The two Arhats, Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, both followed in the footsteps of the Moonlight Bodhisattva before they could even display the slightest bit of magical power.
Annoyed that they were scheming behind Fuya Ming's back, Gu Xiechen did not hesitate to strike hard at them. He struck hard from the sky with his spiritual thoughts, and the two big arhats were beaten to the point where they were in darkness. Durga and other heavenly protectors
Their magic power was no weaker than that of the two Arhats. He swarmed up and captured them alive easily. A sacrificial fire was lit and the two men were immediately transformed into Durga's magic power.
Many Buddhist cultivators in the Snowy Mountains obviously have connections with Moonlight Bodhisattva, Subduing Dragons and Tigers. They are the last hope in the hearts of these Buddhist cultivators. Under the ravages of the Dharma-protecting heavens, it is this hope that allows them to retain their final bottom line.
Now that Moonlight Bodhisattva and the two Arhats are dying in front of countless Buddhist cultivators, and the method of death is still so unbearable, the faith of many Buddhist cultivators in the Snowy Mountains suddenly collapsed. Immediately, 20% of the Buddhist cultivators gave up their faith and obediently
He surrendered to the heavenly protectors and became the 'devil servant' of the heavenly protectors.
There were even 20% Buddhist cultivators who wanted to die. They chanted the Samsara Mantra one after another and sat cross-legged on the ground. Seven-colored light rainbows flashed around them. Only the cracking sound of "pop-pop" could be heard, and the heads of these Buddhist cultivators exploded one after another.
, countless relics shot out, dancing and flashing in the void, and the gorgeous light shone brightly all over the sky.
Just when the heavenly protectors were at a loss, the bodies of these Buddhist cultivators suddenly turned into colorful lights and flew away, and countless relics exploded in the sky. This explosion was like billions of stars falling at the same time, even a small golden immortal Buddha
The explosion of a cultivator's relics can affect the area thousands of miles around, and here, there are more than a thousand Daluo Jinxian-level Buddhist cultivators who have transformed their body into a rainbow and exploded their relics.
Less than half of the snow-capped mountains were razed to the ground. Balls of milky white or golden fire shot up into the sky. Countless deep and shallow craters appeared on the ground. The protectors suffered heavy casualties. At least nearly a billion warriors from various departments were bombarded by the big explosion.
The soul is so distraught.
Not even a trace of remnant souls was left, and the three consecutive cities were unable to restore life to these warriors. The heavy losses immediately made the gods and demon kings of the various tribes jump with anger.
Especially on the highest peak of the Snowy Mountains, three Buddhist cultivators at the top level of Daluo Jinxian blew up their relics at the same time. Because they spied the beauty of the auspicious goddess, they sneaked to the side of the sacrificial fire to peek at the auspicious goddess while she was dancing naked to offer sacrifices.
Indra, who had the beautiful body of the auspicious goddess, was caught off guard, and most of the self-destructive power of the two relics hit him.
Indra's limbs were shattered by the explosion, his torso was shattered, and most of his newly repaired head was blown away, leaving only a piece of body the size of thirty kilograms of pork, protecting a ray of soul and fleeing hastily.
came to Vishnu's side.
Vishnu was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He glared hard at Indra, who was running towards him to seek refuge, and wished he could strangle him to death.
However, although this guy is useless, he is the Emperor of Heaven after all! Vishnu gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, grabbed Indra's remains, and a ball of golden light flashed on his hand, sending him back to the Sanlian City.
Soaked in the lotus pond.
The huge magic power of the three cities was input into the lotus pond, and Indra's body and damaged soul grew rapidly, but it only took a quarter of an hour to return to their original state.
The self-destruction of many Buddhist cultivators made the Dharma-protecting heavens fearful. They guarded the remaining approximately 50 to 60% of the captured Buddhist cultivators even more closely. Countless curses were wrapped around these Buddhist cultivators. As long as any Buddhist cultivators were found,
If they dared to sit on the ground and chant unknown incantations, they immediately chopped the Buddha into pieces with their swords, and then ate them cleanly after dipping the meat pieces in various sauces.
The protector heavens sped up their actions. They no longer forced these Buddhist cultivators to become their servants. They just threw the Buddhist cultivators into the sacrificial fire and sacrificed them continuously. The light green magic power slowly descended from the void, almost turning into a piece of
Thick dark green clouds and mist covered the entire Huiyan Snow Mountain. Surrounded by the magic power, the Dharma-protecting heavens shouted with joy, while the Buddhist cultivators looked up to the sky in sorrow amid this green fire cloud.
