Rain is heavy, magic rain, blowing the magic snail!

Shan Wuwei mobilized all the magic power of his body and blew the Miaoyin snail.

Shan Wuwei knew very clearly that with the joint efforts of the three of them, Tangcheng could not be captured. In other words, no one in the huge Western Regions could stop Tangcheng.

That's fine. Although Tang Cheng seemed to have bad intentions, he practiced the Vajra Physal Tripitaka after all, and was wearing the robe of the Great Sun Tathagata.

The three major temples all bowed their heads and gave up their defeat, and let Tangcheng be the co-lord of the Western Regions - the Living Buddha, which is not uncontroversial. But the problem is that Tangcheng is now going to overcome the disaster, but the place where he overcomes the disaster is Drepung Monastery.

With the might of the heavenly tribulation, it is easy to flatten the earth three feet. This temple that has passed on thousands of yours will definitely be destroyed. Shan Wuwei, as the spiritual leader of Drepung Monastery, will never allow such a thing to happen.

"Woo woo woo woo woo woo!" The snail whimpered, as if the earth was wailing.

Tang Cheng Wuwei was concerned about what Shan Wuwei and others were doing. The strength of the heavenly tribulation was beyond Tang Cheng's expectations. Tang Cheng had seen the magical artifact heavenly tribulation. When the Thousand Buddhas robes of the Pure Land Sect were formed, Tang Cheng witnessed the strength of the thunder tribulation with his own eyes. It was really simple and could not be compared with the four or nine heavenly tribulations.

However, when it was Tangcheng's turn to overcome the disaster, these thunders became excited as if they were injected with chicken blood. The thunder roared like rain. Between the heaven and earth, there were thick dark clouds above and dark earth below. The lightning connected the heaven and earth, as if it was a curtain woven by the gods.

This is not because the heavenly tribulation is not favored by Tang Cheng, but because the two robes are both top-grade artifacts, but there are also strengths and weaknesses. The Thousand Buddha robes are based on the power of incense and vows, and have accumulated thousands of Buddha statues, which are indeed the best among the top-grade artifacts.

But the Great Sun Tathagata's robe is even more terrifying. It practiced in the Tonggute Desert for a full 50,000 years with the fire from the center of the earth. The power contained in it was enough to evolve into a pure yang artifact. However, the elementary power of the fire from the center of the earth and the power of the Buddhist sect is not compatible, which makes the Great Sun Tathagata's robe with boundless power but cannot be used.

Tangcheng extracts the power in it and condenses the Dharma body of Tathagata, just like a transformation process. Converting fire into light and converting light into electricity. Although there is some loss in this, it is an essential improvement.

The Great Sun Tathagata's robe is very close to the category of pure yang artifacts, and is definitely not comparable. This is why Tangcheng is much more sad than Tanluan.

The Thunder God of Gen Mountain is powerful. Although it did not destroy Tangcheng, it destroyed most of the Drepung Monastery.

Under the invincible golden lightning, the square paved with bluestone in the Buddhist scriptures turned into ashes, and the ground was uneven. The Buddhist temples and monks' rooms with mixed wood and stone structures were easily destroyed. In the terrifying earth-type thunder tribulation, these ordinary substances were first purified into earth and stone, and then collapsed into ashes, with no possibility of surviving.

The sound of Shan Wuwei's snail became more and more shrill. A golden light suddenly shot out from the relics tower at the four corners of Drepung Monastery. Although it was dim and dull compared to the thick earth thunder of Gen Mountain, it shone directly into the sky. It was so tragic that it could not suppress the thunder.

King Kongzhi's face was extremely complicated and he whispered: "Shan Wuwei is going to fight to the death!" Naruoba's palm holding the Tianxin Lamp was loose and tight, and this famous magic weapon in the Western Regions could not bring him a sense of security.

After the four golden rays of light shot into the sky, slowly, bursts of Sanskrit singing sounds appeared in the sky, which sounded like the sound of heaven, extremely beautiful.

The monks who were originally confused during the thunder catastrophe fell to their positions at the same time, chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice, responding to the Brahma sounds in the sky. The originally gloomy sky was filled with golden light, forming a magnificent circle.

However, the thunder seemed to be angry and extremely irritable. The thunder that had originally just slashed the Tang City suddenly dispersed, smashing the more than a thousand monks who were chanting the Buddha's name. The remaining monks no longer cared about their image and fled out to death. Fortunately, the thunder had a more important goal, but they did not continue to pursue it.

Poor these guys were bewitched by Brahma Sutra and lost their lives once. Shan Wuwei, who was taken care of, was safe and sound. Vajra Zhi and Naruoba joined forces to protect him, and there was no danger for a while.

After the Qiyun was angry, it became ten times thicker in a blink of an eye. An ink-colored funnel seemed to appear in the sky. The tail of the funnel shot out bursting thunder, as if it was about to flip the entire earth.

The pressure of Tangcheng increased tenfold sharply, and the lightning was thick and contained unparalleled power. Tangcheng's sword light could have unleashed the lightning three feet away, but now it has been compressed within three feet. Each sword light shattered with a slight contact with the lightning.

The golden divine thunder failed to achieve success, and soon turned into the red Qiantian Zhenyang divine thunder. As time passed, Tang Cheng became increasingly stretched.

Moreover, the fearless snail sound never stopped, and the Buddhist singing in the sky has never stopped, and the mountain-like disaster clouds cannot cover a golden ring. With the high or low snail sound, the golden ring slowly fills up the golden light. When the golden light is completely filled, it will be the day when they are accomplished.

