Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 34: The heart is slightly cold

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The true Vairocana, who chose to step into the red dust and walked out of the Prajna Temple, looked calm and peaceful.

Faced with Wenren Cang Yue's funny sound, he just said that the army should put down the butcher knife and let the world go. "

With the sound of this voice, a big bell formed in the yellow sand around him, and every syllable turned into the ringing of this big bell, with a powerful force slamming in Wenren Cang On the scarlet flying sword of the moon.

Countless yellow sand rubbed against the blade, wiping out countless rosy sparks.

"Let go of the world?"

The corner of Wenren Cang Yue’s mouth is slightly raised, and his practitioners of Prajna Temple can say these words, which means that Prajna Temple has also given him a very high evaluation. He is a little proud, but his eyes become more determined. , But it is a slightly ironic question that is not an enemy of this world, does a person like me still have a meaning in this world? "

Between him, the red clouds were released on his flying sword, all the yellow sand and the invisible clock in the sky were all shaken away, the space was as static, everything was suspended in the air.

The holy teacher-level practitioners who are labeled "Holy" are already inconceivable and incomprehensible in the eyes of ordinary practitioners. The confrontation between them is difficult for ordinary practitioners to understand.

It's just that everything is frozen and still at this moment, so everyone in the Tang Tibetan team at the rear can see that Zhen Pilu and Wenren Cangyue are temporarily stalemate.

However, Wenren Cang Yue's cast iron body is still moving forward.

He walked in towards the real Vairocana step by step, and with each step he took, the aura on him became stronger.

Just three steps out, the still space is broken.

All the yellow sand and invisible energy were all rolled back and blown on Shin Pilu.

Only in an instant, the whole body of Zhen Vairus was covered with yellow sand and turned into a sand man. Even the huge Zen stick in his hand was covered by thick yellow sand. It even seems to penetrate.

Wenren Cang Yue continued to move forward.

The cyan shirt on his body has also been made straight by the invisible elementary pressure, and pressed hard as iron. The corners of his clothes and the folds of his clothes even look like sharp blades.

All the faces of the Tang Tibetan team in the distance changed completely.

Wenren Cang Yue’s scarlet flying sword has runes in the runes that can be seen by the naked eye. The entire flying sword is no longer like a weapon in this world. It is not relying on agility at this moment. , But moved forward completely with the power of terror, piercing through everything, and piercing the heart of True Vairocana.

There is no shortage of practitioners in this Tang-Tibet team, and some have seen the flying sword of the saint master, but no one has ever seen it or thought that there can be such a saint master in this world. The concentration of such power in the flying sword can make the power of the flying sword so powerful. Most of them have only heard of Wenren Cangyue’s strength. In the hearts of Tibetans in the Tang Dynasty, the strongest person in the world is naturally a person from Prajna Temple. However, I saw Wenren Cangyue today. , All these inherent ideas in their minds before were all wrong.

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Seeing that the body and the Zen stick in his hand are all suppressed by countless yellow sands, and the flying sword with terrifying power is about to pierce into the heart of the true Vairocana.

At this moment, the golden buddha beads on Shinvihara's chest floated up and began to rotate around his body.

A muffled sound of "click!"

It's just that the tip of the sword has terrifying power in an instant, and within a few inches of space, it doesn't hit one of the golden Buddha beads many times.

This child's fist-sized Buddha beads shook heavily and pressed heavily on the chest of Zhenpilu.

The thick yellow sand shell on Zhenpilu shattered and fell in pieces.

Every yellow sand shell that fell has been pressed tighter and harder than ceramics, and even shone like crystals and gold and iron.

"Dang!"

The golden Zen staff in Zhen Vairus's hand was knocked out, and it hit Wenren Cang Yue's Flying Sword again accurately.

Wenren Cang Yue's brows trembled slightly, but her body was still cast as iron, and her footsteps did not stop at all.

His body seemed to become heavier hundreds of times suddenly, and when he stepped on the ground, when his body straddled a distance of more than ten meters again, the sand between him and the true vila leaped violently. And the power on his flying sword strengthened again.

"Shit!"

A **** light bloomed from the body of True Vairocana.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone in the Tang and Tibetan team in the distance, Wenren Cangyue’s flying sword was cut into the edge of the huge Buddha beads that swirled around Zhen Vairus, and brought out one on Zhen Vairus’s left shoulder. The wound, but the fact is that the battle between the two sides at this moment has exceeded the limit of their reactions. In just a moment, the Buddha beads and the sword body have already hit each other many times, but the final result is that the flying sword has not been shaken. Fly, cut in forcibly.

Blood flew out, but Zhen Vairu's face was still free of sadness and joy. He also began to move forward step by step towards Wenren Cang Yue.

All the yellow sand approaching him was swept away by the shocking power of him, and a huge yellow sand lotus formed outside his body.

