The First Cause of All Realms

Rumble!

In the depths of the sea of ​​stars, on the nine-fold Taoist platform, Taoist Tianzong stood up amidst the sound of thunder.

His face, clothes, body, and even mana and aura are decaying at an extremely fast speed, as if after countless years of baptism, the whole person will weather and disappear.

People at the end of life cannot see the heaven and the earth, and when they see it, all kinds of disasters will come, and the five declines will fall.

Because of this, for more than a thousand years, even though the golden-winged roc was aggressive, he never got up.

But at this moment, looking at the more and more powerful aura in the extremely distant sea of ​​Buddha's light and flames, Taoist Tianzong's expression was momentarily in a trance.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to ten thousand years ago, when the master who was injured by the great demon and who was about to die was teaching himself the Dharma on his deathbed.

"Nine is the ultimate number! Longquan swallows the essence of all worlds, and I will die. If you want to break through nine and reach ten, you can only have sound waves echoing in your heart. The Taoist of Tianzong slowly regained consciousness, said to himself, and sighed softly:

In the sea of ​​stars, before looking at the split void, the old Buddha's hot eyes made Taoist Xuandan's heart tremble.

The skin and flesh of Tianzong Taoist fell off, and his skeleton was also dark yellow, but he still raised his sword and slashed.

"Practitioners in ancient and modern times have all sought to survive, to live forever, to live forever, but in this world, there is no eternal length, no constant strength, no constant peace, no constant struggle, and no permanent existence!"

This is the method of a great supernatural being who really came from the prosperous age of immortals and Buddhas. Even if it is limited to the four poles, it is still terrifying.

The voice of Fan Zixu descended on the land of Longquan in an instant, reverberating between the two fields and the four wildernesses, and under the four layers of clouds,

At this moment, in the lingering darkness, a little bit of starlight lit up.

hum!

Ignoring the void, ignoring the distance between the stars.

But the old Buddha survived the sword without getting hurt? !

In front of it, there seems to be a Buddha shadow with thousands of arms in his life, holding up all kinds of seals at the same time, returning calmly:

"Grandfather!"

However, even with the ability of ever-changing and the presence of the Ten Thousand Immortals Picture Book, a spirit treasure that gathers millions of years of Longquan's heritage, this step, he still went too smoothly.

boom!

Zhu Xian's sword light also descends! This sword is not a sword.

"In the end, time is waiting!"

He couldn't take a single step, but he was already locked in place by invisible energy, unable to move.

This light did not come from the old man, but from himself.

Looking at the endless sea area, I saw the void of the star sea split into two silently, and the vast sea of ​​Buddha's light, and even the sea of ​​karmic fire, were also drawn out at this moment.

However, amidst the rolling tide, a blood-colored lotus drifted out. On it, a swordsman in a blood-colored robe screamed loudly, rebellious and fierce:

In the meantime, there was a long and fierce howl, which tore through the void and echoed in the depths of nothingness:

At this moment, he once again summoned the power of various incarnations.

Only someone from ancient times like him can know what Zhu Xian's true meaning means.

"This is?!"

The old Buddha turned his palm over, and between his two fingers, all kinds of streams of light collapsed, and it seemed that there was an empty cave with nothing in it.

"It's no wonder that you dare to open one. Your supernatural understanding is almost as good as that of a poor monk. It's really amazing...

"It can kill gods and Buddhas!"

"Don't be fooled by him!"

"Yeah?"

This sword has been fired by him for three thousand years, even if the old Buddha is wearing the incense of Nirvana Mountain for more than 10,000 years, he can also cut it at the same time.

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

"Calm down, don't worry about anything else!"

In an unknowable place where Buddha light and blood light intertwine and collide, there seems to be an extremely fierce sword sound resounding thereafter.

Yang prison didn't feel any danger or murderous intent. Instead, it was surrounded by a peaceful, peaceful, and calm air.

That, is what you said, the catastrophe...

All the sounds and colors seem to have returned to a moment of silence.

Almost no one can see all the changes in this moment, even if it is a hand-held

The old man of Tianshu in the ancient scroll can only barely see the slightest bit.

Terrifying blood light soared into the sky, and it seemed that an endless sea of ​​blood emerged and descended on this place where incense and Buddha light gathered.

"This is?!"

In this day when the sky and the sea have not yet opened, no one can resist the Longquan world that is bound by the limit of heaven and earth!

In the past two hundred years, most of Yang Ju's energy has been devoted to how to break through to the second step of immortality and how to temper the body of gods and demons.

What's more, his cultivation of supernatural powers, his realm, and his actions are all inferior to this old Buddha. Competing with his supernatural powers has no chance of winning at all.

