Chapter 65 Great Dingshu

When everyone arrived at the place where the monk in black was empty, no one expected that Liu Hongwu would come like this.

Yun couldn't help laughing secretly all day. Suddenly, the sound of enlightenment came to his ears.

"My body can't exist in the world. When I come out, you will protect me with the seal of ten thousand Buddhas."

"Yes, master." Yun Chengtian nodded.

After Liu Hongwu roared, he stared at the black fog, afraid that Yankong would suddenly take action, but the black fog did not change at all, and he didn't seem to hear Liu Hongwu's words.

But even if there was no cultivation, Liu Hongwu roared, not to mention the cultivation of Yankong, he could not hear it.

Now there is only one possibility, that is, Yankong disdains to talk to Liu Hongwu.

Everyone waited for some hours, but there was still no movement. Liu Hongwu couldn't calm down. Just as he wanted to speak, but Yanwu made a movement.

A faint halo emitted from the whole demon refining pot, which turned into a circle of ripples.

"Brother Yankong, I came to see you. We haven't seen you for so long, don't you miss me?" Yan Wu's voice came out.

"Why do you feel so awkward?" Liu Hongwu thought secretly in his heart.

After listening to Yanwu's words, the black fog actually moved. The originally calm black fog actually produced a trace of surging after listening to Yanwu's words, just like a spray.

At the same time, a very cold sound came.

"At this time, Yankong is dead, and the rest is just a lonely ghost."

Everyone was shocked. This was the first time he heard Yan Kong speak. Sure enough, it was gloomy, and as soon as he said this, it was clear that he was Yankong.

Suddenly, a black light shot out of the black fog and hit the demon refining pot.

The black light is like a spear, distorting the surrounding environment and forming cracks.

Everyone, even if it is cloudy, can't help but take a step back when they see this momentum.

Although the power in front of us is not as powerful as the sky-breaking blow of the black armored swordsman, the momentum contained in it is actually stronger than the sky-breaking blow of the black armored swordsman.

Except for the demon refining pot, everyone retreated behind. Everyone was both excited and nervous. What was that an ancient-level war was about to begin. What was nervous was that if Yanwu was defeated, all of them here would die.

The ripples released from the demon refining pot are getting bigger and bigger, and the last circle of ripples wrapped all the demon refining pot in it.

As soon as the black spear touched the circle of ripples, it began to dissipate. With the dissipation of the black spear, the fing momentum gradually retreated.

"Brother, your original skills are not like this. Are you really disturbed by the magic in this blood pool?" Yanwu's voice was remembered again.

Yun Chengtian suddenly felt that this Yanwu had a trace of like the old man he handed over to study when he was a child. There was too much nonsense. If he has this strength, he will rush to fight again. If he wins everything, it's easy to say. If he can't win, just leave. If he can't win, it's useless to say anything.

Yanwu does not have such thoughts, but some people are the same as Yun Chengtian's thoughts.

This person is naturally a void.

Yankong's whole body has been eroded by magic, and the whole Buddha came from hell.

The black fog scattered, and the shape of the air appeared. Around the air, all the black fog condensed into eight faint dragons, and finally turned into eight black dragons.

"I didn't expect to see eight dragons after ten thousand years." Yanwu's voice came, paused, and then said, "Among our brothers, you were the only one who practiced the magic symbol of the great wisdom of Buddhism. I really miss the scene of that day..."

Now it's not just that everyone has listened to Yanwu's words, and an inexplicable feeling of puzzlement has risen to their hearts.

"Enough! As I said, Yanwu is no longer in this world. Yankong's body slowly rose up against the backdrop of black gas, and eight black dragons slowly circled beside Yankong. A strong dragon power and ferocious murderous atmosphere filled the whole cave in an instant.

