I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

Chapter 92: 92. The Seventh Unique Art (Seeking recommendation votes! Seeking collection!)

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Master Mingguan chanted the name of Buddha.

His entire body became one with the 180-foot-tall Buddha statue in front of him.

As he took a step forward, the surrounding mountains and rivers seemed to tremble.

At this moment, he no longer had any hope of taking Little Su away.

However, he had no choice but to save his fellow disciples.

The golden Buddha raised his palm, clenched his fist, and struck at Su Ye again.

The power of this attack was much stronger than the punch of the Buddha condensed from the river water.

Laoshou saw it from another direction. He thought to himself that if he was in the eleventh realm, it would be difficult for him to resist this Mahayana Bodhi Divine Fist.

At this moment, this Venerable Dujie of the Buddhist Sect displayed his 12th realm cultivation strength to the fullest.

With a single punch, light flashed in the air, and the shadows of bodhi trees appeared out of thin air.

Under the linden forest, it seemed to be a path filled with wisdom.

All kinds of difficulties and obstacles had been subdued, and a glorious path leading to the Nirvana Realm had been opened up.

Su Ye had a smile on his face. He held Little Su Yuan in his left hand and stood still. His right hand clenched into a fist just like before and hit Master Mingguan’s Bodhi form.

Streaks of black-purple air currents spiraled in the air and instantly condensed into a dark cloud.

There seemed to be the shadow of a dragon rising and falling in the dark clouds.

With a deep and obscure roar, a strange purple-black dragon rushed out of the dark clouds!

This dragon looked extremely ferocious and terrifying, like a ghost or a devil.

The noble aura of the dragon race could not be seen, but it seemed to be even more powerful and domineering than a true dragon.

An extremely ferocious and tyrannical Pi!

The blackish-purple Pi rushed out of the dark clouds like lightning. Its body was straight like a spear that was dozens of meters long.

The dragon head was the tip of the spear, stabbing at Master Mingguan and Bodhi.

The road was smashed into pieces.

The two rows of Bodhi Precious Trees by the side of the road had their roots broken, falling and withering.

The wisdom and tranquility of Buddhism that he had previously had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The black-purple pheasant moved without any obstruction and collided with the fist of the golden buddha.

Then, the golden Buddha’s fist shattered into streams of light!

The hole in his arm kept expanding.

The giant Buddha’s arm was broken, but it did not stop. It roared and pounced on the golden Buddha’s chest.

Previously, he was like this when facing Zen Master Zhi Chen, who was at the tenth realm.

At this moment, he was still the same when facing Master Mingguan, who was at the twelfth realm.

The black-purple spear charged forward like a black spear and stabbed into the chest of the golden Buddha!

The monks of Qingliang Temple were shocked.

Everyone from the Demon Cult also felt their eyelids twitch.

“If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have been able to connect the usual him to the current him.” King Kong gasped and grimaced. “” His attacks are too sharp. It’s as if he’s invincible. ‘

Zhang Tianheng pursed his lips. ” The Cult Master once said that Second Brother Su’s self-created Rang Spear can be called the seventh peerless technique of our cult, and its potential is still far from full. Are you questioning the Cult Master’s judgment? ”

“Of course, Sect Master’s words are not wrong. It’s just that this Second Master

Su is really …” King Kong grinned.

He glanced at Su Wei beside him.

Su Wei’s face was full of bad luck. ” If it wasn’t for this brat, there wouldn’t be so much trouble. Stop looking. Let’s hurry up and get to work.

The Demon Cult members immediately attacked the monks of Qingliang Temple.

The 180-foot-tall Bodhi statue was punched through by Su Ye.

The Pi rushed into his chest and roared endlessly, aiming at Master Mingguan himself, who was in the middle of the Bodhi statue.

Master Mingguan’s Bodhi Form was broken and his face turned pale.

However, the abbot of Qingliang Temple reacted decisively and quickly.

He suddenly dispersed his Bodhi form.

Rays of glazed Buddhist light shot out, interfering with the attack.

