Chapter 1602: War Buddha

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Above Jiuxiao, the thunder suddenly appeared, dancing with the dark clouds.
The sky is rumbling and the earth is shaking. The darkness of this world covered by dark clouds has lost the light of the Buddha.
Ye Chen stepped on the devil's blood sea, his head hung over the stars, swallowed the weather, and the blood was flying up and down.
Behind him, an unexplained demon soil emerged, and many visions manifested: the bones became mountains, the blood flowed into the river, the stars disillusioned in it, the sun shattered in it, various destructions intertwined, and subverted the universe.
"Donor, why are you here?" Sigha sighed, slowly walked out of Lingshan and stood in the sky.
His eyes have the compassion of the Buddha and the majesty of the quasi-permanent, and the consciousness of life, such as rivers and rivers, is fused with infinite power, pursing all sentient beings.
"The Buddhism speaks of cause and effect. My enmity with her is cause, and endlessly ... it is fruit." Ye Chen stepped on Xingtian, shook Qiankun with one fist, and blasted through the sky.
Shakya sighed again and waved the Buddha's seal.
boom!
The fists and the palms antagonized, and the roar burst.
A halo, the point where the fist and the palm collided, spread infinitely, like an invisible big hand, smoothed the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding mountains collapsed one after another.
Ye Chen's hand bones burst, and holy blood spilled into the sky.
What he was fighting was a true quasi-empire, and not a general quasi-empire, and Shakyah was very strong.
They are all quasi-perfect emperors, and the ancestral ancestors who were previously annihilated by him are not the same as Shakya.
On the other hand, Shakya didn't move, like a giant figure of eight thousand feet, standing in front of Lingshan, no one could shake.
war!
Ye Chen hissed, rushing to death with a dreadful spirit.
Knowing that Shijia is strong, he is still fearless. His fear of the Buddha does not mean that he is really afraid of the Buddha.
If he wants to kill Fengxian, he must blast the mountain of Shakya, and the blood debts of his loved ones must be repaid with blood.
Shakyam was full of compassion, and the sea of ​​rectitude at his feet blocked the sea of ​​Ye Chen's evil spirits, and the buddha tree with his head hanging against Ye Chen's vast sky.
Ye Chen waved his fist, the ancient scriptures circulated between his palms, and the chaotic road merged into it. One punch allowed time to freeze.
Shijia confronted with the secret method of the Buddha, removed Ye Chen's punch, raised his hand and finger, and penetrated Ye Chen.
As a quasi-perfect emperor, there was a flash of surprise in the eyes of Lord Buddha Shakya. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectation.
The sacred bone of the Great Sacred Body is boundlessly powerful, and it is blessed by ten times the fighting power, which is comparable to him.
The war broke out, and the world was eclipsed.
One side, the ancient Eucharist, fuses the sacred bones and has the help of the Holy Spirit. It also opened the celestial burial of the heavens, ten times more combat power, like a war god.
His attack was simply and overbearing. There was no magic soldier. There was only one pair of invincible golden fists. Each punch was blended with hundreds of supernatural powers.
One side is the Buddha, the true quasi-perfect emperor, the Buddhism Zen Buddhism is profound and profound, and he is in charge of all sentient beings, such as a and dazzling dazzling eyes.
Although his magical powers are soft, but his power is overwhelming, Ye Chen's sacred body is cracked more than once.
The battle fluctuated so much that the theatergoers retreated, watching the world from afar, and they were all shocked. "Actually ... there was an equal split with the Lord Shakyat."
"Is the holy bone of the Great Eucharist a joke?"
"The ten times the fighting power of Xianlun Heavenly Burial is not a fame." The older monks sighed endlessly.
"If this is truly a sacred body, there is no need to open a burial, and one hand is enough to hang Shakya." A wretched old man squatted and set aside Xutian.
"Well?" Sifang monk glanced sideways, glanced up and down at the insignificant old man, and hurriedly saluted, the Grand Saint was no exception, with a respectful and respectful look.
This insignificant old man, isn't it the old fishing quasi emperor who was fishing before? I went to the theater.
