The entire Demon Suppression Stream was shaking, like the earth's crust was moving, turning the sky and the earth, and scarlet and sticky blood flowed out from the towering blood walls on both sides. The scene was terrifying and terrifying.
When the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata arises, Xu Qi'an does not retreat but advances. Is it really a matter of seeking death?
Of course not. He is trying to make his injuries worse, preferably on the verge of death.
Only in this way can the damage returned by jade fragments be effective.
A first-rate warrior is full of vitality and can threaten the lives of a strong man of this level. You can imagine how terrifying it is. It is precisely because of this powerful attack that can effectively damage the super-grade one when returned.
This plan was already formulated when attacking Alanta. Xu Qi'an's confidence comes from two reasons. One is that the Buddha has been sleeping for five hundred years and his condition is absolutely not at his peak; the other is that he has worked hard to arrange flowers and some spiritual aggregates have been accumulated in his body.
The spiritual aggregate of the Immortal Tree, coupled with the powerful vitality of the first-rate martial artist, dared to take a risk.
But this still cannot ensure that there is no foolproof. After all, the power of Superior is limited to legend. Even if Xu Qian enters the ranks of first-class, he still cannot predict the ceiling of Superior.
So it is easy to fail, and the ending may be that Xu Yinluo led the extraordinary people to attack Alanta. As a result, the Buddha took action and Xu Yinluo died on the spot.
It deeply explains to the practitioners of Jiuzhou: die if you try it.
As for the fact that after waking up, you need to judge the situation and use the trump card in the right place to exert your true power.
But you can't delay too long, because the longer you delay, the more powerful the return of jade shatter will be weakened.
Yu Shu... Gala Shu, who had fought with Xu Qi'an for a lot of times, reacted first, and then looked ugly.
He didn't forget that Xu Qi'an had this method, but he didn't expect that he would use it here.
The Gala Tree is not afraid of powerful enemies, but is afraid of powerful and wise enemies.
A vulgar warrior is not scary, but if this warrior is good at calculating, it will be a headache.
The beautiful Liuli Bodhisattva frowned, and the young monk Guangxian also had a deep face. As a super strong man, the Buddha would not have been severely injured by the counterattack of the first-class martial artist. The bad thing was that his rhythm of suppressing Shenshu was suddenly interrupted.
A large amount of blood gushed out from the dark red flesh wall. At this moment, the flesh wall that was originally squeezing Shenshu had a brief chaos, just like the person who was attacked was temporarily interrupted by what he was doing.
No one needed to remind him. Shen Shu seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, turned around suddenly, stabbed his hands into the flesh walls on both sides of his head, and let out a deep roar, and his muscles raised all over his body, containing terrifying power.
In the gap between the monster's pain, he pulled back hard and pulled out his head embedded in the flesh wall.
Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang... The dense blood lines were torn apart one after another, as if they were pulling out tough tendons.
Shen Shu finally took back his head.
He held his head with both hands and placed it gently on his head.
Don’t pretend to be wrong with the positive and negative Ah… The divine thoughts swept over, and Xu Qi'an, who saw this scene, used complaints to relieve his inner excitement.
He knew that a true half-step martial god was resurrected.
The flesh and blood on the head and neck moved on their own, connecting with each other. In the blink of an eye, Shen Shu's head coincided with the body without any scars, just like the head had never left the body for five hundred years.
Yingwu's eyes, whose eyebrows were raised, suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes!
In the world, the wind and clouds suddenly change.
Xu Qi'an, Gala Shu, Liuli and Guangxian, who were in the Demon Suppressing Stream, subconsciously raised their heads and saw through the gap in the abyss that dark clouds were pressing against the top of the sky, and the thick clouds formed a vortex.
This exaggerated vortex with a diameter of more than ten miles slowly rotated, which seemed slow, but in fact it caused a terrifying hurricane in the world.
Sand, stones, cattle and sheep, people, houses... everything on the surface rolled into the sky one after another.
Only the monks living in Alanda have withstood this power that comes from nowhere with their own cultivation.
