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The iron box was overwhelmed and finally burst,

Scattered fragments danced in the air, shining brightly under the candlelight of the Stupa.

What is placed in the iron box is precious metal compressed to the limit.

Li Ang opened his palm and released the restriction on Mosi.

The pitch-black silk thread stretched and stretched immediately, like a spider web, precisely borrowing every piece of metal fragments in the air, and devouring them rapidly.

Absorb evolution.

The dark gold on the surface of the moss is getting more and more dazzling, the diameter of each thread is shortening, and the length is lengthening,

So that in the end it was so light that it could be blown up by the breeze caused by the candlelight, floating lightly in the air like a feather.

This body covered with hair, could it be Yuan Tianshi who is unknown in his later years?

The thoughts of complaining flashed by, and the next moment, the moss suddenly tightened, wrapped around the whole body, and formed a giant cocoon.

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Subhuti, what do you think? If a person is full of the seven treasures of the three thousand great thousand worlds

Outside the Daxiong Hall, a group of monks sit in a circle, beating wooden fish with their right hand, turning Buddhist beads with their left hand, and reciting the King Kong scriptures.

The circular vajra array surrounding them was turned upside down like a golden bowl, resisting the so thick and invisible magic energy in the square.

In the black mist, strange roars came and went,

The sound of dense footsteps, biting, gnawing, crying of babies, and tender courtship came one after another, and there were even calls from relatives of the monks, and Buddha's roar and reprimand.

The sound of the magic sound was endless, weakening the will of the monks.

A young monk finally couldn't hold on, his face became more and more shaken, and his chanting of Buddhist scriptures became slower and slower, and he kept making mistakes.

finally

His skin swelled rapidly, tearing the monk's robe,

The eyes swelled to fill the eye sockets, and burst open directly,

The jaw is bounded by the central axis and splits to both sides. Two rows of sharp teeth grow on the fractured surface. In the three-parted mouth, the magic scriptures that are extremely blasphemous begin to be recited.

Snapped!

A pure gold Zen staff waved and smashed its head,

Then a big hand picked up the severely deformed headless body and threw it out of the diamond ring.

Keep reading,

The abbot stood beside the vajra circle, turned around, swiped his Zen staff, and swept all the monks with his cold gaze, Don't stop.

All of this is almost the same as the usual late repair of the temple.

In addition to the dirty blood left on the ground, the noisy magic sound outside the diamond circle, and everyone will die at any time.

The sky is full of demonic energy, blocking the sun above the head,

The Diamond Circle itself became the only light, struggling to survive in the black wind.

Every minute and every second, the number of monsters outside the circle is increasing, among them are not only pilgrims who have been resurrected from the dead, but also fellow disciples of the Garan Sect.

They either laughed ferociously, or shed blood and tears in their eyes, or wailed for their lives,

With distorted minions, sticks and swords, he hit the vajra circle heavily, shaking the minds of more than 300 monks in the circle.

Subhuti. What do you think? Sota-winner can make this thought.

Accompanied by the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, the abbot Liao Nan wandered in the Vajra circle, harvesting those monks who had exhausted their mana, collapsed their minds, and transformed into demons with their Zen sticks.

The number of monks is getting smaller and smaller, from more than three hundred to one hundred and ten.

The abbot's expression changed from cold, to stiff, to numb.

Continue reading!

He threw down the broken Zen staff, twisted the demon's neck with his palm, and threw the corpse out.

Regardless of his blood-stained hands, his eyes were tearing apart, his voice was hoarse and frantic, Don't stop!

This time, there were only fifty people left in the circle who could still hear his words.

Subhuti, as many as the grains of sand in the Ganges River. Such as the grains of sand in the Ganges River.

The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures is still going on, but the sound has been weakened by more than ten times.

The originally indestructible golden bowl was already as thin as porcelain and crumbling.

The abbot raised his head to look up, and the sky was filled with demon energy, and he couldn't see the sun high in the sky at all.

Subhuti

Thirty-eight people.

Subhuti

Twenty-one people.

Subhuti

Fourteen people.

The golden bowl, as thin as a cicada's wings, finally cracked a gap,

A group of monsters rushed towards the gap impatiently, and then bumped into the difficulty head-on.

