Chapter 2018 The Sword that Cuts at the Saint!

Liang Yan escaped into the depths of the ground alone and saw the secrets under Zhenru Tianzun.

"This tentacle is very similar to the 'Hundred Aspects'. Could it be something from the demon clan? Zhenru Tianzun, as the master of Luotian Mountain, is actually connected with the demon clan. This is really a shocking secret!"

Liang Yan was shocked, but his face was changing.

Although he knew the other party's secret, he was facing a saint who was sword-to-sage. This kind of thing is unique!

Even if Liang Yan had made up his mind before coming, when it really came to this moment, his heart couldn't help trembling.

Fear! This is the fear from the origin of life, which will not change because of will!

All ants are below the saints. Mortals look up to the saints, just like ants looking at the sky and ants shaking trees!

"Should I really cut this sword?"

Liang Yan murmured to himself.

He stared at the huge tentacle in the distance, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Zhenru Tianzun, a real saint!

Unlike the remaining trace of Wan Kun's soul, the pressure he exuded was endless. Just a glance could turn into a storm and completely drown Liang Yan.

In front of this powerful pressure, Liang Yan suddenly felt that he was pitifully small. Although he had been bravely improving for hundreds of years and his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, to the saint, these were just a joke!

The trembling deep in Liang Yan's heart could not be suppressed, and even his fingers were shaking slightly.

But his mind was still clear. Even when facing the pressure of the saint at such a close distance, he did not forget the purpose of this trip.

"Where the dark rises, the sword is born!"

Liang Yan's eyes were getting more and more bloodshot, and his face was quite ferocious.

"The sword is the ultimate of the Tao! I have achieved the Tao with the sword, so I should act according to my nature. Nothing in the world can be broken!"

When he thought of this, Liang Yan's eyes gradually became firm.

Although his body was still trembling until now, there was a hint of excitement in the depths of his eyes!

The five sword balls of Purple Thunder, Mayfly, Dingguang, Black Lotus, and Lingtian were swiped out at the same time, as if sensing his intention, and the swords kept ringing beside him.

"You guys are also unwilling to be lonely, right?"

Liang Yan looked at the five sword balls surrounding him, and a smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the five sword balls burst out with brilliant sword light, illuminating the space under the ground, exerting the power of the four laws of thunder and lightning, ice, music, and darkness to the extreme!

Liang Yan took a deep breath and pointed to the endless roots in the distance with a trembling finger.

"Go!"

Finally, he drew his sword to the saint!

The five sword balls cut through the void, carrying a powerful sword intent, applying Liang Yan's lifelong learning to the extreme!

Boom!

A shocking sound broke out deep underground, and Liang Yan's five sword lights all slashed on the black tentacle.

The all-out attack seemed to work, and the tentacles that were originally motionless suddenly twisted wildly!

Its skin was cut by the sword light, and black liquid flowed out, like blood, seeping into the surrounding soil.

Then, the underground world began to collapse, with lightning and thunder, golden light and black fire sweeping around! The terrifying space storm came from all directions, like a beast that devoured everything!

Liang Yan was caught in the middle of various magical visions, and felt that countless palms were slapping him. The blood in his body was rolling, and the spiritual power was running wild. He could no longer bear it, and he looked up and spit out a mouthful of blood!

His face was as pale as paper, unable to maintain the escape light, and his hands and feet had no strength at all. His body fell down uncontrollably.

The wind whistled beside his ears, and there was endless darkness around!

Liang Yan felt that he had fallen into an abyss, and faintly heard the sound of the Buddhas chanting scriptures, the Buddha light and the devil energy echoed each other, but it was getting farther and farther away from him, just like the unreachable world, gradually becoming illusory.

"Did I do it?"

Liang Yan murmured to himself, not quite sure in his heart.

But he could feel that the breath of Zhenru Tianzun was in chaos!

It seems that although his full-strength attack could not hurt the saint, it destroyed the connection between him and the "Daluo Cave Heaven".

Saints fight, every bit counts! I believe that Senior Wu Nian will definitely seize this opportunity and escape from the three thousand worlds of the "Pudu Golden Wheel"!

Liang Yan felt a little relieved when he thought of this, but now is not the time to worry about Wu Nian. He seems to have fallen into endless darkness. If he continues like this, he will be doomed!

"No, I must leave here!"

Liang Yan's idea is extremely firm.

He shouted fiercely, urging the Hunyuan Immortal Golden Pill, mobilizing all the magic power in his body, and turning himself into a sharp sword!

