Chapter 371 One Strand Of Hair Cuts Off The Buddha 【Please Subscribe, Please Customize】
"Do you want to kill my primordial spirit?!"
With a sudden movement in his heart, he realized that the disciples of Xuankong Temple had not yet fully cultivated this supreme divine technique.
It's just a first glance at the door, and it's impossible to do it. You can predict everything in advance, otherwise you don't need to fight.
However, this is enough, the Xuankong Buddha Art, let the disciples of the Xuankong Temple, whose primordial spirit is extraordinarily powerful, can always have a premonition half a step in advance.
There is a kind of immortal divinity, and it takes the first opportunity in battle.
While Ye Ditian activated the Desolate and Nirvana Art, he countered with the Purple Gold Tai Chi Circle, and then swung the Purple Gold Spear.
With overwhelming power, he struck at the Buddha of Xuankong Temple.
The so-called perception half a step in advance, counting everything, has a premise, and the power can only be controlled within the controllable range.
Now, the purple-gold spear in Ye Ditian's hand was terrifying beyond compare, and it came with the destructive energy, the Buddha's face of Xuankong Temple changed on the spot.
"Hanging and Chaos Art!"
The next moment, the Buddha of the Xuankong Temple shouted loudly and cast the unrivaled secret method of the Buddha of the Xuankong Temple. At this moment, the past and the present are in chaos.
He exhibited a super-terrible divine art that disturbed the time and space, dividing the time and space around Ye Ditian into many "blocks".
The timing of each piece is not coherent, and confusion occurs.
"Hanging in the air, stripping away the primordial spirit, banning nothingness forever, boundless bondage!"
At the same time, the Xuankong Buddha Jue was displayed again, and when used together with the Xuankong Chaoxu Jue, it was beyond imagination.
Outside the mysterious Taoist temple, all the monks watching the battle were overjoyed.
Disjointed time and space, a specific void, Ye Ditian found that the primordial spirit appeared in a field.
But the physical body is in another field, as if it exists in a different time and space.
"How to break this secret technique?!"
Outside the mysterious Taoist temple, among the crowd watching the battle, a big monk said in panic on the spot.
"There is no solution, only Tongtian has broken through!"
At the moment, there is a powerful elder with a dignified expression.
As soon as the words fell, many middle-aged monks present changed their colors and replaced them with their words.
Maybe it will be beheaded by the Buddha of Xuankong Temple, I really can't think of a way to break it.
"The spells of the Buddha of the Xuankong Temple are indeed terrifying. They have not yet reached their full potential, and they have created such an unsolvable situation when they first entered the palace!"
In the distance, many monks were shaken violently, and the sound of the sun exclaimed.
"Son of the Ye family, you will be defeated by me today!"
In the battlefield, the disciple of the Xuankong Temple let out a loud roar, his eyes were like knives, and his primordial spirit emerged from his form.
In the same time and space as Ye Ditian's consciousness, attack forward.
However, at this time Ye Ditian calmed himself down, and at the same time, the nine ancient scriptures of immortal emperors sang together.
In this chaotic time and space, he played the divine voice of the great avenue, his whole body was crystal clear, like a lamp made of seven-colored glass.
The nine economy moved, and then two dragon-shaped lights shot out from his eyes, and then intertwined and entangled with each other, and rushed forward.
This is the treasure book of the Immortal Emperor, the peerless ancient art in the supreme "Shengan Immortal Code", the immortal sword of divine consciousness!
Even though he has no soldiers in his hands, as long as he has soldiers in his heart, he can rely on his invincible will as his soul.
Condensing the will to fight against the sky into a soldier, invincible, possessing immeasurable divine power.
The Immortal Sword of Divine Consciousness possesses the power to shock the heavens, and it also contains infinite profound meanings. It can destroy all dharmas with one weapon, behead gods and Buddhas, and destroy the world!
In this small world, the Immortal Sword of Divine Consciousness traverses three thousand miles, smashing mountains and rivers with one strike, and drying great rivers with two strikes.
Hit Wan Ling Mie again, and hit another realm!
The Immortal Sword of Divine Consciousness, in an instant, cut off some of the primordial spirits of the Buddhist disciples of the Xuankong Temple.
Afterwards, the offensive continued, and continued to attack the Buddha's body in Xuankong Temple, slashing away at once, destroying his immeasurable divine power, like a celestial light weeping from the gods.
Draw an eternal and immortal dao rhyme!
The monk of Xuankong Temple let out a long howl, his eyes were like knives, and most of the mountains in the distance collapsed in an instant.
The Immortal Sword of Divine Consciousness, like the supreme divine gold, turns into a ray of light and flies down, as if it is opening up the world, and it is far away.
The next moment, a crack appeared between the brows of the Buddhist disciple of the Xuankong Temple, and a strand of golden blood slowly flowed out.
And the Divine Consciousness Immortal Sword fell into Ye Ditian's eyes in an instant and returned to the Consciousness Sea.
At this time, the Buddhist disciple of Xuankong Temple had already been seriously injured, and his combat power was greatly reduced.
And Ye Ditian didn't make a move, but just stepped forward gently and powerfully, pulsating with the mountains and rivers and everything.
There is a terrible rhythm, there is a "Tao" circulating, and every step is like the sound of a drum.
"puff!"
The terrifying rhythm, every step made the Buddhist disciple of the Xuankong Temple in the distance spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
It was a horrific picture.
"puff!"
Zijin's divine light surged, and his footsteps fell slowly and powerfully. The Buddhist disciple of Xuankong Temple coughed up blood.
0 looking for flowers......
Ye Ditian is shrouded in a divine ring, like a god walking in the world.
When Ye Ditian walked to the fifth step, there was a sound of swords, and the sound of footsteps was so shocking that all the monks outside the Taoist temple turned pale!
When he landed on the ninth step, like a heavenly sword returning to its sheath, there was a clang, and then the Buddhist disciple of the Xuankong Temple.
He fell straight to the ground, with almost no fighting strength, and there was no possibility of fighting Ye Ditian.
"You... are too weak! You are really like that ant!"
In this small world, Ye Ditian looked calm, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and laughed.
The next moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, a strand of hair on his head fluttered with the wind, and then slowly floated towards the Buddha in Xiakong Temple.
That Xuankong Temple Buddha's expression had already changed drastically, his forehead was dripping with sweat, he wanted to escape from this small world.
It is best not to see again in this life, this son of the Ye family, the chaotic holy body!
However, he suddenly found that his body seemed to be imprisoned in place on the spot by some inexplicable force.
It was difficult to move at all, and his heart was filled with coldness, and his help was full of fierce color.
The next moment, that strand of hair rose up with the wind, cutting his body in two on the spot, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
The sight is frightening and chilling.
In the distance, the arrogances of the various powers all felt their scalps tingling and their hair standing on end after seeing this scene.
His whole body trembled violently, his eyes full of horror.
A strand of hair that fell from the emperor of the Ye family actually chopped a strong man in the Great Sacred Realm into two pieces on the spot!
How terrifying is this chaotic sacred body?!
What is the cultivation level of the emperor of the Ye family, and the many powerful arrogances present all deduced it in their hearts.
However, no information was obtained at all.
They couldn't figure it out, Ye Ditian had the Supreme Immortal Artifact in his body, which blinded the heavens, no one in this world could figure out his cultivation base.
Unless he voluntarily radiates cultivation energy, others will never know how high his cultivation is.
"Emperor Ye Family, spare my life!"
That Buddhist disciple of the Xuankong Temple fell in a pool of blood at this moment, extremely miserable, with faint breath.
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