Chapter 2017: The Golden Wheel Destroys the Dharma

The ancient bell fell, rolling up a purple and gold vortex, like the wheels of a chariot rolling over, crushing all the Buddha light on Zhenru Tianzun's head.

"Falling God Bell!"

Zhenru Tianzun let out a roar, and his eyes became even crazier.

His clothes shook, and his palms came out together, continuously hitting the sky with several palm prints, and the Buddhist magic power was surging and mighty, ready to sweep everything.

However, these palm prints were instantly smashed when they encountered the ancient bell! The remaining magic power was also rolled up by the purple and gold vortex, and all turned into nothingness.

It turned out that they were not even a match!

Seeing the golden light shattered layer by layer, and the Falling God Bell was getting closer and closer, Zhenru Tianzun seemed to come back to his senses, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

But soon, his eyes became extremely fierce again.

The huge Buddha turned his body, and a golden whirlwind blew up on the spot, rushing up to the sky, temporarily resisting the Falling God Bell that fell from the sky.

Although the Falling God Bell was unstoppable and was still suppressing it, it slowed down after all, and Zhenru Tianzun freed up his hands to cast several spells in succession.

In the distance, everyone saw a ball of golden light rising into the sky, like a meteor that cut through the sky, and from far to near, it instantly reached a location less than a hundred miles away.

"It's coming for us!"

This thought popped up in everyone's mind.

The Nanxuan heroes never expected that Zhenru Tianzun would have the leisure to attack them at the critical moment of the battle against Wunian!

At this moment, everyone's face changed drastically. With the lessons learned from the previous few times, they knew that the power of the saint was irresistible, so no one resisted, and they all urged the escape light to escape, and scattered like birds and beasts!

Millions of cultivators fled for their lives, and the escape light in the air was colorful and spectacular!

But the ball of golden light shot by Zhenru Tianzun did not seem to be for the purpose of annihilating the Nanxuan heroes.

Its target was very clear, locking onto a certain breath in the crowd, and instantly reached his head.

This person had long flowing hair, wore a brown suit, and had eyes as sharp as an eagle. He was the leader of the Seven Heroes of Nanxuan, the Boxing Sect Fan Yinyi!

The golden light was like a bowl, sucking Fan Yinyi upwards.

"Ah!"

Fan Yinyi could not control his body and was trapped by the golden light, uttering a shrill scream.

Poor "Boxing Sect", a genius, the best of the younger generation, was torn into pieces, and his body exploded into a blood mist under the cover of the golden light.

In the blood, a golden wheel floated out, without any filth, was sucked away by the golden light, moved in the void, and in a blink of an eye it was behind the head of Zhenru Tianzun.

"Junior brother, you have fallen into the devil's way and privately refined the 'Falling God Bell'! Today, I will suppress it with the 'Pudu Golden Wheel'!"

Zhenru Tianzun grinned, sat up straight, and quickly made hand gestures with both hands.

As he cast the spell, the "Pudu Golden Wheel" behind his head began to rotate.

With each turn, the golden wheel doubled in size and rotated twice as fast.

In the end, the appearance of the golden wheel could no longer be seen, only a vague outline, surrounded by golden light, auspiciousness!

At the same time, the Falling God Bell broke through the defense of Zhenru Tianzun and pressed down, just colliding with the Pudu Golden Wheel.

Rumble!

A deafening sound broke out in the air, and the Pudu Golden Wheel kept spinning, gradually tearing apart the Buddha light and demonic energy of the Falling God Bell, breaking up the purple gold vortex at the same time and turning it into a turbid gray gas.

Bang!

The Falling God Bell let out a mournful cry, and the bell body cracked, revealing countless twisted lines.

Thousands of Buddha lights rushed into the sky, like big hands, grabbing Wu Nian in the distance.

At this point in the battle, Wu Nian's face finally changed.

He looked at the "Pudu Golden Wheel" with a very complicated look, which showed nostalgia, sadness, hatred and contempt.

With all kinds of emotions surging in his heart, Wu Nian's face changed again and again, and finally returned to silence, like a dry well.

The next moment, he flashed and jumped back without hesitation, bypassing the thousands of Buddha lights, trying to escape into the void.

Zhen Ru Tianzun laughed: "Hide? Can you hide?"

After speaking, he pointed with his hand, and the rotation speed of the golden wheel behind his head increased by three times. As the golden wheel rotated rapidly, golden bubbles appeared around it!

There is a picture in each bubble, such as fishing boats singing in the evening, heavy snow blocking the mountains, fishing alone, and thousands of troops fighting

But they are small worlds, containing the way of birth and death of Buddhism, attached to the edge of the golden wheel, and rotating with the golden wheel!

