Looking at the huge fist hitting his head, a look of horror flashed deep in Fanlong's eyes.
He glanced at Qingfeng and praised in a low voice: "The Pangu Sutra... is indeed the supreme Taoist teaching of Qinglian Temple... Qingfeng, your methods are so brilliant, brilliant, and so easy that King Wu can succeed!"
Qingfeng smiled and shook his head.
'Entrapped? '
"It seems that Pindao is so scheming... In fact, Pindao just wants to make you feel a little disgusted. He really never thought of plotting against King Wu!" Qingfeng shook his head helplessly.
Wu Tie's heavy fist fell from the sky, and the void was cracked with extremely thin black traces.
Wu Tie's punch was not only the magnificent power erupted by Pangu's true body, but he also completely integrated his understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth and the "boxing" into it.
One punch, and it's a world.
One punch can destroy life and death.
With one punch, he experienced the world of mortals.
With one punch, all the waves of calamity were overcome.
Facing this heavy punch on the head, Fanlong and three hundred disciples of Honglian Temple chanted the Buddha's name at the same time, and then various colors of Buddha's light emerged from their bodies.
Red, yellow, blue, white, cyan, purple... dozens of colors of Buddha's light surged, illuminating the heaven and earth.
The auras of Fanlong and his fellow disciples have become extremely weird. Some are dignified and solemn like Buddha, some are noble and sacred like gods, some are majestic and extraordinary like emperors, some are monsters and ferocious like demons, some are crazy and twisted like evil ghosts, and some are Unpredictable like a giant monster...
The Buddhism of Honglian Temple is all-encompassing, both good and evil, extremely powerful and extremely evil.
"My Buddha is eternal and immortal." Fanlong clasped his hands together, and the transparent relic orb in his palm emitted thousands of rays of light, shrouding a group of great monks in it.
The Buddha power of hundreds of people merged into one and turned into a Vajra Sumeru Throne that was thousands of feet high and suspended above them. Wu Tie's heavy fist fell hard and hit the Vajra Sumeru Throne burning with various colors of Buddha's flames. superior.
There was a loud noise, the world shook, and a large hole with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles and a depth reaching the bottom of the sea exploded in the sea below.
The rock layers on the seabed melted layer by layer, burned layer by layer, and turned into ashes layer by layer. The large pit sunk thousands of miles downward, and numerous aquatic fish, sea beasts, shrimps, turtles and other aquatic species died suddenly. The huge waves that spread in circles were filled with bloody and broken aquatic limbs.
Brahma Dragon looked up to the sky and sighed: "King Wu, you have become a demon... You have killed countless evildoers with this punch. After you die, you will definitely enter the eighteen levels of endless purgatory and suffer the pain of never being able to be reincarnated for eternity."
Wu Tie's huge body shook violently. His right arm was twisted and broken. The arm, which was nearly 20,000 feet long, was broken into more than a dozen pieces. The skin of half of his body was cracked with huge gaps, and the hot blood was like Like magma, it sprays down from high altitude and burns the seafloor rock formations into boiling magma.
"Becoming a demon? You were the one who forced me to do it. When it comes to killing evil, you are also responsible for the cause and effect!" Wu Tie looked at Fanlong coldly, and shouted sternly: "You dare to stop me, then you are my mortal enemy... Today, There is only you but no me!”
Wu Tie looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly, circles of white air explosions swept in all directions high in the sky, and the clouds in the sky were swept away. The blue sky was so clear and clear that it seemed as if the sky had dropped tens of thousands of feet, as if the sky was right next to Wu Tie's scalp.
The void around Wu Tie collapsed, and the boundless energy of heaven and earth turned into giant dragons of chaos, roaring into his body.
In one breath, all the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of 100,000 miles was sucked away, creating a huge vacuum of energy, triggering drastic changes in the world. Countless lightning bolts traversed the void, and turbulent air currents could be seen in the distance whistling this way. Rushed over.
Wu Tie's body expanded another three thousand feet on the basis of thirty-six thousand feet.
His upper body was especially weirdly swollen, with his chest and arm circumference at least three times larger than before.
Streams of violent hot air continued to spurt out from the pores on Wu Tie's upper body. The hot air rose and turned into large air waves soaring into the sky. In the hazy air waves, various strange illusions could be seen emerging.
There are sun and moon rising, there are vicissitudes of the sea, there are birds and animals, there are mountains and rivers...
At this moment, Wu Tie seemed to have truly become the Pangu saint who created this world when the world first opened. Behind him, three thousand streaks of purple energy shot straight into the void, and eighty-four thousand streaks of golden light criss-crossed.
A suffocating pressure almost solidified, spreading crazily around.
With a long roar, Wu Tie's broken right arm healed rapidly, and all injuries had completely disappeared in an instant. He clenched his fist hard, and the hurricane erupted from his fingers, shaking the void.
The Vajra Sumeru seat above Fanlong and others vibrated violently, continuously making dull roaring sounds, and spitting out colorful Buddha light tens of thousands of feet high.
