Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 793 The Sword of the Son of Heaven
(Khan, I fell asleep groggyly after I wrote it at [-] o'clock in the morning. I woke up and found that the release failed. I was drunk. Please forgive me. I will continue to write today's two updates and post them together.)
In the western suburbs of Yangzhou City, Daming Temple.

A thousand-year-old ancient temple stands in the cold wind, the bells ringing in the distance, and the sound of economic rotation is endless.

In the back hall of Daming Temple, in a quiet Buddhist temple.

An old gray-robed monk sat cross-legged on a futon, his long eyebrows fell to the ground, and the thickly pulped red sandalwood fish in front of him hummed without knocking.

Suddenly, a crystal knife point pierced out of nothingness, the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly, the sound of economics stopped, the cold wind stopped, everything seemed to be in a stagnation, only the point of the knife was moving along the years. Inch by inch, the veins approached, and in a blink of an eye, it reached the three inches before the center of his eyebrows.

The gray-robed old monk raised his eyebrows, he didn't move, one hand was slowly raised with the sound of hundreds of millions of prayers, even if the years were frozen, it couldn't stop his figure, as he raised his hand, it was like a flower The dark golden Buddha lotus is crystal clear, suddenly from blooming to closing, from birth to death, there is luck throughout.

Ding!
The tip of the knife fell into his palm, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of sparks burst out, extremely brilliant. Every spark seemed to reflect a figure, which was the appearance of all living beings, walking in the billowing world of mortals.

The eightfold congenital thunder sea.

Following Su Qinian's saber strike, the ten-zhang Ming King's golden body showed a dignified look for the first time. At this moment, the three crazy Taoists and the Six Dao Buddhas attacked at the same time, and the two quasi-sacred worlds descended. The Great Nine Forms and the Six Paths of Reincarnation are rare treasures of destiny in the world. Under the urging of the quasi-sacred world of two directions, the killing power is astonishing, enough to destroy mountains and rivers and shake nine heavens.

As for Su Qinian, following the knife path opened by the Xiuming Dao, he took a step forward, stepped on the sacred road, and flew with the fragments of time. Almost in one step, he crossed a state and reached the west of Yangzhou City. In the suburbs, in the Daming Temple, a thousand-year-old temple that has never been seen in the rivers and lakes.

The gray-robed old monk looked up and saw Su Qinian who was ten feet away in front of him. He pondered and said, "I made a mistake. I didn't expect this saber technique to reappear. There is a huge crowd of people, and the red dust is rolling around. I am careless."

"However," the gray-robed old monk suddenly smiled. His long eyebrows were like snow, and although his body was dyed with auspicious and peaceful Buddha light, there was a different kind of ferocity in Su Qinian's eyes, and he said, "It's a pity that you have a knife The Dharma has not yet been completed, even if you can cut off your luck, but the thousands of years of practice of the old monk, how can you imagine it!"

boom!
In an instant, a terrifying majestic aura rose from the old monk, like a sleeping ancient god suddenly revived, the clouds in the nine heavens shattered, and the galaxy suddenly appeared. Turn around.

Five-turn quasi-sage!

The light in Su Qinian's eyes changed slightly. The practice of this master of the Buddha family for thousands of years is indeed earth-shattering, comparable to that of the contemporary Han emperor, and he has mastered the way of luck, which is a rare taboo even in the vast starry sky , and those who can ascend to the destiny and become quasi-sages have at least once been in the body of the holy ban. In this way, this master of the Buddha family, even among the five-turn quasi-sages, is afraid that there are few enemies, but I don’t know. Self-proving destiny, or inheriting destiny.

Click!

The ground cracked, and with the revival of the energy of the master of the Buddha family, the entire Daming Temple collapsed in an instant, and large cracks spread out, and the rocks pierced through the air, forming terrifying cracks in the void, and the amazing devouring power was transmitted, pulling all directions The wind and cloud plunged the entire city of Yangzhou into chaos.

"How brave!"

With the sound of a majestic voice, the cracks in the void were smoothed out, the open ground cracks stopped, and the wind and clouds solidified. A bright yellow dragon robe appeared in the collapsed Daming Temple, in front of Su Qinian and the other two.

"It's you!"

The eyes of the masters of the Buddha clan showed a strong look of fear. This is the emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty. Looking at the entire five kingdoms of the human race, he is vaguely known as the existence of the world's number one master.

The emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty looks like a vast sky, and his eyes are always peaceful and majestic, but today they are also very sharp and vigorous, showing murderous intentions, locking the old monk.

But soon, the old monk laughed, he glanced at Su Qinian, then at the contemporary Emperor of Han, and said: "It turns out that you have planned it a long time ago, but it is a pity that if the old monk provokes and destroys the luck of hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers, I don't know if the two of you can stop the chaos that has swept across the entire human race."

"The old bald donkey can give it a try."

Su Qinian said calmly, eighteen rays of saber light flickered all over his body, together with the Xingming Dao in his hand, all of them were submerged into the real dragon armor.

An unspeakable energy revived, and there was the sound of rushing water. It was the phantom of a mighty and long river, emerging behind Su Qinian, slowly sinking and rising, exuding a majestic aura that suppressed the heavens and ran through the past, present and future.

