"Amitabha."

The empty foot was still stepping on the big tiger, and the hands were empty to seal the air strike, hitting the front in the air.

"Winter!"

This blow was like a big drum, and a dull drum sound like thunder came from the air, shaking up and down Tianjing Mountain, hedging with the bell, and the two sounds were suddenly entangled.

Buddhism has a saying that the thunder sound is actually not thunder, but the sound of the drum, and its full name is the thunder sound of the heavenly drum.

This sound is the sound of the drum, but also the voice of the Buddha, the sound of the 32 phases is described as the phase of the Brahman, the sound of the flood is complete, such as the sound of the heavenly drum, and also the sound of the Jialing frequency. The sound of thunder is the sound of Buddha.

At this moment, emptiness struck out the thunder sound of the heavenly drum, and the sound of the drum to the bell, the two sounds were chaotic and entangled, and the Buddha's intention and the evil and treacherous intent were mixed, which greatly reduced the pressure on the monks.

Although it is not completely eliminated, it is not as tragic as before.

In this regard, even Shen Yi also praised loudly: "It is worthy of Sanzang." ”

If nothing else, let's just say that this hand of heavenly drum thunder is unmatched by no one in the world.

The rest of the great masters of Buddhism may be able to get close in terms of strength, but in this realm of Buddhism, in the first three thousand years and the next three thousand years, I am afraid that no one can match this one.

At this point, Shen Yi is about to make a move, and he will continue the third game with this one.

But before he could make a move, a dazzling Buddha light rose from the spirit dragon iron brake.

Immeasurable light, immeasurable longevity, immeasurable purity, immeasurable qi converges into an amazing vision, the huge Buddha phantom takes the mountain as the seat, and the immeasurable Buddha light gathers into a halo and hangs behind the head.

"Bitter Heaven Venerable." Shen Yi stared at him and spit out a name.

This huge Buddha is the Amitabha palm, and he is also the Venerable Bitter Heaven.

If the Linglong Iron Brake is left in the courtyard with the three palms of the Kutian Venerable, for the abbots of the past dynasties to study, but if someone is admitted to the hospital without carrying the "Confessional Heavenly Sutra", they will have to face the counterattack of the palm intent, and they will receive three palms equivalent to the power of the Kutian Venerable's blow.

At the beginning, Shen Yi stole the Divine Palm, but also because of the same research qualifications without cause, so that he could steal the inheritance, if it was replaced by someone else who was not pregnant with the "Heavenly Scripture", I am afraid that before he entered, he would be slapped into ashes by a palm.

But now, Shen Yi was still outside the Spirit Dragon Iron Brake, and the Bitter Heaven Venerable's palm intent was actually activated.

His gaze fell to the center of the temple, and a figure entered the senses.

I saw that in the courtyard, under the Bodhi tree, an old monk sat on the vajra seat, overlapping with the shadow of the Buddha that emerged, touching the ground like a Buddha, emitting immeasurable light.

The palm of a thousand years ago was used by him, attracting the immeasurable power of heaven and earth, turning into a huge Buddha shadow, and a move of the Buddha's palm was already in his hands.

It's the Spiritual Gate!

This one has been silent until now, and finally there is a movement, and as soon as he makes a move, it is an earth-shattering blow.

The palm of the Venerable Kutian was aroused, and the power of the true Buddha bloomed on his body, and he raised his palm, and the huge Buddha shadow was already a palm, and the palm was immeasurable, which was the first form of the Amitabha palm.

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"Amitabha."

The mountains and rivers are shaking, the unending earthquakes are intensifying again, and a majestic river appears between heaven and earth, connecting the sky and the earth below. The qi of heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles was drained to the point of drying up in an instant, and even seemed to turn into a vacuum of vitality.

All the qi of heaven and earth converged in the body of the Buddha and turned into a magnificent force.

Although the Bitter Heaven Venerable's compulsion has always been a little low, far inferior to the True Martial Dao Monarch and Demon Lord of the Dao Initiator, his strength as a Dao Initiator is still guaranteed.

The realm that has not been attainable by non-enlighteners for thousands of years has revealed the tip of the iceberg at this moment, and a huge palm-shaped outline has been outlined in the sky, and the towering Buddha's palms like mountains occupy the sky for dozens of miles.

So the real big head is here. Shen Yi said secretly in his heart.

The emptiness is manipulated to follow, this is not Shen Yi's handiwork, but the demon appearance, or simply the arm of the incarnation of Buddhism.

At that time, Shen Yi noticed that the gray-clothed monk treated emptiness differently. Therefore, after the separation of the positive and evil sides of the Buddhist sect, Shen Yi did not feel too surprised when he entered the empty body head-on.

But in fact, the real big head is here at the abbot of Lingmen.

Emptiness is indeed treated differently, but it is Lingmen who wants to face off against Shen Yi.

This hand of "Ming Xiu Plank Road Darkness Chen Cang" bought a little time, so that the abbot of Lingmen quietly brewed a big move. The palm that was supposed to only guard the courtyard was used for attacking, and the palm of the Buddha, which was as big as the sky, was pressed down and shattered the sky for dozens of miles.

The sky fell, the giant palm was rolling, and the momentum was like the sky collapsing, that scene was simply shocking, and it was impossible to describe the magnificence of this moment in words.

Compared to this giant palm, Shen Yi below was so inconspicuous, even the winged torrent of chaos seemed so small.

'It's so strong when you just enter the hostel, it's really exciting to look forward to the follow-up. ’

Shen Yi sighed lightly in his heart, the tide of chaos changed suddenly, and countless figures poked out of the chaos, fists, palms, legs, fingers, knives, and swords in an instant······ All martial arts are present.

He's at ease.

Hit the sky with the earth, hit the big with the small, and strike the few with the many.

In the Illusory Realm, countless balls of light were rotating rapidly, with the 100,000 figures in the center as the core, forming one nebula after another.

Shen Yi's 100,000 personalities can be counted as built-in personality computers, and these balls of light can be turned into external brains for auxiliary calculations.

This is Shen Yi's Alayya, a big net established with him as the master.

Each ball of light is relatively independent, but if necessary, they will be used by Xuanjun.

gather, then all the people will return to the stream, and the Xuanjun will be together.

scattered, then divide the mountains and rivers, and assist in the management of all gases.

Thousands of blows turned into torrents, straight to the Buddha's palm, countless energy shattered and withered, the Buddha's palm fell down, shattered I don't know how many tricks, but at the same time, the dark texture emerged on the palm.

Interlaced like branches, vertical and horizontal like a sword, the dark traces turned into palm prints in the Buddha's palm, and the color of chaos spread wildly.

The wisdom of millions of people was used by Shen Yi, and although many of them were people who were not through cultivation, their thinking also contributed a little help.

Such a small amount of accumulation, accumulation of water into an abyss, is the most powerful computing power in the world, may be flawed in inspiration, but in terms of calculation, no one in the universe can match, even the martial arts of the enlightened can find flaws.

"The Amitabha palm of the Bitter Heaven Venerable, I can also break it."

Shen Yi roared into the air, his body changed, and a huge magic sword instantly took shape, stabbing him in the air.

"Whew-"

Following the dark texture, this sword pierced into the Buddha's palm, and the sword qi cut vertically and horizontally, changing thousands of times in an instant, and it actually made the Buddha's palm fall apart.

And then, the tide of chaos swept into the air, gradually dyeing the immeasurable Buddha light black.

Amitabha's palm, broken.

It was not the Amitabha palm used by the rest of the people, but a divine palm left by the Kutian Venerable, which was broken.