After the tragic death, a little bit of true spirit remained silent, and was included in the reincarnation of the Hongmeng world by Yin Xuege.≥
In the Hongmeng world, there is a huge planet with flowers falling from the sky, Buddha light lingering in the sky, and deep Sanskrit singing falling from the sky. The entire planet is the territory of Buddhism, and all the people on it are devout believers of Buddhism.
When they saw the vision in the sky, they knew that a great Buddhist power was reincarnated. Countless Buddhist cultivators and believers fell to their knees and worshiped devoutly.
On this planet, in a powerful empire, a prince was born. As soon as he was born, there was a strange fragrance all over his body, red light rolled all over the ground, and purple air slowly fell from the sky. A dragon and a tiger came on the clouds, and the dragon fell
On the roof, I looked up to the sky and groaned, and the tiger sat cross-legged in front of the door and roared softly.
Under Yin Xuege's instruction, one hundred and eight powerful monks from the Buddhist sect came with countless disciples and took the prince, who was full of sorrow, into the Buddhist sect.
But in the Holy Spirit Realm, with blood raining all over the sky, countless Buddhist monks felt a sharp pain in their hearts for no reason, as if they had suddenly lost something. Those Buddhist monks who practiced the Buddhist golden body, magical powers, and the golden body that had been tempered for thousands of times were extremely powerful, and their minds went blank for a while.
, their understanding of their own golden body suddenly dropped to a big level.
Many Buddhist Buddhas actually fell from the Buddha realm to the Bodhisattva realm because of the decline of their golden body.
Countless Buddhist cultivators looked at each other in shock, but they didn't know what happened.
In the endless void, Bodhi Buddha and King Sadness and Joy stared blankly at the miserable Buddha. Since they became the leaders of Buddhism, they have witnessed the fall of countless Hongmeng powers. Some of them were killed by themselves, and some were killed by others.
They stood on the sidelines and watched helplessly as they were destroyed in the catastrophe.
But since the six of them formed a stable small group, they never thought that the six of them would one day fall.
Regardless of magical powers, they have reached the ultimate level of the Holy Spirit Realm. They have stepped into the treasure wheel of heaven. However, without a chance, they can combine their bodies with the Tao and become truly immortal and immortal.
But today, the miserable Buddha died in front of them. Moreover, his soul was scattered, and not even his true spirit escaped.
"Old friend!" Bodhi Buddha and the Sad and Happy King looked solemn, knelt down on the ground with their hands clasped together, and worshiped the place where the Sad Buddha fell. Standing next to them, Kongmiao Taoist Patriarch looked sad and happy, and his body swayed slightly, but there was no
Take the opportunity to attack these two enemies.
Not only that, Daozu Kongmiao also cautiously stepped back a long way. The assassins Bodhi Buddha and the King of Sadness and Joy were two thunderbolts that could explode at any time. Who dared to touch a hair of theirs at this time. Buddha was furious,
That's not something you can bear easily.
Don't think that Daozu Kongmiao can escape from death with the joint efforts of six people, or even withstand the formation set up by the six of them without dying. That is because the Six Buddhas are not willing to waste too much energy on Daozu Kongmiao.
The desperate Daozu Kongmiao counterattacked and caused his own casualties.
The plan of the Six Buddhas was to use water to refine the Taoist Kongmiao safely and without any risk, so they used a large formation to trap the Taoist Kongmiao. But if the Taoist Kongmiao dared to take action at this time, once he was angered,
Bodhi Buddha and the King of Sorrow and Joy, with the consistent temperament and methods of Buddhism, it is absolutely impossible for Taoist Kongmiao to escape intact.
In the great formation of the Nine-curved Styx, the Buddha who was trapped in endless annihilation suddenly opened his eyes. He sighed in a low voice. Circles of Buddha's light behind his head slowly spread, and the breath on his body suddenly
Some kind of strange transformation has occurred, just like the cicada that was originally singing in the wind on the treetops suddenly curled up deep underground and condensed all its energy.
"Nirvana?" Youquan also opened her eyes, and she said lightly: "Old monk, your luck is really not bad, now you have an epiphany? It's just that you are the enemy, so Youquan can't give up.
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With a flick of his snow-white and tender fingers, the solidified nine-curved Styx formation suddenly collapsed. The lifeless river suddenly turned into a mighty and raging black dragon. The completely opposite artistic conception of the way of heaven immediately pulled the Buddha out of trouble.
In his state of mind, the light in his eyes was confused, the aura in his body suddenly became mixed, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.
The River Styx condensed again, and then collapsed again. The Youquan continued to transform the breath of the River Styx, and gradually black ice, sky thunder, ghost demons, ghost fires, and various heavenly artistic conceptions were integrated into the River Styx. **
The law of heaven impacted the mind of Buddha Du'e, making his face become more and more ugly, and he vomited more and more blood.
In the Xiantian Xuanyin bottle, countless heavenly soldiers and generals came out one after another. Countless heavenly and earthly nets were set up by these heavenly soldiers and generals. The void was imprisoned and the chaos was compressed. The body of the Buddha was trembling in waves, and his heart was filled with trillions in an instant.
This thought was also imprisoned by the dragnet and unable to move.
A purple thunder tower with a height of thirty-three layers slowly appeared above the head of the Buddha. On each floor of the thunder tower, there were tens of thousands of peak golden immortals sitting there under the leadership of three Taoists who majored in the Thunder Avenue. Accompanied by a long
With the sound of spells, the layers of thunder towers kept lighting up, and the terrifying power of thunder was brewing in the thunder towers.
