Starting in the Primordial World: I Can Traverse All Heavens

Chapter 289 Battle of Dharmakaya
289 chapter

Liu Shengming piled up a smile: "King Qi started preparations many years ago, and he should be sure. Liu is not worried about this, but condenses the dharma body, which is very dynamic. If there is external interference, I am afraid that the success will be in vain. Hey, if you can do it like this Secretly proving the truth like a mad king, only a few people know it now, so that's fine..."

"What about the mad king, how can the little girl know? Even the king of Qi is not worried, so why should Liu Shenzhang be worried?" Gu Xiaosang said with a smile that was not a smile.

Liu Shengming was startled when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at the palace near the Tai Chi Hall.

Gu Xiaosang walked down the steps slowly with his hands behind his back, his white skirt swaying with his steps, indescribably pure and holy: "Besides, who else in the capital of God can interfere?"

"If it's Xianji's group, the little girl and the god envoy can't stop the unscrupulous Lord Doumu Yuan. I believe King Qi has his own way."

Liu Shengming frowned: "Fa..."

Gu Xiaosang was followed by the envoy who held the lamp, passing Liu Shengming, and interrupted him with a chuckle: "Shenzhou Liu is really loyal to the emperor, and King Qi is really loyal, and he can't see the identity of Su Nv Taoist guardian at all." .”

Liu Shengming was slightly embarrassed, he laughed and said: "Liu's identity was exposed by the saint, so the emperor and the king of Qi will not give up, so he should cut off the past and start a new life."

Gu Xiaosang didn't look back, stepped out of the Tai Chi Hall, and said with a low smile: "I heard that the contemporary Xuannv and Huanxi Bodhisattva both went down the mountain, so the God of Liu can do it for himself."

Liu Shengming's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he watched Gu Xiaosang in a white dress disappear into the square outside the hall, and the envoy holding the blue lantern in his palm was thin and old, like a servant.

The weather was still hot and sunny just now, but now it has slowly been covered with cloudy clouds, and it seems that continuous autumn rain is about to fall.

The God in charge of the lamp had an extra green umbrella in his left hand, and held it up on top of Gu Xiaosang's head reverently, looked back at the distant palace, and said in a low voice: "It seems that Liu Shengming hasn't gained complete trust, now it's up to King Qi himself , if he can condense the dharma body, the situation in the world will change drastically, which will be extremely beneficial to my Luojiao great wish."

Gu Xiaosang's eyes fluttered, and she smiled shrewdly: "It doesn't matter if he succeeds or not? After this incident, can the relationship between the Zhao family and other top aristocratic families be restored? This is the source of the chaos..."

Drops of rain fell and hit the green umbrella. In the hazy drizzle, the Lantern God Envoy's thin back stood straight, and the hand holding the umbrella did not waver at all, while Gu Xiaosang was slender and spotless, like a fairy in the rain.

The dark clouds gathered, and the sky over Shendu was as dark as night. There was only continuous autumn rain, and there was no lightning or thunder.

With the imperial palace as the center, the gods suddenly lit up with a golden light, covering all places, the golden light was like smoke, and you could see the red dust, the smoke and lights, the fishermen and woodcutters farming and reading, and the martial arts monks.

They fluctuate, roll and condense, and turn into streaks of golden air, like real dragons with teeth and claws, coiling over the palace.

The Holy Emperor's Magic Token in Qi Wang Zhao Wuyan's hand floated in mid-air, absorbing the spirit of the true dragon like a whale swallowing the sea, and then shot out streaks of Ruixia and landed on Zhao Wuyan.

Behind Zhao Wuyan's back is the appearance of the Lord, wearing a flat sky crown, wearing an emperor's robe, a face like a dragon's face, and a real dragon, holding a sword of the emperor and a golden seal in his palm.
The dharma phase moves forward, overlapping with his body, slowly merging with it, seemingly unreal.

Zhao Wuyan's expression was unwavering, his brows and beards were stretched, he danced pale and chaotically, shaking off the dust of the years.

