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"Then...who is that?" Looking at the golden holy figure behind Ye Chen, everyone below showed surprise.
"Chen Zhan." The old man, Quasi-Emperor, said leisurely, looking up at Tianxiao, his old eyes filled with awe.
"Then...that's Chen Zhan?" There was an uproar from all directions.
In Chenzhan, he became a holy body, and his reputation was not inferior to that of Emperor Huang.
Throughout the ages, his myth has been sung from generation to generation, and his epoch-making Holy Body has shocked the world.
His death is still regrettable. He had combat power that rivaled that of the Great Emperor, but he died in a ridiculous melee.
"I actually invited Chen Zhan's will, what a terrifying future life!" The old man Quandi murmured, looking dazed.
"Sakyamuni invited the Golden Body of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and Ye Chen created the Holy Shadow of Chen Zhan. This battle is going to be interesting."
"One is the Great Emperor, and the other is the Great Holy Body."
"Dacheng Holy Body vs. Buddha Emperor, is this battle considered a duel across an era?"
Some people murmured softly, looking up at the sky, sighing.
When Emperor Buddha was alive, there was no Great Saint in that era.
When Chen Zhan was alive, there was no great emperor in that era.
Now that the two wills meet in this form, it should make up for the regret of the two supreme beings.
The spectators all opened their eyes and looked up to the sky.
I couldn't witness the duel between the Great Emperor and the Dacheng Holy Body with my own eyes, but it was an honor to see the battle of their wills.
They should be grateful to Ye Chen and Sakyamuni. Without them, it would be difficult for them to see this cross-era rivalry.
The sky is filled with rumblings, and the heaven and earth are also shaking.
One Buddha, one holy body, and one great holy body, the Great Buddha, stand in the void on two sides, facing each other from a distance.
This time, it is considered a two-on-two lineup. No matter who wins or loses, it will become a legend and be remembered forever.
Why!
But I heard Sakyamuni sigh and take the Buddhist mudra.
"Are you sighing for the common people or for the undead?" Ye Chen said lightly, "If they are the undead, there is no need. They don't need your mercy."
After saying this, Ye Chen also took the seal, the exclusive holy body seal.
The Emperor Buddha raised his hand, and the thoughts of all sentient beings converged on the palm of his hand. They merged with the laws of the emperor's way and intertwined with Buddhist Zen techniques, forming a swastika in the palm of his hand.
At the same time, Chen Zhan also raised his hand, clenching the bright golden fist tightly, Tai Chi transformed the universe, gave birth to four images, evolved into eight wastelands, intertwined all things, and then all things merged into one and merged into the golden fist. Between the palms and fingers, there were ancient seal scripts flowing , there is also the supreme way to bless it.
Under the spotlight, the Buddha's Seal and the Golden Fist are infinitely close.
Who is weak and who is strong? The people below can’t take their eyes off it.
At this moment, the wind in the sky and the earth stopped blowing, the falling leaves were frozen in the air, the void space solidified, and the years and time seemed to have stopped.
Everything, in this moment, turned into eternity, just to witness the duel between two supreme beings.
Palms and fists collided, but there was no earth-shattering bang.
I saw golden ripples spreading at the point where the palm and fist collided, infinitely extending to all directions.
Wherever it passed, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, mountains were razed to the ground, rivers turned into red earth, and patches of plains...
The attack between the Dacheng Holy Body and the Buddha Emperor destroyed the heaven and earth, and all light in the world dimmed.
Even the Wangchuan Forbidden Zone was filled with huge waves.
"It's touching that two little kids met in this era in such a state." Po Meng smiled and gently waved her hands to calm the waves.
The Wangchuan restricted area instantly fell into deathly silence.
Looking at the empty sky again, the golden body of the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Buddha Emperor and the golden shadow of the Holy Body Chenzhan also slowly dissipated with a blow, and their souls returned to the heaven and earth.
What can be seen is that before the two supreme beings left, they both showed ancient respect for each other.
That is the recognition of a great emperor to a great saint, and it is also the respect of a great saint to a great emperor, the peak of the peak, the sympathy for each other.
They are tied in one move, and no one can defeat the other.
They disappeared, but the world was silent.
Everyone looked up and looked dazed. The inter-era battle between the Great Emperor and the Dacheng Holy Body ended in a draw.
At this moment, no one dares to question the myth that the Great Holy Body rivals the Great Emperor, and no one dares to underestimate the majesty of the Great Emperor. They are all at the pinnacle of Tao, and no one is weaker than the other.
Xutian, Sakyamuni vomited blood, and Ye Chen also vomited blood.
Sakyamuni Buddha's body split open, and most of the Buddha's light was annihilated in an instant, and even the thoughts of all sentient beings were silenced.
Ye Chen's holy body also exploded, and the golden glow all over his body dimmed a lot. The demonic blood sea he stepped on also returned to peace, and the violence and bloodthirsty retreated one after another.
