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In the direction of the main hall, the statue of King Ming sitting on the ground was as bright as gilt, and in the constant sound of "click, click, click", he stood up from the Buddhist platform little by little.

The dust mixed with stone powder and incense ash continued to fall on his body, and his body became taller and taller, almost reaching the glazed cup above the main hall.

Perhaps because Zhao Long returned the power of King Ming, he alarmed King Ming, who was sitting on the ground in the Buddhist sect who did not know where he was. This statue of King Ming finally came to the incarnation of King Ming.

"Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..."...

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded out of King Ming's body sculpting, walking towards the outside of the hall, slowly bending over and crossing the threshold.

The cassock, which originally formed part of the hard statue, gradually became soft at this moment, like a real huge piece of clothing. .

At this moment, this ancient Buddha is more than two feet tall. Although it is still much smaller than Lu Shanjun's demon body, it is definitely a behemoth. More importantly, the Buddha's light wheel shines behind him, surrounded by Buddhist sounds and scriptures. The deputy treasure image solemnizes the mighty air of Buddhism.

Lu Shanjun stabilized his figure, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Long, who was still deaf and dissipating the power of the king, and looked at the approaching ancient Buddha with a sneer.

"The incarnation of King Ming of Buddhism?"

The golden statue of the ancient Buddha stepped over the courtyard wall and stood on the square, his gaze also swept across Zhao Long before he looked at Lu Shanjun.

"Excellent, understand my wonderful Buddhadharma, and practice immeasurable Zen!"

The ancient Buddha slowly folded his hands together, and the next moment, without any extra words at all, his right palm suddenly slapped, and the giant golden palm gathered the method of town. .

"Ow--"

Lu Shanjun roared sharply, the demonic flames on his body suddenly rose, and it seemed like an infinite fire was ignited, occupying half of the square of the temple, and above the sharp claws, the black wind was entwined with endless demonic energy.

brush……

A huge claw light embraced the gust of wind.

"Boom..."

There was thunder on the ground, King Ming took a step back, and Lu Shanjun directly slid backwards with his limbs and claws on the ground, and the square of Daming Temple was caught all the way out of deep ravines.

The voice of the ancient Buddha's mantra exploded.

"Om... um... u... ba... mi... hum..."

Every word that falls, there is an infinite golden light flashing, and rounds of light rippling out, sweeping across the entire Daming Temple, several peaks in Xiaoliang Mountain, and at the same time every mantra sounded, there was a golden giant palm, as if there was no space distance from Lu Shanjun. Shoot down.

"Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..."

After the six blows, Lu Shanjun's huge monster body flew upside down and left the mountain top where Daming Temple was located, and slammed heavily on the mountainside hundreds of feet away with a "bang".

Trees were broken on the mountain, rocks collapsed, and the loud noise was deafening, and there was even more smoke and dust around.

‘Just the incarnation of King Ming, is it so powerful? ’

Lu Shanjun was terrified. The few strokes just now had caused him some injuries, and he felt a dull pain in his body and bones. With his current cultivation level, some small problems would not have any effect at all, at most a temporary pain, no The pain persists, so it can be tricky to be sure to keep hitting it hard all the time.

But this ancient Buddha is not as light as the surface, at least there are several claw marks on the cassock on the chest, revealing the golden skin inside, and the skin is not intact, although the broken skin is very shallow, but Also exposed the stucco of the statue inside.

This made Lu Shanjun understand that although this ancient golden Buddha looks like a person now, it is not the real King Ming personally. It is essentially a clay sculpture and can be broken.

The demonic energy on the mountainside became more and more intense, and the endless demonic flames re-rendered half of the sky, forming a virtual image of a strange beast, as if a huge monster was lying on the opposite peaks.

"Sitting on the floor of King Ming Buddha, Zhao Long and I have already made an agreement. Today, I have a cause and effect with him, and this matter has nothing to do with Buddhism. Moreover, he passed on the power of King Ming, can the eminent monk of Daming Temple ask Zhao Long's wishes? You? This sitting on the ground, King Buddha, has asked him if he wanted to?"

With a roaring roar, Lu Shanjun resounded through the entire Xiaoliang Mountain, and the rumbling tail sound of the woodcutter in the distance in the mountains thought that a thunderstorm was about to break out.

The ancient Buddha's light wheel is dazzling, and the sight skips the ghost flames on the peaks, sweeps to the distant mountainside, and looks directly at the monster's body.

