Chapter 743

The immovable root seal is a method of the seal in the "Daming Zhenjing", the highest Buddhist practice.

But with the destruction of Daming Temple, the "Daming Zhenjing" has long been lost.

Unexpectedly, in this visionary competition, not only the vision of the Qinglian Qinglian from the Fahua Temple, but also the lost seal of the Daming Temple has also reappeared in the world!

Monk Yuankong, Monk Weifu, and several Buddhist monks, True Monarch Yuanying, looked at each other with flickering eyes.

Without moving the root seal, it was released in conjunction with the "Da Ming Mantra", and the defense was extremely terrifying.

Don't move like a mountain, take root on the ground!

Di Yin's Great Primordial Palm landed on Su Zimo's body, but instead stimulated a path of sacred and flawless Buddha light, and a huge force bounced back.

Su Zimo's figure did not move at all!

While Di Yin was attacking like a storm, there was a sudden pause.

Su Zimo's eyes brightened, his lips lightly opened, and he spit out a Sanskrit sound again.

"Well!"

The sound of Sanskrit reverberated throughout the world.

At the same time, Su Zimo stretched out his palm, his spiritual power surged, condensing another Buddhist handprint.

A huge golden palm appeared in mid-air, with five fingers open, as if forming a prison, imprisoning in the direction of Di Yin.

One of the seals of the Ming Dynasty, the Immortal Prisoner Seal!

When the seal is released, even immortals are imprisoned!

With the immovable root seal, Su Zimo has stabilized the situation and counterattacked for the first time!

Di Yin looked as usual, the muscles and bones on both ears vibrated, and they approached the direction of his cheeks strangely, blocking out all sounds from the outside world!

As a result, the power of the Great Bright Mantra was suddenly reduced a lot.

"Annihilation Sword Qi!"

Facing the big golden hand shrouded in the Immortal Prisoner Seal, Di Yin let out a long roar, squeezed the spiritual art with both hands, and shot out a gray sword energy from his fingertips.

This sword energy broke through the void, and the vitality and spiritual energy in the void were completely swallowed up!

"This is the Emperor's Secret Technique!"

Lin Xuanji was a disciple of the Xuanji Palace. He was well-informed and recognized the origin of this sword qi at a glance. He sighed, "Di Yin really got the inheritance of the emperor."

Zizizi!

The sword energy swept across the golden palm, making a sour sound.

A gray sword mark appeared in the middle of the golden palm.

Boom!

The golden palm was broken, and it was cut into two pieces by this sword energy!

"You only have this means?"

Di Yin sneered.

But before the laughter fell, it was overwhelmed by the sound of sword chants resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Loudly!

In the void, one after another flying swords galloped across the sky, shining brightly.

Twenty-seven flying swords, all of which are top-quality flying swords.

And above each sword body, there is also a blazing thunder light, surrounded by electric snakes, which looks extremely extraordinary.

These flying swords left a trail of sword marks in the air according to a certain unique trajectory, and quickly condensed a sharp and sharp formation!

"Ah, it turned out to be a sword formation!"

"I didn't expect this Su Zimo to have such a hand."

In the crowd, Tianjiao of the ancient formation gate looked at the sword formation on the stone platform, frowned, and fell into contemplation.

The edge of this sword formation is so terrifying, but he can't see the origin of this sword formation!

"You also try my methods!"

Su Zimo shouted loudly, and controlled the third-order candlelight sword array, covering it directly towards Di Yin.

The sword qi contends and swirls continuously in the air, as if it is a round of sword qi scorching sun, exuding the aura of destruction, it seems that it can tear everything apart!

"Buzz!"

"Well!"

Sanskrit sounded again.

Su Zimo squeezed different spiritual formulas with his hands, the golden pills revolved, his spiritual power surged, and a sacred halo flashed behind his head.

Subduing the Demon Seal, subduing the Demon Seal!

The other two Great Ming seals came at the same time!

Two huge golden palms emerged, from different directions, and pressed towards Di Yin!

It's not over yet!

After the two Buddhist seals erupted, Su Zimo turned his mind and clasped his hands into a ball in front of his chest. The fire in his palms was so bright that a huge ball of fire was condensed!

"go!"

Su Zimo pointed forward.

This round of huge fireballs galloped, and the temperature in the void rose suddenly.

Still in mid-air, this round of fireballs suddenly burst, splitting into dozens of fist-sized fireballs, like a volcano spewing, fire rain came!

"Thunder!"

Above Di Yin's head, the dark clouds were densely covered, and they kept spinning, forming a huge pitch-black vortex, with lightning and thunder, and the sky was spinning.

A thunder light thicker than a bucket fell and smashed towards Di Yin fiercely!

Stunning!

fear!

Unparalleled!

Under the stone platform, more than 100,000 cultivators, and above the clouds, more than a dozen Nascent Soul True Monarchs, are all silent at this moment, and their eyes cannot hide their shock.

No one would have thought that Su Zimo's counterattack would be so strong, fierce, violent, and suffocating!

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo broke out many secret magic techniques.

Among them, there are not only sword formations, but also secret techniques that have been lost in Buddhism, as well as fire-type spirit techniques, and thunder and lightning spirit techniques that the Wind and Thunder Temple is good at...

Rentu, Xu Cheng and the others stared at them. If it were them, in the face of such a terrifying offensive, only the vision of Jindan could be resolved!

Di Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no panic in his expression.

"cut!"

Di Yin manipulated the Annihilation Sword Qi and directly stabbed the very center of the Zhuzhao Sword Array!

This is where the sword formation shines the brightest, and it is also the most vulnerable point.

The candle light sword array shattered.

The sword energy of annihilation also became bleak and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Negative Mountain Technique!"

Di Yin's hands quickly condensed the spirit, and in front of him two towering spiritual mountains were formed, blocking the two Buddhist seals!

boom! boom!

The two great seals slammed into the Lingshan Mountain, and an earth-shattering sound erupted!

"Destroy!"

Di Yin opened his mouth and spewed out a terrifying airflow, which actually formed a hurricane in mid-air, and instantly blew the incoming fireball down!

hiss!

Seeing this scene, many monks took a deep breath.

This is beyond the scope of spiritual magic.

Even if the people present were given this secret technique, they would not be able to practice it.

This requires an extremely powerful visceral power. Without the support of strong visceral blood vessels, if this secret technique erupts, one's own viscera will burst!

When the thunder came, Di Yin only felt his scalp explode!

Too fast.

It was too late for Di Yin to pinch the magic trick and release the secret magic trick to defend.

Di Yin raised his head.

The pupils shrank rapidly, like a full moon, gradually being swallowed up, and finally turned into a pair of dark crescent moons, surrounded by terrifying whites of eyes.

Pupil - Eye of Eclipse!

Two cold lights flickered in Di Yin's eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, this sturdy thunder light that fell in the air was actually chopped up by these two cold lights, and it was torn apart, making a crackling noise!

This is the power of pupil surgery.

With just a pair of eyes, a terrifying killing power can erupt!

In the face of such a strong counterattack by Su Zimo, Di Yin's secret techniques of spirituality continued to erupt, and they were all blocked!

For the monks watching the battle below, this was really an eye-opener.

"Good, good, good!"

Di Yin nodded again and again, his eyes were cold, and he did not hide the killing intent, and said loudly: "In the past hundred years, no monk has ever forced me to use a spiritual weapon, you are the first!"