Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

When Su Qin thoroughly urged his own energy and blood, the entire Wanjian Island, like another big sun, filled every inch of space with terrifying energy and blood, even if it had already receded several miles away. This old ancestor also felt that his true essence and spiritual thoughts began to freeze and slow down.

only.

The next moment.

Under everyone's shocking eyes.

Su Qin slowly stretched out his right hand, spreading his five fingers, like the five-finger mountain of Buddha Tathagata in the myth, evaporating the power of the original spirit, and now only the palm-sized sword ancestor is holding it.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Qin's right palm was only a square inch in size, but at this moment, it was as if he was incarnate in another world.

"How can it be?!"

Wan Jianzong Sect Leader's eyes were all staring. He looked at the sword ancestor who was struggling in Su Qin's palm, only feeling that the concept of own had been completely subverted.

This is the ancestor of the sword. After the Wanjian Daoist, the one with the strongest talent and strength of the Wanjianzong has transformed into the existence of the primordial spirit. More than a thousand years ago, it was even more powerful and prestigious?

But at this moment, Jianzu is like a bird, holding it in the palm of his hand, which is simply appalling.

The ancestors of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were even more earthy.

They did not expect this result at all. Even if the sword ancestor loses his body, the strength of the body of the soul is enough to sweep all the peak myths that have not transformed into the soul, even if Su Qin's body is strong, the body of the soul does not exist , Gathering and dispersing invisible, how could it be possible to be trapped in Su Qin's Fangcun palm like now?

"go back."

"Hurry back to Jianfeng."

The expressions of the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect changed, and they immediately gave up the idea of ​​working hard with Su Qin to save the sword ancestor.

Su Qin is really terrifying.

Even the sword ancestors who had been crushed by swords for an era were reduced to the opponent's palm, let alone them?

Say it again.

Even if the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect wanted to attack Su Qin, it didn't matter. At this moment, Su Qin was full of energy, and it was like a sea of ​​blood within a few hundred meters. I am afraid that all their methods would not be able to squeeze into these hundreds of meters... ....

"right."

"Back to Jianfeng."

Wan Jianzong, Sect Leader and others suddenly awakened when they heard this.

The nine thousand-zhang sword peaks in the depths of Wanjian Island were left by Wanjian Daoist four thousand years ago. They contain the backhands left by Wanjian Daoist. Even the witch king of Wumen three thousand years ago was also at Jianfeng. Stop before.

This is certainly because there is nothing to attract the Witch King in Jianfeng, but it also shows that there is a great horror in Qianzhang Jianfeng, at least even Earthly Celestial like the Witch King can't get in and out at will.

Thinking of this, Wan Jianzong Sect Leader and others looked at Su Qin cautiously, and then quickly returned to Jianfeng.

Sect Leader Wan Jianzong's small actions can't hide Su Qin, but Su Qin is too lazy to take care of them at this time.

At present, most of Su Qin's energy is concentrated in the sword ancestor in the palm of his hand.

Even though Jian Ancestor's primordial power was very little left, and he was directly controlled by his Qi and blood pressure, it was still not that simple for Su Qin to completely kill Jian Ancestor.

Sword Ancestor is not the other pinnacle myths, the body of the primordial spirit is scattered and invisible, and Su Qin can let him escape with a little carelessness.

Although in the current state of Jian Ancestor, even if he really escapes, it is estimated that he will not be able to survive for long, but how could Su Qin leave such a hidden danger?

"Fellow daoist, why don't I wait for each step back, I will release your junior, no longer care about killing my Ten Thousand Sword Sect peak myth, and you let me go?"

After Jianzu struggled for a long time, he found that he couldn't escape Su Qin's palm, and he immediately relented.

In fact, if Jian Ancestor knew that Su Qin had such a strength, he would definitely not dare to do anything with Su Qin, but there was no pity in the world.

"Each step back?"

Su Qin was unmoved. He kept urging the blood surging in his body, slowly pressing it into his palm, and shook his head and said, "I still like to get my own things."