Before the Buddha of Du'e could free himself from the suppression of his mind by the dragnet, a wild thunder dragon that was thousands of miles long struck from his head.
On a normal day, any thunder attack would be wiped out by the Buddha with just a thought. But now his mind is compressed by the heavenly net, and he is facing Youquan's strange heavenly attack. He has no time to deal with it.
of thunder.
The terrifying thunder dragon struck on the head of Buddha Du'e. Buddha's cultivation was almost indestructible, but his golden body's defense power still had a limit. The lightning shattered his skin and invaded.
His body was shattered, turning into countless sharp knives of lightning that bit and destroyed his body wantonly.
The Buddha of Due let out a low cry in pain, but soon he was unable to even shout. The formation of trillions of heavenly soldiers and generals was no longer a terror that human beings could withstand. Perhaps,
Only the true controller of heaven can resist this level of suppression, but it is obvious that the current Buddha is not able to do this.
Daozu Kongmiao's face became increasingly weird. He stared blankly at the Heavenly and Earthly Net formation controlled by Youquan, and at the thirty-three-layer Sky Thunder Tower that was obviously condensed with supreme magic power.
"How did they do it?" Daozu Kongmiao murmured to himself: "Even our disciples, even if they are bound by sect rules and precepts, they can't act with such strict discipline like the army in the secular world.
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"Trillions of immortals are integrated into one body, and the techniques they practice all come from the same lineage. Even the fluctuations in the mana they practice are not different. How do they do this? Use immortals to form such a huge army.
,this……"
Daozu Kongmiao was also confused. The existence of these heavenly soldiers and generals completely overturned some of his common sense.
Every major sect and family in the Holy Spirit Realm has an armed force similar to a private army; within the sect, this armed force may be called a law enforcement team, and among big families, this armed force may be called a law enforcement team.
Just call it 'a certain army'!
But what a cultivator values is to be unrestrained and carefree. Even if it is a law enforcement team or a private army, their members usually close the door and focus on their own practice, and occasionally conduct some small-scale war drills. This is very important.
They are elite. And whether it is a law enforcement team or a private army, everyone has different spiritual endowments, everyone practices different techniques, and in the end, the magical powers and secrets that everyone develops are naturally different.
But these heavenly soldiers and generals act like one person, and their mana fluctuations also come from the same lineage. It is obvious that they all practice the same technique, and even the mana fluctuations they produce are not different.
Such an army composed of immortals... Even the sect established by the Six Buddhas and Six Paths cannot have such terrifying power.
Even the Soul Master doesn't have the ability to create such a terrifying army.
Kongmiao Taoist Ancestor was completely confused. He looked at Yin Xuege in confusion. Why could he not even understand Yin Xuuge, the 'fellow Taoist' who he once treated as a pawn, and his fate and encounters?
There is an extremely terrifying and mysterious power in Yin Xuege. This power actually withstood the innate magical power of Daozu Kongmiao. With his innate divine power to control time and space, he was actually unable to sense any possibility in Yin Xuege.
future, let alone his past.
"It shouldn't be!" Daozu Kongmiao sighed in confusion.
In the Netherworld Ten Thousand Demonic Array, Zen Master Jing Nian and Shi Nan Buddha had no time to even roar and grieve. Rahu used a large array to gather the power of hundreds of millions of demon gods to strengthen himself, and actually forcibly raised his power to two levels.
The Great Buddha is of a very high level.
Holding an innate spiritual treasure 'Lexiue Shen Slaying Knife' that is full of ghosts and evil spirits. On top of his head is an innate treasure 'The True Demon Map of the Netherworld' that encompasses all things and is composed of numerous demonic illusions. Luo Hu's Jie Jie
With a strange smile, he led hundreds of millions of subordinates and beat the two Buddhas until they were gasping for breath. In just a quarter of an hour, the two Buddhas had taken several elixirs to replenish their magic power.
"Why bother struggling? For you old monks, death is liberation!" Luo Hu slashed hard, hitting the two Buddhas with golden light all over their bodies, and laughed sharply: "It's good to be freed, it's wonderful to be freed, it's free."
No worries. You have been a monk in your life and have never touched a woman, right? Hurry up and reincarnate, I will help you choose a good family to reincarnate in. In your next life, you will be a dandy, flirt with the little maids, and steal a few common girls. How happy will it be?
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These unorthodox words were uttered by Rahu using his supreme magic power. The strange shouts shook the bodies of the two Buddhas back and forth, and their hearts were disturbed.
Yin Xuuge looked at Taoist Kongmiao: "Fellow Taoist, I have repaid my kindness in the past. But, how much more do you need from me to help you, Taoist friend?"
Pointing to the Bodhi Buddha and the King of Sadness and Joy, Yin Xuege sneered and said: "How about we join forces and clean them up?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
ps: I woke up early in the morning and haven’t eaten yet, so I’ll finish a chapter first. I’ll be taken to a meeting in the afternoon and have to go to the city. If everything goes well, I’ll be able to leave the meeting and go home around four o’clock. It happens to be the rush hour after work. , I was stuck on the road for forty minutes, and I should be home at around six or almost seven o'clock. Crying, I will try my best to write another chapter and update it after dinner!