Chapter 1879 Battle of Daoying (18): One Hundred Thousand Sanskrit Sounds Sea

Within the star dome, the vast and majestic power of the avenue, majestic but not chaotic, flows around Xuantianji, blending into its body little by little, and achieving its body of a thousand worlds.

Zhou Yuan convulsed suddenly, and shouted sharply: "Damn it!"

With a sudden clap of both hands, the eight ancient clocks, under the turmoil of huge sound waves, changed rapidly, with powerful golden light constantly emitting Sanskrit sounds from the bells, and the shapes of the bells were also changing ever-changing.

Knife, spear, sword, halberd, axe, battleaxe...

The highest body of destiny is a formless holy vessel, which can be transformed into all forms.

Suddenly, all these artifacts disappeared, and the phantoms of countless planes spread.

Tian Fu opened his eyes sharply, "Is this the body with the highest destiny? What's going on, it's the power of the plane?"

There are a total of twenty-four galaxies in those planes, and after spreading, they gather in an instant, turning into a golden spear, and flying into Zhou Yuan's hands.

A blue light swirled in Geshang, piercing straight ahead. Twenty-four galaxies appeared in the sky, superimposed and merged, and turned into a dimension, spreading endlessly, suppressing the entire void of the universe.

Heaven can't wait for everyone to be shocked. Yang Qingxuan vomited blood even more, and kept backing away.

The sea of ​​blood above the heaven and earth double rankings set off a magnificent wave and exploded continuously. The sky could not also spurt blood wildly, and the aura sank sharply.

However, his eyes were still wide open, and he tried his best to resist the endless plane with the double list of heaven and earth.

The Strong Demon Bull King, Ghost Cang, Lady Bone, and the Moon Soul couple, all of them tried their best to do what they knew they couldn't do, under the majestic and majestic power that was hard to contend with.

As the king of the five-star realm, Yang Qingxuan, under this terrifying power, it is already very difficult to maintain immortality, let alone fight.

A large amount of blood burst out from the dragon, Yang Qingxuan was full of bitterness.

No matter how much you practice, your cultivation will never be enough.

They are already the kings of the five-star realm, and they are still like ants, unable to control their fate.

Tian Wuqing's perception of the Dao in his body was completely destroyed, but it continued to integrate into his body, realizing the existing realm and moving forward at the same time.

"Damn destiny!"

Tian Wuqing roared loudly, thousands of sword qi burst out from his body, and the entire Taixuan Sword Tomb continued to descend into the void to fight against this supernatural power.

At the same time, Xuan Tianji clasped his palms together, raised his aura to the extreme, and that tyrannical force swept out, sweeping towards Zhou Yuan.

"Boom!"

Under the agitation of the two forces, figures formed around Zhou Yuan.

There are monster races, sea races, human races, and other powerful people with strange appearances.

Each of them is pale, and has been dead for a long time, but it contains extremely surging power, and surrounds Zhou Yuan with certain formation rules.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, "Twelve Dependent Origins?!"

Ignorance, formations, consciousness, name and form, six bases, contact, feeling, craving, grasping, existence, birth, old age and death.

The cycle of life and death of sentient beings moves forward in the birth and death of twelve dependent originations.

In Xiaohuaguo Mountain before, Xuan Tianji, who was still the Emperor's taboo at that time, used this trick to deal with Xuan Mizhu.

Zhou Yuan's face was cold, holding a golden sword, like the ruler of this side of the star, he snorted coldly: "The twelve origins?"

Looking at those corpses, all of them are unrivaled powerhouses who have appeared in this star field.

There are even a few Daoying who died directly in Zhou Yuan's hands.

But soon, the number directly exceeded the number of twelve.

Still increasing.

Zhou Yuan's expression changed drastically.

Xuan Tianji's hands parted suddenly, and he made the seal of the formula, and a transparent light shone from his eyes.

"The four foundations of mindfulness, the four right efforts, the four feet of wishful thinking, the five faculties, the five powers, the seven factors of enlightenment, and the eightfold path are the thirty-seven qualities of the path."

Gui Zang said in surprise: "Thirty-seven Dao grades? No wonder, no wonder he has the power of the Dao!"

According to legend, there are thirty-seven methods of practice in the universe, which can be used to comprehend the Dao, which are the thirty-seven grades.

Of the thirty-seven corpses, each of them slowly opened their eyes, raised their hands to form a formula, and transformed into a piece of golden light.

The whole body seems to be spiritual, and it becomes full of gold. At the same time, the hand prints are shot, and they are connected in the air to form a huge Sanskrit seal.

Yang Qingxuan looked in horror, only to see that at this moment, countless rays of light fell from the void, turning into golden Sanskrit characters, and a figure of the Great Dao appeared in it, suppressing the phantom of that plane.

