Chapter 905: Tyrannical Shadow Broken

A huge sense of oppression exploded in the void.

The huge Buddha's palm collided with Ba Ying, and suddenly the Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the golden light shone outside the entire pavilion.

Xu Zimo circulated the power spin in his body, surging out with the power of the Nine Transformations of the God of War.

Like a huge wave, one wave after another, each wave is higher than the last wave.

The golden Buddha's palm began to break inch by inch, and the Buddha statue also dimmed in an instant.

"I'll help you," the Banyue Saint whispered from the side.

The moon wheel was spinning around, and in the faint moonlight, there seemed to be a slim figure dancing to clarify the shadow.

Like Chang'e flying to the moon, it is so beautiful.

This slender figure danced faster and faster in the hazy moonlight, and finally formed a chilling aura.

All of them came to kill Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, his figure straddled across the void, dodging the attack.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong," the Purdue Immortal next to him shouted again.

His true destiny appeared behind him, which was a string of Buddhist relics.

When the relic exudes a strong Buddha light and is inlaid into the eyebrows of the giant Buddha, the surrounding scenes begin to change.

The residence of Samantabhadra is surrounded by ten thousand Buddhas.

The phantoms of countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas appear around.

They all faced Xu Zimo in one posture.

Kneeling like a pilgrimage.

What a Buddha exists, how can it be tolerated to kneel down and worship a human being like this.

This is not only pressure, but also a suppression of one's own luck.

Cihangjiao is located in the north of the Supreme Realm.

Whether it is the ancestor Master Cihang or Purdue Daoist, they all cast their own statues.

Supply the temple, let the world visit, and collect the gas of fireworks.

This is his luck. Things like luck are unpredictable and invisible, but they seem to exist in the dark.

At this moment, all the ten thousand Buddhas worshiped Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo only felt that the power of all beings was oppressing him.

Wanting him to kneel down too, the blood in his body is boiling, and even the blood vessels are about to explode.

"Yue Yingxuan kills," the voice of Banyue Saint came from the side at the same time.

His gaze was distorted, even ferocious.

"go to hell."

Of course, in stark contrast to his hideousness was that hazy figure in the moonlight.

She looks like a modest lady, with fair and delicate feet.

Slowly stepping out, as if dancing a dance of Lishang.

Dancing the mountains and rivers, crushing the sky, the chilling aura and killing intent condensed in the boundless.

At the moment when Wanfo Chaozong suppressed Xu Zimo, a round of Xuanyue was covered with frost and killed him.

"The moon is chaotic."

This Xuanyue has a Dao rhyme all over her body, as if the hazy phantom is singing, whispering, the way back to Dao is invincible.

"Magic Ten Forms Four Forms, Heavenly Demon Forms,

Heaven testers. "

The so-called trying the way, fighting against the law, breaking the world, and destroying all living beings is immortal.

This knife carries the vigor of breaking the world.

On the tip of Ba Ying's knife, the devilish energy was beating, it didn't attack overwhelmingly, but concentrated on one point instead.

In this shadow of the sword, a magnificent and magnificent career of magic is reflected.

When the knife fell, Xuanyue shattered, and the ten thousand Buddhas lost their color.

The world was in turmoil, and the mighty situation was invaded by demonic energy.

Xu Zimo stepped forward with one step, the tip of the knife seemed to be dancing the dance of death.

There was a sudden sound of wind and thunder, and a knife slashed towards the two of them.

"I can't escape," the Purdue real person shouted.

The Buddha statues around him changed again, obviously trying their best.

"The Nirvana of Ten Thousand Buddhas."

The Buddha statues that had already lost their color were all completely new, as if they had experienced Nirvana once.

They uttered the nine-character mantra, "Namo Ami," reflecting the sky, under the black demonic energy.

A golden Buddha's light began to wrap the golden fonts flowing in the void.

The half-moon sage next to him didn't hide his clumsiness at all.

"Yuelin; absolute zero."

As his words fell, Saint Ban Yue was frozen by a burst of ice.

On the Xuanyue above the head, a thick layer of ice began to form visible to the naked eye.

A gust of cold air spread around.

They freeze the void, freeze everything, even air.

Cold air and Buddha's words are divided into two extremes.

Rolling down from all around.

Hit Xu Zimo in it.

"Not enough," Xu Zimo chuckled.

On the Ba Ying in his hand, although the cracks became more and more obvious, the saber intent also became heavier and heavier.

The sky is full of swords like a prison sea, majesticly rising into the sky.

The three gates of the Tongtian Sanshengmen were all opened, and the sword intent tore through the sky, roaring the galaxy, and came in a mighty way.

The Nine Transformations of the God of War, the Heaven-reaching Three Life Gate, the Heaven-Shaking Technique, and the Sixteen Ways of Asking Questions all erupted at this moment.

The entire sky didn't just collapse, it seemed that even the sky was going to be destroyed.

Cracks appeared to varying degrees in the sky above Tiandao City, and even the sky above the Supreme Realm.

The wide range of influence and the large area are rare in the world.

With this slash, Ba Ying finally shattered into countless pieces because he couldn't bear the pressure.

However, the knife still fell down.

The cold Xuanyue and the Buddha's voice were all annihilated in an instant.

The entire sky exploded completely.

Bai Li was in the gazebo, looking terrified.

"This is his strength," she muttered to herself.

I can't imagine it in my heart.

It's not like she hasn't seen this kind of strength before, and Bai Li's master, the woman in white skirt, can't match it.

But what kind of strength is her master, the existence of half-step nirvana.

As for Xu Zimo, he was only at the level of one divine pulse.

This kind of strength erupted from a person in the divine vein state, which made it difficult for her to understand and imagine.

If you become a fairy in the future, what kind of demeanor it should be.

Or not to be immortal, this kind of existence, who can compete with him among his peers?

At this moment, Bai Li actually felt a little sad.

For herself, but also for the younger generation of this era.

But whoever is chosen by the destiny, who would not want to bear the destiny, the king lands in the nine heavens.

But being in the same era as this kind of person is a kind of sadness.

The aftermath of the explosion destroyed everything around it.

All the buildings, flowers and trees disappeared in smoke.

The earth trembled and the sky shattered.

Only the pavilion of Wanbao Pavilion stands here safely.

Because this gazebo is not an entity, it is just a condensed spiritual energy.

As long as the small world of Wanbao Pavilion is not destroyed, this pavilion will not be destroyed.

When all the dust is gone.

With the wind blowing gently, Xu Zimo stood on the cracked ground with a flat face, bending over to pick up the fragments of Ba Ying's knife.

On the other side of the land, Purdue Immortal and Banyue Saint were lying on the ground with black hair and ragged faces.

"How is this possible? Absolutely impossible," the Banyue Saint murmured frantically.

"How can a small Divine Vein Realm be our opponent?"

On the other side, the battle between the woman in the white skirt and the old man in the white tiger is still going on.