History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 1232: Subdue the devil, destroy the Buddha!
"Then you can be buried with Jingnian Temple!"
Speaking harshly, coldly and sternly, Jiang Chen didn't see any movement between the words, Gu Zi stepped forward, with steady steps, like stepping on a heavy mountain, shaking the ground majestically.
One old and one young, two zhike monks paralleled their fists and palms, and they went straight to Jiang Chen to strike. However, when they hit Jiang Chen three feet away, they collided On top of an invisible air wall.
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound, like the ringing of a bell, like the ringing of a death knell, with tremendous force, it bounced out from the invisible air wall, and the two monks who knew guests couldn't bear the huge force, so they flew upside down and hit the wall of the mountain gate with their heads hurting. Broken blood, tragic death on the spot.
"You"
Seeing this, Concubine Shixuan couldn't help but be surprised and angry.
But Jiang Chen waved his sleeves, untied her legs and said, "Didn't you say earlier that the Buddha would not let me go? Now, I want you to witness with your own eyes that the Jingnian Temple is destroyed!"
When the words fell, he stepped forward, and Shi Feixuan hurriedly followed.
At this time, the guarding monks have discovered that there is an invasion of foreign enemies. Dozens of monks hold cooked copper sticks and form an formation to meet the powerful enemy. These monks are all first-class masters in the Jianghu, forming a large formation, their power is multiplied, even the top masters will feel a headache when they see such a formation.
Jingnian Temple, as a Buddhist holy place as famous as Cihang Jingzhai, has its own immeasurable Buddha power, which can protect the holy place from being invaded by foreign demons. Ordinary people in the world have no courage to dare to trespass here. However, Jiang Chen is not an ordinary person in the world, and his power is also different.
"Can you stop Jiang's footsteps?"
Facing the road blocked by the monks protecting the temple, Jiang Chen let out a cold snort, stepped on the ground in the direction he stepped, and suddenly generated infinite power, flying sand and rolling stones, and the formation formed by the monks protecting the temple was instantly broken through.
"Ah!"
There were screams, and figures flew away. Jiang Chen was invincible in the direction of his footsteps.
"The devil!"
"Surrender!"
The horror of religion does not lie in the strength of force or force, but in the terror of their beliefs. Even though Jiang Chen showed his unrivaled force, the monks who protect the temple are already fighting with all their might, desperately fighting for their lives.
"What about the devil?"
Hearing the name of the devil at the first glance seemed to be touched, Jiang Chen's mind suddenly had some scattered memories, and then, his eyes were filled with blood, and he swept out with infinite power:
"If the so-called Buddha is what you look like, then I would rather become a demon, sink into the six realms, and fall into a demon forever!"
Blood-stained killings, blood-stained demon paths, Jiang Chen's demonic thoughts suddenly arose, and his killing intent grew. Every gesture of his hands and feet possessed immeasurable majestic power. Survived.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a loud shout was heard, and immediately, all the monks backed away from both sides, but saw an old monk who was about sixty years old, walking slowly from the inside to the outside, blocking in front of Jiang Chen.
"Master Buan, be careful!"
Shi Feixuan followed Jiang Chen, saw the old monk blocking the way, and hurriedly reminded her, causing Jiang Chen to glance back at her, and said with a snort, "You can't protect yourself, how can you care about others?"
"Amitabha."
Shouting the Buddha's name, Master Bu'an faced Jiang Chen, and asked angrily, "Old Monk, Bu'an, I have seen Your Honor, and dare to ask why His Honor is so tricky, and even killed my Buddhist disciple, and even kidnapped Master Fairy!"
"Not angry?"
Jiang Chen sneered and said, "When you question Jiang like this, don't you have any hatred in your heart? It's called No Anger, but it's not. From Jiang's point of view, you should be called Wan Chen."
Buan was about to speak, but an extremely tall and stalwart black and strong monk flashed to the side. He held a fine copper Zen staff with a thick bowl mouth, and threw it straight at Jiang Chen's head, but roared like a lion in his mouth. He shouted loudly with a voice as strong and powerful as possible: "What a devil, you dare to come to my Jingnian Temple to make trouble, and even kill my disciples! Look at the Buddha who has saved you!"
Seeing this, Shi Feixuan hurriedly shouted: "Master Buchi, be careful, you are not his opponent!"
"Late!"
Seeing that the fine copper Zen staff was about to hit the top of his head, Jiang Chen snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, and suddenly, a divine light shot out from his eyes and shot directly onto the Zen staff, which contained majestic power and was infinitely powerful. It can be matched, and with one blow, it directly knocked the non-crazy monk into the air.
