Zhiming is in crisis, the unseen ancient sages are in the realm of powerhouses, Buddhist words lock the phoenix body, Brahma rains fall, and each golden swastika looms in the phoenix fire, purifying the sinful Zhiming.
He was full of killing karma and could not get rid of it in his entire life. Ning Chen closed his eyes, and the red flames continued to rise all over his body, fully resisting the holy power of the mantra.
Drops of fresh blood dripped from the ears, eyes, and corners of the mouth, Bodhi chanted sutras, and washed the sinful body.
Sorry for Hongzhu, Jian Shui'er was shocked, and the body was running, helping to resist the Buddha's words coming from all directions, however, it was really useless, only watching the former reluctantly support, the seven orifices continued to bleed.
In the ancient city, the seven Buddhas appeared, twisted the Dharma finger, recited the mantra, and saved evil and sins.
"Lipo Lipo Emperor, Qiu He Qiu He Emperor, Dharani Emperor"
"Emperor Nihara, Emperor Biri, Emperor Mahakat"
"Emperor Zhenling, Shapohe"
The seven Buddhas exterminate sins, the power of Brahma increases sharply, the holy Brahma sings, through the flesh, to the deepest part of the sinner's consciousness, Ning Chen groaned, it was even more difficult to support, among the seven orifices, blood dripped down, dyeing the body red front earth.
With the addition of the mantra, Ning Chen's body has suppressed the murderous intent for ten years. No matter how hard it is to suppress, in an instant, the tide surges out, dark and cold, and it can almost condense into a real terrifying force, soaring into the sky, turning into a special-shaped roc, Howling for nine days.
In the voice of the Buddha's words "My Buddha's Mercy", in the ancient city, blacksmiths, old monks, old masters... Buddhas' Dharma scattered and formed. The slightest murderous intention, one hundred and eight rosary beads in the hand are light with the wind
moving, most of which have discolored.
The evil in the world is inexhaustible. The Buddha kills the living and slays the evil. Each rosary that changes color represents a former great evil body falling endlessly.
The sage appeared, with white robes and white hair, the rosary danced, and the mantras of annihilation were pressed down from heaven and earth, and the phoenix fire was unstoppable.
The supreme being in the realm of perfection, the first to show the supreme ability, twisting the Dharma seal in his hand, reciting the Buddha's words, and under the face of compassion, he will not change his determination to punish evil.
Wordless saints and sinners confronted each other, the mantra of annihilation revolved around, and the phoenix fire rose to the extreme, colliding violently.
One hundred and eight rosary beads, the one symbolizing fate, has been blackened by nearly half, and the great evil will be punished and cannot be tolerated.
"Lipo Lipo Emperor, Qiu He Qiu He Emperor, Dharani Emperor"
"Emperor Nihara, Emperor Biri, Emperor Mahakat"
"Emperor Zhenling, Shapohe"
The looming wall of mantras was built in the phoenix fire, and the golden swastika chains swayed between heaven and earth, trapping the body of sin.
The phoenix was trapped, screaming loudly, and within the phoenix, the ghost girl in the ice coffin was affected by the holy power, and a ghostly aura appeared in the phoenix.
Ning Chen felt it, his heart was furious, his bloody eyes suddenly opened, and in an instant, the alien Dapeng let out a long roar and rushed into the sky.
"Buddha, you deceive people too much"
With a bang, the fifth congenital robbery, the great catastrophe of Xuanshui, reappeared in the human world.
The mysterious rain fell from the sky, annihilating everything, and the entire ancient city was all involved in the catastrophe.
The ancient city was robbed, the ground cracked, and it spread vertically and horizontally, reaching hundreds of miles away.
When the Buddha saw this, he couldn't bear it, waving the rosary, changing the mantra, and the words of the Buddha merged into a veil that covered the sky, blocking the sky over the ancient city.
In the phoenix fire, when the swastika chains and mantras were strong, they lost the blessing of the holy power of the Buddha, and they quickly dissipated and disappeared in the sky.
"Walk"
The shackles were released, and Ning Chen didn't stay any longer. The phoenix spread its wings and took the three around him, turning into a red light and leaving.
Thousands of miles away, red light gathered, and Ning Chen turned his palms and shook out the three of them. His eyes solemnly looked at the terrifying catastrophe accompanying the sky.
The rumble collided, resounding between the heavens and the earth, the sword light and the mysterious rain collided, the terrifying aftermath swayed, the dust and stones rolled, and the ground went avalanche.
The last calamity in the Five Tribulations Realm was not the most difficult one to overcome, but because of knowing his fate, he became terrifying and terrifying.
Under the mysterious rain, the red clothes are now extremely fast, and the flowing light is extinguished, avoiding the endless rain, and concentrating on the sword, shaking the heavens.
In the distance, Wang Hongzhu and Jian Shui'er looked at this terrifying catastrophe, their faces paled slightly. I am afraid that only he can survive such a catastrophe.
After half an hour, the dark clouds dissipated and the setting sun reappeared. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the riddled earth in front of him, and there was only an indescribable shock.
On the devastated land, Ning Chen looked at the ancient city in the distance, his eyes lighted, and it was really not a blessing to meet such a powerful person in this place.
"Come on, keep going"
Ning Chen's figure flashed past, walked up to the three of them, greeted them, and then continued to walk towards the north.
According to the itinerary, the gathering place of Baichao Jingfeng should not be far away, and I hope not to encounter such troubles as today.
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In the homeland of Western Buddha, the ancient land of Changling, in the ancient formations, Su Yi closed his eyes and practiced bitterly, and he did not leave for ten years.
