Yun Weisi shot.
With his sword tactic, the Spring Dynasty sword is divided into three paths, and it can be swept toward Zhou!
The light of the sword is like a rainbow, the force is like electricity, like an arrow from a string, no one can stop it.
He didn't want to kill Zhou Ke, but wanted to cut off the chains that bound Zhou Ke.
However, Jianguang stopped when it was about three feet away from Zhou!
After a while, the sword light was swallowed by an invisible barrier, but the body of the Chunchao sword, because Yun Weisi saw the opportunity early, withdrew in time and returned to his hands.
At the same time, Yun Weisi and Chang Ming, both front, back, left and right, were pressed close by the eight paths, and the golden light was dazzling and dazzling.
Chang Ming looked around, and saw that the eight coercion gradually took shape and turned into the appearance of spring late.
It's just that these eight "spring late" are all translucent, and if they appear to be nothing, they seem to dissipate at any time.
Chang Ming was a little shocked, and immediately covered it up.
"Taoism has always said that there is a three-purity transformation of Qi. Many people spend their entire lives, and it is incredible to be able to cultivate a god-transforming avatar. I did not expect that Chunchi Buddha's head has reached the realm of countless incarnations, which is really extraordinary. !"
His face was clear, but his heart sank a little.
If they want to win today, I am afraid it will be even more difficult. I thought that they and the ghost king would join forces to smash a hole in the Wanlian Buddha, but it seems that the Wanlian Buddha is hidden deeper than they thought.
Chun Chi's cultivation is not under the great master, at least.
There are thousands of ghosts outside, chaos in the secluded capital, traps everywhere, and thousands of incarnations. The Wanlian Buddha Land can lure them here. I must have been fully prepared.
While thinking about it, the eight incarnations have already shot at the same time, and the Buddha's seal has turned into golden light, which is emitted at the same time as the Buddha's sound in Chunchi's mouth.
"Om!"
When the first syllable was uttered, the layers of pagodas descended from the sky with golden light. The golden threads and silver threads were colorful, with brilliant brilliance.
Looking closely around the pagoda, it is exactly the word "Om" in the six-character scriptures, stacked layer by layer, slowly rotating, the scriptures and the pagoda are shining brightly, reflecting each other, with supreme power, making it bright If there are thousands of chains on his body, it will make him breathless and almost suffocate.
He opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't make a sound. Even if he silently recited the sword art in his heart, it was like being locked by an invisible force, trapping his consciousness so tightly that no one could see through it.
The stupa began to shrink, and the golden light seemed to be substantial, restraining the body little by little, and blood even began to ooze under the clothes.
Chang Ming's expression was very calm, as if he was suffering and had nothing to do with him.
The golden light got tighter and tighter, and even restrained the shape of the flesh under the clothes. Chunchi's incarnation changed his expression, his fingers slightly touched, and a lotus flower fell on the top of the pagoda, and the golden light exploded!
The trapped body also disintegrated and shattered to pieces!
No, I didn't feel Jiufang Changming's death. Could it be that he has also cultivated into an incarnation
As soon as he thought about it, he found that there was another person behind him.
It's Changming!
The sword light, the overwhelming sword light.
Relying on the purple qi of the sky, swinging the strange evil of Liuhe.
The brilliance of the pagoda was suppressed for a while, and as soon as the Four Fei swords came out, the four wilds could not compete with them.
"Not an incarnation."
Seemingly seeing the doubts of Chunchi's incarnation, Changming took the initiative to solve his doubts.
"I don't have the opportunity to be the first in Chunchi, and I can't cultivate these thousands of incarnations, but the art of turning things into gods has reached the realm of transformation, so it's better to come and see today, whether your incarnation is strong or my puppet. Is the technique strong?"
"So, very good."
As soon as the voice fell, Chunchi's incarnation turned four into one, hanging in the air, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands pinched extremely complex handprints, the palms turned over like flowers blooming and falling, and the lotus petals bloomed with them. The Buddha's light is holy and inviolable.