Seeing that the Eucharist Ye Chen and Shijia Dou had the same fanfare, Rao was the state of mind of his emperor and could not help but be shocked.
Once again, he was very grateful that he did not go to control Zhiyang that day, and if he fought with Ye Chen, he would not be alone.
"But the sacred bone is powerful. One point is one point less, and the Eucharist will lose out sooner or later." The old lady booed.
"The predecessors said extremely." A big holy nodded and nodded, "Lingshan also has Jidao emperors."
"Princess of the Phoenix clan, this move is really high." Laozhu Jundi looked up and glanced at the mountain fairy.
Fengxian stood on the top of the mountain and watched the battle. She acted very much, with compassion and unbearable eyes.
At first glance, she really thought that he was a devout follower of the Buddhist family, who had compassion on all beings and converted sincerely.
"Fight me, you're far behind." Her eyes always flashed a sly look.
At this moment, Rao is obliged to admire her own calculations, leading Ye Chen to fight with Lingshan. This is a wonderful plan, and maybe she can destroy the enemy.
She just has to wait and wait for her Phoenix family to return from their ancestors, then take off the camouflage veil and be blessed by the family.
This time when she watched the battle, every time she saw Ye Chen's blood emptiness, she was excited and mad, she always wanted to laugh unscrupulously.
"What the fairy smiles." Xu was too fascinated to see it, Fengxian didn't even notice that someone was behind him.
That's Xi Zun, who also climbed to the top of the mountain, his eyes were quiet.
"I only have compassion, where is there to laugh." Fengxian sighed, "It's all my fault!"
"Princess of the Phoenix clan, today I really admire me." Xi Zundan said calmly.
"It is the Buddha that is profound and profound, and it has only affected me." Fengxian performed a Buddha ceremony, it really became more and more like it.
puff!
When the two talked, Ye Chen once again blew up the blood, and the sacred body was crushed and spattered by the seal of the Heavenly Buddha.
The sacred bone might be weaker, and Shakya is too strong.
"Retreat!" Lord Sakyamya's eyes full of kindness, such as a big Buddha, radiant with golden light, dazzling.
"Rather die than die." Ye Chen growled, eyes flushed, bathed in holy blood, and slaughtered again.
"Ye Chen." In the midst of it, someone seemed to be calling, hysterically, with sorrow and sorrow.
It was Ji Ningshuang who was in Wangchuan. It seemed that he could see the picture clearly across thousands of miles.
Her eyes, full of tears, blurred her vision.
A word of Ye Chen, the endless vicissitudes of the road, he was in the desert and the desert, and she forgot the river in the restricted area, but she couldn't see it.
For more than two hundred years, I don't know how many miles away, and I can't cover her eyes. The old back has been imprinted in her soul.
"Is the Eucharist all that stiff?" A long sigh sounded, and Meng Po appeared.
"Mother-in-law, please save him." Ji Ningshuang looked at Meng Meng with tears in her eyes, she did not want Ye Chen to die, nor did she want her child to have no father.
"Old man can't get out." Meng Po shook her head helplessly.
"Then let me out." Ji Ningshuang begged.
"Redeeming the old man does not have that power." Meng Po shook her head again, looking at Ji Ningshuang's swollen abdomen. "Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven must wait for the return of Heaven."
Ji Ningshuang looked pained and groaned while covering her lower abdomen.
"Either for you or for the child, the old man will seal you." Meng Po raised her hand, the ancient law array manifested on the palm, and was printed on Ji Ningshuang's brows.
"No ... no no ..." Ji Ningshuang was in tears.
Of course, no matter how she sighed or how she begged, it was difficult to stop the ban, and Yuan Shen was being dragged into sleep.
When it was sealed off, her dim eyes looked towards Lingshan again, hoping to touch his face and wipe away the oldness and fatigue for him.
The ban spread and she eventually fell, closing her eyes tremblingly, sinking slowly into the bottom of the river.
This one, when I wake up, I do n’t know what year it will be, and when I wake up, I do n’t know if there is Ye Chen in this world.
PS: Chapter two. There is a delay in the background of the author, and more chapters have not been refreshed.