This is not the disorder of the elements of heaven and earth, this is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, the end of the world.
The elemental turbulence created by first-rate warriors is not worth mentioning compared to it.
Within a radius of Alanda, all living beings crawled on the ground, as if they were in the abyss.
A panic arose from their hearts, unable to tell whether it was because of seeing the terrifying vortex in the sky or being suppressed by the breath of the half-step martial god.
The only one who did not crawl was the extraordinary strong man from Dafengfang, and the rain master Nalan Tianlu, but this was probably their last dignity.
These extraordinary strong men were filled with fear and fear in their hearts, and they felt like they were ants in their hearts that they had been missing for a long time.
This, this breath...
Li Miaozhen's lips were trembling and she said tremblingly:
Is it Buddha or Gods?
The nine-tailed fox sat cross-legged, and his beautiful face shone with sadness and joy:
It was Shenshu, it was Shenshu, and he finally reorganized his body.
Since the destruction of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, she has been thinking about untiing the special seal of the Gods, allowing her father to be resurrected in the true sense, and allowing the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons to have an unwavering pillar of the country.
Five hundred years later, she did it.
Xu Qian succeeded.
The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox took a deep breath and quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart, preventing his emotions from spreading, and returning to the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons who remained smiling.
However, the joy that appears between the corners of the eyes and the tips of the eyebrows is difficult to calm down in a short period of time.
Now that I think about it, supporting Xu Qi'an to grow up and betting on him was the most correct thing she had ever done in five hundred years.
When she heard that Ye Ji was freed by a human man in Jiaofangsi every day, she secretly promised that when she fell in love with that man, the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox was full of murderous intent.
Later, she quietly descended on Ye Ji, hoping to let the man die silently, but the supervisor secretly gave her a warning.
It was also during that communication that she chose to cooperate with the supervisor, make a secret arrangement, and try to inject chips into Xu Qi'an.
One of the bets is to send Shen Shu's right arm to his residence.
The half-step martial god is indeed terrible, it gives me the feeling of looking at the witch god from a close distance...
Nalan Tianlu stood with a slightly hunched body, his white hair and clothes flew violently in the wild airflow. The sandstorm and various flying debris made Alanta in the distance hazy.
Master Rain could feel a revival of uncontrollable power deep in Alanda.
Nalan Tianlu could still feel it so clearly, let alone the three Bodhisattvas in the Demon Storm Stream at this time and Xu Qi'an.
In the belly of the mountain, the terrible aura was rising rapidly, endlessly, as if raising terrible monsters.
In order to fight against such monsters, the entire Alanda came alive completely.
The landslide, the cliff walls cracked, the temples were swallowed by the cracks, and the woods sank into the ground. In the cracks, the tender red flesh and blood were squirming. It might just be a recovery, but it caused a disaster like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked for mortals.
In the deep red cave, flesh and blood squirted layer by layer, constantly squeezing Shen Shu and devouring Shen Shu.
boom!
The meat wall not far behind Xu Qi'an suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood gushed out like meat that was chopped into pieces to make pies, and a huge hole was torn into pieces.
Then, with another "boom", the energy that tore the flesh wall crashed into the towering flesh wall opposite.
What a terrible power, is this the half-step martial god... Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly. He had experienced the terror of this meat mountain. Zhenguo Sword could only cut out the sword marks of a drop in the bucket and could not open up a passage.
With all your strength, you can only break open the slit of the flesh slightly.
But Shenshu's simple punch opened up the passage directly, causing the Buddha to separate his flesh and blood.
As his thoughts flashed, the flesh wall squirmed quickly, and the gap was quickly repaired.
Boom boom boom... The towering flesh wall kept blowing open the gap, and the meat foam sprayed like a rainstorm, poured on Xu Qi'an and on the three Bodhisattvas.
These flesh and blood seemed to have life, and they created bleeding lines on their own, trying to drill into the cortex.
