Journey to the West: Choose Yang Jian at the start

The sword was slashed out, and the sky and the earth were darkened.

There is only a hint of desire to open up the nine levels, break the supreme edge of heaven and earth, and slash towards Amitabha sitting in the center of the territory.

Instant time.

Amitabha Buddha has never left the center of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss for hundreds of millions of years.

In front of that supremely sharp sword light, he couldn't help but look shocked, and he stood up suddenly.

Even the incarnation of a saint would not dare to be careless in front of Yang Jian.

Especially when Yang Jian slashed out...

Amitabha Buddha is located in the center of the Pure Land, with infinite time and space as a barrier.

They all felt a bone-chilling murderous intent, nailed deep into their own souls through endless time and space.

The light of the sword showed a straight line, pointing directly at Amitabha Buddha sitting in the center of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

It is better to take what is straight than to seek what is crooked; the saints are not afraid, but ask for the sword in the palm of your hand!

"collapse! collapse! collapse!"

Just for a moment... the endless space-time barrier in the Pure Land of Bliss was directly cut into pieces by this sword light. The unparalleled killing edge cut off all the restraints!

"choking……"

A crisp sword cry resounded in the sky above the Pure Land world.

Amitabha Buddha's seemingly unchanging figure seems to have turned into a towering Sumeru Mountain, and it suddenly suppresses the light of the sword that cuts in front of him.

"Click! Click! 000 seconds.

The Great Sumeru Mountain, which was integrated with the entire Pure Land of Bliss, slowly shattered under the impact of the supreme edge.

As if the size was the same, it was evenly cut into two halves by this supreme edge. A large piece of golden Shen Yue fragment collapsed in an instant. It immediately turned into a bright golden Buddha light, condensing the shadow of Amitabha.

The supreme sharp sword light still showed no weakness.

It seemed to have no substance. The existence of it is just a certain enlightened concept.

A pure light... from bottom to top, beating with sharp murderous intent.

Seeing this scene,

Amitabha's face finally changed.

His indifferent and ruthless eyes, There was a look of shock and panic.

The millions of feet high Mount Sumeru shattered into pieces and turned into immeasurable Buddha light, condensing into the shadow of Amitabha.

This meant that his Buddha's golden body was cut off in just one encounter. Fragmented.

Only the pure soul is left, hovering in the center of the Pure Land in the form of three thousand divine thoughts.

And that supremely sharp sword light is still chasing after it.

At this moment...

Amitabha seems to I heard Yang Jian's disdainful sarcasm: The incarnation of a saint? Can you block my sword?!

(abi) thought of this.

Amitabha Buddha suddenly gritted his teeth and declared the Buddha's name:"The prosperity of the Three Thousand Realms has come to an end, and I wake up from the great dream. The frost, wind and sword are also like a dream, and like dew and illusion, they are all empty!"

Before he finished speaking.

His body suddenly collapsed and turned into three thousand dream-like worlds of Hengsha, spread out layer upon layer.

Neither life, nor death, nor life, nor dreams, nor illusions, nor dreams.

At this moment...

Amitabha seemed to have disappeared into the Three Realms and Six Paths, without any substantial existence.

Since it doesn't exist, no matter how sharp you are, what can you do to me?!

This is Amitabha’s response!

The forty-eight great magical powers of Buddhism - the dream power!

One thought creates a world, and three thousand eternal sands fall into prosperity!

See this scene.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The three-pointed, two-edged sword in his palm swung out lightly.

A flash of supremely sharp sword light instantly became blurry and dreamy.

It keeps beating in the endless time and space, changing the sharp edges of hundreds of divine lights.

Slash back and forth in countless dreamlike worlds

"Shuzi, how dare you bully me like this?!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly resounded through the sky.

The next moment, a figure that was neither a monk nor a Taoist, a monk and a Taoist figure came through the air.

A faint supreme holy power suddenly burst out.

