Chapter 478 Great Samsara Dharma!

Big beads of sweat appeared on Xuanjing's forehead, and his pupils shrank slightly. He sensed the approaching danger, but at this time he suffered an unprecedented blow.

The internal organs.

The whole body.

Even the pores.

They are all overflowing with sword intent.

That sword strike just now was too overbearing.

Penetrating his body.

It spread everywhere, and sword energy was emanating from between his mouth and nose. He sat cross-legged and recited Buddhist scriptures. A small Buddha formed in his body, which was repelling all the sword energy in his body. , the mouth and nose alone are not enough, so the pores on the body are also releasing sword intent.

Perched there.

Like a sword man.

But at this moment.

The sudden crisis filled his heart and shocked him. He was aware of Chu Xun's approach, but he couldn't even move. He kept muttering: "Namo Amitabha!"

An iron fist's right arm, surging with terrifying force, struck hard and poked out from the void. The light of the fist was approaching before anyone arrived.

"Bang!"

It hit the Xuanjing Tianling Cap hard, and the strong dizziness and impact made it difficult for him to maintain the posture of sitting cross-legged. His body turned into a flying arc, and his consciousness fell into confusion and coma. It was like he was practicing the path of a warrior monk. , just one punch can kill him.

"puff!"

Blood was spraying.

The body is flying.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Ji Yuantian.

Qin Yuansheng.

They all come in an instant.

"Bang bang bang bang bang...!" However, what greeted the Buddhist disciples was the iron fists that were constantly struck from the air. Each punch contained a terrifying power, as if it was going to sink the entire sky. , every time his arms are raised, the void freezes, and when they land, there is a terrifying sonic boom, like a tiger's roar.

"stop!"

Ji Yuantian shouted, and stretched out his hands to see a large bow appearing in front of him. As he drew the bow, the full moon released terrifying arrows, as brilliant as meteors, but Chu Xun's formation also went crazy at this moment, turning into something in a moment. A terrifying rune mountain wall blocked the arrow and trapped Ji Yuantian there.

"Boom!"

Qin Yuansheng also used a broken bronze cauldron with fist prints and palm marks to smash it down, but the effect was too little, and he could not break the formation in a short time.

"puff!"

Blood sprayed and splashed in the sky. Xuanjing had woken up from a coma, only to be greeted by severe pain that threatened to break bones all over his body. He gritted his teeth and frowned even more, looking at the lightning-like storm. Fist seal, without any means of counterattack, a flash of despair flashed in his heart: "Am I going to die here?"

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outside world.

The eminent Buddhist monk was sitting there cross-legged. He was a quasi-emperor who had attained enlightenment. He was as skinny as firewood, but his eyes were bright. Behind his head was a bright Buddha's light, which was shining brightly in the ancient well. mentality, but at this moment he showed anger, and shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

"Um?"

A tall, middle-aged man wearing a Confucian crown and Confucian robe, with a majestic expression and slightly furrowed brows to form the nasolabial folds, stared at the Buddhist monk and said calmly: "Samantabhadra, what are you going to do?"

The skinny Puxian Bodhisattva took a deep breath, his eyes released the bright Buddha light, and said in a deep voice: "Let Chu Xun stop doing it, I, the Buddhist, will not be involved in this!"

"oh?"

The dean of the academy looked indifferent, naturally seeing the current situation in Huangzhou, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said playfully: "I'm sorry, Chu Xun is not my Ruzhou monk, and my academy can't give orders. Besides, you have to think that you The next threat is useful, you can go in and try it!”

Barren state.

It has already been sworn by several quasi-emperors jointly.

Quasi-emperor.

Not allowed to set foot.

otherwise!

punish!

If he remembered correctly, the one who swore an oath that day was this Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. If he felt that Heaven's broken oath could be easily ignored, he could go in and try. Anyway, he didn't care.

Puxian Bodhisattva suppressed the anger in his heart, knowing that the people in Ruzhou were the best at talking, and was too lazy to talk to him. A grand idea entered Huangzhou.

"Buzz!"

Things are changing.

On the sky.

Layers of clouds condensed, causing those watching the battle to instinctively look up, only to see the face of a monk condensed into those layers of clouds, looking down at Chu Xun, and said in a strong and cold voice: "Lord of the Huangzhou, God. If you have the virtue of living a good life, I hope that the benefactor will be kind and righteous and spare the life of the Buddha, and I, the Buddhist, will be richly rewarded!"

"Wow!"

Gu Dongliu also looked at the condensed face of the Buddhist monk. The pressure released from above was an out-and-out quasi-emperor, as if the power of heaven had descended. However, he was surprised by the words of this eminent monk and murmured Said: "Is he even admitting No. 9's identity?"

The Lord of the Wasteland!

Is this recognized?

"Can't let go!" the monks of Huangtian Palace said angrily. The Buddhist disciples were the accomplices of the Qin Dynasty. If it weren't for him, how could the monks in Huangzhou have suffered so many casualties? As one of the chief culprits, he should have participated in this disaster in Huangzhou. If he was determined to die, if he let him go, wouldn't he have to let Ji Yuantian go next?

"roll!"

Standing under the layers of dark clouds, Chu Xun's eyes flashed with cold lightning, and he stared coldly at the terrifying clouds. He almost raised his palm and slammed into it. The terrifying surging force was accompanied by the boiling energy. The blood directly tore this Buddhist face into pieces. It was really noisy and hypocritical.

When the Buddhist disciple helped the murderer, he did not stand up and say that God has the virtue of good life. Now that the Buddhist disciple is about to die, he did this. It is really ridiculous. Besides, he wanted to take over the matter with the promise that he would be richly rewarded. He was not willing to give the so-called empty promises, but deep down he still looked down on Huangzhou from a high position and did not dare to go too far when trying to manipulate him.

"Tsk~!"

The boiling Qi and blood surged like a furnace, burning the clouds in an instant, turning the Buddhist monk's will into a ball of ashes.

outside world.

Samantabhadra.

Looks ugly.

With his hands raised, he almost wanted to put himself in danger to fish the Buddha out.

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Under the earth.

The fair-skinned monk Xuanjing fell into the boiling lava. His body was covered with wounds, with no less than a hundred cracks, large and small. He also heard Samantabhadra's conversation just now, and knew that Chu Xun was determined. When he wanted to kill himself, the last illusion in his heart was completely dissipated, and his heart felt empty like never before.

Lying on the magma, the boiling magma was washing away his tattered cassock, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his eyes were slightly closed, and there were only dozens of hands left on one hand, and he was chanting: "Amitabha!"

The confusion in my heart in the past.

Easy to solve.

There are twelve Dharma signs in Buddhism.

And before.

He practiced to the sixth Dharma, and when he reached the seventh Dharma of Great Reincarnation, he could not practice it no matter what. The ubiquitous death crisis made him suddenly realize the true meaning of the so-called Great Reincarnation. On the boiling magma, allowing the magma to roll like a sea tide, the extremely pure and holy Buddha light on his body became more and more blazing.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"The Great Reincarnation Dharma!"

He whispered softly.