The surging sword intent surged around, gradually stabilizing his body and no longer falling down.

Liang Yan urged the power of the sword infant to the extreme, and the sword energy soared into the sky, tearing a crack in the darkness above his head, and faintly saw a little light coming from above.

"There is hope!"

Liang Yan's eyes showed surprise.

Without any hesitation, he rushed upwards with all his strength, trying to escape from the dark abyss.

Golden Buddha light, raging devil fire, and various magical visions emerged from the cracks in the void, rushing towards Liang Yan, trying to block his way and make him fall into the abyss forever.

But Liang Yan moved forward without any intention of retreating!

Even if he endured endless pain, his body was beaten to pieces, and his soul was constantly destroyed. It didn't matter! As long as he had a breath, he would not stop!

As time passed, the dark abyss gradually moved away behind him, and Liang Yan was getting closer and closer to the light.

He can already smell the fragrance of the earth and feel the colorfulness of the real world. He only needs to move forward a little more to escape from the saint's magical power!

But at this moment, a huge shadow suddenly appeared above his head.

Liang Yan looked up and saw a huge face with trembling fat and vicious eyes.

Who else could he be if he wasn’t Zhenru Tianzun?

This angle is like a dry well. Liang Yan is looking up at the sky at the bottom of the well, while Zhenru Tianzun is looking down at the mouth of the well.

When he saw Liang Yan, he seemed a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart.

After just a glance, Zhenru Tianzun showed no expression on his face and slowly raised a palm.

The next moment, golden light gathered in the palm of his hand and suppressed it from below the dry well!

Although it is a simple palm, it contains countless Buddhist teachings. Every line on the palm expounds a Buddhist principle!

The mighty power of the great road descends from the sky, like a mountain falling over, crushing the ants in the world

For a moment, Liang Yan's mind was shaken, and he felt as helpless as an earthworm.

"Is the power of a saint really irreversible?"

For the first time, confusion appeared deep in his heart.

Even if he has found the weakness of Zhenru Tianzun, even if Zhenru Tianzun uses all his magic power to suppress Wu Nian, he still can't do anything in the face of the huge gap between saints and non-sages?

The endless gap came to mind, making Liang Yan miserable.

But this feeling of powerlessness lasted only for a moment.

The next moment, Liang Yan's expression suddenly became crazy.

"No, I'm not willing to give in!"

He roared loudly in his mind.

At this moment, Liang Yan felt like a wild beast, not caring about anything in the world!

What about saints and saints?

"As a sword, I will kill even a saint!"

As soon as I thought about it, I heard the roar of the sword.

From the depths of darkness, the long-lost five sword pills are coming at full speed!

Five-color sword lights of green, purple, silver, black, and blue surrounded him, bursting out with powerful sword intent!

"Zhenru, take my sword!"

Liang Yan's face was crazy, his body and sword joined together, soaring upward into the sky!

The Buddha's light shines down all over the sky, like a roaring sea, and he is like a lone boat, forging ahead in the vast sea!

The streaks of golden light were like a rising tide, constantly wiping away the sword intent on Liang Yan's body, and at the same time dispelling the power of his law.

boom!

A golden light hit him head-on, and a huge blood hole appeared in Liang Yan's chest.

boom!

Another golden light fell from the sky, Liang Yan's left arm was removed, and blood spurted out.

Gradually, Liang Yan's body was covered in blood and flesh, and his human form was almost invisible. However, he still did not stop, floating up and down in the golden ocean. With only one breath in his chest, he vowed to reach the other side of the ocean and waved himself to the saint. A sword!

Above the dry well, Zhenru Tianzun's expression finally changed.

He seemed surprised, he seemed disdainful, and he seemed to miss him.

All kinds of emotions rushed into my heart, and I was confused for a while.

"You, why are you."

Zhenru Tianzun's eyes showed pain, and he shook his head desperately, as if he was trying to get rid of something.

But this state only lasted a moment.

Soon, his eyes became ferocious again, and he sneered: "You little ant, you want to challenge the saint? I will crush you to ashes today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a magic formula with his right hand, and saw the light of Buddha emerging from above his head. With a slight turn, he drew a sword light, crossed the sea of ​​Buddha, and slashed towards Liang Yan.

It's exactly: "Compassionate Soul-Transcending Kill"!

This is the ultimate magical power in the Great Sumeru Salvation Sutra. Even Wu Nian, who has become a saint, does not dare to despise it at all. He must be careful to resist it, which shows its power!

