"Boom," at the same time that Jian Wuqi and Chi Fei were fighting, a loud noise resounded in the southern part of the Underworld Sea.
"Huhu," Huang San's pitch-black figure flew upside down for an unknown distance above the pitch-black ghost soil.
"Oh? The Buddha's Kingdom in the palm of your hand is really good."
"Bo Bo," Huang San's pair of big feet stepped on the endless ghost energy, looked at the Wonderful Sound Buddha, and let out endless admiration.
"Put down the butcher's knife..." The wonderful voice prevailed over the Buddha, and endless Buddha light emerged from the huge golden body, once again approaching Huang San to persuade him.
"Put down your butcher knife and become a lackey like Emperor Shitian?" Huang San snorted coldly, and the dark demonic flames now burned towards the Wonderful Sound Buddha.
"Boom, boom, boom," in the void, the endless ghost energy was burned away, turning into spaces that seemed to be filled with demons.
Poisonous gas, corpse gas, and resentful gas suddenly appeared in the void and floated towards the Wonderful Sound Buddha.
"Amitabha," the wonderful sound prevailed over the Buddha, and he shouted the name of the Buddha.
Among the Buddha's names, there seemed to be endless living beings, all reciting the Diamond Sutra sincerely.
"I have heard that at one time, the Buddha was in the Solitary Garden of Solitary Trees in the Kingdom of Savatthi, together with a group of 1,250 great bhikkhus..."
The sound of Buddha's voice seems to be the melodious singing of an oriole. It is also like the white sacred lotus in the dragon pond blowing by the breeze. In the melodiousness, it is holy and dignified.
Regardless of whether the Diamond Sutra is quietly suppressing Huang San's spiritual world, just listening to this touching Buddhist sutra can make people intoxicated.
Huang Sanyi couldn't tell for a moment whether he was singing the wonderful sound of the Buddha, or whether the endless beings in the Buddha's land in his palm were singing.
But the Buddha's voice was indeed powerful, and it actually drove away all kinds of poisonous and corpse gas in the demonized void of Huang San.
Not only that, Huang San's eyes became slightly confused.
"Peel, peel, peel," streaks of demonic flames corroded and burned around the huge golden body. It made bursts of strange noises, but the sound was so wonderful that it was no big deal.
"I once knew a beautiful bhikshuni. She was beautiful and kind-hearted. She once rescued Senior Brother Xin. Although she looks very similar to you, she is really not as annoying as you!"
Suddenly, Huang San, with blurred eyes, shouted loudly.
"Voice of the devil!"
"Boom, boom, boom," visions of the world suddenly appeared behind Huang San's body.
In this dark world, endless dark creatures are dormant and worshiping Huang San.
There are cat people, fly people, zombies, two-headed demons, little devils, bone dragons, skeletons, death knights, dark bats, etc.
The endless dark creatures all made pious sounds from their mouths. These sounds were like the buzzing of flies, spreading around.
Sound waves visible to the naked eye spread around.
This kind of sound is exactly the opposite of the beautiful voice of the Wonderful Sound Buddha. Infinite irritability and boredom emerge from the Wonderful Sound Buddha and the creatures in the Buddha's kingdom. In an instant, the divine light containing the Buddha's sound gradually becomes.
"Amitabha, you are indeed a devil!"
The wonderful sound surpassed that of the Buddha. He frowned and saw clearly with a pair of Buddha eyes.
Huang San's demonic voice is not as simple as making people irritated. It has the energy to infinitely expand the negativity in the heart.
In an instant, he already wanted to kill Huang San countless times. It was obvious that this was not normal at all.
Not only that, many of the creatures in the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of my hand, even those who were meditating, were in agony, covering their ears with their hands, and rolling around in pain.
Rays of tempting light shrouded the bodies of these creatures, and the wonderful sound made the Buddha's heart sink slightly.
It seems that using the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand to deal with Huang San is indeed not a good idea.
But Miao Yin Sheng Buddha doesn't understand why Huang San's demonic voice and light of temptation are so powerful? Is it a matter of realm? Origin realm?
Thinking of this, the wonderful sound is better than the Buddha, and my heart is already filled with chills!
"Relics, all dharmas are empty. They are neither born nor destroyed, nor dirty nor pure, nor increase nor decrease. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no feelings, thoughts or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance and touch.
No vision, even the unconscious world..."
The wonderful sound surpassed the Buddha, and he was shocked in his heart. He hurriedly recited the "Heart Sutra" to suppress Huang San's demonic voice.
In an instant, the five senses are closed.
Huang San smiled coldly and said: "Thanks for being the Buddha, don't you know that closing the five senses is not enough. The voice of the devil does not come from the outside world, but from your heart. Your "Heart Sutra" is Bai Tanyan's
Got it!"
