high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 153 Chaotic Battle 【Two Chapters In One】

The void was shaking greatly, sparks the size of a human head burst out, red clouds intertwined, and the jade platform on the other side was crumbling.

A fighting Buddha with three faces and six arms is in a wrathful appearance, revealing a dharma body tens of feet high, majestic and majestic.

Fighting Buddha holds a sharp sword, a vajra, a scepter for subjugating demons, a soul-fixing pearl, a mountain, an iron whip and other magical instruments. Countless divine lights fly out from every move.

In the boundless void, each jade platform is far apart, and each contains magic circles, which are extremely strong.

But when the Dou Buddha showed his wrathful appearance, countless yuan qi rioted around him, rolling up and down the small world beside Dou Buddha, like a small boat on the sea of ​​anger.

A stream of light accidentally overflowed from Dou Buddha's hands, smashing the light curtain of the jade platform on his side, and then swept across the endless distance, blasting the other two adjacent jade platforms.

If it weren't for the jade platform formation to move on its own, the four people who were fighting in the two jade platforms would be sent out.

Under this blow, I am afraid that even the bones will not be found.

Amidst the high-pitched singing of the Buddha, the Fighting Buddha is like a wrathful king who subdues demons, about to smash everything that should exist in the world.

"He is from Da Chu."

Bai Shu's eyes were fixed, and he looked at it for a long time. The one who revealed the six-armed wrestling Buddha's appearance was a young man with a fierce face and cold eyes.

Fighting Buddha's form is integrated with his body, and its power is about to break a big leak in the void.

"Destroying the Magical Aro Sutra"——

Regarding this martial art, even Bai Shu, who is far away in Dazheng Zhongli County, has heard this name many times.

There is King Kong in the south and Landa in the north.

Although these two sects are called the Northern and Southern Zen Schools together, they control [-]% of the world's Buddhist veins.

But in Dachu, the border of the southern country, there was also a Buddhist holy place to stay for a short time.

Although it was like a flash in the pan, it quickly disappeared.

But all kinds of traces are engraved on the wet land of this southern country.

Lingyin Temple...

"Destroying All Magic Power Aluo Buddhist Sutra" is the extremely brilliant fighting martial art in Lingyin Temple.

After cultivating the dharma in the martial arts scriptures, every move has the incomparable power to move mountains and fill seas.

According to legend, if you practice to perfection, you can even receive a trace of Aloft's charm from the vast void.

Due to unknown reasons, Lingyin Temple was destroyed, and all the disciples of the holy land were missing.

The royal family of Chu, which was close to the water tower, took over its collection first.

Martial arts, mental methods, classics, secret techniques, supernatural powers...

This "Destroying All Magic Power Aluo Sutra" is one of them.

As for the young man with an unruly face, he can show his supernatural powers in a fair manner, and his identity is obviously self-evident.

The fighting on the jade platform is still going on.

From the treasures held by Dou Buddha, strands of irresistible splendor spread far and wide.

Just the aftermath alone caused great waves in the world.

One after another, the jade platforms were shattered, torn apart by the aftermath of the battle, and then crushed into ashes.

"Keep going!"

The unruly young man laughed wantonly, his face ferocious and terrifying.

He licked the corner of his lips and smiled coldly.

The three-faced and six-armed arms suddenly became one with his figure, and in the bursts of Sanskrit singing, they were no longer separated from each other.

After a while, Fan's singing stopped abruptly.

In the realm where the unruly young man is standing, the splendor is intertwined, suppressing all the countless splendors.

At the moment when the Sanskrit singing disappeared, Maro, who was stepping on the black light, suddenly felt his heart tighten.

His body hair stood up, every inch of his flesh was throbbing uncontrollably, crazily warning.

The black-faced man flew away, a little further away from the Yutai where Dou Zhan was.

His eyes widened, without blinking.

Slowly, amidst the silence, a heavy heartbeat exploded suddenly.

On the thousands of jade platforms, half of the people started to give up and turned their eyes to that place.

If one can figure out a thing or two about such a big battle, it will be of great benefit to their practice.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, after the sound of Zen singing all over the sky, the countless intertwined lights were swept away.

Covered in gorgeous dark gold armor, the ferocious figure with the image of fighting Buddha engraved on his chest lightly raised his head.

Like a dragon coming out of the gate, in an instant, the endless killing business swept across the entire void.

And at this time, the precarious jade platform under the two people's feet was finally completely shattered.

"tell me?"

The dark gold armor slowly spread his hands, and he looked across to the young man in green with white temples, jokingly said:

"Why are you arguing with me?!"

Before the words fell, the dark gold armor suddenly exploded.

In the sky, blocking the line of sight, in the endless shadows of punches being struck out from all directions, mocking laughter resounded heavily.

"You can't compete with my father! Now, you can't compete with me either!"

The body of the dark gold armor is like a dragon snake, moving vigorously through the sky, every blow is accompanied by the wind blowing.

After a few hard blows with the young man with white temples, the brilliance of the armor flowed, and the heavy strength was relieved.

"You've misused this Buddhist weapon."

