"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."
Eighteen huge Buddha statues, each hundreds of feet high, surrounded Huangzheng from all directions. These Buddha statues seem to be carved from white jade, but each Buddha statue has a different expression, and the expression is vivid, as if it were alive. life, and even from his mouth, there are endless streams of Amitabha Buddha.
This large formation is the strongest "Eighteen Buddha Formation" in Dakong Temple, and it was passed down from the Buddhist world.
In the Buddhist world, this is performed jointly by eighteen Buddhas who are equivalent to immortals. Even if the immortals are trapped in it, they must be transformed alive.
Dakong Temple set up a large formation with eighteen statues of Buddhas in the Buddhist world. When ordinary saints enter, they will be transformed within ten breaths. They used this trick to deceive countless saints from other sects. The person who crossed into Dakong Temple.
Although Huang Zheng was carrying the Purple Domain, he could faintly hear the faint voice of Amitabha, which showed the power of this large formation.
"Is this Dahe City?" Huang Zheng knew something was wrong at a glance, but he was not afraid, and turned around calmly.
There was no one behind him, and there were only these eighteen statues around. Behind the statues, there was a piece of white nothingness. He seemed to have come into a world of nothingness, but it might actually be within a formation.
"Great monk, a Buddhist, don't lie, I advise you to let me leave quickly?"
As soon as Huang Zheng's voice fell, the eyes of one of the Buddha statues suddenly burst into a strange light, and Hui Zhen's voice sounded: "Little benefactor, Lao Na sees that you have a lot of wisdom roots, and you have a destiny with my Buddha, why don't you take refuge in me Buddha, escape into Buddhism, with your talent, sooner or later you will become a supreme saint who will become a Buddha and an ancestor."
His voice can penetrate the purple field, clearly transmitted to the center of Huang Zheng's mind, and he wants to subtly change Huang Zheng's will.
However, Huang Zheng had already prepared for it, knowing that the people in the Dakong Temple were very good at demagoguery, and the overlord Tongtian Kungfu was running non-stop, resisting their voices.
"Great monk, let me say it again, I'm going to Dahe City now, don't you force me to demolish your Xiniuzhou?" Huang Zheng's tone was a little harsh.
"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, little benefactor, why don't I recite the 'Buddha Mantra' once, listen to it, there is a saying that 'Listen to the Buddha Mantra, you will become a Buddha and then become a ancestor'... Amitabha..."
Huizhen began to recite a kind of Buddhist incantation. When he recited, eighteen statues also recited at the same time. One by one, the ancient Buddhist characters with golden light burst out from their mouths, and then unconsciously thought Penetrate Huang Zheng's purple field and reach the depths of Huang Zheng's heart.
"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin." Huang Zheng sneered: "Since this is the case, I think you are also very talented, great monk. Why don't you accept me as my slave to dig mines and practice weapons for me."
On one side of Huang Zheng's body, the dark muzzle of the Four Seas Dragon Palace extended from behind him.
"Dongtian Fortress?" Huizhen's eyes lit up, and he recognized this ancient magic weapon.
"boom!"
With a blast from the Dongtian Fort, a thick beam of brilliance condensed in the air and shot towards one of the Buddha statues.
This brilliance was so powerful that it swallowed a high-grade immortal weapon before bursting out in anger, and abruptly shot a long blank column in mid-air.
"My Buddha is merciful." The hundreds of feet tall Buddha statue suddenly moved.
With a slight shake of his huge body, a big hand carved from white jade slapped down on the cannon light.
Under this big hand, Huang Zheng's cannon light was like a small embroidery needle. Bang, the two sides hit each other, and the light of the Dongtian Fort disappeared instantly, as if he had caught it with one hand.
A cannon that was enough to blow up a saint had no effect on this Buddha statue.
"Little benefactor, don't be naughty, have you ever heard a story in the human world, no matter how strong the little monkey is, it can't escape the palm of the Buddha..."
Phew, the white jade bergamot grasped it again. This big hand was bigger than Huang Zheng's body. It covered the sky and the earth, and Huang Zheng seemed to have seen the scene when Mo Qianheng grabbed himself with the "heaven and earth grasping fairy technique" back then. .
"Who is the monkey, and who is the Buddha?" Huang Zheng watched the big hand grab it, and with a movement of his mind, he overlord Tongtianjia.
Card, card, card, Dao weapon added to the body, radiant.
Whoosh, Huang Zheng's body soared into the sky, facing the big white jade hand, he punched fiercely, plopped, before the big hand could catch Huang Zheng, Huang Zheng punched through him.
"Supreme Dao Artifact?" Huizhen was moved this time.
And now that Huang Zheng has shown the Dao weapon, he no longer wants to keep his hand.
He swung his backhand, and the God-killing Golden Spear appeared in his hand.
This gun can swallow the space while assassinating the enemy, even if it is a world as big as hell, the world here is obviously a tiny world created by ordinary immortal masters, and it can be destroyed with the God Killing Golden Gun he.
"Old man, you're asking for your own death." Huang Zheng held a spear in his hand, rising higher and higher, and his body stuck into the huge Buddha statue in an instant.
"Polo Daye Seal" Huizhen muttered something, and the giant Buddha's palm deftly waved, and several flashing marks appeared in mid-air, and they moved towards Huang Zheng's seal.
The spear and the seal were handed over in an instant.
Boom, the tip of the God-killing Golden Spear, countless vortices circling endlessly, all these imprints were pulled into this endless vortex.
The space is also sinking, humming, and the whole world begins to be pulled into this vortex.
Huang Zheng's spiritual thoughts swept across this world, which is actually a world where formations evolved, at most no more than ten miles in size, and relying on a set of formations would give people the illusion of endlessness.