"Huh," Huang San was no longer polite. On his body, he carried the light of faith in the endless dark world. At his feet, a huge bone dragon spread its wings and flew high. The huge death scythe suddenly struck towards the Wonderful Sound Buddha.
"Demon Lord, what you said is absolutely true!"
"Om mani padme hum...," the wonderful sound surpassed the Buddha, and he shouted loudly, and he hurriedly used the six-character mantra to get rid of the demonic voices in his heart and in many living beings.
Not only that, the Buddha's light was rippling, and the Buddha's kingdom in his palm was quickly taken back.
"Peel, peel, peel," the sound of the huge golden body burning with demonic flames could be heard endlessly. The wonderful sound surpassed that of the Buddha, and he let out a roar.
"Even if you are in the Origin Realm, Japan Buddha will suppress you today!"
"Boom," the wonderful sound beats the Buddha, and he waves his ten arms and strikes towards Huang San like a punch that shatters the void.
Huang San looked at these ten arms, which were endless, like a golden river flowing in, and he was suddenly shocked.
"Cut, chop, chop," in an instant, Huang San slashed the huge death sickle on the bone dragon's body countless times.
"Boom, boom, boom," streaks of golden Buddha light and patches of black demonic energy turned the southern part of the Sea of Hell into black and gold. Even the rough gray Sea of Hell disappeared.
"Huh," a black figure, carrying the endless world of darkness on its back, was shot flying into the golden and black sky.
"Pfft," a spurt of blood spurted out. Huang San looked at Miaoyin Shengfo with some depression. This guy's arms were indeed too many!
"Devil Lord, this Buddha will give you one more chance..." The wonderful voice of the Buddha penetrated the divine light and resounded in the southern part of the Hades Sea.
"Your mother." Huang San sent a cordial greeting to the Wonderful Sound Buddha in the golden light.
"Gah," there was a loud sound, and the divine seal of the death scythe on Huang San's forehead slowly rotated.
Whoosh, whoosh, the golden light on the body of Miaoyin Buddha suddenly turned into Huang San's death aura.
In the endless aura of death, countless dark bats emerged. Dark bats.
The dark bat, flying very fast, flew to the side of the huge golden body of Miaoyin Sheng Buddha in an instant, and suddenly transformed into a yellow three, holding a huge death scythe, and chopped it down fiercely.
"Huhuhu," the golden light sounded louder than the Buddha, and ten arms swung down a line of defense with golden light, but it did not stop Huang San's death sickle.
"Dang, dang, dang," endless sparks burst out on the golden body of the Wonderful Sound Buddha.
Huang Sanyi was stunned and said speechlessly: "Such a hard turtle shell?"
"Huhu," the white rosette of the Wonderful Sound Buddha slowly rotated, bursting out endless divine light, purifying Huang San's death breath.
"The Demon Lord..."
Just as Miaoyin Shengfo was about to speak, he was suddenly startled. His huge body hurriedly turned to one side and he swallowed the second half of his sentence.
"Huh," a golden figure, carrying extremely huge power, crashed from the northern part of the Underworld Sea.
The speed was extremely fast, as if the body was blasted away by someone with supreme magic power, and with the endless divine power of origin, it steadily crashed into the huge body of the Wonderful Sound Buddha.
Huang San, who was standing by, saw everything clearly, felt happy in his heart, and reacted extremely quickly.
"Devil Faith—Come Cage!"
"Boom," in an instant, the endless power of demonic faith turned into a huge cage, suppressing Miao Yin Sheng Buddha in place.
"Dong," a melodious sound like an ancient bell sounded in the path of reincarnation, resounding through several ghosts.
"Ka ka ka," Miao Yin Sheng Buddha's body slowly appeared faint cracks.
"Chief of the Golden Wings Tribe? Aren't you dead?" Miaoyin Shengfo felt pain all over his body and his golden body cracked. He looked at this figure. This figure was the old patriarch of the Eight Golden Wings that he was familiar with.
"Zizzizi," streaks of golden light circulated on the patriarch's body, and the wonderful sound was louder than the Buddha, and he was suddenly frightened.
"This. Is this the reincarnation power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
"Boom," the words of Miaoyin Shengfo just finished speaking, and the endless ghost soil was suddenly uprooted, like a huge mushroom cloud, blooming among the eastern ghosts.
"Dang, dang, dang," the pieces of the golden body of the Miaoyin Sheng Buddha collapsed in all directions. Huang San didn't notice for a moment, and the demon's armor was smashed to pieces in an instant, and his body flew for an unknown number of miles!
A golden soul suddenly rose from the ghosts in the east.
Thunder God Thor, in the broken body of Garuda, had a cold look in his eyes: "Miaoyin Buddha, where can you escape?"
"Whoosh, whoosh," streaks of golden flying knife-like feathers flew into the void. These feathers actually carried endless white lightning.
"Boom, boom, boom," a roaring explosion sounded in the void again, and the golden soul was cut into half.