Those who have attained the truth will receive much help; those who have lost the path will receive little help.
Something is Tao
Meng Qi's voice was like a thunderclap, resounding in the heart of the Netherworld Emperor, vibrating his soul and shaking his soul. Within his senses, the legendary Earth Immortal Mr. Lu Da and the Earth Immortal Su Wuming were attacking his heart. The holy relic was sloughed off; Yangshen Zhenren Yunhe relied on the Hunyuan Qi to set up a myriad of immortal formations to firmly trap the seriously injured Arctic True Dragon; several eminent monks in the Shaolin Temple formed a small Tibetan Realm to circulate the relics and Buddha, reciting scriptures containing compassion that can save all the underworld, each golden swastika appeared in the clear light of the glass, flew towards the innate god corpse, surrounded it, and saved it bit by bit.
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There are so many experts, with nearly half of the world’s strength
Emperor Netherworld deeply felt what it means to be precarious, what it is like to have the wheels of history rolling around, crushing all those who stand in the way, why there is more help for those who have gained the right way, and little help for those who have lost the right way.
At this moment, although the two parties' currently manifested bodies were not much different, the Netherworld Emperor had a feeling of being extremely insignificant in front of the crazy sword. It seemed that he was the Tao, he was the wheel of history, with great help, rolling forward, crushing Dissatisfied
In the entanglement of the Qi machine, his momentum weakened. Meng Qi suddenly sensed it and followed the Qi machine to pull out the long knife in his hand.
This sword is like a yellow sun rising, illuminating the ghost realm in all directions like daylight, dissolving the time and energy of death, the high temperature distorts the sight, and bends the void heavily, flowing gold and flying fire, destroying the enemy into ashes
Take a certain knife
Meng Qi shouted loudly, thundering the words again and speaking instantly.
The ancient tomb world is divided into four battlefields. They are far apart, and only the aftermath is stirring.
The Arctic true dragon's corpse was struck by Su Wuming's legendary sword, and its body was almost cut into two pieces. The green dragon's blood spilled into the sky, pouring down like a torrential rain. There are streaks of dark and twisted weird corpse insects inside. They are extremely difficult to kill. Once possessed, living people will immediately turn into dead corpses to support them. This is the Nine Netherworld evil thing that can only be born from Dharmakaya-level corpses.
The Wanxiang Sect has been inherited since ancient times. Many sages of the sect have even fought against the Nine Netherworld Evil Gods and Demons, and the classics left behind are quite exhaustive. Yunhe was unhurried when facing the Arctic True Dragon and the Netherworld Corpse Gu, and Hunyuan Qi purged the divine talismans to fly out of chaos one after another. Like words, densely expanding. It was as if light smoke enveloped the neighborhood.
With a loud sound, the dragon's blood suddenly burned, first the part that was sprinkled in the air, and then the ones inside the real dragon's corpse were also ignited, burning the dragon's corpse and cooking the corpse insects. The flame was initially dark green, and gradually turned Is golden.
This is the magic of controlling blood. No contact is required, as long as the other party is injured, it will take effect. Relying on it and relying on Su Wuming's previous efforts, Yunhe was able to do it with ease. If given enough time, he was quite sure to restrain the Arctic True Dragon corpse.
Around the corpse of the innate god, swastikas were circling one after another. The gold is clear and the glass is clear. In each one, there seems to be a compassionate Bodhisattva sitting, calm and unmoving. I pondered deeply and recited the solemn and sacred scriptures over and over again, out of sync with each other and overlapping each other, and finally merged into a motto:
If the hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha. Only when all sentient beings are saved can I realize Bodhi.
Ah, the innate divine corpse covered its ears and howled in pain. The pseudo-underworld divine power unknowingly dissipated a lot. He tried to fly towards Xuan Bei and the others, but the golden swastikas and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva all over the sky continued to form talismans and seals. On his body, they formed shackles and yellow clothes, wrapping them layer by layer, so that it took a lot of time for him to advance a certain distance, and there were even streams of black energy coming out of his body and dissipating in the air.
In this way, although the innate divine corpse still had the upper hand with its strong body, it could not get rid of the influence of Ksitigarbha's soul-saving scripture for a while, and it might take dozens of breaths to break away or attack Xuan Bei and others.
The Holy Heart Slaughter stood up slowly from the coffin. There seemed to be a world hidden in his eyes, with flowers blooming and dying, and countless figures doing different actions, either meditating, looking up to the sky, or holding books. , without any human touch.
At this moment, a ray of sword light was like a flying rainbow from the sky, striking with mighty force. It was pure, bright, and wonderful. The sword's intention was concentrated, and it captured the mind even before it struck.
Su Wuming knew that the biggest flaw of similar zombies and ghosts is that their intelligence lies in their hearts, so he raised his hand and used his sword to torture the enemy and himself.
Xin Sheng stood in the coffin, his eyes looked up to the heights, his mouth was slightly open, and there was a sigh in the air:
There is no good or disgusting body, and there are good and evil actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is qingwu.
To do good and to remove evil is to check things. To kill with a sword is to do evil and should be removed.
The surrounding void was suddenly in a trance, and the Heart Sage did not make a move. Su Wuming's sword light was like a meteorite passing through the Gangfeng layer, constantly rubbing and burning, blooming with the most beautiful and brilliant light, and then disappeared without a trace.
