"Then...who is that?" Looking at the golden holy shadow behind Ye Chen, everyone below showed surprise.

"Chen Zhan." The old quasi-emperor said slowly, looking up at Tianxiao, with awe in his eyes.

"Then...that's Chen Zhan?" Sifang was upset.

Chen Zhan, the great holy body, has a great reputation as the Emperor Huang.

Throughout the ages, his myths have been passed down from generation to generation, and the epoch-making sacred body has shocked the world.

His death is still a pity. He has the power to compete with the emperor, but he died in a ridiculous melee.

"It was actually invited Chen Zhan's will, and the younger generation is so terrifying!" The old quasi-emperor murmured, looking dazed.

"Shaka invited the golden body of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and Ye Chen formed the Chen Zhan Holy Shadow. This battle is interesting."

"One is the Great Emperor, the other is the Great Endeavor Holy Body."

"Is this battle between the Great Saint Body and the Great Emperor of Buddha? Is this battle considered a duel across an era?"

Someone murmured softly, looking up at Xutian, sighing.

When the Buddha Emperor was alive, there was no great sage body in that era.

When Chen Zhan was alive, there was no great emperor in that era.

Now that the two wills meet in this form, it should be a reparation for the regret of the two supreme beings.

The spectators all brightened their eyes and looked up at the sky.

It is also an honor to not be able to witness the duel between the Emperor and the Great Saint Body with their own eyes, and to be able to see their will fight.

They should thank Ye Chen and Shaka. If it weren't for them, they would have been hard to see this cross-age battle.

The sky is rumbling constantly, and the world is in turmoil.

One Buddha and one holy body, one Buddha and one great holy body, standing in the void, standing opposite each other in the distance.

This time, it is a two-on-two lineup. No matter who wins or loses, it will become a good story and be remembered forever.

Why!

But when he heard Sakyamuni sigh, he pinched the Buddhist handprints.

"Do you sigh for the people or the undead?" Ye Chen said lightly, "If you are the undead, there is no need for them. They don't need your mercy."

After saying that, Ye Chen also pinched the seal, exclusive Holy Body Seal.

The Buddha Emperor raised his hand, and the mind power of sentient beings gathered into his palms, merged with the laws of the Emperor's Way, intertwined with Buddhist Zen techniques, and gathered into a swastika in his palms.

At the same time, Chen Zhan also raised his hand, clenched the brilliant golden fist, Tai Chi transformed into the universe, gave birth to four images, evolved into the eight wildernesses, intertwined all things, and then all things were integrated into the golden fist, and between the palms and fingers, there was ancient seal script flowing, and there was also the supreme Taoist blessing.

Under the gaze of everyone, Foyin and Golden Fist are infinitely close.

Who is weak and who is stronger, the people below are blinded by their eyes.

At this moment, the wind in heaven and earth stopped and the flying leaves were fixed in mid-air. The empty space solidified, and time seemed to be still.

Everything turned into eternity at this moment, just to witness the showdown between the two supreme beings.

The palms and fists collided, but there was no shocking thunder.

I saw that the point where the palm and fist collided, there were golden ripples spreading, spreading infinitely into the world and wilderness.

Wherever I passed, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, the mountains were razed to the ground, the rivers turned into terrain, and the fields of clay land...

The Great Saint Body and the peak attack of the Buddha Emperor destroyed the world, and any light in the world became dim.

Even the Forgetful River restricted area was filled with waves.

"The two little kids actually met in this state in this era, which makes people sigh." Meng Po smiled, gently brushed her hand, and smoothed the waves.

Wangchuan's forbidden area instantly fell into a dead silence.

Looking at the Xutian again, the golden body of the Buddha Emperor and the golden holy shadow of the Holy Body Chen Zhan also slowly dissipated with one blow, and the soul returned to heaven and earth.

It can be seen that before the two supreme beings left, they both showed ancient reverence to each other.

It is the recognition of a great saint body by a great saint body, and it is also the respect of a great saint body by a great saint body for a great saint body, the peak is the peak, and the mutual appreciation.

They can't beat anyone with one draw.

They dissipated, but the world was silent.

Everyone looked up and looked dazed. The battle between the Emperor and the Great Cheng Saint Body across the era was a draw.

At this moment, no one dares to question the myth of the Great Saint Body comparing to the Emperor, and no one dares to underestimate the Emperor's majesty. They are all the peaks of Tao, and no one is weak.

Xu Tian, ​​Shaka vomited blood, and Ye Chen vomited blood too.

The body of Sakyamuni Buddha cracked open, and the Buddha's light was instantly annihilated, and even the mind power of sentient beings became silent.