What this extremely bright and beautiful golden lotus brings to Changming is endless coercion. The lotus is getting bigger and bigger, like a Buddhist pagoda rising slowly, hovering above Changming's head, sprinkled with golden light, and looking from afar Go, Changming's whole person is like bathing in the Buddha's light.
Those who recite the scriptures are peaceful and peaceful, and those who listen to the scriptures have no desires or desires. From the perspective of onlookers, this is exactly the image of the devoutly listening to the scriptures and believing in the Buddha in the Buddhist scriptures. The turbulent undertow under the water, and the collision of a little reef and a whirlpool, may drag people into a place of doom.
The coercion of the lotus turned into a boundless illusion, trapping Changming’s body, mind, and consciousness layer by layer. It was better than the pagoda just now. If the pagoda was just an appetizer before dinner, then the hard dishes really began to be served at this moment. .
Changming only felt that he was in the realm of immortals and Buddhas, with golden lotuses blooming all over his body, radiant with brilliance, Buddha flags fluttering, scriptures flowing silently in the void, all dharmas could not be seen, and the color was empty, and the person in the center was the master of Buddhism. Xu Tianzang Buddha, if you look closely, it looks like Chunchi. His eyes are closed, the thumb and middle finger of his right hand are pinched together, touching the palm of his left hand, and the five fingers of his left hand are stacked one by one, half wrapping them. right hand.
This is a very secret and complicated dharma in Buddhism. It is said that those who hold this dharma can obtain golden light that is indestructible. , The inside and outside are clear, which is already the state of Great Perfection. Those who see it, only by bowing down to be taught, and worshipping both physically and mentally, can you be forgiven by the Buddha and turn back to the shore.
It was under this formula that the second word of the six-character incantation was spoken.
"Well!"
With just one word, the sound of the Buddha evoked it, like a lion roaring, and all the beasts were terrified by it.
Under the trembling of the lotus, the petals fell and smashed on Changming's head, like a mountain collapsing, it was unstoppable.
The spiritual barrier around Changming's body cracked inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the petals pressed down further, and they were about to hit his body.
The petals as light as a feather are actually heavier than the rocks, and they can kill a person in an instant.
At this time, Chang Ming raised his hand and made an action.
He gently brushed the top of his head like he was brushing the fallen leaves from the top of his head.
Four or two thousand pounds.
The heavy petals were all swept away and floated in the direction of the late spring.
The scenery of Zhou Tian, from the spring blossoms just now, also turned into ice and snow with his flick.
A strong wind was blowing, and the snowflakes were violently rolled towards the two of them.
Once closed and released, the two have officially played against each other twice.
Both times, Chunchi made the first move, once let Changming use the puppet-turning technique to resolve it, and the other time was overlapped by Changming with a new illusion, which in turn put Chunchi in a test.
Chunchi is not surprising.
If the person in front of him can be easily defeated by himself, then he is not worthy of being called Jiufang Changming.
Because the four characters Jiufang Changming once represented the most powerful existence in the world.
The other party is very knowledgeable, has a wide range of sects, and has also gone deep into Buddhism in order to study the methods of Buddhist cultivation. Although such behaviors are despised by Buddhists, Chunchi has never looked down on Jiufang Changming like Jiang Li, the sect master of Wanjian Xianzong.
In his opinion, Jiufang Changming is an extremely difficult opponent. Decades ago, the other party used his own strength to defeat the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation. In the end, the current Jiufang Changming may be slightly inferior to the one he cultivated a few decades ago, but since this person can come back after a lifetime of calamities, he may not be able to break through the obstacles and reach a higher level in time.
He felt that he might be able to pass today's battle and understand the mystery that has not been resolved for a long time.
The wind and snow were biting to the bone, scraping Chunchi's monk's robe and rolling, he stayed still, closed his eyes and meditated, and soon golden light appeared all over his body.
