Passed through 99 blue stars at the same time

Chapter 212 Integrating the Secret Technique
Om! Well! Woolen cloth! Bah! mum! Hum!
After the bloody battle, at the end of the battle, six syllables suddenly vibrated out of Russell's body, and his whole person was extinguished, no longer among the five elements, jumping out of the real world, and the Buddha turned into void, a wonderful state of existence but not existence.

The decisive blow that Yin Jiuque Cave made to clear the battle unexpectedly failed.

"What secret technique is this?"

At this time, Yin Jiuque was completely shocked, because in the blink of an eye, Russell, who had been "bloody" a second ago, actually returned to his peak strength, all injuries disappeared, and the burning energy and blood exploded. All the sequelae have disappeared, as if the bloody battle between the two just now was just a dream and never happened.

It's even more outrageous than the surrogate god he begged from the powerful Ying Zhao to reverse life and death!

"The world is free, cause and effect cannot be escaped, the cause of the past is the result of today, the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is not satisfactory, Amitabha!"

Russell Foyin gathered his strength, and the moment he recovered from the shared treatment, he raised his red-gold palm, made a fist seal, and struck out.

Shackles, freedom, solipsism, freedom, annihilation, killing, salvation, sentient beings, whirling, immeasurable, solemn, treasure... countless epic thoughts, condensed and sublimated after the bloody battle with Yin Jiuque just now, all gathered in this fist .

"No matter how weird you are, you have never become a saint, so what can you do to me? I, Yin Jiuque, have been traveling across the starry sky for tens of thousands of years, killing all living beings and geniuses along the way. I am invincible. Even if the Saint Master is here, I will Instead of fighting for the edge, who are you?"

Yin Jiuque also went crazy, and once again used the 'Nine Slashes of the Demon Saint', unleashing millions of magical energies. A river of blood curled up, and its wings and feathers struck horizontally, enough to tear the planet apart. In the faint, its river of blood was killing. The Tao actually has to be integrated with the 'Demon Saint Nine Slashes' to create his own holy-level killing secret method.

With the Blue Star Buddhist inheritance as the foundation, the other Taoist, Demonic, and Confucian inheritances are used as firewood, and they also draw on the Devouring Immortal inheritance, and the stars become Immortal Dao inheritance... My own path of cultivation becomes more and more clear, and the Tathagata palms one after another are released. Jia Shen Fist, in the shadow, seems to be a fusion of many versions, and there are faint signs of being a lineage of its own.

Yin Jiuque, destroyed! A scapegoat! live!
Russell, will be destroyed! Share therapy! live!

This system does not need to talk about character. As long as there is enough pollen, as long as there are enough resources, and enough firewood, you can upgrade all the way, make great progress, and the snowball will snowball faster and faster... Especially the Holy Ruins Blue Star, the overall energy recovery, here Soaring cultivation rarely has the so-called sequelae of an unstable foundation, which is why many major forces in the starry sky send the Son of God and the Saint to experience it.

The bloody battle was fought to the end without any hesitation. Russell used this to condense countless inheritances. Yin Jiuque was also a supreme genius in fighting and killing. How could he not make progress? Even if its original holy path is cut off by the Blue Star Field, it will be difficult to improve for the time being, and it can only seek breakthroughs in techniques.

How can the perfect evolution come from the people of the Holy Ruins and the Heaven-Zhaotian Soul who don’t fight? Where did the rapid upgrade come from?
Strictly speaking, among all Russells, the pollen system he practiced should be the fastest improving system.

boom!
One person and one bird are intertwined and collided with each other.

Even Yin Jiuque, who was a sparring partner, has made such progress, and Russell, who "has never been alone when fighting alone," is even more incredible.

For a long time, due to his "prescient" planning in advance, Russell fought with others with the wind. It can be said that he has never been under pressure, which is completely contrary to the fighting spirit that is everywhere in Chen Dong's world view.

Now, with three thousand shackles splashing across the picture of himself as a free man, this battle with Yasheng Yin Jiuque finally opens up his own invincible style of painting.

In the trilogy, No. 10 can protect the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths by becoming the Immortal King within 500 years, Ye Fan can reverse everything by becoming the Great Emperor within 500 years, and Chu Feng must join the Immortal Emperor's supreme power within 500 years. The great festival of the heavens that stirs up wind and rain.

The ultimate sublimation, the battle of Nirvana.

As time goes by, the war becomes more intense, as if the war itself is also in nirvana.

At the end, Russell and Yin Jiuque, fists, feet and wings collided with each other. Every move contained the supreme truth of heaven and earth, and even had the sound of the great road in it. In the blink of an eye, the two masters had collided with each other, and even many Yasheng masters in the starry sky were dazzled.

The live broadcast in the universe can no longer accurately convey the images. If many devices were not bound to the Blue Star field, this live broadcast would have ended early. Even so, what fell in front of the audience was only the endless flashing of infinite Buddha light. Blood light.

The sounds of Dharma conches, Dharma drums, and wooden fish are mixed with the floating oars of the blood river, as if the Buddha's civilization and the murderous civilization are colliding.

"The abbot has come to this!"

Many senior officials of Blue Star, including the head of the Kongtong Sect, looked at the incomprehensible battle scene with complicated expressions.

Especially when they looked at the old master who had just broken through the realm of freedom, their eyes were even weirder.

According to folk rumors, Shaolin Wudang, among the many factions in the Blue Star Alliance, is superior to other powerful sects. The abbot of Shaolin, the old master of Wudang, is also an invincible figure on Blue Star who is superior to other peerless masters.

This is indeed the case. Holding the vajra, the strength of the old master can indeed be called invincible in the Blue Star Alliance, except for the cheating Chu Feng, compared to other peerless masters who have opened twelve or more shackles. .

But there is obviously a difference between invincible and invincible.

Just like some people get 100 points in the exam because their strength is only this 100 points, while some people get 100 points in the exam because their full score is only this 100 points.

"It's actually so tragic!"

The old grandmaster also lamented that since he met Russell, the latter has always been strategizing and controlling everything. It has never been as tragic as it is now.

"Don't let anything happen..."

Women such as Jiang Luoshen were even more worried.

boom!
Suddenly, a terrifying wave spanned the outer field of Blue Star and penetrated the entire Blue Star.

There was finally a picture in the live broadcast room with the infinite light flashing screen.

All the sounds of wooden fish, blood rivers, conch sounds, curse sounds...all fell silent.

In the silent extraterrestrial sky, the field runes were still shining brightly, but the battlefield of Yasheng was not like the rivers of blood and Buddha corpses that everyone imagined.

There is only one young monk, golden robes and bare feet, as if he has been in eternity since ancient times. His body is perfect, flawless, without disasters. Behind him, there is a statue of Tathagata that is bigger than a blue star. He is holding a flower in his right hand and the palm of his left hand. , a red bird fell into a deep sleep.

Harmony and tranquility.

(End of this chapter)