At the beginning, Mahayana Buddha himself was full of confidence.
The gluttonous monster's stomach is weird, but he is not a vegetarian either. Ten thousand years would be enough to dissolve a little finger, and the entire skeleton would be completely dissolved.
I can't break it open, but people will always die, right?
If it lasts for a thousand years or eight hundred years, I can wear you to death.
But, the next second.
He suddenly realized that something was wrong. For some reason, the strange power in his stomach suddenly increased violently. Moreover, the dissolution speed increased by leaps and bounds. Compared with the previous speed, it was at least more than 80,000 times faster.
Almost in the blink of an eye, one of the bones in his hand melted. At this rate, it probably wouldn't take long, at most a minute, to fully digest it.
In the pitch-black space where you couldn't even see your fingers, a golden skeleton was rapidly disintegrating. Drops of golden solution dripped and were absorbed by the stomach pouch.
At the same time, the gluttonous creature in the outside world had a belly that was more than five times larger than its body. It looked like a humanoid blood-colored object growing on a ball.
"Gudong——"
Everyone present swallowed their saliva.
The strange scene in front of me is really a bit hard to accept.
After all, the skeleton was the son of a witch and had a legitimate position as a god. However, he was swallowed up by a trick in one bite. What was even crazier was that the trick was digesting it bit by bit in front of them.
It is no exaggeration to say that everyone's minds are buzzing right now, and they feel like their world view is shattered.
Compared with three hundred years later when science and technology were developed, most people three hundred years ago were extremely ignorant and extremely reverent to immortals and Buddhas.
Watching a god being ganked by Li Gui, it's strange to feel energetic.
After all, being able to eat Mahayana Buddha means that you can also eat other gods!!
"A torrent of more than 80,000 years of time, can you stop it? What can you do to stop it?" He Zhao said with disdain as he looked at the bloody Dagui who was as comfortable as a fish in water in the black flames.
As the fireworks became more intense, the gluttonous belly gradually shriveled up.
Fifty-six seconds later, its belly finally returned to normal size.
Its blood color is red, like a body condensed by mist, becoming more and more vivid, and it seems that blood can drip at any time.
"Not bad, not bad."
It is worthy of being an innate miraculous person. A mere seriously injured Mahayana Buddha can be compared to having eaten 10,000 substitute ghosts, channeling ghosts and two magic weapons.
"A hundred times should be enough for the greedy and cunning transformation."
Unfortunately, Substitute Gui and Yitong Ghost cannot advance through devouring gods.
"well."
A group of people looked at the child who suddenly sighed and had black lines on his head.
Good guy, what’s not to be satisfied with having such a powerful thing sealed inside your body?
They don't know that it's just someone who is too greedy.
"belch--"
The bloody Dagui, whose color became increasingly brighter, burped suddenly.
At the same time, a surge of excitement was transmitted to him from Greedy Gui.
Seems to want more, more
An ordinary person wouldn't be able to create a hundred seriously injured and weak gods.
However, who knows that the person named He has the right to return to Dafa?
"Return."
As soon as those two words came out of his mouth, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated.
The blazing black firefly retracted from its exuberance into the throat of the instigator. The gluttonous monster's huge belly deflated like a deflated balloon, and the golden skeleton spewed out from the mouth as big as one person again.
Everything, everything is back to the starting point.
The people around him didn't know the truth, and their expressions were fixed on watching a show and eating melon.
He Zhao lowered his head and looked down at the golden skeleton of the broken spine. Without saying a word, the head of the Mahayana Buddha directly drove the spiritual space, releasing a bloody trick.
Immediately afterwards, the gluttonous Gui with a big belly suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
"hiss--"
Dharma King Tsedan took a deep breath, still looking the same as he did last time.
"Eat, you're welcome, that's enough."
Hearing this, the big bloody trickster opened his mouth and stuck out a long and slender tongue.
Mahayana Buddha was caught off guard and was tied into rice dumplings.
I have the heart to struggle, but I am unable to get rid of it.
As for his two little followers, the Lake Spirit with a broken arm and the possessed Jui with a greatly reduced aura, they could only watch their master and let people, or should I say, let Jui talk.
"Chiliu——"
A group of iron-clad monks could not see clearly when the greedy and cunning tongue had tied the bone frame tightly. The next second, the big mouth occupying a head was opened and expanded to normal.
It was the size of a human being and swallowed the witch's son in one gulp.
"Gudong!!"
Everyone could even clearly see that Greedy's neck was stretched out, highlighting his humanoid skeleton.
