Infinity begins with the Buddha

Chapter 79
In the dark space, you can't see the galaxy, only the loneliest darkness...

"How dare you disobey your face with such insignificant abilities..."

Emperor Huang let out a deep shout, and the long sword appeared in his hand. The sharp and boundless edge of the sword illuminated the eyes of the two of them.

The reclining Buddha's face was furious, and the holy weapon of killing evil appeared in his hand. It was just a few days ago, in case of emergency, he specially went to the sea of ​​reincarnation to need it. He never thought of it...

"The evil monster, you can't keep it"

The heart was full of fire, and the Buddha was also angry. He let out a deep drink, and saw the reclining Buddha exuding the most holy brilliance, and the holy weapon in his hand, it was even more like a Buddha holding a sword, shocking Pi Yi...

The god of death watched the struggle in front of him. One was the mighty Huangdi shaking Huaiyu, and the other was the evil spirit coming from the body of the Buddha, and his expression was full of interest...

"In this battle, the reclining Buddha will act on behalf of the heavens, ha"

The reclining Buddha fell asleep and let out a deep cry, the sacred weapon held up to the sky, and the power was revealed, and it rushed straight into the dark space, and then moved its arms, moved its body, and attacked with the sword...

"How can a tiny bit of energy represent the sky..."

Zhao Yunshang couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword qi swayed ten circles. The Red Mansion Sword was intended to appear in the world and cooperate with the ice skill body, and the snow covered his eyes in an instant, and the surroundings became a world of ice crystals... …

Grim Reaper looked at the dark space surrounded by snow, with an inexplicable expression, slowly stretched out his hand, took the falling snow, and said indifferently

"It's a pity... After all, it's fleeting... But..."

The snowflakes slowly dissipated from his hands, and the mind of the god seemed to be drawn by the strange scene, making him even more joyful...

Then with a sway of the sleeves, flowers sprouted all over the place, and together with its snowy beauty, it created an astonishing beauty...

Tian Jiangmu, Xue Luanwu, Hua Yiyan, two top masters, launched a desperate battle...

The wind is rushing, the snow is startling, the flowers are blooming, and the sword light is lingering and striking thousands of times. One is the Huangdi who returns without a trace, and the other is the reclining Buddha who has become a Buddha with evil spirits. The ultimate soldier interweaves colorful and bright sword nets...

Blessed by the power of the god of death and the blessing of the ice skill body, Huangdi's ability is even higher than before. Even though the Reclining Buddha, who is in the state of destruction, holds the holy weapon of killing evil, he is still at a disadvantage...

After a long battle, the reclining Buddha created a one-stroke defeat style for the first time. I saw Emperor Huang stabbing the reclining Buddha with a sword. Fortunately, the reclining Buddha's mind was constant, and he raised his palm wrongly with the sword, so the damage did not expand...

"Evil and cold...ha"

With a deep drink, the reclining Buddha felt an evil cold in his body that was destroying his body, and then the Buddha Yuan destroyed it and pressed it to the deepest part...

"Spring is gone and never comes back...ha"

Seeing the difference in opponent's skills, Emperor Huang, who knew the opportunity, waved his long sword, and instantly shattered his ice skills. With his extremely powerful moves, only the mountains were covered with snow, and the clouds were clear and the sun was cold.

The reclining Buddha sleeps on a pillow and has no sword moves in his hand, so he can only rely on his profound Buddhist practice. He can move without moves, and his body moves instantly. He wants to restrain the sword skills of the person in front of him first, and destroy evil with his palm...

The long swords are intertwined, the reclining Buddha rests on a pillow to watch the opportunity, and the power of the Buddha is exercised in the palm of his hand.

"Crazy...ha"

Emperor Huang's face was cold, his body was shattered by the ice power, and in an instant, the cold white air flowed from the inside out, freezing everything, leaving no life left, and a palm print...

"boom"

With a bang, the place where the palm prints collided turned into two worlds. The Buddha's angry eyes subdued the demons, and the sword coldly struck all things.

"Um……"

With a groan, the hidden danger in the reclining Buddha's sleeping body was actually affected by the power of the Emperor Huang, and it exploded in an instant, and the scarlet mouth spit out in an instant, and the wound was not shallow. I saw the cold and cold air on his chest... …

"Ha... the sky is snowing and blood is red"

Emperor Huang let out a deep cry, swung his sword away from the evil artifact, tapped his foot, retreated a few steps, and then plunged into the clouds, the sword tower appeared, the air flow swirled around, and the snow dance returned to the wind.

"what……"

The reclining Buddha sleeps on his pillow and looks at it, his eyes are covered by the heavy snow, every snowflake is made of killing intent, he holds the sacred weapon of killing evil tightly in his hand, the Buddha's energy in his body swells, and then he cuts it off with one blow, trying to break it The snow scene in front of you, you can see where it is...

"Clanging"

When the two soldiers exchanged, the reclining Buddha was stunned for a moment, but he saw the Emperor Huang in front of him holding the time wheel in the other hand, spinning out with a blow, and the sword aura pierced the reclining Buddha's cassock!

"laugh"

The blood spurted out, and the snow fell in shock. The reclining Buddha fell asleep on his pillow, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"Ah... poof"

The reclining Buddha fell asleep on his pillow, vomiting blood from his mouth, vomited to one side, and the cassock was stained red. The Buddha knew that he had no way out, so he could not help but lament...

"Gods, my friend, the reclining Buddha can be superficial, but not for you...cough cough..."

