Chapter 1935

"Great Mandala border!"

The round dust gave a light rebuke in his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became very mysterious, as if there were nine colors flashing. Finally, they gathered in his palm, and then a dark border slowly emerged, enveloping his whole person!

The great Mandala border is the supreme secret skill in Buddhism. It contains boundless light and boundless darkness. Although the round dust is already a nine turn and half holy land, it is still a little hard to fight the great Mandala border, and its face is a little white.

However, once the great Mandala boundary came out, his whole person exuded an immortal temperament. The black boundary shrouded his whole body, as if separating time and space.

That mysterious figure flew out of Zhao Ritian, emitting a hot smell. The flame was burning, as if it could burn out the sky and collided with the great Mandala border.

Boom!

The great Mandala border trembled violently, and the light and dark intertwined into mysterious runes, and violent ripples emerged. The unstoppable palm contained the original power of fire, but it was only a dull sound. Then the great Mandala border was like a faint ink, and it belonged to nothingness at the same time with the figure.

It was like a black hole suddenly appeared, which erupted into an extremely terrible power fluctuation, which directly lifted the round dust and Zhao Ritian out.

Poof!

Round dust trembled all over, and his face was incomparably pale. It seemed that he had been swallowed by a powerful counterattack, and the blood in his mouth gushed wildly!

"How can you break the great Mandala barrier?!"

Round dust widened his eyes, and his eyes were full of incredible look.

The great Mandala border is the supreme holy Dharma passed on to him by the master of Puzhi. It is said that it is the Dharma of the Buddha. It has unparalleled power. It can integrate light and darkness, separate time and space, and has incomparably strong defense and attack power.

Although Yuanchen hasn't made the great Mandala into a state of cultivation, even if several nine turn and half saints act at the same time, he can't break the power of the boundary, but will be killed by him.

Zhao Ritian's blow was too terrible, especially the illusory figure shrouded in flame, which made Yuanchen feel some palpitations.

"Nothing is impossible! This great Mandala border should be your strongest strength? It seems that it's just like this! Take my palm again and burn the sky!"

Zhao Ritian's Eye Center awn flashed, as if there were flames overflowing. He slapped it down towards the round dust, and the flame in the palm soared like a burning flame world.

This is also the first time Lingxiao saw Zhao Ritian's innocent hand. Zhao Ritian seemed to incarnate into a flame emperor. Every move exudes the power of the law of fire, which is incomparable terror.

"Is this the inheritance of Emperor Yan? It is said that Emperor Yan is the cremation of origin and the ancestor of all fires in the world. Zhao Ritian is indeed a person with atmosphere!"

Lingxiao sighed.

He could feel Zhao ritain's fierce and powerful hand. Even without the Yan Emperor Ding, Zhao ritain's real combat power was enough to defeat the strong man of nine turns and half saints.

The great Mandala border of Yuanchen was broken. At the moment, under Zhao Ritian's attack, it can be said that it was losing step by step, and his face was full of incomparable frustration.

Boom!

Zhao Ritian slapped on Yuanchen's chest. Yuanchen coughed up blood and flew back, directly falling into the lotus pool.

"It seems that the true biography of the national teacher is nothing more than that!"

Zhao Ritian stood in the air and sneered.

"Elder martial brother Yuanchen failed?"

Born in the lotus pond, the faces of other figures showed an extremely shocked look.

They originally thought that Yuanchen could easily subdue Lingxiao and Zhao Ritian, but they didn't expect that the result was so unexpected. Yuanchen's big Mandala boundary was broken, and the whole person was beaten like a dead dog by Zhao Ritian and fell into the birth lotus pool.

"What is the origin of these two people?"

"If you can defeat elder martial brother Yuanchen, you must not be an unknown person! The key is that this guy has only seven and a half holy accomplishments. This kind of combat power is terrible!"

"Haven't seen these two people! Are they some disciples of hidden power?"

The faces of those people were full of wonder and uncertainty, and they guessed.

"Who dares to make a scene in the lotus pond?"

At this time, a thunderous roar sounded, and two air breaking voices came at a high speed. In an instant, they came over the birth lotus pool.

Those were two monks wearing gold robes, holding long sticks and bronze skin. They looked cold and had a strong evil spirit and killing intention all over.

It was the two golden robed monks who guarded the birth lotus pool.

The war between Zhao Ritian and Yuanchen was too fierce. The two monks in golden robes didn't care much, but when they saw that Yuanchen was defeated by Zhao Ritian, they immediately shot.

"Two senior brothers, I suspect that they are spies of other empires, trying to spy on the birth lotus pool in my white horse temple! Please take them to the discipline court and torture them!"

Round dust rushed out of the birth lotus pool in a very embarrassed way, his face was extremely iron blue, and his eyes to Zhao Ritian were full of hate.

"Spies from other empires? You're so brave! Come with us to the commandment hall! I advise you not to resist, or the formation born in lotus pond will kill you directly!"

The two golden robed monks said with a cold flash in their eyes, staring at Zhao Ritian and Lingxiao.

They all exuded an extremely dangerous breath fluctuation, and the surrounding void was trembling slightly. The birth lotus pool also had light ripples, as if there were runes condensed in the void.

The two golden robed monks urged the supreme holy array of the born lotus pool to lock Lingxiao and Zhao Ritian up.

"Spies of other empires? What evidence do you have? I didn't expect that the White Horse Temple is a group of bastards who don't distinguish right from wrong and turn black and white upside down! Come on, I'll see how you kill your uncle!"

Zhao Ritian's eyes flashed, revealing a trace of evil spirit, and said coldly.

The flame in his body rose, hidden but not sent. The Yan Emperor Ding sent out ancient and mysterious breath waves, as if it would be urged by Zhao Ritian at any time.

Zhao RI was also a little angry in his heart. The two golden robed monks so brazenly protected Yuanchen, which made him very unhappy.

If they dare to urge the supreme holy array born in the lotus pool, Zhao Ritian will dare to directly sacrifice the Yan Emperor Ding and kill it!

"Two senior brothers, are you sure you want to fight us? Although Yuanchen is a national teacher disciple, he can't cover up the sky! We were born in the lotus pond with the white horse order given by Princess Chunyang. How to practice is our freedom! Yuanchen is so arrogant and domineering. Are you sure you want to help the tyrants?"

Lingxiao stopped Zhao Ritian, frowned slightly, stared at the two golden monks and said.