"So... Who is that?" Looking at the golden shadow behind Ye Chen, people below all showed a startled look.
"Chen Zhan." The old man, the emperor to be, looked up at the sky night with awe in his eyes.
"So... That''s Chen Zhan?" There was an uproar.
Chen war, the great saint body, reputation is not weak emperor.
Since ancient times, his myth, which has been passed down from generation to generation, is an epoch-making Dacheng holy body, which has been a great power to the world.
His death, so far, is a pity. He is as powerful as the emperor, but he died in a ridiculous scuffle.
"It''s Chen Zhan''s will that has been invited. It''s a daunting thing for future generations." The old man, the emperor to be, was in a trance.
"Sakyamuni invited the golden body of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and ye Chen produced the holy shadow of Chen battle. This battle is interesting."
"One is the great emperor, and the other is the Mahatma."
"Dacheng holy body vs. Buddha, is this war a cross era one?"
Some people murmured, looked up at the empty sky, and sighed.
When Buddha was alive, there was no Mahatma at that time.
When Chen Zhan was alive, there was no emperor at that time.
Now the two wills meet in this form, which is to make up for the regret of the two supreme beings.
Those who watched the war, all polished their eyes and looked up to the sky.
It''s an honor not to witness the confrontation between the great emperor and Dacheng holy body, but to see their will to fight.
They should thank Ye Chen and Sakyamuni, but for them, they would not have seen this cross era struggle.
Empty sky, roaring constantly, the world is also turbulent.
One Buddha, one holy body, one great Buddha and one great holy body, stand in the void, opposite to each other.
This time, it''s a two-on-two lineup. Whoever wins or loses, it''s going to be a good word and will be remembered forever.
Oh!
However, Sakyamuni sighed and pinched the Buddhist fingerprints.
"Do you sigh for the common people or for the dead?" Ye Chen faint a voice, "if for the dead, it is unnecessary, they do not need your mercy."
Words fall, ye Chen also pinched the seal, exclusive holy body seal.
The Buddha raised his hand, and all sentient beings converged on his palm, integrated with the law of the emperor''s Taoism, and interwoven with the Buddhist Zen Art, forming a character in his palm.
At the same time, Chen Zhan also raised his hand. The bright golden fist clenched the heaven and earth, and Taiji transformed heaven and earth into four images, evolved into eight wasteland, interwoven with all things, and then all things were integrated into the golden boxing. There was ancient seal script circulation between palms and fingers, as well as the blessing of Wu Shangdao.
Under the attention of the public, the Buddha seal is infinitely close to the golden fist.
Who is weak or strong, the people below can''t blink their eyes.
This moment, the wind of heaven and earth, stagnated gently, flying leaves, fixed in the air, the void space solidified, the years and time seemed to be static.
All, in this moment, turned into eternity, only to witness the confrontation between the two supreme beings.
The palms and fists collided, but there was no startling roar.
At the point where the palms and fists collided, there were golden ripples spreading, extending to the four seas and eight wastelands.
Through the place, the virtual sky collapsed, the earth split, mountains, were razed to the ground, a river, turned into red soil, a piece of Cangyuan.
The blow of Dacheng holy body and Buddha''s peak destroyed the heaven and earth, and all the light in the world was dim.
Even the forbidden area of forgetting the river, there are waves.
"It''s amazing that the two little children met in this era in this state." Meng Po smiles and gently brushes her hands to smooth the waves.
Forget Sichuan forbidden area, instantly fell into the general silence of death.
If you look at the empty sky again, the golden body of the Buddha and the Golden Shadow of the battle of the holy body and the holy body of the Great Buddha are also slowly dissipated with one strike, and their souls return to the heaven and earth.
What can be seen is that before they left, both of them showed ancient respect for each other.
That is the recognition of a Dacheng holy body by a great emperor, as well as the respect of a great emperor by a Dacheng holy body, and the peak of a Dacheng holy body cherishes each other.
They, a draw, no one can beat who.
They are gone, but the world is silent.
Everyone looked up in a daze. The cross era struggle between the emperor and Dacheng holy body was a draw.
At this moment, no one dares to question the myth that Dacheng holy body is equal to the great emperor, and no one dares to underestimate the majesty of the great emperor. All of them are the peak of Tao, and no one is weak.
Xutian, Sakya vomited blood, ye Chen also vomited blood.
Sakyamuni''s body split, and the whole Buddha''s light instantly annihilated most of them, and even the power of all living beings was silent.