Buddha's light was burning all over his body, his cassock was supported by strong muscles,

Every time you punch or wave your palm, you can wipe out the life of a monster.

Like a rock, it blocks the tide of magic.

At the gap in the vajra circle, dirty blood flowed wantonly, and corpses piled up into mountains.

The difficult punches are getting slower and slower, more and more injuries are on his body, and his breathing is getting heavier.

Boom boom boom.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from far and near, and the earth trembled.

A huge monster squeezed through the group of demons like pushing away the tide, and stood outside the golden bowl.

On its stomach, there are layers of human faces attached to it, and each face seems familiar.

It's hard!!!

The human face in the middle roared sadly: You colluded with the government, led beasts to eat people, called you a monk in vain, and chanted Buddha in vain!

Damn you! !

monk?

It was as difficult as a broken bellows, took a few deep breaths with difficulty, and said hoarsely: I give up my love and relatives, and give up the worldly happiness, why can't I call myself a monk?

Foolish men and women spend their days in ignorance,

I give you false visions,

Sending you to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss early, why not a Buddha?

As for my life, if I want it, I can take it myself.

Then die.

The tall demon punched out, passing through the gap in the golden bowl,

The fists of the two sides collided in the air.

Just a bang,

The arm of the demon exploded and exploded into countless pieces of flesh and blood, attracting the low-level monsters in the corner to greedily chase and devour them.

And difficult,

He knelt down on one knee, his arm disappeared, and countless blood spurted out from his shoulder. Fortunately, he had the secret method of garan, and forcibly squeezed the blood vessel with his muscles to stop the blood flow.

The aftermath of the punches from both sides continued unabated, and the monsters at the gap were blown away.

It also shattered the internal organs of several monks in the diamond circle.

Snapped.

The diamond ring finally couldn't hold on anymore, it burst and collapsed,

The long-coveted monsters rushed in.

at this time,

Abbot Wu Wu at the front slowly opened his eyes, and counted to the last moment the prayer beads made of two hundred white jade seeds in his hand.

.Bajala slandered Nipan and Hudu Wengpan, Sapoha.

The Buddhist scriptures are finally finished,

The majestic gust of wind swept around and spread around the Buddha beads.

Thousands of low-level monsters were blown up by the strong wind, torn apart, and rained blood all over the sky.

Even powerful monsters transformed by practitioners had to crawl to the ground.

The big array of guarding the mountain is a piece of heaven and earth,

And the beads are the heaven and earth itself.

Abbot Wu Wu held the Buddha beads in his left hand, stood up slowly, put his right hand upright in front of his chest, and joined his two fingers.

The wind changed suddenly with his movements, and a large amount of spiritual energy gathered and condensed, forming a huge two-finger shape above the main hall.

Then, stab down.

boom!

The roof of the Daxiong Palace shattered without any suspense.

The heaven and earth handprints are like breaking bamboo, like crushing tofu, breaking through the wooden beams and pillars of the old mountain that are stronger than steel, until they encounter the field of the sands of time, and then slow down.

This is a struggle between the world itself and the sands of time.

The two fingers that fell from the sky pushed forward with difficulty,

In Xumi's hourglass, the sands of time flow faster, almost bottoming out.

There is no empty achievement, there is no fear in giving!

Enlightenment shouted loudly, and the Buddha's light all over his body was radiated,

The Buddha's handprint on the top of the Daxiong Palace pressed down again, breaking through the barriers of the sands of time, and lightly tapped on the head of the demon Buddha.

Kaka Kaka——

The crackling sound of gold paint is endless,

The thick gold layer of the statue of the Demon Buddha exploded,

The devilish energy pervading between the heaven and the earth suddenly stopped.

succeeded? !

Kneeling on one knee, Nan smiled miserably, stood up slowly from the ground, and just about to say something,

But seeing Lu Wu's face suddenly changed.

boom! ! !

The magic energy in the Daxiong Palace,

Like a spring compressed to the limit, it suddenly let go of the restriction, and rushed out of the hall in multiples.

Amidst the torrential black mist, a tall and thin Demon Buddha dressed in cassocks slowly stepped down from the Buddhist altar.