I once made a promise that no one should be shaken. Not far away, Nu Chang looked at the young people in the formation, her eyes flashed a faint brilliance, and in a few days, the scroll of life will be peeled off. Impressed.
It is not easy for her avatar to enter the state of great perfection, which means that this child will have to be rebuilt again and again. Such pain and loneliness are really beyond the reach of ordinary people. In fact, for him, the cultivation method of handing in the Scroll of Birth can be exchanged for decades or even hundreds of years of freedom. Unfortunately, a promise made when he was young has made him stick to this point, whether he is stubborn or not. , now it doesn't matter
.
At this moment, in a very distant place, the heaven and the earth appeared a vision, almost at the same time, the shrine, the demon temple, the huge dragon gate manifested the congealed shape, the Zitian Palace, the demon Buddha went a hundred feet ahead, and it was a step closer to the real breakthrough. A realm is not far away.
At this moment, every supreme power in the homeland of Western Buddha felt a sense of it, and looked at the shrine and the demon temple with a solemn expression.
"They are still a step faster." Female Chang narrowed her eyes. The two of them captured most of the power of the Eastern Divine State. They were already one step ahead of everyone on the road to the next realm. Can she catch up? Let's see if this child can help her to cultivate this clone to Dzogchen as soon as possible.
territory.
Tianfo Mountain, the top of the mountain, the legendary Zhanguang Zun, the ancient sword of Ningyuan, the pacifying flames staggered by, the clothes and silk are split, the hair is falling, the battle is not divided, let the Jingfeng Pavilion master who is watching the battle not far away, discipline The pavilion master and other strong people in Foshan were shocked.
In ten years, this terrifying swordsman has become stronger. Although his cultivation base is still on the verge of the third disaster, his combat power has surpassed all the three disaster realms and is approaching the realm of perfection.
It is hard to believe that there are such legendary characters in this world, and their growth rate is really amazing.
At the end of the martial arts competition, Guangzun waved his hand to put away the pacifying flames, looked at the man in front of him, his youthful face showed a smile of admiration, and said, "Your Excellency's skills in swordsmanship are amazing, in a few years, maybe even a poor monk is not even a poor monk. your opponent"
"Bright Honor"
With a move of Prince Yan's hand, Ning Yuan flew back to the sword stand, and A Man stepped forward, carried the sword stand, and walked over.
"Senior, I don't want to stay here, let's go down the mountain," Aman said softly.
"Ah"
Prince Yan chuckled. You can tell what this girl is thinking at a glance. If you don't want to stay, then let's go.
"Aman's little benefactor, you won't be considered for admission to my Buddhist sect" Guangzun stepped forward with a smile on his face, and tried again.
"don't want"
Ah Man hurriedly shook his head and said, "I don't want to cut my hair"
"Don't cut your hair, don't avoid meat and vegetables, you can get married, you can fight, you can go down the mountain at any time, how about it?" Guangzun smiled, blocking all the reasons for the little girl's refusal all these years, said.
"don't want"
Ah Man couldn't think of any other reason for refusing, so he decisively shook his head and refused.
Not far away, the pavilion masters of Jingfeng and the pavilion of precepts were sweating coldly on their brows. Guangzun really dared to agree to any conditions in order to fool this little girl into entering Buddhism.
However, to be honest, such an extraordinary talent, not to mention Guangzun, even they couldn't help but want to grab the entrance. Seeing that Aman was unwilling, Guangzun was not reluctant, he looked at the man beside him, and said sternly, "The five regions have now merged, and the Great Perfection state may not be the end. Although your sword has reached its peak, it is not without it. Opponent, use the sword to prove the way
The road is rough and difficult, and there are few people who can achieve greatness in ancient times. I hope you can open up a path of your own with the sword in your hand, and achieve the supreme position on the sword as soon as possible.”
"Thank you"
Prince Yan thanked him calmly, then glanced at the little girl beside him, and greeted, "Aman, let's go."
"Um"
Aman nodded, facing towards Guang Zun and Jing Feng not far away, the master of the two pavilions of precepts showed a smile, and immediately walked up.
The two left, Pavilion Master Jingfeng and Pavilion Master Jiedi stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Guangzun"
"The Hundred Dynasties Competition in Nanling is about to begin, so send one of you over too," Guangzun said.
"The Buddha's journey of hundreds of kalpas has not yet been completed, and now the traces are hard to find. I don't know who my Buddha is referring to?" Pavilion Master Jingfeng asked respectfully.
"The Buddha girl of this world, the king of love dyeing," Guangzun said calmly.
The master of Jingfeng and the master of the precepts were startled, with a look of embarrassment on their faces. The Buddha girl in this world is a variable in Foshan. Although the cultivation base is not inferior to the Buddha's son, once she goes down the mountain, it may become the source of disaster for Foshan.
In the corner of Foshan, in a gorgeous palace, a woman is dressing in mirrors. Her charming face, radiant and rouge, reflects the beautiful Bodhisattva.
Dyeing Danzhu, appliqués red, blue silk hanging down, waist-length, extremely beautiful woman, all beings are charming, no matter how you look at it, it does not look like a Buddhist Ming Wang.
After finishing the makeup, the woman stood up, dressed in red and pink, with an overly charming and gorgeous face, with a strange smile, a bit icy, a bit charming, and it was difficult to identify.
King Airan Ming walked out of the main hall and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step. The pink long clothes passed by, the flowers in the mountains bloomed and withered, and they reincarnated several times in an instant. No one knows what kind of turbulence will be caused when King Ming descends the mountain in honor of the decree. ydfmZz96mT/6DW2w/SFOM5U0SBbJf3l4bR90P6XHQP2KnBRC9hrXM9LgR6aHukFZh2TWvicZ0qEms38YcwNsaA==