History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1832. Chapter 1787 1786. Set the sea god orb, return to the door

As if dividing the sky and slashing the sea, Yan Zhaoge tore the general trend in front of him to a sea of white fireworks by the light of the Bodhisattva.

“Before in the realm of Taixu, he combined the various branches of the Three Qings to inherit martial arts, and created a new line of unique learning of his own. There are traces to follow, and he can vaguely see the source.” Under the Central Suopo Buddha, Lu Yadaojun witnessed it. Yan Zhaoge shot, frowning: “Now, I don’t see much clues…”

Yan Zhaoge parted the sky with the flames, stretched out one hand, eating with two fingers standing side by side like a sword, and stabbing towards the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva gave birth to a lotus at his feet, holding him up and backing away.

But Yan Zhaoge was faster. Although the general trend reached the foot of the Bodhisattva, the lotus moved step by step, but he still saw Yan Zhaoge’s fingertip sword light, getting closer and closer to him.

The Bodhisattva has no choice but to put his palms together, condensing the Immeasurable Light Dharma body.

The endless brilliance spread all over the place, and then all shrank to one point.

On the bodhisattva’s chest, white light condenses into a nine-petal lotus platform.

This lotus platform flies forward, facing Yan Zhaoge’s fingertip sword light.

In the Void of Demon Realm, all the lotus platform passed by was burnt through, forming a hollow path.

The immeasurable brilliance is highly condensed and compressed, forming an unimaginable high temperature, which is better than a blazing flame.

The rays of light reject and destroy everything encountered in the ablation. The nine-petal lotus platform combines defensiveness and defensiveness with both offensive and defensive capabilities. It has terrifying power and confronts the sword of Yan Zhaoge.

Compared with this nine-petal lotus platform, the sword light of Yanzhaoge is like a candle in the wind, invisible.

But when the two sides collided, the seemingly weak sword light directly penetrated the nine-petal lotus platform!

The pierced lotus platform was no longer stable, and the boundless brilliance could not continue to gather, and it began to disappear around.

The brilliance shines all over again, but it loses the previous infinite and endless artistic conception. If it disperses, it becomes less.

As the nine-petal lotus platform shattered, the light soon faded.

And the seemingly ordinary sword light stretched like a flame, continuing to stab towards the Bodhisattva.

“My Buddha is merciful.” The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern looked at the edge of exhaustion below, but there was still a sea of blood remaining. He sighed long and uttered the Buddha’s name. He once again sacrificed eighteen Dinghai beads and smashed them toward Yanzhao Ge, with the intention of encircling Wei and saving Zhao. , If you attack the enemy, you will save it, and help the Bodhisattva to get out of the siege.

The five-color light shines on Dinghaizhu, dazzling people’s eyes, and fascinating.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the sky and blew three breaths, and walked over his head with three clear breaths, like a sea of clouds.

Dinghaizhu’s five-color light beams were covered by the clear breath, and they couldn’t immediately shine the Yanzhao song.

The orb that was as heavy as the heavens smashed down, and found Yan Zhaoge to hit it on top of his head.

However, Yan Zhaoge turned a blind eye to this prestigious and powerful treasure.

The sword light flashed at his fingertips, after piercing through the nine-petal lotus platform, he made another sword and continued forward.

The Bodhisattva wanted to escape, but the invincible sword light still pierced his forehead.

The Buddha’s golden body that radiates light and brilliance is like a discouraged leather ball.

Yan Zhaoge withdrew his fingers and withdrew, the general trend of the Bodhisattva’s forehead wounds shed light continuously.

The action of drawing the sword seemed to take away the vitality to the life of the Bodhisattva.

At the same time, Ding Haizhu hit the sky above Yan Zhaoge’s head.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge seemed unable to dodge, but his Niwan Palace opened at this time, and another white gas rose into the sky.

Aroused by this white qi, Yan Zhaoge’s head was in harmony with the three principles of clearness, and the three clearnesses merged into one Qi.