Ye Chensheng''s body also burst, the golden light of the whole body was dimmed a lot, and the blood sea of evil spirits on his feet returned to peace, and tyranny and bloodthirsty retreated one after another.
"Not yet." Ye Chen suddenly fixed his body and remolded his holy body. His eyes flashed and his fighting spirit was high.
Sakyamuni still sighs, but the Buddha''s palm reaches to the Lingshan mountain.
Then, a Buddha light flew out and fell into his hands.
If you look carefully, you will know that the Buddha light is a pestle for subduing demons. It is full of Buddhist scriptures, and the laws of the emperor are flying."My God! Extremely... Extremely Dao emperor soldiers. " Under the sky, there were shouts of surprise, as if they all recognized what it was.
The emperor''s weapon subdues the devil pestle, the supreme supreme supreme Buddha of Buddhism, is held in the hands of Sakyamuni, which makes him dye the Diwei, like a dazzling God, which is awe inspiring.
"The former is the will of the Buddha, and the later is the emperor''s soldiers of the Buddhist family. The supreme one is actually forced to play the trump card." The sound of sighing, tongue smacking, eyes full of shock.
"Ye Chen is so strong that it''s against the sky!"
"What are you going to do this time?" The old man was whispering to the emperor, looking at Ye Chen quietly, worried.
"If the emperor destroys heaven and earth, ye Chen will be suppressed."
"Even if he is defeated, he will be arrogant enough." Too many old monks took a hard breath.
"There''s no end to the sea of suffering. It''s time to look back." The word of Sakyamuni is solemn and solemn, like the sound of the Hongzhong and Dalu. It rings through the sky with the mercy of Buddha and the majesty of the emperor to be.
"Put away your compassion. If you don''t know what the world is, don''t talk to me about the bitter sea." Ye Chen faint a sound, sound such as eternal thunder, moving trembling sky.
Facing Sakyamuni, who was holding the emperor''s soldiers, he was still fearless. Some of them were just immortal belief and invincible fighting spirit.
He rushed over, bathed in holy blood, like an apocalyptic God of war, to hit the pinnacle of life.
He didn''t have magic weapons to assist him in the battle, but he only had flesh and blood golden fist. One fist combined the principles of Tao, the power of holy bone, the power of blood, the origin of holy body, the power of reincarnation, and thousands of kinds of supernatural powers. Many of them were integrated into one fist.
"He... What is he going to do? Is he going to use his bare hands to fight against the emperor''s soldiers?" The four sides were in a state of uproar, and what they saw was the prominence of their eyes.
Jidao Dibing, how exist, the emperor''s life of the emperor''s tools, how powerful, destroy the sky and destroy the earth!
This level of equipment, only the same level of emperor soldiers against, who dare to use flesh and blood hard regret.
Ye Chen''s action, startled the world, waved the golden fist, to fight with the emperor''s soldiers, fight out the brilliant sky and earth.
It is also an eternal moment that the emperor''s magic subduing pestle is infinitely close to the holy body.
Who is stronger than all men.
For some reason, they believed that the unyielding man could beat back the great Taoist soldiers of Buddhism with their bare hands.
The emperor''s magic subduing pestle collided with the holy body golden fist.
The empty sky, suddenly collapsed, became pitch black, lightning and thunder, stars in which died.
Ye Chensheng''s fist was broken, and the domineering saint''s body was also exploded. Blood and bone interweaved, collapsing all over the sky.
The Buddha''s body was stained with blood and his bones were broken.
Ye Chen did it. He was not a great holy body in ancient times. He even took over the emperor''s troops with his bare hands, which was not inferior to the reputation of his ancestors.
"I''m so sorry that I beat back the emperor''s soldiers." Everyone was shocked. Both the war watchers and the Ten Thousand Buddhas in Lingshan were shocked in this moment.
"The holy body of the ancient wasteland is invincible at the same level, shoulder to shoulder with the emperor. Today, it has composed another immortal myth."
"It''s an admirable vein." The old friars were excited and fearsome, and the holy body was even more awe inspiring.
"This... It''s impossible." On the top of the mountain, the face of the Impatiens has turned pale, and there is the false gesture of seeing through the world, pedaling backward, full of panic.
"Impatiens, take your life." Ye Chen roars and shakes the sky. While Sakyamuni flies, he drags his blood to the holy body and pours to Lingshan to capture the Impatiens alive.
"Sacrificial array." Ten Thousand Buddhas drink together. They are all kneeling on the ground, pinching Buddhist seals and reciting scriptures.
Then, a golden Buddha of ten thousand feet was revealed, covering the whole Lingshan mountain, which was the guardian border of Buddhism.