Chapter 1602 Battle Buddha

Chapter 1602 Battle Buddha

boom!

Above Jiuxiao, thunder suddenly appeared, dancing with the dark clouds.

The sky rumbled, the earth trembled, and this world, covered by dark clouds, lost the light of Buddhism.

Ye Chen stepped on the sea of ​​demonic blood, with his head hanging in the starry sky, swallowing the weather, and the swaying blood flew into the sky.

Behind him, a piece of indomitable devil land opened up, and many visions manifested: the bones became mountains, the blood flowed into rivers, the stars were disillusioned in it, the scorching sun shattered in it, and all kinds of destruction were intertwined, subverting the universe.

"Donor, why are you doing this?" Sakyamuni sighed, slowly walked out of Lingshan, and stood in the virtual sky.

His Buddha eyes have the compassion of the Buddha, and the majesty of the Emperor. The mind power of the common people is like a river, with infinite power, purifying all beings in the world.

"The Buddhists talk about cause and effect. The hatred between me and her is the cause, and immortality...is the effect." Ye Chen stepped on the stars and smashed the sky with one fist, blasting through the sky.

Shakyamuni sighed again, and waved his hand to pat the Buddha's seal.

boom!

The fist and the palm confronted each other, and there was a rumbling sound.

A halo, at the point where the fist and the palm collided, spread infinitely, like an invisible big hand, flattening the world, and the surrounding mountains collapsed one after another.

Ye Chen's hand bones burst, and the holy blood spilled over the empty sky.

What he was fighting against was a real quasi-emperor, and he was not an ordinary quasi-emperor. Sakyamuni was very strong.

They were all Zhundi, and the ancestor Fen Ji, who had been killed by him before, was not a star apart from Shakyamuni.

On the other hand, Sakyamuni was standing still, like a giant mountain of eight thousand feet, standing in front of Lingshan, and no one could shake it.

war!

Ye Chen roared and charged with monstrous aura.

Even though Sakyamuni is powerful, he is still fearless. He fears the Buddha, but it does not mean that he is really afraid of the Buddha.

If he wants to kill Fengxian, he must destroy the mountain of Shakyamuni, and the blood debt of his relatives needs to be repaid with blood.

Shakyamuni's eyes are full of compassion,

The sea of ​​thought power under his feet was turbulent, blocking Ye Chen's sea of ​​evil spirits, and the Buddha's Light Bodhi tree hanging on his head resisted Ye Chen's vast starry sky.

Ye Chen waved his fist, the ancient seal script circulated between his palms, and the Chaos Dao merged, and a punch made time freeze.

Shakyamuni confronted with the secret method of Buddhism, removed the power of Ye Chen's punch, raised his hand and pointed, and penetrated Ye Chen.

As the Quasi-Emperor, Venerable Sakyamuni's eyes flashed with surprise, and Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectations.

The Holy Bone of the Holy Body of Great Completion has boundless power and is blessed with tenfold combat power, which is enough to rival him.

The war broke out, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and the world lost its color.

On the one hand, it is the ancient sacred body, which has been melted with the sacred bones of great achievement, and has the holy power to help in the battle. It has even opened the celestial burial, and it has ten times the combat power, like a god of war.

His attack is straightforward and domineering, without any magic weapon, only a pair of invincible golden fists, each punch has thousands of magical powers, and is unparalleled.

On the one hand, he is the venerable Buddhist, the real quasi-emperor. The Buddhist meditation method is extensive and profound, and he controls the mind power of all living beings, like a god, dazzling and dazzling.

Although his magical powers are gentle, their power is overwhelming, and Ye Chen's holy body cracked more than once.

The battle fluctuated too much, and the audience retreated again and again, looking at the world from a distance, their eyes filled with shock, and they were all shocked.

"Dacheng Holy Body Holy Bone, how can it be a joke?"

"Xianlun Heavenly Burial's ten times the combat power is not a vain name." The older monks sighed.

"If this is really the Holy Body of Great Completion, there is no need to open a celestial burial, and one hand is enough to hang Sakyamuni." A wretched old man put his hands in his hands, and squatted on one side of the empty sky.

"Huh?" The monks from the four directions turned their heads, glanced up and down at the wretched old man, and hurriedly saluted, and the Great Saint was no exception, with a respectful expression.

Isn't this wretched old man the same old man who was fishing earlier? Also went to see the play.

