Chapter 1102
: This sword is peerless!
A burst of sharp sword energy spread in all directions.
As the sword light flew farther and farther, the brilliance of the sword energy gradually became a little dim, but it still tore the earth into huge cracks.
The seawater flowed in along the sword marks and cracks, making the land of the enemy world have more rivers and rivers that were hundreds of thousands of miles long, or even millions of miles.
Grand Master Xuandu follows the trajectory of the billowing sword energy, following the innate Tai Chi diagram, and goes upstream against the current.
The black-robed monk Di Shitian has three scriptures floating around his body, holding a scripture in his hand, and walking forward step by step. The four scriptures around him are like four pieces of sky, and each piece of sky is divided into eight pieces, a total of 32 Zeng Tianmu, It can also block the torrent of rolling sword energy, chanting sutras every step, and Buddha's name every step, and the distance between the Grand Master of Xuandu is getting closer and closer.
The Nuwa leader watched from a distance, and did not send out other monks, but a red ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand, as if throwing a hydrangea ball, and threw the ball of light towards the distance.
Whoosh!
The ball of light leaped forward, pierced the sea, reached millions of miles of pure flowing water, and flew into the void along the gate opened by the red hydrangea.
The red light flashed away, landed on the top of Lingzhuzi's head, clinging to the bottom of the red hydrangea, and turned into a picture, with Jiangshan Sheji in the picture.
…………
Liu Yi was in the void, his arms trembling rapidly.
As for what happened outside the void, outside the sea, he had no idea.
From the palm of his hand, there was an unparalleled hotness.
Even though Liu Yi's physical body was extremely strong and he had the extremely cold heavenly water like Xuanbing Wuliangshui in his hand, he still felt the burning pain in his palm.The five fingers had turned bright red, like hot iron bars. As for the red hydrangea in his hand, it had disappeared without a trace.
A dark passage, like a scabbard, is located in front of Liu Yi's palm.
The rumbling thunder was released from Liu Yi's palm and poured into the passage.
Through the investigation of the spiritual sense, one can see an ancient sword coming from the depths of the passage at a fast speed.
The ancient sword looks ordinary, it is about three feet long, and the hilt is half a foot. It seems that the whole body is carved from black iron blocks. It looks extremely ordinary, like the worst blacksmith in the world. Fake and shoddy products that are polished with iron rods and not cast are not worth even half a tael of silver.
But such an ordinary ancient sword gave Liu Yi a huge pressure as if the world was about to split.
Only by releasing a thunderbolt, the source of ten thousand thunders, can the pressure emitted by this sword be offset.
Only when the sword flew close, could it be seen clearly that there were countless characters as thin as mosquito feet, engraved on the edge of the sword.
Liu Yi couldn't recognize any of this kind of characters.
This text is not written in the worlds of the heavens and all worlds, nor is it an ancient inscription circulated among monks in the ancient and ancient times, but another kind of handwriting, mysterious and mysterious, extremely simple, as if composed of strands of chaotic breath Thin lines, free to climb carved on the blade.
There were only two words in it, and Liu Yi recognized it: Hongmeng!
These two characters are located on the hilt of the sword.
The style of these two characters is also the same as the numberless traces on Jianfeng, but when Liu Yi saw these two characters, he had a feeling and read them out.
It is only because he possesses the Half Dao Hongmeng Sword Art, the source of ten thousand thunders in his body, and has a close relationship with Venerable Xue Yu, and has formed an endless good relationship long ago, so it is reasonable to recognize these two characters.
At this moment, many monks around have already appeared.
Countless monks flew out of the gate opened by the red hydrangea in fear of the primordial sword energy unleashed at once. Unfortunately, the gate space is limited, and it is impossible for all the monks to fly out in an instant, so those who could not fly out were exposed one after another. Under the white sword light, if there is no tyrannical magic weapon to protect the body, even with the cultivation base of Tianzun, it is difficult to save his life.
Those with high cultivation naturally flew faster and arrived near the gate early.
Those with insufficient cultivation naturally flew slower, and were actually blocked by many monks from the gate, and became a meat shield behind many masters, protecting others from the attack of snow-white sword energy.
