The divine chain forged from the Imperial Weapon Divine Iron, each iron ring is filled with strong divine power, constantly transforming into the form of the great evil god from the ancient era, and the terrifying aura is like a tide, constantly crushing the void.
In the center of the lotus platform, a ten-foot-tall figure has its limbs bound, and there is a circular hoop on top of its head.
The golden hoop is imprinted with dense shadows of Jialuo warriors.
The strange movements of the warriors also attract these Jialuo warriors on the golden hoop.
Each of the marks seemed to be alive, and began to shine with the bright Garo Holy Light. ah Suddenly, the warrior who closed his eyes tightly let out a vicissitudes of life and a somewhat painful roar, and he roared angrily.
Suddenly, the Sanskrit sounds in the mouths of Jia Zun, Arhat, and Vajra standing around him became even more blazing, as majestic as the sound of heaven coming to the world.
They turned into waves of sound and continued to sink into his ears.
One after another, the divine chains burst out with holy light.
It was locked tightly on the lotus platform.
"Observe the original mind of freedom, walk in the Prajna Mantra for a long time, see that the five aggregates are empty, and survive all the hardships."
"The thoughts of the five consciousnesses have no eyes, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, fragrance, touch, and no realm of vision, object, consciousness, and there is no ignorance or end of ignorance."
"Even if there is no old age and death, there is no end of old age and death, no worries, no worries, no fear, this is eternal life."
"Three Lives of Gara, Saint Gara, Saint Virtuo, Saint Lord, three lives and three lives of immortality, this is the Kingdom of Gara" In the vast Sanskrit sound, the warrior who had closed his eyes tightly and had a ferocious face began to relax.
The golden hoop on his head buzzed, and the bright holy light continued to shine.
The warrior who was about to wake up gradually regained his composure again under the holy light of Jia Luo and the chanting of thousands of Arhats, Jia Zun, and Vajras, and the originally violent aura began to gradually calm down. ah However, at the moment when the divine light of Arhat, Vajra and other gods shone around him, the warrior's breath became even more silent, and his whole body wanted to stand up without any warning.
Blah blah blah The divine chain made of imperial iron clanked, and each iron ring tensed and exploded like thunder.
Boom boom boom The Arhats and King Kongs sitting around began to explode one by one, turning into dust and floating in the void.
The eighty-one lotus platform was humming, and the entire spiritual mountain seemed to be trembling.
Thunders flashed in the void, and thunderstorms fell like big dragons.
Down, split open the sky above Jialuo Holy Mountain, and blasted down towards the lotus platform.
"Jia Luo has great compassion, great perseverance, immortality for three lives and three generations, is eternal in time and space, is born sacred, and is worshiped by all spirits.
It makes people have no fear, no care, no old age and death.
This is great merit and good fortune.
My protector is back."
Suddenly, at this moment, under the Holy Mountain of Jialuo, a figure of Jialuo that overwhelmed the entire world appeared.
Immediately, countless figures up and down the holy mountain shook their heads and bowed down.
The figure like a golden man, his eyes fell on the lotus platform, and his kind eyes seemed to contain three thousand worlds and billions of living beings.
"Dharma protector Jiamen is back." ah The brilliant Tianyin came to the world, and the struggling figure on the lotus platform suddenly stopped, roaring up to the sky, his eyes opened, and the divine light of the holy mountain appeared.
The distant wilderness of mountains and seas, the southern wilderness of the human race. ah
Walking on the ground, looking up at Wuchen, who was suspended in the imperial palace above his head, his Taoist robes were already in tatters, his black hair was draped messily on his shoulders, and his aura had completely changed.
There is no longer any trace of the Tao clan, as if it has been contaminated by the mundane world of the wilderness.
Walking on the earth, he roared violently, two rays of holy light burst out from his eyes, and the majesty of a holy mountain vaguely appeared in the depths of his pupils.
"No" His face showed a ferocious look, Wuchen was struggling, he wanted to get rid of this restrained state. clang The next moment, the Taoist sword clanked behind him.
The psychic Daojian felt the aura that did not belong to the Tao clan.
It turned into a stream of light and hovered around Wuchen, constantly cruising and making a clanking buzz.
"The Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth, the Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth" Wuchen fell into a daze and the Taoist method disappeared, replaced by a look of Jialuo Holy Light flowing.
"The divine needle of heaven and earth, break the seal and let the divine needle appear in the world."
"No, absolutely not" Wuchen suddenly emerged from his daze and became clear.
He wanted to control his body, but he couldn't stop at all.
"ah" "Who are you and who am I?
The seal cannot be broken, absolutely not" With his face distorted, Wuchen roared.
"The sword comes" The Dao sword buzzed with him, cutting through the void for thousands of miles.
The Dao light flickered, but it never dared to pierce his body.
"Qing Ming, kill me" 锵锵锵 The Dao Sword Sword Spirit naturally has a strong spiritual intelligence, but it never dares to bite its master.
It keeps wandering in the void, looking very eager.
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"Little fire dragon, kill" However, the flame dragon that was originally lying on his shoulder couldn't even get close to his body.
The hot dragon flames burned the Wuchen Taoist robe black and scorched it, but it couldn't cause much damage.
"I am Wuchen of the Tao clan.
I am Wuchen.
The Tao is unclear.
What is the Tao?
