Chapter 1694 Supreme Dharma Aspect

In the turbulent layer.

Ye Qingcang was extremely fast.

He took Qin Li and turned into a flash of blue electricity.

The crisis reached the extreme, and the two fled to Daozong at high speed.

Behind them are dozens of great powers from the monster race, all of which revealed their true bodies. They are all giant monsters with a size of several thousand feet.

The fastest of them all.

Nature is the Lord of Vientiane.

He is in the same realm as Ye Qingcang, and possesses strange treasures, and his speed is extremely fast.

Seeing that Ye Qingcang was about to be caught up, Qin Li said: "This group of people are really shameless, they don't even want to lose their faces in order to plunder treasures."

"Being behind is being beaten. This is an eternal truth."

Ye Qingcang's body was full of blue light.

"Wings of the Wind God!"

call out!

The brilliance burst out.

Turn into sacred wings, with a wingspan of thousands of feet.

Different from the Kunpeng's wings, these wings are surrounded by glorious divine splendor.

It also reflects the magnificent palace, the towering mountain, and blows out the gentle god, which cleanses people's hearts.

Like the messenger of God, spreading warmth and happiness.

Qin Li was startled, this power was similar to the Shengang Sword, but it was purer and more holy: "What kind of method is this? It is fundamentally different from the supernatural powers I have seen. Is it the secret of the Taoist sect? "

"This is a divine art. It is the inheritance I obtained in the ruins of the ancient gods. The Shengang Sword is also obtained from it. In a few years' time, it will be the day of worshiping the gods. The ruins will be opened for a short time. You may be able to obtain the inheritance of the divine way. By the way , which contains the perfect Nirvana method, which you should not miss."

Ye Qingcang said.

He began to flutter his glorious wings.

The speed suddenly increased sharply, and in the turbulent flow, a long rainbow light was drawn, just like a meteor dragging the tail of fire.

A group of giant monsters chased after them fiercely, but it was a pity that their level was not enough, and they were thrown further and further behind, and they couldn't catch up no matter how hard they chased.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up cursing and go back to Xiaoyaojie.

Not long.

Only one pursuer remains.

"Ye Qingcang, you can't get rid of me."

The Holy Master of Vientiane was forced to sacrifice a piece of white paper.

A piece of paper is light, but it is heavy, shrouded in holy light, and carrying magnificent power.

There is a word "Thunder" written on it, the pen is like a dragon and snake, and there is a faint rhyme of Taoism.

As long as it is activated, the paper will self-immolate, and a dazzling thunder will erupt, like the light of the earth-shattering god, wrapping around the body of the Lord of Vientiane, and the speed will increase sharply.

In just a few breaths, he approached Ye Qingcang.

"What a big deal. In order to stop me, I actually used the holy relic!"

Ye Qingcang frowned slightly, his eyes were calm.

Qin Li was also surprised.

holy relic.

It is the treasure left by the saint.

It is said that the ancient sages all tended to the existence of Tao, and their power was almost indestructible.

According to legend, there was a sage of light who came to a place of despair and saw darkness and evil, so he raised his hand and shot a ray of holy light, which straddled the sky and the earth, imprinting the imprint of the void, which barely dissipated after 3,000 years of dazzling light.

It's a pity that there is no eternity in the world, and saints will die.

Before the sage died, he poured his power into all kinds of items and refined them into holy relics, which could be sacrificed to save his life when future generations were in danger.

Now Qianyuan Great World has not produced a saint for many years, and the number of holy relics is even less.

Moreover, even if the sacred object is not used, it will gradually weaken until it becomes waste.

That is, the Vientiane Holy Land, which symbolizes the last glory of Qianyuan, dares to be so rich.

"Four Seasons Sword Wind!"

Ye Qingcheng's wings were like swords, and he chopped down quickly.

"Four Seasons Excalibur Chapter" is driven to the extreme, reflecting the brilliance of the four seasons.

Moreover, it combines with Fengshen Art to produce wonderful changes.

The spring breeze is soft, the summer wind is strong, the autumn wind is chilly, the winter wind is freezing to the bone, and the changes of the four seasons are mixed together, with the mighty force of the years, washing down.

"Ye Qingcang, you are doomed today. Vientiane Overpass!" The Holy Lord of Vientiane finally arrived, raised his hand and unleashed supernatural powers, bursting out thousands of rainbows, converging into a divine bridge of ten thousand feet, fixed in the void, suppressing the chaotic winds of the four seasons .

Only one move.

Thirty thousand miles of void have been swept away.

It is worthy of being the top existence of Qianyuan, and its combat power is outrageous.

This is the second time Qin Li has been involved in their battle!

The last time was a half-step nirvana, and I couldn't see clearly at all.

Now that he is in perfect nirvana, and finally witnessed the battle of mighty power, he feels even more horrified.

"Since you are relentless in pursuit, you can only fight to the death to determine the outcome!"

"Natural Daoyin Fist!"

Ye Qingcang waved his wings and rushed forward.

