Under the power of heaven, lightning strikes thousands of miles away. Ye Ling fought with Lei Lang, but was eventually defeated. Fortunately, Lai came to rescue him and saved him from danger.
In the small town, Ji Xiu said: "This kid seems to have been here before, but he is a rare sword cultivator." Wudu clasped his hands together and silently recited the Buddha's name: "Everyone has courage, so what is there to fear from the way of heaven?" He just finished speaking. , the body of this monk disappeared from the place.
The next moment, it appeared in mid-air. The golden Buddha light and silver-white Dao light instantly enveloped the sky, fighting against the will of heaven.
In the midst of the radiance of the Buddha's path, Zen Master Wudu sat cross-legged, as if the Buddha had descended into the world. He has cultivated Taoism and has grown tall and tall, like a god descending to earth.
In the surrounding sky, the Sanskrit music is singing loudly, the Taoist laws are loud, and one monk and the other occupy half of the sky, resisting the way of heaven.
"That...that is"
"It's Buddha, it's Buddha who is here to save us!"
"There are also Taoist Heavenly Lords. I said they have received so much incense from us, and they will definitely not abandon us!"
"Buddha bless! God bless!" The entire sky in the Eastern Territory was covered by the brilliance of the Buddha's way, and the thunder and calamity of the heaven's way could no longer come to the world. Countless mortals saw this scene, and they all knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged.
Wei Xunhuan in the small world said with an incredible smile: "I can't believe it, I can't believe it. There are really people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. In this world, besides Baili Longteng, there are such people!" Mo Luren sighed: "It's a pity that under the way of heaven, I'm afraid It's hard to win." Ye Ling opened his eyes slightly and saw that what was in the air was actually the monks in the ruined temples and temples in the small town. He couldn't help being surprised, and then smiled and said: "The sky has its own Optimus Prime. In times of crisis, he always appears to save the world." Under the light of thousands of Buddha's voices, Wudu and Jixiu turned their backs to each other. The two great forces penetrated the heaven and the earth, forcing the way of heaven to retreat, and they could no longer descend to the mortal world.
Above the sky, thunder roared loudly, and a more terrifying power was brewing. Thunder struck one after another in the golden and white light, but it was like sand entering the sea, unable to create any waves.
Ji Xiu flicked his bald hair whisk away and looked like a master: "The way of heaven, the way of heaven, don't be obsessed with it anymore. All the people in the lower world are your subjects, how can you abandon them all?" As soon as he finished speaking, the thunder in the sky became more powerful, but he saw the phantom of the avenue. It fell down, causing the Buddha's light and the Dao light to dim a bit.
"Amitabha!" Zen Master Wudu clasped his hands together, and when he sat down, the shadow of a twelve-level lotus platform appeared. There seemed to be countless small Buddhas sitting cross-legged in the surrounding space, chanting scriptures loudly.
But when he heard him reciting a Buddha's name, the auspicious light merged into the golden light all over the sky, making the golden light even more powerful and withstanding the counterattack of heaven.
Ji Xiu took advantage of this opportunity and stepped forward. His robes moved automatically without any wind, and a shocking power rose into the sky. In the white light that filled the sky, countless fist seals were formed and shot up towards the sky.
For a moment, the sky that was originally covered by dark clouds was riddled with holes by Ji Xiu's fists. From the holes, skylight poured down, making the originally dark land bathed in light again.
The people cheered and their hope was rekindled. In mid-air, Zen Master Wudu closed his eyes and said nothing, clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's light in the sky supported a barrier to resist the way of heaven.
But the divine power of heaven is very powerful. For a long time, Wudu's whole body was in turmoil, and a trail of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Jixiu saw this and said anxiously: "Bald Donkey, don't die! If you die, who will quarrel with me in the future?" Wudu smiled when he heard this and said: "Taoist Zamao, you and I should both We have anticipated all this. Since the cause will inevitably lead to the result, what else do you and I have to cling to?" Jixiu snorted coldly, looked at the dark clouds that began to close again, and said: "Even so, Master Tao will still Look at how many tricks this Heavenly Way has!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist Master's Taoist power reached the sky, and the white light in the sky continued to gather, and finally gathered on the bald fly whisk in his hand.
Then, the whisk grew white hair again, glowing with brilliance. Ji Xiu flicked the whisk, and a burst of Tao power came out, opening a crack like a crescent moon, shattering time and space, and dividing the clouds.
The whisk flicked again, and there was another crack. Repeatedly, the dark clouds retreated, revealing a large area of the sky.
But soon, the thunderbolts in the sky also gathered together and struck down towards Ji Xiu. Jixiu didn't panic, and swung the whisk in his hand again. Thunderbolts collided with white light, and instantly turned into nothingness.
"Tiandao should never be limited to this ability." Jixiu frowned. He knew that they were just testing each other, and neither of them was serious about it.
"It seems that we have to find a way to force him back in order to save the creatures in the lower world!" Thinking of this, Ji Xiu stepped up to the sky step by step and kept approaching Qiong Xiao.
The thunderbolts from the heavens gathered together and kept striking at Jixiu. Jixiu flicked his fly whisk, and his whole body was enveloped in white light. Even if these thunder and lightning hit him, they could not break through the white light's defense and hurt him in the slightest.
Jixiu took a step above the dark clouds. Under the skylight, he seemed to see a figure standing with hands behind his back, looking at him.
Jixiu then said: "You have to know that although this lower world is weak, there are also strong people. We don't want to get involved in this world, but you are going too far!" There was no response at all.
Then Ji Xiu's expression condensed. At his level of cultivation, he had already had the ability to predict good and bad fortunes by spying on the avenue.
It was an ominous sign that he was suddenly upset at this moment. Looking again, the figure that was standing was no longer there.
