Chapter 146 Nether Swordsman, Sword Gas Lightning

Fang Daoming drove Jinlian, thanked him, and then went to find the secret road. The mysterious Yin King was furious when he saw Fang Daoming wanted to run away.

"Little bald donkey, do you think he is so easy to walk?"

This mysterious Yin King was about to take action, and the little monk was a bright Buddha.

"Amitabha! The sky is boundless, the earth is boundless, the body is boundless, the heart is boundless, Moke is boundless, the truth is boundless, and the world is boundless!"

The golden Buddha became more and more condensed, as if it were real. With the imprint of his right hand and the seal on his left hand, the little monk sat between the Buddha's big hand and recited the scriptures silently, as if he were integrated with the Buddha, regardless of each other, and the tens of thousands of Buddhas around him were more pious and chanting the scriptures became louder and louder.

The mysterious Yin King finally showed a trace of horror: "At this time, the cultivation will break through!"

The little monk suddenly had a solemn appearance, and the Buddha's light was shining all over his body. His eyes suddenly opened, and two holes of wisdom came out. He was divine and insightful. He also said in his mouth: "Thousand years of long-cherished wish, once it is achieved, incarnate and there is no more mortal dust!"

After reading it, he waved his hand and covered it with a golden Buddha seal, firmly sealing the Yin king master and apprentice. It was only a matter of time to capture and suppress it.

Fang Daoming controlled the infinite golden lotus and let it fly away, but he closed his eyes to practice the law, understood the scriptures hidden on the earth, and sat down the golden lotus, hoping to get inspiration from it and take a step further to the practice of the Tibetan Buddhism.

I don't know how long it took to fly. Fang Daoming felt that the infinite golden lotus shook, and he knew that he had reached the end of the dark road. At a glance, it was a gray mountain, and there was no way out.

Fang Daoming did not hesitate. A sword flashed, and there was a hole of one person's size. Outside the hole, it was gray. Fang Dao made the earth cover method in Huang Tian's thick earth mouth method. He carefully came out of the cave. At a glance, he was stunned and couldn't say a word.

The cliff is steep and vast, but between these vast mountains, it is a vast battlefield of life and death. The battlefield is lined up along the endless mountains, and the canine teeth are intertwined and endless. On one side of the battlefield is an endless horn camp, and the Yin Cao soldiers and horses, along the mountain, are staggered and extend to the depths of the endless Yin Cao. On the other hand, it is a world of Buddhism with golden light and Buddha spirit. Countless Buddha's treasures are solemn, meditating and chanting scriptures, Buddha's light is shining all over the sky, and the Buddha's spirit is permeated, and countless Buddhist sacred objects and magic weapons are radiating, endless and boundless.

Although Fang Daoming's face is calm, his heart is stormy. Who would have expected that there would be such a vast and boundless Buddhist world in this dark world.

"Is this the mountain of the two worlds, and this Buddhist world is the Tibetan Buddha sect," Fang Dao secretly thinking: "It is rumored that this Yin Cao world was established by the three emperors and is in charge of the life and death cycle of the life and spiritual world, but the Tibetan Buddha Sect in front of him has the ability to fight against it. Who created this Tibetan Buddhist sect and why in this Yin Cao world? Stand at the root. Look at this boundless momentum. All ten sects of immortals have such a scale of strength.

Fang Daoming took a closer look and found that there was a battle in every inconspicuous corner. Some Tibetan Buddhas were killed by the Yin Cao soldiers and turned into nothing, while others were turned into Buddha's power into devout Buddhas, put down the butcher's knife, became Buddhas, and devoted themselves to meditation and chanting scriptures. In this way, the strength of the two sides maintains a delicate balance. With this endless mountain of the two worlds as the boundary, a long and endless drama battle has been launched.

"The monk asked me to go to the Dizang Buddha Sect to find an opportunity to leave the Yin Cao world, but the cliff here is also hundreds of miles away from the nearest Buddhist realm. Once I move and affect the spirit of heaven and earth, it must be a powerful figure that shocks the Yin Cao camp. What's good?"

Fang Daoming hid on the steep cliff, thinking for a long time, and there was no good strategy. The two battlefields, like an invisible chasm, abruptly blocked him and cut off his hope of escape.

Between this bitter thought, Fang Daoming suddenly became alert: "I am also a hundred-year-old monk. I think that my Taoist heart is as strong as a rock. How can I hesitate now? Seeing the true heart and the road is open? After thinking like this, the Taoist heart is damaged, and I will never be able to move on the road, and I can't prove it."

Since there is no way, let's find a way!

Once the black-faced Taoist is determined, he drives the clouds and rushes to the Buddhist realm hundreds of miles away. Fang Daoming practiced the original method of Hongmeng. His magic power is far stronger than ordinary monks. He is very strong. When his mind moves, the spirit of heaven and earth is rolling in. He fights with people, which is the most durable, suppresses people with force, and then he is dedicated to practicing swordsmanship. The sharpness and speed of the skills are also outstanding. The way of killing is invincible. His mind moved, and his figure had reached a thousand feet away. That day, when the local atmosphere was pushed, people reached dozens of miles away, but even so, this movement immediately attracted the attention of the Yin Caoying. In the depths of the mountains, between a dark camp, a black cloud suddenly rose to the sky, and a sharp sword light suddenly exploded out from the depths of the black clouds and cut directly to Fang Daoming.

