History’s Strongest Senior Brother

"Today, it's not too early." Suo Mingzhang gazed at Peacock King Ming: "Wait later, maybe it's late."

Everyone present, apart from Suo Mingzhang himself, was the one who knew the most about the change of his divine light. It was Kong Xuan.

The Buddha in white sitting on the back of the Golden Peacock has a more solemn look at this moment.

"I said, it's still early." Peacock King Ming said almost word by word.

The overwhelming five-color divine light kept falling.

Suo Mingzhang did not retreat in half a step, facing his monstrous power directly.

Where the magic of the power of the Heaven-Cut Book is, he directly emptied the nearby magic atmosphere.

There is a vacuum zone in Jiu Youli. No matter whether it is magic energy or all things, nothing exists.

Peacock King Ming's five-colored divine light is everywhere, sweeping all directions, sweeping everything around, and all those who are close, regardless of people or things, are completely gone.

Only Suo Mingzhang, and a pure land around him, always blocked the surging five-colored divine light from the outside.

The seemingly five-color monstrous flood, as long as it is a little higher, can destroy that invisible dam.

But this gap has never been surpassed.

The higher the flood peak, the higher the dam.

Previously, people thought that the crumbling dykes, as time passed, made people feel gradually, not only not dangerous, but also as stable as Mount Tai, insurmountable.

In the end, the five-color divine light that once swept the four sides seemed to be constantly cultivating Mingzhang's Book of Heaven, helping him to continuously improve what he had learned, becoming stronger and stronger.

King Peacock Daming has a serious expression, and the five-colored divine light is still prosperous.

And Suo Mingzhang did not give up, and he met with Peacock Daming King.

One after another, the five-color divine light was eliminated, and then more fell.

One after another, the Divine Light was brushed off, but there was always more to make up.

A white Buddha sitting on the back of the Golden Peacock King, a short-haired man with Yan Longguang above his head.

The two stood face-to-face, and the distance between them seemed not far away, but they seemed to be close to the horizon.

A border clearly visible to the naked eye is like a wall standing between the two.

On one side of the wall is the flow of five colors, and on the other side is shining.

The five-color divine light and the celestial divine light constitute a double world, crushing each other and colliding with each other, not giving in to each other.

This war has attracted everyone's attention naturally.

"The ropeway friend's expression is more and more relaxed." Taiyi real people said: "Although it is a fierce attack and a defense right now, but if you continue like this, the ropeway friend will soon have the ability to defend against it."

The King Buddha is not bad, the ancient Buddha burning the lamp recalled the scene when So Mingzhang had dealt with them in the past: "Every time I met, I made great progress. Today, it is not more than a thousand years before he reaches Daluo Realm ..."

The ancient Buddha shook his head and shook his head.

Suo Mingzhang blocked Peacock King Ming, and the others were not idle.

Nezha once again picked up the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp, and stormed up immediately.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva tried to block Nezha, but a flower in front of him was blocked by Yang Jian: "Why didn't the Bodhisattva let them both have a chance to break the cause and effect?"

As Suo Mingzhang said before, without the threat of Peacock King Ming and Yunpin Wanlipeng's containment, Yang Jian's speed advantage is very obvious among the people on the scene, almost everywhere, and one person can almost take care of the audience.

He not only protects the Master Xuandu Master who refines the Nine Nether, but also protects Yan Zhaoge and the recuperating Feng Yunsheng.

Land pressure Daojun frowned, his figure flashed, and landed down above the sea of ​​blood, releasing the dark green magic fire, linking the twelve capitals of the gods and demons.

He does not attack Master Xuandu at this moment, but instead concentrates on his rituals, to compare with Master Xuandu.

See if the Master Xuandu refines the Nine Nethers first, or whether he refines the blood sea pattern first.

But Yang Jian kept staring at the landing pressure Daojun, and in a flash, he came to the land pressure Daojun, and the three-pointed two-bladed knife poke at the landing pressure Daojun.

Land pressure Daojun was helpless and quickly turned Hong Dun to avoid.

In terms of speed, he actually doesn't suffer much in the face of Yang Jian.

However, due to Yang Jian's interference, Land Pressure Daojun couldn't refine the blood sea formation, he wouldn't entangle Yang Jian himself, and fight for the opportunity for the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp.

The Dizang Bodhisattva frowned as he looked at the ancient Buddha who was entangled in the burning lamp by Nezha.

He wanted to step forward, and was really blocked by Yang Jian.

"My Buddha is merciful." The Dizang Bodhisattva's mouth is noisy, and its manifestation is turned into a bloody hell similar to Jiu You.

A ascetic Buddha, sitting in hell, suffers from hell, but still clean.

Under the Buddha, there is a roulette wheel that turns and turns on the reincarnation.

But it was the Dizang Bodhisattva who intended to drag Yang Jian into the reincarnation.

Even if Yang Jian could not be called into a real reincarnation, he would have to restrict his movements, so that he could not suppress the audience by himself.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian laughed, and the Eighty-nine Xuan Gong had no way to use it.

The light and shadow of the golden-winged Dapeng bird still manifested above his head, but he transformed himself into a huge lion!

The lion actually gave birth to nine heads, and at that moment, nine big mouths, all screamed toward the hell and Dizang Bodhisattva below.

In the roar of the lion, the door of reincarnation suddenly closed slowly, and the scene of hell began to dissolve.

Land pressure Daojun and other demon clan bosses met, all with strange expressions.

Because the nine lions transformed by Yang Jian at this moment are clearly the original form of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng.

The emperor Qinghua Emperor of the Antarctic, that is, Taiyi rescues the nine lions under the seat of suffering Tianzun, roars, and opens the hell blood pool, the door of reincarnation.

The same roar can be turned off.

Today, the real Jiu Lingyuan saint is in Xinghai of Chenshan, and he has not participated in the situation of Jiu You today.

But Yang Jian changed his head and destroyed the magical power of the Bodhisattva.

Seeing that the door of reincarnation is about to close, the Hell Blood Pool wants to collapse, and the Dizang Bodhisattva silently chants the scripture, and his expression remains unchanged.

The three great Bodhisattva Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and Bodhisattva Bodhisattva are all descended into the blood pool of hell.

"Senior Brother Luo, temporarily the position of Senior Brother Wenshu." Dizang Bodhisattva rushed to the Bodhisattva and nodded.

The four great bodhisattvas returned together, and the blood pool of hell changed again.

The cruel scenes of purgatory, car crashes, ice, shelling, sausages, oil pans, etc., are all revealed again.

And the coverage of hell expanded rapidly, from the bottom to the top, rolled back to Yang Jian.

Nine Nine Ten Sides Reincarnation Bodhisattva Dharma Realm!

Although there is no end to the image of hell, there are four big bodhisattvas who recite sutras and save the beings and save all sufferings into nothingness.

Here, the four great Bodhisattvas joined forces to dispel the power of Yang Jian Bajiu Xuan Gong's change.

At the same time, regardless of the fierce assault that the ancient Buddha on the Lantern was facing, he suddenly sacrificed all 18 Ding Haizhu and smashed it over Yang Jian's head!

Yang Jian looked at Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Sakyamuni Bodhisattva with a smile and said, "The two looked at me with old eyes."

He stood still, completely ignoring the influence of the ninth and tenth reincarnation of the Bodhisattva Dharma Realm. Eighty-nine mysterious power unfolded, and his body was extremely powerful, resisting the bombardment of eighteen Dinghai beads!

"Bang Bang Bang ..." Eighteen sounds, as if the heavy Ding Haizhu, like the heavens and the earth, continuously hit Yang Jian's forehead, even a seal could not be left!