A bright future is infinity! Just around the corner!

As long as you stay alone, you will continue to accumulate faith in the wilderness, accumulate incense and vows, and fill the three thousand worlds with endless believers. When will the three thousand worlds be filled with Buddhist believers, and you will be able to pray and chant for yourself day and night, and provide yourself with faith, then you will be the saint who will be immortal and truly in charge of the great power of heaven.

What is a saint?

Hold on to the great trend, keep the energy and force, the great trend is in me, and the way of heaven is in me!

This is the saint!

The Demon Ancestor tests the strength of a saint, and he must make achievements with one blow. He should not easily expose the saint's background. Second, he should not waste his infinite faith. At present, he should use one less attack on the saint, so he naturally saves the use of it.

Although the Demon Ancestor has all kinds of treasures such as the Great Mine of the World, the God-killing Spear, it is full of flaws when it falls into the eyes of the Dharma Image.

Facing the stabbing God-killing spear, the monk smiled slightly, and the world suddenly became full of flowers.

A palm stretched out, and the white palm as white as jade flashed with flawless jade light. The skin on it was delicate, just like the trajectory left by the laws of the Heavenly Law. Just slapped out with a light palm, the onlookers could not see any mystery, but the Demon Ancestor who faced the attack suddenly lost his color, his face was terrifying, and his body trembled.

In the eyes of the Demon Ancestor, this palm was carrying the infinite power of heavenly way. He was just an ant struggling under the power of heavenly way. No matter how hard he struggled, he had no power to fight back against the wheels that were rolling down by heavenly way, and he could only be crushed.

This palm instantly snatched his mind and faced a palm that was like the great power of the heavenly way, he felt that he seemed to be against the heavenly way. At that moment, he was abandoned by all living beings in heaven and earth, and was rejected by all things and laws in heaven and earth. Even his own mental magic rules were affected, revealing a sense of resistance.

How can humans resist the sky?

Even the innate gods are still nurtured by heaven and earth, and they are not able to violate the will of heaven and earth!

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" The Demon Ancestor roared to the sky, the qi of the whole body was surging, the world-destroying mill rotated, and the black gas around him turned into skeletons, covering the sky and rushing into the sky: "I am the supreme heaven and earth, who dares to be enemies with me?"

"Click~"

Blood-red lightning flashed in the void, emitting a creepy power, as if he would kill the unfilial son of the Demon Ancestor at any time. The great momentum of the Heavenly Way was wrapped in irresistible power, and instantly threw the Demon Ancestor away.

"Bang!"

The blood-red thunder stroked Amitabha's arm through the Dharma image. The Demon Ancestor and the Great Destruction Mine were slapped into the dust by Amitabha's palm, leaving a palm print surrounded by Buddha's light on the earth.

Countless Buddhist texts were flowing on the palm print, and defeated the Demon Ancestor with one blow. Amitabha had no expression on his face, but his heart was extremely frightened: "Damn it, Demon Ancestor is indeed not dead. I originally wanted to use some small means to secretly take over his God-killing spear and the World-Destroying Damn, but he almost caused the punishment of heaven."

Amitabha looked at his arm with lingering fear. The sky thunder passed by, leaving a burning trace. The Demon Ancestor is now only one step away from attaining enlightenment and is already standing on the threshold. It can be said that he is immortal. No one in the Great Wilderness world can kill him. Even if a saint takes action, he will at most kill him. After the Demon Ancestor will regenerate in the world and return from the long river of time.

"Is it going to take the last step and cross that threshold? The God Emperor is indeed worse than that. If I hadn't been secretly disturbed, I'm afraid that the Demon Ancestor has already achieved enlightenment!" Amitabha shook his head gently: "It's a pity that if you take the step, you'd have taken the step. If you don't take the step, you've taken the step, and if you don't take the step, you've taken the difference in heaven and earth, it's a qualitative change."

The field was silent. Looking at the palm prints surrounded by Buddha's light, the Demon Ancestor who was embedded in the big pit, everyone in the field showed horror on their faces and a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

Demon Ancestor!

That is the Demon Ancestor who is powerful and slaughtering gods into ants! Holding the World-Destroying Damn and the God-killing Gun, he suppresses the Invincible Demon Ancestor who is powerful and powerful in the world!

What have people seen now?

The Demon Ancestor was actually slapped into the earth like a flies, without any resistance. He was like a three-year-old child who compared a sword and a gun with an adult. Is it completely bullying? There is no comparison at all!

saint!

This is the saint!

In an instant, faith soared ten times more than once. Endless sentient beings looked at the figure in white standing on the clouds, showing a fanatical look on their faces. The power of faith feeds back. The previous blow not only made up for it in an instant, but also had some remaining remaining, and they accumulated a few more blows again.

"It can be used for about eight or nine times!" Amitabha secretly estimated, swept over the fanatical beings below, and nodded in his heart: "That's right! This is in line with the direction of the script. If I don't show the power of the saint with the Demon Ancestor, how can the sentient beings in the Great Wilderness believe in my great way? How can they become my Buddhist believers? How can they devote themselves to me and provide me with endless faith?"

Only by comparing the Demon Ancestor can one show his own strength.

