The Last Law of Nirvana

Prologue

The demon lord said to the Buddha: At the end of the Dharma turbidity, my son and my grandson were monks, wearing your robes, destroying your Dharma, and practicing the way of demons in the name of monks. When the Buddha heard this, he burst into tears.

Ten thousand years later, when the end of the Dharma came, the Buddha had compassion for all sentient beings and wanted to perish with the Dharma body, going through hundreds of eons and thousands of eons, re-attaining Nirvana, and then opening a new era of the Dharma.

However, there are the eight tribes of the Heavenly Dragon, who used to be the protector of the Buddha in front of the Buddha, but they were bewitched by the devil, disturbed the Buddha's nirvana, and stole the Buddha's heart relics, causing the Buddha to be extinguished, and the heavens and the earth were corrupted and empty......

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Under the Lingyun Giant Buddha, the hosts of the eight Heavenly Books gathered, and when they saw that it was Ji Yaoyue's last host, Qianminpo, Ying Feiyang was not as surprised as expected.

Qianmin Po is the legendary god of incense and dance, often appears as a young woman, and Ji Yaoyue has the power of national color and heavenly fragrance, and after being instructed by Gongsun Auntie to dance skills, knowing that Qianmin Po Tianshu fell into the demon world, he has always had a faint premonition that Ji Yaoyue is most likely the host of Qianmin Po.

But seeing Ji Yaoyue appear as the righteous daughter of Beilong Tian, she still had mixed feelings in her heart, and was about to say something to her, but she suddenly felt a strange pull, and the whole person was involuntarily sucked into the cave of the Buddha's viscera.

Then it was pitch black in front of him, as if he was in a void, unable to see things, unable to hear sounds, and his body was like duckweed, fluttering, with nothing to rely on.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, I felt my body sink again, and a voice like thunder sounded, breaking through the chaos.

"Bold Jiaming Dragon King, you dare to collude with the extraterritorial heavenly demons, interfere with the Buddha's Nirvana, steal the Buddha's heart relics, and cause the Buddha's death, which is really a great crime. Today, I will condemn you to be purified by the thunder of heaven and burned by hell!"

Ying Feiyang's heart sank, and then he felt that his body was steady, and a little white light appeared in his dark consciousness, which became brighter and brighter.

Then his eyes suddenly opened, and there was a foreign scene in front of him.

In front of me is a floating island floating in the air, the number of floating islands is too large to count, like the stars scattered.

And on the floating island is a heavy jade palace, carved gold and colorful, the Yingluo treasure tree shakes, the waterfall hangs in the sky, if you only look at the building, it is really like the dwelling place of heaven and man above the six heavens.

But at this moment, the Dao Dao was like a snake scurrying wildly, tearing through the sky, the clouds seemed to be ignited by thunder, and the firelight swallowed, dyeing the originally dark sky into a blood-red, and the huge snow flakes danced with the wind, like blood condensed ice crystals under the reflection of the firelight, and the entire heavenly palace was filled with this flying red, magnificent and poignant.

The snow is drifting, the clouds are burning, the lightning is thundering, it is a scene of the end of the world.

And in the midst of the thunder and lightning, the heavenly soldiers in gold armor and white clothes were densely packed, besieging in all directions, solemn and majestic.

And in the middle of the military formation, stood a tall god like a mountain, the god man looked mighty, wearing a crown, wearing a jewel, behind him was a glorious golden wheel, holding a vajra in one hand, a snake in the other, and the halberd pointed in the direction of Ying Feiyang, and the thunderous voice of Fang Cai came from his mouth.

The gods came into the world, and a majestic divine power oppressed him, Ying Feiyang only felt that there seemed to be a thousand pressures in his heart, but his mind was a mess, he couldn't figure out the situation, and he was about to explain, but what he could say was: "Hahaha, Pure Fatian, you are also worthy of judging this king? If you want to cure the sins of this king, let your heavenly heroines come in person!"

The loud laughter shook the sky, and Ying Feiyang was surprised that the voice actually came from his mouth.

Ying Feiyang wanted to stop, but he couldn't control himself, he only felt like a wandering spirit, pinned on a body that did not belong to him, and could only be a spectator, watching everything happen.

But he heard the god who he called the Pure Dharma Heaven shouting: "The heroine and Er are the same protectors of the Buddha in front of the Buddha, the Buddha is gone, and the heroine is also suspicious, and she can't go out for the time being until she proves her innocence!"

Ying Feiyang laughed involuntarily: "Hahaha, that's a nice thing to say, isn't it just to imprison her, when the Buddha is gone, when the end of the world is approaching, you still don't forget to rebel against the Lord, heaven and man, you really fell!"

