Chapter 543 Myriad Ways Dharma Body
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Liang Xin
Lu Wuchen transferred the ancient seal to resolve the crisis.
Immediately afterwards, he opened his big hand, and immediately the body of the silver-white streamer changed. With the blessing of the Void God Dao a second ago, his figure felt hollow and ethereal.
At this time, the Dharma body changed and turned into an ancient emperor of Ming and Huang, with his feet on the underworld, a shadow above his head, and the Luosheng gate opened behind him, with bones all over the place.
Huangquan Avenue, blessed again.
His palm slapped out, and it suddenly expanded huge, covering the sky and covering the sun, as if holding a piece of Netherland in his hand.
"Another way?"
"Besides, why did the law body change!"
Zhao Wuji's face changed suddenly, he was terrified.
After all, he was the arrogance of the Primordial Protoss Clan, and he had a wide range of knowledge, but he had never heard that there could be many kinds of Dharma Bodies.
Lu Wuchen's dharma body in front of him has clearly changed, completely different from before.
He has practiced many kinds of magical arts?
Is that what he, a person who is less than Zhundi, can cultivate? ?
For every Dharma Body Divine Art, it is very difficult to obtain the Divine Art alone. Even the ancient clans with profound backgrounds do not have many, and there are many conflicts with each other. Normally speaking, it is clear that one should major in one of the avenues. So as to cultivate the most suitable law, sky, phenomenon and earth.
But now, what happened to this emperor?
Could it be that he is stronger than those old monsters who have been enlightened for 10,000+ years!
"Son of God, don't panic, he is cultivating the Myriad Dao Dharma Body!" At this time, the reminder from Emperor Zhun of the Zhao Clan sounded in his ears.
Myriad Dao Dharmakaya?
Zhao Wuji suddenly realized that he had heard the description of this magic body magic technique in ancient books.
Able to transform into different Dharmakaya images according to one's own way of cultivation.This kind of secret technique is difficult to cultivate and has extremely high requirements on oneself. In ancient times, there were very few inheritors.
Where did this emperor get it from? ?
In the distance, other orthodox leaders were also shocked.
"Wan Dao Dharma Body! It is such a dharma, heaven and earth, the emperor's chance is too deep."
"Hiss, although this dharma body is different from other dharma bodies, it has a multiplier effect on one's own way, but it can transform many avenue bodies, and it is infinitely useful for those with deep foundations."
"This emperor is really amazing."
There were bursts of exclamations.
The faces of many orthodox quasi-emperor leaders changed in surprise, and their expressions were disturbed.
But at this moment, Lu Wuchen's big hand had already taken it.
Combined with the circulation of treasures from the Way of the Underworld, it seems that the world of the Underworld appears in the palm of your hand, and the dead souls of the Underworld spew out and hit you with a bang.
Boom!
Zao Wou-ki activated his own fighting holy body, which turned into a huge phantom, with his feet on the ground and the sky above his head, a faint phantom of a giant ape could be seen faintly. Once he moved, it would cause mountains to roar and tsunami, and the situation to change.
Facing Lu Wuchen's big hand, he also rushed out with a punch.
The boundless golden fighting spirit merges and gathers the only one.
The contact between the two parties exploded like thunder.
The terrifying black light exploded, and every ray of strong wind contained the power of destruction, and even a slight touch was enough to kill a peak Taoist body.
As soon as Zhao Wuji opened his mouth, another golden light flew out.
Looking carefully, it is a Yuansword forged by the condensed and forged Yuanshen.
As soon as the Yuan sword is released, its sharpness is revealed, cutting through the sky, and there is nothing to be taken back!
Lu Wuchen slapped it with his big hand, and collided with the Yuanjian. There was a cracking sound, and layers of golden light filled the air.
Boom!
When this palm came, Zhao Wou-ki fitted himself to resist it, but the golden light on his body exploded when he touched it, and the terrifying power penetrated his body.
"Wow."
Zhao Wuji spurted blood, his complexion changed suddenly, the Dharma body was directly smashed into half by Shengsheng, exposing the internal organs, he was seriously injured to the point of death.
The derivation of the law, heaven and earth is also itself, and the same is true for the serious injury of the law.
"Come again."
Lu Wuchen's cold voice sounded.
