His old face was a bit more ferocious and terrifying: "Chen Xiu, you, what do you mean?"
"Old prince, accept the reality. The Great Sui Dynasty is already powerless! In today's Buddhism, eleven rivers and lakes supreme beings are born, how can we stop it? You old man, can you really bear to watch the emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty become a
The loyal dog of Buddhism?" Chen Xiu's words were rather cold and his eyes were indifferent.
"Xiu, you have worked hard and tried your best for the Sui Dynasty! Now, there is no way to save the day! It is not the two of us who can make up for the disaster of the Sui Dynasty! Now, as ministers, as the last loyal ministers of the Sui Dynasty, we
All we can do is give His Majesty a decent home!!"
Bang--
A violent wave of air spread out.
Yang Lin clenched the dragon-prisoning sticks that were as heavy as mountains, with a bit more struggle and hesitation in his eyes!
Yang Guang was not only the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, but also his nephew.
He can't be so cruel!!
But what Chen Xiu said is right!!
This Immortal Killing Sword Formation has almost exhausted the Sui Dynasty’s foundation!!
There are still the last three of the seven divine weapons of protecting the country!!
They really can't stop the eleven Buddhist kings!!
"If the old prince is worried that this is an eternal infamy for being unfaithful and unfilial, it will be infamy for thousands of years. Then, let Xiu bear the responsibility for this sinner." Chen Xiu said indifferently, and there was a surge of lightning between his palms, indigo purple Nine Nether Thunder.
The knife fell into the palm of my hand.
Is the Great Sui Dynasty still coming to an end?
The vicissitudes of life and loneliness of Yang Lin slowly looked back.
What he saw was the incomparably cold Wu Tianzhao, the gloating Li Mi, the grinning Wang Shichong, and the supreme being of Buddhism.
Surrounded by wolves, a situation of destruction!
"call--"
Yang Lin took a deep breath and spoke slowly, speaking in a low voice: "King Wu Cheng, you are right. The Great Sui Dynasty has finally come to an end!! I agree to your request! Your Majesty, you can't stand suffering and you are arrogant by nature!
You, take my place and say sorry to him! I still failed your majesty after all!"
He turned around with great difficulty, stared hard at the Buddhists with his bright red eyes, and said sternly: "The late emperor, since the founding of the country, he has treated Buddhism preferentially! In the more than sixty years of the Sui Dynasty, all the eight thousand temples in the world have been destroyed.
Pay tribute!! Heaven's grace is so great, but you still betrayed the Sui Dynasty and His Majesty!! Today, even if I die, I want you and others to destroy the eternal foundation of Buddhism!!!"
The moment those cold words fell, extreme wind pressure burst out.
Yang Lin was holding the water-fire dragon-prisoning stick, his pale beard and hair fluttering in the wind, and incomparable sacred flames blooming around him!
The eight auras of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and underworld linger around that figure.
The whole body seemed to be made of glass, and the water and fire prison dragons evolved into two ferocious dragons. Amid the extreme wind pressure, the void trembled!!
"Burn, burn the Dharma??"
There was a hint of horror in Li Jiancheng's words.
He doesn't want his life?
"The supreme king of the world, burn the Dharma image!! Yang Lin, this is a death wish, and you have no scruples!!" There was a bit of chill in Li Mi's words, and he said in a trembling voice: "Bite the gold, of course, let's go!! Burn the Dharma image The Supreme Being of the Jianghu, that is equivalent to turning everything into the ultimate power!! This is already able to master the weak power of the Dharma Body!!! What’s more, it is a veteran Supreme Supreme like Yang Lin who has accumulated many years of experience!!"
boom--
The violent aura surged, blue, red, yellow, white, black, green, purple, red, eight colors soared into the sky, straight into the vast Qingming, like misty rain, with a vast and lofty feeling.
A majestic and sacred aura followed the eight-color divine light and came from far away from the nine heavens!
Even without touching it, it was enough to make Wu Tianzhao tremble physically and mentally, vaguely wanting to worship, but unable to resist!
He had felt this power before from King Lanling!
This is the pressure of Dharmakaya!
From the soul, to the depths of the soul, to the extreme oppression on the body!!
Yang Lin slowly raised his hand, and the water-fire prison dragon stick in his hand was like two real dragons, mixed with a sound like shattering the void, and blasted towards the Buddhist Arhat!
The dragon-prisoning rod is extremely heavy, and when struck out, it has the power to distort the void!
At this moment, it seems that all the power of this world is blessed by this dragon prison rod!
Accurate, ruthless, and strangely hit the heart of a Buddhist Supreme!
Boom!
First, a bit of dazzling incandescence emerged, and then it expanded rapidly, and the endless flames seemed to turn into a blazing sun!
The terrifying impact turned into a substantial wind and wave, swallowing up the heaven and earth covering a thousand miles in radius!!
The gentian silver gun in Wu Tianzhao's hand was pushed to the extreme, and he could barely block this extreme wave!!
The wave dissipates.
Within a thousand miles, there is nothing but bare ground!!
The Buddhist soldiers of Buddhism, Chen Xiu's White Jade Heavenly Cavalry, and even the private soldiers of the three major families of Jiangnan Prefecture have all turned into dust.
The glass-like relic rolled to the ground and then quietly shattered!
Li Mi looked at this scene and was trembling!!
In a land thousands of miles away, nearly 400,000 lions were completely wiped out in the aftermath!
"This is the power of the Dharmakaya level!!" Ling Luochuan spoke slowly, with a bit of longing in his eyes: "The Supreme Lord of Jianghu, burning dharma and life, can master the very weak power of the Dharmakaya! Even so, he has completely surpassed me. It’s beyond the scope of seniority!!”
Li Jiancheng's expression completely changed.
The Buddhist protector Arhat, the most powerful person in the world, just lost his life like this?
"I have ten breaths left!!"
The low words sounded, and Yang Lin's figure quietly emerged, as if there was nothing in the space!!
Another dragon-prisoning stick crashed down!!
The earth trembled and the sky and earth changed color.
Endless golden powder spreads out, and blood falls on the ground!!
Li Jiancheng trembled and wiped the blood on his cheek, his eyes were trembling!!
The second one, the supreme Buddhist king, has fallen!!
"I still have seven breaths," Yang Lin's hollow and indifferent words sounded.
Li Jiancheng took a step back in a hurry, his face turned pale.
Now, he can only hope that Li Yuanba can bring out the emperor of the Sui Dynasty.
The palace in the distance exploded!
Li Yuanba, who is holding a pair of drums, urns and golden hammers, has a cruel look on his face!
In front of him was the phoenix-winged gold-plated phoenix surrounded by thunder!
Yuwen Chengdu's mouth was a bit bright red, and there was only calmness in his eyes at this moment.
At this time, Yang Guang was sitting on the dragon chair very calmly.
Snap——
The crisp sound of footsteps sounded.
He looked down and saw that it was his minister - King Wucheng of the Sui Dynasty!
"Chen Xiu, how are you now?" Yang Guang said indifferently.
"All the rebel kings in the world will be killed by the Dharma Formation of the ministers! As for Buddhism, what they hope is to save His Majesty and escort him to the Pure Land!!" Chen Xiu said calmly.
Yang Guang sneered and said slowly and leisurely: "What you said is true, but I don't want to live under others! As for you, what do you mean by coming here alone?"
Chen Xiu showed a strange smile and slowly raised his hands.