In the eyes of the Holy King, the monk was already dead. He stood in front of the dead monk and laughed proudly. (Advertisement)
But in the outside world, in the eyes of everyone, this world that was not complete before has completely become complete because of the monk's death.
The Holy King has been trapped, and his emotions seem to have been affected by that world and become very unstable.
Sometimes he laughs with a ferocious expression, sometimes he looks sad, and sometimes he looks calm and peaceful.
"Even the Holy King can be trapped. This six-character mantra is indeed one of the top spells on the Star of Life!" Xingchen looked at the world in front of him with shock in his eyes.
Zi Chen's expression also changed significantly. These six-character mantra was indeed extraordinary. In some ways, it was even more powerful than his sword-drawing technique.
As for whether the monk will die, no one will consider this issue at all. Compared with others, the most greedy monk is also the most afraid of death.
Regardless of the nice things he said, he voluntarily went to hell or something like that, it was purely for the purpose of the practice, how could he have such good intentions.
Standing outside the world, they could not see what was happening in that world, but they could feel that it was becoming more dangerous. Because the defense around the Holy King was dissipating at a relatively fast speed.
Being able to break through the Holy King's defense shows how much danger there is in that peaceful world.
"Everyone in the Buddhist sect has compassion in their hearts, but the techniques they create are first-class powerful. Is this really based on compassion?" Su Mengyao, standing next to Zichen, murmured.
"Can't you tell by looking at the monks? Their so-called compassion is only the compassion in their hearts. As for Buddhist techniques, they are all used to subjugate demons, so they are naturally very powerful. But who is the demon? Only they know clearly in their hearts
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Appearance comes from the heart, he said you are the devil, you have to be if you are not, and you have to be if you are.
Buddha and demon are all in one thought, all in one word.
The defense around the Holy King was shattered, the Buddha's light passed over the Holy King's body, a blood mark appeared from the Holy King's body, and the Holy blood flew everywhere.
The Saint actually hurt the Saint King!
The monk's figure is no longer visible, as if he has really died.
In the world, the Holy King's expression became more and more ferocious, and the aura around him began to rage, like an angry wave, beginning to sweep across.
"Puff puff!"……
Rays of light cut through the energy and cut open the saint's body, and bloodstains appeared one after another.
This bloodstain also contains the power of the truth. This power seems to have a soul, constantly eroding the body and will of the Holy King. ($>>>>Mian, Hua'Tang' Xiao'shuo')
"ah!"
The Holy King looked up to the sky and roared angrily, his black hair dancing wildly, and the power of the Holy King on his body completely exploded, like an angry sea exploding, forming an indiscriminate energy attack that began to scatter in all directions.
As this energy surged wildly, the world in front began to tremble and distort.
"It's so powerful. It's so powerful. The Holy King was so forced that he had to use this arrogant and costly method to get out of trouble!" Looking at the field, Xingchen marveled again.
Although Mingyue and Guangyao did not speak, the surprised light in their eyes also showed that they were not in a calm mood at the moment.
"boom!"
The spreading energy filled the entire world, and after reaching a limit, the world exploded with a bang.
All the illusions around him disappeared, and the Holy King stood in the void. The many wounds on his body really existed, and the holy blood dripped from the wounds.
With his hair disheveled and looking at the wounds on his body, the Holy King looked very embarrassed at the moment. Anger began to burn in his heart. Being beaten like this by a mere Saint and being seen by so many people was really too much.
Shame on you.
He slowly turned his head and looked ahead, where the figure of the monk appeared. He looked at the monk and said word by word: "You must die!"
"Amitabha!"
The monk's response was just a Buddha's name, and then, with his majestic appearance, six haloes of light appeared directly behind him.
"The power of mantra is no longer useful to me!" The cold words of the Holy King sounded.
His reminder was obviously too much. What the monk used this time was not the power of mantra. A tall illusory figure appeared behind the light wheel.
This figure is sitting cross-legged, but it is extremely tall and requires everyone to look up.
The pure Buddha power around the monk was rapidly passing away, and the tall Buddha shadow behind him was rapidly appearing.
Finally, the monk's expression was clearly visible, with a big belly and a grin, like a Maitreya Buddha. He had a face that was exactly the same as the monk, but even more compassionate and kind than the monk at the moment.
"Buddha Dharmakaya!"
Seeing the tall Maitreya Buddha behind him, Xingchen was startled and exclaimed, "It turns out to be the Buddha's Dharmakaya. This monk has even condensed this Dharmakaya."
At this moment, everyone was looking at this tall Buddha statue in shock. As for the monk's body, he was completely ignored.
He is tall and tall, like the master of heaven and earth, like a god or Buddha in the world.
He was smiling, and his smile was very compassionate. He looked down at the Holy King, feeling pity in his heart, and said, "Buddha, devil! Are you a Buddha or a devil?"
Feeling the crisis, the Holy King's power surged in his body. He looked at the other party warily and cautiously did not answer.
