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Within the ten heavenly realms, the white clothes of the emperor of Chu are in the sky, looking down on the Yuanye chanting sutras. Countless Golden Lotus blossomed quietly, slowly covering the corpses of round killing and round robbery. These beautiful flowers, wither and bloom again, as if experiencing a mysterious reincarnation.

In the majestic and distant Sanskrit sound, the golden Brahma fire incinerates everything and slowly gathers together. Soon, the gold wish within the whole ten heavenly realms quickly turned into two cyclones, and instantly gathered into two golden sharia.

"Amitabha Yuan Ye takes a move and holds the two Sharia in his hands. He raised his head, and his face became incomparably peaceful again. "Your Majesty, I have recited sutras for the two younger martial brothers. Now, you and I can continue the unfinished battle

"So good!" Hung Ling put away the dragon sword, looked down at him, and said with a smile, "master Yuanye has finished the mantra of death for himself, but he can't get into the Western bliss, but fall into hell instead."

"No trouble, your majesty. I have my own plan." Yuan Ye stares at him and begins to gather the golden wish power. The breath of his whole body rises rapidly, and there is a tendency to completely open up his own small world. The two Sharia in his hands are rapidly ablating.

"Master, do you know why I let you have a chance to breathe without hurting the killer?" Hongling reverses the Yu Shen sword in his hand and slowly moves all the forces of the ten heavenly realms.

"Your Majesty has formed a small world, and I want to let the poor monk exert the power of the small world to verify myself!" Yuanye was not so angry that he directly told the emperor's purpose. Naturally, he knew Hong Ling's plan, but he would not make any waves.

"I am worthy of being an eminent monk. I can see my purpose so quickly!" Sensing that Yu Shenjian's world power has reached its limit, Hongling slowly closed down the ten heavenly realms and pushed it into the sword. He raised his long sword and pointed it directly at Yuanye. "Then, master, please do something. Before you die, you can give full play to what you have learned

"Good!" Yuanye suddenly proclaims the Buddha's name, and his hands quickly condense, picking up the flower fingers and offering up the rosary beads in his hands. His mind moved, and his will power suddenly shook. Bang! One hundred and eight Purple Jade glazed beads were broken in an instant, releasing an indescribable force.

The purity of this gold wish power with purple hair is far beyond Yuanye's own cultivation. Hongling and Yuanye are shrouded in the small world opened by it. Yuanye's own breath, in the moment of the emergence of this small world, suddenly climbed to an indescribable height.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect that some of the Fanxiu in the fairyland had such a powerful little world!" Hongling carefully sensed the power of this small world, and a trace of dignified color flashed through her eyes.

Yuanye's own strength is not vulgar, and the breath of this small world is far beyond this Buddhist monk. Once the two are superimposed, the force it erupts is a geometric multiple of the existence of terror. Even if yu Shenjian had already accepted all the power of the ten heavenly realms, Hongling was still afraid of the round industry at this time.

"Your Majesty, be careful. I am a quiet elder inherited from the temple. If you kill your majesty carelessly, please don't worry about it Although the monk said it peacefully, Hong Ling could keenly capture the killing intention in his body like the tide.

"Master, let me do what I can. If I fall here, I'm not as good as others. I can't blame you!" Hong Ling exhaled a long breath of turbid Qi, and pushed the power of the sword to the extreme.

"Amitabha Yuan Ye Gao Xuan Buddha's name, suddenly roll forward and clap it.

In an instant, the void shrouded by the whirling small world, suddenly there are golden palms flying down in the sky. These palms, which broke out far beyond the power of Taiyi, quickly drowned the emperor of Chu and made the Vatican monk smile.

Boom! Boom! The tyrannical palm print constantly blows on the void in which Hong Ling is, and in an instant bursts out a terrible air wave. And in the waves and tides of willpower, a dark golden sword is shining, if the sun never dies.

Hongling urged Yu Shenjian to spread the sword meaning of the power of the small world within ten Zhang of his body. These fierce and sharp sword meaning, at this time, turned into a powerful barrier, blocking all the palm prints. This strange scene makes Yuanye frown.

He did not expect that the emperor of Chu could block the power of the whirling small world with his sword sense. If such a terrible monster can leave alive today, I don't know whether it is the welfare of the world or the doom of the world. However, he intended to kill this man, so he did not intend to keep his hand.

"Your Majesty really has the posture of heaven and man, and can block the attack of the poor monk with such strong sword intention!" Yuanye slowly steps into the sky, and lotus grows at its feet, which makes the whirling world tremble. "In this case, please accept another attack from the poor monk."