The six palms just now only felt the force of the first two palms, and the last four palms all hit the demon flame and the gust of wind.

Moreover, the human body of a tiger has long face, ears and beards. It is not a **** but has a majestic appearance. It seems reasonable and arrogant. The sweeping of the tail behind him will bring up phantoms, and it seems that there will be signs of multi-tailed hair growth.

It is already a strange beast that has never been seen before. If it is really possible to cultivate and give birth to multiple tails, I am afraid that it will be a great monster in the future.

"The Buddhadharma is boundless, the Buddhadharma is immeasurable..."

The sound of the mighty Buddha sounded, the ancient Buddha closed his eyes, the light circles of the Buddha Dharma gathered in the sky, and the golden light on the ancient Buddha became more and more abundant. Pieces of colorful light appeared from the sky, rendering the clouds in the sky into colorful colors, Layers of clouds also showed changes, forming the appearance of King Ming.

"The ambition of emptiness, sitting on the ground, King Ming, summoned by Dharma, not remembering all Dharmas, it is called meditation, knowing that the mind is empty, it is called seeing the Buddha..."

This Buddha sound is not a slow sound, but it seems that there are many Buddha sounds from the same sound, and endless Buddhist scriptures sound in a short period of time.

The colorful clouds kept changing in the sound of the Buddha, and at the same time, they slowly descended, and finally turned into gold when they converged and approached the Daming Temple, and actually converged towards the golden body of the ancient Buddha.

The original incarnation of King Ming was once again raised and enlarged, but the Buddha body was slowly sitting cross-legged at this moment. At the same time, the Buddha's light was flourishing.

Lu Shanjun's pressure has greatly increased, and he feels that the incarnation of the Ming King in front of him has been continuously rising. If he felt that he was a formidable and difficult opponent just now, then at this moment, he has a feeling of being unstoppable and unstoppable.

'This King Ming wants to kill me! ? ’

Just when this thought came to him, King Sieddi Ming opened his eyes and drank violently.

"You evildoer, you will surely ruin the life of the world in the future, you can't leave you! Let me save you. The town...!"

With the word "town" exiting, the ancient Buddha did not move at all, but Lu Shanjun suddenly felt the pressure on his limbs increased sharply, and there was a crushing situation.

But after the demon body shook for a while, it was not directly crushed to the ground as the ancient Buddha wished, and the golden shadow of a big mountain appeared on his body, which only made the demon body tremble but could not suppress it.

Lu Shanjun concentrated his muscles and bones, stretched out his body and raised his head.

"In the incarnation of King Ming, do you still think that you are truly boundless in Buddhism?"

With an angry shout, Lu Shanjun's demonic body erupted, and he suddenly propped up the top of the mountain and jumped away.

The ancient Buddha said again: "Mountain!"

The sound of the word "mountain" fell, and the phantom of the mountain seemed to turn into reality. The overwhelming pressure poured down, and the phantoms of the demon flames on several mountain peaks were shattered. With a "bang", Lu Shanjun was heavily pressed back in mid-air.

Don't look at how easy the ancient Buddha's appearance is, but in fact, he has already used the strongest means that this avatar can use. Once all the four mantras of "Suppressing the Mountain and Conquering Demons" fall, the power of this avatar's King Ming will be exhausted, but this Although the alien beasts and monsters are strong, King Sitting on Earth is sure to suppress them, at least he can seriously injure them and crush them under a small amount of mountains, and then the monks of Daming Temple can also kill them.

"Ow...Ow..."

Lu Shanjun was furious, and the most uncomfortable thing was that when his demon power was suppressed and unused, he couldn't exert his full strength at all.

When I was about to fight hard.

brush ~ brush ~

Two yellow streamers with powder radiance flashed past Lu Shanjun.

The two golden armored warriors manifested, and their figures rose from the ground and continued to expand, which was much larger than the normal state of the golden armored warriors used in the original plan. Lux raised his arms to the sky.

"Boom~" "Boom~"

With two loud bangs, the fighters held up the phantom of the mountain in the sky with four hands.

"Rumble rumble rumble..."

The entire Xiaoliang Mountain was shaking, and the arms and legs of the two Golden Armored Warriors were bent, but in the next few breaths, the yellow turban fluttered on their bodies. In addition, Lu Shanjun also rose up and stood up again. Then slowly straighten your legs and straighten your arms.

