Chapter 438 The Sword Immortal in White, Lord Buddha comes to the world!

Author: Duguhuan

Chapter 438 The Sword Immortal in White, Lord Buddha comes to the world!

"The fire essence of the Southern Emperor, the Golden Liquid of the Western Emperor, and the Yanyan Kunsteel, forge my magic sword and kill it!"

Li Daoxuan didn't say many ruthless words. Faced with the threat of Moro, he directly used Lu Zu's Heavenly Escape Sword Intent. For a moment, the sword in the three-inch spiritual platform was like a waterfall, and the sharp sword light illuminated the darkness, and also cut

Broken the ancient bodhi tree.

Moro's mental thoughts were directly chopped into pieces by the Tiandun Sword Intent. Even though he was a demon known for his powerful soul, he was still unable to resist and turned into dust under the influence of Lu Zu's Sword Intent.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he only differentiated a little bit of mental thoughts.

On the altar, Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, his eyes as sharp as swords, staring at the rolling clouds in the sky and the huge eye.

The statue of the Tsing Yi Empress is still refining and absorbing the incense belief to lay the foundation of the future Shinto. This is a crucial step, and there is no time to take care of it for the time being.

Li Daoxuan flicked his long sleeve, and a red sword box flew out, with a lifelike real dragon carved on it. It stood on the ground. It was only the size of a palm at first, and gradually became more than three feet tall.

He patted the sword case lightly.

Click!

The top of the sword box was opened, revealing three swords, one red, one white, and one black.

Three brilliant sword energy shot straight into the sky from the box, one was as sharp as a rainbow piercing the sun, one was like a dragon that chanted endlessly, both strong and soft, and the other was as heavy as a mountain and as thick as the blue sky.

The people who were bewitched heard a clear and loud sword cry that cleared the sky.

They were in a trance, as if they were waking up from a dream, feeling dripping with sweat and heart palpitations.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky also changed their appearance, turning into countless evil soldiers and ghosts, with bull heads and horse faces, black and white impermanence, flying yakshas, ​​and blood sea Shura. They were armed with swords, guns, swords, clubs, axes, axes, hooks and sickles, and they all rushed towards the altar.

It was as if thousands of ghosts were pressing down on the place and a group of demons were in turmoil. This scene made many people tremble with fear and their faces turned pale.

Yan Chixia stared closely at the sword box on the altar and said: "Master, the sword energy is so strong. I only heard you say that the thunder method of Longhu Mountain is powerful. I didn't expect that this Zhenren Li is also a sword cultivator."

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Xu Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This boy has such a good life. He actually got another divine sword. Wow, I'm even jealous of this old man."

After a pause, he put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "Chixia, it seems there is something good to watch today."

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On the altar, Li Daoxuan's long hair was fluttering, his sword intent soaring into the sky, the Dragon Sword Box clanking in front of him, and the three divine swords emitting loud sword sounds at the same time, as if they were asking their master to fight.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan really looked like a swordsman in white.

"Jianyi, Chixiao!"

Clang!

The Red Sky Sword turned into a streak of rainbow light and rushed straight towards the bullfighting. The sword energy like a giant sword cut through the sky, piercing through the clouds, like a red lightning, crisscrossing the crowds of ghosts and demons.

However, there are so many demons transformed by the clouds that even with the unparalleled speed of the Red Sky Sword, it is difficult to block them all at once.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan's voice sounded again.

"Sword Two, White Dragon!"

Clang!

The White Dragon Sword was unsheathed, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, and turned into sharp sword threads, like flying white dragons. Together with the Red Sky Sword, it blocked all the Yin soldiers and ghosts!

For a moment, with Li Daoxuan as the center, red and white sword light covered a hundred feet in radius, like a meteor shower, like thousands of arrows piercing the sky, covering the altar and the people. No matter how ferocious the demon was, it could not escape the sword light!

Yan Chixia was dazzled and fascinated by the power of the two swords of Chi Xiao and Bai Long. At the same time, she was also shocked by the skill of Master Li's sword control.

These two unruly divine swords, controlled by each other like arms, complement each other, are fast but not chaotic, which shows their profound swordsmanship.

