Chapter 1111: The sound of the piano, the sound of the Buddha
boom!
Suddenly, the ancestral words turned into an immortal fairy light and crashed into Chu Ge and Lu Buwei!
Whoosh!
Rocks flew, and Lu Buwei drew his sword and rushed out. He used his cultivation crazily, activated his sword energy, and attacked violently.
Rumble!
A series of roars sounded, like spring thunder exploding. The moment they came into contact, the two people exchanged blows hundreds of times. They shot very quickly. With the cultivation level of the reincarnation realm master, they could not see how these two people were.
Those who were fighting could only vaguely see two hazy figures fighting together, and even the fairy light was dispersed.
The two separated.
The ancestral words are like mountains, standing in the sky, staring at Lu Buwei.
Lu Buwei held a sword in his right hand, held a sword flower, and pointed at the opponent.
boom!
Zu Yan launched an even more terrifying offensive. The peaks within a hundred miles were like straw, being uprooted, shattered with rumbles, and compressed into something the size of a fist. It didn't look big, but its weight was extremely terrifying.
, gathered in groups, about a hundred of them, shooting toward Lu Buwei with a roar.
Every move he made was in harmony with heaven and earth, fully demonstrating his power as a saint!
Chu Ge was amazed that this was the true method of a saint. Compared with Rui Qin and Song Hao, they were as small as a witch and not worth mentioning. Chu Ge defeated them and it didn't seem to be something worth showing off, because
Chu Ge has a higher goal to pursue.
His arms were waving, his clothes were rustling, and the ancestral words were activating the power of the great road. Golden light surrounded his body, like a golden dragon surrounding him.
As dense as a shower, small stones condensed from the mountain peaks were thrown towards Lu Buwei. The harsh sound of breaking through the air was like a broken guqin, making an unpleasant sound, but its power should not be underestimated, and the profound meaning contained in it was also
Not surprisingly, Zu Yan used the method of compressing space, which already touched upon the scope of space rules.
"The eighth sword!"
The eighth form of the Nine Swords of Heaven!
The brocade sword clanked and trembled, as if it had transformed into ten thousand long swords, suspended in the air, majestic and powerful, forming a mysterious sword array, with overwhelming killing power. Following Lu Buwei's loud shout, the ten thousand shadow swords burst out in unison.
When it came out, the momentum seemed to destroy the world!
Boom!!!
The two forces collided in the air, causing an eruption like a volcano. A terrifying shock wave swept across everyone, and those with weaker cultivation levels were directly thrown away.
Lu Buwei let out a long roar, and his sword intent surged across thousands of miles. He counterattacked, like a swordsman who descended from the Nine Heavens Tower and traversed the heaven and earth. He displayed his peerless sword skills one after another, and the sword edge split the sky.
Rushing straight towards Zu Yan, the two of them turned into two rays of lightning and fought fiercely.
Lu Buwei is absolutely no match for Zu Wu, but he can fight with Zu Yan!
"Peacock King Sutra of Ming Dynasty!"
Zuyan uttered immortal sounds, and in an instant, mountains and rivers collapsed and rivers flowed backwards.
Whoosh!
His body exploded, and Zu Yan suddenly sat cross-legged in the void. His whole body was emitting colorful light, with a majestic appearance. Behind him, golden Buddhas appeared all over the sky, some were indifferent, some were angry, some were peaceful, or some were angry. Those golden Buddhas seemed to
Become one with Zuyan and perform exactly the same actions as Zuyan!
Zu Yan slapped it with one palm.
In an instant, the golden Buddhas all over the sky simultaneously extended a palm and struck Lu Buwei.
boom!!
The monstrous golden light boiled, boundless, and shattered the earth.
Seeing this scene, everyone looked horrified.
Lu Buwei pointed his sword at the sky, accumulating sword energy, and shouted: "The ninth sword!"
call out!
A ray of sword energy extended straight out from the brocade sword, piercing the sky like a sky pillar, piercing the sky.
Slowly waving the sword, Lu Buwei looked extremely pale, but full of fighting spirit, with a resolute expression and a bit of ferocity, roaring and slashing at the golden Buddha in the sky!
"Let's go!"
Chu Ge whispered to Qing Jia, Yun Yun said, Lu Buwei and Zu Yan were fighting fiercely, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while, and it was difficult for Chu Ge to intervene in their battle.
