high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 318 If you kill my son, then I will kill you!

Rumble!

The Eight Bodhisattvas, the Four Vajras, the Five Hundred Arhats, the Three Thousand Truths, the Eleven Great Glory, the Eighteen Caramel... Bright, brilliant, and holy, the Buddha Kingdom in Guanghui's palm is almost condensed into substance, involving the essence of the world. The sea of ​​qi, with no front, no future, no top, no bottom, and an elusive and chaotic posture, suddenly shot down!

Disillusionment step by step——

Guang Hui's figure shuttled through the sky and the earth at a very high speed, but there was no afterimage left. In the thunder sea, several huge and unimaginably huge dharma elephants roared violently, clearing away the raging qi of the extreme sky, and they all shot to stop it. , but couldn't even touch the corner of Guanghui's clothes.

puff!

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm fell heavily, and the torrential sea of ​​thunder that stretched for hundreds of miles was smashed into powder, returning to the most basic particles of Yuan Qi.

"Buddha!"

In the Buddha Kingdom, a Bodhisattva holding a silver vase opened his eyes and uttered the sound of thunder.

"Buddha!"

The four Vajras yelled in anger, or their feet soared into dragons, or their heads rose to a pure light.

"Buddha!!!"

Five hundred arhats, three thousand Jiedi, eleven great yao, and eighteen Jialan roared together, and the violent and turbulent sound waves filled the sky, like the huge sound of stars exploding.

now.

Thousands of miles below the earth, thick clouds were scattered by the hurricane, and the people in the city were stunned to catch a glimpse of the golden light in the sky. Some people with advanced cultivation could even clearly see a huge palm print in the golden light... Countless figures of gods Looming, they all pushed the palm prints together and crushed them down!

Buddha!Buddha! !Buddha! ! !

The sound of the Buddha shook the sky, but the rest of the momentum fell, and the Baili Leihai was crushed into pieces of paper, and the woman who was in the center of the palm force, the tremendous pressure she endured was indescribable.

dead!

will die!

The woman felt her scalp numb, and a trembling from the depths of her soul made her feel cold all over her body. If it wasn't for the moment of life and death, she could hardly help shaking.

With this palm, she will die!

The woman has practiced for countless years, and although she has gone through countless conquests and is proficient in fighting, this is the first time she has felt such a fierce and violent killing intent. It is like a silver needle stuck in her throat, even pierced The epidermis, you only need to move forward an inch to pierce the throat!

But what frightened the woman and really trembled was another thing——

This monk, he really dared to kill himself? !

"Guanghui, you are presumptuous! Have you thought about the consequences?!"

Yuanshen was no longer able to capture Guanghui's figure. After turning his magic foot, Guanghui had turned into an empty phantom light, up and down, left and right, he was not in one place, but he was everywhere. The female practice is the immortal way that the primordial spirit is best at, but she can't capture the breath of Guanghui.

The 33 layers of precious light on the bodyguard were peeled off by the Buddha's palm one after another, and the woman's energy gradually weakened, and she vomited blood.

eighteen……

twelve……

Four……

Countless torrents of supernatural powers smashed through the void, trying to rush to save the woman under Guanghui's hands, but no matter how furious they roared, it was in vain.

In the end, there was a light and crisp sound like breaking an eggshell.

Guanghui's palm pierced through the last layer of precious light and pressed on the woman's head.

"Amitabha." Guanghui recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"you……"

The woman's eyes were startled, and the light quickly dimmed: "How dare you kill me..."

"Murderers, people will always kill them."

Even though the woman's figure fell powerlessly from the sky, Guanghui turned around and said to those indescribably huge dharma images, "It doesn't matter who you are."

"Good! Good! You're fine!"

In the sea of ​​blood, an Asura who had manifested his true body was extremely angry and laughed back. He had three heads, twelve arms, twenty feet, and thirty-six tails. He was wearing a white bone armor, and his shoulder armor was a huge hideous bone spur. The evil spirit is like a ribbon, wrapped around this ten thousand zhang demon body.

At this moment, Asura showed sadness on all three sides and shed tears.

"Third Senior Brother..."

Half of his body was shattered by Guanghui's palm, and the embarrassed creature carried golden wings on its back, carefully holding the woman's fallen body in the air.

He looked up at the three tearful faces of Asura, and choked up, "Sixth Senior Sister, she's dead..."

This interception was a complete failure.

After Lord Xuanwen returned to the Upper Realm divinely, it was Zixu who presided over the South China Sea Cave.

They planned to imprison Zixu, and closed the cave restriction. This time, Xuanwen's lineage almost came out in full force.

But what they didn't expect was that they were blocked by Guang Hui just after they left the South China Sea and before they rushed to the King Kong Temple.

The two sides fought fiercely for several days. Not only did they fail to take down Guanghui, the avatar who stayed in the lower realm, but because of their supernatural powers, they actually lost one of them.

"You despise martial arts, despise martial arts, and think that martial arts have a limit. Not only will you not be able to live forever, but your potential is also limited."

Guanghui shook her head, and said to Wanzhang Asura:

"Although they are all right, there is one thing. You guys were wrong. Martial arts is a cultivation method that sacrifices life energy in exchange for combat power. How dare you be so arrogant in the face of it? Although I am only in the sixth realm , but it is enough to subdue immortal monks of your level."

Refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform spirit, practicing spirit to return to emptiness, refining emptiness to combine Taoism.

In terms of purpose and courage, the way of immortality is far better than the way of martial arts, and in terms of the method of longevity, the way of immortality has reached the extreme.

In the immortal way, just by cultivating the golden core realm, one can enjoy three thousand years of lifespan, and just sit and watch the sea grow into a field.

As for martial arts, regardless of the upper three realms, even if a human immortal is cultivated to perfection, it will only last a thousand years. Even if it can burn mountains and move seas, change the sky and change the land, once the lifespan is up, it will be a handful of dust after all. not live forever.

"You killed her, you dare to kill her, very good..." Asura smiled on all three sides, the coldness was endless: "I want you to die, I want King Kong Temple to die, and all people within the border of ten thousand miles will be killed. She will be buried with her!"

The sneer sounded like thunder piercing the sky, and the young man in green shirt beside Asura was startled. He wanted to speak to persuade, but was forced back by Asura's cold eyes.

"Speaking carefully, aren't you all to blame for this kind of enmity?"

Guanghui's expression was calm: "You two juniors were curious about why Wuming's practice was so fast, and they made several shots, trying to capture and kill him. Isn't it all your fault in the first place?"

"We are disciples of saints, not to mention capturing him, even killing him is a matter of course."

The huge creature with golden wings on its back sneered. He is a huge dharma elephant transformed by a yellow-faced man, and he is also the fourth disciple of Xuan Wenjun's lineage: "I will wait for him to die, even if he dares to die standing up, It is also a great crime!"

Guang Hui shook his head, suddenly a little dumbfounded.

"Since you are a disciple of a sage, why don't you practice martial arts, but learn the way of immortality? Besides, speaking like this doesn't sound like a disciple of a sage."

Guanghui stepped forward, her figure instantly blurred and scattered in the sky.

"You live in the caves of the South China Sea, and you don't care about world affairs. It's been a long time since you have seen the heroes of the world."

The grand sound of the Fa is suppressed repeatedly, not in one place, but everywhere:

"If you want to kill my son, then I will kill you!"

(End of this chapter)