Chapter 653: Kill Through Lingshan Mountain and Suppress the Holy Buddha

clang!
As soon as Li Daoxuan finished speaking, two flying swords rushed out of the box, with fire mist covering thousands of miles and red smoke rising into the sky, like two bright flames.
There are two Feiyan swords in total, and they once shined brightly in the Investiture of the Gods with the help of the Flame Immortal Luo Xuan.
At that time, Luo Xuan fought alone against Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Lei Zhenzi, Tu Xingsun, Wei Hu and others, and dared to burn down the Xiqi military camp alone. After his death, he was named the Southern Three Qi Fire Deity Star God and commanded the four gods of the Fire Department.
Now that it is in Li Daoxuan's hands, its power is no less than before.
Just as the sound of two swords was heard, two divine swords that looked like red clouds soared into the sky, ignoring the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and carrying with them endless fire divine power, they killed into the group of Buddhas.
"This sword should kill three thousand Jiedis."
The so-called Jie Di is the guardian deity of Buddhism. In Journey to the West, he is mainly responsible for silently guarding Tang Monk and recording the 81 difficulties.
Chant!
Under the sky full of fire, Lingshan seemed to be on fire, and the temperature between heaven and earth rose rapidly. Flames could be seen in the sky for thousands of miles, and figures kept falling from the clouds like dumplings.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Three thousand Jiedis fell like rain, hit the ground and turned into charred stone statues, shattered into pieces.
"With this sword, I can kill another five hundred Arhats."
The two Feiyan swords crossed and penetrated into the auspicious cloud where the five hundred Arhats were standing.
In an instant, the auspicious clouds emitting Buddha's light were burned red. The Arhats groaned and tried to break out of the thick fire fog. However, their eyes were burned blind in an instant, and they lost their way, like headless flies.
In just a few breaths, copper liquid fell from the sky and poured into the Daxingshan Temple.
The five hundred Arhats have been burned into molten copper.
"Demon, die!"
The four great Bodhisattvas arrived and displayed their magical powers. Manjushri Bodhisattva sacrificed the Vajra Sword, Guanyin Bodhisattva held a jade bottle in an attempt to put Li Daoxuan into the bottle, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva made the lion seal, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made the wheel seal.
In addition, the three Buddhas also chose to take action. A green lamp lit up above the head of the ancient Buddha Dipankara, shining for eternity, guiding Li Daoxuan's soul. Sakyamuni Buddha pressed down his golden palm, and Maitreya Buddha offered up the human bag.
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but marvel at how lifelike these Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were, how their auras were shining, and how the Buddhist charm was reflected in their every move.
In other words, he does not believe in Buddhism. Otherwise, if any other Buddhist disciple were here, he would have to prepare himself mentally before taking action.
But unfortunately... fake is fake, no matter how realistic it is, it is not real.
"Sword Six, Xuanyuan!"
clang!
Another sword flew out of the box. The golden sword energy was like the upside-down Milky Way, showing the strange scenes of fishermen, woodcutters, farmers, and scholars, the sun, the moon, and the mountains and rivers. In an instant, the whole Chang'an city seemed to move. The power of humanity was like a vast torrent, led by this holy sword, rushing towards the seemingly high and invincible Buddha and Bodhisattva.
If it were somewhere else, the Xuanyuan Sword might not be so powerful, but this is Chang'an, the most prosperous imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty.
In an instant, the four great Bodhisattvas made crisp sounds and disappeared one after another, like a dream or bubble.
The golden body of the Three Buddhas was also worn away by the golden sword energy and was in danger.
Li Daoxuan sneered, pointed his sword and summoned the two Feiyan swords, which also rushed towards the Three Buddhas. Together with the Xuanyuan Sword, they finally broke through the Buddha's light and pierced through the golden body.
The golden Buddha's blood splashed and landed on the Feiyan Sword, making a crackling sound and instantly evaporated into golden mist. Combined with the blazing flames, it really looked like the sword was being tempered.
Finally, as Li Daoxuan put away his swords, the three magic swords flew back into the sword box with a clang. The sword energy was restrained and the brilliance was deep, like ordinary iron. This was the self-concealment of the divine objects.
The Longyin sword box closed automatically, shrank again and flew back into Li Daoxuan's sleeve.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe fluttering, and smiled faintly.
"Thank you, Holy Buddha, for sharpening my sword."
In the capital city, the monks who were watching were dumbfounded.
When the three thousand Jietis, five hundred Arhats and Bodhisattvas appeared, they were already very shocked and marveled at the amazing work of the Holy Buddha.
However, Master Li killed through Lingshan with one sword, and the Jie Di fell like rain, the Arhats turned into copper liquid, the Bodhisattvas turned into bubbles, and the golden body of the Buddha was wiped out.
This scene is really amazing.