At this time, two more monks flashed to the side, but they were not greedy and fearless, and they were not angry or ignorant at the beginning.
Seeing the inexplicable defeat of Buchi, coupled with the reminder from Shi Feixuan, knowing that the enemy is powerful and unmatched by ordinary people, at the moment, Bugang hurriedly said: "The devil is powerful, and it cannot be defeated by one person. Let's fight together , subdued the devil who killed my disciples in the Buddhist monastery and held Fairy Master hostage."
"Amitabha, although my Buddha is merciful, I also have vajra's angry eyes, and I am about to subdue demons!"
The four guardian king vajras immediately changed their shapes, and the four of them formed a formation. Vajra fist, prajna palm, subduing demon sword, and mad magic wand all unfurled their mighty Buddha majesty without waves, and they charged towards Jiang Chen.
"Since you keep saying that you want to subdue the demons, then Jiang will give you a blessing and let you have a good experience, the demons are powerful!"
Watching the four guardian kings attacking together, under the blessing of the formation, a huge power beyond ordinary people's imagination erupted, but there was no trace of fear on Jiang Chen's face. It emanates from his body, and the natural power of good fortune is running, turning into the extreme of destruction:
"Magic style, Swallow Meteor!"
The power flows, the magic power is rampant, and the wind and clouds are swirling, forming a huge vortex. Huge and powerful, like a mighty torrent, poured out with a bang, and in a moment, it drowned all the four guardian vajras.
"uh"
Screaming and screaming, it was the Buddha who was defeated after drinking. The four great Dharma protectors flew upside down and fell to the ground tens of feet away.
"In the past, before Nirvana, Shakyamuni once said: 'After my Nirvana, when the Dharma is about to be destroyed, the world of five rebellions is turbid, and the way of magic is prosperous. , clothes of five colors, drinking wine and eating meat, killing and greedy. There is no compassion, and even more hatred and envy."
Jiang Chen sneered coldly: "In Jiang's opinion, you are the demons who joined the Buddhist sect as the Buddha said, destroying and disrupting the righteous teachings of the Buddhist sect as disciples of the Buddhist sect. Look at you, dressed in brocade Lan cassock, living in a gold and copper palace, kills, is greedy, and has no compassion at all, like the four of you, although they are called no greed, no fear, no anger, and no ignorance, but they are very greedy, angry, and ignorant. , Said that Jiang is a demon, but in fact you are the demons in cassocks!"
"You"
The four people, Bu Chen and Bu Chi, who had already suffered heavy injuries, heard Jiang Chen sneer and sarcasm again, and their true energy suddenly rioted, their injuries worsened, blood spurted from their mouths, and they died suddenly on the spot.
"Master not angry! Master not crazy"
Master Concubine Xuan rushed forward and shouted repeatedly. Finally, she looked at Jiang Chen full of resentment: "The four masters are highly respected, how can you bear to kill them?"
"The moral is high and prestige, maybe not."
Jiang Chen sneered and said, "My blow was just to return their strength to them. Although they were seriously injured, they were not dead. The reason why they vomited blood and died was because they found out. It's a real demon, Miss Shi, don't you think so?"
"Your words are unreasonable!"
Shi Feixuan has always been eloquent, but at this moment, facing Jiang Chen's words, she really didn't know how to refute, and she was in a state of confusion and couldn't hold herself back.
"Come with me, let me clean up your Buddhist sect!"
Jiang Chen laughed and stepped forward, his pace was very slow, but every step seemed to step on the heart of those who blocked him, and the monks around retreated one after another, and those who failed to retreat were suddenly attacked by powerful forces and fell down one after another Fly out, vomit blood and die.
"Amitabha!"
The bronze hall in the center is close in front of you. At this moment, there is a sudden sound of the Buddha's call. Immediately, there are bursts of Brahma flowers, shining brightly. He saw that the door of the hall was wide open, and a three-foot bronze bell was held in one hand. He was about forty years old. The old monk walked out slowly.
This monk has a slender and unrestrained figure, a straight nose, and delicate features. The curved upper lip and the slightly upturned lower lip exude an indescribable charm, embedded in his slender face. Xi is extraordinary, and even more leisurely and content. The face with a broad chin, deep eyes, bright and beautiful looks solemn, and it is comfortable and natural for people to look at, but there is only a trace of anger indistinctly.
"Are you empty?"
Jiang Chen said with a soft smile, "I heard that you practice closed-mouth meditation. I thought that you might have done too many things wrong, so you dare not open your mouth in front of the Buddha!"
