Even if that divine power was thousands of miles away, it still had to pull Jiang Chen's divine soul out of his body and into the void.

Jiang Chenzong had already survived the heart tribulation, his soul was extremely stable, and he couldn't resist that indescribable power, and he was about to leave his body in a daze.

This is one of the five decays of heaven and man - this seat is gone!

Just as he was desperate, another breath suddenly appeared, without warning, where he was entangled with the divine consciousness of the Fudo Ming King.

This is a world where yin and yang are reversed, the four directions are chaotic, and there is no separation, but the sudden appearance of the third party has shown a tangible and qualitative appearance.

It was a dark red, sharp long sword that Jiang Chen looked extremely familiar with.

In the depths of this ruin, where the colors are mottled and the order is chaotic, and there are only light and dark lines entangled, even the immovable Ming King can only condense a vague figure, but the dark red long sword is very clear and exquisite even the blood groove lines on the sword.

Emperor Blood Sword!

The sword was a blood-like color, and a dark color slashed through the void, cutting through the tentacle-like divine thoughts that the Fudo Ming King had separated, and shooting towards his true body.

"Who's coming?" The King of Fudo Ming could no longer sit firmly on the lotus platform, and his angry cry resounded through the void.

King Juntuli Ming's heart suddenly palpitated. I looked at the dazzling white light under Zhen Yan's palm, immediately stopped, and said in a condensed voice: "He wants to break the Buddha Kingdom with his supernatural powers?" It's possible, there is no essential gap between the two of you in the realm-"

As you spoke, your arm fell heavily, and the blue, yellow, red, white and white seven colors of light in the void in front of your back were brushed together, heavy and calm, but not as light as the ancient mountains.

"The impermanence of all things is the law of birth and death!" The golden figure seals his hands and sings in his mouth.

When the soldiers of Night City arrived, the Buddha light around you was rushed by the evil qi, and it seemed to be a little thinner, and its true face became more and more turbid. However, as your jade arm was re-raised, seven eight-foot-long, blue, yellow, red, white, and white-shaped swords appeared in the void in front of you, and no one felt a suffocating pressure, and even the shouts of killing in the sky were stagnant.

……

And when I raised my eyes again, the heaven and earth were also the original heaven and earth, and all my eyes were occupied by mandala pictures, and the sky was full of mandala flowers, accompanied by the sound of the practitioners, as if I had stepped into the pure land of the Buddha, quiet and serene, magnificent and sacred.

The legend of the seven-colored divine light has been like thunder since the ancient flood era.

Xiao Weide Zhen Yan stared at Zhen Yan with a pair of copper bells, full of the meaning of killing, sharpness, and destruction, and said sharply: "It's not his evil obstacle, he pretended to be a monk after half a month, which attracted the small restraint heaven of the color world, and it is good for the lives of your young disciples!" He is convicted! ”

One can imagine what kind of mood King Ming would have in his heart when he had just escaped from Zhen Yan's hands and was forced to face such an enemy.

In other words, I am afraid that I haven't felt that the sky is dark, my breath is dissolved, my body is cold, and I can even stand firmly under the pressure of the angry tide. Even though King Ming had just experienced the horror of the two evil stars of Guiru, he still felt indifferently nervous when facing those eight opponents.

The aura of the golden figure soared, the surrounding air flow froze, and all the intangible colors were frozen and frozen. But there is still no faint red, from the gap in time.

I looked at the bare muscles of King Jundari's lower body, and said with a smile: "His Zhen Yan looks very powerful, is it like receiving magical powers, and he will try his swordsmanship with you?" ”

That scar is imprinted in the pure land of the Buddha kingdom of dirt and purity, birth and destruction, but even the power of the Buddhas has the method to remove the scar.

Zhen Yan's smile suddenly lacked a hint of saying that it was clear or clear, and in the face of the galloping chasing King Juntuli Ming, my left arm was raised into a knife, so I raised it low, and slashed it falsely.

When Zhen Yan looked up, he found that the ground under his feet was already the frozen ground before the ice and snow came, and it had turned into a mandala pattern, with the silhouettes of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats of various shapes painted under it, spreading out chaotically to the near places, extending to the near distance.

Spectators felt only a chill that penetrated their hearts.

"I wanted to take care of their affairs, but his hand stretched out from the western sky to Middle-earth, and he wanted to step under your head, so he was too eye-catching, right?"

It was a real battlefield for the peerless underdogs, and it was the seat of the onlookers. What's more, the reality of the situation also allows me to continue to stay.

The feather brilliance spread from eight feet to seven feet and four feet, sweeping diagonally across the air, and everywhere it swept over, all of them returned to sound.

But no matter what, Zhen Yan should be grateful to those hundred warriors. Although this burst of shouts and killings that rushed to the sky was fleeting, it could at most alarm the people in the village, and make several of his own tenth-order weaklings aware of the vigilance.

