Chapter 270 Magic Machine Gun
The indescribable killing intent gradually filled everyone's heart. Even though Xie Que used all his strength to activate the Bodhi Heart Certificate, he still felt terrified.
In the air, the red robe of the Red Dragon Dharma King fluttered in the wind, and a layer of fire was faintly burning on his pale beard and hair.
Several ancient figures came out together, with both decay and Buddha's aura coexisting on their bodies.
"Since they are all dead, why not just be a relic for future generations to worship?"
The Red Dragon Dharma King's tone was light, but the next moment the world suddenly heated up.
"Kill!" Ao Bing's tone was light, but the killing intent was enough to shake the sky. A pair of huge dragon pupils contained silence and recklessness.
Several ancient venerables stepped forward and pointed directly at the Red Dragon Dharma King.
The Red Dragon Dharma King was still hanging high in the void, with an indifferent expression.
The invisible heat flow rippled across the entire world, and it actually burned the blood mist brought by Ao Bing.
He seemed to grab casually, and the huge dragon claws actually covered several people in front of him, instantly breaking the hearts of several venerables, leaving a huge hole.
But there was not a drop of blood flowing out of this huge wound, but instead it exuded an inexplicable black gas and a rotten smell.
"I forgot, you have all been dead for a long time." The Red Dragon Dharma King was not surprised at all, but just smiled.
Several venerables walked out of the blood mist, and Xie Que finally saw their faces.
Each of them was very old, and the monk robes on their bodies seemed to have been corroded by the years and became a little tattered.
He smiled contemptuously: "Today, the old monk will send you to the underworld!"
"Let's see what you, the Red Dragon Dharma King, can do..." One of them spoke suddenly, and his voice sounded like the underworld, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.
An infinite Buddha light directly cut through the kilometer range, and even the void was stirred up by a ripple, and swept across the neck of the Red Dragon Dharma King.
All the substances that were touched by it instantly vaporized and disappeared.
Even the ground was cut down with a bottomless mark.
"Master Po Xia... Heavenly Buddha Transformation Technique?" Master Ji Chen on the side couldn't help but take a breath.
Heavenly Buddha Transformation Technique is a Buddhist magical power handed down from ancient times, which can temporarily transform the body into an aurora.
Not only does it have a terrifying temperature like the aurora, it even has the speed of light!
The Red Dragon Dharma King stood still, stretched out his big hand and then slapped it with a loud sound.
With brains flying everywhere, the Po Xia Venerable was beaten out of the light form, and his head was smashed into pieces.
Xie Que couldn't help but be surprised.
There was no sound when the Red Dragon Dharma King made his move, just like an ordinary slap, but he forcibly beat a Venerable out of the magical form.
The Po Xia Venerable turned into Buddha light all over the sky again, but the Red Dragon Dharma King just sneered: "Boring..."
The next moment, with the Red Dragon Dharma King as the center, the sea of fire began to ripple and spread wantonly.
The three Dharma Kings continued to fly higher, and Xie Que and his companions quickly followed suit.
In the center of the terrifying sea of fire, the white beard and hair of the Red Dragon Dharma King fluttered and fluttered, as if merging with the swaying flames, and the light in his eyes shot straight into the void.
"What kind of fire is this?" Xie Que smacked his lips in surprise. The flames were so intense that the void was twisted and wrinkled.
"Samadhi True Fire." Yan Guang looked cautious and spoke concisely.
Xie Que was shocked. He had heard of the name of this fire for a long time, but he didn't expect to witness it today.
It is said that the flame on Nezha's wind-fire wheel is also Samadhi True Fire.
So...
Xie Que couldn't help but look at Ao Bing's huge dragon head, and a huge voice rang in his ears: "Red Dragon, you have angered me enough, don't do it again."
"Really? I don't think it's enough." The Red Dragon Dharma King roared to the sky, and the Samadhi True Fire under his body actually attracted the stars in the sky, and the leaked starlight turned into a hurricane and blew.
The wind helps the fire, and the fire helps the wind!
In a blink of an eye, the entire Songshan area has turned into an endless sea of fire. Master Jichen said in a deep tone: "Fortunately, the disciples have retreated in advance... But... Alas... The disciples are guilty..."
The Chanlin Temple has been passed down here for thousands of years, and many ancient buildings have left the legacy of the ancestors.
Although it is now gradually declining under the oppression of the Wheel of Reincarnation, those buildings and scriptures can be passed down.
Now in his generation, it has been completely destroyed.
Under this Samadhi True Fire, the Venerable Poxia was forced to turn into a rainbow form.
Several venerables jointly offered a huge rosary with exactly 108 Buddhist beads on it.
Each Buddhist bead had an immortal divine thought, which was arranged in the void, gradually surrounding and locking the sea of fire.
"A grain of light!" The Red Dragon Dharma King said arrogantly, his body still did not move, but his palm was raised.
This palm pressed across the sky, and the hurricane blowing in the void became more and more violent, and it was like a million war horses galloping in the whistle.
"Escape!" Master Jichen shuddered, and he didn't even look at it. He quickly offered the Dharma image of the Buddha, and his body took Xie Que and others to the sky quickly.
The hurricane roared and gradually turned into a terrifying fire tornado.
The figures of several venerables were suddenly pulled up by an inexplicable huge force, and in a flash they were completely swept into the palm of the Red Dragon Dharma King.
It seemed that any magical power was blocked, making it impossible for them to escape.
With a loud bang, the bodies of several venerables were once again crushed by the palm force, and each venerable's body was broken into several sections, and the remains flew everywhere.
The 108 Buddhist beads also fell into the hands of the Red Dragon Dharma King at this time: "Aren't these all the ancestors of your Chanlin Temple?"
"There are so many relics... I'll keep them for you!"
As soon as the Dharma King finished speaking, the figures of those venerables revived again, turning into an intact appearance.
The Red Dragon Dharma King smiled: "As expected of the creatures of the dirty land, let's see how resistant you are!"
The next moment, a dragon roared, and the Samadhi True Fire under the Red Dragon Dharma King was absorbed by his palm, revealing a dead black land.
Dark clouds rose above the sky, and thunder roared.
"Brahma God Thunder Fire!"
In the thunder, the thunder and fire in the Dharma King's hand rose and intertwined, and shot out in an instant.
Like a meteor shower, endless divine thunder and fire like meteors poured down.
The earth kept wailing, and the figures of those venerables were completely submerged by thunder and fire.
The five words "magic machine gun" instantly formed in Xie Que's mind.
If it was such a divine thunder and fire, Xie Que estimated that he could still withstand it.
But like this dense as a hail of bullets, I'm afraid even if I have achieved the Yangshen Zhenjun.
Endless thoughts will also be instantly annihilated.
"Huh? There is still a fish that slipped through the net."
Taking advantage of the divine thunder and fire rain, the Red Dragon Dharma King grabbed a venerable from the starlight in the sky.
The venerable had no expression on his face, wearing a five-Buddha crown, and his appearance was as solemn as a real Buddha.
But the Red Dragon Dharma King's giant palm was already pressed on his head, and more than ten consecutive divine thunders and fires exploded on his head.
The golden-red light instantly hid the figures of the two.