Chapter 653: Wu Jian, Wu Dao Buddha

Closing his eyes, Lin Feng stood in the void, so he held the sword and felt the unbeatable power of silence.
I feel it with my heart, and I feel that this power may not belong to him now. However, I really feel the sword of Ling Tian, ​​and it is of great help to Wu Jian.
There is no need to explore and pursue, this power exists here, let him feel, he used to control the kendo, I don't know how much stronger.
What he can do now is to absorb, to comprehend, to absorb as much as possible, and to turn this kendo will into real self-understanding, so that he will cultivate too much in the future.
"It is no wonder that the palace owner of the North Shrine said that it would be a good time to cherish this opportunity and help me in my future cultivation. It turns out to be the case."
Lin Feng’s heart whispered, this domain seems to be a magic mirror, turning the imagination he imagined into a real reality, let him go to the perception, this domain is too bad, if there is a chance to be here every day. The speed of cultivation and cultivation does not know how fast it will be. I am afraid that the cultivation of one day will be better than the understanding of a few months, or even longer.
In the ridiculous space, the swords of the sky will occupy the entire space, there is no other breath, a figure stands proudly above the void, with closed eyes, and the body is full of endless swords, blooming, unconsciously Among them, Lin Feng deep inside, the understanding of the kendo is getting more and more profound, every minute, every second, is becoming profound.
In the hands of Lin Feng, the sword held by the sword released a terrible sword, and Lin Feng’s body seemed to be integrated. The sword is the person, the person is the sword, the sword and the person melt, the person and the sword!
This scene does not know how long it lasted. Lin Feng is still immersed in it and can't extricate himself. This deep sense of sentiment is really helpful to Wu Dao. Even if Lin Feng occasionally wakes up, he still doesn't want to open his eyes. He wants to grasp Every second, every moment, to feel, to promote, to enlighten, to understand the Kendo!
The so-called self-cultivation is not as good as the strong ones. The strong ones can dial the cloud to see the sun, such as the top of the tree, and at this moment, Lin Feng is a strong person, not a point, but a real feeling, which is even more than dialing It's too much useful.
At this time, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly opened, the horrible swordsman pierced the space, penetrated in the void, as if looking at the eyes, can be turned into swordsmanship, killing invisible.
"Five days, I only have two days left." Lin Feng's heart trembled, the rumbling sound came out, his sword slashed down the sky, the world rolled, and the sword slashed the world.
"Hey..."
The terrible sword is radiating out, the space is dead, the sword is inserted into the ridiculous land.
"There are still two days, although it can make me more sophisticated in the kendo, but my ability is not only the sword, I need to improve, not just the kendo."
Lin Feng’s eye-catching center was stunned, and his heart was moving. Suddenly, the swords between heaven and earth gradually disappeared into invisible, and the giant sword on the ridiculous ground disappeared. The day was calm, as if it had never existed before. The magical world is so shocking.
Without a moment of pause, Lin Feng's body sat directly on the ground with his knees, and his heart was not in the space of the sword, but in another space, the space of the Buddha and the Epoch.
Beyond the kendo, the power of the Buddha and the devil is also a terrible powerful force. It is a pity to not comprehend or to strengthen.
As Lin Feng stepped into the state, in the precinct, the heavens and the earth gradually became dark and turned into a vast night sky. In this quiet dark space, a golden giant Buddha, sitting on the void, exudes The golden Buddha, this Buddha, is a real Buddha, not a vain, and its meaning is the meaning of all living beings.
Opposite the Buddha, there is a silent darkness, a dark body of demon statues, appearing there, on his body, the devil is like the gods.
The Buddha and the devil are in confrontation.
The Buddha’s mouth constantly reveals the complicated Sanskrit, and the golden brilliance is constantly moving in the void, and the light of Sanskrit is turned into gold.
Color palm print, thousand Buddha seal, big sad palm print, golden body big Buddha print.
