Rama smiled lightly, "It's not about death, it's about liberation." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Then Rama's eyes gradually became dark gold, and he could no longer see the emotions of being a living being. The Shaluo twin trees behind them are still thriving, but the wild grasses and wild flowers all over the mountain have withered, and those fresh aromas have become foul-smelling, as if this is the natural Yinshan weather.

As for the temple that has existed for an unknown number of years, it is difficult to distinguish whether this bell is the enlightenment of this life and the past life, or the light of the lost sea of suffering.

Rama's body gradually emitted a faint Buddha light, covering his ordinary monk's robes, and finally became a brocade robe, dotted with stars, if a hanging galaxy was woven into it.

In Shen Lian's perception, Rama's aura dimmed at an incredible speed, replaced by a powerful and immobile will, which seemed to be buried in the deepest part of the earth, and was so strong that even Vajra could not match.

Shen Lian could slightly understand the helplessness in Rama's heart, no matter how much magic power he cultivated, he was just making wedding clothes for the king of Jizo. Can this be blamed for the ruthlessness of the King of Jizo, no wonder. Because Shen Lian can deeply understand the indifference of the will of the King of Jizo, which is the detachment of abandoning oneself and transforming the appearance of sentient beings, and truly attaining the four meditations and eight determinations, and finally must not think about it.

I can't tell if it's the King of Jizo or Rama, what Shen Lian can be sure of is that this Buddha, perhaps the greatest Buddhist saint, has never fully returned, otherwise the entire Yin Mountain will not be able to bear his vastness.

But seeing that the other party stretched out a plain palm, enveloping all time and space, if in the past, if in the future, it will definitely come to the present. This is a desperate palm.

In front of the palm power, the void turned into chaos, followed by the birth of the sun, moon and stars, the birth of mountains and rivers, and the birds, beasts, insects and fish running and flying high.

In the palm of your hand, there is both the world and time and space.

Shen Lian slowly drew his sword, the whole trance was in a trance, Hongfei was in the dark, but he could clearly see that his movements were meticulous, the combination of movement and static, the complex and contradictory changes of the god's shape, and in an instant, there were hundreds of millions of sword qi as fine as dust, which erupted in an instant, occupying the light and covering the pole of the sky, omnipresent and omnipresent.

The world born from Rama's palm kept stirring, and finally in that dusty billions of sword qi, it turned into the eight most basic objects of heaven, earth, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, and finally dissipated nothingness.

Shen Lian seemed to have mastered all the intricate contradictions and changes in the universe, and like a cook, he relied on hundreds of millions of dust sword qi to dissect the world, completing this almost incredible feat.

This was more wonderful than any peerless mana or peerless supernatural power, and the ease and indifference on Shen Lian's face showed that he still had some strength left.

Chao Xiaoyu was beside Shen Lian, and she didn't go anywhere.

It was precisely because she was so close that she realized more deeply that Shen Lian's cultivation was becoming more and more unpredictable, which made her faintly touch her heart, as if the eggshell that wrapped her heart was about to be broken and she could see a new world.

Rama clasped his hands together, and behind him was born a dharma figure that penetrated the heavens and the earth. It was not an ordinary Dharma Heaven and Earth supernatural power, as soon as this Dharma Venerable came out, his aura increased by more than ten times.

The most terrifying thing is that Chao Xiaoyu and Shen Lian didn't have time to react, and fell into a cold and dark time and space, which was the deepest and most secluded underworld, imprisoning countless demons who would never be detached, and earth-shattering grievances, as if the immeasurable Dharma could not be dissolved.

Chao Xiaoyu immediately understood the horror of these grievances. Legend has it that the king of Jizo swore that "hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha", and the reason why hell is not empty is precisely because of these evil ghosts who will never be able to be reborn, and their grievances have been congested in the deepest part of the underworld since the beginning of the world.

Now these grievances have also become a sharp weapon in the hands of the huge law minister.

The resentment gathered at a speed like lightning and fire, and the former method stretched out his hand to gather his hand, and the palm of his hand just contained the resentment, and a huge ghost eye was born from the palm of his hand, with endless terror.

If this is just an ordinary Heavenly Immortal Bodhisattva now, he will immediately be covered with spiritual light, fall into reincarnation, and ruin his cultivation of heaven and earth.

That eye shot out a ray of light, as if carrying the law of cause and effect, making Shen Lian inescapable, unavoidable. He only had a difficult idea, raised the tip of the sword slightly, drew a sword momentum that seemed to be sealed, and finally narrowly faced the light that could not be broken.

The essence of Yuan Tu was so strong that it was almost indestructible, the light stirred the tip of the sword, and countless small black holes appeared in a dense and dense manner, containing the power of the big bang from the source.

But there are still some imperceptible ghost eyes, which are divided into wisps.

Pierced Shen Lian's coat, leaving dozens of gaps, and it could even be seen that Shen Lian's crystal jade skin was cut, leaving scorch marks.

Shen Lian was unmoved, but just put the Yuantu sword back into the sheath, and when the whole person collected the sword, he also hid all his breath, showing the Dao rhyme of Yi Dao's return.

At this moment, even if he is as strong as Maitreya or Da Ri Rulai, he can only see Shen Lian, and he will never be able to penetrate all his deeds.

King Jizo, who descended on Rama's body, was an exception, but he stopped his movements, and the huge dharma form was withdrawn, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.

Chao Xiaoyu unconsciously clenched the Ah Nose Killing Sword, her mysterious and wonderful spiritual sense allowed her not to have any accidents, choose the most appropriate time, and use the power of the Ah Nose Killing Sword in the most critical moment.

No one will be a more suitable partner for Shen Lian than Chao Xiaoyu, their selfless trust in each other allows them to have a tacit understanding beyond everything to achieve those unimaginable feats.

"If you ask for liberation, then this sword is called liberation. ”

The extremely light and faint voice drifted in the dark time and space, and even covered the howls of those evil ghosts who could never turn over, and there was no harshness.

The Yuan Tu Sword unsheathed at a speed that surpassed the electric light, followed by a galaxy that crossed the universe, and in an instant, the galaxy condensed into an imperceptible thin line. This thin line is the condensation of the killing power of the Yuan Slaughter Sword.

And the killing machine of Yuan Tu destroys all tangible things, which symbolizes the great destruction before the great liberation.

The thin line that was not as wide as an ordinary person's eyes narrowed slightly, fell directly in front of the other party. The brocade robe rippled like a lake wave, trying to unload all the power of attack.

But that thin line is unstoppable. In an instant, the brocade robe, which I don't know what kind of shocking power it was, turned into strips of rags in the sky, and the thin threads were circling round and round, trapping Rama.