He has reached the most critical moment, if he can successfully take this step, he will no longer be a "human" in the world!
The center of the dark cloud is getting darker and darker, as if something terrible is brewing.

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With such a change in the gods, how could they hide it from all the powerful men in Yulin Garden?
Cui Qingyu's complexion changed, and he was about to investigate the source of the incident, when suddenly he felt the light and shadow change, and the phantom formation rapidly expanded, and the entire Yulin Garden became gloomy and dark, isolated from the world!

The restraint flickered brightly or faintly, blending into the void, Cui Qingyu, Cui Yan, Song Shouren and other top aristocratic powerhouses realized something, and cast their eyes on the old emperor on the central high platform.

He leaned against the back of the chair, his old and slack face revealed a little relaxation, and Sima Shi stood beside him, surrounded by heavy restrictions, operating the core with a formation.

The formations are so layered that it is impossible to tell what is fantasy and what is real, and the old emperor is protected in it, so that everyone will never see the "elites" fighting.

"Everyone, stay safe and don't be impatient. Wait for a while, and the formation will resolve itself." The old emperor smiled.

Such a person as Cui Qingyu has connected all the things that happened before:

"It's you! It's you who colluded with Luojiao and Tiantianmen and took away the Holy Emperor's magic order!"

"You have to help King Qi condense the dharma body!"

He was suddenly cheerful, no wonder Sima Shi and Zhao Wuyan joined forces before, and they didn't even touch Luo Jiao.

Even if it is right to focus on the strongest Doumu Yuanjun, it is not the case!

Cui Qingyu subconsciously ignored this because he preconceived that it was impossible for the royal family to cooperate with Luojiao, an evil way known for its rebellion and subversion.

Now it seems that as long as there are enough interests, killing the father and the enemy can also cooperate!
The complexions of the powerful men of the aristocratic families changed slightly, each holding a weapon, and their aura rose, ready to break the formation directly.

With so many master soldiers here, why can't Sima Shi add formations?
At least for now, there is no trace of the Nine Dragon Seal and the Emperor Sword.

At this moment, the old emperor chuckled and said: "Dear members of the family, many of you still have a ray of aura in your nephews. Even if you are not worried about their safety, you still have to consider the backlash of the formation."

"Of course, with your strength, it can only trouble you with a cup of tea and hurt you a little, but a cup of tea is enough."

His eyes swept over Cui Qingyu, Song Shouren and others, as if to say, without the help of most of the powerful, it would take a while to break the formation with you alone, and this is all it takes!

The one with the aura attached to Cui Che was Cui Yan, but not Cui Qingyu. There were some similar people, and Song Quanlue, Zhang Yuanli and others were eliminated early by Meng Qi.

Cui Qingyu stroked the hilt of the saber, his face returned to normal, and he stood still, slightly surprised Song Shouren and others who were planning to make a move, and did not act rashly.

"Your Majesty, it is a good thing to condense the dharma body. The Great Jin will completely overwhelm the sect, why bother to be so tense?" Cui Qingyu said calmly.

The old emperor suddenly laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Haha, if it is upright, your Cui family will allow King Qi to condense the dharma body?"

"If there is no Cui Qinghe, it would be fine. Under the pressure of the sect, everyone here knows the general idea, but Cui Qinghe was born so many years ago. I believe that no one in the Qing family wants the royal family to appear as a dharma body and truly rule the world."

His expression became gloomy: "The prince who is too talented cannot succeed to the throne, and the power of the powerful clan to refine all living beings is closely monitored... Is this happy to see success?"

"King Qi has reached his own limit many years ago, but he is still a few steps away from the Dharma Body. You are looking at the power of refining sentient beings. You can't go beyond the limit, let alone step through the pass in the end. Therefore, I abandon myself and transform sentient beings. Giving strength to the King of Qi, even if it hurts me because of it, and my life is not long, I am willing!"

"Now that the King of Qi is somewhat sure, and he has obtained the Holy Emperor's magic order to practice secretly for a while. If I can achieve the dharma body, what's the problem even if I die on the spot? It's enough to laugh at my ancestors!"

