Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 223 The Pure Land of the Gods, Exploding the Immortal Body
"You can even contend against someone like Ba Liming? This is absolutely impossible! Yang Xuanzhen, let me tell you, this person has at least one billion mana, which is ten times your mana! Let's run away." Yan anxiously The roar came from Fang Han again.

It simply couldn't figure out how Yang Xuanzhen was going to fight against Ba Liming, even if he used those two high-grade Taoist weapons to go berserk.

If you don't go now, when will you wait?
"Yan, don't be nervous, big brother will never shoot aimlessly." Fang Han has full confidence in Yang Xuanzhen.

Yang Xuanzhen had no time to pay attention to the two of them.

Because above the sky, the Senluo mahamudra that Baliming played has arrived.

The ferocious power on it formed countless black fire dragons, as if water from all over the world poured down at the same time, as if it was about to submerge the entire planet.

With the power of one palm, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!
"The demon is fierce and invincible!"

"Ten deaths and no life, we are destined to die here."

On the other side, on the black shark boat that broke the waves, everyone from the six major sects looked up at the sky and stared at the terrifying big hand. Their expressions suddenly changed, their hearts were filled with dust, and they felt that they were bound to die.

They are all the best among the magical monks.

But in the face of the existence of the immortal body, they are all as insignificant as dust, and they have no power to fight back.

The gap between the two sides is too great.

"Hey, he died before he left the teacher."

The remaining courage to resist in the hearts of all Taiyi disciples was ignited by the magic fire on the Mahamudra, and it was burned to nothing, and all of them were ashamed.

"Ba Liming, you are courting death!"

Just when everyone was in despair, a cold voice resounded through the sky and earth, waking everyone up.

Everyone hurriedly followed the prestige, and saw Yang Xuanzhen standing proudly, striding like a dragon, stepping repeatedly in mid-air, leaving traces of cracks in the void, like an ancient emperor patrolling the mountains and rivers.

And above his head, a three-inch little man suddenly appeared.

No, this is not a person.

It is an ancient god with the head of an elephant and the body of a human body.

Although the idol is small, it is full of brilliance.

With the flashing of a pair of platinum wings behind it, various scenes of hell appeared, as if blessings were placed on its body, making it even more sacred.

Everyone could see that with Yang Xuanzhen as the center, a breath of glory, vastness, brilliance, and purity radiated out.

Wherever he went, it became sacred, as if to create an eternal kingdom.

As soon as the overwhelming Senluo handprints came into contact with these auras, they immediately slowed down, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

The black fire dragons entangled in the big handprints were wiped out in an instant as if they had met their nemesis.

Instead, a cool breath swept across the world, like spring breeze turning into rain, and like sweet rain moistening the earth, forming a pure land that could accommodate all living creatures.

Yes, it is pure land.

In fact, this is the eighth variation of Shenxiang Zhenyujin, the pure land of the gods.

Once completed, Yang Xuanzhen will be able to create a domain anytime and anywhere with himself as the center.

Within the domain, all laws are indestructible, governing all qi, absorbing all attacks, and transforming them into energy for personal use.

In ancient mythology, the pure land of the gods is the brightest and most sacred place.

Before countless universes were shattered, the ancient gods at the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, in order to protect the kind creatures in the world, they gave them a palace of eternal life.

Now Yang Xuanzhen has awakened to the [-] giant elephant particles and realized the pure land of the gods.

To be precise, it is only a trace of the mystery of the pure land of the gods, and the phantom of the pure land is condensed, which is completely different from the real pure land of the gods.

But even the phantom is no small matter, enough for him to resist the existence of the immortal body.

"What?" From high in the sky, Ba Liming's voice full of fear and surprise came: "You have just returned to the First Realm, how can you cultivate beyond the realm? Junior, how on earth did you do it?"

As soon as his Senluo Mahamudra fell into Yang Xuanzhen's domain, it was blocked.

And the further it fell, the slower the speed, the strength was weakened by madness, and it almost collapsed.

Ba Liming had already overestimated Yang Xuanzhen as much as possible, so when he made a move, he was [-]% of his strength, and he directly used his best supernatural power, Sen Luo Mahamudra.

But now he realized that the other party's enchanting level still surpassed his imagination.

It should be noted that a domain is the prototype of a world, equivalent to the relationship between an egg and a chicken.

Only when the monks' spirit and magic power are strong to a certain level, and they have reached the peak of the first level of immortality, can they understand the rudiments of the realm.

