Ding Buer's blood coagulation technique has never been used, but today he faced these gods and Buddhas, he didn't care about anything. He didn't expect that this magic technique was so useful that it formed a vast sea of ​​blood, directly swallowing up the Lingshan Mountain.

Those gods and Buddhas were just paper-stuffed tigers, vulnerable, struggling and ups and downs under Ding Buer's sea of ​​blood, and soon all disappeared.

Only the Buddha who sat upright on the purple golden lotus was still not sad or happy. His eyes were slightly closed and his fingers were sitting there, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Ding Buer sneered and said, "Pretending! Kill you completely today!"

With a wave of his hand, the shadows of his palms floated up all over the sky, and then fell like rain, actually collapsed the entire Lingshan Mountain.

The rumbling sky and earth began to collapse, the space seemed to collapse, and everything around it disappeared.

Ding Buer laughed loudly: "Ah haha! I didn't expect that when I die, I'm still so powerful and so good. Let's see who dares not obey me in the future!"

"Hahaha! Well...Why is this old monk still here?"

Ding Buer looked at the Buddha on the purple golden lotus, letting the surrounding space collapse, he still sat upright, as if everything around him could not have any impact on him.

"I'm pretty steadily sitting. I want to see how long you can sit!"

Ding Buer's body rose through the clouds and flew directly towards the Buddha who was tens of thousands of feet tall, trying to knock him off the lotus platform.

With a palm blowing out, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the Buddha directly turned into nothingness!

Ding Buer was stunned for a moment, and then became even more ecstatic, "It seems that I am already invincible in the world, haha! Invincible in the world! That's great... Well! What is that?"

In the chaotic world that he destroyed, there seems to be a pure land, and a crystal green still exists in the distance and in the distance.

Ding Buer walked towards the green place in confusion, and when he walked up to him, he found that it was a garden with green grass.

The grass spreads forward endlessly. In the middle of the green grass, two emerald green trees stand tall, as if a figure is sitting cross-legged under the tree.

Ding Buer walked forward along the grass. In the surrounding sky, rows of petals were flying along the breeze, like countless geese returning south.

The original killing heart gradually calmed down. When Ding Buer came to the tree, his mood had completely calmed down. When he saw the person under the tree, he was a monk, and he seemed to be familiar.

Ding Buer looked at the man in confusion and sat down hesitantly. He said to the monk: "Monk, I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

The monk was very handsome and opened his eyes and looked at Ding Buer. He smiled and said, "Did the donor remember seeing me somewhere?"

Ding Buer hesitated: "I just fought with a group of monks, but you are not any of them, but I must have seen you, where are you? Was it in my previous life?"

"Yes, we've seen it in our previous life."

"Oh! Did you do anything in your previous life? I have forgotten a little. Can you tell me about it? How did we meet and who are you?"

"Come on! Come on, come on, this matter is of great importance and should not be heard by others."

Ding Buer came to the monk with interest and pricked up his ears, wanting to hear the monk's whispers.

The monk also came to Ding Buer's ear and smiled and said, "In the last life, you were a bastard who did everything he wanted. You burned, killed, looted, and everyone in the world hated you, wishing you could eat your meat and drink your blood!"

"You! You're talking nonsense!"

The monk's tone was sinister. Ding Buer trembled all over when he heard it. Just as he wanted to retreat, the monk suddenly yelled in his ear: "Ding Buer, die!"

This roar was simply earth-shaking. Ding Buer's mind was buzzing and his body became soft. At this moment, a ball of golden and blue air flew out from the monk's hand and directly bombarded Ding Buer's abdomen!

It seemed that the missile in his arms had exploded. Ding Buer was charred all over by the bomb. He screamed and flew out, feeling that he was really going to die.

Will people who are already dead still feel pain?

Ding Buer realized that the surrounding scenery had disappeared. At this moment, he also remembered who the monk was.

It turned out that it was a precept. He had experienced the realm of life and death and seemed to have forgotten many things. But at this moment, he remembered that he was not dead yet, he was still alive, and he was captured in the demonic method of a precept!

"Ahhhh! Damn the stinky monk, dare to use the illusion to confuse me!"

Ding Buer endured his injuries and raised his head, and was about to fight back, but suddenly the scenery in front of him changed again, and he actually lay in the Buddha's palm!

The Buddha, who was so tall, looked at him like a god, with his eyes as torched: "Amitabha! Ding Buer, you have a great sin, and today I will be a way to save you!"

The golden giant spirit's palm covered the sky and pressed it down, and Ding Buer instinctively blocked it with his hands. The pressure was too huge, making him feel a little irresistible.

As soon as this action was done, he realized that he had made a mistake again. He actually fell into the monk's trick again when he was angry.

