History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1565. Chapter 1530 Chapter 1529.Two Generations of Sword Buddha

The Buddha on the white lotus seat is not like other Buddhist monks with a shining face mask. Instead, he looks like a very ordinary middle-aged monk. His expression is detailed and vivid, full of smoke and red dust.

In his pair of eyes, he did not see the wisdom and perfect enlightenment, all the laws were empty and pure and peaceful, but contained a variety of emotions. At this moment, they showed complex colors, looking at the remains of the immortal ancient sword and the jade cauldron.

What is particularly noticeable about him is the long sword he bears.

Ling Yu’s sword energy rushed into the sky, enveloped the entire Yuquan realm, and even spread to the distant cosmic void.

The bitterness of the sword intent actually seemed to be better than the masterless sinking ancient sword at the moment.

This Buddha is naturally a sword Buddha.

Both Tong Xinlin and Qingzhang Taoist had personally experienced the majesty of the sword Buddha back then, although they could not see the specific image visually, they could also feel the aura of worship that seemed to overwhelm the Yuquan world at that time.

But now, the breath of the sword Buddha gives them a different feeling than it was more than two thousand years ago.

It is not only different from the Asura Dao, which is stubborn, aggressive and aggressive, but also different from the Hell Dao, which is manic, bloodthirsty and charcoal.

The Sword Buddha at this moment makes people not even feel a bit of Zen.

Said that he was like a Taoist Tianzun who enlightened the Tao with a sword, and I was afraid that he would have more of a Buddhist power who had attained the Buddhahood.

“Human Dao…” People who know a little about Sword Buddha unexpectedly have an idea in their hearts.

The Sword Buddha sat on the white lotus, reaching out to capture the suspended immortal ancient sword.

But a huge furry claw came over, and the momentum was almost breaking the sword Buddha’s arm, and he was not allowed to take the sword.

“Why is the demon body of the fighting and defeating Buddha here?” Sword Buddha looked confused, but never retreated.

He still stretched one hand forward, while the other hand pulled out the long sword behind him.

Then, the terrifying brilliance of a meteor shower fell from the sky and pointed towards the huge monster monkey.

“Although the two flowers are gathered on the top, it is not as powerful as the great sage of Qitian in the past.” Sword Buddha said as the sword light had already fallen.

The demon monkey bared his teeth below, and said: “You three flowers gather on top, deceiving yourself and others.”

The demon monkey raised his hands, the golden light in his palms gathered, and it condensed into a wishful golden hoop, which danced like a hot wheel.

While the fierce golden cudgel danced, swept the surrounding wind and clouds, breaking all the sword lights that fell from the sky.

Then, he turned over, still hitting the sword Buddha’s arm to grab the sword.

The sword Buddha stretched out his hand and did not change his movement, but his figure suddenly fluctuated.

At this moment, he seemed to be everywhere.

A sword appeared behind the demon monkey, pointing directly at the back of his heart.

A sword appeared above the heads of Yan Zhaoge and others, as if a punishment had come.

Next to the ancient sword of the sinking immortal, there was a hand flashing, and the ancient sword was caught in an instant.

The sword Buddha that appeared at the same time was all real at this moment, not an illusion.

It is the unique magic of the Da Luo level powerhouse.

“Duh!” Then the demon monkey let out a long roar, and turned his body into the air.

Suddenly, countless monsters and monkeys appeared in the void at the same time!

There are as many swords as there are demon monkeys.

The dazzling vision made Yan Zhaoge and the others feel like they were all in a dream for a while.

Then the next moment, the miracles on both sides disappeared.

In mid-air, there was still a golden-haired great ape, confronting a monk with a sword.

“Great Sage Monkey, you really deserve to be the Great Sage Monkey.” Sword Buddha sighed: “Falling to the Taixu level, but still retains many of the wonders of Da Luo, at least it can be stressful.”

He was no longer sitting on the lotus platform at the moment, but got up and stood on the white lotus, holding a sword in one hand, the gray monk’s clothes being blown by the wind, he looked more like an awe-inspiring swordsman.

Yan Zhaoge appeared on the shoulders of the golden body of the great saint who Panpan transformed: “The sword Buddha is also a sword Buddha, incarnate in the human world, and is still among the best in the Bailian Pure Land.”

The Sword Buddha transforms into the six ways of reincarnation. When in the way of heaven and humanity, the way of asura, and the way of hell, the fighting force is the strongest, while the way of human beings, animals, and hungry ghosts are inferior.

But even so, its strength is still among the best in the outer Da Luo Tianxian.

After all, he had not entered the foreign realm in the past years, before reaching Daluo, as a Sword Bodhisattva, he was also known to exist in the hands of the same level of Buddhism authentic sect.

As a Buddha in the past, how easy it is to be with you?

But unfortunately, he still can’t help Yan Zhaoge’s golden body.

A great sage golden body can press down on an outsider like the Great King of Inspiration for a fat beating. If it weren’t for the barrier of Yuan Tianjie, it would be no problem to kill the Great King of Inspiration.

Fighting and defeating the Buddha can suppress a great sage golden body even if it is injured, because of its own strength.

Although the sword buddha is strong, it is still a foreigner after all. In any case, the strength is no better than the fighting and defeating the buddha.

“Who are you?” Jianfo looked at Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di.

Yan Di was not with Yan Zhaoge, but walked towards the depths of the void intertwined with dark red sword light.

Tai Yi Huayun unfolded, as if echoing something.

Being pierced by the sword Buddha’s gaze, Tai Yi Huayun fluctuated.

But the Great Sage’s golden body shook slightly, the golden light appeared, and the sword Buddha’s eyes were isolated, so that Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di could not feel the cold chill.

Upon seeing this, the sword Buddha frowned, retracted his gaze, and focused on Yan Zhaoge and the Great Sage Golden Body.

“My name is Yan Zhaoge, and that is my father.” Yan Zhaoge replied calmly: “Ancestor Yan Xingtang, and grandmother Di Qinglian.”

Hearing these two names, the thick black eyebrows of the Sword Buddha were even more twisted, and his eyes were cold: “It turns out to be the descendants of Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian. If it weren’t for the two of them, I would not waste thousands of years. .”

His voice is very complicated and contains a bit of admiration and nostalgia, but more of it is irresistible anger and even hatred.

“If it were not for the respected driver, the ancestors and ancestors would not be in trouble.” Yan Zhaoge also said coldly.

The sword Buddha slowly nodded: “Do you want to keep me?”

As far as he could see, there were suddenly black lines, protruding out of the void, like countless air threads.

The black silk threads are intertwined to form a giant net, which gradually covers the void, and the sword intent of the death of living beings is transmitted from it.

The figure of Gao Qingxuan holding the Ancient Slaughter Sword, looming.

“Lanxian…” Sword Buddha’s sight fell on the ancient sword in Gao Qingxuan’s hand, and then looked at the ancient sword that was close at hand but far away at the end of the world, and shook his head: “There is indeed hope of killing me, but, You have no chance today.”

He turned his head and looked into the distance: “If my Central Sao Po Pure Land is not at war with the Immortal Demon, I will enter the realm of the world, and my disciple will come to look for me. After two thousand years, he should have become a Buddha. ”

As if verifying his words, there was a sword light in the distant void!

In the sword light, a white lotus bloomed.

Sitting on top of Bai Lian was a young man, dressed in a cassock, but with long hair draped behind him.

A long sword lay horizontally on the knee of the young man.