History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1823. Chapter 1778 1777. It doesn't matter if the heavens fall!

“Today, it’s not early.” Suo Mingzhang looked at King Peacock Daming: “Wait later, maybe it’s too late.”

Everyone present, except for Suo Mingzhang himself, the one who knew the most about the changes in his divine light was Kong Xuan.

The Buddha in white, sitting on the back of the Golden Peacock King, looked even more solemn at this moment.

“I said, it’s still early.” King Peacock Daming said almost every word.

The overwhelming five-color light keeps falling.

Suo Mingzhang didn’t retreat for half a step, facing the overwhelming power.

He intercepted the mysterious power of the book of heaven, and directly completely emptied the nearby magic atmosphere.

A vacuum zone appeared in Jiuyouli, no matter whether the devilish energy or the creation of all things, nothing existed.

The five-color divine light of King Peacock Daming is everywhere, sweeping everywhere, sweeping everything around it, and everything that comes close, whether people or things, is completely gone.

Only Suo Mingzhang, and a piece of pure land around him, always blocked the surging five-color light.

The seemingly five-colored monstrous flood, as long as it is a little higher, it can break down that invisible dam.

However, this gap cannot be surpassed.

The higher the flood peak, the higher the dam.

Previously, people felt that it was precarious, and the crumbling dyke gradually made people feel that not only was it not dangerous, but was as stable as Mount Tai and insurmountable over time.

In the end, the five-color gleam that once swept across the four directions seemed to continue to forge Mingzhang’s Shutianshu, helping him to continuously improve what he had learned and become stronger and stronger.

The King Peacock has a serious expression, and the five-color light is still prosperous, and it keeps falling off, intending to break Suo Mingzhang’s light.

And Suo Mingzhang did not back down, and headed to the end with King Peacock Daming.

One after another, the five-color light was eliminated, and then more fell.

One after another, the heavenly divine light was brushed off, but there was always more to make up.

A white-clothed Buddha sitting on the back of the Golden Peacock King, a short-haired man with the light and shadow of a dragon on his head.

The two stood facing each other, the distance between them seemed not far away, but it seemed as if they were close to the horizon.

A boundary clearly visible to the naked eye is like a wall standing between the two.

On one side of the wall is the flow of five colors, while the other is shining.

The five-color divine light intercepts the heaven divine light, forming a two-fold world, crushing and colliding with each other, not giving way to each other.

This battle is naturally eye-catching and attracts everyone’s attention.

“The look of the ropeway friend is getting more and more relaxed.” Taiyi said with a heart: “Although it is a fierce attack and a defense at the moment, but if this continues, the ropeway friend will soon have the energy to defend and attack.”

The King Kong is not bad for the Buddha, and the ancient Buddha with the burning lamp recalled the scene when Suo Mingzhang fought against them successively in the past: “Every time I meet, he advances by leaps and bounds. Today, it is only a thousand years before he reaches the realm of Da Luo…”

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern shook his head, reminiscing about it.

Suo Mingzhang blocked the King Peacock, and the others in the Taoist door were not idle.

Nezha once again picked the Burning Lantern Ancient Buddha, and immediately stormed up.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva tried to stop Nezha, but a flower in front of him was blocked by Yang Jian: “Why didn’t the Bodhisattva let them both have a chance to break the cause and effect?”

As Suo Mingzhang said earlier, there was no threat from the Great King Peacock, no Yuncheng Wan Lipeng’s containment, Yang Jian’s speed advantage was very obvious among the crowd on the scene, almost everywhere, and one person could almost take care of the audience.

He not only protects the magic of the Great Master Xuandu who refines Jiuyou, but also protects the magic of the Yan Zhaoge and the rested Feng Yunsheng.

Daojun Lu Jian frowned, his figure flashed, and he landed above the sea of blood, releasing a dark green demon fire, linking the formation pattern of the twelve capital heavenly gods and demons.

He is not going to attack the Great Master of Xuandu at the moment, but instead focuses on his own magic rituals, and wants to compare the speed with the Great Master of Xuandu.

