"Those who gain the way will be helped more, but those who have lost the way will be helped less!"
"Someone is the Tao!"
Meng Qi's voice sounded like a thunderclap, resounding in the heart of Emperor Youming, trembling his primordial spirit and shaking his heart. He sensed that the legendary Earth Immortal Mr. Lu Da and Human Immortal Su Wuming were attacking his heart. The sacred relics; the Yangshen real person Yunhe relied on the Hunyuan Yiqi Shangqing talisman to lay down the myriad celestial formations, firmly trapping the severely injured Arctic true dragon; several eminent monks from Shaolin Temple formed a small fetus Tibetan world, and circulated relics and relics. Buddha treasure, reciting the scriptures of compassion that can save the whole world, the golden swastikas are manifested in the clear light of glass, flying towards the corpse of the innate god, surrounding it, and saving it little by little.
There are so many masters, with the strength of nearly half of the world!
Emperor Youming deeply felt what it means to be precarious, what is the rolling wheel of history, crushing all those who stand in the way, and why those who have attained the Dao will be helped more than those who have lost the Dao!
At this moment, although the currently manifested bodies of the two sides are not much different, the Nether Emperor has a feeling of being extremely small in front of the mad knife, as if he is the "Tao", he is the "wheel of history", and the helper is very important. Go ahead, crush and refuse to accept!
Amidst the entanglement of Qi, Meng Qi suddenly felt his momentum weaken, and along with the Qi, he slashed out the long knife in his hand.
This knife, like the rising of the yellow sun, illuminates the ghost domain in ten directions like daytime, dissolving time and death, the high temperature distorts the line of sight, bends the void heavily, and flows gold and fire, trying to wipe out the enemy in ashes!
"Take a certain knife!"
Meng Qi shouted violently, and the thunderous words rang out again, and he pronounced them instantly.
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In the ancient tomb world, it is divided into four battlefields, each of which is far apart, and only the aftermath is stirring.
The corpse of the true Arctic dragon suffered from Su Wuming's legendary sword, and its body was almost cut into two pieces. The dark green dragon's blood spilled into the sky, pouring down like a torrential rain, and inside were parasitic black and twisted strange corpse insects. , They are extremely difficult to kill. Once they are possessed, the living person will immediately turn into a dead body to support them. This is the Nine Nether Evil Things that can only be bred by Dharmakaya-level corpses!
The Wanxiang sect has been inherited from ancient times, and many sages of the sect even fought against the evil spirits of the Nine Nethers, and the classics left behind are not incomplete. Yunhe is not in a hurry when facing the Arctic True Dragon and the Nether Corpse Gu. The talisman flew out chaotic words one by one, and the mist expanded, as if light smoke enveloped the surrounding area.
With a bang, the dragon blood suddenly ignited, first the part sprinkled in the air, and then those inside the real dragon carcass were also ignited, burning the dragon carcass, burning the corpse insects, the flame was initially dark green, and gradually turned It is golden yellow.
This is an immortal art of manipulating blood. It doesn't need to be touched. As long as the opponent is injured, it can take effect. Relying on it, relying on Su Wuming's previous efforts, Yunhe is more than capable. The dragon corpse restrains it.
Surrounding the corpse of the innate god, swirls swirled around, the gold was clear, and the glass was clear and clean. Inside each of them seemed to be a bodhisattva with a face full of compassion. The scriptures, out of sync with each other, overlapped each other, and finally converged into a proverb:
"The hell is not empty, vow not to become a Buddha, save all sentient beings, only then can you prove Bodhi!"
ah! The congenital god corpse covered its ears and howled in pain. The power of the fake Huangquan dissipated a lot unknowingly. He tried to fly to Xuan Bei and the others, but the golden swastikas and the sky full of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas continued to form "tales". Sealed on his body, the yellow clothes formed shackles and wrapped layer by layer, making it take a lot of time for him to advance a certain distance, and black air even burst out of his body and dissipated in mid-air.
In this way, although the Xiantian God Corpse still has the upper hand by relying on its physical strength, it will not be able to get rid of the influence of the "Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra" for a while, and it may take dozens of breaths to break free or attack Xuan Bei and others. people.
The Sacred Heart Slough slowly stood up from the coffin, and there seemed to be a world hidden in the eyes, with flowers blooming and dying, and countless figures doing different movements, either thinking hard, looking up at the sky, or holding a scroll , without any human touch.
At this time, a ray of sword light was like a rainbow flying from the sky. It was pure and brilliant, and it was absolutely beautiful.
Su Wuming knows that the biggest flaw of similar zombie ghosts lies in their intelligence and heart, so he raised his hand and tortured "the enemy and us" with "the sword comes out of no self"!
The Saint of Heart stood in the coffin, his eyes looked up to the heights, his mouth was slightly opened, and there was a sigh in the void:
"There is no kindness and no disgusting body. There is goodness and maliciousness. Knowing good and evil is liangzhi, and doing good and eliminating evil is investigating things."
To remove evil for good is to investigate things, and to kill swords for evil should be eliminated!
The surrounding space was suddenly in a trance, and the heart was holy.?With the move, Su Wuming's sword light is like a meteorite passing through the wind layer, constantly rubbing and burning, and after blooming the most beautiful and brilliant light, it disappears without a trace.
