There has always been a saying in Buddhism that “Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds”. Three Thousand Small Thousand Worlds are one Thousand Worlds. One Thousand Worlds are gathered into one Thousand Worlds. Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds of the Ganges River in the ten directions are called the One Buddha World. And the so-called Small Thousand Worlds must be dominated by Mount Sumeru.

The "Chang Agama Sutra" says: There is a mountain in the world called "Summer". Its east is Shengshenzhou, the south is Nanbuzhou, the west is Xiniuhezhou, and the north is Beijuluzhou. This mountain is composed of four treasures such as gold, silver, glazed glass and vitiligo, and is 84,000 yojanas (one yojana in Buddhism is about thirteen kilometers, that is, one million and one million kilometers). There are four palaces of the heavenly king in half of the 42,000 yojanas. There are thirty-three heavenly palaces on the top of the mountain, which are where Indra and the heavens live. Its tall and vastness can be imagined.

As for mustard seeds, that is, the seeds of mustard greens, at most they are not the size of sesame seeds. However, the magic of Buddhism is so amazing that it is incredible. With the height and vastness of Mount Sumeru, even if it is contained in mustard seeds, there will be no increase or decrease. The so-called "one flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata" also says that "the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of your hand" has roughly such supernatural powers.

Yang Zhao studied martial arts with Buddhist principles and understood the ultimate three strikes of "Zhenwu". Although it has not been perfected because of the urgency of time, there are still many flaws and omissions, but its power of magic is incredible. The first strike "Four Elements are empty and karma", using the power of earth, water, fire and wind to simulate a big explosion that opens up chaos and creates the world. Previously, only because of the eighth strike of Zi Lei, the destructive power of both sides hedged against each other and offsets most of each other. Otherwise, if the little prince himself took the move alone, the power of the ultimate first strike of Zhenwu was fully released without suppression. This Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang would be bombed on the spot to the point of not even a single slag.

The four elements of earth, water, fire and wind are combined, and the karma is formed. Theoretically, a small world has begun to take shape. Of course, if you really want to create a small world out of nothing, you can't do it without the supreme power of Buddhism. Even if Yang Zhao has the ability, he is just a mortal with flesh and blood. How can he really create the whole world? However, the "Wordless Sutra" in the first and second volumes just records that the universe was created from chaos and then reproduced vigorously.

Decide the natural laws of development and evolution. If you can thoroughly understand the mystery, then the universe and the universe can be held in your hands and achieve the supreme enlightenment and achieve "Anuttara Samyaksambodhi". Yang Zhao is naturally far from this ultimate realm. However, he can use the power of the God Emperor to control the energy of the universe, but he can also understand the true meaning inside. By integrating into his "Zhenwu", the little prince created the second extreme strike: "Mucao Seed Sumeru Little Big Thousand".

At this moment, the range of ten feet in a radius has been covered by the power of the "Zhenwu" extreme second strike. The "self-control space" that was originally exclusive to "Breaking the World" and can only be used in a three-foot-around circle around the body has also been expanded to ten feet. Within this range, the enemy pulls a muscle, moves a finger, or even takes a breath, and will be immediately noticed by the little prince. At the same time, there are also 7749 dark clones condensed by the power of "Invincible Awakening" and exist in this tiny small world. They are shaped like stars in the heavens, circulate and rotate according to their heavenly trajectory, and gather and disperse without fixed concentration.

The principle of "Incomparable Awakening" is to use the power of "thinking reversal" to carry out self-propelling, and then use the power of "time pause" to condense to create a dark clone. Its maintenance time is extremely short, but within the Small Thousand World, Yang Zhao can use the four false combinations of earth, water, fire and wind to continue the maintenance time of the dark clone until the Small Thousand World is automatically lifted or destroyed.

The complex and changeable attack of the dark clone is so powerful that it is in the world. However, its basic operating rules will never be separated from their roots, and they are still ordered according to the principles of the Eight Trigrams, Four Symbols, and Two Ordinances. Because they are not physical bodies of flesh and blood, they can be dispersed as they gather and disperse, forming or disappearing at any time in the small thousand world. Regardless of birth and death, they are all in one thought.