An unprecedented catastrophe has befallen the Snowy Mountains, and the remaining 50 to 60 percent of Buddhists are rapidly decreasing at a rate of millions of people being sacrificed every quarter of an hour.
A huge colorful branch slowly appeared in the void, and an indescribable pressure descended from the sky.
Above the branches, a skinny Taoist wearing a water-fire Taoist robe, wearing a double bun with red flowers on his head, and holding a tree staff stood proudly. The figure was hazy, like a condensed mist,
But the coercion he unleashed was comparable to the aura unleashed by all the guardian gods and the great devil. Under this pressure, the knees of all the guardian heavens became weak and they fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Bo Xun and other demon kings, who had the most ferocious personality, looked up to the sky and cursed angrily. They wanted to straighten their knees and stand up, but under the terrible pressure, their barely straightened knees shattered one after another, and large amounts of blood flowed from their broken bodies.
The contents flowed out, and Bo Xun and others knelt down helplessly.
Even Brahma, Shiva and Vishnu were overwhelmed by the coercion. They put their hands on the ground and their bodies were shaking violently. They also tried to straighten their bodies and kept kicking their legs on the ground.
, but the coercion was too strong, even though the blood vessels all over their bodies exploded one after another, and the muscles on their bodies continued to explode, they could not stand up straight.
The remaining Buddhist cultivators in Daxue Mountain looked at the man in the sky with happy faces. They kept shouting "Sage Zhunti is compassionate". Many Buddhist cultivators with profound cultivation and high moral standards couldn't help but feel excited in their hearts.
It was dancing with joy, and the huge power of faith kept flying high into the sky, pouring into the shadow of the man, filling his hazy body stronger and stronger.
The mysterious old monk, Lang Yue, and Bi Yue appeared silently behind the man. They clasped their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
The Taoist waved his tree staff lightly, and the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree shed a large rainbow light in the sky. Countless Buddhist cultivators in the snowy mountains immediately rose up and stood on the huge branches of the Seven Treasures Mystical Tree.
The mysterious old monk just laughed, and the rainbow light in the sky suddenly dimmed, and all the Buddhist disciples in the Snowy Mountains had disappeared without a trace. When Brahma and the others stood up, the huge Snowy Mountains were empty, and there was no one left.
The figure of Buddhist cultivator.
Dafan looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and a circle of black flames erupted from his body, sweeping across a trillion miles in an instant. The huge snow-capped mountains trembled in the black flames, and turned into a wisp of blue smoke in the blink of an eye.
"Search all over Paramita and kill all the Buddhist bald donkeys!"
Brahma issued a death order.
Countless Dharma protectors from the three connected cities came out of the clouds and mist, either riding strange mounts or driving chariots of various colors. They were like large storm winds and cumulonimbus clouds sweeping across the Bologna Paradise, leaving no grass growing wherever they passed.
The hills and mountains were shattered into pieces, and every spiritual spring was plundered.
These protector gods have been hiding in the human world for countless years, and they may be extremely poor. This time they had the opportunity to plunder, but it was even more outrageous than what Jiuyou Dao did back then. All the monasteries were torn down and moved back.
All the flowers, plants and trees in Sanlian City, whether useful or useless, were all taken back to Sanlian City. Even the slightly fertile soil was dug back.
As for the Buddhist cultivators' clothes, obscene clothes, and even their socks and trousers, and even the rotten straw sandals knitted by the Buddhist cultivators themselves, every trace was taken back to Sanlian City. Wherever they passed, the sky was thousands of miles high,
Even the underground spiritual veins and various mineral deposits have been dug out.
Gu Xiechen's spiritual thoughts closely tracked the movements of the mysterious old monk and his group.
However, the Taoist who was obviously the clone of Taoist Zhunti drove the huge Seven Treasures Tree and led countless Buddhist cultivators out of the Paranimi Bodhisattva, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace. With Gu Xiechen's current cultivation level,
Even the divine mind couldn't detect what method the Taoist used to disappear.
He even couldn't figure out whether it was the Taoist's cultivation that was too strong or the Seven Treasures Tree's mysteriousness. In short, so many Buddhist cultivators disappeared out of thin air under Gu Xiechen's spiritual thoughts. He searched all over the nine heavens, nine earths and the three realms.
None of these monks could be found.
