I stared into Lien Daozhen's eyes and said, "If you continue to fight, your body may not be able to hold it."
This is not what I am bragging about. Lian Dao is indeed powerful, and the energy gathered by the five incarnations is enough to destroy the world. However, Wudiquan is a means of group fighting, and it is not as good as Ji Sun's body in terms of single strength.
Now, under the urging of Ji Sun's spirit, Ji Sun's body has been tapped to its full potential. One punch and one kick can break the world barrier. This kind of power can already be compared with the Emperor Fengdu in the underworld.
Of course, Emperor Fengdu broke the world barrier, just doing it at will, but I have to punch with all my strength. In contrast, I am naturally much inferior.
But if only compared with the incarnation of Lien Daozhen Emperor Quan, I still have this confidence.
However, Lian Daozhen did not hesitate, and only said: "It's okay, keep coming!"
He has a firm tone of voice, a kind of undaunted energy. I also understand that if the streamer cannot be broken, then he will definitely die. It's a death after all, it's better to take a gamble.
Therefore, I no longer hesitate, and continue to fight with one punch.
Lian Daozhen's body was constantly swayed by me, and his banging sound slowly turned into a muffled sound. This means that his bones have been broken by me. But Lian Dao really didn't frown. He was trying to control his body while I was throwing a fist.
Gradually, one of his arms appeared from the streamer.
I cried out in surprise, and threw my fist more excitedly. Then, even Daozhen's legs, waist, head, and finally most of his body were smashed out of the colorful streamer.
Although he is not far from getting out of trouble, his body has suffered too many attacks from me, so that his whole body is limp, as if there is no bone.
The calm face was also full of fatigue and weakness at the moment. Looking at his pale face, I had to stop and ask again: "Can you still hold it?"
Lian Daozhen looked at me, nodded slightly, and said, "I can hold it!"
I hummed, and then, like a hardworking blacksmith, waved my arm, vowing to smash Lian Dao into what I wanted!
After a punch, I don't know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe a few seconds, and the sky shook even more.
In the power world of Tao, endless power is constantly pouring out to strengthen the colorful streamer. But the streamer turned around, expanding the range occupied by the vortex.
The gap in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, it almost covers a small part of the real world.
You know, the real world today is tens of thousands of times bigger than it was three years ago. Being able to cover a small half of the world is already extremely huge.
At the same time, the golden avenue formed by Monk Jue Ming was spread out and was tens of thousands of miles wide.
Where is the main road, it is basically a golden curtain, which indicates that a new chaos is about to unfold.
"boom… "
With a sound, Lian Daozhen was beaten out. He finally got out of the colorful streamer, but all his power was absorbed by the streamer, and his body was broken to pieces by me, so when he flew out, he didn't even have the strength to stabilize his figure. My eyes were quick and my hands were quick, I grabbed him.
There was a crackling sound from the side, and the slaughter of Buddha and Arhat, still kept hitting the golden avenue with golden sticks, but his power was not as good as mine, how could he get Monk Jueming out of trouble
Monk Jueming's figure is already a little fuzzy, and soon, he will all turn into golden light to pave the way for the Buddhas to come.
In order to save Lian Daozhen, I punched countless times in a row. I was so tired that I couldn't raise my hand. How could I still have the strength to save Monk Jueming.
Seeing that Monk Jue Ming was about to die here.
Ah Da suddenly roared with anger, and a large amount of black aura continuously poured out of his body. These auras condensed behind him and turned into a huge black Buddha that is thousands of feet high.
This Buddha is composed of pure hatred, resentment, grief and other negative auras, let alone touching it, even if you look at it, you feel that the world is full of despair.
Ah Da roared and threw out the golden stick in his hand. The thick stick was reduced to six shackles, but he did not bind his body, but was tied to the black giant Buddha like six iron chains.
All kinds of words and pictures are constantly appearing on this iron chain. If you look closely, you can see that the words are saying:
Buddha is not a Buddha!