But their power was too small to do anything to the first-class martial artist. Xu Qi'an touched it casually and fell to the ground, then merged into the tender red flesh and blood, and returned to the body.
Boom boom boom boom!
The meat mountain continues to deform due to the explosion, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking, like a trembling piece of jelly.
It is no longer calm, as if every moment of suppressing half a step of the martial god is consumed.
boom!
The explosion this time was much stronger than ever. A huge figure broke through his body. His skin was as dark as ink, with twelve pairs of stacked arms, his facial features were ugly and heroic, and a black flame mark on his eyebrows.
The back of the head is a blazing ring of fire.
The Vajra Dharma image of Shenshu.
The moment this Dharma image appeared in the world, the world was trembling, and the vortex of dark clouds gathered in the sky was expanding and spreading, creating a doomsday scene.
Buddha was no exception. Endless flesh and blood clinged to Shen Shu's body, trying to wrap him and devour him.
Ten feet, twenty feet, fifty feet, one hundred feet... Shenshu's Vajra Dharma image quickly expanded to two hundred feet high, like a giant standing tall.
During the rapid growth, the twelve pairs of arms either beat the meat mountain or tear off the flesh and blood stuck to the surface of the body, and actually suppressed the meat mountain that was suspected to be Buddha.
But the flesh and blood seemed endless, and the height of his growth would make the meat expand.
The dark clouds in the sky formed a vortex, like a leak of the sky. Under the dim sky light, a giant two hundred feet tall was entangled with the twisted and terrifying meat mountain.
In the eyes of Li Miaozhen and others in the distance, this scene was nothing short of the dance of gods and demons in ancient times, even though they had not experienced that era.
Shen Shu has recovered his true body and cannot let him leave the Western Regions. He wants to seal him again.Gala's face was serious.
They felt the pressure all of a sudden.
As of now, it is impossible for the battle between Buddha and Shenshu to decide the outcome in a short period of time, but although Buddha has accumulated five hundred years, for some reasons, the nine Dharma images cannot be used.
The only great sun reincarnation Dharma that can be used now is not at its peak.
Bodhisattva Guangxian narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge Dharma image and the surging mountain of meat, pondering:
Buddha needs our strength.
Galashu and Liuli looked at each other and nodded tacitly.
The left hand of the Liuli Bodhisattva, which was as white as jade, reached into his right sleeve and gently pulled out a dark and slender little dragon.
The black dragon's tail was hooked with a delicate jade pot.
The little dragon bit the tiger's mouth of Liuli Bodhisattva in one bite and greedily swallowed the essence and blood of the woman Bodhisattva.
As he swallowed, the black dragon's head turned golden, including his mane.
What is this doing, what is this dragon...
Xu Qi'an, who was fighting the wind at this moment, saw this scene and was not sure what they were going to do, but he knew that he could not let the Bodhisattvas continue and deliberately stopped him. However, the warrior's premonition of crisis told him that he could not get close. Once he approached the mountain, he would have life worries.
While he was watching, the black dragon had already swallowed the essence and blood of Guangxian and Gala Tree one after another.
It changed from a small black dragon to a small golden dragon cast like a gold cast.
While the little golden dragon was transformed, the activity of the surrounding meat mountains suddenly increased, and it seemed that it was a little impatient.
The little golden dragon flew away, making a clear roar, and then pierced himself and smashed himself into the meat mountain.
Bang!
The golden dragon exploded and turned into stars of golden light debris, blending into the blood-colored flesh mountain.
Immediately afterwards, the golden debris showed a spark of fire, spreading rapidly, dyeing the blood-colored flesh mountain golden bit by bit.
Xu Qi'an in the air immediately noticed a strong and yang energy. This mountain of meat suspected to have transformed by the Buddha was like a volcano at this moment.
Gala Shu, Guangxian and Liuli Bodhisattva sat in meditation and entered into meditation, and their body slowly sank into the mountain of meat, as if they were sinking into a swamp.
The next moment, something amazing happened.