Wen Ren Cang Yue's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his footsteps stopped. From the beginning when he walked out of the sand dunes, to the present, his body appeared for the first time like General Wenren who was pressing down with thousands of troops. Paused.

However, his flying sword didn't stop in the slightest.

In a duel of this level between him and Shin Vairus, the passing of everything seemed to be stretched, and every breath seemed to become longer than usual.

This is a scene that is unimaginable without anyone seeing it in person.

The scarlet flying sword has completely turned into thousands of streams of light piercing through the body of the real Vairocana. The blade, the blade, and even the hilt of the sword and the hard and clumsy Buddha beads and sticks keep hitting, and countless gold Mars keeps flocking around the body of Shin Vairus, like lotus cores in a huge sand lotus.

In an instant, there were countless holes in the bronze Zen clothes on Zhen Vairus, and blood constantly seeped from these wounds, turning him into a blood man.

However, the look on Zhen Vairus's face is still very calm and peaceful, still without sorrow or joy, as if incarnate into a stone Buddha, continuing to approach Wenren Cangyue.

Wenren Cang Yue's brows furrowed deeply, he moved, did not move forward, but began to retreat.

For some reason, it was just that he started to retreat at this time, and all the people in the Tang Tibetan team suddenly boiled with enthusiasm, and all of them felt like they couldn't help but shout.

Wenren Cangyue began to retreat, but Zhen Vairus still entered.

Wenren Cang Yue's eyes narrowed slightly. Until this time, he, the born practitioner of Prajna Temple, had preserved some strength before. The opponent's advance at this moment was actually better than his retreat. Even faster.

Only in an instant, Maha Vairoc had already arrived in front of him.

The huge yellow sand lotus wrapped him in.

"Wow!"

The golden Zen staff in Shin Vairoc's hand hit his head.

At this moment, the golden meditation stick in the hands of Zhen Vairus radiated the light of Buddha.

The faint golden Buddha light fills the space between heaven and earth.

All the elders in the Tang-Tibet team in the distance, all trembling in an instant, could not help kneeling on the ground, because decades ago, when the Prajna saint prayed for rain, such The light appeared in the city of Quicksand. This light brought light to all Tibetans in the Tang Dynasty, it was light, hope, and it did not hesitate to pay and sacrifice.

Wenren Cang Yue's eyes narrowed tighter, even his red lips were tightly pressed into a red line.

His body is suppressed at this time, unable to dodge this rod.

But his body is still as solid as iron, and between a low drink, his hands are clamped, but his palms are pressed together, like a Buddha, he actually clamped this stick in In the palm.

The pure Buddha light is like a flame. There was an instant sound on the skin of his palm, and the flesh and blood in his palm was scorched and black and bloody.

"Boom!"

The world outside him and Shin Vairus seemed to be struck by an invisible hammer, and a circle of sand waves rose into the sky, as if a yellow tornado centered on the two of them.

Wenren Cang Yue's face was pale, because all the sand under her feet was shaken into the air, at this moment, he and Zhen Vairus were suspended in the air, "Shit!" His arms and back hurt sharply, and the clothes on his back It also shattered because of his violent bulging of muscles.

"The people in Prajna Temple are so strong that I can't imagine, but you are still not my opponent."

Wenren Cang Yue's **** hands were still holding the Zen stick exuding ten thousand feet of Buddha's light, and the look on his face was still very determined and indifferent, and the cold voice was clearly spit out from his mouth.

"You can kill me, and I can hurt you so much that you can't get out of the blue tomb."

Shin Vairus looked at Wenren Cangyue and said this sentence directly and simply.

Wenren Cang Yue groaned.

In this kind of battle, in this kind of stalemate, he could really ponder, he really pondered, and then he made a decision.

He let go, and his flying sword no longer entangled with the Buddha beads of Shinvihara, and flew into his hand.

A puff of yellow sand exploded from under him, and his whole person went back and sank into the yellow sand. Then his whole person turned around in the air, spraying all the power out of his feet, and His body is like a meteorite, popping out and leaving again and again.

Madhavira did not pursue.

The battle between him and the born practitioner of Prajna Temple ended with his true retreat.

The injury he suffered was much smaller than that of Real Vairoc, but he couldn’t kill Real Vairoc, he failed to kill Gu Xinyin... and the injury he suffered at this moment was much smaller than that of Real Vairoc, but But it is enough to cause a certain degree of influence on his strength, which may cause many unknowable effects on the next things.

So this battle, although it was still very interesting and interesting for him, he was defeated.

He calculated that there were countless possibilities. Even if there was no Gu Xinyin in the team, it was not his failure. He would still have many next methods. However, he did not expect that such a powerful Prajna Temple would be born. The cultivator appeared, causing him to suffer irreparable damage for a while.

Even though his figure when he left at this moment is as powerful as a mountain, even if he is not discouraged, but the battle between him and the world was cast with some unlucky shadows at the beginning, so although he is strong enough to be still I still find this battle interesting and interesting, but my heart is also slightly cold.

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