In the next second, another majestic big hand came across.
The surging power in this big hand transformed into the breath of dragon flames, and as soon as it floated, it dyed the sky red.
Various dao power treasures were cast from Lu Wuchen's hands.
Longyan Avenue, Huangquan Avenue, Devouring Avenue, False God Avenue...
Zhao Wou-ki was able to resist with all his strength at first, but then, more and more power roared, he began to be stretched and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
His face turned pale, and his expression showed a hint of timidity.
How could this emperor be so strong?
He has fought bloody battles in this boundary wall battlefield for more than a month, and many of them have confronted Zhundi masters, but no one has ever been able to suppress himself so much as this emperor's son.
What kind of cultivation is he? !
And this moment.
Behind Lu Wuchen's dharma body, a phantom suddenly filled the air, and the four kinds of power intertwined and condensed behind him, and the divine light turned, piercing through with one finger.
There is no light!
There is only a little silver, bursting from his fingertips.
This finger force contains the divine light of destroying the world, flowing with countless immortal powers and colorful clouds, full of an aura of destruction.
The beam of light broke through the air.
Zhao Wuji's complexion changed wildly, and he urged his own treasures to resist, but just touching this stream of light, it still shattered his fascination like a destructive force.
With the vibration and roar in the void, the world was quiet.
Zhao Wuji's dharma body receded in an instant, spurting blood, this finger directly pierced his body, almost splitting his body in two.
In his broken body, golden blood was splashed, and he could see countless spiritual elements wrapped in the body quickly recovering from the damage, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction.
The blow pierced through Zhao Wuji, Lu Wuchen moved his big hand and grabbed it again.
"Son of God?!"
"careful!"
The faces of the quasi-emperors of the Zhao clan changed drastically, and they rushed to greet them.
Is this Lu Wuchen going to kill him? !
Countless monks all looked terrified.
This is the power of Daozi?
It's too scary!
The god son of the other party was actually defeated? ?
The battle scene in the distance, the aftermath reverberates, the earth is devastated, and the stars fall one by one, falling from the sky, like a doomsday.
"Be merciful!"
At this time, there was a vast sound above the head, like a muffled thunder, and everyone's cochlea trembled.
At the same time, the bodies of all the people in the Dao Domain sank, and they felt an indescribable terrifying coercion rushing towards their faces, as if they had opened a gate to release a flood, but the pressure that was as mountainous as the sea was pouring on their faces. on everyone.
Plop, plop.
Numerous figures knelt down and bowed, throwing their bodies to the ground.
A series of horrified eyes looked up.
In the sky as transparent as a thin wall, the clouds and mist rolled, and a huge golden phantom looked down from outside the sky.
This figure is extremely huge, as if he is the Lord of Heavenly Chen, overlooking the Dao Domain, just like overlooking a small wooden house, his face is blurred, only his breath is vast, and his figure is ancient.
He stands there, filling the sky and the earth.
The sun and the moon are suspended behind him, and the universe is under his feet, full of the breath of billions of years.
"The ancient emperor of the Zhao clan!"
The faces of the people changed with shock and fear.
A great emperor cast his eyes over.
"What are you afraid of? If the stele of divine words is not broken, it will be difficult for them to enter!" Zhundi's resounding voice resounded, trying to suppress the commotion on the Tiancang universe.
As a result, the huge phantom on the top of the head looked straight at the side, and the face of the quasi-emperor changed suddenly, his figure trembled, and exploded loudly, turning into blood mist.
There was a commotion and screams all around.
On Tian Cang Universe's side, everyone's faces were pale.
"How? His power passed through the tablet of divine words?"
"The stele of divine words is invalid??"
There was a commotion among the crowd.
In the void, there is a humming sound.
The ancient emperor of the Zhao clan glanced at the broken body of Emperor Zhun, but ignored him. He is an ancient member of the Zhao clan. This time he entered the Tiancang universe, on the one hand, to taboo the ten treasures, and on the other hand, to protect the Dao of Zhao Wuji. Therefore, at the critical moment, the true body is revealed.
It's just that, with the God's Word Tablet outside, he can barely pass through a little bit of power, and it's hard to exert it.
At this moment, he glanced down, glanced at Lu Wuchen, and immediately revealed strength, and grabbed the void.
