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Chapter 121: Thunder Comes, Washan Tianbeng

The light of the sword gave the Dao and Demon Sects a chilling feeling as they walked around the world. The sword turned half of the world constructed with the words of the Buddha in the first lecture hall into nothingness.

But when the tip of the sword touched the forehead of the lecturer, the sword's light and the edge that could cut the void suddenly disintegrated.

This is the Buddha Realm where the first lecturer is, so any vitality of heaven and earth here should obey his will. The sword's sharp edge comes from heaven and earth, and the Buddha Realm in front of him is the strongest place, and his control is the most absolute.

, so it’s reasonable for the edge to dissipate.

"Ding!"

There was a harsh sound of gold and iron intersecting, and when the Broken Jade Sword touched the forehead of the lecturer, it seemed to have encountered a wall made entirely of fine iron and stopped for a moment.

But there was a white hand on the hilt of the sword, and the boy's white clothes were still floating, so the sword continued to stab forward after a moment.

The long and straight sword began to bend, and as it curved, white spots appeared where the tip of the sword touched the forehead of the lecturer.

The leader of the lecturer seemed to feel pain, and his long white eyebrows were furrowed.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his lips that had been closed since the sword light cut off the Buddha's words moved again, and at the same time, a sound like thunder came out.

"retreat!"

As the sound of the Buddha floats, the breath of heaven and earth that permeates the Washan Mountain flows instantly, and the strong wind involuntarily turns the green grass into grass clippings, and then rolls up the boxwood trees all over the mountain.

"disease!"

An invisible but powerful thought condensed, the Broken Jade Sword straightened, and Ye Chao's arm holding the sword became bent.

"lonely!"

It seemed like thousands of thunders sounded at the same time, and the breath of heaven and earth condensed in Washan turned into the purest Buddha's light. Then the Buddha's light turned into countless angry-eyed Vajras with ferocious expressions. They chanted the Buddha's name in unison, matching the sound of thunder.

Invisible majesty descended on Washan Mountain. The thick walls of Lanke Temple fell into ruins just the moment they were touched. Spider web-like cracks appeared on the hard blue brick floor. Gradually, it seemed that it could not withstand the pressure and became stronger.

Turned into blue dust.

The majesty continued to press down, and the cyan dust began to stir up and turned into a choking cyan dust mist, and then the exposed black and gray ground continued to sink and crack.



Ye Chao didn't know when he retracted the broken jade sword that stabbed the old monk, and he didn't know when his figure retreated to the place where the sword was drawn.

The white brocade hairband that bound her hair had long been torn to pieces by that majesty, and her black hair was dancing wildly with the mad breath generated by the conflict between her own sword intent and the "Silent" formula.

When Liu Bai was in the Five Realms, he could understand that it is better to manage the ground one foot in front of him than to move the sword ten thousand miles. However, the first lecture hall had broken through the Five Realms decades ago, so how could he not understand that the ground one foot in front of him was

importance.

Therefore, the place one foot in front of him was the most solid place in his Buddhist world, so Ye Chao did not stop any longer after not piercing his forehead.

A distant bell rang out, as if it came from the eighteen bronze bells on the broken tile mountain, and also seemed to come from behind the angry-eyed Vajras above the nine heavens, and it seemed to come from the mouth of the leader of the lecturer.

outgoing.

I saw the vitality of heaven and earth condensing and compressing at an unimaginable speed, the strong winds instantly converging, and those angry-eyed Vajras hovering above the nine heavens seemed to be reincarnated from nothingness.

"Destroy!"

The immeasurable Buddha's light in the Buddha Realm instantly turned into a torrent. If the Milky Way, which is countless tens of thousands of feet wide, collapses, it will carry the angry-eyed Vajra from the sky and fall towards Ye Chao.

There was a hint of coldness in Ye Chao's eyes, and the loose white clothes and black hair behind his back were swaying like wickers in the strong wind.

Suddenly, he took a step forward and landed. Countless green dust stirred up on the ground, but at this moment, a crack appeared in the blue sky, as if it was cracked by some strange force from outside.

tear apart.

In the second step, the crack grows longer like a black bridge across the sky.

In the third step, countless dark clouds gush out from the cracks.

In the fourth step, the dark clouds become larger, and there is a faint thunder pool brewing in it...

In the seventh step, black clouds occupied half of the sky, and endless thunder was brewing in them, just like the night north of Tianqi Mountain.



The torrent came like a mountain and river toppling over. Except for the main hall of Lanke Temple, all the tangible things in the mountain were torn to pieces by the mad breath contained in it.

Pure golden immeasurable Buddha light will light up the Buddhist world that has turned dark due to the arrival of black clouds. It is also because of the black clouds that the expressions of those angry-eyed Vajras appear extremely clear at this moment.

Ye Chao raised his sword and pointed at the sky, a thick thunder pool emerged from the center of the black clouds, and the thunder flowers spread towards the edges of the black clouds, suddenly reflecting the sky into purple.

Looking at the torrent, Ye Chao raised his sword and struck!

"Boom!"

Real thunder resounded on Washan Mountain, the thunder pool tilted, and tens of thousands of thunderbolts as thick as buckets surged into a torrent that resembled ocean waves in an instant.

As soon as the two parties met, the space seemed unable to withstand the power and instantly turned into a void filled with pitch black. But soon, the pitch black void was submerged by thunder or torrent.

Once upon a time, not even the fragmented void could conceal the great power of a practitioner?

The sky in Washan seems to have collapsed, and Washan, which is nearly ten thousand feet in radius, seems to be sinking.

At this moment, Tang and Ye Su, who had escaped from Washan, seemed to understand why some people were reluctant to break through the five realms, and why the master, the temple master, and the chief lecturer had to agree not to take action in the world.



The main hall of Lanke Temple is crumbling under the void filled with torrents and thunder, like an eagle traveling in the storm, and it seems that it will be torn apart by the ruthless storm in the next second.

As a matter of fact, all the side halls and houses of Lanke Temple were shattered, and the Buddha statue on the top of Washan Mountain was also shattered. Logically speaking, this main hall cannot be spared, but the problem is that it has not been destroyed by the mighty power of the mountain.

torn into pieces.

If anyone dares to stand on the tile mountain and watch at this time, they can see that half of the main hall is covered with a very light golden mist, while the other half is wrapped by two cicada wings.

In the hall, some people were looking out through the windows with fearful faces, some were holding their heads in the corner and shivering, and some even fainted as if they were frightened by the terror of the outside world.

Mo Shanshan's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and his hands were tightly holding a piece of talisman paper folded into stones.

Jun Mo sat next to Ning Que, took off the wine bag from his waist, and kept pouring strong liquor into his mouth. He rarely drank in front of others, but now that he drank, it showed his feelings

Messy.

Sang Sang's face covered with black blood stains was cleaned by Ning Que, and her little eyes that regained some of their energy stared at the dome of the hall, as if they could see the immeasurable power colliding outside the hall.

"The young master used to tell me that the twelfth senior brother was very strong. I also thought that the twelfth senior brother would be very strong, but I didn't expect that he would be so much stronger than the master."

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