Chapter 1215

The big Youming wheel suddenly changes, which makes Yan Zhaoge slightly surprised.

Fortunately, his control of the great Youming wheel is advancing day by day.

The mind moves and evolves without limit. A chaos envelops the big bright wheel of stupidity, so that its sudden power fluctuation will not spread to the outside world.

There are twelve holes in the black iron wheel. At this moment, eleven of them are all dim.

Only in the last hole, there is a misty glow.

It's not dim, but it's not dazzling. It looks vague and chaotic.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt that his mind and spirit fit with the big Youming wheel like never before.

Then, as the forces of chaos and infinity were connected, a picture came to him.

For a moment, Yan Zhaoge felt that his mind seemed to sink into Hanoi for a long time.

He forced to stabilize his mind and spirit, still in a relatively detached state, jumped out and watched the scene.

Because of this, Yan Zhaoge has energy to pay attention to what is happening in the real world.

In this area, a large number of immortal court strongmen are gathered because of the huoyao and Yinghuo.

There is a conflict between the martial arts of Buddhism and the martial arts of Xianting here. As soon as the time is delayed a little, the other powerful martial arts of Xianting nearby will come.

At this moment, the person who comes from afar is another Immortal Emperor who has achieved the realm of Xuanxian.

The majestic and immeasurable breath seems to be more powerful than the Xianting emperor who practices Lingguang, Feixian, and Chengdao.

"There is no Maitreya in the south." Seeing this, the Buddhist arhat immediately announced the Buddha's name again, then forced the opponent in front of him with all his strength, called other Buddhist fighters and withdrew from the battlefield together.

If we continue to fight, more and more Xianting strongmen will come.

However, even if they want to leave, the martial artists in Xianting will not give up.

The book of flying immortals of Lingguang has some original opinions and mysteries on the shift of time and space.

The emperor Xianting was faster than his opponent, and immediately got involved.

However, in the distance, there is another subtle golden flash.

The golden light is small, just like the dust.

But in an instant, it turned into a towering mountain, which was so huge that it was almost impossible and filled with the universe.

Mustard becomes a kind of Xumi, and it is suppressed towards the rosefinch.

The bird, carrying Xumi mountain, suddenly sank and slowed down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Buddha and arhat, who turned into angry King Kong, immediately left.

After all, another emperor of Xianting who came here later was too late to stop him.

"There is another master in the pure land of Buddhism." Yan Zhaoge saw clearly: "however, it's only limited to this, and it's impossible to turn around and counter attack. After all, there are many people in Xianting. If these big monks are trapped, they will inevitably suffer from siege. It's too late to run."

His eyes are drawn back from the distant Buddha light, and his attention is more focused on the other side.

There, a woman appeared in the void, thirty or forty years old, expressionless, with cold eyes.

"Xumi see, Kong Duan, since you dare to come, why go quickly?" Asked the woman indifferently.

In the void far away, there is the sound of Buddha's trumpet: "the snow emperor invites you, and hears that you are waiting here to gather and plan for something important. Naturally, we need to see it. Since it's not welcome, we have to leave first."

"Two thieves are bald, but they are quick to see the light." When the woman was talking, she came to the side of other martial artists.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the woman who was honored as "snow emperor", and her mood could not fluctuate.

But he could feel clearly that the agitation of the big Youming wheel was more intense.

However, the scene introduced into the mind by the big Youming wheel is more urgent.

One picture, Yan Zhaoge clearly saw the figure of the snow emperor.

On the other hand, it's as deep as water, and it's sharp in the eyes.

But compared with her in front of Yan Zhaoge in reality at the moment, she is a little bit more angry.

Because she was in the realm of Xuanxian, she couldn't help being a real fairy.

She not only can't do anything about this real fairy, but if she can't survive the real mysterious robbery because of the other's immortal Qi injury, she may even succumb to the downwind.

Only by not fearing each other's attack can we maintain a draw.

Yan Zhaoge thought of snow emperor's posture. He felt something in his heart. His current vision belongs to another person.

This is the memory of that man.

The man who made the emperor of Xianting totally helpless was the former master of the great Youming wheel.

Emperor Youming, Yin Tianxia!

"This is the last battle in emperor Youming's life..." Yan Zhaoge's heart is clear.

In front of her, the woman who startled the two Buddhists and Arhats was one of the rivals in the last battle of Yin Tianxia, the great emperor of Youming.

Part of the material of the great Youming wheel is the result of Yin Tianxia's own fall, which will contain fragments of Yin Tianxia's life memory.

Because I feel the familiar breath of opponent's strength, I have a reaction and change.

Yan Zhaoge's mind is a picture of horse lantern.

Many enemies rushed in their own direction.

The six great emperors of Xianting joined hands to display all kinds of unique skills. They were so shocked that the wind and the clouds changed and the heaven and earth hung upside down.

But with one hand outstretched, one covered with a layer of dim brilliance, the other outstretched, all of which disappeared!

The six great emperors of Xianting seemed to be aggressive. When they touched the palm of their hand, they were all defeated.

Later, one Xianting emperor after another fell under the magic hand.

Then the opponent became the snow emperor.

Ice and snow all over the sky, freezing the universe, but it can't freeze the seemingly dim light.

It's not blazing brilliance, but it's like boiling water, rolling snow, hot sun and scorching sun, which clean up the cold air of ice and snow.

Then there was another opponent.

Another quiet Xuanxian, the emperor of Xianting, had a sword in his hand. The light of the sword was everywhere. The heaven and the earth were picturesque and were cut apart by Qi Qi.

The dim light is bright and dark, or as boundless and dim, or as boundless light, or as non bright and non dark, hazy.

The Guanghua fought against the sky and the earth, and was fearless. It could not be separated from the two great emperors.

Then the third and fourth emperor appeared

More and more powerful people came to stop the way of Youming Guanghua.

"Yin Tianxia, I've heard your name, the most outstanding person in the generation of laymen. Unfortunately, you're looking for your own death." Some people said coldly, "convert to the infinite Buddha and find the fragments of Tianyuan stone lost because of you. It's your last life. Don't mistake yourself."

Yan Zhaoge heard a familiar and strange voice, which sounded from the bottom of his mind.

"Since there was such a time in the meeting due to fate, Yin had already left it behind. As a descendant of the Sanqing Dynasty, he gave up this body today to protect the authentic Dharma of our Taoist school."

"Yin Tianxia, you don't need to die." "I will let you know what it means to die without a burial place!" roared one of the Immortal Emperor

You Ming's brilliance is not to retreat but to advance. He rises to the sky and faces each other.

"This place of peace is my hometown. Why don't you die without burial?"