Under the dark sky, Bai Shu suddenly shouted loudly, spread out his fingers, and struck out a series of mysterious seals.
Infinite rays of sunlight burst out from his body, wisps of which penetrated the rolling clouds and spread across endless rivers and mountains.
Infinite light, infinite life!
Baizhu Jizhang's five fingers snapped together, and in an instant, a perfect and bright sun broke through the sky, rising fiercely in front of him and radiating for dozens of miles.
The rivers and mountains that had just been repaired by Ranjue turned red and hot as soon as the sun rose in the sky, and in just a few breaths, were burned into a handful of ashes again and lost their form.
"town!"
Bai Shu stepped on the rainbow light, moved into the void in an instant, and stepped in front of Ran Di who was surrounded by a sword formation and was in a terrible state.
Sword array.
The three small swords were floating silently in the air, without form or stability.
This is a vast and boundless realm, formed by a sword formation of three flying swords, opening up from the void.
The billowing sword light stirred for miles, and long rainbows fell down, as if they were going to chop this small world into pieces, reshape Yin and Yang, and recreate the universe.
The Twelve Sword Formations of Life and Death in Two Realms!
Baizhu Shengsheng received a mountain and river punch from Ran Di, and then he seized this fleeting opportunity and formed a sword formation with flying swords to lock Ran Di into a trap.
Formless, formless, colorless.
This is a fierce and cruel sword-killing technique. Even though Randi had Bolong Hidden Consciousness close to her, she was cut off by the sword light several times. It was extremely dangerous!
Ran Di held the magic sword in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he cut out dense sword energy from the blade, which was as clear as autumn water. He fought against the surging sword intent and made a rumble in the sky, as if it would explode at any time.
Suddenly, his expression became solemn and he was about to turn around.
Shockingly.
The bright sun was imprinted on his heart!
Infinite heat exploded, and the brilliant sunlight boiled the clouds, making it brilliant!
Ran Di stumbled a few steps, vomited heavily and produced blood, and his body was charred and black.
He shouted wildly and slashed hard with his sacrificial sword. Baizhu, who had just successfully attacked, moved out of the sword formation early and disappeared.
As soon as the bright sword light and the cold sword energy touched, there was an endless sound of fighting, rumbling across the inner and outer spaces of the sword formation, making the trees rustle.
Sword array...
Ran Di, who transformed into a stream of light and kept dodging the incoming sword energy, sighed, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
By accident, he was trapped in the sword formation.
Now, I can't escape...
The Dacheng Tuojiaxiang has an unparalleled physical body, which is supposed to be Randi's strength.
But now that he is locked in the sword formation, this flawless body that could move mountains and reclaim seas cannot display half of its capabilities.
The endless sword energy spurts out, and the murderous intent spreads across the world, as if there is no end. Not only this, but also worrying about Bai Shu's sudden sneak attack from outside the sword formation.
After thinking about this, Ran Di made a decision in her heart.
He let out a clear whistle, straightened his sword, and drew a circle of ten feet in diameter.
It's like opening up Yin and Yang to create new things. The area around the knife circle is pure and natural, and there is no trace of noise.
"It won't be interesting if we continue to fight."
In the circle of knives, Ran Di shouted in a deep voice:
"Junior brother, let's decide the outcome with one strike!"
There was a long silence, when the circle of swords was already crumbling and Randi thought there would be no answer.
A chuckle sounded slowly.
"Okay." Baizhu said.
"good!"
Ran Di gave a long laugh, thought silently for a moment, and then raised his head.
No longer hesitating, Randi flicked the magic knife in his hand, and slowly swung it out with both arms.
He seemed to be waving a mountain, or like he was carrying a divine pillar that reached the sky. It was so heavy and towering that there was even a trace of sweat on his forehead.
But what he had in his hand was just a long and narrow knife.
"Junior brother, if you block it, you will win."
Although the voice was light, it carried incomparable heaviness, like a majestic divine mountain rising slowly between his words.
One inch.
Two inches.
Three inches.
Zhizhi——zhizhi——
The three flying swords trembled slightly, but they could no longer withstand the heavy force. They were cut open by the ferocious and overbearing sword intent and collapsed!
The twelve sword formations of life and death in the two realms are broken!
When Randi raised the magic knife to his eyebrows, the reinforced scroll world was already in chaos!
The waves of the world are rolling, the mountains and rivers are broken inside and outside, and the angry screams and wails of the demons are manifested into a huge oil pot hell, surrounded by Ranyi who is slowly swinging a knife.
At this moment, the precious light on Randi's body is pure, and with a smile on his face, he is like the supreme Buddha who wields a sword to cut off the sufferings of all sentient beings, and allows them to achieve eternal bliss.
The third form of the Prajna Knife—Blissful Hell!
The void was majestically divided by the tip of the knife. A long knife exuding infinite evil and infinite solemnity crossed the sky and slashed down heavily towards the Baishu Niwan Palace!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Save! Save! Save!
Countless voices suddenly sounded in Baizhu's ears, like the wails of hell and the Zen chants of the Pure Land.
"Good knife!"
Bai Shu sighed in admiration, with golden light in his eyes. He suddenly released his five fingers and changed his handprints again.
In an instant, in just the blink of an eye, Bai Zhu made thousands of seals in his hand, and the heaven and earth roared with endless shock. However, the moment his hand seals stopped, all the sounds stopped abruptly.
Mutually!
No form!
At this moment, the sky is bright!
In the astonished eyes of the monks, Baizhu's figure continued to transform, sometimes he was a majestic angry-faced dragon king, sometimes he was a pure ancient bodhi tree, birds and beasts, utensils, alchemy tripods, men and women, and all sentient beings!
At this moment, all the monks saw a huge ancient seal suddenly jump out from between heaven and earth, cut open the scroll, and was slowly pushed by all the ruthless beings in the world, hitting the tip of the long knife.
The moment the ancient seal appeared, the world of the picture scroll was shattered into pieces. The spiritual energy in the outside world and within a hundred miles was instantly exhausted, and was sucked away by the phaseless seal.
One seal.
One seal explains the absence of form!
For a thousandth of an instant, the monks who could see this change clearly held their breath and waited intently.
The first-grade Vajra phase has an innate body without leakage.
After all, who is strong and who is weak?
The void was instantly exploded, layers of cracks collapsed, and the world was filled with howling ghosts and ghosts, and the sky was dim and the earth was dark.
The long sword and the ancient seal collided violently!
Bang!
There was a crisp sound, like the sound of two jade bracelets tapping gently.
The sky was instantly dark, and you couldn't see your fingers if you stretched out your hand, just like the sun was covered by someone's palm, without any light.
When you open your eyes again and can see things clearly.
On Qing Ming.
The old monk was seen smiling. He held the tip of the long knife with one hand, and held Baizhu's fist with the other hand. On the left and right sides of the old monk, there were Baizhu and Randi with equally astonished expressions.
"Abbot?!"
Below, someone screamed in surprise.
"Keep the fight going, and you will start to get real fire. Two Buddhas fighting among themselves, what a joke!" The abbot smiled slightly:
"A guest is coming, Xu Ming, go and tidy up quickly and get ready to welcome the guests with me."
"We have a guest?" Baizhu frowned slightly and stretched out his fist: "I wonder who it is?"
"Ran Qing has brought fellow Taoists from Taiwei Mountain here to congratulate you on your Dharma conference."
"..." Baizhu's heart skipped a beat.
"Go and freshen up." The abbot patted Baizhu, who was stunned: "Donor Pei He is here too."
