Chapter 985: Great Buddha Flesh and Blood
The sound of the conch blowing contains powerful energy, like a huge wave, quickly spreading and affecting the whole audience.
Even the void became distorted. Time also seemed to be completely frozen, and everything in the void was imprisoned by the sound of the conch, unable to move.
Rao is a disciple of the Taixuan Sect, and they all retreated back one after another, blocking their ears with their vitality and blocking the sound of the conch.
However, the sound of the conch was able to penetrate the monk's vitality directly and reach the depths of the monk's heart. If the Dao heart is not firm, it will soon be impacted by the sound of the conch, or the body will die, or it will be completely converted.
This Haotian conch was originally a treasure of Buddhism. It is an immortal weapon used by the Buddhists to purify the demons.
He Jiangxiu held his breath and looked coldly at the Taixuan Immortal standing in the void, his body trembled, and the three divine swords flew out of his cuffs.
At the same time, Yan Ziyun also projected the cyan short sword in his hand, cutting through time and space, and stabbing directly into the chest of the Taixuan Immortal.
Now, Yan Ziyun's strength is not weaker than He Jiangxiu's, and the sword dao he has displayed is even more mysterious and unpredictable, not under He Jiangxiu.
The cyan short sword of the smoky purple cloud slashed through the void, like a cyan match, crossing the sky, more like a brilliant glow, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Taixuan Shangxian naturally didn't think that the sound of the conch alone would be able to suppress He Jiangxiu and Yan Ziyun, and he danced with his arms, puffed up his vitality, and continued to blow the conch.
The conch was played, and lotus flowers appeared in the sky.
Among the exquisite lotus flowers, He Jiangxiu also saw a golden-bodied Buddha, which appeared in a different way, with great power.
This golden-bodied Buddha is the Holy Lotus Buddha in the Buddha's family, controlling the lotus flowers of the heavens, good at debating, and when debating with others, the tongue blooms lotus, and no one is invincible.
Lotus flowers intertwined and converged in the void, resisting the cyan short sword of Yan Ziyun, and also blocking He Jiangxiu's three divine swords.
"He Jiang Xiu!" Taixuan Shangxian jumped up and said loudly: "This Taixuan Divine Sword is the treasure of my Taixuanmen, give it back to me now!"
Taixuan Shangxian said, and as soon as he grabbed it with both hands, the Taixuan Divine Sword flew into the hands of Taixuan Shangxian without He Jiangxiu's control.
He Jiangxiu couldn't help but get nervous when he saw that Taixuan Shangxian was going to take away the Taixuan Divine Sword, and his sleeve robe swayed, gushing out gusts of wind.
Between the fierce winds, three flames shot out.
The three flames condensed into a chaotic fire, fell between the lotus flowers, and soon burst into flames.
At this moment, Taixuan Shangxian's eyes widened in shock.
"This is the Sanqing Xuan Lantern?" Taixuan Shangxian asked rhetorically, "It is amazing that I can actually dissolve my lotus array!" However, when I get the Sanqing Xuan Lantern and fuse it with the Haotian Conch, I will be able to condense an incomparably powerful treasure! At that time, the gods and demons of the heavens will no longer be my opponent!"
Taixuan Shangxian shouted loudly, and with a wave of his arm, the golden-bodied Buddha opened his palm and slapped towards He Jiangxiu.
"Holy Lotus Buddha?" He Jiangxiu muttered, summoned eight scriptures, and shouted loudly: "Look at me taking this Buddha and using it for me!"
As soon as He Jiangxiu's words fell, the huge eight-part sutra building appeared high in the sky and collided with the palm slapped by the Holy Lotus Buddha.
Airplanes!
Suddenly, Jin Shengyu vibrated like two pieces of fine iron, colliding together, making an incomparably crisp sound.
"Eight scriptures, Heavenly Divine Fist!" He Jiangxiu let out a low snort, stepped on his feet, and urged the feathers to rush into the Sky Sutra, and the whole person turned into a whirlwind, floating up.