Above the fists, entangled with azure light, it faintly turned into the shape of a bell.

With a full blown punch, there is a booming bell, which spreads across the four fields and spreads for hundreds of thousands of miles, forming a majestic Taoist singing, like a monstrous tsunami, crushing everything it encounters.

"Is this the power? It seems that you don't have the determination to go all out, but I do!"

"Ninth-order dharma form, faceless giant!"

The Holy Lord of Vientiane broke out.

There was a vertical line between his brows.

This is the "eye of the sky", which is the symbol of a powerful person with a large energy level.

In the eyes of the sky, the innate spiritual thoughts poured out, shocking the void, and everything trembled.

The brilliance is dazzling and infinite, manifesting a white jade-like giant, more than 30,000 feet tall, taller than mountains, higher than floating clouds, with eighteen arms, like eighteen mountains, holding eighteen kinds of weapons.

His head is the most peculiar, with no ears, eyebrows, mouth and nose, only one vertical eye, and no pupils, only the whites of pure eyes, which reflects a void, as if after the end of the Dao, everything returns to ruins.

The vertical eyes burst out with pure color light, shining in all directions, eliminating the natural bell.

"Since you are so ruthless and fierce, then I will accompany you to the end."

"Nine layers of dharma, the Taoist Lord of the Four Seasons."

Ye Qingcang was not to be outdone.

His "eyes of the sky" were also split between his brows.

The blue-colored innate divine sense gushed out like a torrent and waterfall.

The brilliance becomes fog, and the spiritual thoughts are like the sea, manifesting a figure that reaches the sky.

It is a full 40,000 feet tall, and it is a Taoist in Tsing Yi. With her hair tied up in a bun and holding a divine sword, she turned out to be Ye Qingcang.

On his Taoist robe, there are four colors of divine light flowing, changing seasons, and the scene of the 108 peaks of the Taoist sect, which is very pleasant.

There is a green and gold bell-shaped bell hanging on the waist, exuding a natural rhythm.

at this time!

The war has only just begun.

Two nine-layer Dharma statues stood in the void, arousing a riot of spiritual energy tens of thousands of miles away.

"Death!" The Lord of Vientiane rushed to attack, and the faceless giant came across the sky. The towering body felt extremely oppressive, and eighteen kinds of weapons greeted him, like a peacock spreading its tail, intertwining and evolving all phenomena.

"Huh!" Ye Qingcang snorted coldly, controlling the 40,000-foot natural Taoist monarch, wielding the divine sword, making knife marks, interweaving the light and shadow of the four seasons.

I want to evolve the changes of time and the mystery of reincarnation, so as to suppress and kill the enemy.

The two supreme beings fought.

It's like a battle between legendary gods and demons.

If you are in Qianyuan, thousands of mountains will collapse and thousands of miles of rivers will sink.

Fortunately, this type is the turbulent layer, a void.

It's just that Qin Li, the spectator, felt shocked just by witnessing this battle.

Nirvana is the existence of an ancient giant with a long lifespan.

However, they are not the masters of Qianyuan.

The truly superior existence is a great supernatural being, an existence at the level of Dharma!

The realm of dharma is an existence beyond the realm of nirvana!

In the Qianyuan Great World, the top existences are all in this realm.

Ye Qingcang, the Holy Lord of Wanxiang has the ninth level of Dharma Aspect, the Holy Lord of Kunpeng Beimingyu has the eighth level of Dharma Aspect, and as for Wanguiyi, it is only the first level of Dharma Aspect, so he is always called.

Speaking of it, the dharma is similar to that of Nirvana. It is all about tempering oneself and returning to the innate nature after the day after tomorrow.

It's just that the nirvana state is the transformation of the body, and the dharma state is the sublimation of the soul. If both are perfect, then he is a well-deserved supreme powerhouse.

"Empty has determination, but no strength!"

Ye Qingcang looked calm, planned a strategy, and raised his hand to take advantage of the situation.

The swordsmanship of the Taoist Lord of the Four Seasons is gorgeous, and he cuts out sword marks that reach the sky. He has a power of supremacy and invincibility in all directions.

Straight through the faceless giant's defense, a sword pierced his chest.

Pooh!

The sword pierced the chest.

The Lord of Vientiane was in pain.

The dharma is formed by the condensation of the soul and spiritual thoughts, once damaged, it will hurt the soul.

"You lost again!" Ye Qingcang was neither happy nor sad, but there was a fierce light in his eyes, as if he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and get rid of this serious worry.

"No, you lost!" Wanxiang Shengzhu Sen sneered, showing cruel white teeth. And the towering faceless giant, all eighteen arms fell down, pinching the divine sword and trapping Taoist Lord Four Seasons.

Just then.

Moan!

Distant riots.

A dragon chant resounded through the sky.

A great supernatural being at the level of Faxiang entered the battlefield very abruptly.

I saw the brilliance as bright as a blue sun, slashing towards him in an instant, and slashed on the back of Daoist Four Seasons with unstoppable force.