This terrifying mountain of meat no longer entangles Shenshu. On the contrary, it took the initiative to leave the half-step martial god, consciously condensed and wriggled. After a moment, a large Buddha sitting cross-legged with a flower was formed.
When the outline of this big Buddha was formed, golden paint just dyed the whole body, turning it into a golden Buddha statue.
He is hundreds of feet tall, and even if he sits cross-legged, he is equal to Shenshu.
The Buddha statue has no facial features, the whole is vague, and there is no emotion or divine thoughts, as if it is just a rule of heaven and earth.
The dark Vajra Dharma image stopped all movements and silently stared at the golden Buddha who was as high as him.
In contrast to the Buddha statue, the dark Vajra Dharma image has wide eyes and a violent aura, full of the will to fight the sky and the battlefield.
There seems to be no existence in the world that can make him afraid and fear, even the superb one is no exception.
Like a god of war.
On one side, the Buddha's light was shrouded in majestic and holy, and the most holy Buddha was sitting cross-legged; on the other side, the Vajra Dharma image was pitch black, with knotted muscles and a slightly ferocious appearance.
Behind the Buddha, the sky was covered with light gold, and the soft Buddha light was sprinkled. The sound of the Brahma singing sounded from the void, like a happy land on earth.
Behind Shenshu are huge vortexes like sky leaks and hazy sandstorms, a scene of doomsday.
The world seems to be split into two halves, clearly divided.
Just like a Tai Chi fish with yin and yang.
The Buddha appeared in the true sense... At this moment, Xu Qi'an almost shouted "I'm sorry, disturbing this kind of thing."
He squinted his eyes and looked at the blurred Buddha.
I remembered for no reason what the sentencer wrote in "How to Promote Half-Step Martial God":
Jump out of the three realms and be invisible.
Song Qing’s explanation of the first half of the sentence is that the higher his cultivation level, the less he has the seven emotions and six desires.
As he was frightened, the golden color covering the mountain of meat began to gather towards a place, making it emit a dazzling light, like a rising sun.
The Dharma image of the Great Sun Reincarnation!
Come again?
Xu Qi'an took advantage of the big sun that had not yet risen, and a shadow jumped and disappeared.
When the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata arises, Xu Qi'an does not retreat but advances. Is it really a matter of seeking death?
Of course not. He is trying to make his injuries worse, preferably on the verge of death.
Only in this way can the damage returned by jade fragments be effective.
A first-rate warrior is full of vitality and can threaten the lives of a strong man of this level. You can imagine how terrifying it is. It is precisely because of this powerful attack that can effectively damage the super-grade one when returned.
This plan was already formulated when attacking Alanta. Xu Qi'an's confidence comes from two reasons. One is that the Buddha has been sleeping for five hundred years and his condition is absolutely not at his peak; the other is that he has worked hard to arrange flowers and some spiritual aggregates have been accumulated in his body.
The spiritual aggregate of the Immortal Tree, coupled with the powerful vitality of the first-rate martial artist, dared to take a risk.
But this still cannot ensure that there is no foolproof. After all, the power of Superior is limited to legend. Even if Xu Qian enters the ranks of first-class, he still cannot predict the ceiling of Superior.
So it is easy to fail, and the ending may be that Xu Yinluo led the extraordinary people to attack Alanta. As a result, the Buddha took action and Xu Yinluo died on the spot.
It deeply explains to the practitioners of Jiuzhou: die if you try it.
As for the fact that after waking up, you need to judge the situation and use the trump card in the right place to exert your true power.
But you can't delay too long, because the longer you delay, the more powerful the return of jade shatter will be weakened.
Yu Shu... Gala Shu, who had fought with Xu Qi'an for a lot of times, reacted first, and then looked ugly.
He didn't forget that Xu Qi'an had this method, but he didn't expect that he would use it here.
The Gala Tree is not afraid of powerful enemies, but is afraid of powerful and wise enemies.
A vulgar warrior is not scary, but if this warrior is good at calculating, it will be a headache.
