The giant mountain god never thought that he would be plotted by Lin Huang.
The chants of the gods of the Evil Moon God Clan can destroy the souls of living beings, and even the average godly realm powerhouses would not dare to treat them lightly.
But……
A human ant actually took this opportunity to inflict serious injuries on himself.
At this moment, the blood flowing from the eyes of the giant mountain god was like two bloody waterfalls, hanging from a height of ten thousand feet, which was extremely spectacular.
On the other side, the forest stands quietly in the void, surrounded by ancient Buddha light!
And behind him, there is a Buddha statue ten thousand feet high.
The Buddha statue had his hands clasped together, his eyebrows were lowered, and his face was filled with compassion. As he whispered softly, ancient Zen chants resounded throughout the world.
Previously, it was this Buddhist Zen chant that was so powerful that it blocked the pressure and soul attacks of the evil gods.
"This kid..."
In the darkness, Huangfu Tianxia looked at the Buddha statue behind Lin Huang, with a helpless smile on his face.
Buddhism.
It can also be said to be the path of compassion.
It may also be the crossing of Hua Dao.
I just don’t know which direction Lin Huang is taking this practice.
but……
This is the sixth path besides the five paths of Linhuang.
Born in the six realms.
To be precise, the Linhuang Avenue has not yet transformed into a realm, so it should be born in the Six Paths.
roar……
In the void, the giant mountain god roared with filial piety, filling the sky with rage.
He was actually tricked by a human emperor.
Just like the blood shadow god.
But...how could that trashy blood shadow god be on par with me? He was worthy, too?
In an instant, the body of the giant mountain god suddenly expanded and regained its height of 100,000 feet. As he waved his hand, the sculptures of the gods scattered in all directions emitted dazzling light.
Terrifying auras condensed from the bodies of those sculptures, making it difficult for the Heavenly Lords in this world to withstand the pressure.
Lin Huang frowned slightly. Among the several statues, it seemed that each of the statues was gestating a terrifying power.
And they are all different.
For a moment, Lin Huang only felt the breath of death piercing his whole body.
The wrath of the gods should not be underestimated.
What's more, it is the power of the statues left by several gods. If it breaks out in an instant, it will be unbearable.
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, the statue behind Lin Huang had his own thoughts. He put his hands together and spoke, and his voice swept the world.
Lin Huang turned around and stared at the Buddha's body curiously.
The Buddha's body originated from the relics of the Buddha and God in his body, which were recited by thousands of Buddhas in the Buddha's kingdom for three years, and he transformed them into spiritual beings.
Therefore, the Buddha body is also another dimension of him.
"Donor... there is no limit to the sea of suffering, but we will find a safe haven when we turn around!"
When the Buddha spoke a word, Lin Huang was immediately disappointed. What he said was no different from the bald donkey monk in a small temple in the Eastern Spirit Realm.
However!
When the words fell, all the great masters in the void fell into a state of ignorance and confusion.
Even the auras in the statues of the gods were temporarily stagnant.
"All living beings are equal, even those who kill are equal, and those who do not kill are also equal. Even if the benefactor stands tall and upright, he can shake the world of mankind for eternity. But he is still equal to all living beings!"
When the Buddha's body opened its mouth, the light all over its body surged, illuminating the world, and it actually looked like it could compete with the blood moon in the sky.
but……
Before the Buddha's third sentence could be spoken, the giant mountain god broke free from the only trace of spiritual fetters and took the lead in killing the Buddha.
The giant mountain god felt a little uneasy in his heart. What kind of thing was this? It actually shook his Taoist heart. He had to kill it first.
Under the sky, the Buddha's body and eyes are filled with compassion, and he holds the flowers and smiles:
"The sea of suffering has no limit..."
The next moment, the giant mountain god came to the Buddha and punched him.
However……
Jushan's fist was barely ten inches away from the Buddha's body.
The giant mountain god frowned, charged forward again, and punched him again.
However.
One punch to kill, still missing by ten centimeters.
The fist, which was like a city, was right in front of the Buddha's body, but he did not move at all, which made Lin Huang extremely impressed.
"Since the benefactor is unwilling to look back in the sea of misery, the poor monk has no choice but to let the benefactor sink in the sea of misery!"
Before he finished speaking, the Buddha's body was gently pushed out with a palm.
In an instant, the entire sea of suffering appeared. It was the past of the giant mountain god. The long river of time formed bit by bit turned into the sea of suffering, just like thousands of sinking hands, tightly grabbing the giant mountain god.
That was the will of the giant mountain god, and he could not escape!
"Everything in the world has cause and effect. If the benefactor has the effect of being a god today, then he has the cause of being a god yesterday. This vast sea of suffering is not the work of the poor monk, but the past of the benefactor. Therefore, it is not the poor monk who traps the benefactor.
But the donor himself!”
The Buddha's body in Linhuang spoke calmly, like an old magic stick.
roar……
The giant mountain gods roared and struggled in the sea of suffering.
In just a few breaths, countless cracks appeared in the sea of suffering formed by the past experiences of the giant mountain gods.
After all...the realms are too different.
It is possible for the giant mountain gods to break through the sea of suffering with their brute force.
"The sea of suffering is so vast that I don't know how to look back! If you are so obsessed, your inner demons will arise, and you will fall into the endless hell... Amitabha!"
As soon as the Buddha finished speaking, countless demonic roars rang out from the sea of suffering.
The inner demons transformed into forms, like evil ghosts in thousands of hells, and rushed towards the giant mountain gods...
“The donor’s inner demons are so great that he still wants to look back!”
Buddha body Lin Huang once again admonished.
In the void, Lin Huang looked at the scene in front of him and sighed in his heart. He thought the Buddha's body was more of a support, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.
However, neither he nor Wang Ba Sha Shen Dao stepped into the sea of suffering to suppress the giant mountain gods.
Because, it is very likely that Lin Huang will form his own sea of suffering the moment he steps in.
The Buddha's body has its own consciousness, and it may even transform itself accidentally.
In the sea of suffering, the giant mountain god is still struggling, but in the state of the sea of suffering blessed by the inner demons of the Infinite Hell, he feels like he is stuck in the mud.
after all……
What trapped him was not the wilderness of Buddha's body, but his own past.
"Wow wow..."
Suddenly, the giant mountain god looked up to the sky and roared, looking particularly angry and aggrieved.
Lin Huang's expression suddenly changed.
Wang Ba killed the Shinto body and quickly returned to guard the void. They all looked up at the sky with solemn expressions.
The next moment...
Two figures appeared calmly in the void.
Very peaceful.
Even quietly.
However, this is what is terrifying, because their existence is completely beyond Lin Huang's perception.
Lin Huang narrowed his eyes. Among the figures above the vast blood cloud, there was a figure that looked like a snow-white evil ghost. The figure was no bigger than a human being.
The other one was covered in blood that was indescribable. He had the body of an ape, the head of a wolf, eight arms, nine tails on his back, and dense blood eyes on his chest.
The moment the two figures appeared, the entire evil tribe's powerful men began to kneel down, and the sound of worship was as loud as the waves crashing on the shore.
Lin Huang tightened the knife in his hand, and the blood boiled in his heart.