In order to condense the Dharma body of Manjushri Bodhisattva, Su Ming devoted all the power of faith that he had gathered over the years to it. The burning of countless fires of faith brought wisdom and light.

The sword of Zhan Ye suddenly changed, and You Ruofan's body transformed and was reborn as a fire. It turned into a Manjushri sword and fell into the hands of Manjushri Bodhisattva, facing the Yin-Yang Grinding Tablet.

Thousands of sword lights fall down, either horizontally or vertically, tilted or curved, sometimes as solemn as a mountain, sometimes as deep as a sea, like a crane, like a dragon and a snake soaring, with various shapes and changing at all times.

The sword light intertwined in the air, and hundreds of sword maps condensed into thousands of sword maps spread out slowly, clouds and smoke filled the sky.

In the world, there is only a sword map and a pillar of light that penetrates the sky. It is a radius of thousands of miles. No one dares to approach it, and no one dares to find out the divine thoughts to observe.

As early as when Su Ming was fighting against millions of demon soldiers alone, that sword scared the monks who were secretly hiding and spying. Now no one dared to spy on it.

The sword map locking sword formation, Manjushri Bodhisattva’s Dharma body and Su Ming’s golden body attacked the Yin-Yang mill at the same time. The space is up and down, all of which are connected, curved like a dragon, and tightly fitted.

There are heaven and earth, time and space intertwined, and you cannot hide, you cannot avoid it.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Grinding Pan seemed to be aware of the crisis. Two Yin-Yang fish suddenly separated, and the Yin-Yang divine light transformed into form, and the powerful power of heaven and earth and the origin of Yin-Yang merged into a Taoist.

This Taoist man was wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe, with a black and white face, and a yin-Yang hair. He had a beautiful face, just like a god in the sky. His body surface was filled with the Taoist rhyme of Yin-Yang, which was completely natural.

"So many years, someone finally woke me up."

While murmuring, the Yin-Yang Taoist took a step forward and gently flipped his palms.

In an instant, the sky and the earth hang upside down, the yin and yang collapse, and the positive and negative converge. The sword formation left by Su Ming instantly collapsed, and the sword shadows all over the sky disappeared invisible in an instant.

"Rise the sword!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva sat on the back of a green lion and shouted in a low voice. A look of compassion appeared on Mohu's unclear face. The next moment, the Manjushri sword flew out in response, and the light of wisdom was dazzling. Large golden Sanskrit appeared around the sword body.

It was Manjushri's wisdom mantra. At the same time, the power of faith in his body burned wildly, turning into figures, including peddlers, peasants, industry and commerce, kings, princes, emperors, and sentient beings. These figures whispered and bowed to the Buddha's head, and were swept away by the light of wisdom, and showed a look of awakening on their faces.

The figure suddenly disappeared, and the words crisscrossed, forming a wall of thousands of scriptures. These scriptures are not ordinary Buddhist scriptures, but scriptures that embody the faith of sentient beings, heavy and heavy, and each volume is as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

The first moment these scriptures appeared, blocking the void and covering the Yin-Yang Taoist. At the same time, the Manjushri sword also slashed towards the pillar of light, as if to cut off the connection between the Yin-Yang Taoist and the origin of heaven and earth.

"Yes, I'm finally a decent opponent. Don't let me down." The Yin-Yang Taoist was not panicked at all, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was very enjoying it.

Su Ming looked coldly, the qi and blood in his body burned wildly, and the golden light shone. The golden dragon pattern behind him wandered around his body, as if he was about to break out of his body.

"Bodhi Vajra Seal!"

He made seals with both hands, and the complex seal techniques condensed awe-inspiring power. The golden giant palm formed a seal method. Bodhi was born and destroyed, and the Vajra was indestructible. A large seal suddenly appeared and was stamped hard at the Yin-Yang Taoist.

When the seal fell, the surrounding sutra walls also echoed it. Each Sanskrit text flashed with golden light, blessing on the seal, making this seal seem to carry the weight of a world.

"Yin and Yang combine into one and break the void!"

The black and white color flowed in the eyes of the Yin-Yang Taoist, and the Yin-Yang Taoist robe was windless. The hands were swirling, and the Tao transformed into Yin-Yang, and the heaven and earth shook. He actually took over the powerful moves of Manjushri Bodhisattva's Dharma Body and Su Ming at the same time.

Two completely different forces intertwined, and the wall of sutras condensed by Manjushri Bodhisattva was shattered, black and white light columns soared into the sky, and the powerful source of Yin and Yang condensed, destroying all things.

"boom!"

The space that had just recovered was destroyed again, shattered like a mirror, reappearing the ground, water, wind and fire, just like the end of the world, and the sky seemed to have a hole opened.