Pure Fatian's thick eyebrows were upside down, and the space seemed to be shaking in mid-air, and he said angrily: "Bold, you dare to bewitch the people, quickly hand over the Buddha's heart relics, or you can be lightly dropped, otherwise the vajra will not be forgiven!"

Ying Feiyang said again: "Don't say that this king has not colluded with the extraterritorial heavenly demons, let alone stolen the relics of the Buddha's heart, even if the relics are in the hands of this king, it will not be your turn!"

"Stubborn, don't blame the ruthless!" Pure Fatian suddenly looked at him like a golden light, and then said no more, with a wave of his giant hand, the huge vajra like a pagoda pressed down on his head.

The pestle has not arrived, the air pressure has been locked to death, and Ying Feiyang only feels that the floating island under his feet seems to be difficult to bear the male force, and every inch is cracked.

When he was frightened, Ying Feiyang found that he was suddenly able to move.

"Why is it at this time!" Ying Feiyang scolded in his heart, he was expecting that the Dragon King of Jiaming would be able to block the move for him, but he didn't know that he would regain his freedom at this time.

The giant pestle above his head hit hard, and the ground has been pressed out of a huge crater by air pressure.

Under the inevitable desperate situation, Ying Feiyang regained his composure, leaving only complete concentration, and suddenly took out his sword, turning into a shocking rainbow blow.

Suddenly, a sword qi passed through the sky, tearing the wind and breaking through the clouds, roaring out, the sword pestle was connected, there was a thunderous roar, and the eight directions shook, and it was the giant pestle that was knocked away by the sword qi.

"Am I that good?"

Ying Feiyang was already holding on to death, but he didn't expect to crack the trick so easily, and unimaginable things happened one after another, Ying Feiyang couldn't help but be stunned, "Am I so powerful?"

But after thinking about it, he found a clue, "No, if the expectation is good, I am now in the Heavenly Book World, and the laws of power in this world are different from the outside world, and the heaven and earth seem to be more fragile." ”

Knowing that the power of this world is weaker than the outside world, and he is here enough to compare with the gods and Buddhas, Ying Fei's confidence soared, and he entered the play for a while, and said in a choked voice by inertia: "Judge this king, you are also worthy?"

Liulitian was even more angry, and raised his hand and said: "Arrogant! Heavens, capture this evil dragon with me!"

"Command!" The unparalleled heavenly army in the clouds shouted in unison, forming a formation to attack, the front army formed a shield formation, trapped in all directions, and the rear army stretched out its bow and arrows, and the colorful arrows poured down like rain like locusts.

Ying Feiyang saw that there were many heavenly troops, and it was expected that it would be difficult to resist, so he didn't want to do more entanglement, so he hurriedly used the art of flying with the sword, and turned into a sword light, wanting to break through the layers of siege.

"If you want to go, how can it be so easy!" but saw that Liulitian had another pestle, and the pestle seemed to be infinite, locking the way.

Ying Feiyang was hindered by it, and his body was stunned, and he was already trapped in the military array.

The heavens attacked from all directions, and the sword light immediately turned into thousands of them, wantonly swaying, trying to open a road, and for a while the blood splashed everywhere, and the blood rain drifted away.

But the heavenly army seems to be completely emotionless, fearless, and goes forward one after another, like a tide.

Liulitian is frontally contained, the army is trapped, it should be difficult to get out of the trap when it is flying, under the long-term battle, the strength continues to be lost, the Liulitian sees the right time, the giant pestle swings out, and smashes down again.

Ying Fei's sword flashed, and he quickly broke through the sink, and pierced Liulitian's arm first.

But Liulitian is also brave, although his arm is hit by a sword, he shouts, and the giant pestle still smashes on Ying Feiyang's shoulder.

After a swap of injuries, Ying Feiyang only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, but fortunately, his strength was not strong after the Liuli Tianzhong Sword, otherwise this shoulder bone would not have been shattered.

But Rao is like this, Ying Feiyang's right hand is difficult to come in handy for a while, and the long sword changes hands to protect the body.

"He's wounded, hurry up the offensive!"

Seeing this, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and seeing that the crowd was about to swallow Ying Feiyang, suddenly a string sounded, and a sound wave raged from the side, straight through the formation.

As the sound wave exploded, wherever it passed, the heavenly army was lifted off like a grain of grain, and then smashed down one after another.

"If you want to hurt him, you first asked me if I would agree!"

Before the strings stopped, a figure had proudly appeared beside Ying Feiyang, standing close to him.