And the real dragon armor, at this time, reappeared from the virtual to the real. The crystal clear armor was sacred and flawless, lingering countless fragments of time. Su Qinian's eyes were shining brightly, and his aura was raised, and he reached an amazing situation in an instant.

Ok?
The old monk raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of contemplation, and glanced at the young man. At this moment, he clearly felt that the young man's aura was so strong that he was no longer under the usual three-turn quasi-sage. It was hard to imagine that a The juniors who are still walking on the road of the tenfold primordial spirit, but at the age of a weak crown, can actually reach such a state with the help of the treasure of luck, especially the sword technique, which is based on time and light, combining ordinary primordial spirits with quasi-sages. The huge gap in martial arts comprehension between the two was forcibly smoothed out. As a descendant of the Buddha's family, he comprehended the taboos of luck. strange.

retreat!

Without the slightest hesitation, this master of the Buddha family took a step forward, with lotuses growing in every step, without any desire to fight, and was about to leave.

Whoa!
In the void, four black and yellow chains appeared in an instant, crystal clear like precious jade, locking his limbs at once.

It was a bright yellow formation plate, about the size of a palm, floating above his head at this moment, slowly turning, emitting a mighty aura of sealing the town and locking the source.

Clang!Clang!
The old monk's complexion changed suddenly, he struggled with the black and yellow chain, and thousands of sparks burst out, burning through the void and sinking into the white hole world.

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, this master of the Buddha family is really terrifying, even with the power of the trapped dragon array, he can't completely lock his original true power, only barely locked [-]%, and the rest of his power is still enough to crush ordinary four turns quasi-sage.

The sleepy dragon array swayed, and as it struggled, it seemed to faintly break the array.

groan!
At this moment, the emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty made a move.

The Scarlet Heaven Sword chanted like a dragon, a section of the crystal-clear red gold sword tip, accompanied by the sword intent of revolutionizing the heavens, engulfed in the thoughts of the common people, the law of the red sun was flowing, and a huge quasi-sacred power descended, perhaps not as good as The six-turn quasi-sacred realm of the Three Sacred Sects also far surpassed the quasi-sacred realm of Wudang.

The old monk's eyes became more solemn than ever, and Su Qinian also made a move at the same time.

He turned his palm into a knife, opened his eyes, stepped on the sacred avenue paved by the fragments of time, the road of time, followed a tributary of fate, and broke into a lonely starry sky.

It was a fate star that was far bigger than the old ancestor of the Huang family, Huang Changkong. Hundreds of millions of uncountable luck gather, which originates from the luck of hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers.

Clang!
Su Qinian turned his palm into a knife, the light of the knife flickered, infinite light bloomed, and time fragments solidified everything.

At this moment, he glimpsed half a breath of the future, comprehended many changes, and cut forward along the trajectory of fate seen by the origin of time.

puff!
In an instant, the gathering of hundreds of millions of Buddhist believers' luck was cut off at once. Su Qinian's saber was unstoppable, with ethereal meaning and colorful light, as if seeing the magnificence of the long river of fate, moving towards the huge destiny belonging to the masters of the Buddha family. star falls.

"You dare!"

In an instant, from the huge star of life, colorful rays of light bloomed, and a terrifying breath of law revived. A majestic Buddha shadow appeared on the star of life with golden light. As if covering all changes in luck, as if a dome of the sky collapsed and suppressed towards Su Qinian.

But seeing the light of Su Qinian's saber change, he did not know tens of thousands of times in an instant, half a breath of the future, for him right now, it is enough to produce infinite variables.

clang!
With a loud noise, accompanied by golden and empty Buddha's blood splashing, Su Qinian's knife fell down, following an undetectable gap, and cut off half of the little finger of the Buddha shadow. On the star of life.

In Daming Temple.

The master of the Buddha family, who turned the palm of his hand into a golden lotus of luck, and shook the Chixiao sword, instantly showed a look of horror. His figure was shocked, and the reincarnation method belonging to his Buddhist lineage was even more luck. , at this moment, with Su Qinian slashing on the Fate Star, it is difficult for the old monk to remain calm. The Fate Star is the root of the road to transcendence, the root of martial arts, and the source of cultivation. Once the Fate Star is damaged, he will be knocked down The seat of destiny.

The Fate Star is the condensation of the laws of the Quasi-Sage, and it contains the heart of martial arts that is transcendent. It can be said to be the source of power for a Quasi-Sage.

In an instant, the old monk's Heavenly Destiny Primordial Spirit shook violently, pale golden reverse blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the golden lotus of luck turning between his palms also appeared to be stagnant. Stained with blood, it was pierced by the sword of the emperor of Han Dynasty, breaking the golden body of Buddha.

hum!
Not daring to hold back any more, immediately, the old monk of the Buddha family sacrificed a bronze Buddha lamp, like a Buddha lamp made of bronze, covered with green patina, but at this time, with the old monk's urging, it instantly revived, A little crystal flame ignited, golden like jade, and the outer flames were colorful, like ten-color divine rings.

Shining on the Buddha lamp, Su Qinian left a huge knife mark on the star of life at the edge of the chaotic void. Su Qinian wanted to strike again, but suddenly he became alert and glimpsed a corner of the future. (Khan, I fell asleep groggyly after I wrote it at [-] o'clock in the morning. I woke up and found that the release failed. I was drunk. Please forgive me. I will continue to write today's two updates and post them together.)
(End of this chapter)