At this time, the counterattack was over, and the golden palm hit Ding Buer's body heavily.

Blood splattered all over his body, and Ding Buer was bleeding from his seven orifices by this palm!

"Ah! This... this is the palm technique that has reached the peak of the imperial realm! What a Tathagata's magic palm! A decree! You are so cruel!"

The surrounding illusion had disappeared. Ding Buer was hit by Huo Yuanzhen with blood all over his body and was hit a hundred feet away by Huo Yuanzhen's palm. His body was heavily smashed into a mountain wall in the distance, and it was embedded into a human-shaped pit!

After Huo Yuanzhen took photos of Tathagata destroying demons, he gasped heavily.

The method of fusion of illusion finally worked. As long as Ding Buer is emotionally unstable, there is a great possibility of being hit. He continuously used illusion and used all the means, and finally got two opportunities, injuring Ding Buer twice head-on attacks.

Once, there is a three-point yin and yang energy attack, and another time, this Tathagata destroys the demons.

If these two moves hit another person, I would be afraid that I would die if I had ten lives, but Huo Yuanzhen didn't dare to be careless because his opponent was Ding Buer.

But even Ding Buer must not be able to support him at this time, and he should not be able to get up even if he doesn't die.

Just as Huo Yuanzhen was thinking, suddenly, Ding Buer waved his hands and feet on the mountain wall in the distance, escaped from the mountain wall, and then slapped the dust on his body twice, regardless of the scars on his body, walked step by step towards Huo Yuanzhen.

When Huo Yuan saw Ding Buer's situation, he felt that it was going to be bad. The other party had already seen the flaw in his illusion, that is, he could not get angry. As long as he kept a calm mood, his illusion would be invincible and he could not do anything to his opponent.

Ding Buer walked around in the void before he spoke.

"Okay! Good one, your ability has won my respect. It seems that you deserve my full strength. Today, only one of us can survive."

Huo Yuanzhen was not in the mood to argue with him at this time, but simply shot another shot of Tathagata's destruction of demons, because this palm technique could cause the greatest harm to him.

"Can the same move hurt me?"

Ding Buer's body lightly dodged, and Tathagata destroyed the demons and killed them.

"Next, you can also take a look at Ding's skills!"

Ding Buerer waved his hand, and the blood on his body floated up, and condensed into a long sword, a long sword that was still dripping blood!

But this sword is a phantom, a bright red phantom. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t even tell whether it really exists.

Moreover, the phantom was gradually fading, Ding Buer said, "What are the Lonely Nine Swords and the Cover Rain Sword, those are all illusions. A virtual sword in Ding's hand can interpret the true meaning of illusion."

"What is the illusory truth?" Huo Yuanzhen spoke while speaking while delaying time. Ding Buer obviously calmed down was even more terrifying. He had to find a way to deal with it.

"Hmph! You don't understand the true meaning of swords. You release internal force and condense sword energy, and take the enemy's head a hundred feet away. It's just a small achievement of swordsmanship."

"What is great success?"

"Da Cheng, Da Cheng is like Mo Tianxie. The man and sword are united, and from then on, it will be considered a great success."

"Since Mo Tianxie has achieved great sword skills, why do you still look down on him?"

"Because he just had just come into contact with Dacheng and didn't know the limits of swordsmanship. Now I will tell you that the true meaning of swordsmanship is that there is no sword!"

"No sword?"

"Yes, just like I seem to have a sword condensed from blood in my hand now, but it is just a drop of blood. There is no sword in my hand and a sword in my heart. This is my sword technique. A drop of blood is enough to kill all the people in the world. This is my sword technique! And you, the monk Yijie, is the first soul under the sword since you have realized this sword technique! Go and die!"

Ding Buer said, waving the phantom sword in his hand and was about to attack.

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly waved his hand, "Slowly, before we fight to the death, I will ask you, are you still a member of the Dragon Sect now?"

Ding Buer was stunned for a moment: "What does our decisive battle have to do with whether I am a member of the Dragon Sect?"

"It doesn't matter much. It's just that I do things and like to have a name. We are here to kill the Dragon Sect. This battle is obviously the last battle, so I want to figure out whether you are still the leader of the Dragon Sect. Even if I kill you in your hands, I will understand."

Ding Buer sneered: "What else is talking about the Dragon Sect? The Dragon Sect is dead. There is no Dragon Sect in the world. Now I am me, I am Ding Buer. After you die, don't forget to go to the underworld!"

"Oh! So that's it. There is no Shenlong Sect in the world. Since this is the case, then I'm relieved."

Huo Yuanzhen spoke with a strange smile on his face.
Chapter completed!