The pool water of the blood pool is also because of this powerful force,

"It turns out that these eight dragons are called eight heavenly dragons!" Everyone was secretly shocked, especially those who knew the situation of the Buddhist world, such as floating wheels, who knew that the eight heavenly dragons were the great wisdom of the Buddha world and the symbol of the great Buddha's Dharma. They have practiced into the eight heavenly dragons and Buddhism, and their cultivation must be extraordinary people.

While everyone was thinking, they saw the voice of Yanwu coming out of the demon refining pot again.

"It's just that these eight dragons don't see the demeanor of the former dragons!" Yanwu's voice suddenly became harsh. Maybe he knew that this battle must be fought.

"Get ready, I'm going out." When Yun Chengtian was staring at the eight dragons, the voice of Yanwu came to his ear again.

Yun was stunned all day and nodded. He saw that the demon refining pot suddenly emitted brilliant light, and the mysterious ripples in the circle continued, and the mysterious aura enveloped the whole demon refining pot.

The demon refining pot kept shaking, and a black light rushed out of the demon refining pot. Yun looked at the right time all day, and the golden light of the ten thousand Buddha seal was under his head.

The dark shadow appeared under the golden light of the seal of ten thousand Buddhas, and it was the enlightenment.

It's just that the enlightenment at this time is very different from the first time.

When he first saw it, his whole body was extremely dark, his face was pale and weak, like a resurrected zombie, and his clothes were also rotted. Now, the big red robe is covered with golden light shining all over his body, his face is ruddy, and there is a faint circle of circular brilliance behind his head, and colorful glow. Exuded from Yanwu, the momentum was powerful and without any oppression. A warm breath spread throughout the cave, and suddenly dispelled the black fog and ferocious breath.

Everyone is surprised, but Yun Chengtian has already understood that it is with the power of his Buddha seal that he has restored his original appearance. Although he does not know why, they are all the power of the Buddhist world and must have something in common.

"Brother, you have harmed innocent people here. I want to capture you back to the Buddhist world." Yan Wu waved his hand, and a string of Buddha beads on his right hand kept shaking, making a crisp sound.

"Haha, capture me back to the Buddha world. I've been here for so long that I can't feel the breath of the Buddha world. You can capture me back to the Buddha world, hahaha." Yankong made a proud, similar to arrogant laughter.

"It turns out that you still know that you are a people in the Buddhist world." Yanwu said quietly.

"It's useless to say more. If you win me, everything is up to you. If you lose, not only you, but also them will stay here to stay with me." Yankong's voice was vicious and vicious.

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked and took a step back.

But no one regrets.

With a wave of empty hands, the eight heavenly dragons rushed to Yanwu with heavy dragon power and unparalleled momentum.

Fee the strong momentum, everyone took a step back and pressed against the wall to watch the ancient battle.

Yanwu still sat cross-legged, still the lotus under the seat, but it has changed from black to light gold.

"Amitabha." Yanwu lowered his Buddha's name, and suddenly released a golden light on his body, completely protecting his body.

At this moment, Yun Chengtian suddenly felt that the power of the ten thousand Buddha seals in his body seemed to have been extracted.

A very weak trace of strength, Yun has not attracted attention all day long.

It's like scooping a bowl of water in the sea, you don't have to care.

But it is this trace of power that has greatly helped Yanwu.

Eight heavenly dragons made bursts of dragon roaring and thought about it.

But as it approached the golden light, the speed couldn't help slowing down, and there seemed to be an invisible force imprisoning them.

"Ding" Yanwu pointed with his right hand, his closed eyes suddenly opened, released two exquisite and warm eyes, looked at the eight heavenly dragons, and shouted in a low voice.

It's strange that the eight dragons, as if they had been hit by some spell, were all fixed in place and could not move at all.

Yanwu's eyes flashed, and the golden light covered all eight heavenly dragons.

"Great stup!" Yankong and the floating wheel said in unison.

"I didn't expect that you really practiced a great settomy." Yankong, with a pale and cold face, stared at the fixed eight heavenly dragons and said gloomily.