The old monk Wudao looked at the blood-red Heavenly Venerable who appeared, wearing a crown, a garland, and holding a vajra. He was clearly the god of the eight heavenly dragons, and was even higher than the dragon god he summoned.
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Under the trampling of Indra, the golden dragon was stepped into the soil and struggled wildly.
The old monk's face changed drastically.
The strength of this demonic path was beyond his expectations, and he could actually summon Imperial body and attack his golden dragon god.
Shouldn't the other party be a demon warlock?
How can you understand Buddhism?
Indra is the head of the eight heavenly dragons, and only those who are proficient in Buddhism can summon it.
Moreover, this Imperial Sage's illusion body was extremely fierce, and his Dragon God's illusion body was unable to move.
At this time, he could no longer think too much. Master Wudao sprayed out a mouthful of blood and spit it on the scriptures. The Dharma lun made a wave of clear sounds, and the Sanskrit words on it flowed like tadpoles.
Om Mani Padme Hum!
The old monk recited the six-character mantra, his eyes suddenly widened, and he pinched the Tantric Dharma Seal.
The prayer wheel flew into the air.
Golden light blooms.
Countless golden Sanskrit flowed out and rushed into the body of the golden dragon god. The golden dragon roared, and its huge tail was thrown hard on Indra Tianhuan, bang!
Indra's magic body shook a few times.
Blood was flowing on his body, as if he was about to break open.
snort!
A cold snorted from the void!
A golden light and shadow spanned the void and merged into Indra's illusion body. Indra's illusion body suddenly bloomed with golden light, and a divine wheel aperture spread out like a big sun in the back of Indra's head.
The original Indra is still a bit illusory.
But now Indra is like a real body coming, with a mighty power.
Even Master Enlightenment felt his soul trembling, and under the divine light, he had the urge to kneel down and bow down.
"impossible!"
Master Huodao lost his voice.
The golden Ishitian was like Mount Tai, stepping down the golden dragon that had almost escaped. He held up the vajra, roared, and rushed down.
The vajra pounded hard on the golden dragon god's head.
Bang!
The golden dragon god exploded.
It turned into countless golden dots of light and disappeared into the void.
at the same time.
The golden scripture-turning Dharma lun floating in the air also made a shattering sound. With a crack, the Dharma lun whine, the golden light dissipated and fell to the ground, revealing its navy blue body.
Master Enlightenment spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his body was shaking.
The little shaman Jingyan screamed in surprise: "Abbot!"
He rushed out quickly and supported Master Enlightenment.
Master Wudao looked at the sky with some confusion. After the Indra shattered the Dragon God's illusion body with one pestle, the golden light and shadow flew out of him, spanning the void, and sank into the courtyard.
The remaining Imperial Shitian's illusion body also dispersed, turning into a large amount of evil and filthy aura, covering the entire Situ mansion.
At this time, Master Enlightenment failed to fight and even his magic weapon was damaged and seriously injured. He did not have the ability to drive away the evil spirits.
The golden light and shadow stepped out of the Situ family mansion and came to the shore of Yanxia Lake in an instant, sank into Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows.
The sky eyes between Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows slowly closed.
The old monk just now was indeed a master of magic. He almost couldn't suppress the other party's illusion body he summoned, forcing Long Xiaoshan to directly use the body of the gods. His soul was a real god with divine nature.
It is not comparable to the illusion body summoned by merely. After integrating into Indra, he easily broke the Dragon God's illusion body.
Long Xiaoshan opened his eyes and said lightly: "Let's go, let's meet the people from the Situ family."
Tang Shengfeng quickly responded.
Situ Mansion.
Although the battle just now was fierce.
However, in the eyes of ordinary people, they cannot see the evil battle between the Dragon God's Immortal Body and the Immortal Body.
Just when I saw Master Wudao doing it, I suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and I was extremely upset. In an instant, the people in the Situ family felt cold all over their bodies, black clouds rolling in the sky, and the cold wind yelled, as if they were coming to hell.
Even if a person who is not superstitious, he will not help but be afraid at this time.
"Master Enlightenment! What, what happened? What happened?"
Situ Mingde barely supported his body and shouted to Master Enlightenment.
Master Wudao smiled bitterly: "Amitabha, the donor of Mingde, the one who casts the magic to deal with your Situ family is a master. I failed to fight with him just now. I am afraid that I can do nothing."
“What…what?”
Situ Mingde's face changed drastically: "What, how is it possible, Master, you are a great monk, how can you not be able to fight a demon? Master, you must save our Situ family."
Master Wudao shook his head and said, "I have tried my best. The master is very powerful and I am far from enough. Mingde donor, you should make plans early. You must not live here anymore. You must move your family out quickly...
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Squeak!
The closed door of the Situ family suddenly opened automatically strangely.
The people from the Situ family quickly looked at it. Just now, the entire Situ family was closed and the door was locked from the inside. How could it be suddenly opened? Everyone's backs felt cold.
Two figures appeared at the gate.
He walked in slowly.
The sky was dark and the two of them got closer and closer. The people from the Situ family finally saw clearly. Walking in front was a tall young man with a handsome face and a normal casual outfit. Other than that, he could not tell anything.
What's special is that I walked in with my hands behind my back and looked leisurely.
Walking behind him was a majestic middle-aged man. He looked like a high-ranking person with a sense of a superior aura. What's unusual is that this powerful middle-aged man is like a slave.
Following behind with all the steps, his expression was extremely respectful.
The darkness is bright.
The Situ family mansion is so gloomy again.
Suddenly, such a duo came in uninvited, revealing extremely strangeness.
The people from the Situ family immediately shouted: "Who are you? Do you know where this is? How dare you break into this place without authorization."
Long Xiaoshan did not say anything, bent down and picked up the broken scripture-turning lun on the ground. He looked at the Sanskrit on it with interest, and his slender fingers slid on it a few times: "The good thing is actually a broken thing."
It’s a pity that the top-grade magic weapon would have been lighter if I had known it would have been.”
The speaker is unintentional.
The listener intentionally.
Master Wudao's expression suddenly changed. His originally dumb body suddenly stood up, staring at Long Xiaoshan and said, "You are the one who fought with me just now?"
Long Xiaoshan smiled leisurely and said lightly: "Master, you are a Buddhist. You should be quiet and inactive. How can you interfere in the world and cause dust? Why bother?"
Master Wudao no longer had any doubts at this time.
He never expected that the master who fought with him just now was the harmless young man in front of him. Looking at his appearance, he would not be more than twenty years old, and his calm mind, as calm as an ancient well, also caused storms.
How is that possible!
Could it be that this son is a reincarnated spiritual child?