At the same time, a staff appeared in Master Mingguan’s hand.

The huge eight-armed Arhat stood upright.

The eight arms held the same monk staff and reorganized their defense to block the attack.

Similarly, Elder Mingjing and Zen Master Zhi Chen had used the same Eight Stance Wand.

However, compared to Master Mingguan, who was now at the twelfth realm, they were not much different from disciples who had just entered the sect.

Master Mingguan’s Eight Stats Magic Wand was displayed. The four kinds of color world dhyana, namely, the First Dhyana, the Second Dhyana, the Third Dhyana, and the Fourth Dhyana, were displayed. The four kinds of color world dhyana, namely, the Boundless Void Dhyana, the Boundless Consciousness Dhyana, the No- all Dhyana, and the No- thought No- thought No- thought Dhyana, were all satisfied.

At this moment, he was fully focused on defense, blocking the attack.

Almost at the same time, a clear Buddha’s light soared into the sky and condensed into a glazed Buddhist Commandment Blade in the sky.

It was on the same level as the Mahayana Bodhi Divine Fist and the Eight Stance Wand. It was the Tranquil Commandment Blade, another of the three supreme arts of the Qingliang Temple.

The four pure precepts are called the non-leakage precepts, which can be used to get rid of worries and stains. This is called the pure precepts.

A huge Buddhist light saber that was dozens of meters long descended from the sky and slashed at Nu’s body.

After continuously piercing through the Bodhi Forest and the Bodhi statue, its power was finally depleted.

Although the dragon’s body was strong, it was not as indestructible as the dragon’s head.

The Tranquil Buddhist Commandment Blade slashed at the middle of the dragon’s body and finally cut it in half.

Master Mingguan took three steps back and exhaled. His face regained its color.

However, before he could stand firm, Su Ye chuckled and said, ‘”‘The second move. ”

After saying that, he stood where he was and extended his right hand, throwing a second punch.

The same black and purple bird roared again and rushed toward Master Mingguan like lightning.

Master Mingguan was on full alert.

However, no matter how the abbot of Qingliang Temple tried, he could not force the disheveled youth who was carrying Little Su Yuan to take half a step back.

On the contrary, the old monk was forced back step by step.

Instead, he was getting further and further away from the other monks of Qingliang Monastery.

Just as Master Mingguan was burning with anxiety, Su Ye’s expression suddenly changed and he turned to look in another direction.

A gray-robed figure suddenly appeared.

Old Shou was the closest to him. Just as he raised a silver moon to attack, the other party raised his hand and slashed in the air, cutting the silver moon and forcing Old Shou to dodge.

Then, the invisible blade seemed to be filled with endless troubles in the world, making people unable to be at peace.

Old Shou could only retreat.

The grey-robed figure easily passed by him and passed by Elder Mingjing.

“Senior Brother Mingjue…” Elder Mingjing took a deep breath.

There was only one person in Qingliang Temple who could have such mastery of the Tranquil Buddhist Commandment Blade.

The former abbot, Master Mingjue, the Illness Maha.

Compared to him, even the current abbot, Master Mingguan, was inferior.

“Junior Brother Mingjing, repent and be saved.” The grey-robed old monk sighed.

“The other shore is in front. There’s no need to turn back.” Elder Mingjing exhaled.

“I hope that we can have a chance to talk in detail in the future. I’m in a hurry to save someone, sorry for offending you.”

As he spoke, Master Mingjue threw a punch at Elder Mingjing.

Elder Mingjing barely managed to parry, but he only felt that no matter how he responded, he was in the other party’s grasp. Just like the Tranquil Buddhist Commandment Blade, the Mahayana Bodhi Divine Fist of the number one expert of Qingliang Temple had also reached perfection.

Even though he had fallen from the Martial Emperor Realm, he was still the number one Buddhist cultivator in the Divine Lands.

Elder Mingjing was directly captured by him.

Then, Master Mingjue waved his hand and Elder Mingjing was thrown at Su Ye!