This is his unique skill, a substitute he has developed because he has never been able to reach the realm of the realm of the field. The faint green light shines, and strange shadows appear on the blue sky, as if a world full of dead and pain appeared from the end of the sky to merge with the present.

Jingling and Deshan speeded up their speech, and the Miaomiao Buddha's words turned into eighteen pillars of heaven, preventing the arrival of the underworld, and even more so, lifting it to an illusory place.

This contest is too strange, and it makes people have to believe that there are higher-level living beings in the world.

Ripples appeared in the void, and a red tassel spear full of cold light appeared from the ripples. From a distance, it looked like a poisonous snake waiting to pounce on its prey. The tip of the red tassel spear aimed at Jingling and sprayed out with a "swoosh".

"Bang!" The red tassel spear collided with the body of monk Jingling, and a dull sound of a pestle hitting the golden bell. Monk Jingling's body was much harder than the bell and tripod made of gold. The murderous red tassel spear could not cause harm to it.

After this blow, the whole world trembled.

More ripples appeared in the void, as if a red tassel gun carved from a mold showed its true body in the ripples. The spear head appeared on Jiuzhou, and the tail of the gun was hidden in the ripples, giving people the feeling of being ready to go.

The monk Jingling, who always recited the Buddha's Exorcist Sutra with his eyes closed, showed a solemn Dharma image behind him. He was a Buddha's golden body sitting cross-legged on a huge lotus, with a fleshy bun on his head, his eyes closed, his hands were held in a charming lotus shape on his chest, half of his body was exposed, and he was wearing a wide cassock obliquely. Even if he sat upright, he was fifteen feet tall, and he was a complete giant.

The red tassel guns covered the sky densely, and they flew over at the same time, giving people irresistible pressure. However, the Buddha's golden body did not move, just like the monk Jingling with a calm expression, maintaining the posture of holding a lotus, and his huge body gave people the feeling of being as motionless as a mountain.

"Ding ding dong dong..." The red tassel gun fired, unable to shake it at all, but was bounced back to the side of the void by the recoil force.

Seeing that the attack was invalid, Lotha finally showed his true form. He had long flowing hair mixed with black and white, and his pupils were narrow, like a poisonous snake hunting at night. The light of a beast reflected from his pupils. He was wearing a strange-shaped leather jacket, and his complete beast claws lay on his left shoulder, which was part of the leather jacket.

Luosa and Shen Fei had two fights. In these two fights, he used the elusive red tassel spear to launch an attack, and he was already extremely powerful. Luosa seemed to be different from ordinary demon sects, with a deeper obscure light in his eyes.

Luo Sa's true body appeared in the void. He could see that the Demon Elimination Sutra had already taken effect. The underworld became more and more illusory. It would probably be forcibly pushed to the side of the void soon. In other words, the trick of the White Bone Ancestor is about to fail.

Luosa knew that there was not much time left for him, and only by breaking through the defense of Monk Jingling could he turn the situation around.

The narrow pupils of the snakes narrowed twice in a row, and their eyes fell on Monk Deshan. "Monk Jingling has a powerful Dharma image that cannot be broken for a while. I wonder if you have it!" He showed a cruel smile, raised his right hand, and immediately more red tassel spears poked out half of his head in the void. As Luosa waved his right hand forward, all the red tassel spears rushed towards Monk Deshan.

Deshan is already the master of the precepts at a young age. Is he the position of the master of the hall?

Thousands of red tassel guns fired volleys, and the power of Lothar was shocking.

De Shan, who felt the murderous intention, was forced to stop chanting scriptures, opened his eyes, clasped his hands and urged forward. A golden light wall appeared on the outside of the palm of his hand, and all the red tassels flying in from the sky were blocked by the golden light wall.

Luosa moved his fingers, and more red tassel spears appeared, launching attacks from all angles, and he would not give up until he stabbed Monk Deshan to death. The latter shouted loudly, and the glow originally attached to his head suddenly spread out towards the sky, gradually condensed into a golden arhat figure of up to twenty battles. The arhat face was fierce, and the arhat beads were hung on his chest, holding an arhat stick in his hand, and the monk obeyed the upper body and tied it around his waist. This is Venerable Binluoba Rodo, ranked fifth among the eighteen arhats and one of the superior arhats.

