"Boom!" With a loud sound, the power of faith on Mount Sumeru surged, and a small Mount Sumeru appeared behind the old monk, which was completely built by the power of thoughts.
It is said to be a trumpet, but compared with ordinary mountains, it is still huge and boundless, soaring into the clouds, it is directly suppressed, faster than all speeds, majestic and terrifying.
Everyone's face changed, which clearly showed a kind of extreme power, and there were wisps of emperor's air flowing down, which shocked people's hearts.
Moreover, the suppression of this mountain was too fast, it was so huge, it was crushed directly, and the sky collapsed, and it was almost impossible to avoid it.
Long Ma cursed, and said: "The bald thief is really hypocritical, and he is full of mercy, just to buy time to build this mountain, your uncle!"
Ye Fan moved, and his whole body exploded with light in an instant. He stepped on a golden magic circle and strode forward.
Chi!
A ray of red clouds flew up, and the long sword in his hand shot out a ray of celestial light, slashing straight at the suppressed "Small Mount Sumeru", and he himself was also moving forward.
This is a veritable hard shake, and the fight is all about energy and energy, and you can't back down.
Because the old monk is by no means the leader of Mount Sumeru, if he is afraid of him, then there is no need to fight in the future.
Ye Fan's preparation for such a long time has also raised his mana to the peak. The two can be said to have used the strongest blow, colliding together and the universe collapsed!
Landslides, sword light shattering, the two are like a vast sea, a terrifying collision occurred, magnificent and boundless.
Everyone did not change their expressions, how terrifying Mount Sumeru was, it actually blocked the blow of the imperial weapon, the power of faith is so huge and tyrannical, it is shocking.
"The breath of the great emperor is permeating. This thought power is the seed planted by Amitabha Buddha. After being blessed by all beings, it is already against the sky!" Taoist Shencan suddenly said.
When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback.
Taoist Shencan was drunk, holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking very decadent, this was the first time he had spoken in front of people.
"The water in the western desert is deep, so it's true. I really don't know what terrible arrangement Amitabha Buddha has left on this mountain." Qi Luo said to himself, and everyone's hearts sank.
"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore." The old monk was very indifferent, standing halfway up the mountain, with the splendor of the monastery behind him, making him sacred and peaceful.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, this time he rushed forward, the killing sword in his hand trembled violently, he swung four swords in succession, all of them landed on Mount Sumeru with tremendous power.
"Almsgiver, you are obsessed with obsession. There is a way in life, who can sing all the way, there should be a choice, Amitabha." The old monk recited the Buddha, and another Mount Sumeru formed by the power of thoughts rose behind him and pressed forward.
In the rear, people all gritted their teeth. This kind of hypocrisy is more hateful than the real villain. Longma hated him so much that he wanted to step out of his sixteen petals with one hoof, and directly step on his face to bloom.
Ye Fan sneered again and again, this time the sword energy was extraordinarily strong, and the four paths merged into one, opening a path, and he actually wanted to break into Mount Sumeru.
"No!" The people behind screamed.
The old monk smiled, and the mind power around him surged like a vast sea, blazing and dazzing, and the mind power recovered, he almost became one with the entire Mount Sumeru, controlling the infinite and powerful power.
Chi!
The sword glowed ten thousand times, colliding with the power of faith, like overwhelming the river and the sea, the entire sky was ruined, it was very terrifying, the sword energy and the power of faith soared to the sky, making the stars outside the region tremble.
But at this time, Ye Fan was silent, and there was a cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things floating above his head, with the mouth of the cauldron facing down, pouring out a galaxy-like light.
"Boom!"
There is a third kind of power in this place, which is extremely powerful and extremely terrifying, and it is also the power of faith, but it is incompatible with the one on Mount Sumeru. The two meet, burn violently, and devour each other.
In just an instant, a vacuum appeared in front of him, and a path was cut out.
The monk's face changed, because Ye Fan rushed over like lightning, the fairy sword in his hand vibrated, cutting through the sea of thoughts, and came straight to him.
The appearance of the third force broke the balance in an instant, and Ye Fan was within a certain distance, shaking his sword to kill the monk.
In this process, his consumption was enormous, and the accumulation of Dingzhong for so many years almost bottomed out in an instant, which was incomparable to the majestic faith of Mount Sumeru.
Ye Fan did not go to Mount Sumeru, because there is a dragon pool and a tiger's lair, and there is no way to enter it. No matter how many times his thoughts in the cauldron are, it will not work, the difference is too far.
However, when he came close to the giant mountain, the power of faith destroyed the previous balance. Although the opportunity was short, it was enough for Ye Fan, who was good at catching fighters.
The sword energy pierced the sky, emitting bright rays of light. Although most of them were canceled out, one of them was still cut on the monk's body. With a puff, the head rolled down and blood spattered.
"No!" The old monk shouted, unable to believe this fact.
Standing on the hillside of Mount Sumeru, he was actually beheaded. This was too terrifying. The loophole was caught in just a split second, and his life was killed.
"Ah..." He only had time to utter a loud cry before his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Ye Fan shook his body, stepped on the Xingzi Jue, and when the overwhelming power of faith counterattacked, he retreated decisively, and at the same time slashed with the killing sword to block the power of thought.
"master!"
"Ancient Buddha!"
Halfway up the mountain, dozens of arhats shouted loudly, but nothing could be changed. The old monk turned into a pool of blood, and his body and spirit perished.
"Good kill, this thief is full of benevolence and morality, but too hypocritical, he should be killed with a single sword." Long Ma shouted happily.
Ye Fan stepped back and looked at the cauldron of all things's mother energy. The thought power accumulated over the years was almost dried up. Facing Mount Sumeru, it melted into nothingness in just a few seconds.