He is not a Buddha or a demon, he is a Holy King!
The holy king that everyone in the world looks up to!
"You are not a Buddha, you are a demon. Do you want to turn around and turn yourself into a demon?" The tall Buddha spoke again.
The Holy King remained silent, and the energy around his body began to mobilize. After suffering the previous losses, he felt that no answer was appropriate, and it was best not to answer.
"Demons cannot walk in the world. A poor monk will help you become a Buddha! Amitabha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddha stretched out his hand. The void was shrouded in golden light, and he dropped his palm.
This palm, with unimaginable terrifying power, does not mean to save people to become Buddhas, it simply saves people to go to the Western Heaven.
"drink!"
The Holy King roared angrily, rushed forward, clenched his fists, and struck into the sky.
"boom!"
The surging power of the Holy King surrounded his whole body, and with one blow, the palm print shattered. But the Holy King's body also fell towards the ground.
"Your obsession is too deep and you have become too deeply possessed by the devil. The devil is not allowed to walk in the world!"
The Buddha spoke again, his voice still so compassionate, and then he palmed down again.
This time, on the palm print, there is a swastika character. The rune is flashing, carrying a stronger aura.
A long knife appeared in the hands of the Holy King. He held the long knife in his hand, went up against the sky, and slashed hard at the rune.
"boom!"
The long knife struck the rune, and there was a loud sound and a strong force. The long knife exploded and the palm print suddenly fell.
The Holy King's body was hit, and the palm prints continued downward, as if he was being driven back into hell as a demon.
Such a scene was completely unexpected, and the saints in the distance were shocked to the point of being speechless.
Who would have thought that when a Holy King fought against a Saint, he would be completely suppressed by the Saint from the very beginning.
And judging from the current battle, the Buddha seems to be fighting for justice, forcibly subduing the demon.
But the root of the matter is that they are here to snatch resources and belong to the evil side.
No matter how bad it is, this kind of fighting has nothing to do with demons.
At this moment, both Zi Chen and Xingchen and others completely understood what the Buddha saw. In their eyes, there are only two kinds of people, one is the Buddha and the other is the devil.
And whatever he says you are, you have to be.
Today, if both parties are still friends, then they are naturally Buddhas. If they are enemies, they are demons.
Zi Chen was deeply touched by this.
The same is true for the demon ape. I remember when I first met the monk, the guy said that the demon ape was a big demon and must be brought back to suppress it. In fact, he wanted to take the demon ape as a pet.
"boom!"
The palm print exploded as it descended, and the Holy King's figure rose up against the sky again.
"Spirit-Destroying Seal!"
As he soared into the sky, the embarrassed Holy King began to form seals with his hands. A huge spiritual seal appeared from the sky, and then headed straight for the Buddha.
"Stubborn and stubborn reads;! Demon-Conquering Seal!"
In front of the Buddha, a great seal of Buddha's light appeared. On top of the great seal, there was still a swastika seal. As soon as this seal appeared, it went downwards and collided with the soul-destroying seal.
"boom!"
In the void, two large seals exploded, turning into terrifying energy and scattering in all directions.
Taking advantage of the situation, the Holy King stepped forward again, and the seal in his hand changed again, "Second Form of the Soul-Destroying Seal!"
Another spiritual seal appeared. This spiritual seal became more condensed, more powerful and terrifying, heading towards the Buddha.
"Amitabha! Conquer the demonic pestle!"
The Buddha's trumpet sounded, and a demon-conquering weapon emitting golden light appeared from in front of the Buddha and struck hard at the spiritual seal.
Everyone looked at the battle in shock. It must be said that the monk was more powerful than everyone expected. He could actually fight against a holy king by himself.
You know, that is a holy king!
"clang!"
The demon-subduing pestle hit the spiritual seal and was instantly bounced back, and cracks appeared on the spiritual seal.
"Cang!" "Cang!"
The rebounded Demon-Conquering Pestle fell again, and after two more attacks, the spiritual seal was completely shattered.
Immediately afterwards, the Subduing Demonic Pestle went towards the Holy King and began to launch a fierce attack on the Holy King.
At this moment, everyone's attention was on the battlefield, on the battle between the Demonic Pestle and the Holy King, but no one paid attention to the changes in the Buddha's expression.
If you pay attention, you can see that the Buddha's previous compassion is no longer there, and he speaks a lot less. He no longer talks about demons at every turn, and the Buddha's expression gradually becomes serious.
It can be seen from this that the demon he fought made him feel strenuous.
"clang!"
After the Demon-Conquering Pestle was knocked away again, the Holy King raised his head and stared at the Buddha, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.
The previous wounds on his body had healed during the battle. It can be seen that this battle seemed exciting, but it did not hurt him.
Looking at the Holy King who was charging forward again, the Buddha's tall figure could no longer hold on and instantly collapsed, followed by the monk's unique loud voice.