Zhao Wou-ki's figure flew up, turning into a streamer and rushing towards the outside.
Immediately afterwards, he opened his big hand, and immediately the body of the silver-white streamer changed. With the blessing of the Void God Dao a second ago, his figure felt hollow and ethereal.
At this time, the Dharma body changed and turned into an ancient emperor of Ming and Huang, with his feet on the underworld, a shadow above his head, and the Luosheng gate opened behind him, with bones all over the place.
Huangquan Avenue, blessed again.
His palm slapped out, and it suddenly expanded huge, covering the sky and covering the sun, as if holding a piece of Netherland in his hand.
"Another way?"
"Besides, why did the law body change!"
Zhao Wuji's face changed suddenly, he was terrified.
After all, he was the arrogance of the Primordial Protoss Clan, and he had a wide range of knowledge, but he had never heard that there could be many kinds of Dharma Bodies.
Lu Wuchen's dharma body in front of him has clearly changed, completely different from before.
He has practiced many kinds of magical arts?
Is that what he, a person who is less than Zhundi, can cultivate? ?
For every Dharma Body Divine Art, it is very difficult to obtain the Divine Art alone. Even the ancient clans with profound backgrounds do not have many, and there are many conflicts with each other. Normally speaking, it is clear that one should major in one of the avenues. So as to cultivate the most suitable law, sky, phenomenon and earth.
But now, what happened to this emperor?
Could it be that he is stronger than those old monsters who have been enlightened for 10,000+ years!
"Son of God, don't panic, he is cultivating the Myriad Dao Dharma Body!" At this time, the reminder from Emperor Zhun of the Zhao Clan sounded in his ears.
Myriad Dao Dharmakaya?
Zhao Wuji suddenly realized that he had heard the description of this magic body magic technique in ancient books.
Able to transform into different Dharmakaya images according to one's own way of cultivation.This kind of secret technique is difficult to cultivate and has extremely high requirements on oneself. In ancient times, there were very few inheritors.
Where did this emperor get it from? ?
In the distance, other orthodox leaders were also shocked.
"Wan Dao Dharma Body! It is such a dharma, heaven and earth, the emperor's chance is too deep."
"Hiss, although this dharma body is different from other dharma bodies, it has a multiplier effect on one's own way, but it can transform many avenue bodies, and it is infinitely useful for those with deep foundations."
"This emperor is really amazing."
There were bursts of exclamations.
The faces of many orthodox quasi-emperor leaders changed in surprise, and their expressions were disturbed.
But at this moment, Lu Wuchen's big hand had already taken it.
Combined with the circulation of treasures from the Way of the Underworld, it seems that the world of the Underworld appears in the palm of your hand, and the dead souls of the Underworld spew out and hit you with a bang.
Boom!
Zao Wou-ki activated his own fighting holy body, which turned into a huge phantom, with his feet on the ground and the sky above his head, a faint phantom of a giant ape could be seen faintly. Once he moved, it would cause mountains to roar and tsunami, and the situation to change.
Facing Lu Wuchen's big hand, he also rushed out with a punch.
The boundless golden fighting spirit merges and gathers the only one.
The contact between the two parties exploded like thunder.
The terrifying black light exploded, and every ray of strong wind contained the power of destruction, and even a slight touch was enough to kill a peak Taoist body.
As soon as Zhao Wuji opened his mouth, another golden light flew out.
Looking carefully, it is a Yuansword forged by the condensed and forged Yuanshen.
As soon as the Yuan sword is released, its sharpness is revealed, cutting through the sky, and there is nothing to be taken back!
Lu Wuchen slapped it with his big hand, and collided with the Yuanjian. There was a cracking sound, and layers of golden light filled the air.
Boom!
When this palm came, Zhao Wou-ki fitted himself to resist it, but the golden light on his body exploded when he touched it, and the terrifying power penetrated his body.
"Wow."
Zhao Wuji spurted blood, his complexion changed suddenly, the Dharma body was directly smashed into half by Shengsheng, exposing the internal organs, he was seriously injured to the point of death.
The derivation of the law, heaven and earth is also itself, and the same is true for the serious injury of the law.
"Come again."
Lu Wuchen's cold voice sounded.
In the next second, another majestic big hand came across.