What's more, one must cultivate to the realm of immortality before releasing the domain to fight against the enemy.

But Yang Xuanzhen, who was only at the sixth level of magical power, released the realm.

His domain is also incredibly powerful, even his Senluo Grand Hand Seal can compete with it.

How not to surprise him?
Even Yan, Fang Han, Wu Renyi...all the six major factions stared wide-eyed at the scene where Yang Xuanzhen performed the pure land of the gods.

Of course they knew what the domain represented, but they never expected that the other party would actually cultivate the domain.

At this moment, Yang Xuan's strength against the sky once again refreshed everyone's perception.

Even Chiyuan Demon Venerable, who cast his gaze here, was slightly surprised.

"Nie Zhan, you should think about how to survive from my hand." Yang Xuanzhen raised his head and looked at Ba Liming, and said in a cold tone.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a platinum war spear appeared. It evolved into sky marks and was thrown towards the Senluo big handprint in the sky.

Buzz!
Everyone saw another miraculous scene. The moment the spear pierced through, countless musical notes and movements appeared in the entire world, connecting them as one, playing a reminder song.

This is the movement of evening.

In ancient myths and legends, idols suppressed many powerful hell gods.

If these evil gods of hell join forces, they will play the music of twilight, and the heavens of the gods will lose their glory, ushering in the twilight of the gods, causing the world to be destroyed, and hell to come to the world.

Because of this, the ancient gods used all their power to create idols to suppress these evil gods, making them unable to play the twilight movement of the gods.

However, during the process of suppressing the hell, the idols also became contaminated with the breath of those evil gods, causing their own breath to carry the twilight of the gods.

Therefore, once the Spear of Hades is pushed to the extreme, the music of dusk will be played.

Chi!

The Spear of Hades bloomed with brilliant and heroic dusk light, pierced the sky, and stabbed into the Senluo big hand seal, tearing it into pieces and filling the sky with demonic energy.

"I want to capture you, exile you in the Wandering Soul Pass, and let hundreds of millions of evil spirits devour your flesh and blood. Senluo Domain!"

Seeing that his attack was defeated, Baliming's face became extremely ferocious, and he shot again, releasing infinite demonic energy from his body, covering all the light, making it gray, and the surrounding void seemed to be frozen, turning into a cloud. Huge and strong cage.

In this prison, a rolling demonic sun rose slowly and hung in the sky, exuding blazing demonic flames, and the howls of billions of ghosts sounded, as if praising the greatness of this demonic sun.

This is Ba Liming's Senluo realm.And he himself is the magic sun that illuminates all directions, making it difficult for all magical powers to work.

As soon as the Senluo domain came out, it immediately suppressed Yang Xuanzhen's pure land of the gods, trying to blow it up.

He is very confident that he has cultivated the domain for countless years, and he can definitely defeat the embryonic form of Yang Xuanzhen's domain in one fell swoop.

He also wanted to see how ugly the other party's face was when the time came.

"The pure land of the gods, the light of the gods shines everywhere!"

Facing the impact from the Senluo Domain, Yang Xuanzhen was not afraid at all, the divine light above his head burst out, and space textures appeared inch by inch in all directions.

All of these textures are runes, angels, and various elemental spirits, condensed into fire trees and silver flowers.

There are also various palaces, majestic mountains, magnificent rivers and mountains, the boundless starry sky, and the patterns of the heavens and planes. It seems that a huge world is about to condense and take shape.

In the deepest part of the pure land of the gods, there are gods sitting cross-legged, chanting scriptures and praying, and wisps of brilliance hang down to wash away all sins in the world, drive away evil spirits, and purify the souls of all living beings.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two major realms collided, causing huge waves to erupt.

Everyone felt that the endless divine light was flooding in, almost blinding their eyes, and many people shed tears of blood.

"what?"

Wu Renyi, Xing Miexie... When the powerful people used their eyesight and looked towards the center of the battlefield, their mouths suddenly opened wide.

Then the despair in their hearts dropped sharply, and at the same time, an idea emerged, maybe Yang Xuanzhen could really hold Ba Liming back.

Even knock the opponent back?

Because of the collision between the domains of the two sides, Yang Xuanzhen's pure land of the gods was unscathed.

But Ba Liming's Senluo Demon Realm suffered a severe impact, shaking violently, with cracks appearing, tending to collapse and disintegrate.

"Damn it, you damn it!" Baliming's hysterical roar resounded endlessly.

