Above the sea of ​​clouds, thunder rolled.

In the lightning and fire, dozens of shadows of the jade mirror were completely broken through the splash of lightning.

A wisp of magic power drifts away with the wind.

The fruit is the art of dreams and bubbles.

Seeing this, Zen Master Yushu was not in a hurry. He just shook the treasure mirror in his hand and drew an arc in front of him.

Immediately, when the jade mirror remaining in the sky was separated, the mirror light turned around and all kinds of bright light shone on the sky above the thunder dragon.

As time passed, thousands of Zen sounds seemed to bloom in the dark, and all kinds of bright lights splashed together, and a hazy figure dozens of feet high was condensed in the half-hanging air. The figure was solid, as if Zen Master Yushu had really become tall and turned into this figure, facing the four thunder dragons and pushed their hands.

When everyone on the boat looked at it, it seemed as if the giant's palm formed by bright light had the Sumeru world, and he actually pinched the four thunder dragons in his palm.

Immediately, thunder splashed through the cracks of my fingers, and disappeared in an instant. When the giant figure spread out his hands again, the palm of his palm was empty.

At the head of the boat, Zong An Daozi used his pupil technique to cross into Liu Yuanzheng's eyes. The young man saw it clearly. When the giant reached out his hand, there were divine patterns intertwining in his palm. The Taoist formation turned into a big net. It was not the thunder dragon itself, but the seventy-two spiritual thunder seals wandering in the shadow of the thunder dragon.

Staring at the giant figure formed by the bright light, what Liu Yuan was thinking about was the jade thunder magic image that Elder Zihong and the nine-tailed Xuanhun fox were fighting with the magic of the nine-tailed Xuanhu.

Just as he was thinking about this, he heard the voice of Zong An Daozi reaching his ears.

"It turns out that this Zen Master Yushu has already understood the mystery of the realm of the God-Wild Daojun, and condensed half of the Taoist Dharma body. No wonder Shi had to have a fight with Junior Brother Zong Guang. This is interesting now."

When Zong An Daozi said the last, he was not worried about Zong Guangdaozi. Instead, he showed some slight slightness in his voice, as if he was gloating.

Before the boy could think too much, he saw Daozi's seal script flipping around. In an instant, hundreds of lightning lights flew out, which made it difficult for people to count.

When I looked at it, all kinds of lightning lights flew out, and a thunder talisman turned into a shadow of an ancient bell in the hollow, smashing it down at the half of the Dharma body, as if to suppress the Dharma body!

The remaining lightning is still wrapped in silver light, which makes people unable to see clearly, and draws a lightning arc and suddenly strikes the remaining treasure mirror in the half-hanging sky.

At this moment, Zong An Daozi's voice also sounded in Liu Yuanzheng's ears.

"After all, it is just a half-way Dharma body. Zen Master Yushu can only manifest it by using tricks. The pass is on the shadow of the hanging treasure mirror. Suppressing the Dharma body is an appearance. If you break the shadow of the treasure mirror, the Dharma body will naturally dissipate."

As he was speaking, Zen Master Yushu seemed to have expected it in the distance. He turned his hand and shone the jade mirror in his hand towards himself.

Immediately, the Zen master disappeared into the bright light of the treasure mirror, and then the flowing light wrapped around, and even the jade mirror disappeared in place.

In an instant, the shadows of various treasure mirrors in the half-hanging air shook together, and the bright light shone to the limit, falling into the eyes of everyone, and became darker. When you look closely, there was a trace of divine patterns in the mirrors of various treasure mirrors.

Between the light and darkness, after the shadows of the treasure mirrors separate, each of them has an illusory and transparent figure of Zen Master Yushu.

Several phantoms of Zen masters spoke in unison, and even their voices became ethereal and illusory for a moment.

"Brother Dao has entered my formation!"

When he finished speaking, under the ancient bell of Thunder Talisman, the Zen master's Dharma body and skillfully pinched the big lotus seal.

In an instant, all the shadows of the treasure mirrors in the half-hanging sky turned around and shone towards Zong Guangdaozi. The magic pattern qi in the mirror was connected to one place. In an instant, the heat waves rolled on the sea of ​​clouds!

At the head of the boat, Zong An Daozi raised his hand and swept away the wave of heat sweeping away, and his voice still said slowly.

