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Chapter 232 The second form of BOSS
A palm flew across the sky.

It covers the sky and the sun, and casts shadows over the heaven and earth.

Like the sky collapsing, the world is destroyed.

Qingxuan, standing in mid-air, was the first to bear the brunt. The pressure from all sides seemed to be a thousand times, ten thousand times heavier. His body seemed to be pressed by thousands of mountains and rivers, and seemed to be trapped in a swamp. It was so difficult to lift a finger, both body and soul were exhausted. As if frozen.

The giant palm contains a will, like the way of heaven.

Heaven and earth hate him, the world rejects him. At this moment, Qingxuan is like the enemy of the world.

The golden light surrounds it like a majestic sun shining across the sky, radiating blazing light and heat all the time.

The heaven and earth couldn't bear it, and began to shake and twist.

A series of holes as black as ink appeared one after another, and the space was being torn apart.

With the Buddha's palm, the formation that had been managed by the ancient evil gods for who knows how many years and was used to divide the world has now been torn out and is on the verge of collapse.

Although not as powerful, it can be broken with a snap of a finger.

It's like the sun is shining across the sky, but it's sunset over the mountains and it's groggy.

A dim sword light, with mottled light and shadow.

"Even if he is just a heart and does not have the memory and realm of the Seven-Star Evil Dragon, he will not stretch his hips like this and use such a clumsy attack."

The sword energy is pregnant with the energy of decline.

"That's why this joke hit."

The palm came fiercely, earth-shaking.

It represents the endless years and the end of all life.

"The one who took action was not the Seven-Star Evil Dragon."

All things perish and life comes to an end.

"I can't control this stone Buddha."

This is the situation now. This stone Buddha is very strong. It can be said to be crushing against ordinary first-grade celestial beings.

But Qingxuan Yurong showed a look of disappointment, sighed, and an ethereal voice sounded: "The power is divided but not gathered, and cannot be condensed into one."

Qingxuan's flawless white hands slowly released the hilt of the wooden sword. The waste in front of her was not even qualified to let her draw the sword.

But to her, it was nothing but appearances.

At the same time, doubts arose in my heart. If Buddhism succeeded, would the power be too weak? Or was it because it was not withdrawn by King Nagarjuna, so the stone Buddha did not take the last step.

All kinds of doubts arose in his heart, but Qingxuan was not slow in his actions.

Qing Xuan did not hide his disappointment.

The immortal weapon is very strong, but if it falls into the hands of a middle-level third-level warrior, it is like a child holding a knife. Although it is also lethal, it can be easily avoided, but it does not have much effect. But if a strong man holds the knife, the result will be It's completely different.

The two fingers were slowly brought together, and they moved forward slightly, using their fingers as swords, and a burst of sword energy burst out from their fingertips.

"This only shows that Buddhism has succeeded."

The Sword of Doom.

When people reach the end of their lifespan, the world cannot escape death and decline.

This is the sword that symbolizes the end.

The Buddha's light that burns everything is like ice and snow, constantly beginning to melt.

The sword energy flowed upstream and tore apart the Buddha's light in an instant, but the Buddha's light continued to flow, like a world-destroying torrent. Although it was torn apart by the sword energy, it immediately drowned the sword energy.

But when the sword energy was wiped out bit by bit by the huge Buddha's light, it was completely wiped out.

A shadowless and soundless sword energy suddenly bloomed with endless brilliance.

Click, click, click! ! ! ! ! ! !

The Buddha's palm, as pure and transparent as glass, was covered with traces of cracks. The cracks continued to extend, and in the blink of an eye it had penetrated the Buddha's palm. The Buddha's palm, which covered the sky and the sun, had been torn into pieces, and the fragments fell suddenly like meteors. Start hitting the ground.

It looked like a sword energy was competing head-on with the Buddha's palm, but in fact, another sword energy, like an illusion, spanned an endless distance, passed through all obstacles, and directly hit the Buddha's palm.

Qingxuan looked at the falling light, as if the sky was falling, and said calmly: "It's too weak." "Normally speaking."

"As long as you exert some of your strength, you will be able to block this secret sword."

The giant Buddha stands between heaven and earth, his majestic shadow suppresses everything, his eyes are like the eyes of the sky, and his lowered gaze covers everything.

Solemn and sacred, unparalleled.

But I already started to curse in my heart.

After all, he is still too weak and his realm is too far behind. Even if he can control the stone Buddha, it is only with brute force.

Dou Changsheng had a solution to this situation.

Being easily defeated and showing such a stretched posture, someone's face was burning with pain.

If you don’t steam the steamed buns, you’ll lose your breath.

Even though it was Buddhism that was embarrassed, someone still couldn't bear it.

So let’s start the second form.

Just like fighting a BOSS, you can start the second stage of transformation.

Dou Changsheng began to connect with the seven-star evil dragon inside the stone Buddha. I, Dou, can't defeat Qingxuan, and I can't torture you, Xiao Longlong.

The combination of the Heart of the Stone Buddha and the power of the Buddhist secret hand can be said to be the ultimate victory over the Seven-Star Evil Dragon.

The damage to the Seven-Star Evil Dragon can be amplified thousands of times, and the effect is extremely effective.

Therefore, when the stone Buddha stands solemnly and solemnly between heaven and earth, the inner power is beating the seven-star evil dragon.

Isn't it just that with the help of a little bit of your wisdom and realm, you don't want to do it?
Can this be tolerated?
I can't bear it decisively.

This is like a prison, with a dragon hanging upside down from the wooden frame.

The golden leather whip kept beating.

A figure filled with golden light, like a sacred figure, was waving a golden whip.

A certain dragon's will is constantly being destroyed.

Although someone wants to rely on the wisdom and realm of a certain dragon, he does not intend to completely revive the other person's will. It is best to treat the other person's brain as a vegetative person, specifically responsible for processing things, and the decision-making will is left to a certain person. Just let people do it.

This all seems to happen slowly, but in fact it happens very quickly.

Someone has already succeeded more than half of the way, but the last part has been delayed.

A certain dragon was completely defeated, but it was not an ordinary thing after all, and it was holding on to the last line of defense.

This took a while. Looking at Qingxuan who looked disappointed, Dou spoke.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, wait a moment."

"Wait for the poor monk to level up."

Qingxuan held Mu Jian's hand, and couldn't help but slowly let go. He wanted to kill this superficial waste with one sword, but he never thought that the other party would say such a word.

Qingxuan couldn't help but feel interested and expected.

The price paid this time was high, even the immortal weapons were bombarded in Florida, just for this piece of trash, it would be such a loss.

Just this tone?
Qingxuan couldn't help but look at someone hiding in the corner, trying his best to reduce his presence.

Maybe I think too much.

Dou didn't know what Qingxuan was thinking. Now that the processor of the Seven-Star Evil Dragon came online, Dou felt as if the world and the world were one with him.

Heaven = self.

This is true invincibility.

"Donor, please be careful."

"The poor monk is so powerful now!"

(End of this chapter)