"This mountain is terrifying!" Ye Fan sighed softly. Fortunately, he has never cared about the power of faith and never planned to practice it into his body. This time it will not be heartbreaking to use it to test the water.
"When..." the bell rang, and the light of the entire Mount Sumeru suddenly became blazing many times, like a mythical pure land, which made people want to suffocate.
On the top of the mountain, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and all directions are bright, illuminating the entire vast western desert.
Ye Fan and the others retreated, then soared into the sky, and continued to fly upwards until they were level with the top of the mountain, looking forward.
The ancient temple on the top of the mountain is magnificent, simple and grand, very spectacular, like an immortal fairy tower, the tiles and ridges are dyed with a layer of holy brilliance.
A rusty copper plaque hangs on the ancient temple in the center. There are several characters engraved on it, painted with silver hooks on iron, vigorous and powerful. It is the four characters "Da Leiyin Temple".
Everyone frowned, not to mention anything else, but this copper plaque is amazing, it has been nourished by the emperor's spirit, and there is still a terrifying fluctuation pervading it up to now!
The big bell is long, deafening, and the body is huge. It hangs behind the Daleiyin Temple.
"It's not the emperor's weapon, but many things are used by Amitabha Buddha, and even made by sacrifice with his own hands. It's terrifying."
Everyone sighed softly, this Mount Sumeru will inevitably be very difficult to attack, and even the emperor weapon may not be able to resist it.
At this time, the big bell stopped vibrating, and the top of Mount Sumeru was peaceful, and there were bursts of Zen singing, as if the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were singing in harmony.
In front of the Great Leiyin Temple, there is a dead tree with branches stretching out like a horned dragon, very mysterious.
"Bodhi Immortal Tree!"
Ye Fan's heart moved, and then he was relieved. This is the previous body of the bodhi tree. It is different from other elixir. Every time it is reborn from Nirvana, leaving the old dead body and regenerating a seed.
The continuous Zen singing made the entire Sumeru Temple look solemn and solemn, sacred and pure, filled with thoughts, and together with all living beings.
The purple and gold tiles, the magnificent temple, and the metallic luster shining in the lavender make this place even more mysterious and unpredictable. At a glance, it is magnificent.
"Amitabha, good, good." An old Buddha's chant resounded in Daleiyin Temple.
Then, the door opened, and many golden-bodied arhats appeared, all with Buddha lights behind their heads, sacred and majestic, followed by Dharma Guardian Vajra, and the most famous four vajra thrones, all of which have been inherited in this life.
The Dharma Pouring King Kong, Shengzhi King Kong, Dali King Kong, and Yongzhu King Kong are each more serious than the other, filled with Buddha spirit, and the four are extremely tall, which is very compelling.
Behind them are the guardian gods of the Buddhas. The most famous ones are the four heavenly kings, the Heavenly King of the Eastern Kingdom, the Heavenly King of Zengchang in the South, the Heavenly King of Guangmu in the West and the Heavenly King of Duowen in the North.
The hearts of the people in Tianzhi Village sank. The Buddhist background is too deep, and all these people of fruit status have appeared.
What appeared later were the Bodhisattvas of the Heavens and the ancient Buddhas. Fortunately, there were not many of them in total, and they could not be compared with the ancient times.
According to legend, in the era when Amitabha Buddha was alive, there were many bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas, sitting cross-legged in the heavens, and the Buddha's light illuminated millions of miles.
However, the hearts of everyone have not completely let go, and suddenly sank again, because an old monk walked out of Da Leiyin Temple, obviously a great sage!
This is an ancient Buddha, although the aura is restrained, it still gives people a kind of pressure. He is not as shiny as other monks, but has some sparse yellow hair, like weeds. And the face is full of wrinkles, like dried oranges, very old, with a withered body, but the hidden blood is horrifying.
"It's him, Great Ancient Buddha Moke, you are still alive!" Princess Shencan immediately raised her eyes.
"Amitabha, the old monk has not completed his practice, and he cannot Nirvana. He can only stay in this world." The old monk with thin yellow hair clasped his hands together, looking sad.
In the past, Dou Shengfo once had a fierce battle with him, and finally suppressed him under Mount Sumeru. He never thought that he would be out of trouble now.
"Sure enough, you are responsible for everything." Princess Shencan's eyes were cold.
"The poor monk's four things are all empty. I don't know what the benefactor means." The ancient Buddha Moke was calm and calm with compassion on his face.
"Clang!"
At this moment, Princess Silkworm shone with nine kinds of celestial light, and the sound of clanging was endless, and piece after piece of armor covered her graceful body. Mishan shook for a while.
The ancient emperor's battle clothes!
This is the fairy clothes of the ancient emperor in Shencanling who had undergone ten transformations and was finally invincible in heaven and earth.
At this moment, Princess Shencan was dazzling, her whole body was flowing with brilliance, her whole body was like a heroic goddess of war, filled with great emperor's aura, terrifying to the heavens.
Even saints tremble in the face of her, this is an irresistible breath.
On Mount Sumeru, many golden arhats were trembling, which was unbearable. However, after Moke Ancient Buddha gave the Buddha's name, everything was the same. A treasured pestle appeared in his right hand, and the luster of purple gold flowed, revealing the aura of suppressing the eternal.
This is the weapon forged by Emperor Amitabha himself - the Subduing Demon Pestle!
This imperial weapon has now fallen into the hands of Mo Ke, there is no worse news than this.
Tap, tap...
There was the sound of powerful footsteps with constant rhythm, and another person walked out of Daleiyin Temple. All Arhats, Vajras, Bodhisattvas, ancient Buddhas, etc. all paid respect when they saw it.
Even the great sage Mo Ke who holds the imperial weapon is the same, he respects him very much, and performed a teacher's ceremony for a half.