Chapter 350: Fighting the Buddha's Dharma Body (I)

"Zhangliu Golden Body!"

If the law is smashed out, the fist wind actually tore the void, and then the golden light on the body was magnificent, as if turning into a golden statue, and dense patterns appeared on the surface of the body.

A creature exclaimed.

It is known as the invincible Zhangliu golden body of contemporary attack, once this technique comes out, it can teach the caster not to invade all evils, ten thousand methods to clear up, and to attack all overcome, all indestructible.

In front of him, even the golden body of the world-famous Ming King must bow down.

However.

Chen Yi was not afraid at all, seeing that his clothes were fluttering, as if he was dancing, if an immortal was in the world, his murderous aura was rushing into the sky, and he was converging into a blood-colored cloud in mid-air.

His sword has been hidden for thousands of years, and today it is unsheathed, and it is bound to make the Golden Buddha bleed!

"Boom!"

The moment when the sword qi collided with the fist wind.

The aftermath alone caused countless monks to suffer heavy losses, and they had to flee the scene quickly, and the powerful creatures who forcibly stayed behind to watch the battle also sacrificed their hole cards one after another.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

It's just that the first wave of confrontation has become so fierce, and the strength of these two people is inevitably too terrifying, right? Under the gods, they are all ants, which is really not empty talk!

But what shocked them even more was yet to come...

No.

Not only shocked, but even scalp tingling: because in just a few breaths, the two of them constantly changed their offensive and displayed seven or eight ancient supernatural powers.

"Oh my God, how many lost supernatural powers do they have?"

The battle between the two made this battlefield full of thousands of laws, the glow of the sun, the sky shook, the clouds cracked, and the earth was shaken, unprecedented.

It's just a moment.

The figures of the two have been misaligned for hundreds of rounds, and in this process, the two sides have used more than a dozen kinds of supernatural powers, almost all of which are ancient lost supernatural powers.

Even the oldest and most knowledgeable beings have been unable to recognize all of these powers, and some have been lost for too long.

It's just against the sky!

It's just that.

The world doesn't know.

As one of the participants in the battle, the Buddha's Dharma Body was no less shocking than them.

He was shocked to find that this Dharma Body, which carried more than half of its own strength, actually had a tendency to fall behind and be suppressed in the battle with Chen Yi!

"Roar!"

Peng bird cried, nine days shocked, the Buddha's Dharma body fist was powerful, and behind him was entrenched a golden-winged Dapeng, which smashed the void and killed Chen Yi together.

Suddenly.

The golden waves are monstrous, enveloping wisps of demonic energy that flash away, scattering the white clouds in all directions, looking at it from afar, like an immortal treasure mountain, suppressing a realm.

Chen Yi's posture was fluttering, volleying in the air, shuttling between the ocean of golden Buddha light, and he actually put away the natal dao sword, and changed it to a fist, which was hard.

This Dharma Body has disappointed him, and it is not worthy of his sword being unsheathed!

But his boxing skills should not be underestimated, when he swooped forward, there were thousands of beams, each of which was like a meteor trailing, swaying with a bright light, like a bamboo.

The brilliant fist light, as long as dozens of miles, is like a whole winding Milky Way smashed from the sky, the stars are guarded, dazzling to the extreme, so that people dare not look directly.

And the young monk who punched was like an eternal true immortal king who had never tasted defeat in his life, and he was full of spirit, unparalleled in the world, and invincible.

Fist to fist, straight to the ground.

You can see it.

The fist prints of both of them were burning, but in the end, the golden blood and qi were permeating, as if between heaven and earth, there was a golden rain, and the Buddha nature poured into the sky.

Buddha's Dharmakaya... Hurt!