The sword energy shattered countless magic weapons, and after shattering countless flesh bodies, its power gradually weakened.
After all, many people escaped through the door.
That spirit bead is one of them.
The burst of sword energy released when the Primordial Sword appeared not only slaughtered all directions, but also tore up the boundary of the void in this area in an instant.
Once the boundary of the void is broken, this space will naturally shatter, and Liu Yi and all the monks will naturally return to the million-mile sea.
Countless monks fled in all directions, and the one who fled the fastest was Daoxing Tianzun.
He was the first to see Xuandu flying from a distance, and immediately shouted: "Brother Xuandu, you came just in time! Then Liu Yi has already obtained the sword of Hongmeng, and now the foundation is not stable, senior brother just happens to be able to use this sword Take it in your hands, and show off my Xuanmen's prestige!"
It's a pity that Grand Master Xuandu didn't say a word, and he didn't pay attention to him at all. He just walked forward step by step.
With every step, thousands of miles have been covered.
The circle of light manifested by the Xiantian Taiji Diagram has a radius of hundreds of meters, covering the whole body of Grand Master Xuandu.
The monks standing in front of Grand Master Xuandu were all washed away by the mask.
If the fleeing monks are like a torrent, Grand Master Xuandu is like the mainstay going upstream.
Immediately behind Grand Master Xuandu was Di Shitian, who was dressed in black monk robes and was chanting scriptures.
While walking, Xuandu was also reciting scriptures.
Even the scriptures that the two recited were similar in style, and they were created and written by themselves.
In the hands of Di Shitian, there are three copies of the Bible, and in the hands of Grand Master Xuandu is the "Nanhua Jing".
When the two were only a thousand miles away from Liu Yi, they suddenly stopped, stared into the distance, and locked their eyes on Liu Yi.
At this moment, in the palm of Liu Yi's right arm, there is already an ancient dark black sword.
The word Hongmeng on the hilt was held by Liu Yi in the palm of his hand. If it wasn't for this, the light emitted from the word would be enough to blind the eyes of many monks.
So far, the sword of Hongmeng has entered Liu Yi's hands!
"Poverty Dao Xuandu, Senior Liu is being polite!"
Grand Master Xuandu saluted from a distance, saying that he is a senior. Although he and Liu Yi are thousands of miles away, his cultivation has reached the level of Xuandu, and the distance of a mere thousand miles can be reached in an instant. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, it doesn't matter. Sitting face to face and talking.
"You Daoist Liu, you are being polite!"
That Emperor Shitian clasped his hands together, nodded towards Liu Yi, and said lightly, "I haven't seen you for more than three thousand years, and fellow Daoist Liu's demeanor is even better than before. Congratulations!"
3000 years?
Could it be that Liu Yi and him are old acquaintances?
"Are you an inanimate true-Buddha?"
Liu Yi asked intently, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were placed together, shaped like sword fingers, gently stroking the blade of the Primordial Sword, and said slowly: "Could it be that killing you once is not enough, I must kill you again once?"
As soon as these words came out, the sword intent soared into the sky.
It seems that even the space between heaven and earth is about to be shredded by the sword intent, returning to chaos!
"This Buddha is no longer the True-Buddha of Wusheng, and now it is called Emperor Shitian. Fellow Daoist Liu can also call this Buddha Wutian Buddha."
Di Shitian clasped his palms together, his precious face was solemn, and there was a burst of howls from the world of Buddha light behind his head, and he said in his mouth: "This Buddha came into being at the right time, and it should be the creation of Zhongyana Buddhism, and it should be one of the leaders. It is God's will that this Buddha became the leader, how could he die at your hands before the establishment of the religion? In other words, how can a mere sage, Fellow Daoist Liu, kill this Buddha?"
Liu Yi raised his eyebrows, and the sword finger of his left hand slowly moved away from the edge of the Primordial Sword.
But when I heard the sharp sound of the sword edge, the world was shocked and wept ghosts and gods!
Holding the sword in one hand, Liu Yi said solemnly: "This sword is peerless!"
These four words are Liu Yi's answer.
This sword is peerless, naturally it can kill everything!
Even the leader of the sect should avoid his sharp edge. How could Di Shitian be so rampant!
