Under the dual forces of "time static" and "space freezing", the state of the ancient palace master's self-destruction of the divine source was gradually controlled.

However, it is still highly dangerous.

Within a radius of dozens of feet, the space is trembling violently, as if it is about to collapse or spread, which is extremely unstable, and the light emitted is thousands of times more dazzling than the stars.

The name of Jinggai Palace is taken from the two numbers "Jing" and "Gai".

Beijing represents tens of millions of times.

Gai represents ten thousand times the size of Beijing.

Jinggai means endlessness.

However, this most sacred ancient temple in the Western Buddha Realm is in danger at this moment, with space cracks everywhere.

At this level, the destructive energy of self-destructing the divine source, not to mention the destruction of the Western Buddha Realm, it is enough to destroy most of the defensive formations, divine patterns, and order in the Western Buddha Realm, causing irreparable trauma and billions of deaths.

If you are not careful, your energy will be out of control. None of the three people located in the Jinggai Temple will be spared.

Although Zhang Ruochen was sure to survive, the trauma of the soul and the loss of immortal matter would not be able to be recovered in a short period of time.

"I am the Emperor Chen, and all the Buddhas can evacuate the Buddha Realm of the Western Heaven."

Zhang Ruochen always felt that the seventy-second-grade lotus had a backup plan, and was restless. While suppressing the destructive power, he sent out the magical sound decree.

After every word that was spit out of his mouth flew out, it hit the golden bell outside the hall, and 16 times of world-stricken bells sounded and resounded throughout the Buddha's realm.

Many old monks walked out of the temple, pagoda, and sutra pavilion, and looked at the Mahawuya Temple where the Jinggai Temple was located.

"Wow——"

Golden beams rose from all over the Buddha's realm, rushed into the sky, and headed out of the sky.

However, a large number of old monks who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years have chosen to stay, either to activate the defensive formation of the Buddha world, to mobilize the Buddha lights of the stars of the gods outside the sky, or to ignite the ancient divine lamps in the ancient temple...

All kinds of fundamental means are activated at this moment to ensure that even if the gods themselves explode, they must protect the Buddha realm of the Western Heaven.

All Buddhas still trust Zhang Ruochen because he is the inheritor whom the Sixth Patriarch and the Seventh Patriarch both favored. He is also the great guardian of the great kalpa and the savior of the world that Buddhism practitioners in the world agree that it is unanimously recognized.

But in the Jinggai Bao Hall, Zhang Ruochen's voice had just been heard, and he saw a figure appearing out of thin air in the hall.

He walked out from behind the throne where Fairy Cihang sat. He was majestic and looked like a human, but he had no head. The position of the head was two eyeballs the size of watermelon.

The pupil of one eye is crescent-shaped.

The pupils of the other eye were as hot as the sun.

Although Zhang Ruochen had not carefully investigated it because of his indifference, even in this case, he could already see how powerful this person was by hiding Zhang Ruochen's perception.

"Zhang Ruochen, I've been waiting for a long time!"

The figure, holding a crescent-shaped scimitar, changed its body and had already bypassed the area where the divine source exploded, appeared behind Zhang Ruochen, slashing Zhang Ruochen's head.

He calculated that Zhang Ruochen would do his best to suppress the destructive power of God's self-destruction at this moment, and swung his sword decisively.

This shocked Zhang Ruochen because the other party was not afraid of death at all.

So what if this knife can severely damage him?

Once the power of the God-Detonated Self-Destruction spreads, how can the attacker himself be spared?

"Wow!"

The bright gate of fate rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body and floated above behind him.

It is the auspicious gate left by the ancestor of life.

The crescent-shaped scimitar and the Jimen collided, and the blade fell into it, immediately stirring up ripples of energy, stimulating various ancient patterns in the Jinggai Bao Temple.

The hall made a harsh cracking sound.

"Boom!"

A series of sword energy and beams of destiny surged out from the doors and windows, shooting in all directions, making the rules of heaven and earth in the entire Western Buddha Realm boil.

Zhang Ruochen had already recognized the person who took action, which was the old Mo in Jin Ling and Herong's memory.

He is the strongest person under the seventy-second-grade lotus seat. In a certain ancient era, he was the master of the Temple of Time.