"Dao fruit? Or, Dao ghost?"

Under the gradually withered Bodhi tree, the old Buddha took a deep breath and inhaled all the incense between his mouth and nose.

Um? !

"father!"

But he didn't want his little finger to tremble suddenly, even though it was just a tremor, Yang Qiu, who was suppressed by the formation, had already escaped.

The burning of karmic fire cannot be extinguished, but the root of this karmic fire is the belief in incense accumulated in Nirvana Mountain for 10,000 years. The former cannot be touched, but the latter can be extinguished!

In ancient times, there was once a great sage of the monster clan who was suppressed among them, and he could not get out of it for tens of thousands of years until the end of his life.

"I have a sword"

Yang Jue's eyes froze, his spirit turned sharply, but he was still shrouded in endless darkness.

The old man frowned tightly, grasping Yang Jian's arm and even burst out blue veins:

This is a terrifying supernatural power that can reversibly defeat a great supernatural power!

The thousand-foot Buddha statue carved by Buddhist believers in the past dynasties opened its eyes like a living thing in the tide of Buddha light.

"The mandala in the womb realm is hidden in the void!"

In an instant, the Buddha's light was counterpressed by the blood light.

Karmic fire, rekindle!

There seemed to be a world-shattering thunder piercing through the haze, and the candle shone beyond the sea of ​​blood. The blood billowed into the sky, and a fierce blood sword appeared.

There was only the moderate cracking sound, which was particularly ear-piercing in the dead silence.

boom!

Endless sword lights criss-crossed, like waterfalls like tides, colliding with each other, evolving into a scene of all kinds of killing that even the revived Wanshi Jinzhong couldn't suppress.

"Beacon!"

A palm made of gold came across the sky and knocked Yang Ju down again.

In less than a thousandth of an instant, the world seems to be quiet, thunder, Buddha light, sea of ​​fire, sword light, sword light...

But he didn't want to listen to what he had to say at all, and he didn't look at the formation any more. With the blood surging all over his body, he rose to the sky again:

"Why bother, obsessed with obscurity?"

"What a supernatural power!"

However, after thousands of years of practice, the unity of dharma and martial arts has begun to emerge, and even though he has lost a lot of realm, he can still fight fiercely with this old Buddha.

In the past thirty years, he had tried countless times, but he had never sensed the trace of the Dao ghost that might be lurking in the old man's body.

What's more, in these tens of thousands of collisions, he gradually figured out the use and understanding of supernatural powers by the ancient great supernatural beings.

But now...

Yang Jian stepped up to a high place in the sky, and he urged Tong You to look far away, only to see the Dachan Temple in the far distance, and the light was shining brightly.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, his heart was full of hatred, hatred was born in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it.

Different from Nazha Kuvara who had no supernatural powers at all back then, this old Buddha has all kinds of supernatural powers, and with just a few snaps of his fingers, he is able to unleash a power that no one in this world can ignore.

Yang Jian's heart beat violently for a moment, and he pressed his heart like an old man, and a strong throb came up.

Seeing the old man push the door and come out, he stumbled, or covered his heart, or covered his ears.

On the lotus platform, the old Buddha radiated his mighty light into the void to guide Mingming, while looking down at the same time.

Almost at the same time, drastic changes also occurred in the most distant mountains and seas.

"If it's something else, the poor monk may not let you go halfway, but... you want to seek death, but the poor monk can't help you!"

"How can this be?!"

Under the gaze of countless people, the Buddha's light around him did not dim in the slightest, except for the cassock that was draped outside, with deep cracks.

Under the bodhi tree, the expression of the old Buddha changed for the first time. He tried his best to clenched his hands tightly.

laugh!

Yang Jian exclaimed, and the mana surged all over his body:

"So savvy"

At this moment, he was naturally more aware of what the spectators guessed, and even vaguely guessed what Lord Ma said about the catastrophe, and listened carefully to what he meant by death.

In the broken Wanshi Mountain, Taoist Xuandan's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly, but how could he stop him?

Under the firelight reflecting the sky, all the masters of the two seas and two lands felt chilly and had trouble breathing.

"Zhu Xian's true intention!"

"Unfortunately, you were born in the wrong era!"

It's the combination of two bodies and two swords by the Taoists of Tianzong, the lore sword issued by ten thousand years of practice, which has surpassed all the Xuantian spiritual treasures that have been fully recovered!

Up to now, he has collided with this old Buddha no less than tens of thousands of times, but none of them can escape his magical means.

But his face darkened, his eyes swept over, and the Nirvana Mountain split in two without a sound, and the Buddhist temples all over the mountain were wiped out by the sword light.