Seeing that Eucharist Ye Chen and Sakyamuni were on an equal footing, Rao was the state of mind of his quasi-emperor, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Once again, he was extremely fortunate that he didn't go to manage Zhiyang that day. If he fought Ye Chen, he would not be the same.

"However, with the power of the Holy Bone, one point is less than one point, and the Holy Body will be defeated sooner or later." The old man sighed.

"What the seniors said is very true." The great sage nodded in agreement, "Lingshan also has the Imperial Army."

"Princess of the Phoenix Clan, this move is really high." The old man Zhundi raised his head and glanced at Fengxian on the top of the mountain.

Feng Xian was standing on the top of the mountain and was watching the battle, but she acted very similar, her eyes full of compassion and unbearable.

At first glance, she really thought that he was a devout believer in Buddhism, compassionate to all beings, and sincerely converted.

"Fight me, you're far behind." Her eyes always flashed a sly look from time to time.

At this moment, Rao is that she has to admire her own calculation, leading Ye Chen to fight Lingshan, this plan is really wonderful, maybe it can destroy the enemy.

She only needs to wait, when the Phoenix Clan returns from her ancestral land, she can take off her camouflage veil and be protected by her family.

Watching the battle this time, whenever she sees Ye Chen bleeding into the void, she is so excited that she wants to go mad, always wanting to laugh unbridled, but in order to disguise, she has to cover it up.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Shi was so fascinated by it that Feng Xian didn't seem to notice that someone was coming behind him.

It was Xi Zun, who also went up the mountain, and the Buddha's eyes were quiet.

"I only feel pity, there is no laughter." Feng Xian sighed, "It's all my fault!"

"Princess of the Phoenix Clan, I am really impressed today." Xi Zun said lightly, his expression calm.

"It's the Buddha's breadth and depth, and it only influenced me." Feng Xian made a Buddha salutation, and she really became more and more like her.

puff!

When the two were talking, Ye Chen spat out blood again, and the holy body was crushed by the Buddha's seal.

The power of the holy bones, and then weaker, Sakyamuni is too strong.

"Retreat!" Venerable Shakyamuni's eyes filled with kindness, like a great Buddha, with golden light shining in all directions, dazzling.

"I'd rather die than retreat." Ye Chen roared, his eyes were red, bathed in holy blood, and slaughtered again.

"Ye Chen." In the dark, someone seemed to be calling, hysterically, with grief and grief.

It was Ji Ningshuang who was in the Forgotten River. He seemed to be able to clearly see the picture here across countless thousands of miles.

Her eyes were full of tears, blurring her vision.

In a word, Ye Chen, the vicissitudes of life are endless. He is in the Xuanhuang Western Desert, and she is in the forbidden area of ​​Wangchuan, but she cannot be seen.

More than two hundred years, I don't know how many thousands of miles away, can't cover her eyes, that old back is imprinted in her soul.

"Is the whole line of the Holy Body so stubborn?" With a long sigh, Madam Meng appeared.

"Mother-in-law, please save him." Ji Ningshuang looked at Madam Meng with tears in her eyes. She didn't want Ye Chen to die, and she didn't want the child to have no father.

"I can't get out." Madam Meng shook her head helplessly.

"Then let me out." Ji Ningshuang begged.

"The old man has no such power." Madam Meng shook her head again, looking at Ji Ningshuang's bulging lower abdomen, "Son of the scourge, I need to wait for the return of the king of heaven."

Ji Ningshuang looked in pain, clutching her lower abdomen and groaning.

"Whether it's for you or the child, the old man will seal you." Madam Meng raised her hand, and an ancient magic circle manifested in her palm, which was printed on Ji Ningshuang's eyebrows.

"No...no no..." Ji Ningshuang burst into tears.

Of course, no matter how she screamed, no matter how she begged, it was difficult to block the ban, and the primordial spirit was being dragged into a deep sleep.

As she was dying, her dim and beautiful eyes looked towards Lingshan again, hoping to touch his face and brush away his old age and exhaustion.

As the ban spread, she finally fell down, tremblingly closed her eyes, and slowly sank into the bottom of Wangchuan.

This letter, wake up again, I don't know what year it will be, wake up again, I don't know if there is still Ye Chen in this world.

PS: Chapter 2. There is a delay in the author's background, and more chapters have not been refreshed.