Although these small worlds are ordinary, they are like countless reincarnations when combined together. Every time the golden wheel turned, these small worlds performed a reincarnation, gradually releasing strange power, like invisible shackles, on Wu Nian in the distance.

At this moment, Wu Nian had just torn the void, half of his body went in, but he was trapped by the power of the small world and could not leave.

The magic pattern on his arm kept flashing, releasing a heart-pounding power, as if it had grasped the invisible shackles and tried desperately to tear them apart.

But no matter how hard he tried, the power could not be resolved, and gradually pulled him out of the void.

Wu Nian struggled desperately, with Buddha light surging on his body and demonic energy surging. The two forces changed alternately, but they could only slow down the rotation speed of the "Pudu Golden Wheel" and could not stop it.

The two sides persisted for a long time, and suddenly heard a "swish!" sound, as if something was torn apart.

The heroes of Nanxuan had already dispersed, but they still paid close attention to the fight, and now they all looked at the center of the desert from different directions.

Wu Nian's body was torn into pieces, but no blood was spilled. Instead, it turned into countless black clouds, which were each rolled up by thousands of golden lights and flew quickly in the direction of the Pudu Golden Wheel.

In the blink of an eye, "Wu Nian" had completely disappeared!

At the same time, "Wu Nian" appeared one by one in the tens of thousands of bubbles of the Pudu Golden Wheel.

These Wu Nian were trapped in different small worlds, fishing by the river, hiking in the snowy mountains, or fighting on the battlefield.

Each of them fell into the world of mortals, experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death, and repeated.

Every turn of the golden wheel is a reincarnation!

After experiencing life and death, and death and life, these Wu Nian's eyes gradually became confused, and the holy aura on their bodies slowly disappeared, as if their spirituality was wiped out by the myriad worlds, and gradually merged with them.

Fortunately, there was still a ball of divine light above their heads struggling to support, like a candle in the wind, no matter how the surrounding world changes, it always keeps the last bit of spirituality indestructible.

Liang Yan saw this scene from afar, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

"There is such a magical power! Evolving three thousand worlds, wiping out the aura of saints. If this goes on, Wu Nian's true spirit will eventually dissipate, and it is only a matter of time before he dies!"

He now has the strength of a sub-saint, and his vision and knowledge are not low. Naturally, he can see that in this battle, Zhen Ru Tian Zun has already gained the upper hand.

As the saying goes: Saints are immortal! But it also depends on who the opponent is.

Zhenru Tianzun is the master of Luotian Mountain. He has been enlightened for a long time and has profound magical powers. Even a genius cultivator like Li Yuxian is probably inferior to him.

Wu Nian became a saint much later than Zhenru Tianzun. Later, for some reason, his true spirit was split into two, his cultivation fell into the holy realm, and he was suppressed in the Jiuqu Yellow River Tower.

It was also because of Liang Yan that Wu Nian was able to unite Buddha and devil and restore his saintly cultivation. However, it has only been a few hundred years since then. Even if he is gifted, how can he be compared with Zhenru Tianzun?

Sure enough, Wu Nian's true spirit was torn into pieces and sealed by Zhenru Tianzun into thousands of small worlds.

Under the suppression of Pudu Jinlun, Wu Nian could not turn over, and even risked death.

But this process is very long. Even with the magic power of Zhenru Tianzun, it would take at least three to five years to completely wipe out a saint.

The thousands of true spirits whose thoughts were torn apart were still resisting in their own small worlds, but the Nanxuan heroes had already fallen into despair.

Only a saint can resist a saint!

Now that Wu Nian is suppressed, Zhen Ru Tian Zun can free up his hands and slaughter them easily!

Thinking of this, everyone's hair stood on end. How could they care about the sealed Wu Nian? Each of them pinched their fingers, turned into escape light, and fled for their lives separately!

Although they didn't know where the exit of this "Daluo Cave Heaven" was, everyone still had a glimmer of hope! Pray that they are the lucky ones who can find a way to the outside world in a critical moment.

After all, Zhen Ru Tian Zun doesn't seem to be able to leave the original place. As long as he escapes from this space, he may not be hunted down!

Seeing the Nanxuan heroes showing their magical powers, flying into the sky and escaping in all directions, Liang Yan's face changed again and again.

At this moment of life and death, who still cares about the original covenant?

After all, only a few people can face life and death. Most of the cultivators are ordinary people. After hundreds of years of hard practice, they have just glimpsed a little bit of the mystery of the great way. They still have some obsession with immortality and do not want to die here.