Really swallow it alive!
Horrible, too scary.
So, Mahayana Buddha once again came to Gui's stomach.
I tried my best again and gave up the struggle in despair. Then I felt the dissolution speed of the gastric juice, and I was filled with joy for a time.
His mood was like a roller coaster, taking off and falling to the bottom.
But something even more desperate for God came. The famous ruthless man outside breathed black flames and used a huge torrent of time to help the gluttony digest it.
Fifty-six seconds later, a pool of golden solution filled the stomach.
With the full absorption of the blood-colored scheming and the powerful help of the black fireflies, it quickly became completely wiped out, eating up all the dregs of a god.
Outside, Renrenzhao looked at the blood color and became a little thicker, not to mention how happy he was.
The master of Bufa Temple finally did something good and gave him the greedy trick. He was indeed a professional counterpart.
No one in the world would want to cultivate this gluttonous Ligui, except He He.
"Return."
As soon as he said that, the world paused and quickly went backwards.
The third time, it officially begins.
Next, the fourth time. The fifth time. The sixth time.
Until it is completed ten thousand times.
At this moment, Greedy Gui is completely different from before.
There is no Mahayana Buddha that has been swallowed ten thousand times. It is just a bloody trick.
Now, it’s red and purple!
It's not to describe Kuei's popularity, but that his whole body has transformed into purple.
Compared with the blood color, the difference is simply clouds and mud.
The former can only stand on the ground at most, while the latter can be considered a complete takeoff.
If the black one can only be regarded as a small one, then the blood-colored one can be called a big one. Then the purple one can be called the King of Allegiance, right?
The purple gluttonous sly, or the sly king, immediately targeted He Zhao and drove it.
A strange light flashed in the two empty eyes.
It seems, maybe, probably, that you want to kill someone?
Bechava once warned not to train the vile ones to the point where they can suppress the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in their minds. Otherwise, they will definitely attack their masters.
"hehe."
The famous ruthless man is not a fool. Since he dares to let the greedy swindler devour the Mahayana Buddha, he is naturally prepared.
Backlash?
There is the head of Mahayana Buddha!
This thing is not the Mahayana Buddha who has not yet grown up, let alone the current congenital malnutrition + serious injury and weakness, compared with the Mahayana Buddha in its heyday.
Even though the greedy guile advanced to the guile king, he is the king among the fierce guile.
But if you want to compete with the head of Mahayana Buddha, you are still far from it!
Even if Bufa Temple wanted to solve the problem of Mahayana Buddha in its heyday, it would have to rely on Akho Buddha of the Oriental Xiangji World to assist in dismemberment with the golden knife that he ordained before becoming a monk.
What's more, it's just a Cunning King.
Almost instantly, Greedy Cunning felt great pressure, as if if it dared to take action, it would surely fall into the abyss.
Then it immediately squinted its eyes, not daring to look directly at the man driving it opposite.
Mahayana Buddha is a good man.
Whether he was alive or dead, his contribution to the ruthless people was so great.
It means sacrificing oneself for others. Someone would like to give a banner to the other person.
"Go ahead, eat as much as you want, and let me see how good you are."
After the words fell, two purple lights flashed out of Greedy's eyes.
"Really, don't hesitate. You can eat as much as your appetite. I won't interfere." He just wanted to see how powerful the Gui who was promoted to the Gui King could be.
As for whether he will be suppressed by King Tsetang, I don't care.
No big deal, just go back.
"Chiliu——"
The crowd of people watching the melon-eating monk were in a state of confusion.
Only the Dharma King Tseden looked ugly.
What does it mean to be an outstanding disciple?
Let a trickster go on a killing spree, and no one around him can save his life except him.
Before he could open his mouth to dissuade him, a light flashed before his eyes.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
Taking a closer look, Greedy Gui opened his mouth, and a thin tongue suddenly penetrated the dozen iron rod monks closest to him.
When their bodies were penetrated by tongues, they didn't react at all.
When the severe pain was transmitted from the heart to the brain, it was time to regain consciousness.
"ah--"
Screams were heard one after another.
"Chiliu——"
The greedy and cunning tongue rolled back, and the monks wearing iron rods, one by one, all pulled in its direction.
"ah"
The mouth that occupied the entire face suddenly expanded to the point where it could accommodate more than a dozen people.
"Woo"
One bite, just one bite!
In one fell swoop, he swallowed all the dozen monks and their iron rods in his stomach.
The next second, my belly swelled and swelled.
But, after three or five seconds, it shriveled up.
