Wang Fo of the Red Flame Building looked at Yan Zhaoge turning his palms, as if the heavenly spirit was manifesting, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
For Yan Zhaoge's counterattack, he was mentally prepared, originally planning to subdue Yan Zhaoge under Baozhuan's attack by relying on the secrets of Buddhism to suppress it.
But seeing Yan Zhaoge's chaotic opening attack at this moment, Wang Fo of the Red Flame Building immediately stopped his previous thoughts, and changed to attack Yan Zhaoge head-on with the truth of Buddhism.
Whether he can subdue and capture Yan Zhaoge alive, he has no hope now, and his wish is fulfilled if he can defeat Yan Zhaoge.
Buddhism's supernatural powers are ingeniously integrated, and they are also transformed into mysterious and mysterious, as if the artistic conception of truth that is neither innate nor acquired, meets Yan Zhaoge's chaotic beginning.
The King Buddha of the Red Flame Banner did not hold back at all, and the golden lamp and relics on the top were shining brightly at this moment.
Blossoming green lotuses, accompanied by the fragrance, straddle the void, filling this universe, filling the time and space created by Yan Zhaoge's palm.
When the Buddha descended, he also came under the jeweled banner, stretched out his palm, and struck Yan Zhaoge.
When the crimson flame touched the green lotus, the lotus immediately burst into flames.
Burning without ashes, it turned into real red lotus blossoms, forming a sea of lotus flowers, and the pure land of the Buddha Kingdom that manifested the Red Flame Banner King Buddha descended here, intending to bury Yan Zhaoge.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly.
His right hand kept going upwards, but suddenly a precious hammer appeared in his left hand.
"Hunyuan Hammer!" Wang Fo of the Red Flame Building's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his heart cried out.
That treasure hammer was the supreme treasure that Wu Yunxian carried with him before, the Hunyuan Hammer, Wu Yunxian made a great reputation with it, and the sharpness of killing was almost not inferior to that of Guangcheng Tianzun, who shook the heavens.
After Wu Yunxian's death, the Hunyuan Hammer fell into Yan Zhaoge's hands, and he had been carefully trying to refine it over the years.
Now that the Red Flame Building King Buddha was approaching, Yan Zhaoge took out the hammer and hit the Red Flaming Building King Buddha!
Wang Fo of the Red Flame Building was caught off guard and was directly knocked down with a hammer.
When Yan Zhaoge gained power, he was relentless, and his subordinates continued to sacrifice the Hunyuan Hammer, and immediately knocked down the King Buddha of the Red Flame Building again.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" The golden body of the Red Flame Banner Buddha had cracks in his chest. He endured the pain, whispered the Buddha's name, and the relic on his head shone brightly.
Blossoming red lotuses gather and surround the King Buddha of the Red Flame Building.
The red lotus bloomed one after another, blocking the Hunyuan Hammer, but the Hunyuan Hammer broke through the siege and continued to hit the Buddha.
Wang Fo of the Red Flame Building had no choice but to dodge to the side quickly, but the golden lamp above his head was still unavoidably knocked down by the precious hammer.
On the other side, Yan Zhaoge rose step by step, flipped upwards with one palm, and immediately overturned the precious building.
As soon as the treasure building was overturned, the fire rain was extinguished immediately, and the pure land of the Buddha Kingdom of the Red Flame Banner King Buddha also began to disintegrate and collapse.
Yan Zhaoge grabbed the treasure building with his right hand, and with his left hand, he carried the Hunyuan Hammer and continued to knock down the King Buddha of the Red Flame Building.
It's not just that it's hard for Xianyuan to break Xianhua, it's hard for Taixu to hurt Daluo, and the powerful people at the Daluo level are so wonderful, it's often difficult for Taixu Yuanxian to even touch them.
But even if Yan Zhaoge only had one flower on top, he was not comparable to most primordial immortals.
Now with the Hunyuan Hammer in his hand, even the King and Buddha of the Red Flame Building can hardly resist the edge.
Seeing this, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, Narayan Buddha and other powerful Buddhists frowned.
