Over the waters of the South China Sea.

The lotus throne, which is almost a hundred zhang in size, is pure white like glass, and it is shaking slightly at this moment.

Qingshi looked at the bold true dragon with his chin slightly resting on the lotus throne with a dull expression, and the weight of his huge body weighed down the lotus throne faintly.

Qingshi first turned his head slightly, looking at the sea and sky in the distance, two walls of water the size of thousands of zhang can no longer reach a single cent, and there seems to be a "narrow" body tumbling in the distance.

Then he turned his head slightly, and saw that the lotus-clothed man on the dragon's skull had a calm posture, sitting cross-legged on the flat area of the dragon's skull's eyebrows, holding up a huge scale in the center of the behemoth's forehead with both hands, and said "up" with a smile.

The bold dragon that rested his chin on the lotus seat first glanced indifferently at the bluestone on the lotus throne, and then split the dragon's lips, looking up at the solemn six-headed and twelve-armed Bodhisattva Dharma in the top sky with a smile.

It "slowly" cocked its head and left the lotus throne, its body suddenly raised, and a huge wave inevitably set off under it.

There is a dragon swinging tail.

Immediately afterwards, the two thousand-foot-high water walls in the distance collapsed and exploded in an instant, and the entire sea area was covered again and smashed back, like a piece of silk that had been shaken to the highest point.

In the vast sea area of thousands of miles, it is extremely rare to have a floating scene, all the sea water floats up in unison at this moment, the particles are distinct, as if it is covered by an invisible giant net, and it cannot seep out a single bit.

Wisps of sword qi burst from the ground, like a waterfall pouring upside down, and lifted from the far end of the sky, forming a huge circular sword array.

The sword qi was densely and forcefully handed over into a net, circling, whistling, and forcibly enveloping the entire sea area of the Purple Mansion Divine Soul.

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A figure suddenly fell in front of the lotus seat.

Qingshi looked at the lotus-clothed figure that jumped from the head of the real dragon's head with a complicated complexion, and immediately began to run wildly after smashing into the lotus seat, and the distance of dozens of zhang was instantaneous.

His Royal Highness laughed, and smashed his fist in front of Qingshi, the battle of the Purple Mansion Divine Soul, at this moment, the great vision of heaven and earth, Yi Xiao insisted on using the Purple Mansion physique to shake the magic power of Buddhism.

Qingshi didn't dodge or dodge, letting that fist smash in front of his forehead, his face was calm and he didn't retreat the slightest, but the fist was shattered inch by inch, and even Yi Xiao's wrist was shocked by his huge power The bloody scene of flesh and blood flying.

His Royal Highness laughed and closed his fist and handed it over, and the severed hand, which had been broken to the point of no longer being broken, unbelievably condensed out in the process of accumulating power in the air, and once again slammed into the center of the eyebrows in front of Qingshi's forehead.

Not surprisingly, flesh and blood flew again.

So he closed his fist again.

Qingshi's eyebrows were in severe pain, but his face was expressionless, his eyes were staring at the tireless fist shadow without blinking, the battle for the physique of the Purple Mansion, injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, was a lose-lose plan, every punch smashed into his eyebrows, and his whole body was boiling, but it could not be regarded as a thorough heart.

On the other hand, the little highness who has broken his fist seventeen or eighteen times and is still tireless should be the one who really "hurts his heart".

Yi Xiao smiled unabated, retracted his fist again, and raised it high.

Qingshi took a breath of cold air lightly, and when the next moment the fist was about to land on his eyebrows, a jade hand as bright as a golden stone appeared in front of his forehead in time.

His Royal Highness smiled and said, "The Vajra Prajna Sutra is also afraid of pain?"

Yi Xiao no longer threw a hard punch like asking for hardship, but leaned out like a hook and claw with both hands, rubbing out two long sparks on the shoulders of the bluestone.

Qingshi was finally no longer indifferent, and his hands were quickly raised to ring the bell as hard as Huang Zhong Da Lu closed.

His Royal Highness's heart trembled wildly, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his hands grabbed Qingshi's shoulders and refused to let go.

Bluestone looked up and saw the prospect clearly.

The "evil dragon" is bold at the moment, half of the body is no longer in the shallow sea, but along the Bodhisattva Buddha body on the lotus throne around the body, and finally a huge dragon head indifferently climbed on the Bodhisattva's chest and clothes, the Dafa phase was entwined and strangled to death, the twelve arms were buckled to death by the scales of the dragon body, the dragon body was slightly strangled, and the bluestone faintly had a sour feeling of uncontrolled withdrawal of arms.

The other half of the remaining dragon body was entangled with the lotus throne, layer after layer, and the dragon scales that opened and closed like sword qi pierced into the lotus.

The lotus throne shook slightly.

Qingshi muttered at this moment: "The general trend of heaven and earth is coming, and the wind is coming from thousands of miles." ”

After shaking for a moment or two, the lotus throne suddenly paused for a moment, and then fell sharply, smashing into the sea in an instant.

His Royal Highness's pupils shrank, and his eyes suddenly became pitch black.

The two of them went straight into the deep sea.

Yi Xiao's eyes lit up with gold, and he saw clearly the dignified Buddha appearance of the person in front of him, joy, anger, sorrow and joy floated uncontrollably in his heart, with a thousand emotions, just looking at each other, he couldn't help but alternate back and forth in his mind.

There was a Buddha horn that exploded in the depths of the soul.