It depends on whether the Great Master Xuandu first refines Jiuyou, or he refines the blood sea formation pattern first.

But Yang Jian kept staring at Lord Lu Nian, and in a flash, he arrived in front of Mr. Lu Nian, and the three-pointed two-edged sword stabbed Mr. Lu Nian into his heart.

Daoist Lu Ya was helpless, and quickly turned Hong escape to give way.

In terms of speed, he actually didn’t suffer much from Yang Jian.

But with Yang Jian’s interference, Lu Ya Daojun couldn’t refine the blood sea formation pattern. He would never entangle Yang Jian by himself and fight for the opportunity for the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern. It would be better to become the Great Master of Xuandu.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned when he looked at the ancient Buddha burning lamp entangled by Nezha.

He wanted to step forward, but he was also blocked by Yang Jian.

“My Buddha is merciful.” The Jizo Bodhisattva babbled the Buddha’s name and manifested his Dharma appearance, which turned into a bloody hell that closely resembled Jiuyou.

An ascetic Buddha sits in hell and suffers all the sufferings of hell, yet he remains pure and pure.

Under the Buddha, a roulette appeared, and it turned to open the cycle of reincarnation.

But it was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s intention to drag Yang Jian into reincarnation.

Even if Yang Jian couldn’t really fall into the reincarnation, he had to restrict his actions so that he could not suppress the audience alone.

When Yang Jian saw this, he laughed, and the Eight or Nine Profound Techniques were useless.

The light and shadow of the golden-winged big peng bird still manifested above his head, and he transformed himself into a huge lion!

The lion actually gave birth to nine heads. At this time, with nine big mouths, they all yelled at the hell and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva below.

Amid the roar of the lion, the gate of reincarnation suddenly closed, and the scene of hell began to dissolve.

Daojun Lu Ya and other big monsters met with strange expressions.

Because the nine lions that Yang Jian has transformed at this moment are clearly the true body of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

The Great Qinghua of the East, that is, the nine lions under the seat of Tianzun Taiyi Rescue the Sufferings roared, opening the blood pool of hell, the gate of reincarnation.

You can also turn it off with the same roar.

Now the real Nine Spirit Yuan Saints are in Chenshan Xinghai, and have not participated in today’s Nine Nether Games.

But it was Yang Jian who changed his head, destroying the magical powers of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Seeing that the gate of reincarnation is about to close, the blood pool of hell is about to collapse, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva silently recites the sutras, his expression unchanged.

The three great Bodhisattvas, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Da Shizhi Bodhisattva, all descended into the blood pool of hell together.

“Brother You Lao, temporarily replace Senior Brother Manjusri.” Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva rushed to the general trend and nodded.

The four great bodhisattvas returned together, and the blood pool of hell changed again.

The cruel scenes of purgatory, such as car crashes, ice, shelling, intestine pumping, oil pans, etc., are once again revealed.

And the coverage of hell expanded rapidly, from bottom to top, rewinding towards Yang Jian.

Nine Serenities and Ten Directions Reincarnation Bodhisattva Dharma Realm!

Although there are images of boundless hell, there are four great bodhisattvas chanting sutras and drawing karma, saving sentient beings, and turning all sufferings into emptiness.

Here, the four Great Bodhisattvas joined forces to dissolve Yang Jian’s eighty-nine profound arts change.

At the same time, Burning Lantern Ancient Buddha, despite the onslaught of Nezha, brazenly raised all the eighteen Ding Haizhu and smashed them on top of Yang Jian’s head!

Yang Jian looked at Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra and smiled: “The two of them look at me with old eyes.”

He stood still, completely ignoring the influence of the Nine Nether and Ten Directions Samsara Bodhisattva’s Dharma Realm, and the eight or nine profound arts unfolded, and his body was extremely powerful, resisting the bombardment of eighteen Ding Hai Zhu!

“Bang bang bang…” With eighteen sounds, Ding Haizhu, who was as heavy as the heavens of good fortune, slammed on Yang Jian’s forehead continuously, without even being able to leave a mark!