"Between a saint and a sub-sage, even if there is only one step, the difference is a world of difference!"
Gu Xiechen finally had a straightforward and accurate understanding of the so-called saint. If he did not become a saint, he would be completely unqualified to play tricks in front of the saint. Even a clone of the saint was not something he could fight against.
Even if he can become a saint at any time, there is still a huge difference in strength between being able to become a saint at any time and already becoming a saint. Just like the difference between an immortal and a mortal, they are two completely different realms of existence.
After suffering the secret loss of Zhunti Taoist, Gu Xiechen gained a deeper understanding of the saints and became more wary of their methods.
With a sigh, Gu Xiechen's spiritual thoughts followed Zhehua and his party. They were running towards the Jinzhu Cave in a hurry, where there were still a group of Jinzhu Cave disciples including the Yellow-robed Dharma King. Originally, these close disciples of Maha were left behind.
They came down to monitor the activities of many Buddhist cultivators in Huiyan Daxue Mountain. But now that the Dharma-protecting heavens have completely defeated the Daxue Mountain Buddhist cultivators, these Jinzhudong disciples must move immediately.
As soon as Zhehua and the others arrived in front of the gate of Jinzhu Cave, an army of more than 300,000 Asuras had already launched a mighty charge towards Jinzhu Cave. The nearly 100,000 close disciples of Maha who stayed behind at Jinzhu Cave showed no fear.
They formed a formation, cursing and greeting all the women of the eighteenth generation of the Asuras' ancestors along the way, and then happily greeted these Asuras.
Covered by his spiritual thoughts, Gu Xiechen could only shake his head when he heard the filthy words of these close disciples of Maha, which were like the water of the Yellow River. This group of scum villains really had nothing to do with them. However, this
It is also in line with the positioning of Jiuyou Dao. Jiuyou Dao is not a famous and upright sect in the first place, and Gu Xiechen does not want his disciples to be all a group of old masters who follow the rules.
After laughing a few times, his spiritual thoughts rolled up the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, and Gu Xiechen activated his great supernatural power from a distance of trillions of miles.
A huge Buddha's palm with a radius of hundreds of miles quietly emerged from the void. The huge Buddha's palm did not emit any light and looked like a gray mist. The huge Buddha's palm gently pressed down, and suddenly
More than three hundred thousand asuras were reduced to powder, and not even their souls escaped.
Six rays of strange light shot out from the palm of the hand, and all the soul marks of the hundreds of thousands of killed Asuras in the past and present lives were easily extracted by Gu Xiechen. When the palm of the Buddha turned over, these soul memories turned into pure thoughts one after another.
The beads were shot at Huangpao Dharma King and other Jinzhudong disciples.
The weakest of these Asuras all had golden immortal level cultivation. Each of them, the Yellow-robed Dharma King, received three beads of thought power. Their souls suddenly grew instantly, which was equivalent to sparing them tens of thousands of years of hard work.
Polish and practice.
Then the palm of the Buddha moved, and the breath of the more than 300,000 crushed Asuras turned into more than 100,000 rays of pure air that flew out, and quickly fell on the disciples of Jinzhudong, turning them into green-faced and fangs with bared teeth.
What an ugly Asura.
The yellow-robed Dharma King and the others looked at each other, winking and laughing at each other, laughing at each other for becoming too ugly.
Seeing such a strange scene, Zhehua and the others immediately knew that it was Gu Xiechen who had taken action. Zhehua looked up to the sky and sighed: "The gap is getting bigger and bigger. As a senior brother, I am very stressed...Hey, so, I have to find
Do something that can relieve stress!”
While he was being underestimated here, Maha suddenly burst out laughing. He flew forward with his head almost drooling. As he flew quickly, Maha laughed loudly and said: "Where is my Qingyin little sister?
We are a match made in heaven, otherwise why would you have come to my brother’s cave?”
Dozens of rays of light shot from the front, but the little nun Qingyin and dozens of young female nuns were fleeing this way in a panic. Behind these little nuns, there were thousands of people smiling from ear to ear.
The tall one raised the tent, and the Asura was as ugly as he wanted.
What kind of cultivation did Maha have? His magic power was profound, and his ability to escape light was frightening. The little nun Qingyin only felt a bright light flash in front of her eyes. Maha had already rushed in front of her, and hugged Qingyin in his arms. But Maha looked away.