But as the saying goes, there are one advantage but one disadvantage. If it is the original version of the dark clone, Yang Zhao can be distracted and control the dark clone with his own thinking. Regardless of the direction and strength, he can do whatever he wants, and there is no certain rule to find. However, doing this is extremely consuming, and the little prince can only control four dark clones at the same time. If there are more, it will be beyond the limit of its ability. For example, the forty-nine dark clones in the small thousand world are actually just group intelligent robots. They operate according to the intelligent programs set in advance and are very convenient and flexible to use. However, if any unexpected situations outside the predetermined program occur, they cannot make corresponding adjustments in time to adapt to changes, which seems rigid and dull.

This is because the time for the little prince from creation to cultivation is still short and his skills are not pure. If he has another ten or eight years to modify this stance to perfection, he will create a small world without using the four false combinations, but will be accomplished with the idea. The number of dark clones representing the stars in the sky can be expanded to the limit of 360, all of which are no different from when he is independently controlled by self-thinking.

As for the scope of the small thousand world, of course, it will be larger than the current ones only ten feet in a circle. But there is no limit to how big it can be. The purer the little prince's skills and deeper the cultivation level, the more perfect and real the small thousand world it will be. The entry will be endless. At the end, even if you really achieve a real Sumeru Mountain standing in it, four continents surrounding it, and covering it for thirty-three days, it is not completely impossible.

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Forty-nine dark clones are illusory and impermanent. Because their essence is just a qualitative and invisible energy, if you want to launch an attack, you don’t need to be really condensed into a human form. So Yang Xuangan couldn’t even find any clues, and he had inexplicably taken heavy moves. But how rich is the battle formation experience of the King of Western Chu? In just a moment, he had already thought of the best way to deal with it.

Remove the guard circle of the "Tianzhi Thunder Rotary" knife wheel, only cross the sword to the chest, do not dodge, and allow countless heavy attacks to attack and attack fiercely. With the protection of the Purple Thunder God, the enemy will naturally produce a recoil when attacking the body. Even if it is injured, it will not damage the muscles and bones. But in this way, the Overlord can personally feel the momentum and rules of the enemy's attack in the most direct way.

In an instant, Yang Xuangan turned into a mainstay, letting the evil waves surging one after another. No matter how deep or severe the injury was, he always stood like a mountain and could not bear to fall. On the contrary, although the little prince had the upper hand, his expression could not help but change slightly, and his heart began to become anxious.

"Sumeri Mustard Seeds Little Daqian" is not afraid of the enemy's attack. Because within ten feet, there is the space for the little prince to control the enemy. No matter how fast the enemy takes action, he can always come first and defeat the enemy's initiative quickly. However, Yang Xuangan's adoption of the most conservative turtle tactic made the little prince feel helpless. The Zhenwu creation has not been long and is far from mature. Today, the fierce battles are even more exhausting. In the long run, the little prince will soon face an unsustainable dilemma. Therefore, the current situation must be done quickly.

Yang Zhao clenched his fists, and the light in his eyes turned as he wanted. He shouted calmly: "Zhong!" Before he finished speaking, hundreds of sword marks appeared on Yang Xuangan's body at the same time. The thunder weapon in the protective body was shattered, and his skin and muscles were cut open, revealing the thick white bones. The bloody and terrible state of terror, which made anyone feel chilling when they saw it. However, even if they were hit hard like a storm, the Overlord again did not feel any pain at all, but instead showed even more ecstasy.

Take off your hand and put your sword to control your soldiers with your energy. The thunder sword hung in your palm, and a strong purple light that was dazzling and blinding bloomed. In the vast space of the imperial tomb, except for this inch of land, it was pitch black everywhere, as if even time and space were condensed and paused. The "Anger Thunder tear the sky and the earth" was deeply restrained and ready to go. The Overlord of the World roared excitedly: "The flashy ghost tricks will be seen through you. Let me defeat this Overlord--break!"

