I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 192 The Heaven-shaking Seal

Zhu Xian Sword Formation? ?
The dragon's roar was so loud that it could be heard everywhere. Many soldiers and generals in the Hidden City, and even the city lord who crawled out of the black fire basin in a panic, were looking around in confusion.

They don't know what the Zhu Xian Sword Formation is.

In the thick fog, Luo Shuangyu and Chu Yaowu were both at a loss, and above the sky, Xu Xian was stunned.

He felt that the name sounded familiar, and all the hair on his body stood up and his pupils contracted violently!
In the air, the smoke dragon, which was gathered by the smoke and blessed by a little thought, was also terrified, in fact, it was similar to Xu Xian.
The Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon Buddha didn't know much about the Zhuxian Sword Formation, most of which came from vague rumors, but it was fortunate enough to have seen it once. Therefore, it could recognize it.

"Is it you?"

The mighty Heavenly Dragon looked down and saw Xu Xian, who had a solemn look and a golden dragon tattoo on his back. He immediately knew who had led his thoughts out of the trap.

It stared at the dragon eyes:

"You want me to help you fight against the Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

"No, no!"

Xu Xian came back to his senses, his scalp was tingling, the words "Zhu Xian Sword Formation" echoed in his mind, and he said in a deep voice:
"I have invited the Buddha to come here to ask for the Buddha's help in stripping the true dragon blood from a woman. It will be of great use!"

After a pause, he quickly added:

"There is no need for me to destroy this sword formation. I can handle it myself."

The dragon of smoke and clouds looked at the rolling mist with a solemn expression:

"Can you really handle the Emperor's carriage in the underworld?"

Xu Xian presides over the ceremony:

"It won't be a problem to stop one or two. After this, I will make offerings to you day and night, so that even the Buddha will be happy in the trapped array. When you become stronger in the future, you will definitely rescue the Buddha from the trapped array!"

Dawei Tianlong glanced at him and shook his head:

"You really don't know what the Underworld Emperor's Dharma Chariot and the Immortal Execution Sword Formation mean? Even if you are just a latecomer who has inherited the legacy, it doesn't matter."

"In consideration of your years of service, I will help you this time."

The mighty dragon looked at the immovable Dharma carriage with fear, then withdrew. The conversation between the man and the dragon did not conceal anything, and the whole city heard it.
Zhou Mu, of course, heard it too.

"Extracting blood?"

He understood that it was Xiao Nian's bloodline. But he was not so anxious anymore, and even had a little smile on his face.

On the side, the porcelain doll was a little surprised:
"Brother Daoist, the one whose blood is to be drawn is, if I am not mistaken, your old friend, right? Why, Brother Daoist..."

Zhou Mu peered through the gap in the curtain at Xu Xian, who was waiting in full battle array, and said:

"Fellow Daoist Nezha, do you know who my friend's true dragon bloodline came from?"

"Who?" Nezha was surprised.

"The West Sea Dragon Palace, the last Dragon King, and the wife of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun."

"who???"

Nezha stood up suddenly, with a look of astonishment written all over his face:

"Erlang's legitimate daughter?"

"Of course."

The porcelain doll suddenly lifted the curtain of the imperial carriage, looking extremely gloomy. In the sky, Xu Xian's pupils shrank slightly, and he finally saw the scene in the imperial carriage clearly.

An old man in royal robes, with flowing hair and beard, and a porcelain doll that looks vaguely familiar?
Huh?
Why do I feel familiar with it?

Xu Xian, or Fa Hai, pondered for a moment, then realized that it was not himself who looked familiar, but Xu Xian who looked familiar. He muttered to himself in a low voice:
"Donor Xu, do you know this person?"

The solemn look on Xu Xian's face faded, and the real Xu Xian spoke:
"Fahai, I suggest you run away."

"Now, immediately!"

There was a flash of great panic and disbelief in his eyes, and the back of his head was numb. Fahai was shocked and took over Xu Xian's body again.

"Escape? Who is this person?"

Seeing that Xu Xian didn't say anything, it seemed that he was so frightened that his soul lost its voice.
Fahai sighed and chanted the Buddha's name, saying to himself:

"It would take an hour at the slowest to remove my Buddha's blood, or a quarter of an hour at the fastest."