In fact, it is not disappointing. Now, countless sentient beings in the Great Wilderness have become countless times more pious in their faith, and some creatures have even begun to recite the "Amitabha Sutra" silently to bless the Dharma.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, there are auspicious auspiciousness, and the Buddha's light is swaying, covering the vast world. The sky is falling and the golden lotus is gushing, and the endless nectar drips down, nourishing countless sentient beings below.

"Bang!"

The palm prints surrounded by Buddha light below were broken, and the Demon Ancestor controlled the Great Mine of Destruction, and his face flew out of the field with a serious expression. His eyes were staring at Amitabha with a tight swaying murderous intent in his eyes, and his body was trembling constantly, but he had no courage to take action.

"How?" Yang Sanyang Buddha looked at the other person with a smile.

"Saint! What a saint! What a saint who is in charge of the great power of heaven! Thank you for your advice, I have already gained a glimpse of the saint's path. If you can become a saint in the future, it depends on your gift today!" Although the Demon Ancestor was frustrated, he did not dare to attack.

It's so embarrassing!

Today, when someone is slapped into dust by a palm in front of countless sentient beings, his prestige will inevitably be greatly reduced, and the soldiers under his command will inevitably have different thoughts.

Yang Sanyang smiled softly, looking at the unruly demon ancestor, but he didn't care: "What's the end of this war? The birth of a saint is auspicious, but it cannot be killed."

Sweeping over the blood-resurrected coalition of gods below, the Demon Ancestor's face twitched, how to fight?

If you have this saint, it’s useless to beat him!

I finally killed someone, but you turned around and resurrected him. How can you fight?

"I have no objection, so I don't know if the Demon Ancestor is willing to stop!" The God Emperor could not see the joy and anger on his face, but turned his head to look at the Demon Ancestor. The mockery in his eyes fell into the Demon Ancestor's eyes, causing a burst of fire in his heart.

"The saint is born, and the heaven and earth congratulate me. How dare I not give the saint face? This catastrophe ends here!" The Demon Ancestor turned his head angrily and looked at the third ancestor of the Dragon and Phoenix Qilin: "Retreat the troops!"

With a command, the army retreated.

The Emperor of God walked up to him and bowed respectfully to Amitabha’s Dharma: “I don’t know where the saint’s temple is located? I don’t know the saint’s taboo, but I hope the saint will give me advice.”

"I am Amitabha, and you can call me the World Honored One. The monk lives in seclusion in heaven and will meet again in the future!" After Amitabha said, the infinite Buddha light disappeared, and his whole body disappeared.

Amitabha went away, and countless sentient beings who fell to the ground, the gods stood up one after another, showing madness, fanaticism, lingering fear, and all kinds of creepy colors.

"What do you think of the saint?" The Demon Ancestor looked at the direction of Amitabha's departure for a long time without saying a word. When the purple aura in the sky disappeared, he suddenly turned around and looked at the God Emperor.

"Unfathomable! You have such strength, but you can't withstand the power of a saint to take a random attack... It's not that you are not capable of magical powers, but that the saint is too terrifying!" The God Emperor retreated respectfully, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes: "It's so troublesome! Before you decide the victory or defeat, two saints have been born in the Great Wilderness... There is not much time left for us."

"Actually, I'm wondering. Those two saints were both unknown people before, how did they suddenly attain enlightenment and become saints? They had never heard of their names before." The Demon Ancestor showed a thoughtful look: "The geese pass by and leave a sound, and the people pass by and leave a picture, but in the vast world, there has never been any trace of this venerable. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange? What's strange about it! The vast wilderness is endless, time and space overlap, and since the creation of the world, there are endless secrets hidden. It's normal for masters to live in seclusion and practice hard, but you and I are just one step behind!" The God Emperor disagreed.

"If it weren't for the two saints' disturbance, I'd probably have defeated you and entered that realm!" A hint of unwillingness appeared in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor: "Why have to suffer today's humiliation? Since the saint was born, I always have an ominous premonition in my heart."

"Sages? How can they become saints if they don't gather the great wilderness? This Amitabha Sutra is quite interesting and worth studying and learning from. In the future, you may have the opportunity to peek at another saint's path!" A thoughtful look appeared in the eyes of the Emperor of God: "In fact, the birth of a saint may not be all bad things. At least for you and me, the future has been pointed out. The two saints are the street lights in front of them, which is a good thing for me."

"Amitabha Sutra?" The Demon Ancestor carried his hands on his back and slowly tidied up his clothes: "I see that the saints regard sentient beings as ants, so you and I have to be careful!"

"What is the power of a saint?" the God Emperor said curiously.

The Demon Ancestor's face turned dark and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes: "Irresistible!"

He paused and said, "Even if there is a great grind of destruction, it will definitely be unstoppable."

The God Emperor looked at the Demon Ancestor with his eyes, showing a thoughtful look, and then looked at the gods all over the sky: "Go back. It just dispersed!"

The Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor left. On Mount Buzhou, Bai Ze carried his hands and grabbed his little goatee with his claws: "Is it an illusion? I always feel familiar with that saint? It looks like the young man's grandson has lost his hair. Will I be dazzled?"
Chapter completed!