One emperor

Chapter 1727 Asura

As Prajna said, just now, facing Ren Kuang and the others, he didn't use his full strength at all, but now, facing the well-known Zi Yihou, he officially brought out the power of this Tathagata's handprint.

A burst of Sanskrit singing came, and a golden Buddha with a white five-wisdom crown on its head, with the power of great wisdom, brushed out the Vajra Fist Seal and walked towards Zi Yihou.

Zi Yihou's strength was extraordinary, his eyes flashed, and he felt the supreme power of subduing demons contained in this handprint, so he didn't try to force it, and quickly backed away while his body flickered.

"Boom!"

The Vajra Fist Seal hit a hill about [-] meters high in the distance, directly shattering the hill, causing boulders to splash and smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

One hit missed, Prajna's hands formed a seal again, and a giant snake of hundreds of feet appeared in the sky, with its mouth wide open, and bit Zi Yihou down.

This time Zi Yihou no longer dodged, snorted coldly, raised his arm burning with purple flames, punched out like a dragon, and smashed towards the giant snake with all his strength.

"boom!"

The fist went straight into the giant snake's mouth, and a burst of force exploded, shaking the ground and smashing the snake's head.

However, this is not an ordinary giant snake, but the Mahuraka of the Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragons summoned by Prajna, and as Prajna's gesture changed again, the still intact body of the giant snake suddenly emitted a strong golden light. , The body of the snake turned into a giant golden-winged bird.

The golden wings are a hundred meters wide, and the treasure looks solemn. On the top of the head, there is a bulge like a wishful bead, which makes the neck high-pitched, and the sound of a bird's song actually contains the meaning of sadness. Jun Aotian has already burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Garuda!
It is also one of the eight tribes of Tianlong. It is said that it feeds on dragons, and its strength is much stronger than that of Mahulaka and Jinnara.

Jialuluo opened his beak and pecked directly at Zi Yihou's fist. Zi Yihou originally wanted to continue to resist with his fist, but suddenly found that a trace of purple air had actually penetrated into the mouth of the giant bird, which made him look shocked. As soon as he changed, he quickly retracted his fist and retreated, and let out a loud shout.

The sound also resounded through the heavens and the earth, even faintly rivaling the cry of the giant bird, but accompanied by the sound of drinking violently, a cloud of purple air emerged above his head.

Ye Dong's eyes narrowed, thinking that it's no wonder that Zi Yihou is so arrogant, he really has real materials, and he already owns a world just like himself.

The purple energy surged out violently and condensed into a world. The hundred-meter-long Garuda spread his wings and rushed into this purple world without hesitation.

With a "bang", under the shroud of purple air, Garuda's body fell straight to the ground like a weight.

The purple qi is imperial, auspicious, and extremely noble. Although it is not as terrifying as the primordial vitality, it is also unbearable for ordinary people. Therefore, when entering this world of purple qi for the first time, this Garuda could not bear the purple qi The coercion fell to the ground, and in an instant, the surrounding purple air was like tarsal maggots, rushing towards Garuda's body in pieces until it was firmly suppressed.

Since Ye Dong knew that what Zi Yihou was displaying was a world, Prajna naturally knew it too, so he must be sure to let Garuda break into it, so even though Garuda is obviously at a disadvantage now, Ye Dong is not in a hurry .

Looking at Prajna again, his expression is also calm, but the golden Buddha wheel has appeared at the back of his head. Under the universal light of Buddha, he looks solemn and extremely Buddha-nature.

"Keng!"

In the world of purple qi, countless purple qi suddenly condensed into a sharp purple sword, exuding supreme majesty, hanging high above Garuda's head, forcing Garuda to lose even the courage to resist, A more mournful cry came out, and he fell to the ground like this.

With a sound of "poof", the purple sword fell down and easily cut off Garuda's head. At the same time, the golden light in Prajna's eyes suddenly shone, and he shouted: "Asura!"

From Garuda's broken neck, what spewed out was not blood, but a mass of fast and swift golden energy. These golden energy impressively carried a domineering killing air, which directly shook the purple surroundings. There was a wild surge of air.

In the purple qi, the golden qi slowly condensed into a figure, standing upright, with three heads and six arms, with the sun and the moon in his hands, and under his feet, the waves were choppy.

Asura, the most brave and aggressive race among the eight tribes of Tianlong, the most murderous race!
Even among the six realms of reincarnation in Buddhism, one of the realms of heaven has the realm of Asura. One can imagine how powerful and terrifying this race is.

The golden Asura was in the air, waving his six arms at the same time, releasing thousands of murderous auras, dispersing all the purple aura, until the purple aura world vibrated violently, with a "click", unexpectedly appeared A huge crack was opened, and it was about to collapse.

Zi Yihou's face was already covered with purple energy, his body trembled slightly, obviously trying his best to resist Asura's fearful combat power.

At the same time, the battle between Prajna and Zi Yihou was so loud that it had already attracted the attention of other people in the Nine Heavens Holy Land.

"Look, Ziqi World, that's Zi Yihou!"

"Who is that three-headed and six-armed figure in the purple air world? It looks extremely mighty. With every gesture, it releases the power to open up the world."

"There is someone who can fight with Zi Yihou, and it seems that Zi Yihou is still at a disadvantage. Who is that person?"

Hearing everyone's discussion, the purple air on Zi Yihou's face became more intense. Obviously, for him who was extremely conceited, these discussions were undoubtedly a slap in the face, but Ye Dong seemed to think that he was not stimulated enough, so he smiled. He said to Jun Aotian: "Prajna is a Buddhist cultivator after all, with compassion in his heart, and he still has the strength to spare, and he has not killed him. Otherwise, Zi Yihou would have already fallen down."

The original fear in Jun Aotian's heart has dissipated little by little after witnessing the battle between Banruo and Zi Yihou. He just stared at the battle with his eyes wide open.

"Boom!"

Asura finally directly broke through this purple world with his supreme power, and Zi Yihou felt the same way, a mouthful of blood spewed out when he opened his mouth, his body staggered, wobbled, and kept swaying in the air, as if he might fall into the clouds at any time.

But even so, Zi Yihou didn't give up. He suddenly hugged his hands into a ball and put them on his chest. On the arm burning with purple flames, Ziyan seemed to be conscious, and gradually burst into flames. out, gathered between his empty hands.

An astonishing force is still conceived.

Ye Dong's eyes suddenly widened at this moment, and after a moment he came back to his senses, and hurriedly shouted at Banruo: "Don't hurt him!"

(End of this chapter)