The sword is a bachelor, alone and has no other help. Fang Daoming is also a latent swordsmanship. The sharpness of this sword surprised him, but it is still under his grasp. At present, a sword light is cut down and head-on.

With a loud sound, the sword spirit is everywhere, and the square miles is full of messy sword spirit, like silk like a thread.

Fang Daoming's body was shocked, and his magic power was a little scattered. He was secretly shocked: "Who came to have such a magic power? The swordsmanship cultivation is not under me!"

The black cloud rotated quickly and blocked its way. The black cloud slowly gathered and condensed into a gloomy figure with black armor. The green eyes were like two fierce swords, as if they were going to pierce through Fang Dao's bright chest.

"Who are you? How can I have my armor?" Under the black armor, the tone is deep and cadence.

Fang Daoming suddenly had an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, as if he was born to be his opponent, and his cultivation and swordsmanship were not under his own, not to mention that he was still suppressed by the power of the Yin Cao Yuan. Once Fang Daoming felt it, he immediately made a clear decision: walking is the best policy and cannot be delayed.

Fang Daoming hummed, and hundreds of swords were cut out, each of which was bright and magnificent, like the scorching sun. These hundreds of swords converge into a sword net dust and go to the swordsman, and its own power is shaken away.

The other swordsman snorted contemptuously: "The bright sword secret! I also want to get out of this swordsmanship and die!"

The Yin Cao swordsman shouted fiercely, and the bottom of his hand waved nine sword spirits. Each sword spirit aroused the power of the great Yin Cao world, as if the whole Yin Cao world resonated. These nine swordsmen became magnificent and vast, and secretly released the power of reincarnation, as if to kill all the creatures and create Jiuyou.

Fang Daoming's sword net dust was instantly shattered. Yin Cao Jian took the opportunity to stop him from going and hummed coldly, "I didn't expect that your sword spirit had reached the point of sword gas, but unfortunately it's still not my opponent. Let's die!"

Between the Yin Cao swordsman shouted, there was infinite sword spirit. This infinite sword spirit was stacked up and piled up into clouds. Between the sword clouds, there was a faint rumble of thunder.

"Sword gas turns into thunder!" Fang Daoming's heart was dark, but his mind was not affected by it at all, and his hand was not slow, and the thunder sound sword formula followed.

"Sword gas turns into thunder!" Yin Cao Jianshi suddenly changed his tone. Unexpectedly, Fang Daoming also had such swordsmanship cultivation. At the moment, with a shout, the power of Yin Caojieyuan rolled over and supported himself. The power of the sword gas thunder suddenly increased more than three times.

The two swords rolled with thunder and collided fiercely. The power of this blow spread directly, and the heaven and earth were in a mess, and the surrounding mountains and valleys also collapsed one after another, directly burying many yin soldiers. However, it is also strange that there are countless capable people in this Yin Cao camp, who turn a blind eye to the struggle between the two, and no other capable person can help the swordsman and let him compete with Fang Daoming.

In this fight, because of the power of the Yin Cao world, the Yin Cao swordsman was steadily stronger than Fang Daoming and forced him back a hundred feet.

Although Fang Daoming's heart was surprised, he did not panic. The chaotic ancient scroll in his body rotated secretly, and the air of heaven and earth rolled up, and the power of Yuanshen immediately rotated as usual. Fang Daoming clearly realized that this Yin Cao swordsman's cultivation was comparable to that of himself, and he also practiced swordsmanship. The same sword gas turned into a thunder realm, just because the other party got the blessing of the power of the world, but he was suppressed. Therefore, he was just suppressed. Fortunately, the other party's sword spirit turned into thunder, which caused Yin Cao Ming. Lei, and his sword gas turned into thunder, which caused the Buddha Yin Zen Thunder of the Dizang Buddhist Sect. I don't know how long it took for the Dizang Buddha Sect to fight with the Yin Cao world. Its Dharma magic power has evolved into a hidden restraint Yin Cao Gong method, so this Buddha Yin Cao Ming Lei restrained the other party's Yin Cao Ming Lei, so that he was not too at a disadvantage.

This sword practice, the most important sword meaning, is vaguely divided into six realms, namely, sword gas transformation, sword gas transformation silk, sword gas transformation thunder, sword gas transformation method, one sword breaks ten thousand methods, one sword to give birth to ten thousand methods. The difference of each layer is clouds and mud, which is insurmountable. The realm of sword gas into thunder is to rely on its own sword gas to attract the lightning in heaven and earth, lower the thunder and lightning, and kill the opponent. It should be known that this Lei Gang electric evil is the most masculine method in heaven and earth, and the most powerful attack and killing power. Generally, if the monks hit this move, they will immediately disappear, and the gods will disappear, and there will be no luck.

Each of the avenues of heaven and earth has a method of lightning and electric evil, among which swordsmanship is the most fierce and fierce. Because swordsmanship is the most powerful one in the ten thousand laws of heaven and earth, sword gasification thunder is also known as the head of lightning.

Now the two swordsmen are fighting with sword gas and thunder at the same time over the mountains of the two worlds, which suddenly attracted countless attention.