History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1828. Chapter 1783 Chapter 1782

At this moment, all the Buddhas of the Western Pure Land Buddhism, such as the Burning Lantern Ancient Buddha, focused their eyes on Yan Zhaoge.

“At this moment, we are under this buddha. Although we are suppressed by the buddha, you don’t seem to be able to hurt us?” Yan Zhaoge’s tone remained unhurried.

He turned his head to look at Feng Yunsheng: “Zhou Jing is in poor health because of the Great Array of the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons, and it is difficult to change in the current situation.”

“Brother Yang Dao, Mr. Suo, King Peacock King, and Dao Jun Lu, they were just before they tried their best to fight against each other. Changes will also weaken and will not increase further.” Yan Zhaoge looked around, and finally Retracted his gaze and looked at the ancient Buddha on the burning lantern again.

“But here, someone is different from them.”

Yan Zhaoge’s hands were in contact with Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye on both sides, and the flowers of God and Qi appeared on the top of his head, and the two flowers gathered on top.

At the same time, an image of chaos loomed in his eyes.

Above him, a group of blurred Qingyun gradually emerged.

Qingyun was vague and confused, like a chaos, the outline of the margins was indistinguishable, as if incomparably small, but also seemingly vast and boundless.

As the Yanzhao Ge Xuangong turned, the Qingyun above his head began to collapse toward the center, gradually turning into the appearance of a Taoist priest.

The figure of the Taoist is looming, as if there is nothing.

The surrounding clouds flowed around, forming a frame vaguely, with Yingluo fragrant clouds all over.

The Taoist was sitting on the frame, and a Qingyun cloud appeared faintly above his head, and there was a golden light in the center of Qingyun.

With the flickering lights, the surrounding chaotic air flow kept undulating.

Yan Zhaoge raised his head and breathed lightly at the Taoist and Qingyun Golden Lantern.

The figure of the Taoist suddenly collapsed again, and the Qingyun Golden Lantern also converged towards the center.

After that, all the sights disappeared, except for one thing, which is hard to describe, describe, and predict.

Past, future, yin and yang, cold and hot, fast and slow, up and down, before and after, always… everything no longer exists, only that point is left, as if the beginning of the beginning and the end of the end.

Everything can start from it, and everything can end because of it.

Those present today are all masters of Taoism.

There are thousands of avenues, and ultimately the same destination by different routes.

Although everyone has never seen the true content of the Wuji Tianshu, they can barely see the truth when they witness the changes in the light and shadow image on the head of Yan Zhaoge and feel the demonstration of his martial arts will.

The manifestation of the image of chaos is the sight of a beginner in learning the Promise Book of Heaven.

That seems to exist or not, the Taoist sitting in the chaos is the external scene of the legendary Yuqing Taoist ancestor Yuan Shi Tianzun manifesting in front of people.

The rumors came from the beginning of Yuan Shi when the Wu-Ji was cultivated.

Later, the Qingyun golden lantern and the agarwood frame appeared, and the external image of Yuanshi Tianzun was more concrete and noble.

But that was not the real appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun, but the projection of Yuanshi Tianzun’s incarnation in the eyes of others.

So the Wuji Book of Heaven continued to practice, climbing to a higher place, and in the end, it returned to the point of no beginning and no end, no precedent and no future, and only then approached the true face of Yuanshi Tianzun.

This Yuqing Taoist ancestor, who symbolizes everything from nothing, is indescribable, indescribable, indescribable, and like nothingness.

The evolution of Yanzhaoge at this moment has reached its ultimate goal, and it is still one step away from completion.

When the last point of Qingyun’s collapse is also gone, and it is difficult for others to visually detect, it is the time when the Promise Book of Heaven is truly consummated.

If there are no special accidents, people can practice the Wuji Tianshu to this point, combine with the latter nine books, and combine the complete Yuanshi tenshu into one, then they can follow the path of Yuanshi Tianzun Daojing and climb into the Daojing, just as Yuanshitian respects the new birth.