Liang Yan can understand their thoughts, and so can he.

But he did not choose to escape in the end. Instead, he looked at the two saints fighting in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes showed determination.

At the same time, Wuxin's figure floated down and came to Liang Yan's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"It seems that Wunian is not the opponent of Zhenru Tianzun. Let's retreat. There is only one way to die if we stay here!"

Wuxin's anxious voice sounded beside him.

Liang Yan shook his head and said slowly: "It's useless. This is the situation set by Tiangong City. 'Daluo Dongtian' will not leave an exit. They are just deceiving themselves."

"Then you." Wuxin seemed to have guessed something, and there was a worry in his eyes.

Liang Yan said in a deep voice: "This monk Wu Nian has helped me achieve enlightenment. He helped me break the elixir and rebuild it, and achieved the Hun Yuan Immortal Golden Elixir. Today I must not abandon him. Besides, Wu Nian is the hope of all of us. If he is suppressed, we can't escape!"

"You are crazy!"

Wuxin understood Liang Yan's thoughts and looked at him with an unbelievable look.

"This is a saint! A living saint! He is not Wan Kun in the tomb of Queen Mother of the West. How many tens of thousands of years has Wan Kun been dead? Only a trace of his true spirit remains, and most of his power has been wiped out by the Luoshen Bottle, so you can kill him. Now you are trying to challenge a saint with normal magic power. What's the difference between this and committing suicide?" Liang Yan's eyes flashed after hearing this. "You are wrong. It's not that there is no chance at all!"

Before Wuxin asked, he used the sound transmission technique to say: "Although Zhenru Tianzun has normal magic power, he himself is a little strange. He has been sitting in the same place since the fight. He didn't move a step when he encountered danger several times. Don't you think this is very abnormal?"

"It is very abnormal, but what can we do? All those below the saints are ants. Let alone you are just a cultivator who has passed the six difficulties. Even if Danyangsheng, Lingxiao and other top sub-saints join forces, can they withstand the slight attack of Zhenru Tianzun?"

Wuxin said this, grabbed Liang Yan's arm, and said anxiously: "Listen to me, leave here first! There is always a way out. I don't believe that there is no weak space in this Daluo Cave Heaven. With the two of us joining forces, we can definitely open a passage to the outside!"

Liang Yan suddenly smiled.

He shook his head slightly, pulled his hand out, and said calmly: "You don't know our enemy. That person will never leave any exit. Our only hope is Wu Nian. If he is suppressed, millions of cultivators will die!"

"So. I want to bet."

Liang Yan said the last three words in a calm tone.

"You are crazy." Wu Xin was confused and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Take good care of Xiong Yue'er and my disciples for me."

Liang Yan looked back at her, smiled slightly, and said no more.

The next moment, he activated the Tianji Pearl and quickly concealed his breath. Then he pinched his fingers and cast a spell, escaped into the desert, and flew rapidly in the direction of Zhenru Tianzun.

Wu Xin watched him leave with her eyes, but didn't stop him.

Because she knew that Liang Yan had decided something, there was no way to change it, even for her.

Looking at the direction where Liang Yan was going, the witch suddenly stamped her feet and snorted, "You idiot! If you dare not come back, I will chase you to the ends of the earth, even if you hide in the underworld!"

After saying that, she turned around abruptly and flew in the opposite direction of Liang Yan. At the same time, she pinched a spell and pulled Xiong Yue'er, Li Xiran, Bai Qingruo and others to her side

But Liang Yan dived into the ground and saw the endless darkness. A turbid air squeezed in from all directions, trying to crush his body into meat paste.

In the darkness, it seemed that there was an invisible big hand holding him tightly!

In just a moment, Liang Yan's seven orifices began to bleed, but he did not retreat. He urged the "Eight Parts of the Origin" and used the golden light of Buddhism to protect the vital parts of his body, and still rushed forward.

Although it was dark around, he had already remembered the position of Zhenru Tianzun in his heart, so he went forward without hesitation!

I don't know how long it took, but just when Liang Yan was about to give up, a little light finally appeared in the endless darkness ahead.

"That is..."

Liang Yan looked at it intently, with a surprised expression on his face.

It was a huge tentacle with countless tentacles on the surface, extending in all directions like tree roots, densely packed and endless!

There is no doubt that above this tentacle is where Zhenru Tianzun is sitting cross-legged!

"No wonder he can't move, it turns out that he has merged with the entire 'Daluo Dongtian'! He absorbs the spiritual energy of this holy land for his own use, so Wu Nian can't beat him!"