"Boom! Boom!"

Huge whirlpools are constantly erupting in the void, like a river of stars, endless.

Xuan Tianji's complexion did not change, with the cultivation base of each life, one seal was formed, and a total of nine seal lotus flowers were formed, which dispersed in the air.

"One Hundred Thousand Sanskrit Sounds Sea!"

Xuan Tianji gave a soft drink, and the lotus blossoms floated down, turning into countless golden rain Sanskrit sounds, submerging this universe into a vast ocean.

The golden body transformed by the thirty-seven Dao grades has produced vast Sanskrit characters, spreading endlessly, and together with the figure of the Great Dao and the 100,000 Sanskrit sounds, they suppress this world-ending realm.

"Boom!"

In this sea of ​​100,000 Sanskrit sounds, as well as the ruthless Taixuan Sword Tomb, the ruthless Heaven and Earth Shuangbang, and the joint efforts of Mr. Xi Da, the Strong Demon Bull King and others.

The entire star plane collapsed again, transforming into a scene of twenty-four stars.

Zhou Yuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Impossible!"

Jin Ge waved again, and the twenty-four star field rotated like an illusion, filling the entire universe.

But in Sanskrit Sea, the stars are disillusioned, and the common people are ups and downs.

The twenty-four star fields continued to crumble.

"No! Impossible!"

Zhou Yuan finally panicked, and with a wave of the golden dagger in his hand, it turned into an invisible form again, and the twenty-four star fields merged into it, forming an invisible sea, and rushed away.

"Boom! Boom!"

A large piece of energy exploded in the void.

Every explosion shakes up the boundless galaxy, and the planes are constantly shrinking between disillusionment.

"no, I can not!"

Zhou Yuan's face was full of shock, his power had been completely suppressed by the Sanskrit Sound Sea, the Heaven and Earth Shuangbang, and the Taixuan Sword Tomb.

The thirty-seven golden bodies were pushed to the extreme, and finally exploded one by one, turning into countless golden petals, floating in the air.

Xuan Tianji took a step forward, and his whole body turned into a giant golden body, walking among the petals.

The clasped hands suddenly separated, and the right hand grabbed Zhou Yuan, and said slowly: "Everything is over."

The golden palm, turned over, looks like Mount Sumeru, its size has no outside, its small has no inside, suppress it.

"Boom!"

"Do not!--"

Zhou Yuan let out a stern roar, and the black robe exploded in an instant.

With a flash of inspiration, he merged with the twenty-four star fields and continued to fight under Xuan Tianji's golden palm.

"Yang Qingxuan."

Xuan Tianji suddenly shouted softly, "The essence of this destiny is transformed from twenty-four star fields, and my strength has reached its limit."

Yang Qingxuan was startled and didn't understand what it meant.

Xuan Tianji looked at him, suddenly smiled, grasped Tian Ming with five fingers, a sea of ​​100,000 Buddhist sounds came from all directions, turned into Dao seals, and imprinted on Tian Ming's body.

All this was done in an instant, and then he slapped Yang Qingxuan with his palm.

"I can only use your body to seal him."

"what?!"

Yang Qingxuan was terrified, he felt the heat all over his body, and the boundless golden light poured into his body following Xuan Tianji's hand.

"Bang! Bang!—"

Yang Qingxuan's meridians and acupuncture points continued to explode, as if it was difficult to bear the force.

"Don't worry. You have the Four Noble Truths of Karma and the brand of Tianhe Town's treasure in your body, plus this double list of heaven and earth, in the whole world, you are the only one who can suppress him, my lord the twelfth generation of Human Sovereign."

Tian Fu was covered in blood, and looked over with peaceful eyes.

The vision of the thirty-three days has long since dissipated, and the huge planes of the heaven and earth double list are gathered into a scroll, which is held in the hands of Tian Fu.

The scroll flew up and headed towards Yang Qingxuan.

Dali Demon Bull King, Gui Zang, Tian Wuqing and others all watched this scene quietly, everyone had a dignified expression, but they couldn't express their sadness.

"My lord, Xuan Tianji, you..."

Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled suddenly, and he saw countless cracks appearing on Xuantianji's huge golden body, which began to drift away little by little, turning into dust.

On that clear and handsome face, there was a trace of an eternal smile, "All things that have action are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed in this way."

"boom!"

After showing the last trace of a smile, the huge golden body shattered and turned into boundless golden rain, scattered into the universe like this sky full of stars.

//No update today. Because this plot has just ended, I need to sort out my thoughts later, and I don't want to write in a hurry. Reading the comments, some readers said that the protagonist should also show his face, so he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and was shocked a few times. As for Xuan Tianji, who controls a trace of the mighty power of the Dao, his spiritual consciousness is immortal, and he will finally meet Yang Qingxuan again.