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Chapter 345 The Fall of the Buddha (1)

'Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha'!

Seeing the depressed face of Kongmiao Daozu, Yin Xuuge held a golden whip in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. The chaotic creation knife circled above his head and rushed towards the miserable Buddha with a pearly aura.

Dao Ancestor Kongmiao left a Dao Palace in the Yuanlu world, leaving behind a branch taken from his body, and several other powerful body branches of Dao Ancestor level. These innate spirits contain the mysteries of the Dao.

The wooden branches were cast into the ten directions of salvation by a branch of Kongmiao Taoist ancestor, which gave Yin Xuege a great help at that time.

It can even be said that Shifang Chaodu helped Yin Xuege, who had just returned to the world of Yuanlu, and guided him to integrate into this world.

Later, the Hongmeng world was opened, and the ten directions were transformed into Dao Mysteries and integrated into the entire Hongmeng world, helping Yin Xuege complete most of the laws of heaven in the Hongmeng world in an instant, laying a solid foundation for the Hongmeng world to have the current climate.

From this perspective, Yin Xuege owes Daozu Kongmiao a huge favor.

If you owe a favor, you must pay it back. Otherwise, due to the influence of cause and effect, when you do certain things in the future, there will be unpredictable consequences. So I know that the formation set up by the soul master is not a kind place, but Yin Xuege

Still broke in.

Now that he had 'saved' Daozu Kongmiao from the fatal situation set by the six Buddhas, no matter how much he owed him a favor, he had already paid it off.

Five-directional treasure flags anchored the Heavenly and Earthly Net formation, with a spiritual whip in the left hand and a Buddha-slaying sword in the right hand. The two innate spiritual treasures emitted a cold light, like a mountain crushing towards the miserable Buddha.

The wooden stick in the Buddha's hand swayed with pieces of Buddha's light, and he came forward without fear. The two spiritual treasures and the Buddha's natal Buddha treasure refined from his own branches collided together, and a continuous "ding-dong" sound was heard, like a thunderous sound.

Xue Ge's wrists were numb and painful, and the miserable Buddha's body was trembling.

After a head-on confrontation for a while, the miserable Buddha found that the restraining power of the Heaven and Earth Net Formation was interfering more and more with him. The speed and strength of his attacks were getting weaker and weaker, and he was completely unable to compete head-on with Yin Xuuge. So he simply

He slapped his forehead, and a relic fell from his head, transforming into a golden Arhat. He took the wooden stick in his hand and continued to hit Yin Xuege.

As for himself, he had a sad look on his face, and a small golden incense burner appeared in front of him. The incense burner was filled with the ashes of burning sandalwood for Buddha. But these sandalwoods were obviously not ordinary, and the ashes left behind were

Purple gold in color and exuding a rich fragrance.

The miserable Buddha grabbed a handful of ashes with both hands and rubbed them vigorously. Suddenly, the ashes spurted out little bits of fire and were kneaded into pearls the size of soybean grains, shining with golden light. He grabbed the pearl and threw it out. Suddenly

The sky was filled with lightning flashes, deafening thunder sounded, and the hundreds of thousands of yellow scarf warriors closest to him were blown away like leaves falling in the wind.

There was chaos in the dragnet formation. If it had been any other formation, the yellow scarf warriors who set up the formation would have killed or injured at least hundreds of thousands. But this dragnet formation was guarded by five precious flags, and five-color lotus flowers fell from the sky, restraining all the power of thunder and fire.

In one group, the Yellow Turban warriors were just knocked away. Not even one of them was killed.

At the same time as the Buddha took action, Yin Xuege's two innate spiritual treasures had already been crushed down. The miserable Buddha let out a long sigh, and the golden-bodied Arhat transformed by his relics used all his strength to hit the spiritual whip with a wooden stick, and a sound was heard

With a muffled sound, the golden Arhat was beaten to pieces, and the wooden stick whirled and was blown hundreds of miles away.

Thousands of diamond swords lingering in the light of Zen struck heavily at Yin Xuege, but dozens of layers of precious light auspicious energy continued to rise. These diamond swords at most shattered the first layer of treasure light, and were bounced away by the force of the counterattack.

Being so far away cannot hurt Yin Xuege in the slightest.

With a 'chila', the Chaos Creation Knife brought out a gray light that penetrated the Zen light protecting the body of the miserable Buddha, and penetrated his cassock. He slashed his left shoulder with a knife. The Buddhist golden body shield had been tempered for countless years.

The flying knife kept piercing, and a large piece of flesh was chopped off with golden blood.

Even though the Miserable Buddha was a man of profound spiritual practice, his face twitched slightly when he was so severely injured by the Chaos Creation Knife.

With a long sigh, he grabbed a small Vajra pestle and knocked the Chaos Creation Knife away as it flew back. At the same time, he glared at Yin Xuege and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, if you come to help Kong Miao today, there will be something wrong in the future."

When you regret it."

Yin Xuege looked at the miserable Buddha and just smiled without saying a word. Regret? That’s because you don’t know what happened in the Holy Spirit Realm. In the face of absolute strength, several Taoist ancestors, Buddha-level powerful people, and

What is it used for? What can it determine?

He opened his mouth and blew out a heavy breath, and a ball of gray Hongmeng Kaitian Divine Thunder blasted out.

The so-called opening divine thunder is the first thunder fire that created all things when the world was opened, and at the same time contained the opportunity to destroy all things. Yin Xuege is the master of Hongmeng World, so he can naturally control this kind of thunder fire with no upper limit of power.

.

