C569 (1/2)
Within the ten heavenly realms, the white clothes of the emperor of Chu are in the sky, looking down on the Yuanye chanting sutras. Countless Golden Lotus blossomed quietly, slowly covering the corpses of round killing and round robbery. These beautiful flowers, wither and bloom again, as if experiencing a mysterious reincarnation.
In the majestic and distant Sanskrit sound, the golden Brahma fire incinerates everything and slowly gathers together. Soon, the gold wish within the whole ten heavenly realms quickly turned into two cyclones, and instantly gathered into two golden sharia.
”Amitabha Yuan Ye takes a move and holds the two Sharia in his hands. He raised his head, and his face became incomparably peaceful again. ”Your Majesty, I have recited sutras for the two younger martial brothers. Now, you and I can continue the unfinished battle
”So good!” Hung Ling put away the dragon sword, looked down at him, and said with a smile, ”master Yuanye has finished the mantra of death for himself, but he can't get into the Western bliss, but fall into hell instead.”
”No trouble, your majesty. I have my own plan.” Yuan Ye stares at him and begins to gather the golden wish power. The breath of his whole body rises rapidly, and there is a tendency to completely open up his own small world. The two Sharia in his hands are rapidly ablating.
”Master, do you know why I let you have a chance to breathe without hurting the killer?” Hongling reverses the Yu Shen sword in his hand and slowly moves all the forces of the ten heavenly realms.
”Your Majesty has formed a small world, and I want to let the poor monk exert the power of the small world to verify myself!” Yuanye was not so angry that he directly told the emperor's purpose. Naturally, he knew Hong Ling's plan, but he would not make any waves.
”I am worthy of being an eminent monk. I can see my purpose so quickly!” Sensing that Yu Shenjian's world power has reached its limit, Hongling slowly closed down the ten heavenly realms and pushed it into the sword. He raised his long sword and pointed it directly at Yuanye. ”Then, master, please do something. Before you die, you can give full play to what you have learned
”Good!” Yuanye suddenly proclaims the Buddha's name, and his hands quickly condense, picking up the flower fingers and offering up the rosary beads in his hands. His mind moved, and his will power suddenly shook. Bang! One hundred and eight Purple Jade glazed beads were broken in an instant, releasing an indescribable force.
The purity of this gold wish power with purple hair is far beyond Yuanye's own cultivation. Hongling and Yuanye are shrouded in the small world opened by it. Yuanye's own breath, in the moment of the emergence of this small world, suddenly climbed to an indescribable height.
”It's interesting. I didn't expect that some of the Fanxiu in the fairyland had such a powerful little world!” Hongling carefully sensed the power of this small world, and a trace of dignified color flashed through her eyes.
Yuanye's own strength is not vulgar, and the breath of this small world is far beyond this Buddhist monk. Once the two are superimposed, the force it erupts is a geometric multiple of the existence of terror. Even if yu Shenjian had already accepted all the power of the ten heavenly realms, Hongling was still afraid of the round industry at this time.
”Your Majesty, be careful. I am a quiet elder inherited from the temple. If you kill your majesty carelessly, please don't worry about it Although the monk said it peacefully, Hong Ling could keenly capture the killing intention in his body like the tide.
”Master, let me do what I can. If I fall here, I'm not as good as others. I can't blame you!” Hong Ling exhaled a long breath of turbid Qi, and pushed the power of the sword to the extreme.
”Amitabha Yuan Ye Gao Xuan Buddha's name, suddenly roll forward and clap it.
In an instant, the void shrouded by the whirling small world, suddenly there are golden palms flying down in the sky. These palms, which broke out far beyond the power of Taiyi, quickly drowned the emperor of Chu and made the Vatican monk smile.
Boom! Boom! The tyrannical palm print constantly blows on the void in which Hong Ling is, and in an instant bursts out a terrible air wave. And in the waves and tides of willpower, a dark golden sword is shining, if the sun never dies.
Hongling urged Yu Shenjian to spread the sword meaning of the power of the small world within ten Zhang of his body. These fierce and sharp sword meaning, at this time, turned into a powerful barrier, blocking all the palm prints. This strange scene makes Yuanye frown.
He did not expect that the emperor of Chu could block the power of the whirling small world with his sword sense. If such a terrible monster can leave alive today, I don't know whether it is the welfare of the world or the doom of the world. However, he intended to kill this man, so he did not intend to keep his hand.