I seized the Demon Emperor

Elder Mingjing was thrown towards Su Ye by Master Mingjue like an arrow from a bow.

When the demon sect members saw this, they were all horrified.

Su Ye had never seen Elder Mingjing before.

And Elder Mingjing was still dressed like a monk from Qingliang Temple...

Only Su Wei was not in a hurry, he just shouted: "Don't throw it!"

Su Ye did not punch Elder Mingjing directly, but stretched out his hand and gently caught Elder Mingjing.

However, he smiled, and the next move was to lift Elder Mingjing and throw him back to the sick Maha on the opposite side.

Hearing his elder brother Su Wei's shout, Su Ye was stunned for a moment, and then he did not throw Elder Mingjing.

Looking at the approaching "sick Maha" Master Mingjue, Su Ye's eyes lit up.

There seemed to be black and purple electric light flashing in his pupils.

With both hands raised, he threw Xiao Su Yuan in his hand and Elder Mingjing to Su Wei.

Then Su Ye threw out his fists and connected with Master Mingjue's palms.

The two evil ghost dragons roared together.

Master Mingjue also lit up with glazed Buddha light, and instantly manifested and condensed into a solemn Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue was less than ten feet high.

It was much smaller than Master Mingguan's Bodhi image, and only a circle larger than the Arhat image of Elder Mingjing and Zen Master Zhichen.

However, Su Ye threw out his fists, and the two black and purple ghost dragons hit the Buddha statue together, but they did not penetrate it.

The black and purple evil light and the glazed Buddha light fluttered and shattered together.

The aftermath of the fight between the two sides spread to the surroundings, causing cracks to appear in the distant rocks and rubble to roll down.

The Buddha statue seemed to be flawless, without flaws, without worries, and without dust.

It withstood the attacks of the two ghost dragons, and even had the strength to raise its palms and grab the two dragons.

Master Mingguan saw it and admired it.

The other monks in Qingliang Temple were even more excited.

Master Mingjue, the "sick Maha", fell to the twelfth realm due to an old injury.

Previously, Chen Luoyang broke the Sanskrit Pure Land, and now he has lost the only means to temporarily maintain the strength of Emperor Wu.

But under Emperor Wu, he is still undoubtedly a top master.

The three unique skills of Qingliang Temple.

Precepts, the Pure Precepts Knife.

Concentration, the Eight Concentrations Demon Subduing Staff.

Wisdom, the Mahayana Bodhi Divine Fist.

Study the three non-leakage studies of Buddhist precepts, concentration, and wisdom respectively.

Only those who have successfully practiced the three unique skills and integrated them can achieve the highest unique skill of Qingliang Temple, the Leak-free Palm.

Leak-free people, people who have eliminated all troubles.

Compared with the leak-free people and leak-free skills in Buddhist legends, the leak-free palm is not as magical, but some clues can be seen.

Master Mingjue unfolded his divine palm and condensed it into the form of leaking, trying to suppress Su Ye's ghost dragon spear.

Master Mingguan took the opportunity to try to rescue other monks in Qingliang Temple.

But when the leaking phase stretched out his palms and grabbed the two ghost dragons with the momentum of a big Buddha catching a dragon, Su Ye did not panic, but smiled at Master Mingjue.

Then, he had an iron spear that was completely black in his hand.

Except that it was made of black iron, the iron spear was ordinary, not any magic weapon, but just an ordinary black iron spear.

There was even rust on the spear.

But just with such a broken iron spear in hand, the momentum of the young man with untied hair was different.

It was like the finishing touch.

A monstrous and vicious aura emerged.

The tip of the spear was sharp, as sharp as the world, indestructible.

The leaking phase of Master Mingjue, "Bing Maha", grabbed nothing with his palms.

A black shadow flashed by.

It has been stabbed in the chest of the Buddha statue again.

Cracks appeared in the chest of the leak-out phase in an instant!

The power of perfection and purity, no more troubles, has suddenly been broken and fallen into the mortal world.

Lotus flowers bloomed under Master Mingjue's feet, and he retreated step by step.

As the leak-out phase retreated, the ferocious ghost dragon with fangs and claws on his chest chased him relentlessly, vowing to pierce the Buddha statue and Master Mingjue together and nail them into a string.

