"Amitabha!"

Feeling Yang Zhen's fighting spirit, the golden light in the Buddha's body exploded, and his body transformed into thousands of people. In the blink of an eye, countless golden Buddhas transformed into a magic array of demon subduing. The vast Buddhist teachings condensed into a barrier, sealing Yang Zhen in it.∽↗As the activation of the magic array of demon subduing, the golden light in the sky was dazzling, and various Buddha statues were emerging on the barrier at different frequencies, forming four angrily vajras, each of which launched a fierce attack.

Trapped, hesitating for the reason why the light was too strong, so I couldn't see what kind of expression Yang Zhen was like at this moment, but Yang Zhen's heart was already very serious. Obviously, the attack from the Great Strong Buddha posed a strong threat to Yang Zhen.

As his eyes narrowed, Yang Zhen glanced at the Great Ming Buddha from afar, then let out a light roar, and white light appeared all over his body, and the Qingming Sword in his hand also appeared out of thin air. A sharp aura suddenly appeared, colliding with the Buddhist barrier of the Great Ming Buddha. At the same time, Yang Zhen also kept waving the Qingming Sword in his hand, and the dazzling sword light continued to attack the Buddha light barrier around him, sparks flew everywhere, and thunderous sounds shook his ears!

During the battle, the Buddha of Dashizhi also clearly felt Yang Zhen's strength. No wonder the Buddhists suffered a great loss in several battles. Yang Zhen's strength is so strong that he can be called a first-class expert in this era.

If such a peerless talent belongs to it, it is excellent, but this person wants to go against Buddhism, so he will be unable to stay.

In the air, the confrontation between the two sides continued. The sword light inside was magnificent, and the Buddha light outside was dazzling, complementing each other and multiplying the power. Its powerful momentum filled the entire sea of ​​blood, shocking everyone.

With a roar, Yang Zhen snatched his toes and his body turned upwards. His hands swung slightly from time to time between turning, resulting in two rotating airflows in opposite directions. Under Yang Zhen's control, he gradually moved closer. Finally, he used the explosive force caused by incompatibleness to be a sharp sword, turning into a storm that shook the sky and rushed straight into the sky.

At this moment, the people outside saw Yang Zhen like a white light arrow, crossing his dazzling tail wing to break through the clouds and fly away, shaking the barrier of the Great Strong Buddha in one fell swoop. He appeared for half a day.

The loud noise surged in the fields with irresistible power. At this moment, whether it was the Buddhist masters in the sky or the Asura sects on the ground, all the onlookers were swept left and right by the airflow, and their faces were surprised.

In the air, the Buddha's body was paused, and then it was popped up several feet, and it still shaking after falling on the auspicious clouds.

Yang Zhen's whole body was shocked at this moment. His fair face was as pale as paper, with blood spilling out of the corners, and the light shields around him fluctuated extremely violently. Yang Zhen did not take much advantage after fighting hard. After all, the Buddha of Dashizhi was the Buddha of Buddhism for three generations, and was famous for his Wuxu scholar.

After wiping off the blood in the corner of his mouth, Yang Zhen used the "Buddha Light" several times. His injuries had recovered. After looking at the Buddha Dashizhi who was still closing his eyes and breathing not far away, Yang Zhen smiled disdainfully and said, "Buddha Dashizhizhi, if you only rely on this little skill of a three-legged cat, you should save money. Maybe you are standing side by side with the people behind you, and you still have some possibility. Just by your own words, don't humiliate yourself."

When the Buddha of Dashizhi opened his eyes as soon as he heard this, the look of horror flashed by.

Since Buddhism was at a disadvantage when it fought against Yang Zhen many times, the Great Strategy Buddha was a trick. In order to prevent Yang Zhen from using his time magical power, he controlled the space of thousands of miles in one fell swoop and forced Yang Zhen to confront him head-on.

But Yang Zhen also fought head-on as the Great Shishizhi Buddha thought, but what the Great Shishizhi Buddha did not expect was that Yang Zhen's strength was so great that he could fight against him, who was already in the late stage of the Daluo Jinxian, and both sides suffered losses.

However, what shocked the Buddha even more was that Yang Zhen did not receive any serious injuries.

Originally, although Yang Zhen and Dashizhi Buddha both suffered losses, hesitated that Dashizhi Buddha was far away, so the aftermath of the explosion did not cause high damage to him. At most, it was only a little bit of the recoil force of the magic. Yang Zhen was in the center of the explosion and had to bear the recoil force, but now it seems that Yang Zhen did not receive any serious injuries.

"It seems that the demon clan is indeed unique, and the strength of the body and bloodline is far beyond the comparison of the human clan. If it weren't for the cruelty of the demon clan in ancient times, the position of the protagonist of the heaven and earth would not be the human clan." Suppressing the injury, the Great Shishima Buddha said lightly, but his tone was extremely calm, making people unable to see what he was thinking in his heart.

"Hmph! Are you trying to find excuses for your failure?" Yang Zhen said disdainfully.

The Buddha of Dashizhi shook his head and sighed: "It is as strong as the demon clan in ancient times. It is because he does not know the number of days, so after the Lich War, the demon clan declined. Countless demon clan masters died. Even if they are as strong as Di Jun and Taiyi, they still cannot escape the fate of the fall. Yang Zhen, what do you think you are better than the ancient demon emperor?"

Yang Zhen fell into silence when he heard this, as if he was thinking about the issue of the Great Strategy Buddha. It was not until a moment later that Yang Zhen said, "They are not as good as me!"

"Yang Zhen! You are arrogant!" A sharp shout suddenly came from the Buddhist masters above Jin Yun.

Yang Zhen raised his eyes and saw that Zen Master Wuchao was standing among the crowd, glaring at him.

"Oh? What does Zen Master have to teach you?" Yang Zhen asked lightly with a chuckling.

The Zen Master Wuchao glared at Yang Zhen and hummed, "The ancient demon emperor unified the demon clan and created the demon clan heaven, and respected all demons. You are just a cat demon, no virtue can you be compared with the ancient demon king, and even said that they are not as good as you, Hum! I don't think you know that there is still the word "shame" in this world."

"Zen Master, Di Jun, Tai Yi and the other two have long been history, and no matter how strong or how great their achievements are, they are just dead now, and I am a living person, they are indeed inferior to me. Zen Master, are you right?"

Zen Master Wuchao shouted sternly: "Yang Zhen, if you continue to be so arrogant, you will die sooner or later. I think you should cultivate yourself and adapt to the number of days, so as not to know that you have regretted it when you die."

"Zen Master, are you persuading me?" Yang Zhen looked at Zen Master Wuchao with a funny look and teased: "Zen Master, it's really unacceptable for you to care about me so much."

"Yang Zhen! Don't be rampant. Today, many Buddhist masters are here. I think how you can escape?" Zen Master Wuchao snorted angrily!
Chapter completed!