The space around the red scroll shook violently in an instant, an extremely violent wind blew through, and a peerless figure came trampling through the void. Everything about his body revealed the meaning of power. Even in the state of his soul, Shang Yang's strength
Still extremely strong, at the highest level of the emperor's realm.
Shang Yang's eyes were extremely sharp, his gaze was directly locked on the red scroll, and he stretched out his palm, trying to snatch the scroll into his hand.
"boom!"
Just before Shang Yang's palm was about to grab the red scroll, an extremely dazzling Buddha's light suddenly filled the void, lighting up the entire space, and palm prints with Buddhist and Taoist characters blasted out from the space, like a
Like a Taoist curse seal, it contains extremely terrifying power and can transform everything in the world.
"Prajna's Great Compassion Palm can save all the sufferings in the world." Le Hongxuan looked calm and glanced at Shang Yang lightly, saying: "As a descendant of an ancient powerful clan, you have powerful fighting talents, and you act according to your heart.
You have a violent temperament, and if this mass-killing magical martial arts falls into your hands, I am afraid it will cause a lot of killings, so why not let me take care of it."
Le Hongxuan's tone was extremely calm, as if he was just saying ordinary words, and his words were reasonable and reasonable, as if he spoke from the bottom of his heart, making people want to be convinced.
However, what kind of person is Shang Yang? He is firm in his Taoism and must do what he must do. How can he give up just because of one word from Le Hongxuan?
"You understood the Buddha's way in the Buddha's Light Hall, and you should have a compassionate heart, but you want to get this great killing power. Is this how the Buddha asked you to save the world?" Shang Yang sneered, revealing in his tone
A hint of irony.
Such a great killing power, no matter who falls into the hands, will definitely become a killing weapon, but Shang Yang questioned him in the tone of Buddha, which is too ridiculous!
"In that case, I'll forgive you for being rude." Le Hongxuan's tone was still calm, but the aura on his body became much more terrifying. He formed a seal with his hands, and tens of thousands of Buddhas burst out behind him, a boundless and huge ancient Buddha.
The figure appears in the space around him, with a majestic appearance, bathed in Buddha's light, and sacred and inviolable.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Many ancient Buddhas slapped their palm prints at the same time, as if the ancient Buddha's hands were buckling down. The space shook violently, and the terrifying Buddhist pressure came down, as if Shang Yang was going to be buried under the Buddha's palms. In those countless Buddha's palms
Underneath, Shang Yang's body looked so small, creating a huge contrast.
"Ten Thousand Gods' Heavenly Punishment Chart!" Shang Yang glanced at the void above, and formed complicated ancient seals with his hands. The spiritual energy in the surrounding space suddenly violently rioted, and gathered together crazily, creating countless tall and majestic statues.
The figure, just standing there, gave off a boundless sense of oppression.
In the central area of the gods, there is a huge formation formed by condensation. Within the formation, waves of destructive thunder and punishment power permeate the air, pouring into the bodies of the gods one after another, causing the gods to flow brightly.
The ultimate thunderous brilliance is so powerful that it is like the thunder god descending to earth who is responsible for all punishments in the world.
This Ten Thousand Gods Heavenly Punishment Picture was exactly the opportunity Shang Yang got in the Manghuang Palace.
The incomparably majestic God of Thunder Punishment and the ancient Buddhas of the heavens looked at each other in the void. The terrifying air currents collided together, erupting with destructive power. The aftermath spread to all directions. The space continued to collapse, and one after another ferocious
Cracks appeared in the space, and this space seemed to be turned into ruins.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A loud roaring sound was heard, and the two figures were shaken away by the aftermath of the attack, and they both retreated hundreds of meters away. One can imagine how terrifying the attacks of the two were.
If he were a peak emperor figure with average strength, he would probably be turned into nothingness in that attack, with no bones left.
However, Shang Yang and Le Hongxuan seemed to have no feeling at all. Their bodies rushed forward again, at an incredible speed.
"Get lost!" Shang Yang turned his head and shouted angrily at Le Hongxuan. There was a strong real energy in his voice, as loud as thunder, and then a terrifying sound wave attack rushed into Le Hongxuan's mind, raging crazily and lustfully.
Destroy his soul.
But there was not much trouble on Le Hongxuan's face. He was mumbling words, and the sacred Buddha's light was rippling in his body, which seemed to be able to purify all negative forces and was not affected by the shout at all.
A coldness flashed in Shang Yang's eyes. He didn't expect Le Hongxuan to be so difficult to deal with. Even the sonic attack was easily resolved by the opponent. He was indeed not an ordinary opponent.
But the more this happens, the less he will let go. Only by grabbing the scroll from the hands of such a person can he prove his strength and have a greater sense of accomplishment.
"I admit that you are very powerful, but that scroll can still only belong to me." Le Hongxuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Le Hongxuan and said, a strange smile appeared on his fair and handsome face, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
The feeling of measuring.
Shang Yang couldn't help but look stunned, and then sneered: "You are too confident."
"Really?" Le Hongxuan smiled noncommittally. However, the next moment, Shang Yang suddenly noticed something abnormal, and his eyes suddenly turned to the direction of the red scroll. He saw a trace of space fluctuation coming from the space where the scroll was located, and a white cloth.
The figure emerged, reaching out to grab the red scroll.
"How is this possible?" Shang Yang's heart shook violently, and he looked at Le Hongxuan in front of him, only to see Le Hongxuan still standing there, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was a winner.
Watch him.
Moreover, the aura of Le Hongxuan in front of him was so powerful that he could not be a phantom. If it was a phantom, he would never be deceived.
Shang Yang's head suddenly went blank, two Le Hongxuan?
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and soon he thought of one thing, and his face became extremely ugly.
Le Hongxuan is said to be proficient in all dharma, has extraordinary understanding, and knows everything, so it seems not surprising that he can master the art of clones.
"You claim to be a genius, but it's a pity that you are still missing one move." Le Hongxuan smiled lightly, as if he already had a chance to win. He indeed knows a kind of clone technique, which, combined with the rules of space, can condense the aura of his original self in a short time.
Similar clones have all the power of the original deity to practice. If you don't distinguish them carefully, you can't even tell which deity is which.
And just when he collided with Shang Yang, he took the opportunity to release his clone and hide in the void, avoiding Shang Yang's perception to grab the scroll.
If he released the clone under normal circumstances, he would not be sure that Shang Yang would not be aware of it. Only by doing so could he have a chance.
Sure enough, Shang Yang was successfully deceived by him.
Now that things have come to an end, everything will end, and that great killing power belongs to him.