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This kind of pure power of Buddhism and Dao has the same effect as the power of heaven after it has been embodied.

When Chen Nan was in Xiaoyao Cave, he had suffered from the power of heaven.

At this moment, seeing such pure power of Buddhism and Taoism, my heart trembled, and I hurriedly let the little demon avoid it.

However, what he didn't expect was that Xiao Tianmo didn't even move while standing in place.

Demonic flames burned on his body, from the depths of the ground, from the void, from above the sky, and from his body, four forces erupted.

These four powers are transformed into four marks of dharma, among which the dharma of the devil is the most powerful.

These four marks of dharma entered the little celestial demon's body one after another, and countless runes protruded from the little celestial demon's body.

At this moment, between the little heavenly demon and the undead monk, one Buddha and one demon, the aura of both sides is actually constantly rising.

There was also a look of surprise in the eyes of the undead monk, looking at the little demon, he seemed a little confused.

At the next moment, the power of the Buddha's way, the palm of the big Buddha condensed had already reached the sky above the body of the little demon, and it seemed that the little demon was about to be crushed into powder all at once.

"Heavenly Demon Fist!"

The little demon stretched out his hand, clenched his fist, and bombarded the palm with a terrifying aura.

"Boom!"

The huge palm of the golden Buddha fell down and collided with the little demon's fist.

An extremely powerful force burst out between punches and palms.

The immortal monk had a slight smile on his face, clasped his hands together, and was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

A steady stream of power poured into the Golden Buddha.

The little demon's fist and Buddha's palm were deadlocked in the void.

The undead monk seems to have a plan in his chest.

Chen Nan was so nervous that he was going to die, but at this moment, he could only wait and see what happened. If he intervened rashly at this time, it might ruin the big thing instead.

"My Buddha is merciful, suppress this demon, and never forget it, so that I can serve all living beings. If I hear it like this, I will save all living beings. It is better to be reborn than to be reborn."

The undead monk continued to chant, and the power of the Golden Buddha was obviously growing.

The power of the little demon did not change, but he blocked the huge palm of the golden Buddha.

"Crack..."

Suddenly a voice came, and under the little Heavenly Demon's feet, the ground began to crack, and countless cracks spread towards the surroundings.

"boom!"

Within a radius of a hundred miles, a cloud of smoke and dust suddenly erupted all over the sky. The smoke and dust soared into the sky, which was shocking.

The little demon let out a muffled snort from the smoke.

Zhao Han, Ye Yiyi, and Su Qingqing all became nervous in Haotian Tower.

"Chen Nan (senior brother, idiot) will the little demon be okay?"

The three of them are extremely concerned about the little demon.

"I don't know either. If this old bald donkey really hurt the little demon, I will definitely not let him go."

Chen Nan stared wide-eyed, looking into the smoke and dust.

At this moment, he felt a monstrous force, which exploded.

The golden Buddha's palm actually began to crack.

From the palm to the arm, it's almost just a matter of breathing, and then the whole body.

The golden Buddha born from the power of the Buddha's way was disintegrated in an instant by a mysterious force in the little sky demon's body.

A mouthful of blood spewed from the mouth of the undead monk.

His face turned pale, and he looked at the little demon with disbelief in his eyes.

"Impossible, your strength is far inferior to monk me, why, why?"

His eyes were red, as if he had entered a magic barrier.

"Uncle Demon has the four powers of heaven, earth, man and devil. When the Buddha Sakyamuni sacrificed himself to feed a tiger, he had not yet become a Buddha. Heaven, earth, man and devil have infinite possibilities. , in the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and you are only in the Buddha way, what do you use to fight me?"

Seeing the shattering of the golden Buddha, the little demon smiled slightly, "Your strength is indeed very strong, and you may even have the same immortal body as your name, but because you are immortal, you don't understand the six realms of reincarnation at all. I don’t understand the great enlightenment between life and death. The Buddha you have cultivated these years is only for the pursuit of the supreme power of Buddhism. Compared with the Buddha’s way of Buddha Sakyamuni, your Buddha nature is simply a puddle. *, **** is not as good as."

The immortal monk looked at the little demon, frowning. Although a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, this kind of injury was nothing to him, and it was healed almost instantly.

"I once reached the realm of the domain master, descended from the Haotian realm to the outside world, and experienced the battle of heaven's punishment. Monk, my life has been full of ups and downs. Is it not enough to become a Buddha? You are a demon, do you know what a Buddha is? You don't want to influence me. Buddhism."

The immortal monk stared at the little demon, "Even if my Tianlong Temple is in the Haotian Realm, it is famous. There are three thousand big Buddhas and six thousand small Buddhas. What are you?"

"All living beings are equal, so how big or small is it? The ancients said that if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening. Today I realize the Tao, and today I will become a Buddha on the ground. Is the Buddha-nature of me and the Buddha stronger or weaker?"

Little Heavenly Demon faced each other tit for tat, and his aura kept rising, forming a halo rainbow above his head.

"What do you think I am? There is nothing in the first place. Where does the dust come from? What do you say I am? You have fallen into the path of demons. What you cultivate is not a Buddha, but a demon."

The little demon smiled lightly, looking at the undead monk with burning eyes.

The undead monk's eyeballs rolled back and forth, and his eyebrows were twisted into twists.

He looked at the little heavenly demon, as if he would launch an attack at any time and kill him.

The anger in his eyes burst out directly, burning in the void.

"Damn it, damn it!"

The undead monk was screaming.

Chen Nan was dumbfounded. After the little demon regained his sanity, he lost his memory in the treasure house of heaven and earth.

When he was in a state of rage, he would temporarily recover his memory.

Chen Nan has been thinking about how to solve it, but now he finds out that Xiao Tianmo's ability to blow people seems to have been inherited a little bit by himself, and even has the rhythm of the blue out of the blue and the wave ahead of the Yangtze River.

Seeing the undead monk go crazy, the little demon smiled and said, "Jie Chen, your master gave you the Dharma name Jie Chen back then because you were prone to commit hatred precepts. Are you still dying and not repenting now? The three precepts of greed, hatred and ignorance, torment All sentient beings, do you still want to kill me now?"

The little demon stretched out his hand and pointed at the void, "There is heaven above, and there is thick soil below, so what if you kill Lord Demon today, if one Lord Demon dies, there will be tens of thousands of Lord Demons, heaven, earth, humans and demons, you How to kill them all?"

"Puff puff……"

Three mouthfuls of blood spurted out from the mouth of the undead monk in succession.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the little heavenly demon, and his divine power started to go berserk in an instant, faintly appearing to be insane.