Chapter 271: Close to God
These venerables were like targets in front of the Red Dragon Dharma King.
The divine thunder and fire had been falling for no less than fifteen seconds, and at least 100,000 of them had fallen.
Xie Que was a little numb. No wonder Master Ji Chen once said that these Dharma Kings were so powerful that even the sixth realm had to avoid them.
Who wouldn't be afraid of a magic machine gun like the Red Dragon Dharma King?
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the Red Dragon Dharma King reappeared, but the divine thunder and fire continued to fall from the sky.
The venerable wearing the Five Buddha Crown seemed to be fine, and his body turned into a translucent liquid, completely absorbing the light and heat into his body.
The liquid just became a little redder.
"Red Dragon Dharma King, your magical power is very powerful, but it is useless to me!" As the venerable spoke, a wave of power gradually rose in his left eye.
The next moment, the dozen or so divine thunder and fire were returned to the Red Dragon Dharma King.
The Red Dragon Dharma King opened his mouth and swallowed it all into his body, then laughed a few times: "Then... what about this move?"
A blood-colored mysterious light came from the Red Dragon Dharma King's hand and poured directly into the head of the Venerable.
The next moment, the Venerable flew out.
The liquid it turned into began to fly everywhere, and it fell on the ground and instantly froze the ground within a radius of one kilometer.
The liquid on his body began to spray a large amount of cold air, and finally exploded.
"Killing intention..." Ao Bing's voice shook the earth: "You have committed such a killing precept, but you ended up entering the Buddhist sect. It's really ridiculous."
"What about the old monk, the Venerable God doesn't need to think too much." The Red Dragon Dharma King put his hands together.
Xie Que was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the blood-colored mysterious light was actually a killing intention.
What kind of amazing killing intention can break and explode the countless thoughts of a Venerable-level strongman.
At the same time, the other three Venerables also broke free from the endless divine thunder and fire.
The invisible magical power fell on the Red Dragon Dharma King, causing the Dharma King's left hand to disappear instantly.
A ball of purple light still wrapped around the Dharma King's left arm, gradually twisting it, as if it was about to be pulled into an unknown space.
But the Dharma King stood proudly in the void, his figure motionless.
"It is said that the magical power of the Chanlin Temple, the Buddha Wheel Sky Burial, can decompose all living beings into the most basic substances in the world." Yan Guang then said: "This move is unpredictable and is the most terrifying magical power in the killing."
Master Jichen nodded: "Only the ancestor Qiuchan has cultivated this move."
"Buddha Wheel Sky Burial? Not bad power." The Red Dragon Dharma King said in a relaxed tone, shook his shoulders slightly, and the purple light dissipated.
The surrounding air turned into the most basic particles and began to combine beside him. In an instant, the arrangement was completed, and the Red Dragon Dharma King also grew his left hand again.
"What a monster..." Master Jichen took a breath.
He finally understood why the ancestors were so respectful of the Red Dragon Dharma King.
He could actually create things out of nothing!
This was a magical power he had only seen in mythological stories, but he didn't expect that the Red Dragon Dharma King could do it.
"How did he do that?" Xie Que was puzzled, and he didn't even notice that the air was decomposed.
Yan Guang explained: "This is the realm of subtlety, also known as the realm of near-god."
"Those who can enter this realm can generate electricity in an empty room and create things out of nothing."
"Subtlety..." Xie Que began to chew on this word.
The next moment, various magical powers were continuously emitted from the four venerables and fell on the Dharma King.
The Red Dragon Dharma King was surrounded by flames, like a fire god coming to the world, and the flames on his body even bent the space.
This also made the magical powers of the four venerables swallowed up completely before they fell on the Dharma King.
The next moment, a large seal condensed in the hands of the Red Dragon Dharma King.
This is a technique that is circulated in most Buddhist sects, called the Great Lion Seal.
But it was such an ordinary spell, not even a magical power, but it made Xie Que feel a little scared.
"Hide your soul in the dantian, cover your ears... leave the rest to fate." Master Jichen sighed, and a huge golden bell rose above his body.
Yan Guang also drew a circle in the void with his fingertips, and the Buddha's light was overflowing in it.
Xie Que hurriedly did so.
The next moment, the void was full of rage, and a terrifying dragon roar exploded beside Xie Que's ear.
The soul hidden in the sea of qi and blood in the acupoints was instantly shattered, and even many cracks appeared on the bodhi tree.
Dahei was bleeding from all seven orifices, and he couldn't bear it in a blink of an eye.
After a long time, the dragon roar gradually stopped, and Xie Que turned his head.
At this time, several venerables had already fallen to the ground, and it seemed that they would not live long.
The Red Dragon Dharma King fell to the ground, stepped on the heads of two venerables one by one with his feet, and blew up the red and white brains on the ground.
"Really weak..." The Red Dragon Dharma King casually blasted another mysterious light, smashing the body of a Venerable who was condensing a Dharma body.
"Waste." Ao Bing said calmly, not surprised.
After all, these Dharma Kings are all people who carry the will of the gods, and their strength can be said to be the ultimate in the world.
Although the Venerables are in the sixth realm, they have been dead for a long time. They have lost most of their power because they have lost their faith after resurrection.
Even with the divinity he bestowed, it is still difficult to defeat the Red Dragon Dharma King.
Ao Bing's eyes moved, and the four divinities were forcibly pulled out from the Venerables and put back into his own body.
"It seems that I must take action today..." Ao Bing sighed, seeming a little reluctant.
"It just so happens that I, the old monk, have never killed a god." The Red Dragon Dharma King smiled up to the sky.
Ao Bing's pupils gradually became serious.
For him, he was not only facing the Red Dragon Dharma King, an extremely powerful person standing at the top of the world.
It was also the manifestation of the will of the Wheel Saint King in the world.
As Ao Bing's dragon tail swept across, the blood mist lingering on the top of Songshan was completely absorbed into his body.
It also completely revealed his terrifyingly huge body.
A single hair was as thick as a human body.
Each dragon scale was wider than a palace.
The green dragon scales reflected bright light under the starlight, and every breath from Ao Bing's mouth seemed to carry extremely vigorous vitality.
The earth, which had been burned into a charred and dead silence by the Samadhi True Fire, suddenly gave birth to a touch of new green under the breath of this green dragon.
A tender bud emerged from the earth, and Ao Bing stretched out his dragon claws and slowly picked it up.
"For many, many years... I haven't felt such a vigorous life..."
The blue dragon's spirit rose up from the sky, and it was vaguely related to the Seven Stars of the East.
"This little blue dragon must have left some tricks on him..."
As Master Jichen's face changed drastically, a crack seemed to represent the demise of the unknown.
That was the trick left by the Tianlong Venerable on the remains, hoping that he could be resurrected and transformed into a Buddha one day.
"But at least... he didn't go to worship the gods like you..."
As Ao Bing's voice fell, the huge dragon roar shook the sky.
The terrifying air wave pressed across the earth, and the mountains were shaken into the earth.