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boom!
Above the sky, thunder suddenly appeared and danced with the dark clouds.
The sky rumbled and the earth trembled. This world was covered in darkness by dark clouds and lost the light of Buddhism.
Ye Chen stepped on the devil's blood sea, his head hung in the starry sky, swallowing the power of the sky, and the blood of his body flew up and danced in the sky.
Behind him, a piece of Wuhuang Demonic Land was opened up, and many strange phenomena appeared: mountains of corpses, rivers of blood, stars disillusioned in it, scorching sun shattered in it, all kinds of destruction intertwined, subverting the universe.
"Donor, why are you doing this?" Sakyamuni sighed, slowly walked out of Lingshan, and stood in the sky.
His Buddha eyes have the compassion of a Buddha and the majesty of a quasi-emperor. His thoughts are like rivers and rivers, blending with infinite power to save all sentient beings in the mortal world.
"Buddhists talk about cause and effect. The hatred between me and her is the cause, and the fight to the death... is the effect." Ye Chen crushed the stars in one step, held the universe in his fist, and blasted through the sky.
Sakyamuni sighed again and waved his hand to make the Buddha seal.
boom!
Fists and palms clashed, and there was a roar.
A halo spread infinitely from the point where the fist and palm collided, like an invisible big hand, flattening the world and causing the surrounding mountains to collapse one after another.
Ye Chen's hand bones exploded, and holy blood filled the sky.
What he was fighting against was a real quasi-emperor, and it was not an ordinary quasi-emperor. Shakya was very strong.
They are all quasi-emperors. The ancestor Fenji who was killed by him before is not even a bit different from Sakyamuni.
On the other hand, Sakyamuni remained majestic and unmoved, like an eight thousand-foot giant mountain standing in front of the Lingshan Mountain. No one could shake it.
war!
Ye Chen roared and charged with overwhelming evil energy.
Even though he knew that Sakyamuni was powerful, he was still fearless. Just because he was in awe of Buddha did not mean that he was really afraid of Buddha.
If he wants to kill Fengxian, he must destroy the mountain of Sakyamuni. The blood debt of his relatives must be repaid with blood.
Sakyamuni's eyes were full of compassion, and the turbulent sea of thought power under his feet blocked Ye Chen's sea of demons. The Buddha's Light Bodhi tree hanging above his head blocked Ye Chen's vast starry sky.
Ye Chen waved his fist, and the ancient seal script flowed between his palms, while the Tao of Chaos merged into it, and time froze with one punch.
Sakyamuni used the secret method of Buddhism to resist, removing the power of Ye Chen's punch, raising his hand and piercing Ye Chen with one finger.
As a quasi-emperor, Venerable Sakyamuni had a flash of surprise in his eyes. Ye Chen was much stronger than he expected.
The holy bones of the Dacheng Holy Body are extremely powerful and powerful, and they are blessed with ten times the combat power, which is enough to rival him.
The war breaks out, the sky and the earth are shattered, and the sky and the earth lose their color.
On one side is the ancient holy body, which has been melted with the holy bones of the great saint. It has the holy power to assist in the battle. It has also opened the immortal wheel and sky burial, with ten times the fighting power, like a god of war.
His attack was straightforward and domineering. He did not have any magical weapons, only a pair of invincible golden fists. Each punch incorporated thousands of magical powers, making him unparalleled in domineering power.
On the one hand, there is a Buddhist venerable, a true quasi-emperor. The Buddhist Zen method is profound and profound, and he controls the thoughts of all living beings, like a god, dazzling and dazzling.
Although his magical power was gentle, it was extremely powerful, and it cracked Ye Chen's holy body more than once.
The battle fluctuated so much that the theatergoers retreated again and again. Looking at the world in the distance, their eyes were full of shock, "Unexpectedly... we actually fought equally with the Venerable Sakyamuni."
"The Holy Body and Bones of Dacheng are no joke."
"The ten times combat power of the Immortal Wheel Celestial Burial is not in vain." The older monks lamented.
"If this is really a great holy body, there will be no need for a sky burial. One hand is enough to hang Sakyamuni." A wretched old man put his hands in his hands and squatted in the sky.
"Eh?" The monks from all directions tilted their heads, glanced at the wretched old man up and down, and then hurriedly saluted. The Great Sage level was no exception, with respectful expressions.
Isn't this wretched old man the same old man who went fishing earlier? I also came to watch a show.