The beautiful Liuli Bodhisattva frowned, and the young monk Guangxian also had a deep face. As a super strong man, the Buddha would not have been severely injured by the counterattack of the first-class martial artist. The bad thing was that his rhythm of suppressing Shenshu was suddenly interrupted.
A large amount of blood gushed out from the dark red flesh wall. At this moment, the flesh wall that was originally squeezing Shenshu had a brief chaos, just like the person who was attacked was temporarily interrupted by what he was doing.
No one needed to remind him. Shen Shu seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, turned around suddenly, stabbed his hands into the flesh walls on both sides of his head, and let out a deep roar, and his muscles raised all over his body, containing terrifying power.
In the gap between the monster's pain, he pulled back hard and pulled out his head embedded in the flesh wall.
Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang... The dense blood lines were torn apart one after another, as if they were pulling out tough tendons.
Shen Shu finally took back his head.
He held his head with both hands and placed it gently on his head.
Don’t pretend to be wrong with the positive and negative Ah… The divine thoughts swept over, and Xu Qi'an, who saw this scene, used complaints to relieve his inner excitement.
He knew that a true half-step martial god was resurrected.
The flesh and blood on the head and neck moved on their own, connecting with each other. In the blink of an eye, Shen Shu's head coincided with the body without any scars, just like the head had never left the body for five hundred years.
Yingwu's eyes, whose eyebrows were raised, suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes!
In the world, the wind and clouds suddenly change.
Xu Qi'an, Gala Shu, Liuli and Guangxian, who were in the Demon Suppressing Stream, subconsciously raised their heads and saw through the gap in the abyss that dark clouds were pressing against the top of the sky, and the thick clouds formed a vortex.
This exaggerated vortex with a diameter of more than ten miles slowly rotated, which seemed slow, but in fact it caused a terrifying hurricane in the world.
Sand, stones, cattle and sheep, people, houses... everything on the surface rolled into the sky one after another.
Only the monks living in Alanda have withstood this power that comes from nowhere with their own cultivation.
This is not the disorder of the elements of heaven and earth, this is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, the end of the world.
The elemental turbulence created by first-rate warriors is not worth mentioning compared to it.
Within a radius of Alanda, all living beings crawled on the ground, as if they were in the abyss.
A panic arose from their hearts, unable to tell whether it was because of seeing the terrifying vortex in the sky or being suppressed by the breath of the half-step martial god.
The only one who did not crawl was the extraordinary strong man from Dafengfang, and the rain master Nalan Tianlu, but this was probably their last dignity.
These extraordinary strong men were filled with fear and fear in their hearts, and they felt like they were ants in their hearts that they had been missing for a long time.
This, this breath...
Li Miaozhen's lips were trembling and she said tremblingly:
Is it Buddha or Gods?
The nine-tailed fox sat cross-legged, and his beautiful face shone with sadness and joy:
It was Shenshu, it was Shenshu, and he finally reorganized his body.
Since the destruction of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, she has been thinking about untiing the special seal of the Gods, allowing her father to be resurrected in the true sense, and allowing the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons to have an unwavering pillar of the country.
Five hundred years later, she did it.
Xu Qian succeeded.
The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox took a deep breath and quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart, preventing his emotions from spreading, and returning to the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons who remained smiling.
However, the joy that appears between the corners of the eyes and the tips of the eyebrows is difficult to calm down in a short period of time.
Now that I think about it, supporting Xu Qi'an to grow up and betting on him was the most correct thing she had ever done in five hundred years.
When she heard that Ye Ji was freed by a human man in Jiaofangsi every day, she secretly promised that when she fell in love with that man, the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox was full of murderous intent.
Later, she quietly descended on Ye Ji, hoping to let the man die silently, but the supervisor secretly gave her a warning.
It was also during that communication that she chose to cooperate with the supervisor, make a secret arrangement, and try to inject chips into Xu Qi'an.
One of the bets is to send Shen Shu's right arm to his residence.
The half-step martial god is indeed terrible, it gives me the feeling of looking at the witch god from a close distance...
