"The original God returns to the body, and the unity of God and form is just wishful thinking!"


    Yang Xuan sneered. He stepped out with his hands folded. His whole body was golden and shining. The whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of Golden Buddha armor. When he raised his hands and feet, there was a spirit of great compassion, solemn and solemn. It was like an ancient Buddha coming to the world to spend all life.


    "Damn it, aren''t you a demon family? Why do you have Buddhist magic power!?"


    The troll God frowned and his eyes were full of incredible color.


    There is a saying that Buddha and devil do not coexist!


    A demon friar, who has the blood of the most powerful demon family, is so evil that it is impossible to practice the secret Dharma of Buddhism.


    In particular, Yang Xuan''s upcoming Buddhist secret Dharma is not an ordinary Buddhist magic power at first sight, and an ordinary Buddhist magic power can never have such a vast power.


    "Being a devil and a Buddha is all in my heart. If you meet me today, you can only say that your life should be unique here."


    While Yang Xuan was talking, he sat cross legged, put his hands into the flower butterfly, and played a series of fingertips. Then, he heard his mouth chanting Sanskrit sounds.


    "Hum, bamihong..."


    As soon as the six Sanskrit sounds came out, the six Buddha light giant symbols appeared above his head and quickly merged into a giant Buddha''s palm.


    The Giant Buddha''s palm is as huge as a mountain, shining with boundless Buddha light and mighty as the sea. Under the control of Yang Xuan, it is constantly compressed and compressed, and in the twinkling of an eye it turns into a golden palm print about the size of a palm.


    Although the golden palm print is not big, it contains the power of Buddhism and Taoism, but it is concise and unparalleled. It has a great effect of restraining demons. Under this golden palm print, ordinary demons may be destroyed on the spot and no longer exist.


    "This is the six character Daming mantra of the Western Buddha. You have practiced this magic power!"


    As soon as the troll God''s pupil shrinks, he feels a little pressure and doesn''t dare to underestimate Yang Xuan.


    The Buddhist supernatural power could have greatly restrained their dark underworld, not to mention Yang Xuan''s all-out strike, which is still a unique skill of the Buddha in the West. Rao is not high. He has not fully understood this unique skill, but he can also wield strong power.


    If you really want to be hit by this golden palm print, if you are as strong as him, you will have to be injured.


    After all, his strength has not yet fully recovered. Both the flesh and the yuan God are much inferior to his heyday,


    "Go!"


    Yang Xuan didn''t answer either. With a wave of his big hand, the golden palm print the size of his palm suddenly cut through the void like lightning. He crossed the town demon prison unhindered and shot at the giant demon God head-on.


    Over the years, the giant demon God has devoured many ghost demons. His strength is getting stronger all the time. Instead of wasting his lips and tongue, he might as well kill him while he is weak.


    "Hum, I want to kill my God. Your boy is still young. I''ll show you my God''s ability!"


    Suddenly, the dark thunder and lightning burst out from the blood thirsty eyes of the giant demon God, and collided with the incoming golden palm print without fancy, breaking out an earth shaking noise.


    Almost at the touch of a bullet, the golden palm print broke quickly, and the strands of dark lightning, although weakened, did not dissipate.


    "What a powerful lightning!"


    Yang Xuan frowned slightly. He originally wanted to rely on the six character Daming mantra to give the troll God a power. Who would have thought that the troll God was so good that he had mastered such terrible power of lightning.


    This dark lightning, which is extremely Yin and evil, is weird and vicious. It is much stronger than many natural punishments and thunder robbers.


    "This is the nether God thunder. It is said that there is a forbidden area called the nether pool in the depths of the dark land, and the nether pool is condensed by thousands of nether God thunder to break all kinds of Xuanmen righteousness."


    The Immortal Emperor said in a deep voice.


    "Ha ha, yes, this is the nether God thunder."


    The giant demon God looked up and laughed. He stared at Li Wuyou coldly and said:


    "However, you haven''t been to the dark hell area after all. You don''t know about the dark pool at all. What''s more, you don''t know that the dark god thunder is left by our ancestors. With this thunder, only a few big dark gods can crush me in such a large dark hell area in the past."


    "If I''m right, the Lord of the grave must be one of your great gods of the underworld family?"


    Yang Xuan squinted and asked.


    "Of course, this God was one of the three great Ming emperors under the seat of the great Ming God."


    The troll God looks proud and authentic. The great dark god is one of the oldest dark gods in their dark world. His strength is better than that of the original saint of Taoism, the saint of Taixu, the Western Buddhism and the ancient sage Hongjun.


    If it had not been for the fatalistic Lord, he suddenly came to the Xuantian immortal domain and intervened to suppress several great gods such as the great dark god with the power of heaven, they would have unified the Xuantian immortal domain for a long time. How could they be imprisoned under the dark earth forever and never see the sun all year round.


    "Boy, you are very powerful, but in my God''s eyes, you are still a mole ant. I killed you only with one blow. Go to hell."


    The voice was still there. The giant demon god suddenly came down to the killer. His mind manipulated the dark thunder in the void into a three inch long dark electric knife. In an instant, he crossed the sky more than ten feet and cut to Yang Xuanfei.


    "Boom!"


    It was like a bolt from the blue. In an instant, the dark electric knife came to Yang Xuan, and the speed was fast to the extreme.


    "Be careful, little friend!"


    As soon as the Immortal Emperor''s face changed, he wanted to stop the blow for Yang Xuan.


    "It doesn''t matter. With this blow, I can''t help my younger generation."


    Yang Xuan reacted quickly, raised his hand and pointed out that a finger awn between purple and brown colors, with a breath of erasing everything, roared with the dark electric knife.


    Crackling!


    With bursts of harsh noise, the dark electric knife suddenly disappeared like snow under the scorching sun.


    "What magic power are you? There are people in the world who can control the power of time!"


    The giant demon God shouted. No matter how hard it is to keep calm, if he only paid attention to the six character Daming mantra, then this magic power of depriving time will make him really like a great enemy.


    "Well, well, with the help of my little friends, you and I will not be able to kill this demon today."


    The Immortal Emperor forgot his worries and nodded repeatedly. He turned his hands and took out an ancient sword. His breath was extremely fierce.


    Yang Xuan did it. Naturally, he couldn''t be idle. Only with the strength of the two people could he deal with the giant demon God.


    If this devil breaks through the prison, they will bear the brunt of the attack, and their lives will be ruined.


    In order to get rid of this demon, Li Wuyou has long cherished the heart of death and vowed to remove this hidden danger for the Taoism and the whole Xuantian immortal domain.


    "Master, what a strong Kendo rule!"


    Yang Xuan praised that the worry free Immortal Emperor at the moment was the real Taoist power. The sword breath of batian Jedi seemed to be able to cut everything and nothing could stop it.