The surging power in this big hand transformed into the breath of dragon flames, and as soon as it floated, it dyed the sky red.
Various dao power treasures were cast from Lu Wuchen's hands.
Longyan Avenue, Huangquan Avenue, Devouring Avenue, False God Avenue...
Zhao Wou-ki was able to resist with all his strength at first, but then, more and more power roared, he began to be stretched and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
His face turned pale, and his expression showed a hint of timidity.
How could this emperor be so strong?
He has fought bloody battles in this boundary wall battlefield for more than a month, and many of them have confronted Zhundi masters, but no one has ever been able to suppress himself so much as this emperor's son.
What kind of cultivation is he? !
And this moment.
Behind Lu Wuchen's dharma body, a phantom suddenly filled the air, and the four kinds of power intertwined and condensed behind him, and the divine light turned, piercing through with one finger.
There is no light!
There is only a little silver, bursting from his fingertips.
This finger force contains the divine light of destroying the world, flowing with countless immortal powers and colorful clouds, full of an aura of destruction.
The beam of light broke through the air.
Zhao Wuji's complexion changed wildly, and he urged his own treasures to resist, but just touching this stream of light, it still shattered his fascination like a destructive force.
With the vibration and roar in the void, the world was quiet.
Zhao Wuji's dharma body receded in an instant, spurting blood, this finger directly pierced his body, almost splitting his body in two.
In his broken body, golden blood was splashed, and he could see countless spiritual elements wrapped in the body quickly recovering from the damage, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction.
The blow pierced through Zhao Wuji, Lu Wuchen moved his big hand and grabbed it again.
"Son of God?!"
"careful!"
The faces of the quasi-emperors of the Zhao clan changed drastically, and they rushed to greet them.
Is this Lu Wuchen going to kill him? !
Countless monks all looked terrified.
This is the power of Daozi?
It's too scary!
The god son of the other party was actually defeated? ?
The battle scene in the distance, the aftermath reverberates, the earth is devastated, and the stars fall one by one, falling from the sky, like a doomsday.
"Be merciful!"
At this time, there was a vast sound above the head, like a muffled thunder, and everyone's cochlea trembled.
At the same time, the bodies of all the people in the Dao Domain sank, and they felt an indescribable terrifying coercion rushing towards their faces, as if they had opened a gate to release a flood, but the pressure that was as mountainous as the sea was pouring on their faces. on everyone.
Plop, plop.
Numerous figures knelt down and bowed, throwing their bodies to the ground.
A series of horrified eyes looked up.
In the sky as transparent as a thin wall, the clouds and mist rolled, and a huge golden phantom looked down from outside the sky.
This figure is extremely huge, as if he is the Lord of Heavenly Chen, overlooking the Dao Domain, just like overlooking a small wooden house, his face is blurred, only his breath is vast, and his figure is ancient.
He stands there, filling the sky and the earth.
The sun and the moon are suspended behind him, and the universe is under his feet, full of the breath of billions of years.
"The ancient emperor of the Zhao clan!"
The faces of the people changed with shock and fear.
A great emperor cast his eyes over.
"What are you afraid of? If the stele of divine words is not broken, it will be difficult for them to enter!" Zhundi's resounding voice resounded, trying to suppress the commotion on the Tiancang universe.
As a result, the huge phantom on the top of the head looked straight at the side, and the face of the quasi-emperor changed suddenly, his figure trembled, and exploded loudly, turning into blood mist.
There was a commotion and screams all around.
On Tian Cang Universe's side, everyone's faces were pale.
"How? His power passed through the tablet of divine words?"
"The stele of divine words is invalid??"
There was a commotion among the crowd.
In the void, there is a humming sound.
The ancient emperor of the Zhao clan glanced at the broken body of Emperor Zhun, but ignored him. He is an ancient member of the Zhao clan. This time he entered the Tiancang universe, on the one hand, to taboo the ten treasures, and on the other hand, to protect the Dao of Zhao Wuji. Therefore, at the critical moment, the true body is revealed.
It's just that, with the God's Word Tablet outside, he can barely pass through a little bit of power, and it's hard to exert it.
At this moment, he glanced down, glanced at Lu Wuchen, and immediately revealed strength, and grabbed the void.
Zhao Wou-ki's figure flew up, turning into a streamer and rushing towards the outside.
