Chapter 318: Battle in the Transcendent Realm

"Do we have to fight after all?"

The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly.

He silently looked at the man in front of him holding a special spiritual weapon long sword.

The whole body was filled with a terrifying sword force that seemed to be unstoppable.

He couldn't help but sigh slightly.

After that, he waved his hand.

A holy energy like milky white permeated his body.

The string of white Buddhist beads hanging in his hand.

At this moment, under the influence of the mysterious white Brahma power, it slowly floated in the void.

The size of the Buddhist beads also increased by at least dozens or even hundreds of times in a very short time.

"For the sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm, your cultivation and strength can definitely rank among the top five for the cultivators in the Dafeng Dynasty and even the nearby area."

"Even the top three is not impossible."

"But it's a pity."

The old monk's face showed a look of regret.

After that, he sat cross-legged.

Above his head, the huge Buddhist beads that had expanded to a size of tens or even hundreds of meters were rapidly attacking the only remaining Transcendental Realm ancestor of the Yan family of the Great Yan Dynasty.

[Woo woo woo]

The sound of the wind whistling by his ears became more and more crazy.

Above the void, not far in front of Yan Yiqing.

The huge Buddhist beads that seemed to be able to cover the sky and the sun.

were rapidly pressing towards his direction.

Suddenly, the sky changed slightly.

The sky that was originally bright gradually became a little dim at this moment.

In fact, if you look closely.

It’s not that the sky has really become a little dim.

Rather, the size of the string of white Buddhist beads is really too huge.

As a result, the sky above Yan Yiqing’s head.

It seems to be completely covered.

"Bai Fan Temple"

"It's really not simple."

"However, if you want to take my life just like this, you want to destroy my Great Yan Dynasty."

"Such power is still not enough."

Yan Yiqing raised his head slightly.

He silently looked at the huge white Buddhist beads in the void.

He murmured something in a low voice.

He then tightly grasped the red spiritual sword in his hand.

And as Yan Yiqing took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

As he circulated the terrifying blood and qi power mixed with a little spiritual power in his body.

As he established a special connection with the red and extremely special spiritual sword in his hand.

A terrifying sword force that seemed to be able to soar into the sky.

Also suddenly broke out from Yan Yiqing's body.

This time, the sword force was somewhat different from the sharp sword force at the beginning.

If it is said that the sword force at the beginning.

It was emanated from Yan Yiqing involuntarily.

Then, this flash of red color, even emitting a scorching breath, seemed to be a terrifying sword that could burn everything in the world.

This was erupted with the help of Yan Yiqing's independent consciousness.

"Your Baifan Temple is one of the three major demonic forces in Buddhism."

"Your Baifan Temple has a great reputation in the entire Xuanyuan Continent."

"These are all correct."

"But, in the same way, I was able to rely on my own strength to forcibly establish a dynasty that belongs to me, and this was not the result of my relying on external forces."

"Now, since your Baifan Temple wants to attack my Great Yan Dynasty and the royal Yan family behind me."

"Then let's give it a try."

"I want to see what is so special about the Baifan Temple evil monk in the rumor."

As Yan Yiqing finished speaking.

The long sword he held tightly in his hand then slowly attacked the huge white Buddhist beads in the void.

A huge sword energy that was extremely amazing and exuded a scorching breath.

It was also forcibly swung out by Yan Yiqing.

He had not fought with others for a long time, and now he suddenly encountered a cultivator who was also in the Transcendent Realm.

This really made Yan Yiqing feel a little unfamiliar.

However, it was not a big problem.

He knew very well that as his battle with the old monk of Baifan Temple gradually entered a white-hot stage.

The unfamiliarity he felt at this time would gradually dissipate.

He had the muscle memory of wielding a long sword for hundreds of years.

This would not disappear because of a little unfamiliarity.

In the entire cultivation world.

There are ten realms in total.

There are five realms for ordinary people.

There are also five realms for immortal cultivators.

The five realms of ordinary people are skin refining, bone refining, internal organs refining, blood refining, and the last Transcendent Realm.

Transcendence, Transcendence, what is Transcendence?

Shedding the mortal dust, half a step to immortality.

This is Transcendence.

The most special thing about Transcendence is that after reaching this realm, your body will gradually absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth intentionally or unintentionally, and integrate it into your body and blood.

So, at this stage.

In fact, the blood power in the body of practitioners has been mixed with more or less spiritual power.

Therefore, if a person in this realm initiates a fight.

It also often causes great damage to the nearby environment.

For example, the old monk of Baifan Temple is fighting against Yan Yiqing, the last member of the Yan family of the Great Yan Dynasty to transform from mortal life.

"The cultivation level in the middle stage of transformation has exploded with power that is close to the late stage of transformation."

"Shaofan of the Yan family, I kind of look down on you."

The old monk sitting cross-legged.

With a wave of his hand, he recalled the huge white Buddha beads in the void.

The string of white beads was restored to its original size.

After letting it return to his right hand.

He closed his eyes silently and clasped his hands together.

In his own mouth, he began to recite some Buddha's Eyes Buddha's words that were difficult to hear clearly.

And as the old monk murmured.

A huge Buddha statue, milky white in color, formed by the power of Qi and blood mixed with a little spiritual power, slowly appeared behind the old monk of Baifan Temple.

At first, this huge Buddha statue seemed a bit unreal.

The figure of the Buddha statue is still somewhat looming.

But as time went by, as the old monk of Baifan Temple continued to improve his body and instilled the special power of Baifan.

The figure of the Buddha statue gradually began to solidify.

Behind the Buddha statue, an extremely holy and dazzling white light suddenly flashed.

There is a strange smell that makes you want to kneel down and worship the Buddha statue.