He took a deep breath, and the golden dragon tattoo on his skin glowed brightly.
The next moment, the hundred-meter-long Buddha image reappeared. The difference was that this time, there was an illusion of a golden dragon entangled on the image.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou!"

"I don't know who you are, nor do I know why you know the legendary Zhuxian Sword Formation. However, from what I see, Brother Zhou's cultivation seems to be mediocre."

"Then, retreat quickly, don't make mistakes!"

The Buddha's Dharma image of a hundred meters high had his eyes wide open in anger, and the vast Buddha's power was pressing down like a tide. The thirty-six chariots were shaking, and the one hundred and eight great Yin messengers were stumbling.
Luo Shuangyu and Chu Yaowu, who were sitting in the five-colored co-pilot seats, were sweating profusely. Buddhist chants filled their ears and thunder roared in the sky. They didn't know what means the person in heaven had used to achieve such a surge in power!

The bright Buddha's light briefly dispersed the mist.

The next moment.

Luo Shuangyu saw the adorable porcelain doll jump off the Dharma carriage, and walked forward step by step against the infinite Buddha light, every ray of which could severely damage an earthly immortal!
"Little White Dragon, come and see me!"

The porcelain doll's cry was like this, and although it clearly did not have the slightest bit of magical power, its sound could actually be heard for a hundred miles.
Then he looked up and gazed at the 'Xu Xian' who had formed a great Buddha Dharma image in the sky:
"Medicine King, now that you have come to me, why don't you bow down?"

Two loud and resounding sounds were heard, and the mighty heavenly dragon that flew to the center of the hidden city changed color slightly - who was speaking?
He actually called himself Little White Dragon?
The voice is like that of a child, somewhat familiar.
The Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon did not think deeply - it was just a thought anyway, and it would disappear after helping. Speaking of which, how come there are still living beings with true dragon blood in this era?
As he was thinking, the mighty dragon swept its tail, and the bowl covering the altar was swept away. A curled up girl, holding a wooden staff tightly, was staring at it.

"Ok?"

Dawei Tianlong was stunned for a moment, and felt that the girl's facial features were very familiar.
An incredible thought emerged in its mind, and its divine sense reached out, suddenly seeing through the girl's body.

We are connected by blood.

Dawei Tianlong was stunned. Is this his blood relative within three generations? ?

How can it be? ?
It asked in a low voice, with a majestic voice:

"My dear little girl, do you know the names of your father and mother?"

………………

Hidden outside the city.

Fahai was shocked. What was the origin of this porcelain doll?
He clearly has no cultivation at all, and his aura is just mediocre, but his physique is so powerful that even the ten thousand feet high Buddha's light cannot shake it!
"Xu Yaowang, what's wrong? Don't you recognize me?" The porcelain doll spoke coldly, a little angry. He and Yang Jian had a very good relationship, almost like brothers, and were close friends.

In other words, Yang Niannian is his eldest niece.

Although he knew that Xiaobailong could also detect Yang Niannian's identity and that it would not be a big deal, Nezha was still furious when he thought about his niece being captured.

“Daoyou.” Inside the Dharma carriage, the old man in royal robes spoke softly, “He is both a mighty heavenly dragon and a Buddha image. This Medicine King Xu may not be Medicine King Xu.”

"Monk, the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, you should be called Fahai, right?"

Porcelain doll frowns:
"Fahai? Never heard of him."

The next moment, he bent his knees and exerted force suddenly, causing the ground to crack and shatter. The whole person soared into the sky and crashed straight into the Buddha's image in the sky!

"Amitabha!"

Fahai narrowed his eyes, and three fox hairs appeared in his hand. He gently crushed them, and the Buddha image behind him suddenly changed to a height of a thousand or even ten thousand meters.
He chanted the Buddha's name loudly, manipulated the Dharma image, and flipped down with one palm, as if the sky was falling!
Fahai unexpectedly ascended to the Great Mysterious Immortal Level!

