is an indisputable fact, one generation is not as good as the next, at least there are people in the realm of the Great Emperor who are known before, and now it is difficult to find a few quasi-emperors on the table!

"Hmph, Brother Su, you have bad intentions and are embarrassed to say that I threaten with natural disasters, I call it a slap in the face, so that they will be confused by your magical powers, I want to see how long you can last. "The expression of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' suddenly became solemn, and the majestic murderous aura circled around him, surrounded, and converged into a purple dragon rushing into the sky, spitting out majestic imperial qi, which overrode the nine heavens, crushing the entire space and disrupting the flow of time.

The 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' raised his sword eyebrows, his fingers flicked, and a piano sounded, and in an instant, within this originally extremely wonderful shijie, suddenly, the sky evolved into a big roulette, the lead clouds were dense, the avenue was coming, the thunder was rolling, the purple electric dragons and snakes were intertwined, and the earth under his feet spit out scorching flames, rushing straight into the nine skies, originally a trap, under the idea of the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son', it turned into a hell in an instant, making countless people frightened.

"It turned out to be such a terrible killing move, killing the enemy with the Great Dao of Sound and Rhythm, it seems that the 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' has also obtained an extremely terrifying inheritance, and the handful of emperors in his hand does not know which ancient emperor owns it, it seems that this time Su Xuan is in a catastrophe!"

"That's not necessarily, Su Xuan has obtained the inheritance of the Buddha Emperor, it must not be so simple, like this kind of battle of Tianjiao-level figures, it is not easy to kill the other party, neither of them has come up with Zuihou's means, it is too early to say that the winner is lost. ”

Xuanyuan was in it, in this piece of heavenly thunder and fire, there was no fear, his heart was as quiet as an ancient well, and he couldn't be shocked by a trace of waves.

I saw that the purple electric dragon snake was in the sky, slashing straight down, tearing the void apart, slashing into a blur, and the earth fire under his body was like a pillar, rushing straight into the nine skies, and killing Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan is surrounded by nine ancient Buddhas, the vast golden light is rolling, the Buddha music and Sanskrit singing in the sky, intertwined and condensed into a sea of golden lotus, only to see countless Yingluo dots, the Buddhist golden lotus in the sea of golden light carrier floating, those purple electric dragon snakes, as well as the pillar of flame that rushes into the sky, all of them are resisted, and the 'Pudu Buddha Beads' in Xuanyuan's hand burst out of the brilliant Shenhua, and it does not move in the thunder and flames of the sky.

The 'Purple Mansion Holy Son' seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, he was not in a hurry, Xuanyuan was like an urn in his eyes, and he once again dialed the 'Hug Yue' in his hand, Zheng!

In an instant, the gang wind was everywhere, sharp as a heavenly knife, as if it could shatter everything, the space could not withstand its edge and shattered, each gang wind was imprinted with terrifying dao marks, the power was monstrous, once it was swept away, even the earth immortal would be severely injured and died, unless there was the best immortal medicine, otherwise he would definitely die.