On the top of the mountain, Han Guang had an illusory river flowing through his eyes. Through the broken formation, he took in the situation in the ancient tomb world. Seeing this situation, he sighed: The Heart Sage is indeed close to the legend, and he is almost able to express the Dharma in one word. Follow.
Taking the cave sky or world transformed into the inner world as the source, it reflects the outside world.
What to do if there is a conflict between heaven and earth and oneself? Then let heaven and earth change. Follow your words and actions, and those are the rules.
Normally, in the legendary realm, the scope of this reflection's influence is limited, but if it relies on the real realm, it can directly establish rules for the derived universes, or even restart it, just like Mr. Lu did in the world of gods and demons.
It's the world that's wrong, not me
This is also a legendary characteristic. Although Xin Sheng is not like Mr. Lu Da who forged his own path, nor is he like Su Wuming who has the help of the Haotian Mirror and can take the most difficult and dangerous road, he will not possess the legendary characteristics in advance, but his Cave Heaven It has been evolved and perfected, and it is close to the limit of legend, reaching a close level. It can simulate similar effects with his Twenty-Eight Secrets of Mind Learning.
Han Guang looked at it very seriously. Among all the saints in the Middle Ages, he respected the Heart Saint the most, and his clothes, clothes, and postures all showed traces of imitation.
At this time, Mr. Lu Da withdrew his sword light, revealing the long sword itself, stabbing the Heart Sage unpretentiously. This sword was very slow, as if it was promoting the integration of the outside world, changing the rules of heaven and earth, and letting the illusion around the Heart Sage Ups and downs, flowers blossom and die, they either disappear or become real.
When a sword comes out, the law follows it. This is a small thousand realm derived from the real world. It is not the real world itself. With all your strength, you can slightly change this world with the help of the breath of the outside world.
Xinsheng finally looked at the enemy, raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and whispered in a deep voice:
Know it and do it
Action is knowledge
Hit when you see it
To hit is to penetrate
With a bang, the fist and the sword collided inexplicably in mid-air, knocking back Mr. Lu Da.
When Su Wuming saw this, his expression remained indifferent, but his movements when drawing out the sword became slower, as if he was dragging something heavy.
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His sword let out a dragon roar, and the sword light swayed out from every place for hundreds of miles around the Heart Saint, in no particular order, as if they were overlapping, and each sword light was differentiating. In just a short moment, The birth of the sword light ocean and the sword light forest is a hundred times a thousand times better than the return of ten thousand swords to the clan.
However, the closer he gets to the Heart Sage, the sword light becomes blurry and disappears.
At this moment, Mr. Lu Da drew his sword again, and instead of slashing at the Heart Saint, it split into sword threads. The threads penetrated into the sword light forest, connecting each of Su Wuming's sword lights together, making up for the loss. His inability to control subtleties.
Mountains and rivers were manifested, and the outside atmosphere was infected. The two sword lights shrank suddenly, and actually connected into one, turning into a bright lotus with a radius of a hundred miles.
The petals of this light lotus shrank, no longer blurry, and instantly covered the Heart Saint, covering it layer by layer. The sword energy then flourished, and the sword intention reached the sky. Only the sound of banging boxing came from it, Slowly weaken.
The power of the two swords combined is so great
On the other side, the Emperor Netherworld calmed down and looked at Meng Qi's sword. He clicked on the life and death pen with a black tube with white hair and a white tube with black hair. He drew a black and white Tai Chi diagram and pressed towards Meng Qi.
This Tai Chi diagram continuously absorbs the energy of travel, absorbs the earth, fire, wind and water, absorbs the flames and heavyness cut by Meng Qi, and decomposes them into yin and yang with one rotation, turning them into its own, getting stronger and stronger, covering and suppressing Meng Qi's energy.
Meng Qi was not in a hurry, and with one turn of the long sword, the force and softness were combined, the yin and yang flowed, life and death coexisted, and the yin and yang seal and his own yin and yang triad were completely integrated into one.
When the long sword hits the Tai Chi figure, the light of the sword changes due to the reaction. Yang opposes death, and yin opposes life. The two sides cancel each other out and are annihilated at the same time.
Taking this opportunity, Meng Qi approached the Netherworld Emperor.
Suddenly, he saw a smile showing in the red eyes of the Netherworld Emperor, as if he was sarcastic. The surroundings suddenly changed, and blood-yellow river water emerged spontaneously.
I know you have such a knife, just to lure you into the game
Try the power of Huangquan's bones. The anger in Emperor Netherworld's heart turned into pleasure.
Han Guang on the mountain looked around, secretly guessing whether Sword Maniac He Qi was coming. Donghai Jianzhuang owed Su Meng a huge favor, and most of them were lying in ambush around to trap the robbers. However, if the opportunity was right, he could take away a few Huangquan. The skeleton is relatively simple.
At this moment, Emperor Netherworld's eyes froze, because the blood-yellow river water also froze.
His huge body also made a creaking sound, as if it no longer obeyed his orders.
And all this is because of the dark hand bone in Meng Qi's hand
He, he can actually control me
He took the initiative
While the Netherworld Emperor was horrified, Meng Qi smiled and waved out the underworld hand bone