It is difficult for others to visually detect and predict. It does not mean that it disappears or disappears, but it is the mysterious realm of non-birth and non-death, and non-nullness.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge’s head is full of wonderful elephants, which clearly indicates that he is only one step away from the completion of the Promise Heavenly Book.

“This should be the sight of the immortal Empress Daluo from the Heavenly Book of the Infinite Practice…” The Antarctic Emperor Changsheng had a complicated gaze.

“The Promise Heavenly Book has such a high level of attainment, it should be a complete whole book! Is it really made by himself?” Guanshiyin Bodhisattva had many thoughts in his heart.

Madam Taiyi frowned: “Does he want to use this to attack Yuan Tianjie? Yuanshi is high, Daocheng has no regrets, and it will be difficult to change other roads after reaching Daluo with the Promise of Heavenly Book…”

And this road was easily blocked by several Dao ancestors, making the cultivator stuck at the Da Luo level, and the Dao realm was hopeless.

Although Zhenren Taiyi had a dark belly, he was extremely optimistic about such an outstanding fellow junior as Yan Zhaoge.

The realm is difficult, but people like Yan Zhaoge shouldn’t just stay in Daluo!

“If you don’t reach the Taoist realm with the Wuji Book of Heaven, can you follow the path of the Sanqing fellow practitioners?” Taiyi’s mind turned around, and his eyes fell on Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye who were sitting side by side with Yan Zhaoge. Body.

Lan Deng Ancient Buddha and others are also watching Yan Zhao Ge.

However, even though the Central Suopobudur would not suppress them, it also prevented them from reaching Yan Zhaoge, Yang Jian, Lu Ya Daojun and others.

At this moment, the Buddhas of the Western Pure Land of Bliss can only stare with breathlessness.

Just like Yan Zhaoge and others, they can only watch the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern refining the blood sea formation pattern.

At present, the ancient Buddha and the others can only watch Yan Zhaoge not hurriedly, step by step.

The thing that seemed to exist or not existed on Yan Zhaoge’s head, which was indescribable, spread and unfolded at this time, turning into a golden lantern of Qingyun, dim and vague.

“Chaos Yuanshi Promise Celebrating Clouds!” The ancient Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and others were in a complicated mood.

The burning lamp ancient Buddha looked down at the sea of blood.

Although the sea of blood continues to weaken, it has not completely dried up.

He has everything ready and only owes the last wind.

However, the former state of mind is now difficult to maintain, and instead is anxious and anxious. I only hope that the three of Amitabha Buddha, Taishang Laojun, and Donghuang Taiyi in the big formation will be faster and faster!

Yan Zhaoge raised his head, looked at the chaotic Yuanshi Wuji Qingyun above his head, and smiled slightly: “Today I see Sanqing, but Yuanshi is missing.”

He let out a sigh of relief, and the Chaos Yuanshi Wuji Qingyun above his head flew to the left and landed on the crystal plate that sealed Nie Jingshen.

The crystal plate disappeared quickly and was dissolved by Qingyun.

Nie Jingshen inside, his body moved slightly, as if he was about to plunge into the blood sea again.

But after being covered by this chaotic Yuanshi Wuji Qingyun, his figure was stable again, sitting cross-legged.

The dark golden sword light on Nie Jingshen’s body has decreased, revealing the appearance of the baby of the innate Yuan fetus, and the chaotic image of the whole body is more dense, echoing the chaotic Yuanshi Wuji Qingyun above his head.

He opened the Niwan Palace, emitting a ray of brilliance, and receiving the golden lantern of Qingyun to fall slowly.

The more the image of Chaos Promise appears, the darker the dark golden sword light becomes.

“I’m in the big Luo Xiaotian, even if the absolute devil is not enough to mention.” Yan Zhaoge’s voice was loud and misty: “So, the Devil of Gengjin, you get out of me.”