The lotus throne fell to the bottom of the sea without knowing its tens of millions of miles, with a real dragon smashed into the bottom of the sea, the half of the dragon body entrenched around the lotus throne smashed the flesh and blood blurred, the lotus fell into the ground and then fell three feet, crushed the dragon body, slowly began to rotate, splashing a piece of scarlet blood, the "evil dragon" had no time to withdraw, can only hoarse in the deep sea under the sea and open the dragon's lips, making a gesture to swallow the Bodhisattva's head into the abdomen.

It's a big rebellion.

The Bodhisattva still smiled at the corners of his lips, ignoring this blasphemous sin, and his two arms clasped together in front of his chest slowly lifted, stretching out the small half of the dragon's body.

The pupils of the true dragon contracted slightly, and seeing that he was about to swallow a head, the upper and lower dragon lips were pulled open by two jade hands, resisting death, and he could not advance a single bit, and there was nowhere to use the huge power, so he could only tremble at the tip of his tongue, and angrily roared at the Bodhisattva Dharma with a peaceful and dignified face that no one could hear.

The entire sea shook with it.

The Bodhisattva True Dragon is so deadlocked.

Yi Xiao and Qingshi both had headaches.

His Royal Highness gritted his teeth, the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose spread on the bottom of the deep sea, he slowly moved his ten fingers, and pulled down the two combined arms of Qingshi, slowly pulling out two long marks of flesh and blood, and finally clasped Qingshi's wrists.

The two-sleeved green robe was unreasonably torn into several strips of cloth by Yi Xiao's brute force, Qingshi's expression was still unfazed, but he slowly opened his eyes, and Tianyan could clearly see that there were wisps of blood flowing around his body.

The pressure at the bottom of the deep sea is staggering.

His folded hands were unable to move anymore, so he could only let the other party clasp his wrists.

His Royal Highness also didn't have more strength to shake the body of this truly innocent glass bodhisattva, and he could only do it to the extent of "no pain or itching".

His Royal Highness's abdomen trembled slightly, and he said with emotion: "I never thought that if you talk about the strength of your divine soul, you are actually stronger than Dongjun." ”

The little monk Qingshi smiled with a heartfelt understanding: "It was your negligence, Your Highness, that the battle of the Purple Mansion that should have ended in a few breaths has been dragged into the realm of wrestling at this moment. ”

Yi Xiao sighed slightly.

When the true dragon saw the world, he should have swallowed half of the sea in one bite, or smashed the lotus throne, and the outcome of this battle for the Purple Mansion had already been decided.

It's a pity that I insisted on borrowing my strength to do the "blasphemy" rebellion, and I really suffered retribution, and was dragged to the embarrassing situation of exchanging one force for one force by bluestone.

The bluestone glass is unblemished, Donkey Kong is added, standing on the lotus throne and standing in an invincible position.

The little highness said in a belly: "Then let's see whose breath is long, whether your vajra physique will crush me first, or my sword qi will empty the South China Sea." ”

Qingshi looked at the direction of the deep sea with some emotion.

The entire South China Sea was wrapped in sword qi by His Royal Highness, and the countless sword qi that spread across the sea area of Zifu slowly dispersed from diffuse to tight, forming a large net, which contracted at an extremely fast speed at this moment, and in a short time, it was also the trend of the great prosperity when the dust settled.

Qingshi was a little enlightened.

No wonder he dared to "blaspheme".

"The battle of the Purple Mansion, looking at the momentum and the aura, this Bodhisattva treasure can be called earth-shattering. His Royal Highness breathed a long breath and said unhurriedly: "But in the end, the Purple Mansion is broken, which is the inevitable realm of soul injury. ”

Qingshi pursed his lips slightly.

His Royal Highness said softly: "You want to give me four scriptures, one is 'Great Ri Nyorai', which I saw first, and one is 'Vajra Prajna', which I also wrote down, as well as 'Triple Bhadra' and 'Thirty-three Heavens'......"

Yi Xiao raised his head, looked at the solemn Bodhisattva above his head, and at this moment, he slowly supported the magnificent scene of the real dragon's body, and said seriously: "The four scriptures really live up to their reputation. ”

Qingshi exclaimed: "Creation and cause and effect are indeed the most wonderful things in the world. I really didn't think that I would lose to you with the addition of the four Dharmas. ”

Yi Xiao shook his head with a smile and said: "If you really want to fight to the death in the Purple Mansion, you can wait until the sword qi is close to you and resist with Donkey Kong, even if Donkey Kong's body is crushed by the sword qi, as long as you leave a breath, after the Bodhisattva's angry eyes, one arm hits me, and I will most likely end up with a broken soul." ”

Qingshi smiled softly: "Dongjun must have admitted defeat immediately after seeing that 'true dragon'. ”

Yi Xiao nodded with a smile and admitted: "It's easier to win on the snowfield, but in fact, Dongjun has suffered a loss that he doesn't have a true heart with Chunleiqin. There are many great visions in the Purple Mansion, the true dragon and the Bodhisattva can be called the first-rate terrifying scene, his few spring thunder dragons, even if they fight to the death and fight to lose, it is impossible to fight with the true dragon to win. ”

Qingshi said with emotion: "Who dares to fight you to the death in the realm of the divine soul? ”

The pressure on the underwater world has increased dramatically.

The lotus throne embedded in the bottom of the sea shook violently, and the lotus began to peel off, crumble, and float uncontrollably.

Qingshi slowly raised his head, watching the entire Purple Mansion World being crushed by the sword qi from the edge, and the accumulated momentum was slowly superimposed and advanced, and the momentum was magnificent.

Eventually, it will inevitably be your turn.

A sigh.

Qingshi said with a smile: "Admit defeat, admit defeat, I can't beat you." ”