On the mountain peak, Han Guang had a long illusory river flowing through his eyes. Through the broken formation, he took in the situation in the ancient tomb world. Seeing this situation, he sighed: "The sage of the heart is really close to the legend, almost a word can tell the truth." Follow along."
?Reflect the outside world with the cave or a world transformed from the inner world as the source.
What to do if the world and itself are in conflict, then let the world change, what you say is the law, and every gesture is the rule!
Generally speaking, in the realm of legends, the scope of this kind of reflection is limited, but if you rely on the realm of reality, you can directly set rules for the derived universes, or even restart them, just like what Mr. Lu Da did in the world of gods and demons.
It's the world that's wrong, not me!
This is also a characteristic of legends. Although Xinsheng is not like Mr. Lu Da who can create his own way, nor is he able to walk the most difficult and dangerous roads like Su Wuming with the help of Haotian Mirror, he will not have the characteristics of legends in advance, but his cave It has been evolved and perfected, and it has approached the limit of the legend, reaching a similar level, and it can simulate a similar effect with his "twenty-eight tactics of mind learning".
Han Guang took it very seriously. Among the saints in the Middle Ages, he admired the saint of the heart the most, and there were traces of imitation in his dress and posture.
At this time, Mr. Lu Da's sword light was drawn away, revealing the long sword itself, and stabbed at the Heart Sage in a simple and unpretentious manner. This sword was very slow, as if it was promoting the integration of the outside world, changing the rules of the world, and making the illusory surrounding the Heart Sage Ups and downs, flowers bloom and die, either disappear or become real.
?One sword comes out and the law follows. This is the small world derived from the real world. It is not the real world itself. If you do your best, you can use the breath of the outside world to change this world a little.
Heart Sage finally looked at the enemy, raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and whispered in a low voice:
"If you know it, you have to do it!"
"Know what you do!"
When you see it, you hit it!
Hitting is equal to seeing through!
With a bang, the fist and the long sword collided in mid-air for no reason, knocking Mr. Lu Da back.
Seeing this, Su Wuming, although his expression was still indifferent, his movements became slow when he drew his sword, as if he was dragging something heavy.
Zheng!
His sword made a dragon cry, and the sword light swayed, and it burst out from every place within a hundred miles around the Heart Sage, in no particular order, as if overlapping, and each sword light was splitting, and in a short moment, The birth of Jianguang Ocean and Jianguang Forest is hundreds and thousands of times better than Wanjian Guizong.
However, the closer you get to the Heart Sage, the more blurred the sword light becomes, and it seems to disappear.
At this moment, Mr. Lu Da drew out his sword again, instead of slashing at the Sage of Heart, it split into sword threads, each thread penetrated into the sword light forest, and connected each of Su Wuming's sword lights to make up for it. He has little control over his problems.
Mountains, rivers and rivers manifested, and the atmosphere of the outside world invaded. The two sword lights shrank suddenly, and they became one, turning into a bright lotus with a radius of hundreds of miles.
The petals of this light lotus shrank, and there was no more blurring. It instantly covered the heart, layer by layer, and the sword energy flourished, and the sword intent reached the sky. Slowly get weaker.
The combination of two swords is so powerful!
On the other side, Emperor Youming calmed down, looked at Meng Qi's knife, without sadness or joy, and pointed out the pen of life and death, black tube with white hair, white tube with black hair, deduced a black and white Tai Chi picture, and pressed towards Meng Qi.
This Taiji diagram continuously absorbs the energy of travel, absorbs the earth fire, feng shui, absorbs the flames and heaviness cut out by Meng Qi, breaks them into yin and yang with one rotation, turns them into its own, and becomes stronger and stronger, covering and suppressing Meng Qi!
Meng Qi didn't rush, turned the long knife, combined hardness and softness, yin and yang circulated, life and death coexisted, and completely integrated the yin and yang seal with his own "yin and yang triad, how can it be transformed into one".
?The long sword cuts into the Taiji diagram, the light of the sword changes in response, yang opposes death, yin opposes life, the two sides cancel each other out and disappear at the same time.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Qi bullied the Nether Emperor.
Suddenly, he saw a smile in the red eyes of Emperor Youming, as if sarcasm, the surroundings changed suddenly, and blood-yellow river water emerged spontaneously.
"I know you have such a knife, just to lure you into the game!"
"Try the power of the bones of the underworld!" The resentment in the Emperor Youming's heart turned into pleasure.
Han Guang on the mountain looked around, secretly guessing whether "Sword Maniac" He Qi had come or not. Donghai Jianzhuang owed Su Meng a great favor, and most of them were lying in ambush around to trap robbers. However, if the time is right, take away a few The root of Huangquan skeleton is relatively simple.
At this moment, Emperor Youming's gaze froze, because the blood-yellow river also froze.
His huge body also made a creaking sound, and seemed to no longer be able to control it.
And all of this is due to the pitch-black hand bone in Meng Qi's hand!
"He, he can control me?"
"He entered the game on his own initiative!"
In the horror of the Nether Emperor, Meng Qi smiled and waved out Huang Quan's hand bone! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??, Emperor Youming's gaze froze, because the blood-yellow river water also froze.
His huge body also made a creaking sound, and seemed to no longer be able to control it.
And all of this is due to the pitch-black hand bone in Meng Qi's hand!
"He, he can control me?"
"He entered the game on his own initiative!"
In the horror of the Nether Emperor, Meng Qi smiled and waved out Huang Quan's hand bone! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com