The true body of the Arhat appeared, with his feet arched in front and behind, and cracks were trampled on the dense mountainous land. The Arhat stick danced with his hands, with the power of thunder and the ability to open the mountain. "Wow, whiff, whiff, whiff..." Accompanied by the strong wind, the Arhat stick rotating between his hands shot down all the red tassel guns as small as needles in front of it, and no one escaped.

Monk Deshan showed great power, his clean face turned red, and he looked fierce and evil. After all, he was the master of the Precepts Hall, and he also used the Arhat Golden Body as the Dharma image, so he had the killing aura on his body. Monk Jingling valued this and used it more.

"Boom!" The Luohan stick fell down, swept the afterimage of Luosa, and knocked the earth and rocks on the ground up and shot it to a height of 1,000 meters. Monk Deshan, who had murderous aura, would not just defend, but hit it with one stick to completely change the terrain of the mountains.

Luosa appeared in the void. Although the power of the Arhat stick was not strong enough, it could not hit him. He looked up at the sky and saw that the underworld summoned by the Old Bone Ancestor was getting farther and farther away from him. He concluded that even monk Jingling alone would be enough to prevent the arrival of the Underworld. This proved that monk Jingling's martial arts and cultivation were more than that of the Old Bone Ancestor. Luosa knew very well that the strength of the Old Bone Ancestor. Monk Jingling was able to compete with him at a young age, or even better, indicating that this person deserves special attention from the Holy Church.

"Actually, Jing Ling is right. The main target of the Buddha Sect now is the Shushan Sword Sect. Our Demon Sect can avoid the limelight first. When the two sects fight to the death, then come out to reap profits. Why do you have to fight head-on? Bai Gu, you guy, are really brainless." That's what he said, Luo Sa was still fully firepowered and ready to fight. If he had only put out three or four points of force before, he would have to get to eight points this time. Bai Gu Ancestor Bai Gu Ancestor is not bad for him, and he can't watch Bai Gu Ancestor lose.

Luosa decided to show off his real skills. All the long hair draped over his shoulders flew upwards, and his whole body released pressure from the inside to the outside. "Monkey of Lingyin Temple, you are just blamed for being too ignorant and insisted on using my full strength." A purple rainbow light rose from Luosa's body and shot into the sky. The next moment, a gun fell from the nine heavens, with the blade mottled and the red tassel sparse, as if it had been eroded by endless years. It broke through the dense clouds and exposed a spear head, and this section alone had dozens of battles wide. The purple rainbow light formed a corridor to help it move forward, and the terrifying pressure rushed towards the front and pressed the gentle mountain to sink into it. Luosa raised his hands and pressed it down with force. The terrifying pressure was released, and the red tassel gun was like a meteorite falling from the sky burning and piercing the sky.

The arrival of meteorites was Chu Xie's specialty skill. After Luosa used it, he felt a different feeling. The red tassel gun was extremely sharp. It was located in a distant place and could easily break the earth under his feet and crush it, which was not comparable to the arrival of meteorites.

"Ahhhh!" Facing the red tassel spear that had a size of thousands of times magnified from the sky, Monk Deshan's eyes were soaring, the monk's robe sounded, and the robe was torn apart under the powerful pressure. The exposed skin trembled, his body became shorter, and his knees sank below the ground. The leaves around him flew like a knife, and all the trees within a thousand meters were flattened. All the animals living underground died tragically, and blood oozed out of the wet soil.

Monk Deshan shouted loudly and pushed out the arhat stick in his hand facing the wind. The golden-body arhat Dharma that was as high as twenty battles was also pushed out the long stick with his movements. The Buddha Sect Arhat stick was a white stick in the hands of Monk Deshan, and a golden stick in the hands of the golden-body arhat. It was about the same length as the body, and there were twenty battles.

"Boom!" The pure gold Arhat stick confronted the red tassel spear falling from the sky. The tip of the gun hit the tip of the stick. A light spot appeared at the junction. The light was too dazzling, making the surrounding environment darker and became the only color between heaven and earth.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!" The confrontation between the two made the world lose its color, and the sun and the moon were dull. A sudden impact wave roared and swept across all directions. The powerful force lingered around the tip of the stick and the spear, fighting against each other, as if after the distant years of eternal years. At a certain point in time, the Arhat stick finally broke into pieces!

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The Buddhist children and grandchildren summoned the ancient Buddha souls to cover the body, which was the source of power for the monks. No one knew why they could summon the ancient Buddha souls, and no one knew why the ancient Buddha souls could be so powerful. The monks just dedicated a heart to the Buddha without regrets, and that's all.

