Marquis of Grand Xia

Buddha light blessings, the world's Buddha moves are better than ever, the golden brilliance shines on the world, turning the night sky into a world of Buddha light. E┡Ω novel www "W. Ω1XIAOOSHUO. COM

The Master of the Four Polar Realms was angry and showed no mercy in the palm of his hand.

In a violently thrilling battle, blood sprayed, the human Buddha stepped back three steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.

One will retreat and the other will enter. The moment when the Master of the Four Polar Realms regains his breath, the sword is coming, and the fierce moves will force the life.

"Today, you will all die"

The Master of the Four Extreme Realms returned to the palm to block the sword, glared at Xuanxuan, not retreating but advancing, and then palmed out again.

Ning Chen's figure became disillusioned, the water shattered, and after the afterimage, the blade of the sword came again.

"too slow"

The main fist of Siji Realm was shocked, the majestic energy was exploding, the blade was shocked, and Su Ying withdrew.

"Senior abbot, if we don't show some real skills, we will really die here."

Ning Chen pressed down the blood flowing in his body and said.

Although the abbot of Du'e Temple had a dull complexion, he could only swallow this dumb loss in wartime. He did not look back at the bow. If he could not retreat from the enemy, the foundation of the Buddha would be completely destroyed today.

As soon as he raised his hand, the statue of the Buddha was illuminated, and the power of the Buddha's belief that had been gradually restored over the years continued to converge, and all the body of the human body was immediately collected. At the next moment, the Buddha's body broke through the boundaries and reached its peak state.

The different colors flashed in Ning Chen's eyes. At the beginning of the first battle, fortunately, the Buddha statue that had gathered the power of faith was first destroyed. Otherwise, even if the grievances of tens of thousands of Buddhas suppressed it, he and Lim might not win.

Seeing the opponent's power increase, the Master of the Four Pole Realms condensed his look, and with his hand, the scourge of fire and disaster came and the world was fierce.

Ning Chen also released the black luck left in the Nianqing Sword, condensing on the body of the sword, converging without falling apart.

The war reopened, the sword blizzard, the master of the battlefield of the Buddha Hou, the first handover, the wind and cloud were bleak, and the rocks fell apart.

Kuang Lan and the turbulent waves violently stirred up, the Buddha shines through the world, reproduces miracles, the sword and sword deliberately refine the light of killing, and tops the martial arts to amaze the beings of the Buddha Kingdom.

The peak battle on the Yajie Mountain, the brilliance of the turbulence, the turbulence of the waves, and the clearness that can be felt even thousands of miles away, many Buddhists in the Buddhist kingdom shuddered on their knees and bowed and prayed.

After the World War I destroyed Buddha four years ago, Foshan is in danger of facing the end of the world today. Faced with the strong pressure of the four poles, the abbot of Du'e Temple dare not retain any more and exhaust the accumulated power of faith Stop the scourge of inflammation.

Buddha's King Kong is not bad. Before the peerless warriors, it lost its former ability, and a waterfall of blood was scattered, which is the powerlessness of the Buddha's demon.

"Buddhists, the sky can't be tolerated, Amitabha"

The Buddha of the world has his hands twisted, the Buddha is surrounded by the sky, the golden awns are gathered together, and in the Sanskrit Brahma, a worldly lord's statement is like a manifestation of the sky, the ultimate sacred move, to reproduce the world.

At the same time, the world's saying is like opening the mouth of the Buddha, Jin Guang urged another three points, and the six-character mantra appeared.

"Um, well, yeah, bang, mi, huh"

According to the world's honor, the truth is that the huge six gold characters condensed the supreme divine power of the Buddha and suppressed it.

Facing the Buddhist sacred tricks, the main eyes of the four-pole realm flashed, and the colorful glory of the whole body disappeared, the dazzling white light appeared, the face changed, transformed into a young state.

The breath of terror spreads, rising in Foshan, and drawing the power of the white cocoon in the body, the four pole realm, pressing on his body to a new height, rage and screams, suppressing the entire Foshan.

Ning Chen's sword turned in his hand, his thoughts sinking, it was really a disgusting breath.

Snow drifts away, frost blooms violently, and the extreme freezing air spreads out. Then, the world and the two volumes are opened at the same time, and the body is cultivated to the highest state.

The six-character mantra of Buddhism cooperates with the three-volume prestige to open the sky, and it is blessed with external force, and the supreme divine power is surging out.

The three poles collided, and on the Mijie Mountain, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and a rumbling swaying sound, a huge crack appeared on the mountain, and Foshan was facing the risk of collapse.

In the mad sand, Fohou Tong withdrew a few feet, his mouth was stained with red, and on the other side, the Master of the Four Polar Realms retreated half a step, a splash of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a clear difference in strength was revealed at this moment.

"Senior abbot, you said I fled now, is it a bit unjust"

Ning Chen looked at the opponent who was so powerful that he couldn't shake it, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said.

"Amitabha, knowing Hou Renyi, the world knows, how can he do such a shareful thing?" The abbot of Du'e Temple pressed down his injuries and sighed.

"Oh, what the predecessors said is reasonable"

Ning Chen replied at random, the sword was sharp again, one black and one white, reflecting the moon, the volume of life was pushed to the limit, and the snow wave surged like cold winter.

He ca n’t go, not because of his share, but because he has n’t yet seen where the weaknesses of the four-pole realm are.

No one can become so strong for no reason, and the cocoon breath on the Master of the Four Polar Realms becomes more obvious after the appearance is transformed.

With the change of Foshan, more and more people are disturbed. Two peerless powerhouses with three calamities, plus a martial warrior who does not lose power to others, and the splendid war soul, make countless people look at it.