It is inefficient and time-consuming to use the power of the emperor to transform all living beings to the King of Qi. Ten years may not be worth the transformation of the holy emperor's magic order for half a month.

And the old emperor believed that as long as King Qi successfully attained the dharmakaya, the major families would compromise and give in. With the Northern Zhou and Western Regions outside and sects inside, they would make wise choices.

If it fails, the Cui family is not ready yet, at most it will worsen Zhao's situation - if there is no dharma body, with the strength of the Cui family, it will be a matter of time,

The powerhouses of the major families looked gloomy, none of them expected the old emperor to plan for so long.

Cui Qingyu was neither surprised nor angry: "However, it is hard to join hands with the evil spirits and the Nine Paths, and let yourself be depraved."

The old emperor said with a smile: "I know that Luojiao and Mietianmen have ulterior motives, but even if it is poison, you have to drink it to survive!"

Seeing Cui Qingyu's face change, he seemed to have expected something: "Cui Qing's family, I know that your sword was given by Qinghe, and you can contact him from afar, but you forgot that you are in a formation?"

The reason why Cui Qingyu didn't move was to communicate in secret. Now that he was pointed out, he snorted coldly and drew his sword out of its sheath, seemingly attacking but not attacking, seemingly defending but not defending.

The other powerful family members either cooperated with him to attack, or closed their eyes, sensed the breath, and tried to pull him and his outstanding nephew out.

Because of the obstruction of the formation, although this process is not dangerous, it is extremely slow!
The sun burns the sky, life and death are reversed, the purple energy is vast, and there is strength without desire...

Each of the strong men in the exterior scenes used their own methods to hit the center of the formation, but Sima Shi punched out with an ordinary punch, combined with the formation, turned into chaos, and swallowed everything.

Xu Ning and Bixia Yuanjun were mixed in the crowd, and they followed up a few times, paddling while watching the situation change.

"Aren't you all here yet?" Xu Ning sent a message to Bixia Yuanjun, also wanting to get an answer.

However, the latter shook his head and said: "Be careful later. A top figure in Shinhwa is about to take action. We just need to hide among the crowd. Don't be too conspicuous."

At the beginning, the formation was unwavering, but as the elites were pulled out, the number of powerful people joining the battle group gradually increased, and ripples spread around, Sima Shi's momentum continued to rise, and he had already tried his best.

The old emperor didn't pay attention to all this at all, but looked in the direction of the palace, looking at the dark clouds that looked like the end of the world, and the golden dragons transformed by the power of all living beings dropped below.

Layers of bright yellow colors spread from the palace to all directions, like waves, getting more and more intense and faster!
Zhao Wuyan's "Aspect of the Son of Heaven" has completely merged with himself, only the area between the eyebrows is still "you and me"!
Feeling the intensity of bright yellow, the corner of the old emperor's mouth twitched into a smile, seemingly relieved or emotional.

………………

The bright yellow light rushed back and merged into Zhao Wuyan's body.

Seeing Ming Huang shrinking back, the old emperor felt a little excited and couldn't help but stand up.At this moment, he seemed to notice something and looked aside subconsciously.

I saw that there was no one in the formation, and I don't know when there was an extra figure, tall and tall, wearing an emperor's robe and a sky crown, with a mask covering his face.

The mask of the ancient emperor!
Mythical Emperor of Heaven!
Mysterious Emperor of Heaven!
This person took a step leisurely, the knife in his hand lit up, and he slashed at the old emperor, everything lost its luster, only black and white remained.

The light of the sword was like water, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the movement of the formation stopped immediately. Although Sima Shi was within easy reach, he was dragged out by all the strong outsiders, and it was too late to rescue him.

The Eight Great Gods can only see black and white and cannot move.

The formation was like a solidified water curtain, pierced by the knife light, and fell on the old emperor.

In an instant, the old emperor aged a full 30 years, his hair fell out, his teeth fell out, and his wrinkles could kill mosquitoes.

His vision was blurred, he was dying, and he unconsciously recalled his life ambition: to revive the royal family, although not to hit the family, at least get rid of the restraint.

After trying hard for a long time, I finally saw hope today.

