Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

"I'm helpless!"

Although he was very reluctant, he had to admit that the lack of boats and sails in front of him was indeed a formidable enemy that he could not contend with. In the thunderstorm storm, he saw a dazzling light, and Bibala stood solemnly, like a tree. The holy Bodhi tree that stands in the sky, all around the body exudes bright Buddha light.

"Zheng......"

At the same time, Bodhi Changji awakened on its own under the attack of the extreme darkness. The magic weapon has a spirit, and then it burst into a dazzling light, piercing the darkness, and forming an extreme sword intent, wrapped in a long sword, soaring into the sky, and swirling in the air. , unbiased, just fell into the hands of Bibala.

"The life and death of Yunchuan is in your hands and mine, big brother, help me!"

In the face of Quzhou Yifandu's supreme divine power, the Bibala holy sword is in hand, the magic soldier appears in the blink of an eye, the Bodhisattva shadow opens the holy repentance, and the sword is born in a few crossings!

"One thought of Bodhi, the killing of life!"

The blow that decides the outcome of life and death, Bibala fuses the Bodhi sword pose, and the bipolar power of the holy and evil in the body continuously fuses and fuses, producing a powerful force that can shake the world. In the vast holy light, Bodhi has a few swords rushing into the air. Xiao, in the endless darkness, opened up a ray of life and brought the hope of salvation.

"Um~~~~"

"This power.... is Xia Bodhi!"

Mastering the thunder of the sky, standing proud of the world, Quzhou Yifan Duo looked down at Bibaluo reaching the limit, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a satisfied smile was drawn. The entire Yunchuan world is covered by thunderclouds!

However, in this dark world, there is a dazzling holy light rising into the sky, slashing the nine-day thunder, extreme impact, and the most violent clash of life and death erupted, setting off an earth-shattering explosion, boundless smoke and dust, like a stormy sea. Howling, suddenly attacked all around, smashing the entire Yunchuan battle situation.

"Uh............"

"what............"

There was a muffled groan, a tragic howl, and for a while, a large number of people were injured in the army of the underground gate and the monks in Yunchuan. Even the judges, Wanfengqu and others were also affected. All of them were shaken back by the sudden storm, and although they were not injured, they were also greatly shocked.

"The situation is not good, the general situation of Yunchuan has gone...Leave!"

At this time, Mo Hanying, who had been in a "fierce battle" with Qianyuchen, saw this, and without saying a word, he hurriedly made a false move, and then even took advantage of this strong storm, quickly retreated, and headed towards Yijiyun. Escape from the river.

"Boom......"

Only in this room did someone escape the battlefield, and then, the dust-washing bell sounded overwhelming, covering the entire battlefield. The monks of Yunchuan, who had already suffered heavy losses, were no longer able to resist at this moment, one by one, all of them. stunned on the spot.

The sound of the bell rang in the ear, passed into the heart, and set off boundless stormy waves in the sea of ​​​​heart, over and over again, washing away the past and creating a new life......

Episode 743: The bells wash away the dust, goodbye to the yellow flowers!

"Follow great wisdom and save the world with great compassion!"

"Follow great wisdom and save the world with great compassion!"

"Follow great wisdom, save the world with great compassion..."

I don't know which one was the first to be unable to resist, washed away the previous experience, converted to the door, and shouted out with a slogan, and then, one by one, the monks in Yunchuan converted one after another, with a cry of faith, from the bottom of my heart. , even more shocking, people can not help but agitated.

"This..........."

At the beginning, only ordinary monks were affected, but soon, this situation began to spread, and even those eminent monks with high cultivation were also broken by the impact of the dust-cleaning bell, and their hearts were broken. The waves of the sea wash away the past dust, the bells ring into the ear, and a new life is created.

"not good!"

In order to protect Buddhist friends, the dragon elephant Ruyitian, who was fighting against Xuantong, suddenly felt a strange feeling behind him. He turned his head subconsciously, but saw that the wisdom of King Kong and Manda were no longer in the past, replaced by a more The devout faith, the whole body is enveloped in a peaceful atmosphere.

"Amitabha."