As the sword light flew farther and farther, the brilliance of the sword energy gradually became a little dim, but it still tore the earth into huge cracks.
The seawater flowed in along the sword marks and cracks, making the land of the enemy world have more rivers and rivers that were hundreds of thousands of miles long, or even millions of miles.
Grand Master Xuandu follows the trajectory of the billowing sword energy, following the innate Tai Chi diagram, and goes upstream against the current.
The black-robed monk Di Shitian has three scriptures floating around his body, holding a scripture in his hand, and walking forward step by step. The four scriptures around him are like four pieces of sky, and each piece of sky is divided into eight pieces, a total of 32 Zeng Tianmu, It can also block the torrent of rolling sword energy, chanting sutras every step, and Buddha's name every step, and the distance between the Grand Master of Xuandu is getting closer and closer.
The Nuwa leader watched from a distance, and did not send out other monks, but a red ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand, as if throwing a hydrangea ball, and threw the ball of light towards the distance.
Whoosh!
The ball of light leaped forward, pierced the sea, reached millions of miles of pure flowing water, and flew into the void along the gate opened by the red hydrangea.
The red light flashed away, landed on the top of Lingzhuzi's head, clinging to the bottom of the red hydrangea, and turned into a picture, with Jiangshan Sheji in the picture.
…………
Liu Yi was in the void, his arms trembling rapidly.
As for what happened outside the void, outside the sea, he had no idea.
From the palm of his hand, there was an unparalleled hotness.
Even though Liu Yi's physical body was extremely strong and he had the extremely cold heavenly water like Xuanbing Wuliangshui in his hand, he still felt the burning pain in his palm.The five fingers had turned bright red, like hot iron bars. As for the red hydrangea in his hand, it had disappeared without a trace.
A dark passage, like a scabbard, is located in front of Liu Yi's palm.
The rumbling thunder was released from Liu Yi's palm and poured into the passage.
Through the investigation of the spiritual sense, one can see an ancient sword coming from the depths of the passage at a fast speed.
The ancient sword looks ordinary, it is about three feet long, and the hilt is half a foot. It seems that the whole body is carved from black iron blocks. It looks extremely ordinary, like the worst blacksmith in the world. Fake and shoddy products that are polished with iron rods and not cast are not worth even half a tael of silver.
But such an ordinary ancient sword gave Liu Yi a huge pressure as if the world was about to split.
Only by releasing a thunderbolt, the source of ten thousand thunders, can the pressure emitted by this sword be offset.
Only when the sword flew close, could it be seen clearly that there were countless characters as thin as mosquito feet, engraved on the edge of the sword.
Liu Yi couldn't recognize any of this kind of characters.
This text is not written in the worlds of the heavens and all worlds, nor is it an ancient inscription circulated among monks in the ancient and ancient times, but another kind of handwriting, mysterious and mysterious, extremely simple, as if composed of strands of chaotic breath Thin lines, free to climb carved on the blade.
There were only two words in it, and Liu Yi recognized it: Hongmeng!
These two characters are located on the hilt of the sword.
The style of these two characters is also the same as the numberless traces on Jianfeng, but when Liu Yi saw these two characters, he had a feeling and read them out.
It is only because he possesses the Half Dao Hongmeng Sword Art, the source of ten thousand thunders in his body, and has a close relationship with Venerable Xue Yu, and has formed an endless good relationship long ago, so it is reasonable to recognize these two characters.
At this moment, many monks around have already appeared.
Countless monks flew out of the gate opened by the red hydrangea in fear of the primordial sword energy unleashed at once. Unfortunately, the gate space is limited, and it is impossible for all the monks to fly out in an instant, so those who could not fly out were exposed one after another. Under the white sword light, if there is no tyrannical magic weapon to protect the body, even with the cultivation base of Tianzun, it is difficult to save his life.
Those with high cultivation naturally flew faster and arrived near the gate early.
Those with insufficient cultivation naturally flew slower, and were actually blocked by many monks from the gate, and became a meat shield behind many masters, protecting others from the attack of snow-white sword energy.
The sword energy shattered countless magic weapons, and after shattering countless flesh bodies, its power gradually weakened.