The reclining Buddha fell asleep and said sadly, looking at the God of Reaper who was enjoying the battle with his hands behind his back, he knew in his heart that the only way to kill this demon was to find a loophole for the comer with a single blow...

The mind is constant, Nirvana proves the way, the reclining Buddha sleeps on the Buddha's blood to open the holy weapon, and the blood is accumulated to kill evil. Only the Buddha's compassion can save the world from disasters, hurt the body to the limit, surge and chop down with one blow...

"Delusion...ha"

The Emperor Huang looked at the Buddha in front of him and glanced at the God with malicious eyes, couldn't help but look warm and angry, let out a deep drink, and moved both hands at the same time.

"Snow Embraces Bingmei... Ha"

The two swords paralleled each other, and Emperor Huang made a perfect move, slashing towards Ling Lie's sword energy, and the sword energy collided with each other, Yu Wei Linglie sliced ​​through the surrounding land, seeing broken scenes everywhere,
The reclining Buddha was hit by the remaining power while sleeping, and he vomited blood again. He retreated dozens of steps and was severely injured. He couldn't help standing with his sword...

The figure of Emperor Huang was in front of the god of death in an instant, facing the remaining prestige of the extreme move, the two swords interlaced side by side, Ling Lie's blow cut through the wave of remaining prestige, and his cold face scanned the Buddha in front of him...

Grim Reaper looked at Huangdi in front of him, the face under the hood couldn't help thinking,
Feeling an aura from outside the sky approaching quickly, he stepped sideways with his hands behind his back, looked at the reclining Buddha in front of him, and said indifferently

"Buddha, you are very lucky today..."

"what………"

The reclining Buddha fell asleep when he heard this words, he was puzzled, so Emperor Huang also had doubts on his face, at this moment, the dark space received a thought from the god of death, and it dissipated, and he saw
In the deep silence of the night, the light of the sky appeared, and it was like day in an instant, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles.

I saw the sea of ​​clouds turbulent, and among the clouds, there was a golden color of a dragon.

Just above the dragon's head, an extraordinary and holy figure stands facing the sky, with an aura of arrogance, like a god-man, riding a dragon on a sea of ​​clouds, and the title of poem follows
"Wearing six baht clothes, Yuyu hides the truth. The road to the gods is sealed in the clouds, and the apocalypse comes from Ziwei."

The waves of the clouds descended with holy light, and the golden dragon roared to the thousand peaks.

Suddenly felt the power of the god of death, and Liu Zhuyi, who had been chasing all the way here, saw the face of the god of death, took a drink calmly, and then mastered the ultimate move...

"Grim Reaper... Ha... The Nine Styles of Yutian · Roaring Dragon Walk"

I saw Liu Zhu raised his clothes and hands, reappeared in a shocking manner, piercing the sky and roaring, with great momentum, breaking through the realm of darkness and bringing the dawn of the sun.In an instant, good and evil are extremely extreme, and the world is divided into two parts.

"One palm, all evil will be punished. Drink!"

Shen He said a word, Liu Zhuyi made a palm print, Huang Di just made a move, but saw Death God said indifferently

"It's alright...the Destiny Come, let me see..."

The palms are handed over, good and evil conflict, and the world is out of order.The galaxy is in turmoil, and the sun is destroying and the stars are sinking.I saw that the nine heavens broke through the roof, and I only heard the roar of mountains and seas.

"Um………"

The god of death murmured, and after the formal fight, he felt the ability of the man who claimed to be the destiny before him, and he couldn't help but feel bored...

The trajectory of destiny changes, and the god of death is achieved.His destiny can no longer be suppressed by Liuzhuyi and Rage God, and his majestic air mask resists extreme moves...

"The Man of Destiny...ha"

With a chuckle, the divine power of the god of death was urging, and the surging black power forced Liu Zhuyi back with a single blow...

"Um……"

Liuzhuyi groaned, and turned around to let out all the force of his palm, and landed on the head of Rage God. He looked solemnly at the mighty God of Death in front of him, and couldn't help but sink in his heart...

The badly injured reclining Buddha fell asleep and heard a word, and then retreated, turning into light and leaving the battlefield. When the Emperor Huang saw this, he was about to catch up, but saw the god of death raised his hand, and said coldly

"It's okay...let him go"

"The god of death...the nine moves of Yutian—Shenlong Po."

Seeing the Buddha in Liuzhu clothes, he left the battlefield, swept away the dust, and wanted to test what the god of death could do in front of him, so he used his ultimate move again
"Let's go..."

The Grim Reaper looked at the Liuzhuyi, which was extremely handy, and the face under the hood didn't care. When the sound fell, the darkness suddenly appeared, and the two figures were hidden...

"Stop going..."

Liuzhuyi said coldly, and once again stamped his palm, the golden dragon-shaped palm pierced through the darkness, and went straight to destroy the god of death, only to see six black holes suddenly appearing around, and the ghostly shadows of scythes cut the space and moved towards Liuzhu Clothes………

"boom"

With a bang, the saber air slashed through the surrounding land, the remaining power shook and shattered hundreds of hectares of land, the mighty force shook the galaxy, and everything around it turned into nothingness!
"Well, lost track again?"

Liu Zhuyi looked at the god of death who could no longer be found, fought for the second time, and only had trouble in his heart. Then he stepped on the god of desolation, left the dust again, and returned to the peak of the sea of ​​clouds, and the surroundings returned to the silent night again...

(End of this chapter)