Zhou Mu knew that Nezha had no cultivation, only a sacred and invulnerable body. Although he would not be injured, he was definitely no match for the man who looked like Fahai.

Immediately, he sat upright in the royal carriage, put his two fingers together, and tapped lightly.

"Trap Immortal."

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation has four changes after it is completed. The names of the four changes are the same as the names of the [Zhu Xian Four Swords].

The four giant illusory swords standing in the four directions, like sacred mountains, shook, and the sword formation underwent endless changes.

The layers of murderous intentions came one after another, locking Fahai and his Dharma image tightly like a quagmire!

"really."

Fahai was not frightened, and even had a faint smile on his face, seeing through the true cultivation level of the person in the magic carriage - he was just a fake immortal! !

It is worthy of being the legendary Zhu Xian Sword Formation. Once a fake immortal learns it, he can actually unleash the power to trap and kill celestial immortals or even true immortals!

"pity."

Fahai narrowed his eyes and said:
“The great power belongs to oneself, then it is real!”

The Buddha's Dharma image fell with a palm, igniting the fox hair. He was briefly comparable to the Great Xuan Immortal and was unstoppable. The quagmire-like murderous trap was torn into pieces by the Buddha's hand, and the porcelain doll was also suppressed, but it was unharmed.

"interesting."

Fahai muttered to himself, and found that this porcelain doll was very abnormal. It had no cultivation, and although its power was terrifying, it was within the acceptable range.
The key is the strength of his physique. It's a little too abnormal!

"Amitabha!"

Fahai chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and suddenly he made a decision: to catch the leader first!
"Dharma image, heaven-falling style." The Buddhist sound rumbled and echoed in all directions.

After a moment.

The Great Dharmadhatu took on a furious look, raised a thousand arms, and then locked onto the Yin Dharma Chariot, striking down with the thousand arms at the same time! !

One after another, golden Buddha's palms, as big as a kilometer, fell down, like stars falling to the ground, like the sky collapsing!
The thirty-six golden-armored warriors glared, but could not move. The powerful aura of the one-horned ghost horses made them kneel on the ground in fear.

Before the thousand palms landed, a strong wind blew, causing the curtains in front of the Dharma carriage to rustle!

The crisis of death made Luo Shuangyu solemn. She subconsciously glanced sideways at the royal carriage and saw Old Man Zhou sitting in it, spreading out his flawless jade-like palms with his palms facing up.

"Heaven is falling."

That old man Zhou said:

"Be it Xu Xian or Fahai."

"Let me teach you that this is the direction of heaven."

The words fell,

The old man in the royal robe flipped his palm down.

"Punish, exterminate, kill, and trap."

"Heaven and earth fell upside down."

He said so.

‘Boom! ’

Luo Shuangyu looked in the direction of the sound, and saw thousands of giant hands pressing down like falling stars, frozen in place.
I saw the golden light in the sky suddenly dim, and saw four illusory giant swords like sacred mountains collapse together!

The sword formation collapsed, as if it was sacrificed for some great killing technique.

A moment later.

"Oh my God"

In Yincheng and Xiaoshishan Town, people were trembling and talking to themselves, with their heads raised and looking at the sky.

The vast sky of hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of miles seemed to be pressing down.

It's just pressing down.

Fahai's expression changed drastically. The great Buddha Dharma was covered by the sky, cracking and collapsing inch by inch. He was stunned and terrified.
Is this something a fake immortal can do?
Damn it!
Fahai wanted to retreat, but he was shocked to find that he seemed to be carrying an infinite pressure, as if he was carrying the entire pressing sky, and he could not move at all.
And in terms of perspective and perception, heaven and earth are intertwined!
The sky is below and the earth is above.

The earth tilted, the sky turned upside down, and then the weight of the sky and the earth gathered on him.

Under the terrifying high pressure, Fahai's body was covered with cracks like fragile porcelain, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and in a trance, he seemed to see a huge, immeasurable seal!

Yes.

Dharma seal.

An infinitely large seal occupied all his sight, quietly lying on a palm as pure as flawless jade.

And I, along with this piece of sky, earth, hidden city, and Xiaoshishan Town.
They all lay on that palm.