"It's not over yet." Ye Chen suddenly froze his figure and reshaped his holy body, his eyes flashed with divine light and his fighting spirit was high.
Sakyamuni still sighed, but the Buddha's palm reached towards the spiritual mountain.
Then, a ray of Buddha light flew out and fell into his hand.
After looking carefully, I realized that the Buddha's light was actually a demon-conquering pestle, engraved with Buddhist inscriptions and the laws of the emperor's way flying around.
"Oh my God! Ji... Ji Dao Emperor Weapon." Everyone in the world exclaimed, as if everyone knew what it was.
The imperial weapon of subduing the demon pestle, the supreme supreme emperor weapon of Buddhism, was held in the hands of Sakyamuni, which imbued him with imperial power, like a dazzling god, making people awe.
"It was the will of the Buddha in the front, and the imperial soldiers of the Buddhist family in the back. The supreme venerable was forced to use all his trump cards." Hisses and tongue-smackings continued, and his eyes were filled with shock.
"Ye Chen's strength is astonishing, it's unbelievable!"
"What are you going to do to stop him this time?" the old man quasi-emperor murmured, looking at Ye Chen quietly, a little worried.
"The imperial army destroyed the world and destroyed the world. Ye Chen will be suppressed."
"Even if he is defeated, he is still enough to look down on the world." Too many older monks took a deep breath.
"The sea of suffering has no end, but when you turn around you will find the shore." Sakyamuni's words were solemn and solemn, like the sound of a great bell and the great Lu, resounding through the sky, with the compassion of the Buddha and the majesty of the quasi-emperor.
"Put away your compassion. If you don't know what love is in the world, don't talk to me about the sea of suffering." Ye Chen said lightly, his voice was like eternal thunder, shaking the sky.
Facing Shakya holding the imperial weapon, he was still fearless. What he had was only his undying faith and invincible fighting spirit.
He rushed over, bathed in the holy blood, like a doomsday war god, about to strike the pinnacle blow of his life.
He didn't have magic weapons to help him fight, he only had flesh and blood golden fists. One punch combined the principles of Taoism, the power of holy bones, the power of blood, the origin of the holy body, the power of reincarnation, thousands of magical powers, and many existences into one punch.
"He... what is he going to do? Is he going to defeat the emperor's soldiers with his bare hands?" There was an uproar from all directions, and everyone saw his eyes bulging.
How powerful are the extremely powerful imperial weapons, the emperor's own imperial weapons, how powerful they are, destroying the heaven and the earth!
Weapons of this level can only be resisted by imperial soldiers of the same level. Who dares to defeat them with flesh and blood
Ye Chen's actions shocked the world, and he waved his golden fist to compete with the imperial soldiers and fight for a bright future.
With everyone's attention again, the imperial weapon's demon-subduing pestle and the Holy Body's punch were infinitely close, which was also an eternal moment.
Who is weak and who is strong? Everyone is in a daze.
For some reason, they actually believed that the unyielding man could defeat the Buddhist Emperor's soldiers with his bare hands.
The imperial weapon Demon-Conquering Pestle collided with the Golden Fist of the Holy Body.
The empty sky suddenly collapsed and became pitch black, with lightning and thunder, and the stars disappeared in it.
Ye Chen's holy fist exploded, and the overbearing holy body also exploded, blood and bones intertwined, and the sky was filled with stars.
The imperial weapon, the Demon-Conquering Pestle, was knocked over, and Sakyamuni flew out. The Buddha's body was stained with blood, and the dazzling Buddha's bones were shattered.
Ye Chen did it. The ancient holy body, which was not a great success, actually received the emperor's soldiers with his bare hands, which was not inferior to the reputation of his predecessors.
"I... I was so stubborn with my bare hands, but... I actually defeated the emperor's soldiers." Everyone was shocked, both the spectators and the Ten Thousand Buddhas in Lingshan were shocked at this moment.
"The ancient holy body is invincible at the same level and is on par with the emperor. Today it has created another immortal myth."
"What a respectable lineage." The older monks were excited, the younger ones were formidable, and the Holy Body was even more awe-inspiring.
"This... this is impossible." On the top of the mountain, the face of the impatiens had turned pale, and there was still a pretense of seeing through the world of mortals. It stepped back, eyes full of fear.
"Fengxian, take your life." Ye Chen roared to the sky. Taking advantage of Sakyamuni's flight, he dragged the bloody holy body and rushed to Lingshan to capture Fengxian alive.
"Sacrifice array." Ten thousand Buddhas shouted together, all sitting cross-legged on the ground, each holding the Buddha's seal and reciting scriptures.
Then, a ten thousand-foot golden Buddha appeared, covering the entire Lingshan Mountain. It was the protective barrier of the Buddhist family. .
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