Now, this sword with boundless power fell on Liang Yan's head

The whole process is a long story, but in reality it only takes one thousandth of a breath. Liang Yan raised his head and saw the light of the sword. Before he could get frightened, he heard another familiar voice:

"Good, you finally took this step!"

Hearing this voice, Liang Yan's heart jumped suddenly, and his originally crazy eyes gradually calmed down.

Soon, he felt himself being enveloped by a soft force, and a breeze blew around him

It is strange to say that the breeze is gentle and the water is calm. It looks very ordinary, but the golden light around it is shaken away, as if there is an invisible and overbearing hand, erasing all the thousands of Buddhist dharma in this place, leaving no trace. Remains!

The next moment, the breeze turned around and disappeared into the darkness with Liang Yan. The light of the knife above his head fell just at this moment, but fell into the endless abyss, leaving no trace of Liang Yan's clothes.

Liang Yan was carried by the breeze and felt that the world was spinning, the stars were moving, and the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly.

In just a few breaths, the darkness had gone away from him. Various sounds came from the surroundings, and then his feet stepped firmly and landed on a piece of sand.

Liang Yan quickly adjusted himself. The immortal dragon's essence and blood began to work at this moment and began to repair the injuries on his body. His spiritual power also circulated in his meridians, and he gradually regained control of his body.

He glanced around and found that he had returned to the ground, surrounded by Nanxuan monks. They should have dispersed, but now they gathered together again.

It's not because they don't want to escape, but because there are changes in "Daluo Cave". These people have nowhere to escape and can only return.

I saw golden Buddha statues over ten thousand feet tall appearing on the vast desert!

In the distance, Zhenru Tianzun sat cross-legged in the desert, expressionless, with his hands quickly making hand gestures.

As he cast the spell, the entire "Daluo Dongtian" shook, and golden Buddha statues kept coming out from the ground. The Buddhist light shone for thousands of miles, covering the entire secret realm.

No wonder the Nanxuan heroes returned here again. Those who ran slowly were slapped to death by the golden Buddha statue, and then the bodies turned into green smoke when the Buddha's light shone on them, leaving nothing behind!

There was no safe place in the entire "Daluo Dongtian". Looking around, there were golden Buddhas everywhere. No matter where the Nanxuan monks fled, they would be beaten into meat paste.

On the contrary, there was a glimmer of hope near Zhenru Tianzun.

Because Wunian had escaped from the countless small worlds, the three thousand true spirits merged into one and restored their original appearance.

He recalled the "Falling God Bell", activated the Buddha and magic phases, and fought with Zhenru Tianzun again.

The two saints fought, of course, with all their might. The surrounding golden Buddha statues were used to attack Wu Nian, so they had no time to care about the Nanxuan heroes.

This is why millions of monks chose to return to the center of the desert. As for those who ran slowly, they were killed by the golden Buddha and their bodies were gone.

Liang Yan looked at the battlefield where the two saints fought from afar, and thought to himself: "It seems that my sword still played a little role. Although it only interfered with Zhenru Tianzun for a moment, Senior Wu Nian still seized this opportunity and escaped from the world."

Although he was somewhat relieved, he was still at a disadvantage in the battle between Wu Nian and Zhenru.

Wu Nian is indeed gifted, integrating the two ways of Buddha and Demon, and taking a different approach. It's a pity that he became a saint too soon, and was suppressed in the Nine-bend Yellow River Tower for many years. How can he compete with the magic power of Zhenru Tianzun for tens of thousands of years?

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Prison! This is the most powerful magical power in the "Wushou Sutra", the Ten Thousand Buddhas Prison!"

A cry of surprise came from not far away, but it was from Xuan Ye Venerable of Luotian Mountain, with a look of fear in his eyes.

The Buddha statues that rose from the ground were expressionless, like huge butchers, cruelly slaughtering all the creatures around them.

Every palm and every punch contained great power!

Wunian was surrounded by these Buddha statues and could only dodge constantly, just like a leaf, floating in the thousands of Buddha lights, and then there was a danger of being knocked down.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan's face did not change much.

He turned his eyes and looked at the crowd, looking for a familiar figure among millions of monks.

Tens of millions of faces flashed one by one until a young man appeared in sight.

This man was wearing a Confucian robe, handsome, holding a carved folding fan, shaking it gently, looking into his eyes, smiling.

"Brother Ji. No, the city lord?"