Nalan Tianlu stood with a slightly hunched body, his white hair and clothes flew violently in the wild airflow. The sandstorm and various flying debris made Alanta in the distance hazy.
Master Rain could feel a revival of uncontrollable power deep in Alanda.
Nalan Tianlu could still feel it so clearly, let alone the three Bodhisattvas in the Demon Storm Stream at this time and Xu Qi'an.
In the belly of the mountain, the terrible aura was rising rapidly, endlessly, as if raising terrible monsters.
In order to fight against such monsters, the entire Alanda came alive completely.
The landslide, the cliff walls cracked, the temples were swallowed by the cracks, and the woods sank into the ground. In the cracks, the tender red flesh and blood were squirming. It might just be a recovery, but it caused a disaster like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked for mortals.
In the deep red cave, flesh and blood squirted layer by layer, constantly squeezing Shen Shu and devouring Shen Shu.
boom!
The meat wall not far behind Xu Qi'an suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood gushed out like meat that was chopped into pieces to make pies, and a huge hole was torn into pieces.
Then, with another "boom", the energy that tore the flesh wall crashed into the towering flesh wall opposite.
What a terrible power, is this the half-step martial god... Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly. He had experienced the terror of this meat mountain. Zhenguo Sword could only cut out the sword marks of a drop in the bucket and could not open up a passage.
With all your strength, you can only break open the slit of the flesh slightly.
But Shenshu's simple punch opened up the passage directly, causing the Buddha to separate his flesh and blood.
As his thoughts flashed, the flesh wall squirmed quickly, and the gap was quickly repaired.
Boom boom boom... The towering flesh wall kept blowing open the gap, and the meat foam sprayed like a rainstorm, poured on Xu Qi'an and on the three Bodhisattvas.
These flesh and blood seemed to have life, and they created bleeding lines on their own, trying to drill into the cortex.
But their power was too small to do anything to the first-class martial artist. Xu Qi'an touched it casually and fell to the ground, then merged into the tender red flesh and blood, and returned to the body.
Boom boom boom boom!
The meat mountain continues to deform due to the explosion, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking, like a trembling piece of jelly.
It is no longer calm, as if every moment of suppressing half a step of the martial god is consumed.
boom!
The explosion this time was much stronger than ever. A huge figure broke through his body. His skin was as dark as ink, with twelve pairs of stacked arms, his facial features were ugly and heroic, and a black flame mark on his eyebrows.
The back of the head is a blazing ring of fire.
The Vajra Dharma image of Shenshu.
The moment this Dharma image appeared in the world, the world was trembling, and the vortex of dark clouds gathered in the sky was expanding and spreading, creating a doomsday scene.
Buddha was no exception. Endless flesh and blood clinged to Shen Shu's body, trying to wrap him and devour him.
Ten feet, twenty feet, fifty feet, one hundred feet... Shenshu's Vajra Dharma image quickly expanded to two hundred feet high, like a giant standing tall.
During the rapid growth, the twelve pairs of arms either beat the meat mountain or tear off the flesh and blood stuck to the surface of the body, and actually suppressed the meat mountain that was suspected to be Buddha.
But the flesh and blood seemed endless, and the height of his growth would make the meat expand.
The dark clouds in the sky formed a vortex, like a leak of the sky. Under the dim sky light, a giant two hundred feet tall was entangled with the twisted and terrifying meat mountain.
In the eyes of Li Miaozhen and others in the distance, this scene was nothing short of the dance of gods and demons in ancient times, even though they had not experienced that era.
Shen Shu has recovered his true body and cannot let him leave the Western Regions. He wants to seal him again.Gala's face was serious.
They felt the pressure all of a sudden.
As of now, it is impossible for the battle between Buddha and Shenshu to decide the outcome in a short period of time, but although Buddha has accumulated five hundred years, for some reasons, the nine Dharma images cannot be used.
The only great sun reincarnation Dharma that can be used now is not at its peak.
Bodhisattva Guangxian narrowed his eyes and looked at the huge Dharma image and the surging mountain of meat, pondering:
Buddha needs our strength.