In an instant, He Jiangxiu appeared directly in front of the Holy Lotus Buddha.
At this moment, He Jiangxiu's whole person seemed to have turned into a divine sword, suddenly cutting through time and space, and crashing towards the Holy Lotus Buddha.
Bang!
Between the lightning and flint, the divine sword that He Jiangxiu incarnated into pierced the body of the Holy Lotus Buddha and fell behind the Holy Lotus Buddha.
The eight sutra buildings swelled sharply and towered into a high mountain, directly suppressing the Holy Lotus Buddha.
"Awesome!" Seeing this, Taixuan Shangxian actually applauded and praised, and said: "It is worthy of being the new head of Lingyun Gate, and it is indeed more powerful than Lingyun Shangxian." ”
Afterwards, Taixuan Shangxian slapped his sleeve robe and shouted, "Where is the Eight Holy Sons?"
"In!" Immediately, the eight monks standing behind the Taixuan Immortal shouted in unison.
Including Su Qianye, Taixuanmen has eight holy sons.
These eight people are the real core disciples of Taixuanmen. Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to show up.
Except for Su Qianye, the other seven people, few people knew about their existence. However, their strength may not be as strong as Su Qianye, but compared to the true disciples of the major sects, I don't know how many times stronger.
"Where are the three masters?" Taixuan Shangxian shouted again.
"In!"
Three more disciples responded.
The original Taixuan Sijie was killed by He Jiangxiu, and now there are only three left.
Eleven disciples, lined up. Su Qianye stood in the center, holding a pitch-black divine sword, majestic and free, his eyes turning, and the sword light jumped in it.
"Array!" Taixuan Shangxian commanded.
"Array!"
"Array!"
Immediately, the eleven disciples let out a wild roar one after another, and they all started their body techniques, jumping to all directions of the void, and combining into an indestructible formation.
All the true disciples of Taixuanmen also flew into the sky, and with these eleven disciples, they began to kill He Jiangxiu.
However, at this moment, a loud noise was heard in the sky.
The seemingly magnificent golden-bodied Buddha, the Holy Lotus Buddha, was shattered by the eight sutras and turned into a cloud of golden powder.
"Haha!" He Jiangxiu couldn't help laughing when he saw these golden powders: "God really helps me!
Those golden powders are actually the flesh and blood left over from the ancient Buddha, which contains endless wonders.
In order to condense the Haotian conch, Taixuan Shangxian once collected the flesh and blood of the ancient Buddha everywhere, and beat the flesh and blood of the Buddha into it to enhance the power of the conch.
The golden body Buddha condensed by the previous conch vibration seems to be illusory, but it is actually condensed by the flesh and blood of the Buddha, which can be said to be incorruptible and invincible.
Taixuan Shangxian also didn't expect that this golden-bodied Buddha would be defeated by He Jiangxiu, and the flesh and blood of the Great Buddha would be beaten.
A grain of flesh and blood like a big Buddha is worth a holy weapon.
Seeing the flesh and blood of the Buddha flying in the void, Taixuan Shangxian gritted his teeth, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood.
However, He Jiangxiu was not polite and flew over directly.
Then, He Jiangxiu took a deep breath and swallowed all the golden powder into his stomach.
Bang!
When he landed, an incomparably huge whirlpool appeared in He Jiangxiu's body. This vortex is like an infinite chaos, containing infinite power.
This huge whirlpool suddenly burst out with a golden light, straight into the depths of He Jiangxiu's body.
This golden light, just like ***, ignited He Jiangxiu's flesh and blood, stimulated He Jiangxiu's potential, and induced He Jiangxiu's final epiphany.
Behind He Jiangxiu, two streamers, black and white, appeared, rotating and intertwining with each other, and finally converged into a yin and yang array.
This is a vision that only appears when a monk is about to break through the heavenly realm.