From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

The sky and the earth are shaking, and the endless force shakes the sky and the earth, suppressing all directions.

"What kind of experience is it to make such a blow..."

Shen Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Powerful but heavy, mighty and heavy, only after a long time, a long journey, and an incomparably magnificent life can one strike such a heavy blow.

His life has turned into his strength, and he has reached the point of perfection in the way of practice.

As domineering as the Tianqi Emperor's fist, it is also inferior to this blow. In terms of strength alone, Master Sanzang, a qi refiner, is the best in the past and present, even the great master of martial arts can hardly match.

Aside from emotion, the qi in the body transformed rapidly, the chaos was divided into yin and yang, and the qi sprinted like thunder, speeding up a thousand times and a hundred times, but before Shen Yi could make a move, the inexhaustible force almost shattered the chaotic qi running in his body .

For Shen Yi, making a move is only a matter of a thought, but the general trend is that Shen Yi is not even given the effort of this thought, and the momentum is heavy, suppressing all kinds of energy, the mysterious and dark energy rolling around Shen Yi and his own energy They were all suppressed, as if they had been hit hard.

Fortunately, Shen Yi's thoughts and qi are united, and he can escape instantly even if he is suppressed.

His body suddenly blurred, and afterimages were drawn out, and he was bombarded to the ground with a huge force, and suddenly the yellow sand rolled up and the waves of anger shook thousands of miles.

"Fly back to Cihang."

The afterimage turned into one, and the figure turned into reality. Shen Yi suddenly appeared beside the mage, turning the sea of ​​bitterness with his palm and the evil wave with his mind.

Da Zi Zai Tian Zhang was originally a move against the Buddha, but now it is more integrated with the profound energy of chaos, and the turbulent waves of the sea of ​​suffering are becoming more and more violent. If it wants to exhaust the suffering of the world, it will bring unfathomable and strange unknowns and turn it into a tide of chaos.

However, Master Sanzang did not appear to be in a hurry, and shook the ground with a long stick in his hand, shaking the ground vigorously, and suddenly, the strata changed.

"Long!"

The yellow sand exploded, huge rocks protruded, and the strata were shaken. The huge rocks turned into hills and broke through the ground, blocking the sea of ​​bitterness.

"Boom bang bang-"

The endless wave crashed on the hill, shattering the mountain, and the broken rocks flew for a while, and the bitter waves rolled around, but the monk was unscathed.

'It's not magic, it's power...'

Shen Yi didn't expect that this legendary figure who is a dignified Qi Refiner will ignore his magic skills and only use his pure power to fight against the enemy.

It is not the technique that shakes the ground, but the change of strength. It is not an easy job to be able to turn the rock into a hill and break through the ground with strength.

Even the Grand Master would be difficult to do without the circulation of Gang Qi.

This Buddhist master has no tricks in his way of fighting the enemy, all means are like dust in his heart, they are useless, only the fundamental knowledge, only the power of the essence, is the right way.

During this short fight, Shen Yi already understood the way this monk was doing.

But at this time, behind the shattered mountain, the monk puffed up his chest, a wave of vigor was brewing, and his person had a golden color.

"Om."

The sound of thunder shakes the world, the violent sound wave rolls back the gravel, rushes against the sea of ​​bitterness, and counterattacks Shen Yi with a huge momentum. Endless waves of crazy impact.

"Chaos is invisible."

The body turns into chaos, all power disappears, Shen Yi's body changes, the human form like a dark nebula, the squirming chaos suddenly appears, swallowing all energy and power, the life-threatening Sanskrit can only make waves on the body, but it is difficult to really break through chaos.

He moved his figure, accelerated a thousand times, it was the ultimate speed, the dark light swallowed everything, and he approached the monk in less than a ten-thousandth of a time.

But when approaching the monk, Shen Yi suddenly found that he was pulled by an invisible force, and fell extremely quickly, while the monk suddenly turned his head, his eyes looked at the chaotic figure.

"gravitational!"

The chaotic figure said in a strange exclamation tone.

In this realm of fiction and reality, some rules in reality do not apply. If it is in reality, with Shen Yi's perception, he should be able to see the weirdness around the monk, and he will not realize something is wrong when he is close.

This monk has gravity.

It doesn't borrow the power of the planet's rotation like the humble dog Taoist, but has the same gravitational force as the stars, the gravitational force unique to the huge mass.

His golden body is obviously only a few times heavier than ordinary people, but when he was alive, he had the gravitational force like a star.

This gravitational force slows down Shen Yi, who has the ultimate speed, and pulls Shen Yi to the same speed as himself, and then...

A fist with a golden color appeared and struck horizontally.

The front of the fist is like the center of the universe, constantly expanding in the field of vision, as if occupying the sky and the earth, the huge gravitational force and majestic power can even give people the illusion that the long river of time is suppressed by this fist, and they can only watch helplessly Watch it approach.

"Oh!"

The sound of muffled thunder rises, the air waves spread, the strong wind, sand waves, strong currents, all unrest is wiped out, and the power of inexhaustibility suppresses everything.

In the center of the air wave, a strange and majestic figure stood upright, blocking the punch at a critical moment.

With three faces and six arms, and the seven magic horns on his head twisted into the shape of a crown, Shen Yi suddenly showed the appearance of a magic Buddha, blocked the fist with his palm, and received the blow.

The air of chaos condensed all over the body, and the mysterious light that washed away the heavens and the earth poured into the body like flowing water, and all of them merged into one, transforming into the strongest and strongest earth.

Only in this way can we resist this shocking power.

The three-faced and six-armed Demon Buddha stands on the yellow sand, and his majestic body is also full of power. He is like a peerless demon god, showing the most tyrannical power to resist the opponent's Tathagata golden body.

"This living person is indeed different from the dead golden body. This power is completely beyond reason."

Shen Yi spoke slowly, the three faces shot out the light of chaos at the same time, the right hand in front grabbed the front of the fist, and the fist and palm rubbed against each other, making an ear-piercing sound, and the bones of the hands and arms also made a sound like thunder.

With strength against strength, the strength of the two sides is at a stalemate, and around them, sand and dust are floating and rising from the ground, forming a yellow belt like a star ring around the two.

"Amitabha."

Master Sanzang recited the Buddha's name for the second time, and he seemed to be able to only recite the Buddha's name. At the same time, golden light emerged from his body, and his body, which was sloppy due to the long journey, became pure and holy, just like the Buddha came to the world.

Since the 3000 years of Weizhi School, he is the only monk who has cultivated the Tathagata's dharma and the indestructible body of the Tathagata. He is also the first person after the Buddha to be an enemy of Bo Xun, and he is gradually showing his strength.

He swung his staff, the long staff that was as black as an iron rod was not as solemn as the nine-ringed tin staff, but it was exactly the same when the Sumeru Seal and the Heavenly Dragon Curse were lit.

One is eight, the other is nine, the number of eighty-nine is 72, and the long stick is swung, and the wind pressure is strong.

No, no, no, I struggled to complete the two changes before midnight, but the third change really failed, my shoulders couldn't take it anymore.

Tomorrow, if it doesn't work tomorrow, I will play the xiao on my head, and I will do what I say.