The robbery cloud became more and more furious, and the thunder fell down frantically. Now it is no longer the thunder of the lightning beam, but the thunder balls falling from the sky.

The golden, green, white, red, and black fall like rain, but this thunderstorm requires human life. Naruba and Vajra Zhi are under great pressure, but they protect the good and fearless and will never take a step back.

Compared to these three bald men, Tang Cheng was even more angry. They only shared less than 20% of the power of the thunder, but Tang Cheng had to face 80% of the pressure.

The Samaya Sword and the Bodhicitta Sword are no longer enough. Under the pressure of death, the mantras of the Five Wisdom Swords appear word by word in Tang Cheng's mind. The golden characters circling and flying, and finally turn into a red sword light that runs across the universe.

"Display it for me!"

Three swords came out at once, bounced a ball of black thunder ball a thousand feet away. Then the thunder ball exploded and turned into black lightning, destroying everything around.

With the help of this magic sword, Tang Cheng finally pushed the thunder ball that was approaching him three feet away again. Even so, Tang Cheng was still surrounded by dangers, and accidentally ended up burying himself in the sea of ​​thunder.

The sound of snails was still there, and the golden ring in the sky was finally filled, and suddenly it shone brightly, turning into a golden round mirror. Through the round mirror, you can see the boundless bliss inside, milk gathers into a river, the free heavenly woman is playing by the river, the three or five arhats are meditating, and seven or eight Bodhisattvas are preaching.

Suddenly, six rays of light suddenly shot out from the round mirror, piercing through the sky and landing on the heads of the six monks. Vajra Zhi and Naruoba breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally done!"

At this moment, the five-colored thunder balls in the sky suddenly stopped moving, and suddenly recycled in the air and turned into a terrifying sphere with a diameter of thousands of feet. The five-colored light slowly flowed on the surface of the thunder ball, entangled and merged with each other.

Not only was Tang Cheng not happy at all, he pointed at the three monks and cursed: "I was killed by you three idiots. I can't spare you a few of you later!"

Before Tang Cheng could finish cursing, the terrifying thunder ball in the air suddenly turned into two gray lightning lights and slashed down. One of them pointed at Tang Cheng, and the other was aimed at Naruba, Vajra Zhi and Shan Wuwei.

Chaos Divine Thunder.

Tangcheng had known that something was wrong, and three divine lights, as if they had reached the sword of the sky, shining in the sky, pointing directly to the gray thunder. The sword lights broke step by step, slashing towards Tangcheng inch by inch.

On the opposite side, the Chaos Divine Thunder that destroyed everything, King Kongzhi smiled bitterly and said, "It's a big deal!" Na Ruoba tightly pursed her thin lips and didn't speak. Tianxin lamp slashed forward, and a flaming sword light pierced the Thunder. But the gray thunder easily swallowed the Flame Sword, and never even burped.

Naruoba still refused to admit defeat and urged Tianxin Lamp to set up layers of fire curtains in front of her, but was easily penetrated by the gray thunder, and the thunder came and the fire was extinguished.

Looking at the bitter smile of Vajra and Shan Wuwei, Naruba sighed lightly, and then the three of them were completely swallowed by the lightning as thick as a river. The two medium-grade artifacts could not even resist for a little, so they flew out in a twist and flew out, and fell to the ground with two bangs.

Tang Cheng sweated on his forehead and frantically drew the power of the Great Sun Tathagata's robe to resist the destructive thunder, but the essential gap made all this effort futile.

The thunder pillar approached one foot, like a guillotine about to fall on his neck. Tang Cheng didn't even know that the other three had been completely destroyed, so he had no time to watch.

The blue veins on his forehead thundered, and the cold sweat on his back was full of cold sweat. So close to death, he forced every little potential of Tang Cheng out. In the blink of an eye, Amitabha Buddha stood up on his robe, swallowing all the other four Tathagata's Dharma bodies, and emitting circles of light on his head, which was the light of wisdom.

Amitabha Buddha can shine all light and know all dharmas.

Tang Cheng's heart was extremely clear, endless thoughts came one after another, and the three-colored magic swords slowly merged. However, it was so risky in the battle that he could not tell the truth.

The three-colored sword light merged slightly and collapsed spontaneously, causing the destructive thunder to move forward more than a hundred feet. Tang Cheng's heart shook like a heavenly drum, and the Śrāvakas lived a hundred miles away.

After repeated attempts, they approached death. Tang Cheng's heart was leaping wildly, but his eyes were extremely clear. At this moment, no external objects could rely on, only wisdom was eternal.

Thousands of feet, hundred feet, ten feet, three feet, one foot, the Chaos Divine Thunder Pillar is close at hand, and the crazy destruction of all things made Tang Cheng's hair stand up. Tang Cheng's eyebrows scattered, and scars broke out on his body, penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

Tang Cheng's magic power is hard to ensure that his body is not harmed. Of course, Tang Cheng's body is only transformed from the magic robe of the Great Sun Tathagata. As long as the magic robe is not damaged, it can be completely restored in just one thought.

But if the Great Sun Tathagata's robe was hit by the chaotic thunder, it would be impossible to escape the destruction of the destruction. After all, it is not a pure yang artifact that cannot be damaged by all dharmas.

If it fails, what's wrong with being wiped out?
Chapter completed!