The Taoists had fiery eyes and felt extremely happy, while the Buddhists looked as if they had lost their parents and their faces were pale.
Although they all knew that they were not the real Buddhas of Lingshan, their aura was so similar that even great monks could not spot the flaw.
Countless people have firmly remembered that fluttering green robe. In a trance, their memories seemed to have returned to twelve years ago, an era when all heroes bowed their heads and there was only one man under heaven.
At this moment, they finally confirmed one thing.
That person did come back.
The disciples of Wanshou Palace were so fascinated by the scene that their faces flushed with excitement, as if it was not Li Daoxuan but them who were beheading the Buddhas with the sword.
As a lineage of sword cultivators, they have an almost obsessive love for swords.
At this moment in their eyes, Li Daoxuan is undoubtedly the strongest swordsman in the world, no weaker than the ancient master Xu Xun.
It is a blessing for sword practitioners to have such a powerful sword immortal in the world.
Zhang Qianyang laughed loudly, silently put away the three treasures of dragon and tiger, and became energetic. He swept away the previous worries and tensions, and smiled at the disciples: "I knew it a long time ago, Taichong will definitely be no problem!"
"See, I was right, wasn't I?"
Zhang Weiyang quietly rolled his eyes.
You damn old man, the only thing about him that is the most stubborn is his mouth. Who was the one pinching his thigh nervously just now?
Mom, you don’t want to talk about him?
"When I first saw Taichong, I felt that he was extraordinary and would become a great man in the future, so I gave him the White Dragon Sword."
Liu Ningyan nodded and smiled: "He really didn't disappoint me."
Zhang Weiyang was speechless. "Mom, how come you are like Dad?" And that kind look in her eyes made her look like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.
He turned around to find someone to talk to, but saw that all the disciples of Longhu Mountain were staring at the green figure with undisguised admiration in their eyes.
If he had not been sure that he was the only , Zhang Weiyang would have thought that his future position as Heavenly Master would be in jeopardy...
Daxingshan Temple.
"Master is mighty!"
The golden retriever wagged its tail, as if it had turned into a golden retriever, waving a flag and cheering.
After witnessing the shocking scene just now, it completely realized the gap between itself and its master, and finally faced the reality. Its mentality has changed dramatically.
What's wrong with being a mount?
With a strong backing, who dares to bully you?
"Evil monk, I have accepted your gift. If you don't come out, don't blame me for pulling you out."
The red mark between Li Daoxuan's eyebrows opened slightly, revealing a ray of golden light.
However, before he could open his third eye completely, a figure in white walked out. He had deep eyes, a wide nose, and a calm temperament. His green eyes seemed to be glowing as he stared at Li Daoxuan quietly.
"Amitabha, I really underestimated the Imperial Master. The Feiyan Sword of the Fire Star Lord and the Xuanyuan Sword of the Yellow Emperor, the Imperial Master is really lucky."
The last time he and Li Daoxuan fought in Yaksha’s memory, he found that the other party only had the cultivation level of a human immortal, so he felt relieved.
The Lingshan formation he had set up this time was powerful enough to kill human immortals. He had carefully prepared it just to build momentum for himself.
He summoned all the gods and Buddhas to help him and killed the emperor's preceptor. With such means, who would dare to resist his authority in the future?
It's a pity that the good show he designed was destroyed by Li Daoxuan with great force.
The opponent's magic weapon was beyond his imagination.
Li Daoxuan gazed at the holy Buddha, who was said to be the reincarnation of Venerable Ananda, with deep eyes.
"In the 19th year of Zhenguan, you fought on Mount Longhu. At my master's birthday banquet, you broke my junior sister's sword and injured my master?"
That Erpo Sumei put his palms together and said, "That's right."
"In the 20th year of Zhenguan, you sent people to attack Xiaobai and injured Sister Yu?"
"yes."
"In the 21st year of Zhenguan, it was you who offered the elixir of immortality and deceived His Majesty to split Zhelong and the Bad People, and issued the order to exorcise demons?"
"That's right, Master Li is talking about this person, and every word he says is about me."
Facing Li Daoxuan, who had just killed a group of Buddhas with his sword, Erpo Sumei seemed very calm. He was dressed in white and had an elegant demeanor, showing the style of a great monk.
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly.
For some reason, Erpo Sumei felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. When he was about to speak, his pupils suddenly condensed and a brilliant golden light burst out from his body.
"etc--"
clang!!!
With a loud bang, Erpo Shamei's figure flew backwards like a cannonball, smashing the walls one by one, and finally crashing into a huge ancient bell.
Boom!
The bell rang loudly, and the bronze bell that had been hanging in Daxingshan Temple for decades instantly shattered into pieces, burying his figure.
Li Daoxuan shook his wrist and spoke indifferently.
"Fight first, talk later."
The two of them are fighting to the death, and today one of them must stand and the other must lie down.