The voice just fell.

The terrifying power of blood rushed into his palm frantically, slowly refining every trace of Sword Ancestor's soul.

At the beginning, Jian Ancestor could barely resist. After all, he still had some power of the primordial spirit, enough to offset the qi and blood invading the candle, but as time passed, the power of the primordial spirit became less and less, and Su Qin's qi and blood The power is getting more and more majestic, and Jianzu is finally terrified.

"Fellow daoist, I knew it was wrong..."

Jianzu's voice became weaker and weaker, and he kept begging for mercy.

However, Su Qin didn't mean to stop in the slightest. Since he broke into the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he had already forged a big feud, and naturally had to cut the grass and root.

How could Su Qin let the sword ancestor go?

Time passed slowly.

Several hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Finally, the last trace of Sword Ancestor's power of the soul, in the sound of cursing, disappeared in smoke, letting the infinite energy of blood burn clean.

......

Nine Qianzhang Jianfeng.

Sect Leader Wan Jianzong and several ancestors watched the refining of Jian ancestors, and their expressions were very sad.

Jian Ancestor sheltered Wan Jianzong for more than a thousand years, but now they can only watch this scene happen, and the grief in their hearts can be imagined.

However, no matter how sad, no one dared to leave Jianfeng.

After Su Qin thoroughly refined the sword ancestor, he took a step forward and appeared in front of the nine thousand-zhang sword peaks.

While he was refining the Sword Ancestor, although most of his energy was devoted to the Sword Ancestor, it did not mean that he knew nothing about the outside world. All the actions of the Sect Leader and his party all clearly fell into the eyes of Su Qin.

"Hurry up and move the big formation on Jianfeng!"

Wan Jian Sect Leader was so scared that his scalp exploded, and he immediately joined hands with several ancestors to infuse his true essence into Jianfeng.

Rumbling.

I saw that the nine Qianzhang Jianfengs were finally aroused, and the sharp Sword Qi kept vacating from the Qianzhang Jianfeng ascending, and even the nine Qianzhang Jianfengs themselves were shaking.

If viewed from a distance, these nine thousand-zhang sword peaks seem to be transformed into nine divine swords that cut through everything.

Nine swords Samsara's big formation.

This is the back hand that Wanjian Daoist left on Jianfeng. Once the great formation is activated, the nine Qianzhang Jianfeng will be fully recovered. Each of these nine thousand-zhang sword peaks contains a Sword intent of the Wanjian Daoist. They have been nurtured for thousands of years and have been psychic. At this moment of recovery, it is not an exaggeration to say that the sky is broken and the earth is split.

"Meaningless."

"It is the great formation left by Earthly Celestial, the pinnacle of the East China Sea True Monarch. It was also smashed by my sword. With the death formation that no one can flexibly control now, do you want to stop me?"

Su Qin's eyes were deep.

Nine Swords Samsara is indeed very strong. It contains the Daoist Nine Sword intents. At its peak, it can even contend against an Earthly Celestial for a short time.

Three thousand years ago, the witch king of Wumen didn't make a battle because of this.

Actually it is not said that the Witch King can't help the great formation, but it is not necessary, even if the Nine Swords Samsara is broken, what will happen?

The Witch King didn’t walk in the way of swordsmanship. The countless magical works of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were of no use to him. As for the cultivation resources...

Wu Sect is handed down from the last era of vitality tide recovery, and its background is far more than that of Wan Jianzong. How could it be possible to see Wan Jianzong’s cultivation resources?

Besides, by the Earthly Celestial Realm, most of the treasures in the world are no longer useful.

Unfortunately.

If it were three thousand years ago, the Nine Sword Samsara formation still barely maintained at the peak, stopping the Witch King.

So now, after three thousand years have passed, the Nine Sword Samsara Great Array has long lost its heyday power, and the nine Sword intents in the Qianzhang Sword Peak have only been wiped out by time.