Ji Xiu secretly said something bad, but then, an invisible force locked him in, making it impossible to escape.
With one step of self-cultivation, the rhyme of the Tao stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and the power of the Tao is so supreme that even God should retreat from it. The whisk in his hand was so bright that it continuously threw the light blade towards the surrounding void.
The time and space around Ji Xiu began to collapse, but Tiandao's offensive had not yet begun. He vigilantly spread out his consciousness and paid attention to every sign of trouble, but he still underestimated his opponent too much.
However, an invisible Taoist force suddenly came, and before Ji Xiu had time to react, he was restrained and unable to move. The body-protecting white light was extremely fragile in front of this offensive and could not stop it for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiu screamed, his body fell down, his Dao Yun collapsed, his Dao power disappeared, and he was seriously injured.
Wudu suddenly opened his eyes, and with a thought, the rosary in his hand flew out, rose up in the wind, and fell to the size of about ten feet. He caught the falling Jixiu.
Wudu asked: "I didn't expect you to lose so quickly." Jixiu reminded: "You and I are really far away from the way of heaven. We are no match at all. Even if we fight to the death, it will be difficult to force him back!" As soon as he finished speaking, An invisible force descended, and Wudu hurriedly deployed the golden light to block it, but was unable to block it. He was beaten and spit out a mouthful of blood, and was almost shaken.
The golden light all over the sky weakened, and the coercion of the Heavenly Dao struck again, constantly hitting the golden light and causing it to vibrate.
Wudu gritted his teeth, and the beads around his neck instantly collapsed, and the round beads flew in all directions, standing in the air.
All these Buddhist beads were shining with golden light, and figures of old monks stepped out from them. They were either kind or angry, with different expressions.
As soon as the old monks appeared, they sat cross-legged and chanted scriptures loudly. The rays of Buddha's light once again propped up the barrier, making it difficult for the pressure of heaven to enter again.
Wu Duqiang supported his body, and the flames of life ignited all over his body, pouring into the Buddha's light. When Jixiu saw it, he was shocked at first, and then said with relief: "If all the monks in the world had the heart to save all sentient beings, how could there be a boundless sea of suffering in the world?" After saying this, Jixiu took a step forward, and the flames of life were burning all over his body. Multiplied, the silver-white Dao light reappeared in the void, complementing the Buddha's light.
Above the nine heavens, the power of the sky was mighty, and the thunderclouds in the sky began to condense at this moment, turning into two giant hands to tear at the Buddha's light barrier.
When Jixiu saw it, he took a few steps up into the sky, flicked the whisk in his hand, and the silver-white light blades hit the thunderclouds, cutting and scattering.
But the cracks that were made quickly closed and were difficult to stop. Ji Xiu shouted loudly, and the Dao light around his body emitted, turning into two silver-white giant hands, and tore together with the giant hand transformed by Lei Yun.
The world was shaken continuously, countless mountains and rivers collapsed, the earth cracked, and many people died while fleeing.
Ji Xiu turned his hand into a fist and swung it at the thunder cloud's giant palm. The silver-white light broke through the thunder cloud, shattered the thunder, and completely destroyed the giant palm.
But before he could take a breath, that figure appeared again in the light. I saw that figure's big hand, and the huge handprint formed by the condensation of Tao power was grabbing at Jixiu.
Ji Xiu hurriedly used his Dao Light to counterattack, but unexpectedly, his Dao Light was crushed instantly, and he was also sent flying far away. Only then did he regain his balance.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible force descended from the world, shattering time and space, and hit Wudu directly.
Wudu yelled and was seriously injured. The Buddha's light in the sky weakened to the extreme at this moment. The pressure of heaven came down and completely destroyed the Buddha's light.
The light of the beads dimmed and they flew back to Wudu. The power of God suddenly came to the world, and another thunder and fire came to the world. Countless people lost their lives as a result, and the land of the Eastern Territory once again turned into a human purgatory.
Ji Xiu hurriedly stepped forward, supported Wu Du and asked, "Can we fight again?" Wu Du slowly spat out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth and said, "Today, the poor monk will complete his merits!" As he spoke, The two of them felt that they were suppressed by the shocking power and could not move at all.
Then, a wave of power came down and hit the two of them. Jixiu said helplessly: "You and I can only stop here." Wudu closed his eyes and said: "There is no peace in the three realms, like a house on fire, full of suffering, and it is terrifying." Before he finished speaking, a sudden wave of The energy of earth and earth enveloped the two of them, and then the eight bronze tripods flew into the sky. It was none other than Dayu's Nine Cauldrons!
It's just that now there is no owner in Daqian, and no one is urging this cauldron, so there are only eight cauldrons. Eight large cauldrons surrounded each other and rested on the heads of Wudu and Jixiu. The power of the universe contained the incoming Tao power and slowly eliminated it.
When Wu Du met Ji Xiu, he sighed and said, "Does the imperial court intend to do this because they want both jade and stone to be destroyed?"
"We are both emperors, how can we be slaughtered by others?" As he spoke, the divine light of the eight-mouthed copper tripod shone in the world, and an invisible Tao power evolved into the void, fighting against the Qiantian.
At this moment, heaven and earth are enemies, and humans and gods are at war with each other. In the imperial capitals of the eight dynasties, the emperors held the imperial seals in their hands, relying on the fate of the country and the power of the country to compete with the way of heaven!
Above the imperial capital of the Dayan Dynasty, Jiufang Guxin looked at the sky with cold eyes: "You think you can do whatever you want after defeating Baili Longteng, that loser. What a daydream!" In the capital of the Han Dynasty, the Han Emperor came back again, with Zhuge behind him. Ce left behind the piano case, feather fan, sword and other objects.
The Emperor of Han said with tears in his eyes: "Father, I will never be a king who will subjugate my country!"