Seeing that Holy Body Ye Chen and Sakyamuni were equally matched, even his quasi-emperor's state of mind couldn't help but be shocked.
Once again, he was extremely glad that he didn't bother Zhiyang that day. If he had to fight Ye Chen, he wouldn't be the best person.
"But the power of the Holy Bones will be lost if you use it. Sooner or later the Holy Body will be defeated." The old man lamented.
"What the seniors said is absolutely true." A great sage nodded in agreement, "There are also Ji Dao Emperor soldiers in Lingshan."
"Princess of the Phoenix tribe, this move is really good." The old man raised his head and glanced at the Phoenix Fairy on the top of the mountain.
Fengxian stood on the top of the mountain, also watching the battle. She acted very similar, with eyes full of compassion and intolerance.
At first glance, she really thought that he was a devout believer in Buddhism, compassionate towards all living beings and sincerely taking refuge.
"Fight with me, you are far behind." Her eyes always flashed with a cunning look from time to time.
At this moment, even she had to admire her plan to lead Ye Chen to fight with Lingshan. This plan was indeed wonderful, and it might even be able to destroy the enemy.
She only needs to wait until her Phoenix Clan returns from their ancestral land, then she can take off her disguise and be protected by her family.
While watching the battle, every time she saw Ye Chen bleeding in the void, she was so excited that she almost went crazy. She always wanted to laugh unbridled, but in order to disguise, she had to hide it.
"What are you laughing at, fairy?" Xu Shi was so fascinated that Fengxian didn't seem to notice anyone coming behind her.
That is Xi Zun. He has also climbed to the top of the mountain, and his eyes are quiet.
"I only feel pity, but there is no laughter." Fengxian sighed, "It's all my fault!"
"The princess of the Phoenix tribe really impressed me today." Xizun said softly, with a calm expression.
"It's just that the Buddha is profound and profound and has inspired me." Fengxian performed a Buddha salute, which became more and more like him.
puff!
While the two were talking, Ye Chen was bleeding to the sky again, and the holy body was crushed by the Buddha's seal until it burst and spurted blood.
If the power of the holy bone were any weaker, Sakyamuni would be too strong.
"Retreat!" Venerable Sakyamuni's eyes were full of kindness, like a giant Buddha, shining with golden light, dazzling.
"I would rather die than retreat." Ye Chen roared, his eyes red, bathed in the holy blood, and he attacked again.
"Ye Chen." Someone seemed to be calling from somewhere, hysterically, with grief and sadness.
That was Ji Ningshuang who was in the River of Forgetfulness. She seemed to be able to clearly see the scene here from countless miles away.
Her eyes were filled with tears, blurring her vision.
A sentence about Ye Chen can't tell the story of the vicissitudes of life. He was in the mysterious Western Desert, and she was in the restricted area of Wangchuan, but she couldn't see him.
More than two hundred years and thousands of miles away could not cover her eyes. That old figure was firmly imprinted on her soul.
"Are all members of the Holy Body so strong?" A long sigh sounded, and Po Meng appeared.
"Mother-in-law, please save him." Ji Ningshuang looked at Po Meng hopefully, with tears in her eyes. She didn't want Ye Chen to die, nor did she want the child to have no father.
"I can't get out." Po Meng shook her head helplessly.
"Then let me out." Ji Ningshuang begged.
"You don't have the power to redeem your old age." Po Meng shook her head again and looked at Ji Ningshuang's swollen lower abdomen, "The son of God's punishment must wait for the return of the king of heaven."
Ji Ningshuang looked painful, clutching her lower abdomen and groaning.
"Whether it's for you or for the sake of the child, I will seal you off." Po Meng raised her hand, and an ancient magic circle appeared in the palm of her hand, imprinted on Ji Ningshuang's eyebrows.
"No... no no..." Ji Ningshuang's face was filled with tears.
However, no matter how she screamed or begged, it was impossible to stop the ban, and the soul was being dragged into a deep sleep.
When she was on her deathbed, her dim beautiful eyes looked towards Lingshan again, wishing she could touch his face and brush away his old age and fatigue.
As the ban spread, she finally fell down, closed her eyes tremblingly, and slowly sank to the bottom of the River of Oblivion.
This letter, when I wake up again, I don’t know what year it will be. When I wake up again, I don’t know if there is still Ye Chen in this world.
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