This Qi changes rapidly, forming a canopy covering the head of Yan Zhaoge.

On the top of the canopy, there are many wonderful images, layer after layer, like a pagoda.

At the bottom is chaos, indistinct, unspeakable, it seems there is nothing, it seems like a time when the world is not divided.

The Harmony above opens up, the universe begins, the chaotic ground, water, fire and wind are rushing around, and the congenital scene is turbulent.

Until the innate Five Tais and Five Virtues are manifested, the earth, water, fire and wind are reset, the heavens and the earth are opened up, Tai Chi distinguishes yin and yang, and good fortune begins.

Even after the great vicissitudes, life and all things were nurtured, and thousands of scenes of the world appeared one by one.

Layer after layer, constantly moving upwards, many wonderful phenomena are superimposed on each other.

In the end, good fortune will end, everything will die, and everything will be nothing.

The unspeakable and indescribable point stands on the top of the canopy, looming, like a gem.

But that is not the end, but it seems to be a brand new beginning, evolving and opening up another dimension, and creating changes.

As a result, the cycle is endless, and the wonderful images are endless.

On the edge of the canopy, there is also endless air, like ribbons, hanging down one after another.

Suddenly, the sky fell, the overbearing Ding Haizhu landed on the canopy of Yan Zhaoge’s head, but suddenly there was no sound.

The cosmos on one side shrank and returned to the appearance of a colorful orb, as if it had fallen on the plate, firmly held up by the canopy of Yan Zhaoge.

Upon seeing this, Feng Yunsheng, Peacock King Daming, Yang Jian, and Suo Mingzhang all burst into dazzling expressions.

Daojun Lu Ya, Nezha and the others were shocked.

Facing the front of Yanzhaoge, the burning lamp of the ancient Buddha felt even more intense, and there was a huge wave in the heart of the spirit platform, which was difficult to calm down.

As soon as the canopy appeared on the top of Yan Zhaoge’s head, the ancient Buddha of burning the lantern screamed badly.

He quickly tried to take back Ding Haizhu.

As a result, the Ding Haizhu that fell on the canopy shook and shook, but it was difficult to leave the canopy, as if it were glued to it.

No matter how hard the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern worked, how hard those Ding Haizhu struggled on the canopy, they still could not fly.

“The fate is like this…” The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern looked up to the sky and sighed.

Ding Haizhu, who was attracted by the canopy, had no choice but to abandon it.

This was originally the great power of Shangqing Zhao Gongming, and later fell into the hands of the burning lamp of the ancient Buddha for more than an era of treasure, and now it has finally returned to the hands of the Taoist family.

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern not only gave up Dinghaizhu, but also left above the abyss of blood, taking refuge in the distance.

After struggling to plan for a long time, the Western Pure Land of Bliss finally chose to give up.

Otherwise, without waiting for the ancient Buddhas of the burning lanterns to succeed, all the Buddhas in the Pure Land, including himself, will pass away here today!

Seeing that Yanzhaoge first ascends to Daluo, and his own success is in front of him, the ancient Buddha and a group of Buddhist venerables have moved with three thoughts of greed, hatred, and ignorance, biting their heads against Yanzhaoge.

However, the facts have proved that luck is bad.

Yan Zhaoge has traveled all the way, invincible, sweeping the Buddhas of the Pure Land!

The ancient Buddha and others were awakened, and they made a decisive decision to retreat.

If nothing happened, Yanzhao Ge walked to the top of the sea of blood step by step, and glanced down at the large array of blood sea below. Numerous “swastika” character patterns emerged from his own.

He swiped the air down his palm, and the pure gold and pure Buddha seal runes disappeared.

“Master Yan Shi’s cultivation base is shocking to the world, and I will admire it.” The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern sighed: “It’s just that you have first ascended to Da Luo. Although your strength is strong, you are still far from the realm. You are walking on a road that has never been seen before. Today’s Nine Serenities are not suitable for you, but you don’t know whether you will eventually complete the Daoist Xuantu or the Antarctic Daoist?”