At the moment, the Yajie Mountain, which is high above, is like the brightest tower in the world. The warrior's brilliance stuns the entire Buddha Kingdom.

Hundreds of millions of Buddhas worship again and again, with awe, fear, and superstition.

As the Buddha worships the Buddha, the power of faith continues to gather in Foshan, making the shining Buddha more solemn.

The Abbot of Du'e Temple urged the secret method of the Buddha, attributed the power of faith to his body, and rebuilt the golden body.

The four-pole realm sees that the key is the great Buddha on this mountain.

Seeing this, Ning Chen was in a state of illusion, and immediately before the Buddha, the black luck of the blade of love was released.

Suddenly, Su Yi flew out, directly hit the Buddha, and fell into a half-foot depth.

The Buddha on earth also reacted, shifting his feet and blocking the Buddha statue.

Ning Chen fell, coughed up a bite of blood, and his face was bitter.

Although this old monk has a good body and a thick skin, he is too slow to be a good partner.

On the sentimental sword, the black luck is gone, and the pure white color of flawless dirt is restored, and the situation is more crisis.

"Senior abbot, borrow the power of your Buddhist faith"

After speaking, Ning Chen's left hand flew out of his mind, and it turned into a stream of streamer to cut through the darkness, and immediately snapped into the heart of the Buddha.

The dried soldiers of air transportation immediately wielded power, and the constant force of faith shunted from the Buddha and gathered in the body of the sword.

"Mr. Ming, you!"

Seeing that part of the power of faith was taken away, the abbot of Du'e Temple sank and was angry.

"Senior is still better to be distracted. Compared to these external forces, your life and my life are now the most important."

Ning Chen reminded me that the figure moved again, turned the water into light, and forced to kill again.

The Abbot of Du'e Temple groaned angrily, and no longer said much, condensed his mind, and dealt with the more terrible opponent in front of him.

Swords confront each other, sharp energy spreads, Ning Chen knows that cultivation is the gap, never touches hard, the water flashes and touches away.

The battle of swords approaching the pinnacle, the warfare people dazzled, the afterimages of water and light shattered, and life and death were only in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the master of the four pole realms took Qiangxiuxiu as a sword, and turned his palm to restrain the sword.

"I caught you"

With an icy cry, the flames of the four pole realm masters were cut off and the soul was killed.

"I want to give it to you"

Ning Chen didn't hesitate, let go of Qingque's sword, his feet flashed, avoiding the edge.

With a tingle, Su Yi was scratched by the air in front of the knife and immediately shattered.

The Master of the Four Polar Realms waved the Qingque Sword directly behind him, and said coldly, "Knowing your destiny, the sword can't be used, and the sword is lost.

"Sword, what I have"

Ning Chen held both hands, and in the mahogany box behind him, two streamers of red and purple flew out, and suddenly the demon light rose, and the divine power was amazed.

Yan Wang's Divine Soldier started, forbid the Excalibur, and the World's Demon Sword opened the edge again, and swept forward.

There was a hint of irony on the face of the Master of the Four Polar Realms, and he waved his sword, and the fierce flames surged.

The scourge and the natural disaster began to strike, and the power was even stronger, and the two kings of the Yan Dynasty were immediately restrained.

"How not, it is not your own weapon, is it very unsatisfactory to use?" The four-pole realm waved the scourge, step by step, and sneered.

"Worry not to worry"

Ning Chen Yijian Zhen opened the fierce flame in front of him, took the opportunity to withdraw from Zhangzhang, glanced at the abbot of Du'e Temple, and said lightly, "Senior, after so many years, Foshan has not learned a lesson and prepared something under the pressure box. I thought that you and I alone could cope with this old monster. "

"Amitabha"

A moment of hesitation flashed through the vicissitudes of the abbot of Du'e Temple. After a while, it disappeared into the depths, a foot step, the Buddha's imprint, the void of the lotus, the blossoming golden Buddha in the air, the world of Bailian reappeared.

In the world of Bailian, which is quite different in power, thirteen Buddha bone relics are revealed, and the incomparable Buddha light is scattered, turning Foshan into a golden Buddha world.

Ning Chen glanced at the relics floating in the air and squinted. It turned out that these relics were really useful. It's a pity.

In the world of Buddhism, the golden Buddha shadows in the sky are extinct, and 13 of them are particularly eye-catching. If they are reincarnated, they will feel a heavy oppression.

The golden body relics left by the abbots of Du'e Temple in the past dynasties, at this moment, manifested the physiognomy of the premortal life, together with the contemporary human Buddha, the fourteen Buddhas, and shared the power of the gods and Buddhas.

"The Dharma is boundless and extradition is coming"

The Recruitment of the Most Holy Buddha of the Buddhist Gates ~ www.readwn.com ~ The abbot of Du'e Temple greets the ninth heaven and the heaven and earth are connected by the abbot of Du'e Temple.

There is no illusion in the world, the master of the four poles feels a heavy pressure, and his brows can not help but frown.

As soon as the hand is loose, the flames and natural disasters fly up, and the flames spread, and the power of the natural disasters spread out in full, spreading a sea of ​​fire in the golden Buddha world.

The white light rises with it, more and more prosperous, the terror oppresses, climbs sharply.

Not far away, Ning Chen looked unprecedentedly dignified at this moment, staring at the main body of the four pole realm, and carefully observing the source of this abnormal coercion.

At the top of the bipolar, the Buddha's light is coming, and the master of the four poles grasps the scourge of fire, and the fierce and violent madness.

"Fire and Hell"

The Holy Light blasted fierce flames, the world was shocked, in the mad sand and wrath, the Buddha Realm broke, half of the relics slammed and disappeared.

At the same time, Ning Chen, who had been watching and watching, finally moved.