Before the monks of Qingliang Temple could react, Su Ye shook the spear in his hand violently.

Then the black and purple ghost dragon that was chasing Master Mingjue relentlessly, the dragon head continued to move forward, and the dragon tail swung in the air.

During this swing, the dragon tail changed and turned into the shape of a dragon head.

A two-headed dragon without a tail.

The second dragon head transformed by the dragon tail rushed out with a roar, and pounced on the other side of the "Venerable Du'e" Master Mingguan like lightning!

The two heads of the ghost dragon rushed to one side.

The dragon's body stretched rapidly, and then broke in the middle.

The two broken ends each turned into a new dragon tail.

The two ghost dragons pounced on the two generations of abbots of Qingliang Temple!

With one shot, Su Ye put two twelfth-level Buddhist masters under his spear tip at the same time.

For Master Mingjue, the "sick Maha", the pressure was relieved a little.

He regrouped and took Su Ye's shot.

But Master Mingguan on the other side was killed by surprise.

The ferocious ghost dragon instantly penetrated the Arhat phase he used to parry.

Master Mingguan used all his skills to narrowly avoid the shot.

But Su Ye's offensive was continuous, and the ghost dragons flew all over the sky wherever the spear tip pointed, covering the two great Buddhist masters Mingjue and Mingguan.

The two monks stabilized their minds, defended their positions, and fought with them.

However, they could no longer care about other places.

Su Wei received Little Su Yuan and Elder Ming Jing and said, "Master, please forgive me for being rude."

"Master Su is too polite." Elder Mingjing looked back before he could stand still. He looked at Su Ye with a slightly complicated expression as he fought against two of the top masters of Buddhism, Mingjue and Mingguan, one against the other. He was not at all inferior and even attacked with every move.

"I have heard of the name of the ghost dragon, but there is little news. Now that I see him, it is really amazing. The younger one is surprising, and the stronger one is surprising." Elder Mingjing let out a long breath.

After Zhang Tianheng killed a master of Qingliang Temple, he said with a smile: "Jian Ge Shijing, he entered the godhood at the age of seventeen. Although he is an enemy, I also admire him. However, our sect still has such a young master who was raised at the age of seventeen."

The six-dragon imperial chariot hovered in the sky.

Chen Luoyang was sitting by the window at this moment, watching the battle below.

He thought of more in his mind.

No wonder he was so tolerant and indulgent to this kid.

The former leader and other capable young men probably hoped that Su Ye could reach the thirteenth realm as soon as possible, achieve the body of the Martial Emperor, and counterbalance the head of the Vermillion Bird Hall, right?

The leader was suppressing him from above.

If he came from below, the life of the head of the Vermillion Bird Hall would be difficult.

The life of the entire elders would not be easy.

On the ground, Elder Mingjing muttered to himself: "The twelfth realm at the age of seventeen, this seems to be second only to the leader in his youth?"

Su Wei coughed dryly and said in a humble tone: "This kid is not very useful, Master..."

In a few words, Su Ye's attack became more and more urgent.

Master Mingjue, the "sick Maha", could still parry, but Master Mingguan on the other side began to be unable to do so.

Finally, he was accidentally shot through the arm by Su Ye.

Blood splattered all over the sky and fell on the collapsed rock next to him, breaking the rock apart.

The blood stains formed a somewhat bizarre picture.

It seems abstract, but it seems to have a unique beauty.

The spear in Su Ye's hand suddenly slowed down, and his eyes could not help but look at the picture.

Master Mingjue and Master Mingguan did not fight back, but took the opportunity to withdraw.

The six-dragon emperor chariot in the sky seemed to be under the pressure of dark clouds.

Su Ye stared at the blood painting in a trance, and the spear in his hand was like a pen, tracing in the air.

"... Master, you are... honored..." Su Wei just said the second half of the sentence at this time, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Elder Mingjing looked at Su Ye, then turned his head to look at Su Wei beside him.

Under the gaze of Elder Mingjing, Su Wei wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Zhang Tianheng's face was also hot: "... This is why the leader rarely assigns him tasks."

"…………" In the six-dragon emperor chariot, Chen Luoyang looked expressionless.

He sighed deeply and shook his head.

Then he stood up and walked out of the hall.

The Demon Emperor appeared, and the mountains and rivers below, where the war was raging, became dead silent for a moment.