He whispered the Buddha's name in his mouth, and the manda teacher at this moment is far more in line with his title of Master of Wonderful Dharma than ever. I saw his hands clasped together, a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and pious persuaded: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless. , look back to the shore, the dragon elephant Ruyitian, do you......would you like to take refuge?"

"Manda Shili, you...-"

I can't believe it, I can't believe it, the fellow practitioners and Buddhist friends who were still fighting side by side, at this moment, actually converted to the underground door and became an opponent.

"Boom......"

No Buddha washed the dust, once washed the previous dust, it resounded in the ears, and penetrated into the heart, the sea of ​​​​heart was surging, and the past and the past were all washed away by an invisible force at this moment.

"I..........."

"willing to take refuge......"

When the power of man is exhausted, Longxiang Ruyitian has experienced successive fierce battles, and has long been severely damaged. The pain on his body can still be endured, but the blow from his fellow practitioners and friends made it difficult for him to hold on, and he lost his defense for a moment. It is enough to decide the outcome of this battle, the opening of the heart, along with the sound of the dust-washing bell, invaded the sea of ​​​​heart, reshaping his consciousness, and at the last glance, he left the teacher who he fought for his whole life. . . . ........

"Yiji Yunchuan......"

"Today is dead......"

Although it is very helpless and cruel, but as the star of the annihilation, the division where Chen Si is located has been able to persevere until now, which is actually a rare miracle.

[Quichensi: Emm, Lao Tzu has already converted to the underground door, and he has returned to the commonplace to marry a wife, okay, so how can he still throw the pot of the destruction of Yunchuan to me?Gou author, you are really an expert! 】

"Cough cough......"

The smoke and dust of the beacon fires filled the sky, in a mess of ruins, Bibala leaned on the Bodhi Changji, barely supporting his body, but he was severely injured, and at this moment, he was already on the verge of running out of oil and dying. , The weak body, under the impact of the strong wind, is like a small boat in the stormy sea, shaky.

"What? Can't hold it anymore?"

Indifferent words came from the other side of the battlefield. Immediately, a huge invisible force suppressed all the smoke and dust scattered on the battlefield. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were empty, and between the dim sky and the earth shrouded in thunderclouds, a brilliant divine light, It shines in all directions, bringing the most dazzling shock.

"Thousands of years of joint cultivation, lack of boats and sails."

"Boundless sinking, Fa Hai sails."

The sound of Langlangshi's horn resounded through the heaven and earth, in the boundless light, the Lord of the Dimensity ...... Quzhou Yifandu, with a dazzling light in his body, slowly stepped forward, When he came to the front of Bibala, he sincerely persuaded: "Don't make unnecessary resistance anymore, Bibala, you should understand that the tide of the cloud is gone, and your stubborn resistance will not have any effect... .........”

"Feel sorry."

Without waiting for Quzhou Yifandu's persuasive words to be fully spoken, Zibibala decisively grabbed Mai. Although his breath was weak and his face was pale, there was an unshakable perseverance in his words: "The concept of Dimen is not compatible with mine. Even if Yunchuan falls, I will never compromise and convert to Dimen!"

"That's a pity."

Quzhou Yifan crossed the road: "With your cultivation base, if you are willing to convert to the earth door, you may become a member of Great Wisdom in the future. At that time, you may be able to use the power of Great Wisdom to step into the realm of God."

"what!"

Hearing the words, Zibibala immediately responded with a chuckle: "The path of cultivation is at my feet, which step I can take depends on my own efforts and opportunities. The way out with the help of external forces, although it is equally spacious, is quite different. It's not what I want, so Zuncha doesn't need to talk any more."

"Ugh..........."

Seeing that Bibalo made up his mind, Quzhou Yifan Ferry couldn't help but let out a sigh, because he knew that his idea of ​​recruiting this Buddhist son of destiny was shattered.

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I have to say, this is a really sad thing.

Different from ordinary monks, Bibala, who has inherited the life-long cultivation of Xia Bodhi, can be called the son of Buddhist destiny. Although there is only one person, he carries a lot of Buddhist luck. If he can get into the underground door, right For the terrestrial gate, it will be a huge improvement!

But it is a pity that Bibala is obviously not so easy to transition.

Verbal solicitation and persuasion have hardly played a role in the slightest. There is nothing to be done. Without a boat and a sail, it can only be hard. Although it is a very bad thing for the overlord to bow, but as long as Can play a role, then, it may not be a good way.

and so!