Under the disillusionment of Yin and Yang, all energy is distorted, stretched, and erased, just like the cycle of Yin and Yang repeating itself.

"Come again, come again!"

The Yin-Yang Taoist's eyes were brighter and flashed with a fanatical look. He laughed wildly, rolled his hands and mobilized the Yin-Yang power to fight with them.

The sword of wisdom, the seal of the diamond, the yin and yang energy, and the three forces intertwined each other. The void was destroyed countless times, and the great way was trembling. Fortunately, the battles of the three were all above the altitude of thousands of miles. Even if the aftermath of the battle was strong, they would be wiped out by their power and would not affect the mortal city below.

"Mom, look! There are stars fighting in the sky!" On the street, the little girl holding candied haws pointed to the flashing and collision lights in the sky.

"Nannan, that's not a fight between stars, it's the National Master who is blessing us." The woman beside the little girl touched her head lovingly, and her face showed a pious look.

The entire Yongzhou and even the southern border have seen the inspiration they transformed, but only mortals can see it. As long as ordinary monks radiate their divine thoughts or use their Dharma eyes to watch, they will inevitably be backfired by the power of yin and yang. At the least, they will be blinded, and at the worst, they will be backfired.

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"how so!"

In the empty and dark palace, Mo Lihai sat alone on the throne, and the information he had just obtained appeared in his mind, and his plan to siege and kill failed.

Not only did Pudu Cihang not die, he fought with the Yin-Yang Millet. The Yuanshen Cultivator he sent escaped from six people and suffered heavy losses. In short, for the purpose of siege, a total of twenty-four Yuanshen Cultivators died in order to make a siege plan.

Now, even if the Demon Cultivator has great achievements, it will be a part of the blood. If you don’t provide enough compensation, I’m afraid that the Demon Clan and the Dragon Clan will no longer be aligned with the Demon Clan in the future.

At this moment, Mo Lihai was in a dilemma. Judging from the current situation, this Yin-Yang millstone may not be able to suppress Pudu Cihang, and he could no longer summon so many Yuanshen monks for his use.

On the local battlefield, the Great Zhou lost, but in terms of overall strategy, the Great Zhou won.

Pudu Cihang turned the situation around with his own strength, not only protecting Yongzhou, but also causing them to suffer heavy losses. With the resources he can mobilize now, he can no longer pose a threat to the high-end combat power of the Great Zhou.

"Why? Why is he so strong!"

Even though Mo Lihai has good mental cultivation, he feels helpless. As long as Pudu Cihang is not eliminated, he will have no choice but to use the Great Zhou. Of course, if the three sects jointly terminate the agreement and the Demon Cult uses its real power, he can get rid of him.

However, it is so difficult to get the three sects to undo the agreement. Now that the great disaster of heaven and earth is approaching, those aristocratic sects are preserving their strength and preparing for the final struggle. Once the agreement is lifted, there is no constraint on order, and under the guidance of cause and effect, the catastrophe will burst out and no one can escape!

"Disciple, he is not someone you can deal with, stop."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears. Mo Lihairu was struck by lightning, and his body froze. He quickly stood up and knelt on the ground, "Welcome to Master."

A blood light appeared in the hall, turning into a young Taoist in a blood robe. As soon as he appeared, the air in the entire hall was instantly cold, as if winter had arrived.

Xue Buran sat on the throne and nodded slightly, "Get up, Pudu Cihang's ability is no less than his teacher, he is not something you can deal with."

Mo Lihai lowered his head and did not get up. A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, "Master, what should the disciple do? Should the great cause of the Holy Church be stopped?"

"It's just a mere mortal dynasty. The future disaster is coming, and all causes and effects will be settled. If Pudu Cihang can escape under your killing situation this time, this matter will end here, and I will not take action." At this point, Xue Buran looked at him calmly and told his thoughts in one sentence.

"The disciple understands." Although Mo Lihai was a little disappointed, he was already prepared in his heart. He stood up from the ground and stood on one side.

"After this time you finish your business, you can go into seclusion. Leave things in the church to others to deal with. Strength is the foundation of everything. If you have the same power as Pudu Cihang this time, you will not develop into this now. You are my only disciple. You must understand this."

"Reflect on it!" As soon as the words fell, the Xue Busan figure disappeared on the throne, and the temperature in the hall also turned.

"Give me a gift to Master!" Mo Lihai bowed to the throne, and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, it can basically be said that the matter has ended. The master has already memorized the letter for him. This time, the elders in the sect will not say anything else.

However, he was still a little unwilling to accept it.

Why!

Why is he so strong?

Speaking of power, he was born in three sects, passed down for a long time, had countless magical secret techniques, magical elixirs, but he lost to a monk who didn't know where to get out.

Not only did he lose, but all the younger generation of disciples in the three sects lost. Among the new generation of Yuanshen cultivators, Pudu Cihang is an unmatched existence.