"Bah!"
A venerable man shouted angrily and sacrificed immortal weapons to suppress Chu Ge. The rest of the monks also attacked Chu Ge. They all knew who the young man in front of them was. This man who seemed to only be in the Nirvana realm had the power to defeat the saint.
With their terrifying combat power, they had no choice but to join forces.
"Do you know who I am?" Chu Ge moved his arm and held the Yitian Sword.
"Saint Son of Qinglian!"
"Now that I know that even a mere venerable person dares to stop me, I am looking for death!" Chu Ge was full of energy and swung his sword.
"You are only one person, and we..."
"Pfft!"
Before the words were spoken, there was blood splattering and wailing resounding. In an instant, three venerables were seriously injured, with broken arms and limbs flying everywhere, and they were dying!
As if Chu Ge was invincible and invincible, he shouted: "Get away!"
Wow!
The monks were trembling and did not dare to come within ten feet of Chu Ge. They could only stare at him from a distance.
Just when Chu Ge and the others were about to escape, an old voice slowly fell.
"A useless struggle."
Zu Ze suddenly appeared, his eyes glowing, forming a golden cage with his eyesight, covering Chu Ge and the three of them. He stared at Chu Ge and said calmly: "Holy Son of Qinglian, go back to the Eastern Region, and don't meddle in other people's business, otherwise
, not even the Green Lotus Holy Land can protect you."
"Are you threatening me?" Chu Ge looked gloomy.
Zu Ze's expression remained unchanged: "Yes, so what? In this world, there are many forces stronger than the Qinglian Holy Land. If I were you, I would stay in the Qinglian Holy Land to practice, and then come out after I am successful in my cultivation. Didn't Xu Jinglin follow me?
What did you say?"
"She is my master. Either we leave together, or you try to trap me?" Chu Ge glanced at Yun Yun, then looked at Zu Ze, his eyes were menacing.
Zuze's old eyes were so deep that it was impossible to detect the depth.
Boom!
The collision between Zu Yan and Lu Buwei came to an end for the time being. The two faced each other, staring at each other eagerly.
Lu Buwei paid some attention to the situation of Chu Ge and others, and couldn't help but feel a sudden thought. If a huge rock fell, the abbot of the Great Leiyin Temple would indeed take action. It was a very powerful emperor, who was extremely famous in the heavens.
, and he, Lu Buwei, is the strongest among them. How can he rescue Qingjia and Yun Yun?
boom!
A flying boat broke through the clouds and approached at great speed.
Xiaozhu and Xian stood in the clouds, and the former shouted: "Boy Chu, we are here!"
Everyone was startled and turned to look.
"roar!"
The little boy jumped down from a height of ten thousand feet, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed the monks, as if he wanted to eat all the eminent monks in the reincarnation realm!
The monks of Daleiyin Temple looked panicked.
"You evil beast! How dare you make a mistake!"
Zuze yelled angrily and slapped the little boy away.
Rumble!
Xiaoyingzhu's huge body flew out upside down, collapsing countless mountains along the way, vomiting blood, and then glared at Zuze angrily, but never dared to move again.
The string falls to the ground.
She walked slowly to Chu Ge's side without saying a word.
Chu Ge clenched his fist and asked in a low voice: "Senior Xian, can you beat him?"
Xian raised his head slightly, as if staring at Zu Ze, and after a while he said softly: "Try, try..."
"Then please." Chu Ge bowed deeply.
Xian sat cross-legged, with a vicissitudes of guqin placed above his knees. His hands gently touched the strings, and he suddenly fiddled with them. He only heard a "clang" sound, and the murderous sound of the piano sounded, as if he was lying drunk.
The generals on the battlefield beat the war drums, full of murderous spirit!
Zu Ze's expression became more and more serious.
He couldn't even see the cultivation level of this mysterious man in black robes!
Not even a single bit of her past can be seen!
Strings are like eternal night, boundless and endless.
Zu Ze knows that this is a powerful opponent!
"Amitabha."
Zuze recited the Buddha's words lightly, and suddenly, the sound of the Buddha filled the air and spread between heaven and earth.
ps: This is Chapter 1111, haha, I wish everyone a happy Double Eleven in advance!