At the moment when "Jiang Mingyin" was condensed, the shadow of the golden Buddha under his feet was instantly shattered, like a Xuanwu phantom, turning into a little golden light, which was greedily absorbed by Jiang Ming's divine consciousness and turned into "Jiang Ming".

Fused with the huge body of the Buddha, "Jiang Ming" suddenly flourished with golden light, illuminating the limited sea of divine consciousness at the moment, and the entire sea of divine consciousness was full of bright golden light.

"Roar!"

The fledgling "Jiang Ming" seemed to have consciousness, feeling the pressure from the outside world gathering pressure on his world, and suddenly let out an unyielding roar.

That roar brought a huge anti-shock force and swept the world with Golden Jiang Ming as the center, pushing all the invading Lotus Demon Suppression Array Sanskrit sounds backwards!

"Knock knock!"

There were nine muffled sounds in a row, mixed with nine muffled snorts. The bodies of the nine Buddhist disciples on the periphery were slammed one by one on the nine-petaled almost condensed lotus petals, and they fainted.

The lotus petals quickly began to dim and fade. Reveal the lotus stamen inside.

At this time, Jiang Ming, who was already sitting in a pool of blood, immediately reduced the pressure on his body a lot. Consciousness gradually cleared, but the pressure above his head was still heavy, and he struggled and screamed to slowly lift his head up.

"the groove, the groove, the groove!! this, it's a miracle! It's incredible! This little junior brother named Jiang Ming is too hanging!" It was still the male disciple who had lost his voice before, and he was already shocked beyond what he could do.

"Grandma, this new kid...... These twelve bald asses have been punished!"

"Ah......hh Jiang Ming, I want to have a ......... with you" Countless female disciples screamed and jumped, like crazy.

There were tears flashing in the little fat man's eyes, and he had already held back, but his nose suddenly became sore, and he still couldn't help but shed tears.

"Senior sister, this kid... After all, it didn't disappoint..."

At this time, Feng Fengwei was also extremely moved, although her face was flat, the knuckles of her hands in her sleeves were already white, and this heavenly lady from the supreme family was trembling slightly...

Zhang Ruoyu suddenly jumped up from the seat regardless of his image, staring at the middle of the field, stupid.

Lotus Demon Array, although the shape of the nine-petal lotus flower has been broken, the most critical lotus stamen is still there.

At this time, the lotus petals have completely disappeared. On the lotus stamen, although the three heroes of Buddhism are creative, they are all deeply cultivated, persevering, and still persistent.

Jiang Ming sat in a pool of blood, tilted his neck and slowly opened his eyes, at this time there was almost no yuan power available in his body, but his divine sense was strong, although his eyes were full of blood, but his eyes were the windows of the primordial gods, and his eyes were as stunning as the sun.

Xuan Che, who was sitting in front of him, had his eyes closed. But by his gaze, there was a kind of Buddha sitting in his heart glared at, not moving the Buddha's heart suddenly lost, all the cultivation of Buddhism is from the heart, people govern the heart, the heart governs the law. His Buddha heart was lost, and the yuan power in his body suddenly dissipated.

The three of them are each other's horns, and each is indispensable. The corner of Xuan Che was broken, and Xuan Silence and Xuan Xuan suddenly fell to the side one after another.

The golden lotus stamen, which had been condensed by the endless cultivation of the twelve Buddhist leaders for a long time, turned into a golden light rain after being broken by the suppressed people, feeding Jiang Ming's body and gradually integrating into Jiang Ming's body.

Jiang Ming's physical body quickly regained its strength. Triggering a tragic change in the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, with Jiang Ming as the center on the Dao platform, a violent wind suddenly blew!

At the top of the stands, seven figures jumped up at the same time, exclaiming almost at the same time: "This is... Broken?"

"Unexpectedly, under the pressure of the blockade and siege of the Lotus Demon Array, the foundation of the Shinto that was so forged is only afraid that there are no ancients before..."

"This son, unlimited!"

The golden light and rain that the lotus stamen had turned into had all been integrated into Jiang Ming's body in an instant. Converged in his lower abdomen and transformed into a blue and red Tai Chi Immortal Diagram. Then the Taiji Immortal Diagram shook violently, and the surging Yuan Force rushed towards Jiang Ming's limbs and bones.

In the Tai Chi Immortal Diagram, the blue and red colors stop chasing. The Taiji diagram is tiled within Jiang Ming's lower abdomen and rotates like a wheel on its own.

Ninety-nine eighty-one dazzling blood rays rose from the Taiji diagram, and then rotated and intertwined with each other, as if they had turned into a pillar that reached the sky in Jiang Ming's body!

There were also eighty-one invisible whirlwinds around Jiang Ming's body, echoing the Divine Dao in his body. The violent wind had swept up the twelve Buddhist disciples on the platform, and then they were thrown to the ground and picked up by a group of Buddhist disciples.

Jiang Ming's body was gradually lifted up by the sky-high wind, straight up like a demon god, and the wind swept in all directions. Large swathes of the valley were enveloped in strong winds, howling angrily.

Jiang Ming's long hair fluttered, his blood-stained clothes hunted, spilling patches of blood, and everyone's eyes followed Jiang Ming to rise slowly, and gradually burst into tears.

They saw Jiang Ming's perseverance, Jiang Ming's unyielding, and really saw Jiang Ming's strength.

Countless people began to admire this emaciated boy from the bottom of their hearts, shouting for him and shouting for him.

I don't know when, all the long swords worn by the disciples of the whole valley trembled with excitement, and the sound of sword chanting gradually converged into a current that resounded in the valley.

The whirlwind outside Jiang Ming's body became more and more violent, and then all the long swords in the valley came out of their sheaths on their own, flying into the air, circling and flying around Jiang Ming.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the bloody but unyielding black figure in the sky, and thousands of swords flew around him, with a huge momentum, like the emperor of heaven in the dust.

Countless Taoist disciples and military disciples felt in their hearts, and couldn't help but recite the supreme Xuanmen scripture at the same time—"Immortal Dao Sutra":

"Humanity is insignificant, the fairy road is boundless, and the ghost road is happy! When life is the door, the immortal road is noble, and the ghost road is noble; The fairy road is often auspicious, and the ghost road is often self-murderous; The high and clear are beautiful, and the sad song is in the space; I only hope that heaven will come to pass, and I don't want to be humane and poor. In the northern capital of Quanmiao Mansion, there are 10,000 ghosts. But if you want to curb people's calculations and cut off people's lives; A Ren Song Cave Chapter, to take the north Luo Xu, recite the demon spirit, and kill the six ghosts. The weather is swinging, and my road is prosperous!"

The ancient scriptures were repeated in their mouths, with great sound and for a long time. They are praising Jiang Ming, and they are also encouraging themselves without regrets.

Today's Jiang Ming has bloodily proved to them with practical actions what is the ghost way, humanity, and fairy way.

Humanity is drenched in blood, but it can achieve the joy of immortal path.

A thought of your life, a thought of your end. Although humanity is bitter, our generation gritted its teeth and insisted on pouring blood, and finally proved the boundless road in a desperate situation! In the coming day, the heavens will swing, and my way will be prosperous, which is the end of humanity!

Thousands of disciples don't know how long they have been chanting, and they don't care about the time. I only felt that my chest was expressed, and my blood was boiling.

Countless people can't help but shed tears, not cowardice, but the heart of the heart, the true feelings.