Chapter 217 The first step of the Dharma stick method, Buddha's light shines everywhere

The saint of Cihang Jingzhai quickly swung his sword.

The temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply, and endless snowflakes fell, forming a world of snowflakes around her.

The temperature continued to drop, and the next moment, all the snowflakes were frozen, forming an ice barrier that covered her in the middle.

"boom!"

The iron rod fell down and fell on the ice pile. The ice pile was directly blown up, and together with the body of the Saint Cihang Jingzhai, the explosion of broken ice and blood mist mixed together, like blood crystals, very

It will soon be evaporated into ashes by the qi.

"Ding! You successfully killed the enemy, and the killing value is 80,000."

The monks in the Hanging Temple flashed in their eyes.

"I want you to die!"

The ring knife fell down, the air was turbulent and it was cut open directly. His sword seemed to have cut open hell, and a terrifying aura of death filled the air.

Ji Chen felt death from this sword. This monk was so terrifying. He had only had time to cross the iron rod, and the sword fell down.

It was like a Shura hell that was smashed down.

"boom!"

The air in this world burst, the earth under Ji Chen's feet exploded, and endless sword energy flooded him.

The sword energy was raging, surging in this world.

Ji Chen's clothes instantly turned into pieces, revealing his golden side skin.

His body emitted golden light, crystal clear and gorgeous, and even his bones turned golden.

Waves of sword aura fell down, slashing on him, making a clanging sound, as if slashing on the divine iron.

His spine was glowing, like a big dragon, making a sound like a dragon roar, as if the power of a real dragon was contained in his body.

"The innate dragon and elephant body is indestructible!" The monk widened his eyes, incredible.

Ji Chen actually cultivated the legendary innate dragon and elephant body in Buddhism, and even practiced the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

His pupils were enlarged, and he couldn't believe what kind of evil qualifications he had, at this age, had actually cultivated into the innate dragon and elephant body.

This physique is not something that no one has ever cultivated in Buddhism, but it is definitely not at this age.

Such people cannot be kept.

In the distance, the master hidden in the darkness was also very shocked. Ji Chen's qualifications were too terrifying. Such people could not be kept. Once they became enemies, they could only kill them with all their strength.

"kill!"

The monk from Hanging Temple roared and slashed it down with another knife.

An inexplicable aura of destruction spread, covering the entire world, as if a mountain of corpses rose up and smashed towards Ji Chen, and endless murderous intent and death filled out.

Ji Chen's body was transformed into hell like a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The master hidden in the dark also took action. His figure flashed and appeared above Ji Chen. He raised his hand and slapped it down with a palm.

A huge palm fell down, covering the sky above Ji Chen. The surging air waves collapsed. Before the palm fell, the ground began to collapse and a giant palm print appeared.

"Amitabha!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the bloody hell-like battlefield, and then a golden light lit up in hell.

Ji Chen's whole body was filled with golden light, like a Buddha, with a solemn appearance and kind eyes.

He grabbed the stick with both hands and hit the world with a stick.

The first method of the Dharma stick method, Buddha's light shines everywhere.

Endless golden energy permeates, like Buddha's light, illuminating this world and illuminating all directions.

This stick directly exploded the world, exploded the vision of Shura hell, exploded the scene of corpses like a sea of ​​blood, and exploded the giant handprints that enveloped the sky.

Endless Buddha light permeates this world, illuminating the ten directions.

The iron rod hit it, as if it was crushed by Mount Tai. The earth could not withstand this pressure and began to crack.

The breath of the monks on the Hanging Temple began to collapse and shatter layer by layer.

The monk widened his pupils and couldn't believe it.

What did he see?

Buddha!

At this moment, Ji Chen was like a Buddha holding a Buddha stick in his hand, saving all living beings on earth and purifying the demons in the world.

Suddenly, he was shocked and shocked.

His mind was actually affected. This stick was so terrifying that it could affect the opponent's mind.

The iron rod had already been smashed over. In a hurry, the monk could only hold on to the sword, try his best to stop it, and at the same time began to quickly retreat.

But this stick is not so easy to stop. The whole world is filled with golden energy, forming a space like a realm. This space seems to have turned into a Buddha's kingdom. He has nowhere to retreat.

"This is impossible!"

The monk was shocked, his face was ferocious, his veins swelled up all over his body, and a terrifying innate true energy burst out from him, and a barrier condensed in front of him, trying to block the stick.

He doesn't believe that as a Buddhist, how could he be worse than others?

Even if it is bad, it is impossible to have so many.

In an instant, the iron rod fell down, and the barrier in front of him did not support him for a moment, and it exploded directly. The iron rod hit the ring knife, and the terrifying power was transmitted over, and his palms exploded.

This stick is too fierce to stop it.

The monk's eyes were full of fear. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late, so he could only watch the iron rod falling down in despair.

The endless Buddha light fell with the iron rod, shining everywhere, burning all evil spirits.

The monk watched the stick fall.

"boom!"

His body was blown up and turned into blood mist.

The next moment, the blood mist was evaporated by the Buddha's light and turned into ashes.

"Ding! You successfully killed the enemy, and the killing is worth 80,000."

After a stick, the world will return to Qingming and everything will disappear.

Ji Chen stood on the ground full of Changyi, looking at the man in the distance calmly.

It was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, with a weapon wrapped in black cloth on his back. From the outline, it could be seen that it was a knife.

He was the mysterious master hidden in the darkness. He was not affected too much, but his breath was a little disordered.

Ji Chen didn't know him, but with his breath, Ji Chen had already guessed his identity, Jinyiwei.

Most of the people in the Jinyiwei practice the Xuanyuan Gong, and their aura is easy to judge.

The middle-aged man also knew that Ji Chen had guessed his identity, so he simply did not hide it.

go

He took off the weapon behind him, and with a slight shock, the black cloth wrapped in the weapon exploded directly.

It was a crossroads, bright silver.

"I underestimated you. Your growth rate is really shocking. In this way, you cannot live to become the successor of Yanzhou as the governor."

Ji Chen said coldly: "If I ask you which line you use, you will definitely not answer if I am."

"Since you know, you still speak!" the middle-aged man responded coldly.

"I'm too much!" Ji Chen said lightly, grabbing the iron stick and pointing to the ground obliquely.

"But I can tell you who issued the storm and lake hunting order."

The middle-aged man spoke again and said something that made Ji Chen feel a little different.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "The fight between us is a factional battle within the Jinyiwei."
Chapter completed!