Kill Buddha and save sentient beings!
I go to bliss and kill all Buddhas!
Every word is like an abyss of hatred, which makes people's souls fall into hell along with them.
And in that picture, there is a monk holding a long stick, killing all the Buddhas.
The picture was bloody and cruel, but the monk looked extremely holy, and even his expression was full of compassion.
I don't know if it is an illusion. After reading the words and pictures, and then looking at the black giant Buddha, I feel that it is no longer evil, but is full of light like sunshine.
This is really incredible. It is obviously an extremely evil Buddha, but it is brighter and more just than the real Buddha.
Ah Da's body floated up, and the black giant Buddha stretched out his palm to catch him, and then slapped him heavily into his chest. The moment Ah Da merged into the giant Buddha's body, an earth-shaking coercion radiated from the Buddha's body.
That power even stopped the process of Monk Jueming's transformation into Dao.
Countless blood characters and the cruel and bloody pictures were printed on the Buddha. It stood up and stood upright, with an expression of anger and hatred on its face. An endless black fire rose from behind it, and the fire was extremely cold and evil to the extreme.
The surrounding void kept shining thunder, obviously some could not bear its power.
The black giant Buddha, in the interweaving of flame and thunder, slapped the golden avenue tens of thousands of miles wide with one palm.
There was no sound, and there was not much movement. The palm of the giant Buddha was bounced high by the golden avenue.
Dadao is the power of the Buddhas, no matter how powerful Ah Da is, he cannot beat the Buddhas.
At this moment, I suddenly remembered that someone once said that Ah Da is the body of an Arhat, the breath of a Buddha.
It now appears that this is indeed the case.
With the body of an Arhat, the mighty power like the Buddha was born, which has completely violated the world's perception of power. I am afraid that even the Buddhas cannot understand why this happened.
But I know that this is entirely because Ah Da was refined by Qi Huang Zong.
He can absorb all the negative emotions in the world, and the more he absorbs, the stronger it will be. In theory, his potential is infinite. As long as he has enough time, one day he will grow into an invincible evil Buddha in the world.
I think even Xuanyuan Huangdi, who created the Qihuang Corpse chapter, would never have imagined that there will be a Buddha-killing Arhat in the world. He could not even imagine that when the Qi Huang Shi Pian was combined with the Buddha-killing Arhat, such a terrifying existence would be created.
The palm was bounced, and the black giant Buddha was not discouraged, but even more angry. It raised its head and roared at the invisible hair on the golden avenue, as if it was declaring war against the Buddhas.
Then, it stretched out its palm again, but instead of hitting the golden avenue, it grabbed it directly at Monk Jueming.
The black giant palm rubbed and collided with the golden avenue. I can clearly see that the edge of the giant palm is constantly cracking, as if being continuously cut by sharp forces.
The giant palm couldn't break through the obstacles of the golden avenue. The Great Buddha roared again. Most of the countless blood characters and pictures on its body were swimming like flowing water, all gathered in the palm of the hand.
In an instant, the palm of his hand was red and black, as deep as a sea of blood, and as terrifying as an abyss. This is the most evil force in the world, and even the demon lord Bo Xun I have ever seen cannot be compared with it.
Blessed by the power of hatred, the giant palm began to slowly descend, and it finally broke through the power of the golden avenue. This palm grabbed Monk Jueming from the avenue, and the black blood flowed out, enveloping Monk Jueming, isolating the power of the Buddhas.
Afterwards, the giant palm, which was bleeding continuously, slowly retracted.
The golden avenue shook, as if the Buddhas were also angered by this evil existence, countless negative auras were shaken out of the giant palm, and then vanished in the golden avenue.
The body of the giant Buddha is shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, which shows that it is becoming weak.
When it was almost half smaller than before, the palm finally left the golden avenue. It clenched its fist tightly, and yelled at the sky again.
This is not a declaration of war, but a madness that declares that he has won! (End of this chapter)