No need to think too much, it must be digested.
"Ah this!"
Hundreds of monks looked at the gluttonous trickster who killed more than a dozen mages in one go, with dull expressions on their faces.
Then, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.
If it were anyone else, the first choice would definitely be to turn around and run away, not daring to confront a god-devouring trickster head-on.
It's a pity that they all stood out from the major temples and fought hard.
In addition, after patrolling the plateau for many years, he killed a lot of demons and monsters and developed a very ferocious nature.
Seeing the greedy and treacherous people who dared to take action, each one of them said nothing and started to smash the iron rod in their hands hard.
"Boom boom boom boom boom."
A series of hundreds of violent explosions sounded, shattering the surrounding ground into pieces in the blink of an eye.
In response to this, He Zhao drove Yitong ghost with an expressionless face, and his whole person became virtual.
He stood there, watching the Greedy Gui open his mouth and swallow the attacks from the Iron Bar Monk one by one.
Every time you swallow, your stomach will expand a little.
After swallowing all the more than three hundred attacks, it swelled almost twice.
Within four or five seconds, it will quickly dry up.
"???"
"!!!"
The monks who launched the attack immediately were dumbfounded as they looked at the Purple King who was unharmed and burped again.
"Chiliu——"
A large group of people were stunned. They were greedy and cunning and had no sense of martial ethics.
The tiny tongue pierced the hearts of dozens of people in an instant, piercing them into a string.
"Aww!"
One bite, another bite.
All dozens of people fell into its stomach.
Digest them one by one in just a few seconds.
The men and horses of King Tseden stood at the rear of the large army and suffered no losses at all.
As for his greedy and cunning abilities, he can only say "strong".
Among the dozens of monks who had just been eaten, there were two master-level figures who had been ruthless on the plateau for many years.
But such a powerful person has no room to fight back when faced with a small tongue.
"I'm afraid even if it's not a Dharma protector, I won't be able to get good things from it."
No wonder, no wonder that after being trained by three generations of eminent monks, nothing has changed.
Once they are cultivated, killing some wizards and gurus is like killing chickens.
Don't look down on these two levels of practitioners, they are all the mainstays of major temples.
How many Dharma masters and gurus do you need to have a Dharma Protector?
How many Dharma protectors are there before a Dharma King-level person emerges?
As for those above the Dharma King level, there are many on the plateau, and only the heads of the three major temples have survived from ancient times to the present.
Moreover, it is certain that all the three masters are the masters of the previous generation who are about to pass away. Only after the initiation ceremony has been carried out can they become superior to the Dharma King.
In other words, the ranks above the Dharma King all have owners, and the number is fixed.
At the very least, Cidan had never heard of, or found from historical records, anyone who could rely on his own talent to make a breakthrough without taking over as the leader.
"run!"
Faced with the greedy and cunning tongue and the brutal behavior of devouring hundreds of people, the iron rod monks could not stand it after all.
They are indeed a bit reckless, a bit stubborn, and have a fierce personality.
But being reckless, iron and ruthless does not mean that you are willing to die.
For enemies that cannot be beaten, just turn around and run away; there is no need to stay and fight to the death.
They must keep useful bodies and recite sutras for Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.
"Let's go."
Dharma King Tsedan ordered to the one hundred and twenty elite warrior monks behind him. Although he was confident that he could escape from the greedy and deceitful tongue, there was no need to compete with outstanding disciples.
Furthermore, the person who was killed was not a monk from Bufa Temple, so what did he have to do with it?
Moreover, the second half of the article on the technique that can change the future of the Monk Academy and elevate his position has not yet been obtained.
Solan is willing to play, so be it.
"Okay, stop."
He Zhao rolled his tongue and saw dozens of more greedy monsters from the monks entering his stomach, and stopped him from pursuing him. He had almost figured out how cruel the monster that had been promoted to the purple king of ghosts was.
It can swallow all kinds of methods, such as hand seals, dharma seals, secret spells, physical attacks, etc., both tangible and intangible, it can swallow them all. As long as it is swallowed, there is no need for small tricks. During the big tricks, black fireflies can be used to assist digestion.
No attack will have any effect, everything is just material.
Even those iron rod monks used the power of the sealed objects in their bodies to accept them all.
After all, there are also kings and kings in the guile.
A group of monks who couldn't even cultivate the Bloody Great Slayer, and the power they could use was limited, were brutally suppressed by the Slayer King.
"I don't know if I can evolve further. I'm going to ask Bechava for advice after I go back. Next, it's time to do the second thing."