However, they also have their own difficult opponents, and they have no time to spare.
What's more, compared to Wang Fo of the Red Flame Building facing Yan Zhaoge, Li Jing on the other side is obviously much more dangerous.
Although there is the treasure lotus fairy body in the Ruyi Golden Pagoda to restrain Nezha, Li Jing's strength is far inferior to that of Nezha after all.
With no one to help him, the Tota Heavenly King could not escape bad luck after all.
A circle of heaven and earth descended from the sky, knocking down the Ruyi Golden Pagoda and taking it out of Li Jing's hands.
The terrifying spear pierced through the universe, came out of nothingness, pierced through the breastplate in the center of the armor's chest, and then pierced out from behind!
Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, looked down at the barrel of the gun protruding from his chest. He wanted to say something, but in the end it was only one sentence.
"Master misunderstood me, Master misunderstood me..."
As the voice echoed, Li Jing's eyes widened and his breath disappeared.
The wound on his chest pierced by the flaming spear began to open continuously, spreading and expanding around, and his whole body gradually disappeared into ashes.
Nezha stared blankly at Li Jing, subconsciously let go of the gun in his hand.
The hostility between his eyebrows became more dignified, but his expression was a little dazed.
The blood between the eyes is thicker, but the eyes are empty and dull.
Nezha, who was full of murderous aura before, seemed like a murderous god descended into the world, but at this moment, standing in the void, he looked like a sculpture.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva waved his magic pestle again and again, and finally forced Taiyi to retreat.
But it was already a step too late. Seeing Li Jing and Nezha, he let out a long sigh and continued walking towards Nezha.
Daoist Taiyi kept pestering him behind him: "The little apprentice just lost his mind for a while, and the fellow daoist has no chance to take advantage of it. If you step forward at this moment, he will wake him up immediately. Although the fellow daoist is better than the poor daoist, he is not the opponent of the little disciple."
"Lingtu Qing is blue, and I naturally know it." Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said lightly: "However, I can also see that Lingtu is sinking into a sea of blood, and it will be difficult to extricate himself. At that time, he will become the public enemy of everyone."
"Don't say you are the descendants of the Sanqing, even Chenshan Xinghai, or even Jiuyou, may not be able to accommodate him?"
Of course Samantabhadra did not plan to fight Nezha to the end.
He knew the arrangement of Yan Zhaoge and Taiyi Daoist, and he knew that the other party intended to use Li Jing as an excuse to counteract Nezha's murderous and hostile spirit.
If disturbed and the plan fails, Nezha will turn into a bloody killer.
At that time, no force will be happy to see such an existence active everywhere, and the final result will inevitably be a joint extermination.
Daoist Sanqing's direct succession may not protect him.
"Fellow Taoists enter the Buddha with compassion in their hearts, but they want to block the way for the young disciple to return from the wrong way, and create a sea of blood Shura with his own hands?" True Taiyi naturally refused to let Samantabhadra Bodhisattva ruin his own plan, and hurriedly caught up stop.
"The Bodhisattva stays behind."
At the same time, Yan Zhaoge raised the Hunyuan Hammer from a distance, and struck with one blow.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had no choice but to stop, swinging the magic subduing pestle and the Hunyuan hammer.
After a pause like this, Daoist Taiyi immediately caught up again.
The other Buddhist venerables had their own thoughts, but they were also intercepted by the two golden bodies of the Great Sage and Long Xingquan respectively.
"Kalpa, kalpa..." Puxian Bodhisattva stopped suddenly, no longer approaching Nezha, but changed direction, and suddenly rushed towards the golden body of the great sage transformed by Panpan.
He finally gave up at this moment, and changed his goal to rescue his apprentice Mu Zha.
The monster monkey transformed by Panpan is unafraid, and the Ruyi golden cudgel sweeps all directions, even Puxian Bodhisattva has a headache.
Daoist Taiyi ignored Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and flew towards Nezha.
When he got near Nezha, after a certain distance, he stopped cautiously, and then took out a lotus pod.