As the Arhat stick broke apart, the fierce power revealed from the red tassel spear penetrated from top to bottom, causing the original balanced power pattern to be broken. De Shan roared sweetly and spewed out a mouthful of blood. As the saying goes, when there is a gap in the internal force, external power will continue to pour in from the gap, forming a chain reaction and causing irresistible damage.

As a result, the second and third sections of the Arhat Stick collapsed one after another, and the red tassel spear continued to press down. A wider gun body appeared in the clouds. The gun body was mottled, with the color of bronze and granite texture. Every texture contained in it was clearly visible, engraved with traces of erosion from endless years. The birth of this red tassel spear must have been very far away, otherwise it would not have brought such a simple and vicissitudes of life.

Monk Deshan retreated step by step, vomiting blood, and the Arhat's golden body magic became illusory and ethereal. Only half of the pure gold Arhat stick in his hand was left, and it seemed that the defeat was settled. But at this moment, a holy light rose up from the ground, and some tadpole-shaped words flew over and wrapped around the Arhat stick, injecting strength into it.

"Incredible feeling! Host, you are indeed the incarnation of Buddha and the future of Buddhism." Monk Deshan's gray face recovered his blood and energy, and his physical strength was restored. His spirit was greatly boosted. He took eleven steps in a row and finally took a step forward, pushing out the white stick with all his strength, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Boom!" Finally, the red tassel spear falling from the sky was pushed back to the clouds, and pushed back to where it came.

Luo Sa's face was pale. Looking around, he saw that the underworld summoned by the White Bone Ancestor had been completely lost by the monk Jingling forcibly breaking the Dharma and could never come to Jiuzhou again. He sighed: "This human being is very human, not an ordinary monk." He still remembered it fresh. Just as the red tassel spear was about to completely descend to the earth, cut off the arhat stick and cut the golden arhat holding the arhat stick into two halves from the middle, the golden Buddhist text appeared and wrapped it onto the arhat stick.

It wrapped around the body of the golden body and Dharma image, and at the same time it wrapped around the body of Monk Deshan. The monk seemed to have seen something from this, his face was as decayed as before, but it seemed like he was injected with chicken blood. While blood was spraying in his mouth, blue veins sprinted. Bi Ji pushed the long stick with all his strength. The pain completely lost its effect in front of him, and finally blocked his attack. The young monk named Deshan also exhausted his strength after using all his strength, and could no longer get up in the coma.

At that moment, when the Buddha's sect's mantra was entangled with his body, what did he see? Why could he suddenly forget life and death, forget his illness and fight back?

Luosa stared at the ordinary monk Jingling, felt a little fear from his always smiling face, and said intently: "This monk is a bit evil, he can't be a demon monk."

But he saw that monk Jingling kept his hands clasped, walked slowly to Deshan, and pressed his right hand against his forehead to release the power of tranquility. A little, he withdrew his hand. Monk Deshan's injuries had not improved, but Jingling's face showed a satisfied smile.

Lothar couldn't help asking, "What did you do to him!"

"Amitabha, this has nothing to do with the donor."

"I don't think you look like a good person."

"Amitabha, there is no good or bad in the eyes of the Buddha, no joy or anger, no good or evil, which is the so-called equality of all beings."

"Who are you? Why did Jingxin hand over the position of presidency so simply after you arrived, and she looked very afraid of you."

"Amitabha, the little monk cannot answer the donor's question." Luosa asked several questions in a row but was refused answer, which made him feel even more uneasy. At this moment, a voice of ",,..." came from a distance, and the old ancestor of the White Bone dragged his tired body out of the bushes. He staggered, with many cracks on his black robe, and was very injured. He came directly below the floating void of Luosa and said to Luosa: "This monk is very strange. When he was reciting the Buddhist scriptures, he showed all kinds of phantoms in front of me, disturbing my mind and causing failure to achieve a magical power back! He is definitely not an ordinary monk, and we need to work together to deal with it."

"Phantom?" Losa carefully chewed these two words, and finally realized it and raised her head, "I understand, I finally understand that you must have created an illusion in front of Deshan's eyes, making him mistakenly think that his injury had healed and even achieved great magical skills. That's why the young monk would fight back desperately, it must be like this."
Chapter completed!