With his current strength, even if he has left the Great Zhou court, the three sects must pay attention to it.

Thinking of this, Mo Lihai felt a breath of depression blocking his chest and could not forget it for a long time.

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The three of them fought, the gods and ghosts howled, and the celestial phenomena changed.

The Yin-Yang Taoist mobilized the huge source of Yin-Yang, and the angry thunder in the sky was rolling around, as if they were angry by their actions, and several thunders of heavenly tribulation were descended in succession.

However, none of the three present took these thunders seriously. The Yin-Yang Taoist became stronger and stronger when fighting each time. After each fight, the Yin-Yang power he could mobilize would increase a lot.

Every strike from Manjushri Bodhisattva consumes a huge amount of faith power. Although Su Ming has accumulated a lot of faith power, he cannot withstand such squandering. Over time, he will definitely not be able to continue to maintain it.

On the front battlefield, the greatest pressure on the Yin-Yang Taoist was Su Ming himself. Every fist and every palm of his Tathagata carries the power of the Buddhist vajra, which is invincible, and even the power of the Yin-Yang cannot be erased. Although Su Ming's physical body has not reached the level of immortality in all kalpas, it is not far from the indestructible Vajra of the Buddhist vajra.

What's more, when he took action, he contained the power of dragon power and Vajra. The Yin-Yang Taoist felt uncomfortable every time he fought. If it weren't for his continuous mobilization of the Yin-Yang origin of heaven and earth, he might have been at a disadvantage.

This is destined to be a difficult match, and it is definitely possible to play, but for Su Ming, the current situation is not what he wants to see.

He must "sacrifice" to be valuable!

With a thought in his mind, Su Ming took back the golden body of Tathagata, Manjushri Bodhisattva also returned to the sword spirit and escaped into the Manjushri sword. His magnificent voice resounded throughout the world and spread across the land of Jiuzhou: "The devil's sect will cause trouble to the world, how can I tolerate you!"

"I am the same as one Zen, and I will destroy the cycle of reincarnation and seal it!"

The Manjushri Sword was put into the sheath, and Su Ming sat cross-legged in the void, forming a Nirvana seal with his hands, intertwined with himself and turned into a seal, attacking the Yin-Yang Taoist.

He wanted to use his body to seal the Yin-Yang millstone. In this battle, he exposed too many things. If he turned around the Great Zhou, the situation would not improve. The three sects would not allow the Great Zhou to slowly recover its national strength and return to the peak state of Shenwu.

In order to get Xiaoyaoyou to the top and for the overall situation, he must "disappear"!

Therefore, he wanted to "sacrifice" himself to seal the Yin-Yang Grinding Pan. There are probably not many such powerful innate spiritual treasures in the world. Sealing them will facilitate the future layout of Xiaoyaoyou and break the balance of the three sects.

For a long time, the three sects have checked and balanced each other, and no one can do anything to each other. Now that the Demon Sect has lost the innate spiritual treasure, there will not be too many. Innate spiritual treasures represent the foundation and the power.

Even though the three sects will restrain themselves now, it may not be necessary in the future. One attack on the innate spiritual treasure is enough to be comparable to several cultivators at the level of the head of the Three Sects. If the high-level combat power is broken evenly, infinite variables will arise in the future.

While sealing the innate spiritual treasure, he can also comprehend the origin of yin and yang, and it is not impossible for him to refine this innate spiritual treasure.

"What!"

Seeing Su Ming's actions, the Yin-Yang Taoist changed color for the first time. The seal led by Su Ming himself was still felt even if he was a congenital spiritual treasure.

He finally woke up, but he didn't want to be sealed!

"You crazy man!" He cursed inwardly, quickly mobilizing the origin of Yin and Yang to escape, but it was too late, Su Ming's seal had been completed, and he had nowhere to escape.

Suddenly, the Yin-Yang Taoist was covered with golden "卍" Buddha seals. The powerful sealing power directly cut off his connection with the origin of heaven and earth, forbidding time and space.

Only by the meaning of Vajra can you attain Bodhi!

No matter how hard the Yin-Yang Taoist struggled, he could not escape the seal. He could only watch the space around him become smaller and smaller, and he could not maintain his human form and restored the body of the Yin-Yang millstone.

In the end, they disappeared from the sky and hid in the Sumeru mustard seed space.

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The war came to an abrupt end, everything happened too quickly, and the ordinary monks had not yet reacted, everything was over.

Within the Demon Sect, Xue Buran's expression suddenly changed and he murmured to himself: He actually used himself as a guide to seal the Yin-Yang Grinding Tablet? Why?

Even though Xue Buran was knowledgeable, he couldn't understand why he did this.

What good is this for him?
Chapter completed!