There is no point in talking at this moment. Even if I want to ask something, I have to vent my anger first.
But this bald donkey is still quite strong.
Crash!
Erpo Sumei flew out from the fragments of the ancient bell, no longer having the demeanor of a transcendent monk.
His whole body was shining with golden light, as if inlaid with gold foil, and was filled with a kind of pure, wise, and immortal Buddhist charm. From afar, it looked like Venerable Ananda in person.
However, the white clothes on his upper body were blown to pieces, and there was a fist mark about three inches deep on his chest, which was slowly recovering.
There was something clearly wrong with Erpo Shamei's eyes. He stared at the fist mark on his chest, with golden light flashing in his eyes.
How could a mere human immortal harm his own golden body?
Although this golden body had consumed a lot of power in order to leave Lingshan, it was definitely not something that a human immortal could hurt. That kind of terrifying power...
The situation seemed to be somewhat beyond his expectations.
"Li Daoxuan... who are you?"
That Erpo Sumei stared at him closely, showing suspicion.
It is impossible for a cultivator on earth to have such a body, and he also guessed that he escaped from Lingshan, so it was obvious that he knew something.
Could it be that he is the reincarnation of some powerful being, and his memory has now been awakened?
As soon as he thought of this, he felt fear in his heart.
"Li Daoxuan, there are no gods or Buddhas now. Why don't we join hands to redefine the order of heaven and earth and rule the world? I promise you that I can give you half of the immortality elixir I refine."
The golden-haired beast immediately shouted angrily, "Bald donkey, you once told me the same thing!"
Despite the golden body, Erposhamei's face seemed to darken.
What he regretted most now was why he didn't kill the golden-haired beast earlier. These revived evil gods would never be able to achieve anything significant after all.
He sent a voice message to tempt, "Li Daoxuan, those immortality pills are enough for you and me to achieve the celestial immortal realm."
Heavenly fairyland!
Even in the era when gods and Buddhas still existed, he was considered a big boss and an absolute backbone. As for the world today, he is even more of a symbol of invincibility.
This was definitely a huge temptation, but Li Daoxuan just smiled coldly.
"There was someone who once said something similar to me."
He thought of the black-robed Mara. Although Narvasamei was now wearing white clothes, he still could not change the evil in his bones.
The black-robed Mara and the white-robed holy Buddha are essentially the same kind of people.
"But now, he is dead. I killed him with three stab wounds. He died miserably."
Li Daoxuan looked at him, and in his eyes, which were like nebulas, there was a chilling murderous light.
He smiled slightly, his teeth were white.
"Sorry, I just want to kill you now."
boom!
The ground cracked apart inch by inch as if a dragon was turning over. The entire Daxingshan Temple was rumbling, and the ground veins of Chang'an City shifted.
And all this happened just because of Li Daoxuan's kick.
His figure was incredibly fast, and the Eight-Nine Profound Art was activated. His powerful physical strength was stimulated to the extreme at this moment. His blood and energy were like a thousand-foot-high river in the sky, drowning the sun and the moon.
After returning to the human world from heaven, this was the first time he used the Eight-Nine Profound Art with all his strength.
Erposumei's pupils suddenly condensed, and he actually reacted. He made the fearless lion seal with his hands, and the Buddha's light around him was shining brightly like the sun.
roar!
A mighty and domineering golden lion emerged in the void, opened its mouth and roared at Li Daoxuan, the sound was like thunder, focusing on his soul.
He had seen the horror of Li Daoxuan's physical body, so he turned to attack his soul.
It has to be said that his quick reaction and rich experience in facing the enemy definitely make him a top-notch warrior.
However, Li Daoxuan remained unmoved. His eyes were firm, his black hair fluttering, and he directly tore the golden lion apart. He came to Erpo Shamei with the power of wind and thunder.
“Om Mani Padme Hum—”
Erpo Sumei's face changed, and his tongue suddenly burst into thunder. He wanted to shout out the six-word mantra of Buddhism and display his magical powers. However, brilliant lightning appeared and suppressed the Buddha's light.
Under the thunder method, Li Daoxuan's speed increased again and he punched him in the mouth .
Ask you to chant scriptures?
Noisy!
Erpo Shamei's body shot up into the sky like a cannonball, and the speed was so fast that sparks flew due to the friction with the air.
Li Daoxuan crushed the earth and turned into a flash of lightning, following closely behind. He activated the Eight-Nine Profound Arts, the Law of Heaven and Earth, and the Thunder Magic at the same time. His fist containing endless divine power slammed into Erpo Shamei's body like a violent storm, and the sound of metal and stone shook the sky.
"Li Daoxuan——"
clang!
"Don't force me—"
clang!
“Om Mani——”
clang!
"Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon——"
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding...
In Chang'an, countless monks felt their scalps tingling and looked up at the clouds in disbelief.
Holy Buddha... is being beaten?