Chapter 576 Vajra Realm Law, Eight Heavenly Dragons

On the other side, Fa Kong carried Wulai's water in his hand, and a blood cloud automatically appeared under his feet.

He put Wulai on the blood cloud, pressed his Tianling lightly with one hand, and after concentrating for a moment, a hint of joy appeared on his face, "Although he has not done his best, it is almost done."

At this moment, most of the fierce aura on Wulai's body had dissipated, and was replaced by a sense of peace. He sat on the blood cloud, and there was a strange luster around him, as if he was in the light.

This is because the faith and mind power in his body was extracted by someone and was washed by cleansing water, turning evil into peace, and some Buddhist atmosphere has been restored, so that he has no future and has the style that the Buddhist son should have.

If you continue like this, the power of the True Buddha will sooner or later wipe away the dust and restore the essence it should have.

‘Just wait until the power of the True Buddha is completely purified, then Brother Fazhao’s house will be found.’ Fakong thought happily.

Thinking of this, he wanted to awaken Wulai and planned to take the next step, but unexpectedly, several solemn auras broke into the perception range and were captured by Fakong's soul.

There are eight qi mechanisms in total, containing solemn and upright momentum, and each has a unique opportunity, which seems to be dispersed and gathered, coming from all directions, like a large net, covering a radius of thirty miles.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha, a friend of Dharmakong, I hand over my disciple, I can make the decision to let you leave."

"Why should Buddhist friends ask clearly? You attacked Dacien Temple and assassinated the Jingzong. Although the traces were completely processed, but there were certain causes and effects, so how could it be so easy to erase?"

"Zen Buddhism Rebellion!"

This Vajra Realm Dharma is part of the Vajra Physal Mandala, the supreme magic array of Tantric Buddhism. When the formation is unfolded, it becomes a world of heaven and earth, and is the most solid and indestructible.

There are eight monks with great aura, shining with each other, and the Dharma and the sky sense the breath, and they keenly understand that these eight people practiced the eight magical skills of the Spirit Dragon Iron Shadow.

Fa Kong showed murderous intent, and he held the knife in his hand tightly, but then he forced himself to suppress his thoughts of making a move, and grabbed Wu and rushed straight into the sky.

There are a total of forty-four masters in the black and white. This lineup is extremely luxurious, which makes people feel flattered.

Outside, there were thirty-six old monks from Xuanfei Realm who set up a large formation, blocking all directions, and besieging Fakong.

So, you can only escape.

If only Fakong was the only one, even if he was no longer in full force at this time, he would have to let the Buddhist instruments in his hand taste the blood of the monks. However, if there is no one around, Fakong would not have thought that the hope that he had just obtained was gone.

When talking, the treasure wheel rotates, and an extreme destructive force condenses in the vertical pupils between the eyebrows. You have to take advantage of the questioning to take action.

The abbot of the Lingmen was marching with white beards, and the golden light was rippling all over his body, and he had turned into a golden Buddha, acting as a demon-subduing appearance. "Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless."

The old monk had a decisive intention, and he walked closer and walked towards the waves, and the Buddha's spirit was everywhere. "My junior brothers, start the formation."

Whether it is the Vajra Realm Dharma or the opportunity when Lingmen and others came to me, it reveals something strange. Fakong asked his toes and thought, and he could detect something was wrong.

This calculation is almost slapped on his face. If he doesn't understand it anymore, he will not be a blood Buddha, but a blood pig.

"Bang!"

But he killed a round trip in the Demon-Suppressing Cave, broke from the first floor to the seventh floor, and then broke from the seventh floor to the first floor, and also captured Wulai, but there was no trace of the Vajra Realm Dharma at all.

The Buddhist song and Zen sing echoed, and the eight monks were either tall or majestic, climbing up the duckweed and stepping on the water. The heads showed all kinds of wonderful appearances, like Buddha statues in the temple, with solemn appearances, and they were the abbot of the Linglong Iron Shadow - Lingmen.

The appearances of the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragons emerge one by one, showing the power of the Buddhist guardians. Thirty-six monks even used the Vajra Realm Dharma to block the upper and lower parts, saying that the Dharma has no way to retreat.

Moreover, Fakong was also rampant. After attacking Dacien Temple, he thought that others didn't know and intended to use the same trick again, but he did not expect that the principles of heaven were clear, so he left traces after all.

But the blood cloud had just risen several feet higher, but a huge golden "卍" suddenly appeared in the sky, suppressing Fakong. Thirty-six magnificent Buddha energy was connected into one, turning into a Buddha seal and forcibly pressing Fakong, landing three feet away from the water.

He didn't expect it!

This has already devoted all the essence of the Spirit Dragon Iron Sword, and even added masters from Tantric Buddhism and Yogacara Sect. Even if the Grand Master comes, he will be scared.

"At this time, you won't lie."

The blood and golden light collided, and they were both Buddha lights, but they each performed two extremes, one was solemn and the other was solemn. The two fought against each other and were in a stalemate.

Fakong asked himself that even if he had the Adamati sword in his hand, it would take a lot of trouble to break the Vajra Realm Dharma. That time was enough for the eighty-eight monks in the Demon Suppression Cave to exert the power of the Great Repentance of Prajna, to subdue the remnants of the Pure Land, and to be a prisoner with the previous generation of the Sect of the Confucian Sect.

Fakong glanced around and suddenly burst into laughter, "When I broke into the Demon Suppression Cave, if you use this Vajra Realm method, even if I hit you unexpectedly, I will never be able to grab the lowest level. Lingmen, Lingmen, you are really good at calculating."

Fakong thought that this Tantric monk had treasured his own life and participated in the Zen Buddhist Prajna Repentance, but he was silent and had no sense of communication.

Lingmen said in a deep voice.

"The Vajra Realm Dharma of Tantric Buddhism and the Eight Heavenly Dragons of Zen Buddhism, so good! What a bald Lingmen thief!"

If he hadn't noticed that Fakong was born, and his disciple was not good at doing his best, he would have been so hard that he would have been so enchanted to himself. Even if his spiritual sect wanted to use such a method, he would not be able to use it.

"Amitabha," the abbot of the Lingmen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, like an ancient well, without any fear. "What the Buddha friends said is not bad, I am indeed cruel and treacherous, but for the sake of the true Buddha, I don't care about so much."

Thirty-six old monks fell from the sky, and the huge "卍" Buddhist seal blocked all directions, isolating all qi, fluctuations, and momentum, as if a new world was opened.

"You Lingmen deliberately asked me to take this little monk away, let me purify the karma in his body, and then pick peaches," Fakong laughed loudly, but his words showed a gritting teeth, "What a treacherous bald donkey! What a spiritual abbot! Lingmen, in terms of cruelty, I, Fakong, sighed that I was not as good as that."

Fakong sneered and mocked him, and asked again: "I only have one question. How did you know that I am going to break into the Demon-Suppressing Cave?"

But the abbot of Lingmen's answer was stunned by Fakong.

Fakong raised his sword and sacrificed the Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel. Red flames gathered between his eyebrows, and a majestic and evil vertical pupil slowly opened.

The abbot of Lingmen was killed in Dacien Temple and traveled alone to catch this rampant person.

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After hearing this answer, Fakong didn't know how to react.

Why didn't he know that he had done such a big thing when he attacked Dacien Temple and assassinated Jingzong?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!