Yes, this voice sounds like an unruly tone, but then there is a long sigh, "It's so good..." There is a peaceful and nurturing meaning in it, and it immediately begins to soothe Bailang's soul.
The trauma he suffered - not to mention how much memory can come back and whether it will be messed up, at least the IQ will come back a lot. In fact, the memory can also come back, and Bailang's brain is not broken. At worst, if you think about it carefully, is it still possible?
"The voice behind is probably Tathagata," Bai Lang thought, "That voice in front?" Bai Lang really didn't know who it was, but it didn't stop him from crawling out of the blood pool and carefully walking along the golden avenue to the Great Thunder Sound Temple.
Walk in the direction.
The large number of monks, nuns, and monks who should have been here were all gone. However, Bailang became more and more frightened as he walked - the pressure above his head became heavier and heavier. He was struggling to move and all the joints in his body were being pressed. If he looked carefully,
He had only walked less than ten steps from the Nio Gate. "Am I already unable to move forward this far?" Bailang felt very powerless but had no choice.
The blood on his body had clotted, and blood clots would fall off his body whenever he moved. The blood clots sticking to his skin and clothes made Bai Lang feel quite uncomfortable. The most important thing was that the lion's blood was extremely hot, even if it formed blood clots.
It's the same. But this is still a physical feeling, and the clothes are fine. Logically speaking, if the clothes are hot, they will burn, right? But it doesn't happen now.
Even though the white waves wiped away the blood on the skin, the hot feeling still existed. There were frequent thunderstorms in the sky, but the Great Leiyin Temple seemed to have a barrier protecting the entire mountain gate, so the shock waves coming down from the sky were rarely direct.
The ones that broke through the barrier and hit the ground were still there, and almost all of them were full of violent power that Bai Lang was completely unfamiliar with. This kind of internal power was not within the scope of Bai Lang's knowledge at all.
Suddenly, a meteor fell from the sky, directly penetrating the barrier and hitting the ground. The golden floor tiles, which were originally extremely hard, were directly smashed into a huge crater. Bailang was directly thrown away by the shock wave.
, rolled back to the original position. When the dust settled, Bai Lang opened his eyes again and took a look, only to find that this seemed to be King Ming that he had seen in a temple or some painting.
"I don't know which Bodhisattva it is." Bai Lang muttered. He was not a Buddhist believer and couldn't tell the difference between the Ming Kings. Anyway, the guy in front of him was a green-faced, fanged, three-headed, six-armed guy wearing clothes that looked like human skin and decorated with skulls.
It's definitely Mingwang. Even though Bailang doesn't know much about Buddhism, he still knows that Mingwang is an aspect of Bodhisattva, especially he also knows about Fudo Mingwang and Peacock Mingwang...
The King Ming in front of him was quite miserable. His hands and feet were severed, and even his golden blood flowed all over the ground. However, his fierce power did not diminish, but he held his head high and roared at the sky. Meteors fell one after another, and the earth shook violently.
Craters appeared on the ground. They were all bright kings... none of them looked very good, but without exception their fighting spirit remained. Wild laughter came from the sky, "Haha
Hahahaha I'm not that weak monkey! Tathagata! Go to hell and die!"
"Who are you calling a weak monkey? Who are you calling?! Are you talking about your grandpa!" Another roar sounded, and the next moment there was a thud that shook all directions, and even the mountain-like Buddhist temple in front of me seemed to jump.
Jump.
Bai Lang naturally knew who this person who called himself Grandpa Sun was. He just liked being a grandpa fighting and defeating the Buddha. He was the idol of countless Chinese children. Of course, Bai Lang also liked his heroic spirit of fighting against heaven and earth. But against this great sage.
Who was he beating? He also told him to let Tathagata die. Bailang looked up, but he couldn't see the situation in the sky. But it seemed that he would know the situation soon, because the voice became lower and lower.
Recently, the problem is that Bailang can no longer withstand it.
The joints all over his body were rattling, and the broken bones were directly pressed out of position, causing him terrible pain. Bailang could only hide his body under the green lion hair that was lying on the ground and didn't know whether it was dead or not.
Below. This lion is so big that a few hairs hanging down are enough to hide Bailang's figure. Moreover, almost all the coercion exuded by the lion is used to fight against the power above. Bailang only needs to bear the natural power of the lion itself - anyway.
There are still several miles of land left, which can withstand it.
Along with the explosion, a bare foot stepped on the ground. It was a golden body of six feet. Bailang had seen this before - at the Nio Gate at the entrance of the temple. This was the Vajra Bodhisattva who guards the Dharma, and also
Known as the Renwang Arhat. When this Bodhisattva stepped on the ground, a strong force directly caused the ground to crack and sink with a "boom". Bailang could see that the Vajra Bodhisattva had his arms crossed above, which should be
Being beaten down.
It's just that this Vajra Bodhisattva is definitely a strong man among Buddhists. He blocked the blow and discharged most of the force to the ground. The subtlety of this force release was something Bailang knew he couldn't do. He was present.
The fighting skills of any of the Bodhisattva Mingwangs are not comparable to Bailang. Then another Vajra Bodhisattva was also knocked down, and they were all gathering momentum on the ground.
Until another meteor fell in the sky. The two Vajra Bodhisattvas and the Ming Kings who had recovered a little bit simultaneously sang angry Sanskrit chants - nothing more than "Ah, hum" and the like, and at the same time put their weapons in their hands.
Fighting with all their strength. The two Vajra Bodhisattvas even showed their iron fists and turned into flashes of light and rushed forward and blasted out. Bailang swallowed his saliva. For him, even if it was slightly touched, he would die without any body parts. The golden bell cover was just there.
It's nothing in the face of this kind of attack.
"Even if you refine the golden bell shield through ten levels, you will probably be dead! Twelve levels may not be able to survive a blow from any one of them." Bailang was secretly frightened, but he suppressed his fear and tried his best to move his body.
Then lie down.
There was a black stick of unknown length in the sky following the meteor downwards. It seemed to be chasing the meteor and trying to smash it. As a result, when the meteor hit the ground, all the attacks also arrived - the tacit understanding of the cooperation was exquisite.
It fully demonstrated the superb martial arts skills of everyone. Bai Lang also felt a lot of pain when he saw it - these attacks did not have much impact on the outside. It seemed that all the strength was concentrated in one blow without spilling out.
What followed was an explosion of light, and Bailang lay firmly in the pit, but the green lion as big as a mountain range was actually blown away. And all the Bodhisattvas who took action were also shocked and suffered seven kinds of tuberculosis and eight injuries. Only the two Vajra
The Bodhisattva's hands were just shaking. Standing in the middle and being attacked by them was a ferocious monster Bailang had never seen before, "Saiyan? No, it's a baboon? No, it's a gorilla? Or, this is a hairy man?"
The one who appears in the middle is holding an iron rod with one hand and holding the head of it. It is a ferocious-looking "baboon" with a broad muzzle and a long nose like a wolf's head. His body is covered with aura and golden hair is burning. He stands like a human and is almost three feet tall.
The golden body of this baboon. The facial expression and the temperament of this baboon directly reminded Bai Lang of his old neighbors in his neighborhood - old gangsters and criminals who have spent half their lives in the bureau and who have been in the palace for at least four or five years. They regularly get notes every year.