Chapter 1602

Boom!

Above the nine clouds, thunder suddenly appeared and danced with the dark clouds.

The sky roared and the earth trembled. The world was covered by dark clouds and lost the light of Buddhism.

Ye Chen pedal evil evil evil blood sea, head hanging the vast sky, swallow the sky momentum, swing the blood hair flying in the sky.

Behind him, there is a magic land, and many visions are manifested: bones and bones form mountains, blood flows into a river, stars are disillusioned in it, scorching sun collapses in it, and all kinds of destruction interweave, subverting the heaven and earth.

"Benefactor, why do you need this Sakyamuni sighed and walked out of Lingshan and stood in the empty sky.

His Buddha's eyes have the mercy of Buddha, but also the majesty of the emperor to be. People's thinking power is like rivers and rivers, which blend infinite power and help all living beings in the world of mortals.

"Buddhism talks about cause and effect. My hatred with her is the cause. Never dying is the result." Ye Chen step on the broken star sky, a fist to hold the heaven and earth, burst through the sky.

Sakyamuni sighed again and waved the Buddhist seal.

Boom!

Fists and palms fight each other, and a roar comes up.

A halo, the point where fists and palms collide, spreads infinitely. Like an invisible hand, it flattens the heaven and earth, and the surrounding mountains collapse one after another.

Ye Chen's hand bone is broken, and the Holy Blood spreads all over Xutian.

What he was fighting against was a real quasi emperor, not a general quasi emperor. Sakyamuni was very strong.

All of them are the emperor to be. The one who was killed by him was not a star and a half with shigecha.

On the other hand, Sakyamuni is still standing in front of Lingshan mountain like an eight thousand Zhang mountain, and no one can shake it.

War!

Ye Chen a roar, roll up the sky evil spirit to rush to kill.

Even though Sakyamuni is powerful, he is still fearless. His fear of Buddha does not mean that he is really afraid of Buddha.

If he wants to kill the Impatiens, he must smash the mountain of Sakyamuni, and the blood debt of his relatives must be paid with blood.

Sakyamuni's eyes are full of compassion. Under his feet, the sea of chanting power is surging, blocking Ye Chen's evil spirit sea. The Buddha's light and Bodhi Tree hanging on his head against Ye Chen's vast starry sky.

When ye Chen wields his fist, the ancient seal script circulates between his palms, while the chaos Dao is integrated into it. One fist makes time solidify.

Sakyamuni confronts with the Buddhist secret method, removes the power of Ye Chen's fist, raises his hand and penetrates Ye Chen.

As the emperor to be, there was a startling flash in the eyes of Sakyamuni venerable Buddha. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectation.

The holy bone of Dacheng holy body is so powerful that it can match him with ten times of combat power.

From the great war, the sky and the earth cracked, and the world lost its color.

On the one hand, it is the holy body of the ancient times. It has become a holy bone. It is assisted by holy power. It is also a celestial burial with ten times of fighting power. It looks like a god of war.

His attack was straightforward and domineering. He had no magic weapon, only a pair of invincible golden fists. Each fist was combined with thousands of magical powers, and his hegemony was incomparable.

On the one hand, he is a Buddhist worshiper and a genuine emperor to be. The Buddhist meditation is broad and profound, and dominates the thinking power of all living beings, just like a deity and dazzling.

Although his magic power is gentle, but its power is overwhelming, and the holy body of Ye Chen is cracked more than once.

The war was so volatile that the audience retreated and retreated. When they looked at the world from afar, they were all shocked and said, "how could they even compete with Sakyamuni."

"Is Dacheng holy body and holy bone for fun?"

"Ten times the fighting power of the celestial burial of the immortal wheel is not a false name." The old friars lamented.

"If this is really a great holy body, there is no need to open the sky to bury, one hand is enough to hang and beat the Sakyamuni." There was a wretched old man with his hands in his hand, and he squatted on the empty sky.

"Ah?" The four friars turned their heads and glanced up and down at the wretched old man, and then they saluted in a hurry. The grand sage level was no exception, and his expression was respectful.

