Qin Dynasty Novelist

The length of the sword is beyond ordinary swords, and it cannot be pulled out with one hand!

"Ying Zheng, you must die now!"

The painful look on Han Shen's face has not dissipated, and the power of the profound kung fu in his body has been pushed to the extreme. A single blow is enough to shake the power at the entrance level, but even the protective mask on Ying Zheng's body surface cannot be broken.

Is it because my power to control all kinds of dharmas is too weak?

It's still because Xuan Qingzi's strength is too strong, and the things left behind are enough to shock everyone!

No time to pay attention to it too much, the black mysterious light on the surface of the body became thicker together, the power of the hundred veins reversed, and the extremely violent power spread, at the same time, a golden light with bundled hair flew out.

But it is a strange thing shaped like a hairpin, with a strange golden auspicious light blooming all over the body, and a trace of faint swastika light is hidden in it, and the meaning of ten thousand dharmas and compassion flickers.

A bald-headed elephant sits cross-legged and imprinted on it. Three images come to the world, either smiling, angry, or scolding. The power is instilled in it.

hum!

The void exploded, but the thing as long as an adult's palm bloomed with a more dazzling golden auspicious light, strands of mysterious Taoist sounds floated in it, and a bald human figure loomed in the eyes.

Go straight in the direction, and stab the protective mask in front of you!

The first thousand and eleventh chapters of eight yuan (big chapter)

hum!

The strange thing made of unknown thing, blesses the power mobilized by Han Shen's whole body, bursting out with great power, the golden mysterious light does not show killing, but it is sitting on unparalleled momentum.

When the tip reached, it once again touched the protective mask in front of Qin Wangzheng, and once again stirred up the energy fluctuations before it became more prosperous, and the condensed breath spread like the aftermath of water waves.

Dao's blue profound power could not stop gushing out from the jade pendant in Qin Wangzheng's hands, and his body couldn't help shaking. The endless dense power permeated the air, and the power of yin and yang Taoization emerged, instinctively controlling the vitality of heaven and earth, and blessing the mask.

Wisps of blue light dao patterns gushed out, blocking in front of Qin Wangzheng. Tai Chi, which gathered Hunyuan black and white, was boundless, and the rotation was endless.

A three-foot-high bald-headed, golden-bodied image of ups and downs sits cross-legged on Han Shen's strange hair-bundle, clasping his hands and carrying the swastika Dao seal on his back.

As the Zen sound was sung, tiny golden rays of light arose in the void and fell on the top of the tip, and a more pure swastika imprint was transformed into it, which seemed to feel the power of Tai Chi Dao, and it was also a spiritual tremor.

"This is……?"

On the majestic ninth-level royal platform of Xianyang Palace, it has long been washed by violent energy, and the veil is in tatters. An attendant who is no more than an ordinary person is within the aftermath that is enough to suppress and kill a congenital warrior. Side cover Nie has a heart, but also powerless.

The ghost valley's secret method is running, and the feather-white mysterious light on the body is shining, protecting the body to the fullest, holding the sword in one hand, hesitating sharply, wanting to intervene, but at this moment... also can not intervene, the void in front of him is rippling with a strong force.

It was already difficult to forcefully stabilize the body when it collided with one's own body, and the stone king platform under his feet already showed a few cracks, and the two extremely strong protective forces in the palace were also shining brightly.

Such a tyrannical collision force!

Every blow is probably enough to injure an ordinary martial artist, and the power that hinders the king, I can clearly distinguish that it belongs to Tianzong Xuanqingzi.

However, the power displayed by Han Shen, rummaging through all kinds of inheritances in his mind, has never been consistent, and...Gai Nie can be sure that the golden power definitely does not belong to Han Shen.

Otherwise, the previous person can display it.

"That's... the power of the Buddha?"

In the main hall, Zong Quan and Concubine Yan respectively guarded the civil and military officials, and they were a little far away from each other. With their incomparable strength, they used the method of sealing and restraining to block the power pouring down from the king's platform.

The power of protection on the king's body belongs to the little uncle.

With the current state of the little master uncle, the things left behind are difficult to break even for Xuanguan warriors, but... at this moment, the strange power that Yan Guo took out at this moment can compete with it?

And that kind of killing and introverted, the way of compassion and ten thousand dharmas, the golden body and bald headed Dharma body... It's very similar to the people of the Buddha Sect in the far western land that the little uncle mentioned in his spare time.

The founder of the inheritance of the Buddha Sect is also a powerful person who is integrated into all things, a sage and saint who is no different from his ancestors, and according to my little uncle, the inheritance of the Buddha Sect is orderly, the principles spread, and it governs thousands of miles rivers and mountains.

Compared with Taoism's tranquility and inaction, natural harmony, a little more pioneering, a little more domineering, there are many inheritors, naturally there are many disciples, and naturally there are more people who can understand the principles of the most powerful.

When the little master uncle Longxi was in chaos, he met a person from the Buddha at the entrance level.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the visions on the throne are consistent!

Does Yan Guo have contact with the Buddha Sect at this moment?And the things left by the masters of the Buddha Sect?

Sure enough, it was something left by the master of the Buddha Sect, and it was blessed by Han Shen's profound strength, and the king couldn't practice it, so he could only passively use the jade pendant left by his uncle, if the original power in the jade pendant was exhausted.

So what?

Bang!

Suddenly, Xu Ming seemed to have Gan Zongquan's thoughts, Tai Chi was tactful, and the lingering rhyme was endless. The power of Yin and Yang Wuji was supported by the original power in the jade pendant. The most powerful power left by the master of the upper Buddha.

The speed of consumption was extremely fast, but the vision of the bald and golden body became more and more powerful. Although Han Shen's aura became weaker, the suppressive force of the swastika was even stronger.

Not long after, Qin Wangzheng's expression changed slightly, and the jade pendant he was holding tightly with one hand suddenly shattered.

"not good!"

Gai Nie's face was also shocked, and he forced the power of Xuangong in his body. No matter what, the king must have nothing to do, otherwise, Zhu Xia will inevitably fall into endless wars and attacks again, which is not what he wants to see.

The body turns into a streamer, slashes horizontally with a sword, and controls the sword with spirit. Before the person arrives, the sword qi turns into a dragon and has already turned into Tai Chi, blocking it before the swastika mark.

puff!

With a single blow and collision, the long dragon of Yubai Wugou's condensed sword energy collapsed, but after holding on to one breath, it collapsed immediately, covered by the swastika imprint, and the strongest force continued to press hard.

Han Shen's spiritual awareness melted into the strange thing, mobilized the little remaining internal energy in his body, formed seals with both hands, and pushed forward fiercely.

"You..., this is not the solution!"