The deafening roar did not stop. The Hell Thunder Knife swung in the air and cut through the sky like lightning. The target was not aimed at Yang Zhao directly opposite him, but fell in an irrelevant place. The little prince's face changed drastically, and he activated the red light in his hand without thinking. The God Emperor's body sword merged into one and automatically shot through the air, and he wanted to cut it off before the seventh strike of the Purple Thunder burst out with the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

It was almost over the wind and lightning, and it was like a white horse passing by. In the blink of an eye, swords and swords attacked. The swords and dragons roared and phoenixes, and the swords sounded thunder and thunder. When the lightning was lightning, the strong light burst out, which was more fierce and fierce than the scorching sun, making people look blind. The space within a radius of ten feet was violently shocked, and countless pieces were like fragments containing the deep universe, peeling off from this space one after another. Even the space itself was twisted rapidly with the mysterious changes.

The so-called "the number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine". The dark clones in the small thousand world are exactly forty-nine, which are in line with the ultimate truth of the heaven. Therefore, if you want to break the second limit of Zhenwu, the only chance of life lies in the "escape one". But how easy is to find this chance while constantly enduring a fatal mad attack? Even if you are as strong as a golden lion, even the bearded guest of the White Tiger King who is even more powerful, the chance of finding the "escape one" is definitely only less than 30%. It is even more difficult to crack it after finding it. However...

Yang Xuangan did it! The direction of the bombardment of "Anger Thunder tore the Sky and the Earth" was exactly "the escape". As long as the power of the thunder knife was fully released, the small Qian world would collapse immediately and never exist again. Even if Yang Zhao used the God Emperor to block the Thunder Knife in time, it could not completely offset the destructive power of the seventh strike of the Purple Thunder. The entire small Qian world was shaky, which was already obvious to anyone. The distance was completely disintegrated, but it was only the last straw that crushed the camel's back! The spirit of the Overlord was greatly boosted, and he laughed wildly: "No one can stop me from being the emperor and establishing a foundation for all generations. Even Yang Zhao's little thief, you can't. Because this Overlord is - invincible in the world!"

Laughing was endless, and purple lightning rushed across the sky. The king of the world set out to grab it, and quickly reached out with his right hand to hold the thunder knife again. The left palm was raised, and it was like thunder slamming the knife face. The pressure of the mountain was heavy, and Yang Zhao suddenly felt the pain in the tiger's mouth and his arms were sore and numb, and he could no longer suppress the crazy outbreak of "angry thunder torn the sky and the earth". His throat was sweet, and his mouth was spurted out with a large mouth of blood, and his body was involuntarily thrown back by the huge recoil force.

The collapse of the Little Thousand World is irreversible, but even if it is defeated, at least it must be fought for both losses and must not allow Yang Xuangan to achieve an overwhelming victory. The King of Henan gritted his teeth and put the God Emperor into his soul. He raised his fingers together, shouting in abrupt voice: "There is a mountain with a high mountain, and there will never be any invincible in the world. Arrogant and arrogant, you will only bring you the consequences of your own suffering!"

Forty-nine dark clones, roaring from him like a powerful arrow, sacrificing themselves to pounce on Yang Xuangan. In the light of lightning, countless figures quickly folded and overlapped, gathering together to form another dark, but extremely solid dark divine emperor, breaking through the air with the power of the collapse of the clouds and the mountain. The small thousand world collapsed, but the energy that formed the world would not disappear for no reason. The little prince was to take a desperate bet, gather and combine all the energy, and create the strongest, most extreme and most domineering move "Destroying Hell"!

"How ridiculous is the frog in the well?" Yang Xuangan swallowed thunder and lightning all over his body, and thunderously made a great move. He held the thunder sword tightly in his hands, and said with a crazy laugh: "There is no invincible in the world, just because this overlord is completely out of mortal world. Regardless of heaven and earth, this overlord is the strongest in the three realms and six paths. Who dares to stop me from being called emperor? The gods block the killing god, and the Buddha blocks the killing Buddha! Yang Zhao, you go to die now!" The hell thunder sword turned into purple lightning and thunder, and slashed down with a fierce sword. The eighth strike of purple thunder "The sky hits the thunder and slaughter the real dragon" exploded, hitting the God Emperor.