It was exactly That: the untainted posture of the Great Enlightened Golden Immortal, Bodhi, the ancestral master of the Western Wonderful Appearance; the three or three lines of immortality, the omnipotence of energy and the omnipotent kindness of

God. The emptiness and silence change naturally, just like the original nature, and the majestic body has the same longevity as heaven. The Bodhi Patriarch of the Great Dharma Master Mingxin, who is also the reincarnation of the Saint who has been re-condensed by Zhunti Saint!

As soon as he appeared... around the Bodhi Patriarch, various strange phenomena such as flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the ground appeared, and he was worthy of being called" The rhetoric of"Wonderfully performing the Three Vehicle Teachings, the subtle and complete Dharma".

Slowly shake the tail of the crocodile and spray pearls and jade, and the sound of thunder shakes the nine heavens.

The next moment, the sacred instrument of enlightenment held by the Bodhi Patriarch: the Seven Treasures Tree, has turned into a billion The seven-colored divine light spanned endless time and space, rushed out of the long river of humanity, and crashed down towards Yang Jian.

The two saints transformed themselves into fighting Yang Jian!

Seeing this scene,

Yang Jian was happy and unafraid, and his mouth was clear. A voice said:"Patches of auspicious light cage bucket handles, murderous auras penetrated the spiritual platform one after another. How many practitioners have suffered this calamity, three corpses beheaded and five clouds opened!"

"You saints are so high above others that you regard gods, gods, and spirits as nothing more than stupid dogs.……"

"Have you ever thought that one day you might be killed by a dog or an ant?!"

Before he finished speaking, a Hongmeng Qingyun bloomed above Yang Jian's head. It has no light, no image, no form and no name.

Colorless, no thread, no sound and no sound.

It guides the world and opens up the mysterious path.

Three The color is chaotic, existing and dying at first.

The fortune pushes to the extreme, and the three qi are illuminated.

The qi is clear and clear, and the sun accumulates into the sky.

The qi condenses and condenses, and accumulates into the earth.

The next moment, the Hongmeng Qingyun thousands of feet high and below evolves into A supreme Pangu phantom, holding the illusory Kaitian Divine Axe.

The next moment, as the three-pointed two-edged sword in Yang Jian's palm suddenly slashed out, the Pangu phantom transformed by Hongmeng Qingyun also swung out to create the world. The light of the axe.

The light of the sword stirred up the universe; the supreme blade shattered the universe!

"boom! boom! boom!"

In an instant.

Wherever the three-pointed two-edged sword struck, a supreme scene emerged instantly where Pangu God created the world. The sun, moon and stars surrounded... the earth, water, fire and wind were derived... the mountains, rivers and earth condensed... all the spirits of the ancient world appeared... five colors A ray of light illuminates the heavens, Pangu’s holy power shakes the world

"The incarnation of a saint? But that's it!"

Yang Jian sneered, and kept slashing out the supreme sword light that opened up the world.

In an instant... the endless time and space turned into a state of unresolved chaos and the beginning of chaos.

It was like a chaotic river with no beginning and no end. Thousands of miles of time and space flowed slowly.

But Patriarch Bodhi held the billions of colorful divine lights transformed from the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, but he was directly trapped in the chaos.

The next moment.

With the wave of Yang Jian's sleeves, endless The chaos suddenly became like boiling water.

It began to riot and become restless!

It seemed that it was about to evolve into a chaotic wind, completely annihilating their two saint incarnations.

Seeing this scene,

Patriarch Bodhi's face suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted hesitantly:"Fellow Supreme Daoist, are you just going to watch us fall like this?!"

Before he finished speaking, a white jade and gold bridge instantly broke through the endless time and space and came down.

The endless chaotic air flow suddenly showed the scene of the differentiation of yin and yang.

The clear yang energy rose to the sky, and the turbid yin energy sank to the earth.

The fire on the earth The Feng Shui evolved and slowly calmed down.

Taishang Laojun, wearing a Taiqing fishtail crown and a Tai Chi Bagua Yin and Yang robe, stood on the white jade gold bridge and said lightly:

"Yang Jian! Can you talk to me?!"

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