While his thoughts were turning, the old monk was unwilling to be captured, and a mysterious light suddenly shone on his forehead.
The secret mantra cassock he was wearing was resplendent with Buddhist inscriptions and emitted the mighty sound of the Buddha. The sound shook the sea, huge waves surged over and over, and the sky at the first level of the Chaos Realm trembled.
"Even though you are imprisoned, do you still want to break free?" Zhu Jiu's voice was plain. He was in the cave, fighting with the old monk from a distance, and his voice was pushed here through the passage, spreading throughout the world, full of mist.
In the void, a big hand with the word 'pressing' was grasping down in surprise, trying to kill the old monk and the revived Buddha on the bell.
The old monk remained silent, the light from his cassocks shone brightly around him, and the Buddha's voice became more and more magnificent.
‘Chi’
Suddenly, a Buddhist talisman broke away from the cassock, and the holy light spread like the sun, tearing the void to pieces. In a sudden change, it escaped from the blockade of the prison with the word "forbidden" and shot straight into the sky.
"As an outsider, you have shown your magical power here, and your magic power is so powerful that it has exceeded a certain critical point in the first level of chaos. Even if the poor monk is defeated, he can pull the rules of the world to restrict you." The old monk's voice was calm.
, no disturbance.
Before his voice fell, thunder suddenly erupted in the sky above, lightning flashed like a dragon, and light flickered.
The old monk uses the secret power of the Buddhist talisman to bring down the killing thunder and compete with the speller of the word "press" to fight for the last glimmer of life.
The magical power of summoning the thunder of the chaotic world is the same as the powerful series, and the power of heaven and earth is used to fight. And because Zhu Jiu himself is not a creature of the chaotic world, the thunder and lightning that will fall will become more powerful and killing.
All things.
"Before the calamity thunder falls, it is always enough to kill you." Zhu Jiu whispered.
'boom'
The word "press" uses the hand to hold hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers, as unstoppable as the power of heaven, pressing down at an extraordinary speed, and making loud sounds.
"Click"
Detained in the "forbidden" prison, the Buddha on the bell was almost unable to move. His body was immediately shattered and then disintegrated, but there was no blood flowing out of his body. After being killed, his whole body turned into a stream of dark golden symbols.
The text was absorbed and absorbed by the old monk on the side whose forehead glowed.
At the same time, the old monk offered sacrifices to the ancient bell that was always hanging behind his head to protect himself.
On the ancient bronze bell, a sky-shattering brilliance suddenly bloomed. Thousands of Buddhist inscriptions flickered, separated from the bell body one after another, and connected with each other, turning into a virtual image of the ancient Buddha. The holy light all over the body collided with the "pressing" hand.
'Boom...click...'
The ancient bell originally had slight cracks. At the same time, it was shaken by hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers with the Chinese character "pressure". The cracks expanded and eventually broke into pieces. The ancient Buddha shown in the bell body was then broken into light streams.
The ancient bell is the sacrifice of the old monk's hard work. Once it breaks, the old monk's whole body will decay and be filled with rotten air, as if he is about to die, and there will be a crack in his forehead bone.
But he used the supreme power of Buddha, and the secret mantra cassock shone for hundreds of miles. He chanted a Buddhist verse, and the fragments of the bell were collected by the old monk, gathered on his forehead, repaired the cracks, and turned into an ancient bell-shaped pattern.
The light color is copper-yellow, just like the heavenly eye in the Buddhist six senses.
‘Bah’
The thunder of the principles in the sky finally descended, shining brightly, striking the magic hand with the word "press", but it was grabbed by the magic hand, like an electric dragon being held.
The divine power of the word "forbidden" on the hand of the magician flourished, completely absorbing, sealing, and destroying this silver lightning that was as thin as a bucket and a hundred feet long.
Taking this opportunity, the old monk chanted in a high-pitched voice and recited the secret mantra of the Great Vajra to Conquer Demons and Take Refuge to bless his body.
It was as if a Vajra Buddha was reviving in the old monk's body. He was infused with surging secret power, and his body suddenly swelled and transformed into the appearance of a ten-foot Vajra Buddha. The Buddha's light surged, and a virtual image of the Buddha's kingdom appeared behind him.
In the Buddhist Kingdom, in an ancient lecture hall, thousands of Buddhas sit cross-legged on the ground, their bodies glowing with immeasurable light, chanting in unison. With every syllable uttered, a Buddhist symbol is born, and countless Buddhist symbols are connected to form a sea of suffering.
The bridge on the other side is bright and bright, and the holy flowers of Buddha's power are scattered in the sky, falling on the light bridge on the other side.
‘唰’
A ray of light appeared on the bridge on the other side, falling at the feet of the old monk.
The Buddha's power flickers, the light bridge expands and contracts, shifts time and space, and returns from reality to emptiness. The old monk's body disappears directly from the prison of the word "forbidden" and breaks free from the constraints.
With the bridge of light on the other side carrying it, the old monk walked as if he was stepping on a rainbow, and he was already high in the sky again. He did not stop, and the light on the bridge on the other side stretched all the way to the sky, heading straight towards the top wall of the sky.
"The poor monk is no match for you at this moment, but our Great Fierce Zen Temple has been passed down forever. The poor monk will go to the second floor of the Chaos Realm to practice the art of sealing demons. Once he succeeds, he will come back to suppress the demons."