"Master, let's do it. I'll take it together!" Hongling has benefited a lot from the small world and Yuanye. He was full of confidence at this time, and naturally he would not be afraid of his power.

Yuanye ascends to Jue Dian and looks at the emperor of Chu with pity. At this moment, his original posture of standing with one hand turned to clasping his hands and slowly sitting cross legged. Click, he two jaw teeth move, in an instant the tongue raw bite, chewing up. The Golden Buddha's blood overflows from his lips and teeth, which is very penetrating."Well?" Hong Ling looked at the man with some doubts, and suddenly thought of something. He said in a deep voice, "is the secret art of sacrifice in the legend? What kind of power can you give up yourself for? "

Chewing his tongue's round industry, a look of compassion at Hong Ling, face slowly congealed with a smile. He seems to be enjoying a rare feast, and his face with his eyes slightly closed is full of pleasant color.

"As I heard, Ashura sacrificed himself before Bodhi and became a sword to seek a ray of light in the killing. Da RI Tathagata recites his sincerity, takes his own Buddha's finger as a blade, refines it into a sword, and kills evil and filthy! Sariko is the Tao and the Dharma, I am also the Buddha. Asura, you should do so, give your head to convert and enter my Buddhist village

The deep Sanskrit sound rippled from heaven and earth, which made Hong Ling look surprised. In this Sanskrit, there is a great power of heaven, not from the mouth of Yuanye which has broken its tongue. However, such a terrible force can even come to this world, it is really terrible!

He stares at the round industry which slowly burns with dark flame, and the dignified color in his eyes becomes more and more thick. This person is still closing his eyes and smiling, but his body is slowly shrouded in a dark shadow of abstinence. What's more terrible is that the power of the heavenly way, which spreads out the Sanskrit chant, is constantly converging into the blade at this moment, which coagulates the gods for it.

Hum! The whirling little world collapses in the sky of Sanskrit, and rapidly turns into pure wish power and merges into the sabre. At this moment, the originally illusory Dao solidified rapidly. The whole body is engraved with countless mysterious Sanskrit knives, constantly flashing, shining out the halo of black and gold interwoven.

"No! This Dao is a Dao that reaches the realm of heaven! I'm afraid I can't stop it Hongling looked at the sabre that was gradually singing and trembling, and her body could not help shivering slightly. He can feel that he is so insignificant in front of this knife.

"Your Majesty, my monk Yuanye is going to the Western Paradise to die. Before that, I will cut a knife again to end the cause and effect with your majesty! This Ashura Sabre is my last blow. Your majesty, please take care of yourself. I will go! " The words of Yuanye reverberated in the void, and suddenly a golden streamer rose to the sky, as if to break through the sky and leave.

"Master, where to go? If I don't allow it, who dares to go?" Hong Ling burst a drink, and suddenly threw the Yu Shen sword toward the golden awn above the sky.

Bang! The Yu Shen sword, which was covered with dark gold halo, was about to hit the streamer at this time. Suddenly, the Asura sacrificed his life and destroyed it. Such a powerful sword even directly defeated the long sword and its ten Heavenly powers. This made Hong Ling pale and vomited out a mouthful of dead blood.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to struggle. You can't escape Asura's Sabre! Amitabha Yuanye's words are still in the void, and can not leave here. Hongling's sword just now broke the residual force of heaven between heaven and earth, and cut off his way to death.

"Well, it's not your own assertion, but my own strength that can block it." Hongling wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and snorted: "what's more, what can you do for me? It's just a fusion of the power of heaven. Such a knife is not enough in front of me

"Your Majesty, why do you insist? You can't leave today! It's better to die here with the poor monk Yuan Ye's words with a trace of smile, it seems that the mood is very happy.

"A fool talks about dreams. I'll show you how the power of my emperor of Chu is better than that of your Asura sword!"

Boom! The great power of the way of heaven exploded on Hong Ling's body, making the void collapse. The scales on his chest were now rapidly melting into a thick dark golden halo, spreading towards his limbs. At the moment when the power of the heavenly way appeared, his dispirited breath rushed to an unattainable peak.

"This, this is the power of the way of heaven!" Yuan Ye's exclamation suddenly came from the void, with a look of disbelief, "no way, you are just a kid under 30 years old. How can you have such power at your age? It's impossible! "

"Impossible?" Hong Ling sneered, clenched his fist and blew out in front of him. Boom! Asura's self sacrificing sabre, which was shot out from the void, was repelled by his fist full of dark gold dragon scales, and burst out a burst of grief in an instant. "Forget to tell the master that I have always made the impossible possible, so you'd better not get tangled up! So as not to find trouble when you go to the paradise

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