The handsome man with white temples spoke, his tone was flat, without any waves:

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid I will fall into the devil's way."

"you……"

A low laugh came from the dark gold armor, and suddenly, that laughter turned into a furious hiss again:

"Chu Xun, you are also talking nonsense with me?!"

The figures collided again brazenly, like two meteors from the sky hitting each other fiercely.

After a brief moment of silence, there was a loud bang, rolling through.

"Who is this?"

The black-faced man was completely astonished, he let out a loud shout, and his figure suddenly rose several feet, like a little giant.

But even with such a physique, he was blown far away by the aftermath, as light as nothing.

"I seem to……"

Bai Shu's eyes are thoughtful.

"I know who these two are."

He stretched out his hand to call out, and a five-color sky curtain stretched in front of him like a high wall.

The rolling waves of sound and the aftertaste of magical powers, in front of the five-color high wall, are like mud cows entering the sea, unable to stir up the slightest movement.

"who is it?"

After a long time, the disheveled black-faced man walked over in embarrassment. He looked at the two figures who were fighting, and felt infinite horror in his heart.

At least, hundreds of jade platforms were destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Although there were Qingli Palace disciples who took action, Chi Yu was affected by the disaster, and there were no casualties.

It's just that this kind of scene really shocked Maro.

"The one who revealed the image of fighting Buddha is the young son of the current king of Chu, Chu Xiang."

Bai Shu retracted the five-color curtain, and radiant flames lingered beside him, like a divine pillar anchoring Yuanhai, smoothing down the restless void.

"His biological mother is the third princess of Beiwei."

Bai Shu's eyes were a bit complicated, he looked at the young man with white temples at the place where the battle was fought, and said:

"As for the white-haired one, it should be the former deposed prince, and now the Guangling King Chu Xun."

"Chu Xun?"

Hearing this name, the black-faced man suddenly looked weird. He looked at the two people who were fighting again, but there was something wrong with his eyes.

The current king of Chu is extravagant and licentious, compared to the former king of Zheng State, King Xi, it is even worse than that.

And the story of him marrying his own son and wife also made the rumors of his lust spread throughout the world.

Chu Xiang, who was wearing dark gold armor, and his biological mother, Princess Beiwei, were supposed to be married to Chu Xun.

But she has a beautiful appearance and a natural fragrance. It is often rumored among the people that she is a celestial girl who came to the world.

After the king of Chu disregarded human relations and forced Princess Beiwei to become his concubine, the relationship between the father and son plummeted to freezing point.

First of all, he expelled all the courtiers around Chu Xun with the guilt of being confused by the play of lewd pets and forgetting about the strategy of the army.

Then, on the grounds of absurdity and constant resentment, Chu Xun's crown prince was officially abolished.

The king of Chu married the daughter of Wei, abolished the crown prince Xun, and reprimanded Guangling.

Compared with King Xi's Yi Nei Steaming Mother, this story is not too far-fetched.

"That……"

The black-faced man stretched out his hand and said with some hesitation:

"Then what's the relationship between them now?"

"It should be brother..." Bai Shu shrugged.

He continued to cast his gaze on that battlefield, and at this time, the scope of influence had become wider and wider.

One side after another, the jade platforms were shattered and crushed into powder by a huge force.

Two figures that looked like gods and demons were hunting in their clothes, and the horrific aura was repeatedly pressed down, like a boundless sea capsized, rolling down from the sky to the earth.

"Flying Sword!"

Bai Shu's eyes lit up.

When he saw Chu Xun stretch out his sleeve and make a move, he gave birth to a thunderous sword light, breaking through all kinds of Chu Xiang's fists.

The sword light circled around and fell back into Chu Xun's palm.

Bai Shu could clearly see that it was a flying sword.

The delicate and exquisite sword body is exquisite and flawless. On the sword body, there are two ancient characters of "bazaar" engraved on it.

"Flying sword?"

Chu Xiang's frightened and angry voice sounded, and the dark gold armor carried countless flames towards Chu Xun in an instant.

He pointed to a knife and hit the sword light fiercely, like cutting across a river, breaking up the dazzling sword light.

"So what about the flying sword!"

On the breastplate, the three-faced and six-armed figure of the fighting Buddha glowed with Zen light, intertwined into a cage, trapping the flying sword in it.

Afterwards, the two reached out their hands at the same time and palmed together.

The flames are boiling!

Amidst the sound of exploding the sky, large expanses of substantial sea of ​​light spread in all directions.

"Fun! Interesting!"

A chuckle suddenly sounded, and the young man in the yellow shirt looked delighted, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly:

"Now the sky is cleared!"

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of sunlight flew out of his body, turning into bright lotuses, blooming all over his body.

There was an ancient chanting sound from each light lotus, and the unparalleled coercion caused the jade platform to split apart one after another.

And at the same time that the yellow-shirted boy Mei Zhiwen made a move, several auras were born in the void.

Wind and thunder transformed into a flying snake stretches its body, a large array of killing intent is changing endlessly, double pupils emit chaotic energy, a young man with crystal clear jade skin sits in the void, billowing red clouds wreak havoc endlessly, tumbling erratically...