It seems that in fact, there is a reverse effect as a cause, and if it occurs, it will surely hit the target.

There seemed to be a mass of flames igniting in the dantian, and in Yang Ju's body, stars seemed to light up one after another.

With one sword strike, Fan Zixu's voice and even his breath fell to the bottom.

It took only a moment for all thoughts to turn, and the moment Tianzong Taoist stood up, this sea of ​​stars was covered by a sea of ​​sword light.

"You, think about it, why did you die?!"

The difficulty of clearing the way is even better than that of manifesting the Holy Spirit!

It exploded in the hearts of the masters of all ranks, and it also spread into the extremely far-reaching world beyond the sky.

"Your brother, your brother, he, he..."

The old Buddha's voice was so loud that Yang Ju couldn't help being angry when he heard it.

Two thousand years of hair is enough to avoid the cassock and cut off its soul and body.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, if it is said that the master of abnormal supernatural powers, even Tianli Taoist, a giant who is close to the forefront of the emperor, can't help but sink into the bottom of his heart.

"People of later generations can do this, it is terrifying!"

The golden-winged roc, who had escaped from an unknown distance, couldn't help but let out a strange cry, fear and horror flashed in his eyes.

Your eyes fell on the emptiness where the sea of ​​fire was surging, and you seemed to see two strange lights that could illuminate the boundless void, or...

According to legend, this square formation is a peerless formation developed by the ancient Buddhas who imitated the state of heaven and earth being destroyed but not yet opened.

The light of the burning karmic fire is omnipresent, and it seems to touch everything, even a dimension that once had Buddhist incense, and even other worlds.

However, in the palm of his hand, there seemed to be all kinds of stars twinkling, and an inexplicable, but extremely terrifying energy was gathering at an extremely fast speed...

"This, this will not work..."

hum!

"This is…"

The old Buddha gently stroked the center of his eyebrows, and a black mark visible to the naked eye was gently wiped away.

Like a moment, and like a long time later, the cracked lotus platform fell between the mountains and fields, and in the void, the old Buddha stood in the air.

"Array!"

But at the same time, the heart ape curled up in his thoughts became extremely dull, even a little gloating...

Together with this sword, it has arrived! Amid the strong decaying atmosphere, the Taoist of Tianzong didn't even take a look at the golden-winged roc flying away.

At this moment, Yang Jue even sensed that the fluctuation of the map of the holy ranks slowed down, and the ceremony seemed to be suspended!

"If you dare not, then I will kill you!"

Another blow was useless, and the old Buddha on the lotus platform couldn't help trembling his eyelids.

"Evil, dare you?!"

Turning around, he returned to the backyard of the imperial city.

However, Yang Jue took this palm alive, but he didn't seem to realize it. He fell again and slashed again without success.

A sword strikes from the sea of ​​stars, and its light is so intense that it becomes the second color besides the Buddha's light at this moment.

A trace of suspicion flashed in the old Buddha's eyes, but before he could take a closer look, there seemed to be thunder in his ears.

Click!

All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity...

"he…"

Yang Jue seemed to be aware of all this, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

The whole person is like a tree stump that has been dried for many years. With a sigh, the skin and flesh all over his body fall off like powder.

"Excuse me, Xu's catastrophe is too deep and irreversible. Otherwise, the poor monk will save you even if he can't say it, and become a Dharma protector monk soldier, or even a disciple..."

"Old godmother! The day when I get out of trouble is finally coming!"

It is still a short line, unable to break through.

It is difficult to change and disperse, and it is too difficult to temper and return to one. Samadhi True Fire still can't do this.

"Patriarch, don't!"

In a daze, he seemed to see a small temple, in which there was a man in a white robe sitting cross-legged, gently wiping the blade~www.novelmt.com~Boom!

It's not just Nirvana Mountain, it's not just the Mysterious Art Realm inside and outside Longquan Tiandi Xinghai, and it's not just the mountain and sea realm.

As if looking at him from afar...

In the darkness, the old Buddha's voice was ubiquitous and unpredictable, indifferent, and sighed slightly:

boom!

But this time, he caught a glimpse of a strange light.

Rumble!

In the sea of ​​karmic fire, he moved vertically and horizontally, and wherever the long knife passed, a large area of ​​fire was extinguished.

In a trance, I feel that all perceptions are completely covered by ink...

Astonishingly, it is recorded in the catalog of ten thousand immortals that in the more than 10,000 years of Buddhism, apart from that Emperor Cihang, there is no second person who has mastered the Mandala Void Zang Formation in the Taizang Realm.

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