Ye Chen's holy body also exploded, and the golden divine light throughout his body became much dim. The sea of ​​blood that he stepped on with his feet also returned to calm, and the tyranny and bloodthirsty retreated one after another.

"It's not over yet." Ye Chen suddenly calmed down and reshaped the holy body. His divine eyes flashed with divine light and his fighting spirit was high.

Shakyamuni still sighed, but the Buddha's palm reached to Lingshan.

Then, a Buddha's light flew out and fell into his hands.

After looking carefully, I realized that the Buddha's light was a demon-subduing pestle, engraved with Buddhist scriptures, and the laws of the Emperor's Way were flying.

"Oh my God! The Extreme... The Extreme Emperor's Soldier." Everyone in the sky was screaming, as if they knew what it was.

The imperial weapon subduing demon pestle, the supreme Buddhist emperor's weapon, was held in the hands of Sakyamuni, which made him also stain the power of the emperor, like a dazzling god, which makes people awe.

"The will of the Buddha in front, and the imperial warriors of the Buddhists are behind. The supreme venerables are forced to give out all the aces." The sighs kept thumping, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Ye Chen's strength is shocking, it's so terrifying!"

"What are you going to block this time?" the old quasi-emperor murmured, looking at Ye Chen quietly, a little worried.

"The imperial army destroys the world, and Ye Chen is about to be suppressed."

"Even if he loses, he is still arrogant enough." Too many older monks took a deep breath.

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore." Sakyamuni's words were solemn and grand, like the sound of a bell and Dalu, resounding throughout the sky, with the compassion of the Buddha and the majesty of the quasi-emperor.

"Put your compassion and don't know what worldly love is, so don't talk to me about the sea of ​​suffering." Ye Chen said lightly, his voice like eternal thunder, trembling in the sky.

Facing Shaka holding the imperial weapon, he was still fearless, with only his undead belief and invincible fighting spirit.

He rushed over and bathed in holy blood, like a doomsday god of war, and wanted to fight the most peak of his life.

He did not have divine weapons to help with the battle, but only had flesh and blood fist. One punch merged with the Taoist principles, the power of holy bones, the power of blood, the origin of the holy body, the power of reincarnation, thousands of magical powers, and many existences merged into one punch.

"He...what does he want to do? Do you want to force the imperial soldiers with bare hands?" Sifang was uproar, his eyes highlighted.

The Extreme Emperor’s weapons are so powerful, and the Emperor’s natal emperor weapon is so domineering, destroying the world!

At this level, only imperial weapons of this level have always been fought against, so who dares to use their flesh and blood to force them?

Ye Chen's actions shocked the world and waved his golden fist to compete with the imperial soldiers and fight for the bright world.

It was once again the attention of everyone. The imperial weapon, Demon-Subduing Pestle, and the Holy Body, were approaching infinitely with one punch, which was also an eternal moment.

Everyone is in a trance when it is weak and who is stronger.

For some reason, they actually believed that the unyielding person could defeat the Buddhist emperor's weapons with bare hands.

The imperial weapon, the demon-subduing pestle, collided with the holy body golden fist.

The empty sky collapsed immediately and became dark, with lightning and thunder, and the stars disappeared in it.

Ye Chen's holy fist exploded, and the domineering holy body also exploded, blood and bones intertwined, and the Haoyu Xingtian collapsed.

The imperial weapon, the demon-subduing pestle, was shaken, and Sakyamuni flew out, the Buddha's body was stained with blood, and the Buddha's bones were shattered.

Ye Chen did it, not a great ancient holy body, but he actually took over the imperial army with his bare hands, not inferior to his predecessors.

"The puppet... I regretted it with my bare hands, and I actually repelled the imperial army." Everyone was shocked, both the spectators and the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Lingshan Mountain were shocked at this moment.

"The ancient holy body, invincible at the same level, is on par with the emperor, and today I wrote another immortal myth."

"What a respectable lineage." The older monk was excited, the younger generation was awesome, and the holy body was even more awe-inspiring.

"This...this is impossible." The top of the mountain, the beauty of the phoenix flower has turned pale, and she still has a false posture of seeing through the world. She retreated and her eyes were full of fear.

"Phoenix Immortal, come with your life." Ye Chen roared and shook the sky. Taking advantage of the time when Saga was flying, he dragged his bloody holy body and rushed towards Lingshan, wanting to capture Fengxian alive.

"Sacrifice Formation." All Buddhas were drinking, all of them were sitting cross-legged on the ground, pinching the Buddha's seals and chanting the scriptures.
Chapter completed!