Now, what he has transformed into is a three-headed, twelve-armed creature with four legs, covered with blue armor like fish scales. He looks as ugly as he wants. If he were born in the human world, he would be regarded as a monster.
Drowned Asura!
Qingyin was held in Mohe's arms. She scratched her hands in panic, only to feel that the places where her fingers touched were dry and hard scales. She couldn't help but quickly raised her head, only to see Mohe's three heads and three ugly faces smiling.
Looking at himself hehe, there was still a trace of glistening saliva hanging on the three big mouths that were constantly spitting out blood mist.
The little nun was so frightened that she screamed and almost fainted. She casually pulled out a silver sword and slashed at Maha. The sharp sword hit Maha's body and splashed with water.
There are so many sparks, but how can they harm Maha in the slightest?
The other little nuns couldn't help but scream when they saw Qingyin being caught by Maha. A dozen of them screamed and immediately flew away, but they didn't even look at Qingyin. They were in great danger.
The consciousness of flying.
The other twenty or so little nuns were very loyal. Seeing that Maha had caught Qingyin, they exclaimed and immediately sacrificed various magical weapons to hit Maha on the head. However, the cultivation of these little nuns was not high.
, the strongest one is only the first-level cultivation of the virtual realm, and there are no good magic weapons in his hand. Those things like flying knives and flying swords, the best one is just a piece of sloppy quality.
It's just a low-grade fairy weapon.
It's a low-grade immortal weapon, but it's not even qualified to scratch Maha's itch.
Maha's body hunched, and the muscles all over his body suddenly expanded, and all the flying knives and swords that struck him were bounced away by the muscles.
The newly transformed yellow-robed Dharma King and a group of Buddhist scum gathered around them laughing and joking, and the frightened little nuns gathered in the center. The yellow-robed Dharma King recognized the voiceless nun, and he burst out laughing.
: "Hey, little Master Wife, did you come to my door of your own accord today? Hey, Master, hold me tight, don't let Master Wife run away again!"
A bunch of Buddhist scum burst into laughter. Some of them winked and showed off at the little nuns who were surrounded. Some of them puffed up their chests and yelled at the Asuras who were rushing up from behind: "Brother, show your skills, these guys
The little bald donkey belongs to us, you have no share in it!"
There are many Asura tribes, and it is common for tribes to snatch trophies from each other.
Thousands of Asuras coming from behind saw that the prey they had worked so hard to chase fell into the hands of others, and they felt angry. But if you look carefully, there are actually one hundred thousand Asuras in front of you.
There are a lot of people, and my own group of talents is only five or six thousand, so no matter how hard I look at it, I can't fight.
These Asuras looked at each other for a few times, and their eyes fell on the dozen or so little nuns who had abandoned Qingyin and just focused on escaping.
With the nature of Huangpao Dharma King and other disciples of the Golden Bamboo Cave, how could they rush to protect those little nuns who abandoned their fellow disciples and only ran away on their own? So they allowed these little nuns to run away in panic, but they didn't even bother to look at them.
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Those Asuras who came here after Qingyin and others thought about it for a while, and the dozens of little nuns suddenly turned into a dozen little nuns, and the proficiency of the spoils was greatly reduced. However, since the people on the opposite side are powerful,
If you really can't provoke them, it's better to just go after those dozen little nuns. It's better to have something than nothing. Everyone knows this truth.
Cursing a few words angrily, the thousands of Asuras turned around and chased the dozen little nuns one after another.
Qingyin, who was held in Maha's arms, was so frightened that her hands and feet were stiff. She stared blankly at Maha and suddenly screamed: "Master, help me. Master, help me. Wuwu!"
The heartless Maha looked at Qingyin crying like this, and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, hibiscus comes out of clear water, and the natural carvings are removed. Tsk, the little nun looks much better when she cries! Hey, let me cry more for the Buddha.
A few more times, a few more howls! Tsk, tut, this little one is bursting with tears!"
Accidentally, the complacent Maha took on his original voice.
Qingyin heard the voice was familiar and couldn't help but shout: "Brother Maha?"
Maha laughed strangely: "I'm not Maha, how could I be Maha?"
Smiling and laughing, Maha was kicked out. Prajna flew in front of Qingyin, glanced sideways at Maha and sneered: "Qingyin, that guy is Maha... How did you end up like this?"
Prajna also used his original tone. After hearing Prajna's words, Qingyin immediately started to cry loudly.
She grabbed Prajna's sleeve and cried loudly: "Go and save my master and the others!"