Using imperial martial arts to refine yin and yang to control the innate divine fetus, Yang Fan's power was extremely violent. In a close combat fight, Maitreya Buddha had no power to parry.
Boom boom boom!
Yang Fan's body is filled with an almost invincible aura, fierce and violent, and even has the terrifying smell of the Xuantian realm overwhelming the Xuantian, irresistible and invincible!
"ah!"
Maitreya Buddha was continuously photographed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. His six-foot-long golden body was completely broken, and the red-gold color of his whole body completely faded, and he turned into a physical body again!
Thump thump thump.
He kept retreating and was extremely embarrassed!
"My Lord will come..."
However, Maitreya Buddha would not give up so easily, and was still desperately exerting his authority and power. However, the next second, Yang Fan had already shot forward like a drawn bow.
Yin and Yang merged into one, and the sun and moon merged to form a terrifying giant hand that slapped down on the head of Maitreya Buddha!
"The future? If you can't even save your life now, how can you talk about the future?"
Snap!
This terrifying giant hand slapped the Maitreya Buddha's head hard, and the Buddha's head exploded due to the terrifying power contained in Yang Fan's palm!
However, the terrifying vitality in Maitreya Buddha's body still supports him to continue fighting.
"Ancestor, I haven't been defeated yet! I haven't been defeated... Ancestor, I haven't led the demon clan to a new bright future. How can I die, how can I die! Ahhhh!"
Many thoughts in Maitreya Buddha's soul vibrated together, and the unwilling thoughts had a strong contagious power.
However, Yang Fan's heart was as cold as iron, and his eyes were always cold. He still violently used terrifying power to suppress the opponent's body: "It's useless if you don't admit it! Defeat is defeat! Accept the reality!"
"I have long said that if you refuse to leave the Qing Dynasty, then the Qing Dynasty will be your burial place!"
"Now, rest in peace!"
boom!
Finally, with Yang Fan's continuous bombardment, Maitreya Buddha's headless body finally lost its resistance and rolled and fell on the ground like a rag bag.
Maitreya Buddha held up his arms and tried to stand up, but in the end he failed to raise his body. He heard a bang and his body fell heavily to the ground.
"The future... Ancestor, I don't see the future I want after all..."
As the thought collapsed, the corpse finally became motionless.
However, unlike ordinary demons, the opponent's body did not reveal its original shape and was still in the state of a Buddha's body.
Tap tap tap.
Following the sound of footsteps, Yang Fan landed in front of the opponent's body. Looking at the body of Maitreya Buddha, he turned his hand and cast down the magical power of mending the sky.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust... I will give the monsters a bright future, and that is...surrender!"
"If you don't surrender, you will die!"
The colorful light behind him dispersed, and Yang Fan turned around and left.
And after he left, the huge Leiyin Temple was instantly reduced to ruins!
"well."
A faint sigh suddenly sounded in the ruins.
A figure wearing blue monk robes appeared in Maitreya Buddha, no, it should be the place where the Huangmei Ancestor's body disappeared. There seemed to be faint colorful light spots remaining in the air.
"Yellow eyebrows..."
The figure looked at the dissipated colorful light spots with a slightly complicated expression.
Buzz!
He flicked his sleeves violently, and the scattered light spots here reunited and took shape, vaguely resembling the appearance of Maitreya Buddha.
At this moment, Maitreya Buddha smiled at the figure in blue monk clothes.
"Come back!"
The figure in blue monk clothes spreads his arms.
However, at this moment, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes suddenly appeared behind the illusory Maitreya Buddha and looked at the figure in blue monk clothes.
"In the future, everyone who sees Maitreya Buddha will have a share. How about giving me a share of the future?"
Whoosh!
The whole scene went silent for an instant!
As the man in Taoist robes opened his mouth, he actually revealed the identity of the figure in blue monk robes. Yes, he was the real Maitreya who had been replaced by Maitreya Buddha, no, the Yellow-browed Ancestor!
The future Maitreya Buddha!
At this moment, the future Maitreya Buddha looked at the man in Taoist robes coldly and said: "Fellow Taoist Yingtian, I didn't expect that you would dare to fall into the Sun and Moon Heaven yourself. Are you really not afraid that Emperor Ming will regret it and leave you here?"
"Because I believe that Emperor Ming will not do this."
Yingtian Daozu said calmly, "In the future, Maitreya Buddha, please don't change the subject! The so-called person who sees it has a share. In your Buddhist terms, this thing is also destined to me. How about giving me a share?"
"This future authority is my own authority. I am taking back what is my own!"
The future Maitreya Buddha had a cold expression and a low voice, "Previously, fellow Taoist Master Tianshi had set up the Shenglong Festival to plot against fellow Taoists. For fellow Taoists, I sacrificed the body of Nurhachi to help fellow Taoists! Fellow Taoist Yingtian,
Now you are worrying about my things, are you trying to force me to die..."
"Although I have fallen from the position of Changhe, I am not that easy to bully!"
As he spoke, his body was dimly covered with a faint golden light, and a vague and inexplicable power began to spread, and countless time and space scenes suddenly appeared in the world.
Compared with the previous application of the power of the future by the Yellow Eyebrow Patriarch, the future Maitreya Buddha is almost visible to the naked eye, and even an illusory long sword appears in the air above his head.
This is the sword of reality!
The future is both illusory and real. This sword has the terrifying power to cut off the future and kill it!
The future Maitreya Buddha said softly: "I know that you are determined to climb to the upper realm. This sword of mine may not be able to kill you, but it can cut off all your possibilities for advancement... Are you willing to give it a try?"
Daozu Yingtian's eyes fell on this virtual and real sword, and his pupils shrank slightly, clearly aware of the powerful power carried by the sword's edge. Obviously, there was some basis for the words of the future Maitreya Buddha.
He pondered for a moment, then finally took a step back and said: "It doesn't matter, it's not easy for my fellow Taoist to practice. He has been plotted to usurp power for a long time. Today, he finally got his power back. I really shouldn't take advantage of others' danger."
After a pause, he continued, "However, the power of the future will be very helpful to me. I will not fight for this right today, and I am willing to promise to help fellow Taoist another day. I only hope that fellow Taoist can use the power of the future to lead everyone."
Is it unknown whether all the subsequent fortunes of the Qing Dynasty will break out in this life?"
The future Maitreya Buddha took a deep look at Yingtian Daozu, and after a long time he said: "Yes!"
"I know that Taoist fellow Taoist will not refuse."
After discussing the matter, Daozu Yingtian finally showed a faint smile, "In that case, I won't disturb fellow Taoists!"
After saying that, he was about to leave, but was stopped by the future Maitreya Buddha.
"Um?"
Daozu Yingtian didn't know what the other party meant, so he couldn't help but look at him.
The future Maitreya Buddha said softly: "I have an interesting discovery here, which I may be able to tell my friends - there are strong Taoists who reappear in the world, shaking the future like butterflies flapping their wings. I advise my Taoist friends to climb to the upper realm as soon as possible if possible...