King Qi must succeed!

One place is broken, everywhere is broken, the formation is shaking, and it is about to be shattered, no matter how difficult it is to prevent the strong men from getting out of trouble.

The old emperor saw the "Emperor of Heaven" stepping up, stepping out of the formation, climbing into the sky, and slashing towards the palace from afar.

Time is like a knife, and a knife is like time, aging people and destroying things. The golden dragon transformed by the power of all living beings withers and decays, and withers instantly.

The place between Zhao Wuyan's brows was surrounded by purple light and golden electricity, like repelling or absorbing, at the most critical moment, the sword of the emperor in his right hand flew out, mighty and mighty, pulling the formation, full of majesty and majesty, almost resisting the light of the sword!
The formation is like water, the breath of all living beings circulates, constantly shining, and constantly decaying. The sword flickers and moves, with its own spirituality, but no one presides over it. Under the sharp edge of the "Emperor of Heaven", it was finally split by a knife.

Zhao Wuyan flew out the Nine Dragon Seal with his left hand, and the nine real dragons manifested, entangled upwards, and together with the Sword of the Son of Heaven pulled a large formation, they managed to barely block the Emperor of Heaven!
Seeing this situation, Cui Qingyu withdrew his sword and communicated far away. The other strong men from the family stopped Sima Shi and several god arresters.

The entire Yulin Garden, where the formation was shattered, was in ruins, with underground water gushing out and deep cracks, like the end of the world.

In Pingjin City, Dizhou, an elegant middle-aged man with a five-netted beard and long beard was meditating with his eyes closed, his body surrounded by purple energy.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and he drew out the sword on his knee.

Zheng!
Zixia emerged from the sword in Cui Qingyu's hand, soaring into the sky, he slashed towards the palace as if he had spirituality.

Wherever the long sword passes, the Great Formation of the Divine Capital will naturally stop functioning!

The Nine Dragon Seal and the Son of Heaven Sword were struggling to resist the Emperor of Heaven, Zhao Wuyan's brows were surrounded by golden lightning and purple light slowly retracted, both of them were powerless to resist the sword, and they were about to be cut into the palace by it.

At this moment, Zhao Wuyan squirmed in the void behind him, as if there was an invisible person.

"The world is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, sorrow is endless, pity me, people in the world, there are gods descended from heaven, a mother without birth, a vacuum home!"

A finger that seemed pure white and seemed transparent suddenly emerged, and it grew bigger and bigger, just in time to hit the long sword shrouded in purple air.

"No birth mother, a vacuum hometown!"

The blossoming white lotus fell, and the ethereal sound continued.

Dharma King!Cui Qinghe, who was in Pingjin, Dizhou, had purple light in his eyes, and the long sword above Shendu was like a manifestation of the law, and every sword could stop the formation.

But the Vacuum Dharma King is not weak at all, and the two sides are at a stalemate.

Boom!

There was a dizzying thunder in mid-air, and the golden-purple lightning flashed faintly. The vortex between Qi Wang Zhao Wuyan's eyebrows suddenly shrank into his body, and his whole body shone brightly, as if forged by geniuses and earthly treasures.

"Ready to go!"

Suddenly, Bixia Yuanjun yelled at Xu Ning inexplicably, and then she pointed in the distance, actually intervening in the battle between the Dharmakaya powers!
Outside the imperial city, Doumu Yuanjun seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and formed a seal with both hands. Star marks were highlighted on the back of one hand, and the color of chaos was revealed in the other.

Affected by this, the golden-purple electro-optical light suddenly changed, first pure purple, and then into chaotic color.

Boom!

When the chaotic thunder light fell, Zhao Wuyan let out a roar.

boom!The palaces and pavilions near the Taiji Hall were flooded by chaos, and the golden light only lit up at the beginning, and was swallowed up immediately.

Zhao Wuyan's roar swayed far away, getting weaker and weaker, without any follow-up...

"Let's go." Doumu Yuanjun stood up, his tone calm, and reminded Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun.

The mid-air battle came to an abrupt end, and the white fingers froze, then disappeared and merged into the void.