Then, it emanated from the body of the Buddha statue that gradually solidified.

[Ordinary people, since they see my Buddha, why don’t they kneel down? ! ! 】

A voice filled with bursts of divine rhythm.

Suddenly there was a roar in the world.

A very seductive emotion was suddenly born in Yan Yiqing's heart, and gradually took root and sprouted.

Buddhists know best how to confuse people's hearts.

And like Baifan Temple, one of the three major demonic forces in Buddhism.

He also studied how to manipulate people's hearts very thoroughly.

Once this huge Buddha statue appears, let alone practitioners in the middle stage of transformation, even ordinary practitioners in the late stage of transformation often cannot stop the influence of the Buddha statue.

Therefore, he bowed his head to this Buddha statue.

And as the practitioner kneels down, the Tao in his heart will be shattered.

At that time, even the practitioner will react.

Of his strength and cultivation, he can exert 50% to 60% out of 10%, which is already an excellent situation.

In more serious cases, the cultivation level will drop directly.

This is not impossible.

"Kneel down and worship you?"

Yan Yiqing gritted his teeth.

He used the spiritual sword in his hand to scratch the palm of his hand.

Following the red sword, Yan Yiqing cut his palm.

The bright red blood immediately slowly slipped from his hand.

An extreme feeling of pain suddenly appeared in his mind.

However, it is precisely because of this pain that seems to be enough to make ordinary people feel miserable.

As a result, Yan Yiqing, who had an extremely strong willpower, was no longer affected by the Buddha statue whose whole body was shining with bursts of holy white light.

"You want me to kneel down to you?"

"Are you worthy?"

After Yan Yiqing's inner emotions gradually returned to calm.

He held a long sword and slowly walked step by step towards the old monk of Baifan Temple who was sitting cross-legged and with his hands clasped together.

He, Yan Yiqing.

As the founder of the Great Yan Dynasty.

As the most powerful member of the Yan family of the Great Yan Dynasty.

He was able to go from being weak to what he is today step by step.

What he relies on is not so-called luck.

What he can rely on has always been his absolutely firm belief, as well as his absolute cultivation and strength based on his own practice bit by bit.

"If your strength is just like this"

"Then, this battle should be over."

The words fell.

Yan Yiqing's figure suddenly became a little blurry.

He seemed to disappear suddenly.

Did he disappear?

Ran?

The old monk of Baifan Temple who was sitting cross-legged on the ground could not help but narrowed his eyes slightly at this time.

However, it was only a moment later.

He quickly captured the figure of the only remaining swordsman in the Mortal Realm of the Yan family of the Great Yan Dynasty.

"I was able to get rid of the influence of the Buddha statue on myself in such a short period of time."

"Such an existence is only in the middle stage of transformation?"

The old monk kept his eyes slightly narrowed.

While he was thinking silently in his heart, he silently observed Yan Yiqing's figure that sometimes disappeared and sometimes became blurry.

For the first time, a solemn look appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes.

What I have to say is that this person's strength is indeed somewhat beyond his imagination.

He didn't expect that in such a small place.

Surprisingly, such people still exist.

He recognized this person's strength and character.

But what a pity

It's really a pity.

Even so, the only remaining member of the Yan family in front of him could not escape the path of death.

Yes, outside the Bailian Mansion where Baifan Temple is located.

His control over Bai Fanlian is indeed much weaker.

Bai Fanlian's blessing to his strength and cultivation will also be weakened a lot.

However, this does not mean.

Bai Fanlian is of no use anymore.

White Brahma Lotus, this thing can be called by the world, one of the most evil things in the world.

It can be regarded as the only sacred object by the people in Baifan Temple.

This naturally has its own reasons.

"yes!"

The old monk sitting cross-legged, after a moment of silence, silently looked at Yan Yiqing's almost blurry figure.

After he sighed slightly, he whispered: "What you said is indeed correct."

"This battle really needs to end."

"However, it is a pity."

"The winner will be me and you"

"It will completely perish here."

"And the Great Yan Dynasty that you single-handedly established will gradually disappear on this continent and become a speck of dust in history after your death."

"As time goes by, it is gradually forgotten by the world."

The old monk murmured these words in a low voice.

Yan Yiqing, who was holding a long red sword and walking in the void, jumping rapidly, ignored the old monk's words.

He just held the long sword in his hand tightly.

Then, at an extremely terrifying speed, he kept approaching the old monk from Baifan Temple.

"it's over"

After Yan Yiqing approached the old monk at a certain distance.

He exhaled slowly.

The red sword he held tightly in his hand.

At this moment, he also aimed at the old monk's neck and quickly swung it down.

Yan Yiqing seemed to be planning to behead the old monk.

However, the accident did not happen unexpectedly.

Before Yan Yiqing could swing the red sword in his hand.

The old monk from Baifan Temple summoned a white lotus flower that had always existed in his body. It was extremely holy and pure white in color and was about the size of a palm.

And with the appearance of this white lotus.

An energy shield as thin as cicada wings, formed by the special power of White Brahma, appeared on the old monk's body.

【Clang! ! ! 】

Yan Yiqing swung the long red sword in his hand.

An extremely hot aura that seemed to be able to burn everything was flowing on the surface of the red sword.

However, even Yan Yiqing used all his strength to strike a sword.

However, he was unable to break the energy shield formed by the special power of White Brahma that suddenly appeared on the old monk.

"The transformation of the Yan family."

"You can allow me to sacrifice the sacred object of my Baifan Temple, Baifanlian."

"Even if you died on the spot, you would be proud enough."

The old monk murmured in a low voice.

After that, he controlled the White Lotus, which was pure white in color, looked extremely sacred, and seemed to be harmless to humans and animals.

Go towards the direction where Yan Yiqing is.