Chapter 1790, Chen Zhong Dou Gossip
At this moment, Monk Bujie's voice sounded.
"Amitabha."
This Buddha's name is low and gentle.
He rose into the air, his robes fluttering in the wind.
The overwhelming Buddha power completely occupied this place in an instant.
Before Qi Sheng could take action, pure black appeared in the ocean of Buddha's power.
The devil is coming!
The erosion of the demonic energy stopped halfway through and did not continue.
The ocean of power is divided into two colors: gold and black!
The figure of the monk Bujie walked out of the decomposition place.
At this moment, his state is very special.
The human face on the left half of the body is peaceful, with an air of universal salvation.
The right half of his body is glowing with red light, and his right hand holds a black vajra, as if he wants to kill all sentient beings.
Two paths in one body!
Humanity and Bujie coexist perfectly at this moment, and they are completely different!
His momentum, which was still a little sluggish, was rising steadily, and in an instant he was just one step ahead of Qi Sheng.
"Amitabha."
The Buddha's seal is mighty, and the devil's sound is causing chaos!
"It is expected that I will be doomed."
"The host has noticed it a long time ago, so he sent me here."
"Today, the poor monk will follow the destiny and sacrifice himself to become a benevolent man!"
raging!
Blue flames lit up around Bujie, and he actually began to burn his soul!
Lin Que's eyes were wet.
They never dreamed of it.
At the critical moment of life and death, it was this monk who stood up!
His anger will be repaid, and his small belly and chicken intestines are just his appearance.
These flaws cannot cover up the brilliance of a Buddhist heart!
"Amitabha!"
"The way of being unruly is both an attack and a defense."
The blue flame burned more intensely.
Soul, Buddha, Demon.
Three powerful experiences began to merge.
Bujie sat cross-legged in the void, with a lotus throne condensed under him.
The throne keeps turning, and the monk Bujie looks more like a king!
After giving everything he had, he actually had the tendency to pick the fruit of Buddhism!
His current strength has reached the peak of semi-saint, and he is only one step away from becoming a saint!
"Lin Que, the host has something to say."
"The future of humanity lies with you."
"Go ahead."
"These eleven thieves are here to be ferried out by poor monks!"
"The knife you killed me with will be repaid in the next life!"
After the words fell, Bujie rose into the sky, the void collapsed, and the rosette under him rotated, directly facing Qi Sheng.
A solemn look appeared in Qi Sheng's eyes.
Although Monk Bujie is still not as good as him at this time, this life-sacrifice style of fighting is a huge threat to him.
He threw Qin Feng out casually.
The boundless power of the saint is poured into the compass in his hand.
Buzz!
The collapsed space was immediately frozen, and a formation pattern covered the sky.
Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen...
The eight characters in the picture are flashing with white light, and each character represents a kind of original power of the avenue!
"go!"
With one command, dark clouds covered the sky, and the shaking words turned into thunder!
Boom!
Thousands of purple thunders as thick as buckets turned Kunlun, a radius of five thousand miles, into a sea of thunder!
Crack!
In the thunder pool, Bujie remained motionless.
The two golden and black lights in his eyes merged into one place using soul power as a bridge.
A big bright yellow bell appeared around him!
As the Sanskrit characters on the bell flashed, the magnificent Buddha's seal resounded across the sky.
It seems like an Arhat is preaching, and the inner meaning of reincarnation is roaring!
This bell is the Buddhist treasure in myths and legends.
Morning bell!
Although it is just a shadow, it isolates Qi Sheng's thunder method from outside and cannot harm him at all!
A cold light flashed in Qi Sheng's eyes.
"Xunzi, kill!"
Phew!
The hurricane started and swept through the entire seventh ghost town in the blink of an eye.
The scale of the tornado was astonishing, and with the power of the sea of thunder, Bujie was completely submerged.
Monk Bujie's expression remained unchanged.
The shadow of the morning bell was a little more solid, and he was sitting firmly in the eye of the storm, as if the Five Mountains were near him!
The battle between the two was like a battle between gods and gods, earth-shattering!
on the ground.
Of course, Lin Que couldn't escape.
"Xiao Fengzi, can you still fight?"
Qin Feng grinned.
"It must be possible! My Overlord Spear is already thirsty!"
"Okay! Tangle the ten false saints and don't let them rush to support Qi Sheng!"
With one explanation, Lin Que directly opened the realm of chaos.
He used the Chaos Domain before, but did not really use the power of the domain.
In addition, Chi You taught him the mysterious method, so he did not suffer the backlash from heaven.
Buzz!
The Tai Chi diagram emerges under the soles of the feet, and the Four Symbols of the Heavenly Pillar descends!
Include all ten false saints.
"Roar!"
"Bah!"
This time, the Four Elephants Tianzhu not only condensed a white tiger, but also summoned a bird body wrapped in real fire.
Suzaku!
As soon as the two phantoms of the holy beasts appeared, they entangled the two semi-saints.
Although they were at a disadvantage, it was enough to buy more time for Bujie.
Lin Que drank several bottles of Happy Life Water without any hesitation.
With a flash of his body, he entered the realm.
The Heavenly Punishment Sword flashed black light across the sky, and he slashed at a semi-saint!
While controlling the realm of chaos, he fought a bloody battle with the semi-saints.
This fighting method was not only consuming Lin Que's strength, but also overdrawing his vitality.
But a monk who doesn't quit will not even die, so how can he care about this?
Qin Feng also completely ignored life and death. He used Overlord Armor Break to the limit. Even if he was defeated, he still clung to a Half-Saint!
But.
No matter how strong the Chaos Realm is, even if they are willing to give everything.
How could he be the opponent of ten false saints?
Holding down six of them is already the limit!
The remaining four people worked together to break through the realm of chaos and joined in the crusade against the monk who was not disciplined.
After receiving help, Qi Sheng no longer held back.
"Gen Zi, come!"
Boom!
With one word spoken, the nine peaks of Kunlun moved together!
Rising from the ground, merging with the word Zhenxun, the mountains covered the sky and sun, impacting on the shadow of the morning bell!
when! when! when!
The burning speed of Monk Bujie's soul suddenly accelerated, but he was not a saint after all.
Although there is only one step away, this step is the difference between heaven and earth.
"kill!"
Bujie rose up to resist and threw the vajra in his hand with all his strength.
The vajra exploded into pieces and transformed into thousands of golden warrior monks, attacking Qi Sheng and others!
Bang!
With one breath, a false saint vanished into ashes!
The other three false saints also suffered varying degrees of injuries!
The impact of the vajra was all blocked by the four false saints.
Qi Sheng was not affected at all.
"Dui, trap!"
The moment the saint's momentum reached its peak, a demonic marsh emerged from the void!
Gulu gulu!
The bubbling mud completely enveloped the morning bell.
The powerful corrosive power increased the pressure on Bujie. He no longer had the power to fight back and could only struggle to hold on.
on the ground.
Xia Yuyan saw everything in her eyes.
She had known for a long time that the abbot of Fantuo Temple was the reincarnation of a certain Buddhist and Taoist figure.
He understands the true methods of the immortal family, and has already discovered some of the cause and effect, and anticipated the current situation.
If it was true that there was no chance of death, there was no way he would let Lin Que come, let alone send Bujie to die.
Therefore, there must be a glimmer of hope in the Jinxianju situation.
But.
Monk Bujie has burned his soul and is still invincible.
If it takes less than a stick of incense, you will be defeated.
In a short period of time, it would be impossible for them to get any other help.
When will that glimmer of hope for survival appear?