Rumbling, the imperial power is majestic, and the stars and rivers tremble.
Nine five-clawed golden dragons burst into the sky with ferocious flames, pulling bronze chariots and rushing towards them. They seemed to be directly crushing many ancient Buddhas and Arhats to death. The ferocious aura made all the major forces' eyelids jump.
"Where did this ruthless person come from to actually attack Buddhism directly?"
"I don't know,
But looking at the performance of the Light Tribe and the Holy Spirit Tribe, it seems that they are also an immortal force!"
The power of Buddhism is recognized by the universe. Although these monks talk about Buddha's mercy every day, in reality they are extremely ruthless and extremely vindictive.
If they don't have enough strength, most people will never provoke them.
Feng Jinghong's sudden attack surprised many people.
Even the Buddhist monks were shocked.
Originally, only one great sage, Protector Vajra, was paying attention to Feng Jinghong and his party.
The white-browed old monk and the Peacock King Ming were both meditating with their eyes closed, and now they could no longer sit still.
Without bothering to investigate the cause, several great sages quickly took action to defend themselves.
"Amitabha!" The old monk with long eyebrows shouted the Buddha's name, and a relic flew out from the center of his eyebrows. Thousands of golden lights and Zen sounds buzzed, and it hit the rushing chariot.
The foundation of Buddhism is indeed astonishing, and a relic left by the quasi-emperor can be found at any time.
boom!
The Tianzun's chariot was so fierce that the nine golden dragons flicked their tails and flew the relics away, sinking into the chaos outside the sky.
The white-browed old man's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he could hardly maintain his original appearance as an eminent monk. Apparently, the power of Tianzun's chariot was beyond his expectation.
The dragon soared thousands of miles, and the chariot was already in front of us in a flash. The white-browed old monk could not even recall the relics in time.
At the critical moment, King Peacock Ming took action,
With a simple movement of her hands, she tossed up a golden alms bowl.
The alms bowl is not big,
Only the size of a palm,
But there is a weight that can crush the eternal blue sky, and it collides with the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot with infinite power.
When~
The emperor's power is immeasurable,
The tide of chaos surged, and violent divine energy swept across the starry sky.
Neither side had any intention of controlling the power of this attack, and the damage caused was extremely terrifying!
Half of the star field was destroyed by the Emperor's Law, and countless people watching the battle were affected, with numerous deaths and injuries.
The Kowloon Agarwood Chariot was so shaken that it rolled backwards, and even Feng Jinghong was thrown away.
The golden bowl also buzzed and trembled as it flew out, almost escaping the control of the Peacock King.
With this blow, the two quasi-emperor weapons were evenly matched!
The Buddhist monks changed their expressions: "My Buddha's magical weapon to suppress demons failed to gain the upper hand. What is the origin of this chariot?"
At that time, Amitabha Buddha was invincible in heaven and earth. He had a pestle in one hand and an alms bowl in the other.
When he faced the enemy, he would first use the magic pestle to beat the opponent until he couldn't care for himself, and then put it in the alms bowl to suppress him. This process was so smooth that he left behind countless legends.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this alms bowl was Amitabha's second weapon besides the demon-conquering pestle. However, even such a sacred object only came into contact with the opponent's chariot. The Buddhists could not help but be shocked.
"snort!"
Feng Jinghong snorted coldly, and Run Bing Zi Mi forcibly stabilized the chariot, flew directly towards him, stepped on the chariot and pressed it down again.
High above,
Boundless domineering.
Peacock King Ming was aroused by his gesture, and the imperial inscription "Buddha" appeared between his eyebrows. The alms bowl shone brighter, and collided with the Nine Dragon Chariot with greater power.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a golden light flew from the sky and hit behind Feng Jinghong. It was the relic of the Quasi-Emperor!
The white-browed old monk's concentration was indeed extraordinary. He was not affected by the tense atmosphere of the war at all. He kept summoning the relics and unleashed a sudden attack on him at the critical moment.
"Despicable!" Jade Rakshasa angrily yelled and waved his hand to shoot out a spiritual bead, which was one of the quasi-emperor weapons that Feng Jinghong obtained from Yuxu Holy Realm.
Ding!
The spiritual pearls and the relics collided, and each flew sideways regardless of whether they were up or down.
The old monk with white eyebrows twitched his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect that the opponent actually had two quasi-imperial weapons, but what surprised him even more was yet to come.
"Bantian Seal!" The three lions roared, and another Quasi-Emperor Soldier smashed down. The big seal had not yet been pressed, but the heavy pressure had already caused many monks to vomit blood.
This was not over yet, Long Ma also sacrificed the Kunpeng Feather Fan at the same time, and Feng Jinghong also burned the glazed lamp with a big wave of his hand.
With five quasi-emperor weapons in hand, Feng Jinghong and his party's generosity shocked everyone, even the three great sages of Buddhism were dumbfounded.
Are Quasi-Emperor Soldiers so worthless these days? Have they been mass-produced and wholesaled?
The golden bowl held up the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot, and the spiritual beads held up the relics, but there were still three quasi-emperor weapons falling here, and many monks were in despair.
Seeing that the monks were about to perish, King Peacock Ming used another method.
She put her hands together, made a unique seal, and shouted softly: "My Buddha protects you, and all living beings are safe!"
Buzz!
The golden bowl that was still confronting the Kowloon Agarwood Chariot trembled slightly, and a golden waterfall suddenly poured out from the mouth of the bowl, protecting all the monks below.
boom!
Three quasi-emperor weapons fell at the same time, causing another great destruction. The entire star field was shattered into pieces.
Fortunately, this time many powerful forces had fled far away, and there were no new casualties. However, the Buddhist monks were not so lucky.
Feng Jinghong recognized the golden energy spilling from the alms bowl. It was the pure power of faith and had many wonderful uses.
He also has this kind of power, but it is obviously not comparable to the opponent's power.
Amitabha Buddha has been laid out for hundreds of thousands of years, and his Taoism has spread throughout the universe. The power of his faith has already become unimaginable.
Although most of it gathered at Mount Sumeru, a small part of the alms bowl was terrifying enough to flood the Milky Way.
The energy flowed away randomly, and all three great saints of Buddhism were injured. Most of the remaining monks died, and the remaining ones were less than two hands.
The power of the three quasi-emperor weapons is too strong, and obviously the power of faith is not enough to protect everyone.
"Let's go!" King Peacock Ming set up the five-color divine light and was about to run away with the monks, but when she tried to take back the alms bowl, her face changed drastically.
The Kowloon Agarwood Chariot stuck tightly to the alms bowl, and the two were so entangled that she couldn't take it back.
The remaining Buddhist monks guessed what was going on as soon as they looked at her face, and all of them couldn't help but look ashen.
Seeing that the three quasi-emperor weapons had struck again, the three great saints were so anxious that they wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing they could do.
In order to seize the fortune of the Diduan Mountain Range this time, almost all the Buddhist masters in the Amitabha Star Region came out and vowed to win this place!
Because in their view, this sacred land is the legacy left by Amitabha, and it belongs to Buddhism by rights!
Needless to say, among these masters, King Peacock Daming was the protector of Buddhism appointed by Sakyamuni.
The three-headed and six-armed Great Sage is the Supreme Protector Vajra, the head of the Dharma Protector Vajra, and the white-browed old monk is the head of the Arhats, the Venerable Ashido!
If all these masters were lost here today, the entire Buddhist sect would be in danger of overthrowing!