The old monk, with his blood-red robes fluttering and his huge Vajra Dharmakaya standing on the Buddha bridge, seems to be standing on the other side of time and space. His figure is hazy, surrounded by Buddhist charm, moving and changing, approaching the sky wall at an extremely fast speed.
However, the "pressing" hand was fighting against the thunder and lightning falling from the sky one after another, and was unable to block it. Therefore, the old monk's sleeves were wide and flying, and he looked very calm.
"How can it be so easy to take your life from Zhu?" Zhu Jiu's voice was faint, mixed with a hint of coldness.
‘咻~~~’
The red flame arrow spear issued by the knight disappeared into the void after the old monk was sealed in the cage with the word "forbidden".
At this moment, this murderous arrow suddenly shot out of the air around the old monk, splitting into thousands of arrow shadows, and shuttled back and forth at an extraordinary speed, like a chain of red clouds. It was not intended to attack the enemy, but it intertwined the high-altitude inextricably.
Ventilation will prevent the old monk from leaving quickly.
The old monk stood on the bridge on the other side. The Vajra Dharmakaya glared angrily like a copper bell. He yelled loudly and stretched out his hand to stir it. The Buddha's civilization was extinguished in his palm.
‘噌噌噌~~~’
The two collided, sparks stirred, and the network of arrow light locking the sky was separated. The old monk's figure rose sharply, reaching a height where he could reach out and touch the sky.
The Buddhist inscriptions on his cassock flickered, and suddenly there was a deafening boom in the sky, casting an ancient and thick door of images, which opened to the old monk.
However, just as the old monk was pushing through the bridge on the other side, his body was about to enter the gate.
He suddenly felt that death was imminent, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He looked from the sky to the sea below.
Where the sea and the sky meet, there is a golden light soaring into the sky. A majestic giant, as firm as a mountain, stands on a mythical ancient car, its wheels galloping, paving a road of light on the sea, approaching at high speed.
The golden glow all over the giant's body was as bright as the sun surrounding its body.
When the old monk turned to look around, the giant erupted and screamed at the sky. A golden spear formed in his hand, which was bright and dazzling. He raised it diagonally over his shoulder and threw it out.
This spear dragged a long golden phantom, like a bolt of lightning, breaking away from the constraints of time and space, flying from the giant's hand at extremely fast speed, and appeared in front of the old monk in the blink of an eye.
'Boom'
The old monk stepped on the light bridge on the other side, and behind him the virtual image of the ancient sermon site where thousands of Buddhas chanted in unison was instantly shattered into pieces by the golden war spear. Then, the holy cassock on the old monk's body also disintegrated, and half of his body was blown open, and his bones
The skin was broken, and blood surged like a spring, falling in the air.
With just one blow, the old monk was about to die, but he hurriedly, stumbled, and finally forced his way into the door of the sky image.
At the same moment when the old monk squeezed into the realm gate, something happened again in the void. Silently, a ferocious bone claw was waved out like a ghost, blocking the old monk at the last moment. With one claw, the old monk was exploded by the golden war spear.
Scattered, half of the body was severely injured, and one arm was torn off by a big claw.
At this point, the old monk fell into the image door that entered the second level of chaos. He did not know whether he was alive or dead. Then the door of the next world closed and he disappeared.
The last big claw is the setting sun disappearing into the void and rushing to attack like a ghost.
At this time, on the sea below, Zhu Jiu's "press" hand and the knight's phoenix flame arrows have been retracted, and the tribulation thunder and lightning in the sky have lost their target and gradually dissipated.
The sea area here slowly returned to calm, the waves on the sea surface were gentle, the breeze was gentle, and seabirds were gliding in the distance with a leisurely attitude.
Afterwards, Sunset and the Golden Giant received Zhu Jiu's orders one after another and left at an extremely fast speed, heading towards the island where the Daji Temple was located.
The ferocious skeletal body of the setting sun fell from the sky, with faint blue soul flames, standing on the Nine Beast Ancient Car, side by side with the giant.
The chariots are hunting, the light is spreading, and then they go quickly.
'Boom'
On the sea, huge waves suddenly rise, rolling over the sky wall, reaching a height of one hundred feet, as if a giant tidal flower is blooming in the sea. It is extremely breathtaking, but it is the ancient chariot of a golden giant. As it gallops, nine beasts pull it
One, manipulating the waves, hunting the ferocious beasts hiding under the deep sea and devouring their energy.
The next moment, a bright symbol on the ancient car turned into a golden chain and penetrated into the deep sea like a bolt of lightning.
‘Wow~~~’
The water waves rolled up layer by layer, and down to the depths of the sea, a huge beast, shaped like an old turtle, with a beard like a blue dragon, opened and closed its eyes, roared and struggled, was restrained by a golden chain, and was dragged out, screaming.
, and was eventually swallowed by the nine beasts in front of the car.
The ancient car galloped wildly, and in the sea area it passed through, countless sea beasts were crushed by the power of the ancient car that split the sky and the earth. They were shaken to death. Their corpses were eaten by several hazy beasts of light in front of the car. Their bodies seemed to be in the car.
Gradually it becomes clear.
There was a thunderstorm all the way, crushing the sea, and the golden glow was like a waterfall. The reflected sea surface was filled with golden waves, and the waves were colorful and crystal clear. The island where the Daji Temple was quickly pulled closer.
Everything on the island is silent, and the Daji Temple is located in the center. The ink tiles are bright and the red bricks are red and bloody.
(Winter wind, like and thank you. The next chapter will be around two or three o'clock in the morning.)