Compared with hell and fairyland, I don't know how many trillion trillion trillion times worse, and even the land of the ancestor dragon is far inferior.
Huang Zheng is now promoted to a saint, and the power of the Taoist weapon is several times stronger than that in hell.
This shot went down and devoured the space, and the entire array couldn't resist the vortex created by the Taoist weapon on the spot.
"It's not good, the little animal is powerful." Huizhen was forced to show her original shape, and she burst out with foul language.
"Let's take action together, let's take down this monster first." Another voice rang out.
Then, swipe, swipe, swipe, the eighteen statues opened their eyes at the same time, and the aura of the eighteen saints overwhelmingly suppressed them.
It turned out that eighteen saints had been hiding here all along. They first asked Huizhen to subdue Huang Zheng, but found that Huang Zheng was fierce and could no longer pretend to be merciful.
"Little benefactor, everyone is innocent, and he is guilty of the crime. Hand over the Taoist vessel and surrender to my Buddha." A Buddha statue stretched out its hand and slapped Buddha lotus in the air, and these Buddha lotuses looked soft. Incomparable, swinging with the wind, forming a sea of Buddha lotus in mid-air.
"Little benefactor, 'You are born with wisdom roots, so why reject Buddhism and enter Dakong Temple, you don't need to be in love with the world.'" A Buddha statue was thrown casually, swish, a golden ring swished down from the sky, towards Huang Zheng Put it on your head.
"Five fingers form a mountain, and the great sage cannot escape. Are you stronger than the legendary great sage?" Boom, a Buddha statue turned its hands and pressed it, and the five fingers turned into a mountain. .
"The power of the Taoist weapon reaches the heavens and the earth. Those who use the weapon are indistinguishable from good to evil. This brother, you are the Daoist and Heavenly Principle, but why do you help the evildoers to abuse..." A Buddha statue with a lotus tongue, uttering words into lines, turned out to be sympathetic to Huang Zheng's. Dao Qi spoke.
He couldn't confuse Huang Zheng, so he began to confuse Huang Zheng's Taoist weapon.
All of a sudden, the eighteen saints attacked at the same time, far surpassing the eighteen gatekeepers of hell in terms of power and strength, and attacked Huang Zheng with all kinds of magical powers.
"Good job." Huang Zheng didn't pay attention to the various attacks above his head.
The god-killing spear swept across, and the spear cut through the void, devoured the space, almost cut the prohibition of this formation in half, and then the tip of the spear flicked, and a spear flower burst into the air.
At that time, the god-killing golden spear pierced the five-fingered mountain in two pairs, and the long spear passed through the five-fingered mountain and plopped on the statue's body.
"Ah!" The big statue screamed in pain like a stranger. Halfway through the scream, bang, the whole statue exploded into pieces, and then was absorbed by the god-killing golden gun like the wind.
If they were real bodies, these statues would have been killed by Huang Zheng a long time ago, but with their supernatural powers of the Dakong Temple, they have the ability to clone themselves, and the golden body is not broken, and a statue reappeared immediately.
With a movement of the tip of the "Frightening Wind Returning to the Carbine", Huang Zheng used the marksmanship in the memory of a master who was blown away by him.
Zheng, the God-killing golden spear just penetrated into the golden ring. It looked as if the God-killing golden gun was locked by the ring, but Huang Zheng shook his palm, and bang, the golden ring also shattered into pieces.
The gun continued to move forward unabated, bang, bang, bang, a long spear swept across the air, and the power of the eighteen saints was broken by him one by one, and each of his guns would shoot out endless vortexes, which was already narrow. The world of the formation map became smaller and smaller.
Those Buddha statues even felt that they were getting closer and closer to Huang Zheng.
This is because the space is swallowed up, and the space for both of them becomes smaller, so the distance between the two becomes closer.
In the blink of an eye, Huang Zheng pierced through five statues with a long spear, and drew the distance between the two sides closer and closer.
"The devil is fierce, everyone fights."
"I invite the eighteen Buddhas to come to me."
"I invite the Buddha to come to me."
"Amitabha... the Buddha is merciful."
Buzzing, buzzing, the array shook again and again, and the statues that had been blown up by Huang Zheng were also reorganizing. Eighteen white jade statues burst into golden light all over their bodies, and the white jade on their bodies slowly transformed into human bodies.
Huge statues, turned into giant Buddhas.
Eighteen eminent Buddhist monks appeared in front of Huang Zheng.
Their faces are still those of Huizhen's saints, but their aura is like the eighteen gods and Buddhas.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong!"
Huizhen in the middle shouted loudly, "Boom, behind them suddenly appeared densely packed figures of 10,000 eminent Buddhist monks.
These 10,000 Buddhist eminent monks are all in the realm of saints. It is not known whether they are real eminent monks or various phantoms.
With Huizhen's stern shout, all the holy immortals raised their hands together at the same time, "Amitabha, Amitabha..."
Ten thousand Buddhas chant scriptures, faith is invincible.
The endless power of faith radiated from them, and then fell on the eighteen Buddhas.
Let the breath of the eighteen Buddhas become stronger and stronger.
Damn it, Huang Zheng has seen all kinds of masters borrow the will of the immortals, but only this Dakong Temple borrowed eighteen immortals at once, which is simply amazing.
However, the pillar of their strength is still the power of faith. When I break their faith, all the Buddhas and immortals will be turned into dust.
Huang Zheng's spiritual thoughts flowed, and from the eighteen figures in front of him, he saw one after another small worlds that were kept in their captivity, and countless mortals and believers were chanting scriptures for them.
"All die." Huang Zheng drew his bow and shot an arrow.