"This is the top formation of Mingguang Zen Buddhism, called Jinyang Yanxuan Xianxian Xianying Formation! This formation is extraordinary and has been changed from the Jinyang Buddha Flame Subduing Formation of the Mingguang Buddha Sect since ancient times."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng nodded with a little palpitation.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a rolling wave of heat swept across. After hearing the voice of Zen Master Yushu, Zong Guangdaozi suddenly smiled.

"I've entered the formation."

When the words were finished, the thunder talismans that scattered all over the place suddenly became their original place.

When I turned my head, I found that at some point, the seal script beside Zong Guangdaozi had stopped on a certain page.

As the spiritual light flowed, the silver light wrapped in the thunder talisman melted and dissipated like snow water, revealing the true appearance of the thunder talisman.

When I look at it again, there are 365 thunder talismans here.

Using the pupil technique to carefully look at the various thunder talismans that appeared on the sea of ​​clouds, the young man felt unfamiliar and was not among the ones he had learned. However, looking at the patterns, we could vaguely see that these thunder talismans were in line with each other and seemed to be of the same origin.

As soon as he thought of this, Zong An Daozi's voice followed closely.

"This is "Jinzhang Yuanting Zhoutian Lei Seal", a set of 365 thunder talismans, which are as many as the number of surrounds and skyscrapers, which is the top talisman method of the Jinzhang Lei Seal."

As we talk, changes also occur in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Jinzhang Yuanting Zhoutian Lei Seal" is completely unfolded, and the qi mechanism is connected to form a talisman array, and thunder is intertwined into a formation net, but it is not hitting the shadows of various treasure mirrors, but instead stirring up the wind and clouds, and together with the ancient thunder talisman bell, killing the Zen master's Dharma body!

Between lightning and fire, this change was no longer possible for the Zen master to react, and the thunder rushes toward the Zen master's bright light Dharma body.

boom--!

This is the sound of the thunder explosion, and it is also the sound of the shattering of the bright light Dharma body.

As the bright light body was broken, the qi machine was pulled, the shadows of the treasure mirrors in the half-hanging air broke out like dream bubbles, and only a wisp of magic power was left to disperse with the wind.

At the same time, a lightning light suddenly blew towards the top of the bright light Dharma body.

There was nothingness there, but the lightning clearly seemed to hit something.

The light and shadow flowed, and Zen Master Yushu's face was pale. He was shot out by the lightning. He staggered and even had no power to maintain his escape method. He fell towards the sea of ​​clouds. After three breaths, he used the escape method and stood in the clouds again.

Looking at the treasure mirror in the Zen master's hand, there is no longer bright light flowing on the thick mirror surface, and mottled cracks are imprinted on it, as if they will be completely broken in the next moment.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, after the "Jinzhang Yuanting Zhoutian Lei Seal" smashed the Mingguang Dharma body, the lightning was a little dim, but it was still hanging in place. The raging aura like thunder faintly locked on Zen Master Yushu.

He swallowed his throat continuously, and finally, Zen Master Yushu's body trembled and a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

He put away the jade mirror in his hand in a bit embarrassedly.

Immediately, I heard Zong Guangdaozi's voice coming.

"Zen Master, practice is not easy. You and I will stop, please don't make any mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Zen Master Yushu grinned, but still held his fists and bowed.

"My junior brother lost this time. Thank you for showing mercy by Brother Dao. But the journey to the west is long and the disaster of destroying Buddha is even more turbulent. The green mountains remain unchanged and the green water flows forever. Brother Dao, let's make a decision again in the future."

The Zen master's voice was weak and his speech was calm, so he could not hear the joy and anger.

In the original place, Zong Guangdaozi also replied with a greeting, but smiled warmly and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

"Goodbye."

“Not giving.”

As he spoke, a stream of light suddenly rose, rolling up the figure of Zen Master Yushu and disappeared from the sea of ​​clouds.

...

Zhoutou and Zong An Daozi's guidance also came to an end.

"Ha! The rafters that always stand out are rotten first. Junior Brother Zong Guang destroyed his Mingguang Dao Body with the thunder talisman, but he even took advantage of the opportunity to hurt his precious mirror. This time, Zen Master Yushu wanted to advance to the realm of the God Daojun, but he had to waste a lot of effort.
Chapter completed!