If the mind is not strong, I will not live alone." clang In an instant, relying on the remaining clarity, Wuchen grabbed the Dao sword and slashed it backhand towards him.
puff Blood splattered, but for a moment Jia Luo's holy light flourished, and he was completely enveloped by the holy light.
His body turned sideways at a weird angle uncontrollably, and the Taoist sword just slashed on his left shoulder.
"Go find him" "Let him kill me" With a roar, the injured Wuchen stumbled towards the depths of the mountains.
At this moment, he no longer had any light. clang roar In the wilderness, the Dao sword buzzed, the flame dragon roared, and one dragon and one sword made a clanging sound.
"Ho ho ho ho ho ho" "Clang Clang Clang, Clang Clang" Soon, the flame dragon turned into a stream of fire and chased the direction Wuchen left, while the Taoist sword turned into a stream of light and surged towards the direction of the Sword Emperor Palace.
Emperor Yu's Palace.
After returning from Wanqiong King's Domain, Qingyanghuan and Shengyan Tiannu entered the Fire Tower and never came out.
Baopuzi, the previous generation of Fire Master, had given many spiritual objects to him, and he also received many spiritual objects with the rewards from the Hidden Dragon List.
Naturally, he needed to retreat and consolidate his own small world.
The area of the small world is 930 miles in radius, so he also asked Bai Laogui, the guardian of Xinhuo Tower, for advice.
With his tens of thousands of years of experience, let alone seeing such a big one, he even heard of it.
Never heard of it.
Of course, he encountered a problem with such a large small world, that is, how to fill it up, which can be said to be painful and happy at the same time.
At this moment, outside the Emperor Yu's palace, a group of golden-armored generals were patrolling the palace on their war beasts.
A stream of light penetrated the void and made a thunderous buzz, as if they were afraid that the surrounding warriors would not know it was coming. .
"Who" The five generals' aura suddenly surged, as if they were about to attack at the next moment.
However, the spiritual light stopped inside and outside, and the light dissipated.
It was Wuchen's Qingming Dao Sword. clang The Dao sword stood up and kept clanking in the void.
This made the five generals dumbfounded.
Who was this young man just having fun?
"Qiang Qiang Qiang" Feeling the fluctuations in the thoughts of the five human warriors, the Qingming Taoist Sword became a little anxious and trembled more and more.
Fortunately, it also understood that it could not act rashly, so it did not burst out with fierce killing blows, otherwise the five warriors earlier It will attack directly.
"Buzz buzz"
In the end, the Qingming Dao Sword, which had no choice but to move around in the void, drew a young figure wearing a battle robe and fighting against a foreign race, and then pointed at this figure with the tip of the sword.
"Buzz buzz" This scene is exactly the scene when Qingyang Huan was fighting against the foreigners outside the ancient city of Yulin.
"I'm here to deliver a message."
The leading warrior looked at the warrior behind him, but there was no change at all.
"In the Emperor Yu's Palace, anyone who intrudes will die" Although they also recognized who Dao Jian painted, they had no intention of letting him go.
"Buzz" Qingming Daojian lost some interest and stood up directly.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang" However, no matter how loudly it roared, the five big men on the opposite side blocked it out. clang The next moment, the sudden Dao sword suddenly lit up, and the Dao light flickered all over the sky, turning into a stream of light and streaking towards the void far away from the Palace of Emperor Dayu.
The blue light was like electricity, and it suddenly illuminated the sky for thousands of miles.
On the sky outside the Emperor Yu's Palace, he once again used Dao Light to make a painting, directly enlarging the Qingyang Huan painted previously by countless times.
Now it’s good, not only in Emperor Yu’s Palace, but also on the land tens of thousands of miles in radius, everyone can see it Now the five palace-protecting generals looked at each other one by one.
They were far away from the imperial palace.
They really couldn't care if others wanted to paint.
In the imperial palace, Gu Buxian rushed into the Xinhuo Tower as if his butt was on fire.
"Ah Huan, Ah Huan, you are famous.
There is a sword in the sky outside painting your portrait."
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"It's Wuchen's Taoist sword.
He's going crazy for some reason.
He's painting a portrait of you in the sky.
If you don't come out, the void around the imperial palace will be filled with paintings."
Qingyang Huan, who was in seclusion, showed a trace of his spirit and will.
He didn't want to talk to Gui Buxian at first, but when he heard the next sentence, a thought came into his heart.
"Dustless."
Thinking of the words they said when they parted outside the ancient city of Yulin, his eyes suddenly became sharp. call out The next moment, Qingyang Huan restrained his breath and stepped out of the Fire Tower.
"Hey, wait for me, let's go together."
Gui Buxian watched Qingyang Huan turn into a stream of light and disappear before his eyes, and immediately followed him in panic.
Seeing a spiritual light streaking across the void outside the imperial palace like a shooting star, just outlining his shadow, he suddenly felt dumbfounded.
Even the Dao sword of the Tao clan has such personality Stepping out of the imperial palace and heading towards the direction of Daojian, I also felt the arrival of Qingyang Huan, and the Daojian also buzzed, with a whimpering sound.
"Buzz buzz" It turned into sword light and came to Qingyang Huan's side, and Qingming Taoist sword rubbed Qingyang Huan's shoulder.
"Could it be that Mr.
Turtle is dazzled, a sword is actually aggrieved?"
Gui Buxian, who followed behind, opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene.
"Woo woo woo":