The aged emperor heard the thunder and said nothing, his gradually blurred consciousness became sad, and the corners of his eyes flowed with muddy tears, and he could not rest in peace.

Sima Shi and the few arresters who knew the plan all stopped and stopped resisting.

And the strong men are also stunned, not knowing why.

As for Xu Ning and Bixia Yuanjun, after acting as an intermediate point for Doumu Yuanjun, they directly shattered the formation, lifted the ban, and then tore up two talismans and led Xu Ning into a In the world of nothingness, there is a world of fairy tales.

The "Emperor of Heaven" regained his senses in mid-air, and with a wave of light in his hand, he was about to snatch the Nine Dragon Seal, but the two divine weapons had their own spirituality, and they pulled the formation of the Divine Capital on their own, fighting evenly with him, and the long sword surrounded by purple energy Turn around and cut to the Emperor of Heaven.

Seeing that there was no chance and the real goal had been achieved, the "Emperor of Heaven" cut the long knife in his hand, and the whole spirit seemed to be slowed down, all colors faded, even the long purple sword and the two magic weapons were slightly dull.

After drawing the knife, the aura of "Emperor of Heaven" suddenly became empty, and his body was transparent, disappearing without a trace.

Facing the temptation of the magic soldier, he left as soon as he said it, without nostalgia. Although he was greedy, it did not affect his own judgment and choice!

Cui Qingyu was the first to react, looked at Sima Shi and the others, and recalled his saber: "Take them down!"

Zixia rose, her aura became weaker, and the coercion on the long sword still made the gods dare not resist.

Wang Wenxian looked at Sima Shi with complicated eyes, there were many acquaintances of him, but they actually colluded with evil spirits and heretics!

At this moment, someone stood in front of Cui Qingyu. It was the Patriarch of the Song family, the right servant of Shangshu, who shot Song Shouren: "Brother Cui, wait a minute."

"Brother Song, why stop him?" Cui Qingyu was stunned.

Song Shouren looked serious, and pointed to the old emperor and the palace: "The culprit is dead. Sima Shi and others are just vassals, and the crime is not worthy of death. Moreover, many of them may have been deceived and coerced by others. They have to be interrogated fairly, and they cannot be wronged. Things."

"There are countless strong people in the world. If you do not ask indiscriminately, will you weaken yourself for nothing and let outsiders take advantage of it?"

As soon as these words came out, Cui Qingyu's face changed slightly, and his hand holding the sword became tighter.

The strong master of Jiangdong Wang's family smiled and walked to Song Shouren's side: "Brother Cui, be safe and don't be impatient. The old man sees that Sima Shi and others have given up resistance, so it's better not to draw swords."

Wang Siyuan, who hadn't entered the magic formation and never participated in the battle, watched the whole thing from a high platform in the distance, and whispered at this time: "Sure enough, the emperor star is floating, the 'Emperor of Heaven' is coming again, the beginning of the catastrophe..."

He seems to be purely to verify something.

After the Jiangdong Wang Clan, the Zhang Clan in Longnan, the Sima Clan in Xiliang, the Zheng Clan in Hengyuan, and the Ruan Clan in Langya also came to their senses, taking advantage of the situation to destroy the God Capital Zhao Clan will only make wedding dresses for the Cui Clan in Pingjin!
Before, I waited to do everything possible to restrict the royal family from coming out of the dharma body, lest the Zhao family who controlled the name of righteousness and resource advantages really suppress myself and other aristocratic families. At this moment, do I want to go against my original intention and flatter the Cui family who has the dharma body to replace Zhao?

Isn't this making yourself uncomfortable?
Compared with this, a weakened god capital, the Zhao family, is more in line with its own interests, and it can also involve the Cui family!

Moreover, with the excuse of Zhao's lack of morality, it is a great opportunity to grab benefits and extend his hands into the six doors. Those god arresters who do not belong to the Zhao family will see the situation clearly, and they can hit it off with a little wooing!
The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the prosperity of the world is all for profit!

Cui Qingyu groaned for a while, then smiled: "What you said is true."

(End of this chapter)