Yan Chixia couldn't help but think that her master said that she was a swordsman prodigy who had not been seen in thousands of years. After practicing for several years, he had indeed improved by leaps and bounds. He could already wield a sword to fight against enemies. He felt proud of himself, but compared with this Zhenren Li, he was really ashamed.

If he and Zhenren Li fought, the other party would have cut off his head as soon as his sword was unsheathed!

Xu Qingxuan nodded repeatedly, feeling a little surprised.

This guy has practiced so many magical powers, so why is his swordsmanship progressing so fast?

It’s simply unreasonable!

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal?

"No, those dark clouds were not chopped to pieces by the sword energy, but are continuing to gather together!"

Xuanzang's eyes glowed with aura, which was his innate wisdom. He had already seen that something was not right about the other party. He saw that part of the Yin Qi floating in the sky above Chang'an City was chopped up by the sword Qi, but a lot of it was still retained.

Gather quietly.

Hearing this, Xu Qingxuan glanced at the young monk with some surprise, and found that the young monk had resolutely pulled out the fish intestine sword and was about to rush to the altar.

He held down the young monk's head and said silently: "Little master, you don't have any magic power at all. Even if this dagger is somewhat magical, it can't help the people above."

Xuanzang shook his head and insisted: "Even if I don't have the ability, my meat is still very fragrant. When I am by my brother's side, I can help him attract more monsters!"

Xuanzang had a secret from childhood to adulthood, that is, his physical body was very attractive to monsters. During this journey, some monsters started drooling when they smelled his scent from a distance.

Master once joked that he was a walking ginseng fruit.

Xu Qingxuan's face moved slightly. This little monk has a really good character. And listening to his words, it seems that Li Xiaozi is still his sworn elder brother?

Then this fish intestine sword should have been given to him by Mr. Li. It is not surprising that Mr. Li Daoxuan has more treasures in his hands than other people have fleas.

"Don't worry, your big brother is not that simple. Isn't there a sword?"

Xu Qingxuan looked at the last black epee in the Dragon Sword Box with a solemn look in his eyes.

As a current swordsman in the Yangshen realm, he could tell at a glance how extraordinary the black heavy sword was, at least at the level of a spiritual treasure. With his cultivation level, when he saw this sword, he felt a slight sinking in his heart and was affected by it.

A hint of sword influence.

call!

The howling wind blows the demonic clouds from the sky, and condenses into a huge protector god with four heads, facing in all directions, either compassionate, angry, calm, or compassionate.

He held a huge pagoda in his hand and threw it towards the earth. For a moment, the world seemed to darken.

Li Daoxuan stood proudly, his white clothes fluttering, his swords pointing together, a little empty.

"Sword Three, Giant Tower!"

Whoosh!

The giant sword that had been pressed for a long time finally came out of its sheath. When the wind blew, it turned into a huge heavy sword that was a hundred feet long. It was surrounded by black and yellow aura, and every strand was as heavy as a mountain.

Buzz!

The speed of the Juque Sword is not very fast. Compared with Chixiao and Bailong, it is as slow as a turtle crawling. However, it is as if the top of the mountain is overwhelming and the five mountains are falling to the ground, locking the entire world.

A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill has no workmanship!

With a loud noise, the huge pagoda was chopped into pieces by a sword, and then the power of the giant sword continued unabated, splitting the huge guardian god in half, and even split the layers of clouds, revealing streaks of golden light.

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The people wanted to cheer, but soon they became shocked. Some people became extremely frightened and began to kowtow in apology.

"Buddha, it's Buddha!"

"The Buddha condemned him, but the Buddha did not agree to the ceremony of consecration!"

"No matter how powerful Mr. Li is, he can't beat Buddha!"

The golden light revealed after the giant sword split the sea of ​​clouds was not the light of the sun, but the six-foot golden body that was even more dazzling than the sun.

Behind the sea of ​​clouds, there is a golden Buddha, sitting cross-legged among the twelve-grade golden lotus, with tall temples, hands touching his knees, and lowered eyebrows, looking down at the people, with a look of compassion and the anger of subduing demons.

It seems that Li Daoxuan on the altar is a lawless monster who is causing trouble in the world.

The next moment, a deafening Sanskrit sound sounded, like thunder in the west.

"Now that I have seen the Buddha, why not worship him?"
Chapter completed!