Zhen Yan looked up at you and praised in a low voice: "Xiao Jiangchen's magic power is wide and small, and his mana is boundary, and the eldest brother is convinced!" ”

Peacock Xiao Jiang Chen waved his hand slightly, and the seven seven-colored feathers returned in front of him, with a dignified and beautiful demeanor, and it was seen that there was a trace of residual anger before the killing.

Xiao Weide Zhen Yan waved the wishful treasure stick in his hand, and in an instant, he saw the cyan flames rising around me, showing the shape of a huge lotus flower, and the front wind was small, and the tongue of fire flew out with the wind, with the symbol of killing everything, swept towards the place where King Ming stood.

"Evil obstacles! Death is still repentant! Today, in the name of longevity, you will surrender to his human demon! ”

"Demon, where does he look?" In the singing of Brahma, no one drank lowly.

I entered very slowly, and King Jundali Ming chased after me for a while, and only laughed and said: "Heaven and earth are pure land, if there is a place for demons to stand, where can he go?" ”

Peacock Xiao Jiangchen said: "A false name is a false name, and this seat is a concern." This seat only asks you one thing - it is rumored in the world that he raped and killed Jizo at the head of Haoqi City, is it true or false? ”

In the void under the head of the city, there are several days, lotus petals, and Yingluo, which gradually condense into a cyan lotus platform, and the flames under the lotus platform rise, and there is no thunder entanglement.

The words fell, and King Ming's hand knife also slashed into the void. An ethereal, poignant, and pure brilliance, like a flawed moon halo, expands into a crystal clear, hot and clear straight line in the peaceful and peaceful light of the Buddha, down to the dome, up to the four abysses, and extending to a limited distance.

Peacock Xiao Zhen Yan stared at Zhen Yan's face, and also smiled: "His senior, he has also become famous recently, and he regrets the deeds of the dude, and this seat has rarely heard of it." ”

Immediately, the world of the Pure Land of Buddha quickly collapsed. Like a curtain of paintings being torn open and slashed with a knife, these sparsely arranged mandala pictures, the auspicious clouds, the treasure wheels flying in the sky, and even the majestic and limited Buddha sitting in the clouds are all swept up in the apocalyptic scene of the collapse of the world, annihilated into powder, and dissipated in the void.

It was the Night City soldiers who rushed to kill him, and he disappeared in an instant in the seven-colored light.

King Ming was in the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom, and he stepped on the mandala scroll floating in the void on his feet, but he was not panicked.

Peacock Xiao Jiang Chen listened to the earth-shattering shouts of killing around him, with compassion on his face, and sighed: "All living beings are stubborn and stupid, and they are all confused by delusion. ”

King Ming's smile stiffened, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and said, "Well, it's a long story!" Actually, you didn't have a big misunderstanding with Sister Jizo at the beginning, and it was a fight or acquaintance, and you came to break up the words and say that it was vague......"

That is the real "touch is death, touch is extinguished"!

In the rain of flowers, there is no illusory purple lotus flower slowly floating, blooming leisurely in the air, turning into a long-haired shawl, majestic-looking, imposing Buddha figure, in front of the head is a circle of Xiaowei Richaun, the right hand vase, the left hand sword, wrapped in white flames, reciting the magic mantra.

The realm of the Void Returning to Ruins was originally divided into down, up, right, and left, but before this burst of Sanskrit singing, Zhen Yan gave birth to the contradictory illusion of upside down, heaven and earth rotating, and yin and yang disordered. And this monstrous wave, which was wrapped in the Emperor's Blood Sword, returned to the chaotic nature and disappeared into the void. There was only a trace of dark red brilliance, and it still shot behind the golden figure.

"Spatial Scars"!

- That is the first of the eight Xiaojue weakling, Jun Tu Zhen Yanzhi.

After that, my heart moved, and the full moon and clear light rippled slightly, as if it was crumbling, and it was swallowed up by the endless blue sky thunder and fire very slowly. But when this hazy glow was swaying, the figure of King Ming had not disappeared from within, passing through the four basket area and appearing under the frozen soil road for more than ten zhang.

Every murderous aura comes from the Little Awakening Buddha.

At this time, only two breaths had passed since the death of the leader of the guards, and the soldiers guarding the gate of the village would react, shouting and scolding to kill the Buddha mother who suddenly came.

King Ming was on tiptoe, fell into the fluttering more than ten steps, and said: "Jiang Chen forgives the sin, the eldest brother still wants to die." ”

Changge broke through the air, and a hundred arrows were fired.

Wherever Jian Hua passed, those chaotic lines that flowed were all pulled, followed by a dark red light, and then merged into a monstrous and empty wave, surging towards the golden figure.

Nearly 100 people in armor at the south gate are the warriors of the Night City, who can block 2,000 people and horses elsewhere, and in the hands of the peacock Xiao Zhenyan, it takes two or eight breaths to kill them all.

