Chapter 979: Killing the Eighth Level

"Godly Demon Fist, the fourth punch!"

Although Wei Yingwu gained great strength at this time, he did not lose consciousness because of it.

At this time, he was very shocked when he saw the six-character mantra cast by Yun Yi.

As far as he knew, even within Buddhism, only eminent monks could master the Buddhist mantra, such as the Xuan Ming in front of him.

Yun Yi is not a disciple of Buddhism, let alone an eminent monk, but he can use it so easily, no one else can be shocked.

But he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart. If Yun Yi was the eighth-level spiritual emperor like him, or even the seventh-level spiritual emperor, he might still be a little afraid.

But the Fourth Level Spirit Emperor, even with the help of the power of the six-character mantra, cannot be his opponent at this time.

What's more, he skipped the third punch of the Demon God Fist and directly used the fourth punch.

In this state, the fourth punch of the Demon Divine Fist he unleashed was so powerful that even an ordinary Nine-Level Spirit Emperor would have to pay a certain price if he wanted to take it.

It was even more impossible for Yun Yi to bear it.

As soon as his voice fell, his dark red fist took shape, containing boundless power. The space was distorted by the pressure, and cracks even appeared on the edges of the fist.

The next moment, the fist appeared directly on Yun Yi's head, as if it had penetrated the barrier of space.

Everyone present, except for the three Ninth Level Demon Emperor and Xuan Ming, no one noticed at all.

"go to hell."

Wei Yingwu's voice was like the roar of an angry lion, full of murderous intent. Along with his roar, the fist that seemed to smash the earth fell on Yun Yi's head.

"Donor, be careful."

Xuan Ming's expression changed drastically. He could clearly sense the power of this punch. Even if he wanted to resist, it would still take a lot of effort.

Yun Yi was only at the fourth level of the Spiritual Emperor, so even with the help of his own strength, he couldn't stop him.

Once Yun Yi dies, everything will be over.

Then he shot out a Buddha's light and hit the fist.

"What do you want to do."

How could those three ninth-level demon emperors let Xuan Ming succeed? With a wave of his hand, the boundless demonic energy gathered into a huge sword and struck the Buddha's light with a bang.

How could the Buddha's light withstand the full blow of the Ninth Level Demon King? It was shattered in an instant.

Then, they looked back at Yun Yi with satisfied smiles on their faces. In their opinion, Yun Yi would definitely die this time.

Buzz!

Just when everyone thought that Yun Yi was bound to die, a golden palm appeared on top of Yun Yi's head, directly holding back the fatal punch.

Everyone looked behind the golden palm and saw a body of the Fudo Ming King, hundreds of feet tall, appearing behind Yun Yi.

"The Supreme Dharma Seal, the Fudo Ming King Seal, how is this possible?"

Seeing this dharma body, Xuan Ming immediately thought of one of the three major seals contained in the six-character mantra, the Fudo Ming King Seal.

This six-character mantra is the supreme secret scripture of Buddhism. It contains three major seals, and this Seal of the Fudo Ming King is one of them.

It contains extremely powerful power, and can even kill enemies with the help of Fudo Myooh, which is very powerful.

Therefore, it is called the Supreme Dharma Seal by Buddhism.

But if you want to understand the three major seals, you need to have a deep understanding of the six-character mantra to be able to do it. However, looking at the history of hundreds of thousands of years in the Western Region, there are no more than a hundred people who can achieve this level.

On average, it would take nearly ten thousand years for such a genius to appear.

Although, over the years, Buddhism has recovered a lot of its strength through recuperation, and many talented disciples have emerged among their generation.

But there are only three people in the entire Western Region who can understand this level, including myself, and that's it.

But it took them hundreds of years of accumulation and practice for nearly a hundred years to finally understand the method.

Yun Yi is only twenty years old, but to achieve this level is simply unbelievable.

Suddenly, he remembered Yun Yi's innate Taoist body again. He also knew that the innate Taoist body was unique throughout the ages, but he did not expect that it would be so abnormal.

"I admit that you are very powerful, but unfortunately, your current cultivation level is too low. Even if you can use the supreme seal of Buddhism, you cannot compare with me. Go to hell."

Although Wei Yingwu said this, he was also very shocked in his heart. He was secretly glad that he met Yun Yi now and not when he reached the eighth or seventh level of the Spiritual Emperor.

Otherwise, the result this time may have a 180-degree reversal, and I will be killed by him in an instant.

However, the stronger Yun Yi was at this time, the happier Wei Yingwu felt.

Killing a human genius is simply a great achievement, which is much greater than killing a human genius with some potential.

"Someone will definitely die, but it will definitely not be me. If I don't move the Lion King Seal, I don't move the Dharma King Seal, all three seals will come out to suppress the evil spirits."

Yun Yi's momentum was shaken, and he shot two seals again. Then, a Fudo Lion King and a Fudo King appeared behind him at the same time, strode out, and blasted Wei Yingwu with two huge fists like a hill.

"Amitabha."

Xuan Ming announced the Buddha's name with great excitement in his voice.

You know, even he can't hit the three major seals at the same time, and the other two can't do it either.

But Yun Yi did it, which is simply unbelievable. Over time, his future will be immeasurable.

"No, Heavenly Demon Fist, sixth form."

Wei Yingwu was shocked, gritted his teeth and performed the sixth form of the Demon Fist.

This move was beyond the limit of his ability. Once the punch was struck, the demonic energy in his body was instantly drained, and he lost all strength and collapsed on the ground.

He didn't expect Yun Yi to be able to cast three seals. Although the power of each seal was much weaker than the sixth form of his Heavenly Demon Fist, the Buddha's power to suppress the demons was enough to close the gap. .

Facing the siege of the two dharma bodies, he could only fight. If he won, Yun Yi would die and he would live. If he lost, Yun Yi would live and he would die.

Therefore, after the punch was fired, he didn't care about his injury at all, and stared directly upward.

Under his gaze, the two dharma bodies collided with his own sixth form of the Heavenly Demon Fist. The two forces were like water and fire, constantly colliding in the sky.

In the end, the fire was extinguished by the water, and the water was evaporated by the fire. Neither force remained, and all disappeared.

"It seems I was right, I was not the one who died."

A coldness flashed across the corner of Yun Yi's mouth, and the Jiuji Sword appeared in his hand. As the sword light surged, the person had already arrived behind Wei Yingwu.

puff!

A column of blood spurted out and scattered on the ground like a fountain. At the same time, a head the size of a ball fell from Wei Yingwu's neck and rolled to Yun Yi's feet.

The eighth level demon emperor, Wei Yingwu, died.