On the colorful auspicious clouds formed by Wu Tie, all the disciples of the White Lotus Palace who had been imprisoned vomited blood. Except for Bai Wen and Bai Wu, everyone else was knocked unconscious by the chaotic coercion emanating from Wu Tie. The weak and courageous disciples of the White Lotus Palace were so frightened by the pressure that they fainted and excreted and urinated in unison. This situation was extremely embarrassing.
"King Wu, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end..." Fanlong had a tragic look on his face. He looked at Wu Tie's huge Pangu real body and said loudly: "Otherwise, don't blame the poor monk for using thunderous means to subdue the devil!"
Wu Tie laughed wildly: "Hahaha, as expected, the Buddhist thief Bald has always been eloquent. Hey, you are also a monk, how come you are so far behind compared to the Palace Master of Six Paths, Zhu Sun and Zhu Yue? "
Fanlong raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Tie in astonishment: "King Wu knows the whereabouts of other Buddhist disciples? Good, good, so good... Well, if King Wu stops here and honestly tells the whereabouts of those Buddhist disciples, the poor monk will I want to make the decision and absolve King Wu of his sins. All I have to do is face the wall in the small temple for ten thousand years and repent sincerely."
Wu Tie was so angry that the corners of his eyes trembled.
This Brahma Dragon's small mouth and spiritual tongue are so amazing that it turned Wu Tie into a real demon king and himself into a real compassionate Buddha.
Haha, look at what he said, he actually wanted to absolve Wu Tie of his sins, as long as he was imprisoned for ten thousand years!
"My king, I really want to thank you for your great kindness and compassion!" Wu Tie roared, raised his hands together, and then moved his fists back and forth, like the sun and the moon flying down, hitting him hard. Toward the Vajra Sumeru Seat where the Buddha's light rises.
"My Buddha is eternal and immortal." Fanlong and a group of great monks chanted in unison.
Their scalps became transparent at the same time, and through their shiny scalps and skulls, one could see their different colors, like brains made of glass. In their brains, like pearls embedded in the flesh of a shell, relics of different sizes, colors, and smells shine brightly.
There are endless wonderful sounds of 'ding ding ding', ranging from twelve or three to more than two hundred. The most is like a Brahma dragon. There are 328 egg-sized relics flying in the sky and embedded in the Vajra Sumeru Seat. superior.
As Wu Tie punched down hard, he sighed sincerely: "It's amazing that your head is so big and can hold so many... brain stones!"
Fanlong and all the great monks trembled at the same time.
Even though they were all Taoist disciples of Honglian Temple, they were still almost confused by Wu Tie's "brain stone" words.
The 'relic' of great achievements in Buddhism was actually slandered as a 'brain stone' by Wu Tie!
If it were in the Sui Dynasty, Wu Tie would be attacked by countless believers from Honglian Temple based on these words. Countless outer disciples and believers of Honglian Temple will fight Wu Tie to the death.
There was a loud noise between heaven and earth, and a huge figure sitting cross-legged quietly appeared on the Vajra Sumeru Seat.
This man's face was in chaos, and only a ten-thousand-character Buddha seal could be seen billowing in flames, slowly rotating on his face. An aura that was more powerful and terrifying than the coercion emitted by Wu Tie emitted, and the world was suddenly filled with immeasurable light.
Wu Tie's heavy fist hit this figure, which was also tens of thousands of feet tall. Two loud bangs were heard. Above the colorful auspicious clouds, more than a hundred fainting disciples of the White Lotus Palace vomited blood, and blood continued to emerge from the seven orifices. come out.
Qingfeng frowned unconsciously and took two steps back.
He waved his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and a ray of clear light flew out, turning into a flexible light curtain, protecting the White Lotus Palace disciples on the colorful auspicious clouds.
Qinglian, Honglian and Bailian are all the three divine sects of the Sui Dynasty protecting the country. Even if there is a big conflict of interests between them on weekdays, Qingfeng cannot sit back and watch these disciples of the White Lotus Palace being shocked to death here.
Wu Tie's heavy fists were burning, and the huge figure sitting cross-legged on the Vajra Sumeru Seat was motionless. The colorful Buddhist flames stuck to Wu Tie's body, burning the skin and flesh of his arms to pieces, and a strange fragrance filled the air.
The Buddha's flames continued to spread throughout Wu Tie's body, and soon completely enveloped Wu Tie's body.
The Buddha's flame, which was as thick as molten glass, burned into Wu Tie's seven orifices. The pain made Wu Tie roar, and his internal organs were ignited by the Buddha's flame, burning every pore on his body. Spurting out a trace of fire.
"The devil is one foot tall, and the Buddha is three feet tall... No matter how many magical powers and secret techniques you have... King Wu... No, demon, you can't escape the hands of my Buddha." Fanlong looked at Wu Tie proudly and scolded loudly. : "If you don't kneel down and beg for mercy quickly, could it be that you are about to be refined by my Buddhist supreme demon-refining magical power?"