The Senluo Domain he is so proud of is actually no match for the prototype of Yang Xuanzhen's domain?

He couldn't believe his eyes.

A small cultivator at the sixth level of supernatural powers has shaken the realm of the undead strong.

I'm afraid no one will believe such a horrible thing.

"Damn you!"

With murderous intent in Yang Xuanzhen's eyes, he immediately mobilized his mana to pour into the idol above his head, making the idol even more radiant, pouring it into the pure land of the gods, and took the initiative to attack, violently rushing towards the Senluo domain that was about to be broken.

Boom boom boom!

Yang Xuanzhen's huge domain hit hard.

Click!

Finally, the Senluo Domain full of cracks could no longer bear such a terrifying impact, and it was completely shattered, and the billowing magic sun that Bariming turned into was exposed in front of him.

"You're done."

The moment the Senluo domain exploded, Yang Xuanzhen urged the gods to completely cover it without waiting for Baliming's next move.

Then his body shook, and his whole body rose infinitely, as if he had transformed into an ancient god who dominated the world.

All the power in the pure land of the gods blessed him.

He pushed horizontally with his palm, and the huge palm appeared in front of Ba Liming, crushing it like a millstone, trying to crush the magic sun and make it fall into the dust forever.

boom!
Ba Liming was trapped in the pure land of the gods, and his mana plummeted. Under the ebb and flow, he couldn't react in time. He was slapped straight on by Yang Xuanzhen's giant palm, and exploded with one blow, his body turned into boundless devilish energy overflowing.

"Sen Luo Rebirth Method!"

Baliming was shocked and angry, but he was immortal after all, possessing the nature of immortality, in the endless devil energy, he quickly reorganized his physical body and returned again.

"Death to me!"

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen punched Ba Liming again, blowing him up again and turning him into countless pieces of meat and black mist.

"Yang Xuanyi, I admit that I underestimated you. But I am immortal, and it is impossible for you to kill me. No matter how powerful you are, it will be futile!"

In the black mist, Ba Liming's resentful voice came out: "I have been in the black and yellow world for thousands of years, how can I be killed by an ant like you? Just wait, I will definitely repay today's shame a hundred times."

After all, he no longer reunited with the physical body, but scattered all the devilish energy, divided into millions of paths, and frantically rushed in different directions, trying to escape the scope of the pure land of the gods.

Up to now, Baliming had to admit an unacceptable fact that with his strength, he couldn't beat Yang Xuanzhen at all.

He had no choice but to run away, back to the Netherworld Demon Sect.

Only by letting Su Xiuyi do it himself can he completely kill the opponent.

He also understood why Su Xiuyi had to kill this son.

If such a person does not die, he will become a serious problem for the Huangquan Demon Sect in the future.

As for Yang Xuanzhen's plan to kill him, he was not worried.

How powerful is the immortal body?
He is said to be invincible, even if he only escapes a trace of flesh and blood or a trace of demonic energy, he can regain his physical body again, but it will only cost a little bit of vitality.

"Flee, where are you fleeing?"

Ba Liming's countless flesh and blood and demon energy had just escaped not far away, when he heard Yang Xuanzhen's murderous words.

Then the void shook, and a platinum furnace that was a hundred thousand miles in size covered the Pure Land of the Gods and fell upside down.

Black hole-like vortexes emerged from the furnace, pulling frantically, absorbing all his flesh and blood and devilish energy.

"What kind of flame is this? Can it ignite my immortal body? You actually want to refine me!" Baliming's demonic thoughts screamed in horror.

He was finally afraid.

Because he felt that all his flesh and blood and devilish energy were being ignited by the raging flames in the furnace, no matter how he struggled to hit the furnace, it would be of no avail.

Even on the huge mouth of the furnace, two high-grade Taoist artifacts appeared, berserk together, and then merged into one, bursting out with amazing power, blocking him.

What’s more, Yang Xuanzhen, the terrifying god of murder, stands at the mouth of the melting pot.

As long as there is a trace of flesh and blood and devilish energy to escape, it will immediately be bombarded by Yang Xuanzhen and the sun and moon essence wheel.

"No, how could I die, I am not reconciled!"

Ba Liming raised his demonic thoughts and cried out in sorrow, but he could only watch as his flesh, flesh and demonic energy were burned away bit by bit, and finally disappeared completely.

To the end of his life, he didn't understand what kind of flame Yang Xuanzhen cast, which could restrain his immortal body, devour him and refine him.

(End of this chapter)