Lao Mo did not expect that Zhang Ruochen was so powerful that he could only release a door of fate under such a critical situation, and blocked the knife he had slashed with all his strength.

"This is the power of the ancestor of life..."

Lao Mo triggered the spirit and regular divine patterns in his body, and his pupils released endless time mark light spots.

Holding the knife in both hands, the light bursting from the blade became more and more dazzling.

Suddenly, another force was used to hear, "Who are you, why do you want to kill me?"

Xuanyuan Second had come back to his senses and slashed out the Demon God Stone Pillar to Lao Mo.

He was furious, and the killing situation against him was too dangerous.

As soon as he stepped into the Jinggai Temple, the toad monk exploded his divine source and had no time to use the means to suppress his spiritual will.

If Zhang Ruochen hadn't arrived in time, Xuanyuan No. 2 would not have dared to imagine what the consequence would be.

A strange thing happened. The demon god stone pillar that Xuanyuan Second split out clearly hit Lao Mo. However, the trajectory changed rapidly and turned to Zhang Ruochen.

"Space twist...how is this possible..."

Xuanyuan's second eyes couldn't help but widen, trying to take back the Demon God Stone Pillar, but it was too late.

Space distortion is not a very profound method, but if you want to distort an immortal attack power, your cultivation must be at least one or two levels higher.

But from the sword that Lao Mo attacked Zhang Ruochen just now, it can be seen that he and Xuanyuan Second are in the same level of cultivation.

This is the reason why Xuanyuan was shocked!

Zhang Ruochen raised his hand to block the demon stone pillar falling from above.

"Crack!"

At the foot of the foot, countless cracks appeared on the floor of Jinggai Palace, and the hall was shaking.

The defensive methods left by gods and Buddhas in the history of the Western Buddhist world have been constantly disintegrating, and it is difficult to support the aftermath of the immortal battle.

Mount Maha has sunk dozens of feet down, and the mountain has collapsed a lot.

Under the pressure of the immeasurable breath, all the monks and birds and beasts in the mountains collapsed to the ground, unable to even stand, let alone escape.

"Who are you attacking?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xuanyuan Second showed an awkward look and said, "It's him, this old guy is very weird, and he has a strange spatial power."

"It is the power given to him by the strange darkness."

Zhang Ruochen has completely controlled the power of the self-destructing divine source, constantly compressing, and gathered into the Yushu Moonlight Shadow.

The heart of truth perceives all directions, and in the gaps in space, looking for Lao Mo who constantly flashes and changes directions.

"rise!"

Zhang Ruochen's spirit was released, wrapped around the Jinggai Palace, left Mount Maha, and flew into the starry sky.

"Swish!"

Finally, Lao Mo stopped hiding and waved his knife out.

This sword still contains dark and strange space power, and its speed is so fast that it is close to the attack speed of the Heavenly Venerable cultivator, and it is straight towards the location of Zhang Ruochen's Xuanfei.

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes and pinched his sword technique with his fingers.

"Zheng!"

With a harsh sound of swords sounded.

The Shenyuan Divine Sword flew out from the mysterious body, passed by the blade of the scimitar, and hit Lao Mo in the chest.

The sword body broke through the colorful defensive divine light and sank.

Lao Mo showed an incredible look on his face, and then he was taken backwards by the power of the Chenyuan Divine Sword.

Xuanyuan Second took the opportunity to jump up, and the stone pillar was like a gun, and it hit hard.

"Bang!"

Lao Mo was injured and rolled quickly, disappearing into the space again.

Amid the roar, the Demon God's Stone Pillar almost penetrated the Jinggai Palace, and gravels flew everywhere.

In the Jinggai Bao Hall, Lao Mo turned into a series of rapidly flowing black lines, some rushed towards Fairy Cihang, and some rushed towards the palace gate.

It's hard to understand, what is his intention?

Zhang Ruochen's body changed and appeared beside Fairy Cihang.

Grasp her wrist, the space rules of divine patterns covered the two of them, moved their bodies and disappeared into the Jinggai Temple.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are too unkind..."

Xuanyuan Second realized that something was wrong and immediately fled to the hall.

"Boom!"
To be continued...