"Fahai." A peaceful voice sounded. Fahai looked up subconsciously and saw an old face, high above him, so huge that it seemed boundless!

"What method is this?"

Fahai spoke blankly, and subconsciously glanced to the side, clearly seeing the Dharma carriage and the old man in the royal robe inside the carriage.
I also saw a small seal and a piece of heaven and earth lying in the old man's hand, and between the heaven and earth, there was the old man himself.

The whole world is in the hands of the old man.

The old man is still in the vast universe.

This huge, strange sense of contradiction and conflict made Fahai almost vomit. He did not dare to hold back any more.

He glanced at the old man named Zhou Er not far away, then looked up at the face of Zhou Er that was so huge that it seemed boundless.
He withstood the terrifying pressure from heaven and earth and forcibly crushed a wooden sign!
"Senior Su, save me!"

Fahai screamed.

The wooden sign shattered, and an incomparably strong will was brought in from a very far distance.

When that will came, it was formless at first, but with just a thought, the mountains cracked and the earth shattered, and endless soil and rocks gathered together to form its vast body!
It was clearly just a mountain of mud and rock, but the moment it appeared, it exuded an extreme charm.

The tyrannical man opened his eyes indifferently, his powerful aura swept across, the great evil messenger bowed his head, the warrior in golden armor was forced to kneel down, and even Zhou Mu's sitting carriage was shaking!
"Su Daji?" He said to himself, with a cold light flashing in his eyes - this was an acquaintance.

Let’s not talk about the matter of Quan Juecheng for now. Bai Ju said that among those who had made things difficult for him at the beginning, there was Su Daji.

The new and old grudges are just that, a powerful being, even if it is just the will that descends, is something that he cannot match. The gap is too big.

Zhou Mu's expression darkened and he prepared to escape.

however.

"Who dares?"

The powerful man opened his eyes with a cold and indifferent expression. He was about to ask something when he suddenly stopped talking.

She frowned and looked over. She saw a royal carriage, an old man in the carriage, and a
Holding a Heaven-shaking Seal.

Su Daji blinked, then lowered her head and saw a porcelain doll with an extremely familiar face.

"Farewell."

The tyrannical will was withdrawn in an instant and fled far away. The newly gathered earth and stone mountain collapsed with a loud bang, cracked rocks rolled, and smoke and dust rose up.

"Master Su?"

Fahai was bewildered, his scalp suddenly exploded, his heart felt extremely cold, and he turned into a beam of light and fled madly, asking as he fled:
"Xu Xian! Why on earth do you want me to escape?"

Xu Xian took over the body and spoke softly:
"Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, don't you know him?"

“Who is that??”

"Li Nezha."

Fahai ran even faster.

but.

"FAHAI!!!"

A dragon roar sounded from the hidden city in the mountains. An angry smoke dragon rose into the sky. With a flick of its huge tail, Fahai, who had fled thousands of miles away, felt dizzy and his body was in severe pain. He was actually pulled back by the tail!

‘Boom! ’

His body fell into the ground like a meteor, accompanied by a huge roar. His body was shattered, and his real cave world was also damaged. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death!
"I am Buddha"

Fahai coughed up golden blood, his face blank:

"Why, why."

A real dragon made of smoke appeared across the sky, with a little girl sitting on the dragon's head, holding a wooden stick in her hand.

Yang Niannian.

"Fa! Hai!!"

The roar of a real dragon, although it was only a temporary thought of arrival, it also had infinite power. With a roar of the dragon, Fahai's three souls and seven spirits were actually stripped out at the same time!

The next second, the dragon shape formed by the smoke gathered into the posture of a middle-aged man, holding Yang Niannian's hand, and walked step by step to stand in front of Fahai's soul.
The latter was even more confused, and couldn't figure out why it turned out like this? ?
At a loss.

Fahai's soul saw that the temple priest named Yang Niannian, who had the blood of a true dragon, spoke to the mighty Heavenly Dragon Buddha:
"Uncle, that's him! The evil man!"

Yang Niannian made no effort to hide her excitement at finding a backer, her face was almost broken with laughter.

Fahai suddenly fell silent.

(End of this chapter)