The sword and fire fought hard, and the two super energy of Zhenwu and Zi Lei collided violently, fighting each other, condensing violently, and suddenly gathered into a black ball of gyrus with extremely heavy mass and unlimited killing power. When the energy was compressed to its limit, the ball of gyrus suddenly cracked and shattered, and millions of lightning flashed violently at its core. Its crazy posture was absolutely heart-wrenching!

It is natural and not surprising that when the yang is exhausted and yin grows, the yang grows, and things will turn back when extremes are extremes. However, when extremes suddenly become extremely slow, too sudden changes make it difficult for anyone to adapt. At that time, the entire space was folded and distorted, and the concept of "time" was completely subverted and no longer operated in a normal way. At this moment, Yang Zhao suddenly had an illusion, as if everything in front of him had also turned into an old black and white movie screened in super slow motion. Within a radius of a hundred feet, everything was so slow that it made people feel anxious. However, extremes became extremely fast in an instant. White light suddenly appeared and roared. The irresistible surging force was rushing towards all directions like a tsunami avalanche.

Yang Yong's remains were torn and to pieces first, Qin Shihuang's corpse was then damaged, and the entire stone tower collapsed on the spot, shaking the earth and causing a wave of destruction and chaos. Yang Zhao and Yang Xuangan were like lonely boats in the sea of ​​anger, and they were thrown away by a backshock. In the thunder, the mist and smoke that permeated the "Dragon's Cave in All Times" began to storm and surging wildly due to the impact of the explosion.

The clouds were already moving, and the strong wind was alive. In the blink of an eye, the howling wind had turned into a tornado. The sand and stones were flying everywhere in the mausoleum, the civil and architectural remains scattered around the mausoleum, the ruined Kui?shu wreckage, the thousands of terracotta warriors and horses that housed the loyal souls of Jiangdong's children, as well as the scorching lava in the earthquake cracks, countless miscellaneous objects were mixed together in a mess, and were all pulled by the tornado wind and were involved. In this situation, it was like a giant beast sleeping in the clouds suddenly stimulated and opened its huge mouth. Indiscriminately, it was about to swallow everything in the mausoleum into its belly.

Yang Zhao was exhausted and lost all his combat power. He couldn't help but throw himself into the tornado vortex. Suddenly, his collar tightened and was pulled back by someone. Although Mahaye, the leader of the Pure Land of the Pure Land, had no idea that a strange and shocking space appeared in the deepest part of the tornado vortex. Perhaps it was the gate to the legendary Pure Land of the Pure Land, or perhaps it was another world in the Three Thousand Worlds. However, no matter what the truth was, the leader of the Pure Land of the Pure Land also had no intention of throwing himself into it, abandoning everything in this world to explore the ultimate secret. He took the little prince back and immediately flew back and retreated to the edge of the tomb. The Zen Zhen staff poked hard to the ground, reaching more than five feet deep, and using this to compete with the suction of the wind.

The little prince looked up at the tornado. He had a vague premonition in his heart. If he took the initiative to jump into the tornado in this moment, it would be very likely that he would be able to leave this world and return to the modern civilization world with cars, planes, TVs, and computers, and the hustle and bustle of thousands of times greater than the Great Sui Dynasty. But...

What should I do when I go back? In that world, I have no relatives anymore. In this world, I have grandparents, fathers and mothers, I regard myself as my biological mentor, my confidant, my upcoming children and my loyal brothers. Their every move, joy and sorrow, is all closely related to me. Can I leave them behind and go back to that cold world full of gasoline smell everywhere in the air?

At this moment, Yang Zhao truly felt that there was an inseparable bond between himself and this world, and it was impossible to leave it anymore. Because, now this world is his real home.

Destiny is the most unpredictable thing in the world. One was born in the "future", but his destination was in the Great Sui Dynasty. The other was born here and was born in the Great Sui Dynasty. However, regardless of the soul or the destined country of imperialism, it did not belong to the Great Sui Dynasty. The tornado came out, and the traction force generated was almost irresistible. Yang Xuangan inserted it into the ground with a thunder knife, and could still support it for the time being, but after the fierce battle, his physical strength was almost exhausted. He needed to recover his energy for a while, but he could not retreat to a safe place far away.