The Miserable Buddha is a discerning person. When he saw the thunder and fire spewed out by Yin Xuege, his face suddenly changed with fright. Golden light flashed in front of him, and a pale golden ancient bell suddenly appeared, and the thick ancient bell rang out continuously.

The sound was as fast as lightning as it rushed towards the Kaitian Divine Thunder.

With a soft sound of 'dong', the divine thunder exploded, and the ancient bell was blown to pieces. This ancient bell was only cast by the miserable Buddha with countless fine gold energy the day after tomorrow, and was joined by the mind power of countless disciples and believers.

, is an extremely powerful acquired Buddhist treasure, but if you don't join the innate stream, you can't resist the power of the Kaitian Divine Thunder.

The gray thunder light had not yet dissipated, and a large ball of gray thunder fire fell on the miserable Buddha. The cassocks and monk's robes on the miserable Buddha's body bulged at the same time. Heavy light surrounded the whole body, and one thousand and eighty relics suddenly spurted out from his body. According to the

The lotus shape forms a Buddhist formation with extremely strong defense.

"Fellow Taoist, why bother forcing each other?" The miserable Buddha sighed helplessly: "You have saved Kong Miao, so you can retreat. If you retreat now, I, the Buddhist disciple, can give you a favor in the future."

"I don't need your favors!" Yin Xuuge smiled even more happily. It's better if you don't use relics. With relics, among the great powers of Buddhism in Heaven, there are evil Buddhas who have strayed into the heretical ways of evil spirits. They

A whole set of secret techniques for dealing with Buddhist relics has been specially developed.

With a change of thought and a flick of the finger, a strange light flashed, and the relics of the miserable Buddha exploded simultaneously.

At the same time, the remnant power of the divine thunder from the sky exploded down, mixed with the power of the explosion of the relics, blowing the cassocks and robes of the miserable Buddha to pieces. The miserable Buddha never imagined that someone in the world would be bored enough to study how to detonate Buddhist relics.

Mysterious magical powers!

Buddhism in the Holy Spirit Realm follows an upright and orthodox path. Buddhism's magical powers and secret techniques focus on frontal attack and pure Yang and pure strength. Although there are also Buddhist disciples who have fallen, but once they fall, they immediately transform into demons.

, discarded all Buddhist secrets and will never use them again.

Faced with the evil demons of Buddhist origin who came from another world but had the same origin as Buddhism in the Holy Spirit Realm, and specially developed weird secret techniques to deal with the powerful Buddhist monks, the miserable Buddha suffered a great loss for a while.

His golden body was blasted into pits, with holes the size of bowls everywhere. Thick golden blood continued to flow out of his wounds, and countless rays of Zen light continued to sweep through the wounds, but the wounds opened by the Kaitian Divine Thunder

, where is it so easy to heal?

"Buddha has no choice but to die!" Yin Xuuge looked at the miserable Buddha and said calmly: "It's just that there is a second way for Buddha to choose!"

The so-called second way is for Yin Xuege to refine the true spirit of the miserable Buddha and send him to reincarnation in the Hongmeng world. With his talent and understanding, it won’t take many years for the Hongmeng world to have a truly top-notch great master.

It can alleviate the current shortage of top experts in the Hongmeng world.

If the miserable Buddha is unwilling to enter the world of Hongmeng and reincarnate, then Yin Xuege can only kill him.

"The second way? It's definitely not a good way." The miserable Buddha smiled brightly. He looked at Yin Xuege and said calmly: "Old monk, I still want to give it another try!"

Amidst the laughter, the Miserable Buddha gained another gorgeous cassock inlaid with eight treasures. Suddenly, countless Zen lights overlappingly shot up from the cassock. The Miserable Buddha looked at Yin Xuege and said with a smile, "This is Infinite Light."

The heavenly robe is an innate treasure. The old monk is an old monk, so naturally he can only turn it into a cassock. Usually he thinks it is too fancy, so he is always embarrassed to wear it. My fellow Taoist magic weapon is very powerful, so today I can only use it to overcome the tribulation.

Already."

Yin Xuege shook his head and laughed: "Old monk, you still feel embarrassed? It shows that your cultivation is not enough!"

The miserable Buddha thought about Yin Xuege's words seriously, and suddenly laughed: "Isn't that true? It's true that the cultivation level is not enough. If you really have reached the wonderful state of great enlightenment, what do you need to do with this face? It can be seen that the old monk

There is still no way to die, there are endless Buddhist principles waiting for the old monk to understand them."

After laughing for a few times, a vigorous ancient tree appeared above the head of the Miserable Buddha. This ancient tree was shaped like a dragon elephant, and its color was as red as blood. It exuded a rich fragrance. This was the body of the Miserable Buddha, the Dragon Elephant Tree, known as the Treasure Tree.

The hardest innate spiritual root in Hongmeng.

The Great Dragon Elephant Treasure Tree let out a loud and long roar, turning into a stream of light and flying into the head of the miserable Buddha. The miserable Buddha's body swayed, and his body, which was nearly one foot tall, quickly lifted up. In the blink of an eye, he reached a height of a hundred feet, and his body was even more

He became as majestic as a dragon, and under his golden skin were muscles that swelled like mountain peaks.

With a loud laugh, the Miserable Buddha waved his arms, and countless air waves like giant dragons blasted out in all directions. The five-direction treasure flags trembled for a while, and were shaken by the terrifying huge force. The miserable Buddha's nearest

Thousands of yellow scarf warriors groaned. This time, the dragnet formation could not completely offset the impact for them. Their bodies exploded one after another, and only one soul mark escaped. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better updates of the novel.

Faster!


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