King Ming smiled lightly, and the space around him suddenly distorted into a vague and hazy piece, shaped like a full moon, enveloping me entirely.

"Back to Jiang Chen, the gap between him and you is actually not as small as he imagined!"

King Ming regretted that Jiang Hong had slaughtered that guy in the first place, and said, "Jiang Chen's words are wrong!" These disciples of his are all interested in bliss, and you are just here to help us complete our merits, how can you say that it is a sin? ”

Peacock Xiao Jiangchen stepped under the auspicious clouds, surrounded by a layer of dazzling and heavy Buddha light, heavy as smoke, clear as water. Accompanied by the smallpox that has not yet fallen, the flying streamers, the ethereal Sanskrit sounds, and the swaying ribbons. Such a peaceful and ugly figure, in that place where there are seven murderous opportunities, seems to be out of place.

I raised my head, looked at the golden figure that descended under the arrow tower of the walled gate, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and said, "Buddha Mother Bodhisattva, the eldest brother expected that you would come today." ”

I was full of nonsense, and I wanted to delay a little less until the reinforcements arrived. But no one was willing to give me that chance.

I also knew that that defense could only resist for a while, after all, Xiao Weide Zhen Yan was in the realm of the tenth order "Xiao Jue", and the cyan thunder and fire were constantly broken, and one after another, sooner or later the distorted barrier I created would be washed away.

It was moving Jiang Chen who was in the Western Heaven Elysium, thousands of miles away, but the peacock Xiao Jiang Chen was already close behind his eyes.

That finite-length straight line separates the Buddha world, like a sword cutting through a blank piece of paper, with a little sound, without a little stagnation, passing through the Buddha country and dividing it into two chaotic halves.

When myths and legends really appear in reality, what people experience in person is the feeling of "the original seven-colored divine light is like that", but a kind of small despair and small horror in the moment of life and death, everything is over, heart palpitations and desolation, panic and confusion.

There is no corpse mountain blood rain, there is no angry roar, there is no collision between soldiers, of course, it also shows the tragedy of the Night City warriors.

A moment ago, Zhen Yan had already left this safe battlefield, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she found that there were no eight murderous auras enveloping her.

"Pure Land?"

Under the feathers of the seven sharp swords, all kinds of brilliance flowed, but they radiated inside, seemingly as light as holding a mountain, and when they danced slightly, they were as elegant as feathers.

It is said that the strength of the peacock Xiao Jiang Chen is only between the two of them.

As soon as I stood firm, my heart suddenly jumped violently, as if I heard the sound of the warp cylinder turning and the wooden fish beating.

King Ming looked fixedly, and a kind god with red hair and a wide mouth, his arms wrapped around the golden dragon pattern, and his waist wrapped in a tiger skin skirt appeared in the thunder flames, and it was Xiao Weide Zhen Yan in the Seven Little Jiangchen.

"One...... A traveler who is lost in the turbidity world. ”

The two weak men who stood at the top of the world finally collided head-on.

When King Ming's divine thoughts returned to his body, he heard the Blood Emperor Zun sigh ethereally, causing waves in the void.

King Ming said modestly: "It's all friends who carry love, the eldest brother's false name, compared with Xiao Jiangchen, you are like a firefly to Haoyue, a grasshopper to a pine and cypress, just laughing at Xiaofang!" ”

That scene was also bloody at all, and the killing retreated quietly, even the flesh, limbs, and corpses were left, but King Ming was shocked to see it.

At that time, the "space distortion" that Zhen Yan used with all his might was now in the realm of Xiaocheng's consummation, constructing a round of flawless full moon, which was just the right thing to block the cyan thunder and fire that were surging from all directions.

My repetitive and playful tone annoyed the other party, and the king of Jundari Ming suddenly showed the wrath of his four arms, holding a long halberd, a red snake, a bazaluo and other things, and a purple lotus flower appeared on the top of his head, and the fierce flames were pressing, and he shouted: "Great demon, come and lead the death quickly!" ”

So I sneered and said, "Jiang Chen wants to subdue your human demon, but if you don't have the heart, you still have no strength!" ”

I only heard a hot snort from the void, and one of the eight small breaths that had been locked under me came from afar, and it was about to appear at the head of the city.

Above the clear light, this piece of fierce demon-subduing flames that can make a radius of hundreds of thousands of people noisy swept through, with the feeling of conforming to the destiny of heaven, ending cause and effect, and eliminating karmic obstacles, like a long river of blue light swaying around the Ming King, although it is vast, as if there are holes to enter, there are strong and destroyed, and even the land on the feet of the Ming King is incinerated into nothingness, but there is always a way to break into the glow of this round of full moon.

The shouts of killing quickly turned from boiling to hot.

This seems to be a fast speed, but some people can dodge and some people can escape.

Although it is sound and tangible, it gives people an inexplicable sense of panic, and King Ming only feels that there is endless pressure spreading, as if he is about to squeeze his chest.