Isn't this wretched old man just the old man who was fishing before? I came to the theatre.

Seeing that the holy body Ye Chen and Sakyamuni fight in the same way, Rao is the mood of his emperor to be, and can't help but be shocked.

Fortunately, he didn't fight with Zhiye again.

"However, if you use one point, you will lose one point. Sooner or later, the holy body will be defeated." The old man sighed.

"What you said is very true." The sage nodded, "Lingshan and Jidao emperor soldiers."

"Princess of Phoenix nationality, this move is really high." The old man, Emperor Zhun, raised his head and glanced at the Impatiens on the top of the mountain.

The Impatiens stood on the top of the mountain, watching the war, but she was acting very similar, full of compassion, full of intolerance.

At first glance, she really thought that he was a devout believer of Buddhism. She sympathized with all living beings and sincerely converted.

"Fight me, you're far from it." Her eyes were always flickering with cunning eyes.

At the moment, Rao is she have to admire their own calculation, lead Ye Chen and Lingshan fight, this plan is really wonderful, maybe also can destroy the enemy.

She only needs to wait for her Phoenix people to come back from their ancestral land, and then she can take off her mask and be protected by her family.

During the war, when she saw Ye Chen's empty blood, she was excited to go crazy and always wanted to laugh recklessly, but in order to disguise, she had to cover up."What does the fairy laugh at?" Xu is too obsessed with it. The Impatiens seem not to notice that someone is coming behind.

That is xizun, also on the top of the mountain, Buddha's eyes are quiet.

"I'm just compassionate. There's no laughing." The Impatiens sighed, "it's all my fault."

"Princess of Phoenix nationality, I'm really impressed today." West respect light language, look calm.

"It's fobo's great and profound influence on me." The Impatiens performed a Buddha ceremony, which was more and more like.

Poof!

When they are talking, ye Chen talks about blood deficiency again, and the holy body is cracked and spurted blood by the Buddha seal.

The power of holy bone is one point weaker than shigatai.

"Back Sakyamuni's benevolence is like a Buddha, shining with gold and dazzling.

"I'd rather die than retire." Ye Chen roared, his eyes red, bathed in holy blood, and killed again.

"Ye Chen." There is a deep sorrow in the cry.

It is Ji ningshuang who is in the forgetting river. It seems that she can clearly see the picture here from thousands of miles away.

Her eyes, full of tears, blurred her vision.

A word Ye Chen, the road does not end vicissitudes, he is in the xuanhuang West desert, she forgets the river in the forbidden area, but can not see.

More than 200 years of years, I do not know how many thousands of miles away, also can not cover her eyes, that old figure, dead in her soul.

"Is it all the same Long sigh sounds, Meng Po appeared.

"Mother in law, please help him." Ji ningshuang hopes to look at Meng Po with tears in her eyes. She doesn't want Ye Chen to die, nor does she want her child to have no father.

"I can't get out." Meng Po shook her head helplessly.

"Then let me out." Ji ningshuang pleaded.

"There is no right to redeem my old man." Mencius shook her head again, her eyes on Ji ningshuang's bulging lower abdomen, "the son of Tianbian, needs to wait for the return of the heavenly king."

Ji ningshuang looks distressed, covering his lower abdomen and hissing.

"Whether for you or for children, I will seal you." Meng Po raised her hand, and there was an ancient array in the palm, which was printed on Ji ningshuang's eyebrows.

"No... no, no..." Ji ningshuang is full of tears.

However, no matter how she hoarse, how she pleaded, it was difficult to block the ban, the yuan God was being dragged into a deep sleep.

On the deathbed of being sealed, her dim beautiful eyes looked again at the direction of Lingshan, hoping to touch his face and brush off his old and tired.

Ban spread, she finally fell, trembling closed her eyes, slowly sank into the bottom of forgetting the river.

This letter, wake up again, I do not know when it will be, wake up again, I do not know whether there is Ye Chen in this world.

PS: Chapter two. There is a delay in the background of the author, and the chapters have not been refreshed.