For a time, the pressure on Lu Shanjun's body dropped suddenly, and the demonic power poured out from his body, and more importantly, a strong sense of excitement rose in his heart.

Even if it was the first time I saw a Yellow Turban Warrior, how could Lu Shanjun, who had heard Hu Yun say it many times, could not recognize such an iconic general.

'Golden Armored Warriors are the guardian gods created by the teacher's spellcasting, and the teacher is nearby! ’

On the square of Daming Temple, King Sitting Di Ming's eyes lit up, staring at Lu Shanjun in the distance and the two giant golden-armored warriors beside him. Then he raised his eyes slightly, and saw a man in white shirt standing on the cloud and staring at him.

Without any words, after a few breaths, the ancient Buddha sounded again.

"drop!"

Foguang raised the giant mountain from virtual to solid, and pressed down on Lu Shanjun and the two golden armored warriors. The ridge there continued to crack, and the entire mountain was sinking and even collapsing.

"magic!"

The last word of the mantra fell, and the Foguang Dashan manifested the color of the mountains and rivers, as if turning the false into the real.

Just the same moment.

"Zheng..."

The sonorous and sharp sound of the sword sounded over all the scriptures and roars in a brief moment, and a bright silver light also overshadowed all the demon flames and Buddha light in a fleeting moment.

The Qingteng Sword slashed with almost full force, and the sword light swept up and down the mountain in an instant.

"Crack clap..."

The demon-suppressing mountain tore apart a thin crack from the bottom to the top, and it was constantly expanding, and the steady stream of Buddha light on it had also been cut off.

Yellow light flashed on the two Golden Armored Warriors.

"Drink~~~" "Drink~~~"

With a push in the rough roar, each pushed the half of the mountain away, and then the right arm blurred and disappeared, and it appeared again that the fist touched the bottom of the mountain.

"Boom..." "Boom..."

The demon-suppressing mountain had already been cut off by the immortal sword, and at this moment, it was smashed by two fighters.

woo... woo...

The infinite remnants of the Buddha's light turned into shocks, sweeping the surrounding area with a strong wind. The trees in the mountains swayed and flew sand and rocks. All the monks on the Daming Temple side lowered their bodies or turned their backs or covered their faces to block the raging sandstorm.

The ancient Buddha's palms also bounced off the moment the mountain was smashed, and his body was slightly inclined.

Ji Yuan stepped on the clouds and fell down, standing on the square of Daming Temple, looking at the incomparably huge incarnation of King Ming from a distance of less than ten feet. Looking at it with the eyes of the law, the clay sculpture on this ancient Buddha can no longer hold.

After all, just now, he was waiting for the incarnation of King Ming to pour all the Buddha Dharma into that mountain. It is better to destroy it than to directly attack the ancient Buddha.

"King Ming, don't you care about this?"

The ancient Buddha looked at the small white-shirted gentleman in front of him, and he looked like a mortal person, but under the surface, he could also see the kind of miraculousness that the dust and sand were close to the body and purifying, and the breath flowed through the clear.

"Your Majesty is also a true cultivator of Taoism. Such monsters step on my Buddhist temple and want to eat my monk. You can't help him. Why do you want to help him?"

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"You have your thoughts, I have my reasons, even the monk Jue Ming has his own choice, Lu Shanjun is a little offended, I will apologize to Prince Ming on his behalf, but I still say that, this Don't worry about it, the king."

Ji Yuan's voice paused, and then said.

"King Ming is the supreme fruit of Buddhism. Today's right and wrong should be clear, and there is no need to say any more. The Buddha Dharma is boundless, and the Buddha Dharma is immeasurable, but the incarnation of Prince Ming still cannot bear this immeasurable Dharma, and the incarnation still disperses. Bar."

The ancient Buddha was silent for a moment~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then put his palms together again, looking down at Jiyuan while bowing.

"Your Majesty is immeasurable, you are here, I hope the monks of Daming Temple are safe."

Only then did Ji Yuan smile, and bowed his hands to King Sidi Ming in return.

"King Ming, rest in peace, even if I'm not here, the monks of Daming Temple will be fine."

The ancient Buddha glanced at the monster with a surprised look on the face of the tiger body. It turned out that the monster had been enlightened.

"Goodness..."

The sound of the vastness fell, and the ancient Buddha incarnation of King Sitting Earth could no longer support it. It started to lose its luster from below, turned into a clay sculpture again, and began to collapse a little bit upwards.

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