In an instant, dozens of people sent out energy at the same time, no longer suppressing it.

Under their coercion, countless monks in the void fell down like dumplings.

The jade platform was completely shattered, and there was no one in ten.

This is clearing the field, and it is also an unscrupulous declaration.

Only those who can compete with them can stand in the sky.

The black-faced man's chest felt tight, he opened his mouth, and fell down abruptly.

At the last moment, he heard the creaking sound of his body bones.

If he still forcibly stays in the sky, he is afraid that he will be crushed into a pulp by those dozens of breaths.

"It's really terrifying." Bai Shu narrowed his eyes slightly: "How many opponents like this are there?"

Under the eyes of everyone, Bai Shu's chest shrank, as if she lost a few inches out of thin air.

He opened his mouth, and a divine voice exploded immediately!

Large areas of substantial sea of ​​light, swept by the divine sound, broke open one after another, splashing into bright spots of light.

A vast, golden ocean of boiling blood rose from the head of the lotus flower crown Taoist.

The handsome young Taoist stood under the vast sea with a calm expression on his face. He was facing the dozens of people in the sky from a distance, and his aura crushed each other.

"Who is this?"

The muscular man with his upper chest exposed asked doubtfully, his blood was boiling, and he turned into a pillar soaring to the sky, revealing countless radiance.

He looked at Bai Shu and asked beside him.

"The one who fought with Xu Yong."

Beside him, under the image of flying snake manifested by wind and thunder, someone responded.

"It looks quite white." The muscular man looked at it for a while and commented.

Dozens of air machines crush each other.Collision, each other will not back down.

Some monks tried their best to control the magic weapon and wanted to fly into the sky, but in the middle of the time, they couldn't help the billowing coercion, and suddenly fell down like swatting mosquitoes.

"You're sick!"

In Guanghai, Chu Xiang, who was wearing a dark gold armor, shouted:

"I'm fighting, it's none of your business?"

"Are you scolding me?" asked the man in colorful clothes with eyebrows drawn into his temples.

"What's wrong with scolding you?"

"Then kill you!"

The man in colorful clothes shouted out his background, and slapped Chu Xiang with a palm.

A simple and simple rune in his palm shone with a faint luster, and the moment the man in colorful clothes raised his palm, the world was buzzing.

Chu Xiang didn't take half a step back, and after a sneer, she also raised her palm to meet her.

"Let's fight!"

The muscular man with his chest exposed gave a long laugh, and also punched loudly, striking towards the side of the body that manifested the magic image of the flying snake.

"You must be sick!" Caught off guard, the man was forced to take two steps back, "Why are you hitting me?"

"You are the closest to me."

The muscular man touched his head and smiled foolishly.

One after another, some people couldn't hold back and gradually made moves.

The sky was completely in chaos.

The jade platform, which was originally one of ten, was completely shattered, and there was no more one.

"Mr. Qingli this time." Xu Yong walked to Bai Shu and said with a smile, "It's really bleeding."

"Anyway, there are many treasures in the Dragon Palace." Bai Shu said, "I think the Dragon Lord is not short of this little money."

"I'm thinking."

Looking at the mess in the distance, Bai Shu frowned and said:

"Why did I release the qi machine just now? What does it matter to me if they fight?"

"Then we can't let them suppress it, how embarrassing."

Xu Yong shrugged, looked around, and smiled awkwardly:

"They're all fighting, just the two of us, isn't it a bit awkward?"

Xu Yong tentatively said:

"How about we take two moves?"

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"Lord Dragon."

In the Crystal Palace group held up by the clouds, the old Taoist with white eyebrows said with a smile:

"At this time, let them fight, isn't it too early?"

"Let's fight, let's fight."

On the glazed jade bed, the man in green robe and bamboo crown said lazily:

"It's better to beat out the dog's brains, so I don't have to marry my daughter."

"Uh……"

"At such a young age, my hair has turned so much gray."

Qingli Jun looked at the old man with white eyebrows, his eyes were full of compassion:

"I recommend that you go to double cultivation. It's useless to keep Yuanyang anyway."

"Dragon Lord." The white-browed old man smiled wryly again and again: "You're kidding me again."

But the battle situation was already in full swing, a young man was so angry that he opened his lips and breathed out, and even a little of the cloud that held the Crystal Palace was sucked away by him.

"Tell them not to fight."

Qingli Palace shrugged and said to a maid beside him:

"Whoever wants to do anything again and destroy my Yutai's money, let him pay for it all!"

The maid smiled and flew away to the distance.

After a while, the originally riotous sky suddenly quieted down.

Everyone stood with their hands down, motionless.

"Dragon Lord..."

The white-browed old man just opened his mouth with a smile, and he stopped suddenly after he uttered two words.

At that moment just now, a certain kind of extremely subtle sound suddenly disappeared in a flash.

The old man didn't realize it yet, he just thought it was a trivial matter,

And Qingli Jun's complexion became so fierce that it sank.

(End of this chapter)