The golden light spreads like ripples, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish. Every time it rings, the wind and snow become weaker. Until the ninth time, the heavy snow covering the sky has stopped, only the wind is still whistling, but it gradually slows down. The golden light illuminates the sky, the sun is about to come out, the wind and snow is about to stop, Chang Ming smiled slightly and brushed his long sleeves.
"Sword come!"
"Woolen cloth!"
Almost at the same time, two edicts were issued!
The four Fei swords were dazzling, and the sky above the two of them also dissipated with the dark clouds.
There is no sunlight behind the cloud, but thousands of Buddha lights, just blocked by the Four Fei swords, two powerful spiritual forces are facing each other, and neither will give half an inch to each other.
The brighter the Buddha's light, the brighter the sword's light.
Eight deserts and clouds, loneliness and long winds, condensed and gathered, the meeting of wind and clouds is endless, and the real energy of heaven and earth is black and white in an instant, and the good and the evil are compatible, showing signs of both tearing and mixing.
To break the barrier of Jiufang Changming, only at this moment!
"Bah!"
"mum!"
"Huh!"
Chun Chi actually recited the last three tones of the incantation one after another, one tone was stronger than the other, and with one rush, there was a sign of taking advantage of the situation to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.
…
As the Buddha's voice got higher, Zhou Ke, who was bound in the iron chain, tried his best to endure, but his face still showed pain.
Bloodstains began to appear all over his body, such as knife carvings, one by one, on his body Ling Chi.
These bloodstains not only fall on the flesh, but also in the depths of the sea of knowledge. Zhou Ke's spiritual power has been weakened by torture in these days. Now these invisible knives, every knife is engraved in the gods. The wound of consciousness made him extremely painful, and he wished that he could die immediately without having to endure endless pain.
But deep in his heart, there is still a spirit that keeps him from dying.
The dignified master, seeing the blood sect master, and that person's apprentice, must not die in this humiliating way.
Otherwise, when people in the world mention him and Jiufang Changming in the future, they will only sigh lightly—
Oh, Zhou Ke, the Sect Master of the Blood Sect didn't die in the hands of Buddhism in the end. It just shows that no matter how much he cultivates, he can't find the palm of the Buddha's hands.
He is not reconciled!
Who said that magic cultivators are inferior to people, even if it is only to prove to that person, let him know that his path is not wrong...
He didn't go wrong!
Blood dripped down the corners of his mouth.
The scars split open from under the skin, twisting and twisting, appearing on the bare skin such as the neck and arms, shocking and terrifying.
Zhou Ke opened his eyes vaguely, as if he saw someone walking towards him and reaching out to him.
Go to sleep, as long as you fall asleep, you can forget everything and solve the problem.
There will be no more pain, no more troubles.
In the dream, you are still the suzerain of the first sect of the Demon Cultivation, overlooking all living beings and doing whatever you want.
Zhou can gasp and struggle between charm and authenticity.
He blinked with difficulty, and in the sight of sweat mixed with blood, he seemed to see Chang Ming and Chun Chi fighting with all their might. Chang Ming even separated his mind and glanced at him.
Zhou Ke could barely pull the corners of his mouth, thinking that he might be hallucinating.
They asked that person not to come, how could he still come to die.
He is his most hated apprentice.
…
Four Fei Sword is even better.
As long as he takes a breath, Changming can end the duel with Chunchi.
But he faces a more difficult choice.
Yun Weisi encountered the Sixteen Vajra in the Ten Thousand Lotus Buddha Land, and the opponent trapped him with the Vajra Lotus Formation. Together with the other four incarnations of Chunchi, they struggled and entangled with each other until Changming decided the winner. Chi was forced to restrain his avatar and concentrate on dealing with Yun Weisi with all his strength, and even the Sixteen King Kong also pressed him with a sure-kill move.
In this moment, Chang Ming needs to make a choice.
Can we save Zhou first, or should we rush to help Yun Weisi