Heavenly God Mnemonic

The dharmakaya that was about to collapse, all healed, turning into an immortal Vajra Prajna body, unbreakable.

"Yang Qingxuan" folded his hands together and stretched out his right hand to meet the troll's feet.

"Boom!"

In front of the golden palm, a huge golden vortex appeared, completely blocking the half-acre giant foot.

The two forces converged in the air, forming a huge spiritual pressure, making the Great Pure Heaven split into two, opposing good and evil.

Countless demons and Jun Qian and others were hit by this spiritual pressure, vomiting blood one by one, and even vanished into ashes.

Even Zun Yang and others gritted their teeth to carry, many of them suffered internal injuries and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. But they are still the best defensive group.

"Hold it! You must hold it!"

Jun Qian swallowed a pill by himself and hurriedly opened the barrier, protecting Luo Tinglan and a group of friends.

Li Si and others also took actions one after another, raising the defense to the limit.

Even so, he continued to vomit blood, the meridians were broken, and the internal organs were damaged. I don't know how long it could last. They all hoped that the battle between the two would end quickly.

"Yang Qingxuan" pushed forward with his big hand, and the troll's feet were pushed back.

Then he opened his mouth and let out an "Om——", the echo surging between the heaven and the earth, with great power, shaking everyone's blood and knowledge of the sea, shaking all the rules between the world, and even connecting the past, present, and future, to reach the other side of the avenue .

According to legend, this ancient sound was the first sound when the universe first opened. The beginning of ten thousand sounds is the closest existence to Tao in all sounds, and it is also the source of all spells.

As "Om" shouted, "Yang Qingxuan"'s body continued to grow bigger and taller with that troll.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, looking back is the shore!"

"Yang Qingxuan" looked solemn and compassionate and looked at Yan Futi firmly.

"Look back, your sister! I am a genius of the Prajna clan, and I have saved countless demons. You actually passed my false true formula to an outsider, and made me look back, so angry at me! This is impossible for me to return. But your head, I want to screw it off!"

Yan Futi roared loudly, and countless magic lights surged on his body, turning into a palm and patted it.

"Boom!"

It is the palm of the **** Prajna, but in the palm of the hand at this moment, there is not the slightest prajna aura, it is the purest demon aura of the origin, with boundless anger and resentment, to destroy the world!

"The method I teach is the only method, there is no true or false. One thought of foolishness is prajna-absolute, and wisdom is prajna rebirth. Turning back is the shore!

"Stop talking nonsense! Since I can't get the real secret of immortality, I can't look back! And no one in this world can think of it, just go to death!"

"Oh, the condition comes and goes, the condition gathers and then disperses, the condition arises and the condition falls, and the condition falls.

"Yang Qingxuan" closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and slapped it with the same palm.

It is the palm of the Prajna god.

For a time, countless golden lights flickered in the palm prints, and those lines were fickle, showing all the rules.

It seems that endless Taoism magical powers are all under this move.

"Boom!"

The golden prajna palm meets the black prajna palm.

The whole Dajingtian burst completely apart.

Those demons and demons who were suppressed were all shaken out, vomiting blood one by one, and many others died violently on the spot, directly turning into pieces of meat and ashes, and completely disappeared.

The heaven and the earth are completely transformed into two colors of gold and black, showing the polarities of good and evil, which are not tolerant of each other.

"Boom!"

The power of the palm is endless. After a while, the golden light finally gains the upper hand and suppresses the magic pressure.

The palm of the demon prajna began to fall apart.

Yan Futi yelled in anger, "No! I don't want to die, I can't die! I've exhausted my strength all my life, to realize the way to enlightenment, step into the eternal supreme, even if suppressed for thousands of years, the original intention does not change, how can I die? Here!"

"Yang Qingxuan" said: "All dharmas arise due to predestined conditions, and all dharmas die due to predestined conditions. I say that they are all empty. Dependent dharmas inherit all dharmas arising from predestined conditions.

Closing his eyes, the golden light of the whole body was released again, the power of Nirvana filled the world, and the golden palms of the gods suppressed the sky and the earth and dispelled all evil spirits.

"what!--"

"I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!"

Yan Futi hissed and screamed, his voice echoing in the endless light, slowly dissipating.

A string of rosary fell into the yellow sand and was buried invisible.

"May you in this world be like colored glaze, clear inside and out, clean without filth, and bright."

"Yang Qingxuan" said, palms together.

The strong golden light on his body suddenly disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan shook all over, and immediately came back to his senses, with clarity in his mind.

All the incredible just now, all under his clear perception, instantly had a strong feeling, but could not tell what it was.

The supreme man, just a remnant thought in the relic, disappeared with Yan Futi.

The power of Nirvana flowing between the heavens and the earth is exactly the remaining power of that divine mind.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly sat down cross-legged, feeling in the power of this great Nirvana, and did not dare to waste half a point.

He knew that the power of Nirvana would soon dissipate and would no longer exist.

It is almost impossible to find this kind of power in the universe.

Yang Qingxuan's heart moved slightly, just running the Wuxiang Tathagata Original Wish Sutra, and the realm broke through the past and reached the five-star thousand realms.

The second soul also broke through accordingly.

The double avenue rule came down and fell on Yang Qingxuan's body, converging with the power of Nirvana, forming a strange scene.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and soon reacted one by one.

Hastily learnt that Yang Qingxuan sat down cross-legged, absorbing and comprehending the power of Nirvana.

Even Zunyang and others are practicing pinching techniques.

Those who can live to the present are all peerless geniuses, who naturally understand the preciousness of this great power of Nirvana, and no one wants to waste half of it.

After being completely destroyed, it became extremely peaceful and serene, leaving only the "hissing" wind whirling between the heaven and the earth, blowing shallow dust.

I do not know how long it has been.

Yang Qingxuan recovered from entering the Ding, slowly opened his eyes and looked around in amazement.

The power of Nirvana has long since dissipated, there are pits and pits on the earth, and countless cracks in the broken sky, like a broken canvas, but in a little bit of self-recovery.

Except for some corpses on the ground, all the demons were gone. Li Si, Jin Wuque and others were also missing. Only Jun Qian, Luo Tinglan, and three fellow practitioners from the Southern Universe Alliance were still there.

Zun Yang and others have naturally left, and they have not even appeared.

But when Yang Qingxuan was possessed by the supreme golden light, he clearly sensed the existence of these people. At this moment, he couldn't help looking into the void, his fiery eyes flashed, and there was no one.

Luo Tinglan came over happily and said: "You woke up, this retreat into meditation, it has been three months."