On the top of the devil, only the light of darkness emerges, and the light of darkness turns into the night fork, the magic of the Shura, and the of the gods. The Buddha is unable to invade the Buddha, and the Buddha’s light cannot be invaded. Arrived on the other side, to refine this ancient demon statue.
When Lin Feng’s eyes opened and he watched the world of Buddha’s light and darkness blend into the world, his heart trembled unstoppable. He now stands under the Buddha and the devil, and looks at the battle between Buddha and the devil. It’s true, as if everything is in front of him.
He stood on the ground, at the foot of the ten-foot golden Buddha and the demon statue, it was so humble and small, this is the real Buddha, the power can pass through the sky, Lin Feng, in front of the Buddha and the devil, such as one of the Bohai Sea Millet, as if it could be drowned at any time.
"If one day, I can also turn into a golden giant Buddha. The Buddha's light shines, and it can suppress all evil spirits. If one day, I will be transformed into an ancient Buddha. When I am angry, the heavens and the earth will be moved for me."
The ambition of Lin Feng’s heart seems to be burning, and the five realms of Xuanwujing have all kinds of supernatural powers, so that he can stand on the stage of the snowy field, release his own brilliance, be looked at by the crowd, admire, be It is called a rare genius, but compared with the real strong, what is Xuanwujing, too small.
This Buddha's Buddha handprint can make him fly away, and the roar of a demon can make his heart split.
Lin Feng always believes that there is no god, Buddha or demon in this world. As long as there is enough power, you are God, you are the Buddha, and the audience worship.
The powerful Buddha magic is also humanized.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng sat on the ground and watched the battle of the Buddha and the devil. On his body, there was a golden brilliance, and Lin Feng’s body, golden light, turned into a golden Buddha, as he thought, Jin Shen When he grew bigger, he turned into a real Buddha, slowly rising toward the sky, releasing Huazhang.
Overlooking the earth, the vast stars are at your fingertips, the ground is so small, although I know that this is not my own strength, but Lin Feng still feels bit by bit, at the same time, Wu Buddha, enlightenment, and their ability to attack, these attack capabilities As long as they can comprehend, they belong to his Lin Feng, even if they are out of this realm, they can still be used.
One day later, Lin Feng stood on the void and turned into a dark demon.
"go with!"
A drink came out, Lin Feng screamed, suddenly in the void, a rolling Shura demon head trembled toward the ground, to kill everything, accompanied by a loud bang, a huge pit on the ground, It seems to be a tiankeng.
"This feeling of power is too much to want."
Lin Feng reached out and looked at the hand of the winding magical entanglement. His eyes were so indifferent. At this moment, he was not a Buddha, a demon, or an avatar.
"I have never really felt the power of the magic sword. In this illusory realm, I am incarnate and take the magic sword with the hand of the demon, and feel it."
Lin Feng’s eyes slowly closed, and the heart began to feel the magic sword and summon the magic sword.
Among the voids, the nine-handed sword appeared there. The nine-handed sword was very quiet. Without a little bit of swaying, Lin Feng’s eyes were awkward. Suddenly, the nine-handed sword exudes a terrible magical brilliance, blending into one, turning into a terrible The sword of the magic road.
Among the swords, there are terrible magical moods and swords, which contain the terrible meaning of kendo. It is just the meaning of this kendo, revealing the magic, revealing the killing and bloodthirsty.
"The magic sword is not weaker than the giant sword I watched, and the sword is only in the imagination, it is illusory, and the magic sword, I can really have it, but unfortunately, I can not control ""
Lin Feng’s heart whispered, reaching out and holding a hand, suddenly the sword was held in the palm of the hand, the meaning of the rolling dark magic road rolled, the magic sword at this time is so serene.
Magic sword, he should have belonged to the demon of the demon, the magic of the things, only the devil, can let him surrender, Lin Feng at the moment, is the demon!