Galashu and Liuli looked at each other and nodded tacitly.
The left hand of the Liuli Bodhisattva, which was as white as jade, reached into his right sleeve and gently pulled out a dark and slender little dragon.
The black dragon's tail was hooked with a delicate jade pot.
The little dragon bit the tiger's mouth of Liuli Bodhisattva in one bite and greedily swallowed the essence and blood of the woman Bodhisattva.
As he swallowed, the black dragon's head turned golden, including his mane.
What is this doing, what is this dragon...
Xu Qi'an, who was fighting the wind at this moment, saw this scene and was not sure what they were going to do, but he knew that he could not let the Bodhisattvas continue and deliberately stopped him. However, the warrior's premonition of crisis told him that he could not get close. Once he approached the mountain, he would have life worries.
While he was watching, the black dragon had already swallowed the essence and blood of Guangxian and Gala Tree one after another.
It changed from a small black dragon to a small golden dragon cast like a gold cast.
While the little golden dragon was transformed, the activity of the surrounding meat mountains suddenly increased, and it seemed that it was a little impatient.
The little golden dragon flew away, making a clear roar, and then pierced himself and smashed himself into the meat mountain.
Bang!
The golden dragon exploded and turned into stars of golden light debris, blending into the blood-colored flesh mountain.
Immediately afterwards, the golden debris showed a spark of fire, spreading rapidly, dyeing the blood-colored flesh mountain golden bit by bit.
Xu Qi'an in the air immediately noticed a strong and yang energy. This mountain of meat suspected to have transformed by the Buddha was like a volcano at this moment.
Gala Shu, Guangxian and Liuli Bodhisattva sat in meditation and entered into meditation, and their body slowly sank into the mountain of meat, as if they were sinking into a swamp.
The next moment, something amazing happened.
This terrifying mountain of meat no longer entangles Shenshu. On the contrary, it took the initiative to leave the half-step martial god, consciously condensed and wriggled. After a moment, a large Buddha sitting cross-legged with a flower was formed.
When the outline of this big Buddha was formed, golden paint just dyed the whole body, turning it into a golden Buddha statue.
He is hundreds of feet tall, and even if he sits cross-legged, he is equal to Shenshu.
The Buddha statue has no facial features, the whole is vague, and there is no emotion or divine thoughts, as if it is just a rule of heaven and earth.
The dark Vajra Dharma image stopped all movements and silently stared at the golden Buddha who was as high as him.
In contrast to the Buddha statue, the dark Vajra Dharma image has wide eyes and a violent aura, full of the will to fight the sky and the battlefield.
There seems to be no existence in the world that can make him afraid and fear, even the superb one is no exception.
Like a god of war.
On one side, the Buddha's light was shrouded in majestic and holy, and the most holy Buddha was sitting cross-legged; on the other side, the Vajra Dharma image was pitch black, with knotted muscles and a slightly ferocious appearance.
Behind the Buddha, the sky was covered with light gold, and the soft Buddha light was sprinkled. The sound of the Brahma singing sounded from the void, like a happy land on earth.
Behind Shenshu are huge vortexes like sky leaks and hazy sandstorms, a scene of doomsday.
The world seems to be split into two halves, clearly divided.
Just like a Tai Chi fish with yin and yang.
The Buddha appeared in the true sense... At this moment, Xu Qi'an almost shouted "I'm sorry, disturbing this kind of thing."
He squinted his eyes and looked at the blurred Buddha.
I remembered for no reason what the sentencer wrote in "How to Promote Half-Step Martial God":
Jump out of the three realms and be invisible.
Song Qing’s explanation of the first half of the sentence is that the higher his cultivation level, the less he has the seven emotions and six desires.
As he was frightened, the golden color covering the mountain of meat began to gather towards a place, making it emit a dazzling light, like a rising sun.
The Dharma image of the Great Sun Reincarnation!
Come again?
Xu Qi'an took advantage of the big sun that had not yet risen, and a shadow jumped and disappeared.
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