After all, many people escaped through the door.
That spirit bead is one of them.
The burst of sword energy released when the Primordial Sword appeared not only slaughtered all directions, but also tore up the boundary of the void in this area in an instant.
Once the boundary of the void is broken, this space will naturally shatter, and Liu Yi and all the monks will naturally return to the million-mile sea.
Countless monks fled in all directions, and the one who fled the fastest was Daoxing Tianzun.
He was the first to see Xuandu flying from a distance, and immediately shouted: "Brother Xuandu, you came just in time! Then Liu Yi has already obtained the sword of Hongmeng, and now the foundation is not stable, senior brother just happens to be able to use this sword Take it in your hands, and show off my Xuanmen's prestige!"
It's a pity that Grand Master Xuandu didn't say a word, and he didn't pay attention to him at all. He just walked forward step by step.
With every step, thousands of miles have been covered.
The circle of light manifested by the Xiantian Taiji Diagram has a radius of hundreds of meters, covering the whole body of Grand Master Xuandu.
The monks standing in front of Grand Master Xuandu were all washed away by the mask.
If the fleeing monks are like a torrent, Grand Master Xuandu is like the mainstay going upstream.
Immediately behind Grand Master Xuandu was Di Shitian, who was dressed in black monk robes and was chanting scriptures.
While walking, Xuandu was also reciting scriptures.
Even the scriptures that the two recited were similar in style, and they were created and written by themselves.
In the hands of Di Shitian, there are three copies of the Bible, and in the hands of Grand Master Xuandu is the "Nanhua Jing".
When the two were only a thousand miles away from Liu Yi, they suddenly stopped, stared into the distance, and locked their eyes on Liu Yi.
At this moment, in the palm of Liu Yi's right arm, there is already an ancient dark black sword.
The word Hongmeng on the hilt was held by Liu Yi in the palm of his hand. If it wasn't for this, the light emitted from the word would be enough to blind the eyes of many monks.
So far, the sword of Hongmeng has entered Liu Yi's hands!
"Poverty Dao Xuandu, Senior Liu is being polite!"
Grand Master Xuandu saluted from a distance, saying that he is a senior. Although he and Liu Yi are thousands of miles away, his cultivation has reached the level of Xuandu, and the distance of a mere thousand miles can be reached in an instant. Even if they are thousands of miles apart, it doesn't matter. Sitting face to face and talking.
"You Daoist Liu, you are being polite!"
That Emperor Shitian clasped his hands together, nodded towards Liu Yi, and said lightly, "I haven't seen you for more than three thousand years, and fellow Daoist Liu's demeanor is even better than before. Congratulations!"
3000 years?
Could it be that Liu Yi and him are old acquaintances?
"Are you an inanimate true-Buddha?"
Liu Yi asked intently, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were placed together, shaped like sword fingers, gently stroking the blade of the Primordial Sword, and said slowly: "Could it be that killing you once is not enough, I must kill you again once?"
As soon as these words came out, the sword intent soared into the sky.
It seems that even the space between heaven and earth is about to be shredded by the sword intent, returning to chaos!
"This Buddha is no longer the True-Buddha of Wusheng, and now it is called Emperor Shitian. Fellow Daoist Liu can also call this Buddha Wutian Buddha."
Di Shitian clasped his palms together, his precious face was solemn, and there was a burst of howls from the world of Buddha light behind his head, and he said in his mouth: "This Buddha came into being at the right time, and it should be the creation of Zhongyana Buddhism, and it should be one of the leaders. It is God's will that this Buddha became the leader, how could he die at your hands before the establishment of the religion? In other words, how can a mere sage, Fellow Daoist Liu, kill this Buddha?"
Liu Yi raised his eyebrows, and the sword finger of his left hand slowly moved away from the edge of the Primordial Sword.
But when I heard the sharp sound of the sword edge, the world was shocked and wept ghosts and gods!
Holding the sword in one hand, Liu Yi said solemnly: "This sword is peerless!"
These four words are Liu Yi's answer.
This sword is peerless, naturally it can kill everything!
Even the leader of the sect should avoid his sharp edge. How could Di Shitian be so rampant!