Narrowing his eyes, Fanlong's voice became much softer: "Since you are the king of a country after all, you can sit on the position of king, and you are also blessed and lucky... Even if you can He committed endless murders and even thought about it, he went astray for a while."
"If you are willing to come to my school, Honglian Temple, to be influenced and refined by my supreme Buddhist teachings, and let the immeasurable merits of my Honglian Temple eliminate your sins... I will guarantee you a golden body!"
Qingfeng sneered from the side: "Fanlong, are you still shameless?"
Fanlong turned around, looked at Qingfeng and said coldly: "Qingfeng, if you don't accept it, how about a fight? You also know my Fanlong's temper. If you can beat me, I will turn around and leave."
Qingfeng pointed at Fanlong: "If you dare, you and I will fight alone!"
Fanlong smiled arrogantly and said coldly: "Our Supreme Demon-Conquering Vajra Sumeru Formation in Honglian Temple is composed of these 365 brothers... You alone, 365 of us will come together; you 10,000 People, we are still 365 people coming together... Qingfeng, if you are not convinced, I will give you time to call people!"
Qingfeng was so angry that his mouth twisted.
To deal with him alone, 365 people came together
hehe…
Against 10,000 of him, they still came together with 365 people
Haha... If I believed what you said, it would really be a ghost!
Qingfeng dared to use the ancestral graves of Fanlong's family to seal the deal. If Qingfeng really pulled out 10,000 Qinglian Temple disciples to join forces, Fanlong, the bald thief, would definitely come up with some other sanctimonious explanation to completely wipe out the matter.
The breeze made my teeth itch with anger.
In terms of verbal skills, Qinglian Temple is really no match for Honglian Temple.
In the Sui Dynasty, only the White Lotus Palace could compete with the Red Lotus Temple in terms of verbal power, but the Qinglian Temple was far behind.
Gritting his teeth, Qingfeng rolled up his sleeves and decided to act recklessly.
At this moment, a roar like a mountain roaring and a tsunami suddenly came from behind, and waves of tyrannical aura rushed straight into the void. Countless rough voices came from afar, and when they reached their ears, they heard a stream of earth-shattering curses.
"Which grandson dares to provoke our brothers?"
"Kill him!"
"It's those damn bald guys...I saw it..."
"Kick them to death, chop them into pieces!"
"I am a witch!"
"Fight to the bitter end!"
The evil spirit is soaring to the sky, and the blood is boiling. A huge military formation composed of 120,000 and 3 people broke through the air and attacked. The auras of 120,003 people were all stable at the first level of the gods. Their auras were connected as one. On the huge military formation, , the evil spirit condensed into a huge figure tens of thousands of feet tall.
Zhurong, Gonggong, Kuafu, Xingtian, Xuanming, Houtu...
Each one has been completely lost in the long river of time, and the ancient god who only survives in mythology stands expressionlessly in the monstrous aura, staring at Fanlong and others with his radiant eyes.
Even though Fanlong and others were powerful and confident... Facing this fierce military formation, they were still trembling with fear.
120,000 masters of the divine realm.
Sensing their aura, they all entered the Tao with at least ten or more laws of the Tao!
One hundred and twenty thousand 'gods'!
Fanlong is going crazy... 120,000 'gods'!
Is this 'God' so easy to come out
It is not easy, very difficult, to cultivate more than ten complete avenues. In the Sui Dynasty, apart from the three major divine sects, only the royal family of the Sui Dynasty had the ability to cultivate 'gods' in a systematic and batch manner.
But in this small barbarian country...
Fanlong gritted his teeth and looked hesitantly at the Wu clan men with red eyes and murderous intent.
There are too many people…
However, after all, they are only cultivators of the first level of the divine realm. And it is obvious that their auras are very floating, without the slightest smell of time... They are all freshly minted gods who have just entered the Tao.
Maybe, can it be worth a fight
Fanlong had never encountered such a difficult thing before, and he fell into a state of confusion for a while.
Qingfeng laughed wildly and beat his chest hard: "Fanlong, Taoist Master's 120,000 brothers are here. Come, come, come, come and fight!"
Wu Tie turned around suddenly, opened his mouth and a ball of flames spurted out.
Holding back the severe pain in his internal organs, Wu Tie roared angrily: "What are you doing here? All of you are getting married!"
Wu Jin waved his big ax and wooden shield, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Because my brothers are here to fight hard... So, I am here to fight hard!"
Wu Yin laughed wildly: "You bald men, bully my fourth son... I will crush you!"
Wu Tong's eyes spit out blood, and the muscles on his back squirmed wildly. Six huge flesh wings spurted out blood and grew suddenly. Wu Tong transformed into a strange form with a dragon head, a human body, and three pairs of fleshy wings on its back. He looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Brothers... hack them to death!"
There was a loud noise, and the world became dark.
Wu Tie had no time to stop it, and the huge military formation collided heavily with the Vajra Sumeru Seat.
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