Unlike the True Monarch of the East China Sea, Wan Jianzong possesses a spring of inspiration, capable of nurturing a large formation.

However, no matter how weak it is, the Nine Sword Samsara formation at this moment has no problem blocking the peak myth, and even the peak myth of the soul may not be able to do anything.

But in front of Su Qin, who has the eyes of truth and can easily insight into the big array bit by bit, it is full of flaws.

The Eye of Truth observes all qi mechanisms in the world, and the great array of heaven and earth rests on the heaven and the earth, and is naturally within the observation range of Su Qin.

If the Nine Swords Samsara formation is still at its peak, even if Su Qin knows the flaws, it is of no use, because his power can't even penetrate the flaws.

But now, after three thousand years, the Nine Swords Samsara formation is still weak to a certain extent, and Su Qin naturally has the confidence to break open.

"break!"

Su Qin stepped out again, condensing his palms into a fist, like a hammer drum from an ancient giant, fiercely blasting towards the nine thousand-zhang sword peaks.

boom!

There was a dull sound, and the nine Qianzhang Jianfeng that had faintly started to recover suddenly shook. The terrifying power passed through the Nine Sword Samsara array and moved towards Wan Jianzong and the others.

Pouch.

The ancestors of Wan Jianzong spit out blood, their faces were as pale as paper, and they said incomparably savagely: "Block it, you must block it."

And this time.

Su Qin, who threw a punch, looked carefully again, and slammed a punch again.

boom!

boom!

boom! ! !

Su Qin blasted several punches in a row, and every one of his punches blasted on the flaws in the Nine Swords Samsara formation. The terrifying power almost penetrated the nine thousand-zhang sword peaks. If it were not for Su Qin's intention to keep his hands, he was worried that Li Wan would be affected. , At this moment, everyone in Wan Jianzong on Jianfeng might have been shaken to death by the terrible force.

But even so, the Nine Swords Samsara formation collapsed by nearly half, and Su Qin could even see through the formation, the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who were full of horror on the sword peak.

"Hold on, the sword peak is left by the ancestor of Wan Jian, and it will definitely be able to protect my Wan Jianzong from generation to generation..." Wan Jianzong Sect Leader's seven orifices bleed, still encouraging the desperate Wan Jianzong disciples.

And The next moment.

Su Qin punched again.

The power of this punch cannot be described in words.

I saw Su Qin's blood trembling, and vaguely, a three-legged divine bird as big as the blue sky condensed behind him. In addition to the majestic power of blood and blood, there were even strands of hot flame spreading.

Suddenly.

The originally crumbling Nine Sword Samsara formation was completely broken, countless Sword Ray quickly collapsed, and the ancestors of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who barely spurred the formation were directly subjected to backlash, and their physical spirits dissipated on the spot.

"I.... My Ten Thousand Sword Sect is destroyed..."

Sect Leader Wan Jianzong couldn't help backing a few steps, and sat on the ground with a puff, his face looked like ashen, like dementia.

At this moment, the Nine Swords Samsara's great formation was broken, and the Sect Leader of Wan Jianzong couldn't think of any means to resist Su Qin.

Unless the Wanjian Daoist resurrected four thousand years ago, nothing will be spared.

After breaking through the Nine Sword Samsara formation, Su Qin directly pointed out and broke through the dungeon named Heiyuan surrounded by nine thousand-zhang sword peaks.

Click.

Click.

The Black Abyss dungeon, which was made of Beihai Xuanming iron, had no resistance under Su Qin's finger, and it shattered, revealing Li Wan at the bottom.

"Uncle San."

Li Wan stayed, and immediately waved to Su Qin, shouting in excitement.

And the old man with white hair and beard, who was locked on the eleventh floor of the Black Abyss Dungeon, took a deep look at Su Qin.

"Is there really a fairy in the world?"

The old man quickly lowered his head, thinking that if there really was a fairy god, it could only be Su Qin.

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