After the failure of plan A, Quezhou Yifandu resolutely started plan B, he looked at Zupibaluo with a sigh, and sighed: "If that's the case, then don't blame me for using force... …”

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"Boom......"

Before the words fell, a bell rang from the sky, and the dust-washing bell sounded far and wide, shaking the air, rolling up layers of ripples, spreading and spreading, and in a blink of an eye, Bibala was enveloped in it .

"not good!"

Hearing the sound of the dust-cleaning bell, he felt the mysterious power coming from the bell, which seemed to be able to cleanse his soul. Although Zibibalo was already mentally prepared, at this moment, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Drink~~~"

Without saying a word, with a long drink, in order to protect the self-consciousness, Bibala forcibly lifted the holy spirit of Bodhi to protect the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

"what!"

"How long can you hold on to such resistance?"

Quezhou Yifandu did not deliberately increase the power of the dust-washing bell, but just watched silently, wanting to see how far this Buddhist son of luck can achieve, but he never thought about it, at this moment, the sky In addition, suddenly there was a yellow flower, like a dragon flying down.

"boom............"

The free flying flower is as light as a dream. The mysterious yellow flower, carrying a mysterious power that is unimaginable to ordinary people, even forcibly dispels the dust-washing bell that covers the sky and covers the earth. The yellow flowers are flying and slowly falling from the sky.

Mysterious Mysterious Mysterious!

In the sky, the mysterious figure reappeared, and the dream-like ability, can it change the calamity of Yunchuan's destruction?Will Bibala really sink in and convert to the underground door?Wonderful plot, all in the next chapter.......

Episode 744: Tathagata Forbidden Sword, Dream Bubble!

"Don't fly around in the sky, and people dance with a sword to explore the flowers."

"There is a dream in the end of the world, don't see the yellow flowers fall and the autumn cool."

"Dream is a sigh, a flower is a sigh, the wind is a sigh, the moon is a sigh, the yellow flowers are ten sighs, and a sword is cut down."

It was like a dream, the yellow flowers flew down, and in the blink of an eye, they burst into the arena. Immediately, a long sword, like a dream, weaved an unprecedented dream in the yellow flowers in the sky, and the boat was about to be missed. Yifandu is shrouded in it.

"Um~~~~"

With a soft admiration, Quzhou Yifandu's eyes suddenly flashed a splendor: "Your swordsmanship... is a bit interesting." The moment the voice fell, I saw him raising his hand gently. , with a flick of the finger, a sword qi burst out of the air.

"Om..."

The gentle sword energy doesn't seem to have the slightest lethal power, but unknowingly, it submerged into the swordsmanship of the incoming person, and in the silent confrontation, it learned the magic of this otherworldly dream martial arts.

"Hmm~~~~"

When the visitor saw this, he immediately felt a sense of surprise. At the same time, the sword edge turned, and the yellow flowers flew all over the sky. A petal was a sword energy, thousands of petals, thousands of sword energy, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, attacking Quzhouyi. Sail "four eight three" ferry.

"Flowers fall for three autumns!"

Three Autumns and Yellow Flowers Weave Dreamland, Dreamy Sword Shadows Fall Three Autumns, One Autumn and One Farewell, One Farewell, One Sword, Flying Flowers in the Sky, Sword Qi in the Sky, Swords and Swords All Falling with Deadly Sounds, the direction of the sword's edge, pointing directly at the key point of Quezhou Yifandu .

He raised his hand, pointed his fingers, and the lack of a boat and a sail was like standing on a mountain. He responded calmly, and let the people attacking with fast swords, without moving his body or feet, just turning his hands, he would take over all the attacks.

"Dream with a sword, make a sword with a dream, put your love on the yellow flower, send your dream on the yellow flower, it really deserves to be a legend from a floating mountain city, your performance... worthy of the coronation!"

Indifferent words, indifferent praises, while Quezhou Yifandu spoke, a pair of eyes shined with divine light, and in silence, the swordsmanship of future people could be seen through.

"You know me?"

When the visitor heard the words, he couldn't help but be stunned, but he never imagined that this stranger who had never met before him would know his identity the moment they met.