A scream suddenly sounded in his ears, looking up, and the rebirth king who had never known what fear was, his eyes suddenly contracted. Nie Erniang hugged the black horse's neck tightly, mixed with countless miscellaneous objects, helplessly being pulled by the strong wind and rolled straight into the sky, flying towards the space gate deep in the tornado. Yang Xuangan blurted out, "Yu Ji!" Without thinking, he pulled up the thunder knife, stepped on the ground, and rushed up like a flag rocket. His left hand poked out like lightning, just grabbed Nie Erniang's arm, and used the force to turn over. While riding on the black horse's back, he also hugged Nie Erniang tightly into his arms, and refused to relax at all.

Immediately afterwards, the tornado hurricane completely devoured the two men and eight thousand Jiangdong soldiers. The strong light of the space gate flashed once, and then expanded outward at an astonishing speed, turning into electric flames that tore through the void, scattered like a spider web, and finally completely returned to nothingness. At the same time, the star illuminating the imperial tomb in the night sky burst out with strong light, which then cut through the sky and disappeared into the boundless universe.

No matter whether the Overlord and Yu Ji live or die, or where the space they have traveled through, it is safe to say that in this world, they have become history forever. The Overlord's Invincible Legend has come to an end. But...

For another world, Yang Xuangan, the King of Western Chu, has just begun.

The space gate is closed, but everything is not over. The "Hidden Dragon Cave of All Eternals" is the foundation of the entire imperial tomb. The fierce battle between Yang Zhao and the two masters of the Overlords made the stone tower completely destroyed. It was a move that moved the whole body. Qin Shihuang used hundreds of thousands of people to build it, praying that the Mount Li tomb, which has been around for generations, will collapse and destroy!

The disaster was imminent, and Mahaye still did not hesitate at all. He pulled up the Zen Zhen staff, held the Heart Light Decree tightly, and the two great magical tools in his hand, and the momentum was immediately strong. He shouted in a deep voice: "Do not panic, Dhara, Zhaoer, follow me!" He jumped out first. The six magic techniques of "Tathagata Break" and "Bodhisattva Destruction" were successively used. First, they broke the mountain and cracked the soil, and then lava opened the way, and even opened a narrow passage directly to the ground on the wall of the mausoleum.

In the valley of Mount Li on the ground, the giant dragon sculpture that had been closed and forbidden to pass suddenly began to tremble violently with the vibration deep in the center of the earth. In the blink of an eye, the entrance and exit of the dragon head was completely shattered. The huge explosion was shattered in a series of huge explosions, and the ground cracked everywhere, bursts of rich purple aura broke out from the ground, and it exploded, destroying the radius within a radius of ten miles. Yang Zhao, Mahaye, Dhara, the master and disciple, mixed in the purple aura, and together with countless bricks, wood, gravels and many Qin Shihuang's burial objects, they soared into the sky and saw the sun again. Before they could land, a few dull thunder sounds came from the imperial tomb, and then collapsed downwards with "boom". The originally flat ground became sunken, and in this moment, a huge deep pit of more than fifty feet and a hundred feet wide had formed.

When entering the imperial tomb, it was clearly still in the middle of winter. However, at this moment, Yang Zhao clearly saw that the surrounding mountains were lush and lush, full of spring scenery. The special Feng Shui layout of Mount Li, coupled with the mysterious power of ten mysterious crystals, made the time inside and outside the imperial tomb disconnect from the outside. In the feeling of the little prince, it was only half a day before and after entering the imperial tomb. But in the outside world, it had been a whole lot of months.

The breathing was still not settled. A tiger roar suddenly came from the mountain in the distance. The sound was extremely loud and bright, and although it was far away, it was as if the voice was close to him. Who else could there be except the White Tiger King? The little prince was excited and took a deep breath and was about to speak out.
Chapter completed!