"Amitabha."
The Buddha's name was proclaimed again, and he said in a low voice: "I practice the closed-mouth meditation, it is a practice, and today I practice it for the honor and self-defeating, but I want to do the act of not being able to move the Ming King and glaring at the Vajra."
"Don't you just want to kill Jiang?"
Jiang Chen chuckled and said, "Come on, show what you can, and kill me!" As he spoke, a breath spread from his body, and suddenly, the world was silent, solemn and solemn, making people feel almost panting I can't breathe.
"Mystery and yellow change, against the dragon to clear the way!"
Heavenly kungfu made fortunes and martial arts changed drastically. I saw Jiang Chen slowly raising his hand. Immediately, the clouds in the sky moved, the earth trembled endlessly, the black and yellow turbulent, and the true essence condensed. He turned into a golden dragon and raised a huge The ferocious head opened its **** mouth wide, raised its head to the sky and roared, the sound moved the whole world, and the world was shocked for a moment.
"It's a dragon?!"
Shi Feixuan and the monks who gathered in the monastery saw this strange situation, they couldn't help but turn pale with shock.
"Aww!"
There was a dragon roar, and the wind and clouds moved instantly, but seeing the golden dragon hovering in the air, surging with unparalleled power, Heshi rushed straight at Master Kong. empty.
"Not good!"
I don't know what the power of this golden dragon is. Master Liaokong dared to block it head-on. It's just that although he avoided it, the monks in the monastery behind him didn't have the ability.
"Run away!"
Who dares to resist the power of the dragon? Facing this legendary ancient animal, all the monks in the monastery retreated without even thinking about it. Those who reacted slowly almost scolded their mothers, wishing their parents would have two more legs.
Boom!
The unworldly power of the dragon, it was shot down, and in an instant, some buildings above the ground were razed to the ground. Shooting in all directions, with the power of the dragon, it exploded and swept all directions.
Although most of the monks in the monastery practice martial arts, and even many of them are first-rate masters, they are still weak and vulnerable under the power of Longwei. In an instant, dozens of monks were under this blow Being engulfed, the casualties are difficult to discern.
"Hateful!"
When Master Liaokong saw this, his eyes were about to burst. After seeing the golden dragon strike, it disappeared. He immediately realized that this was Jiang Chen's martial arts skills. The Buddha's name, while raising his hand, he threw the three-foot bronze bell into the air, and it spun around, shining brightly under the sunlight.
Clasping hands together, repeating Sanskrit sounds, Master Liaokong exerted all his cultivation, and his Buddhist skills were running to the limit. There seemed to be a little golden light emitting from his body, and there was a figure of the Ming King faintly appearing behind him.
"Fudo Ming Wang, deter the heretics!"
Master Liaokong hit ~IndoMTL.com~ on top of the three-foot copper bell, and immediately, the vast Buddha sound waves spread out, shaking the air and setting off waves of ripples, as if some Buddhist mantras appeared and disappeared from time to time , Solemn and merciful, save your life and kill!
"Very good!"
Jiang Chen laughed and said, "This is the opponent worth looking forward to. If nothing else, you are worthy of Jiang's use of this move!" The power bursts out in an instant:
"Daowu: Unity Initial!"
Scattered memories suddenly appeared in my mind, and when I instinctively raised my hand, I unexpectedly raised my supreme Dao martial arts, unmatched profound strength, gathered in one place, condensed into a sword pillar, soaring to the sky, smashing straight, Master Liao Kong threw all his strength Blowing, countless mantras, most of them were wiped out in a flash, and then, the sword pillar pierced through the air, and in the blink of an eye, they were forced in front of Master Kong.
Master Liaokong closed his eyes and folded his palms together, and chanted the Buddha mantra in a low voice, light and fast, like a song but not a song, like words but not words, the three-foot bronze bell floated in front of him, and it turned around differently. Mysterious kung fu poured all my strength into it, turning it into a wall of copper and iron, and faced the unprecedented and powerful enemy in front of me.
In the golden light, the expression on his face is like compassion, like chilling. Compassion is pity for all things in the world, and chilling is ferocious killing of subduing demons. Who knows, which side is the true face of Buddha?
Singing in a low voice, from small to large, it instantly resounds around!
The bronze bell rang, and the bell reverberated. Under the eyes, there seemed to be countless golden light reflections. It was a Buddha, a demon, and an incredible blow to death, which shocked the monks present.
However, when everyone was stunned, the Tongtian Sword Pillar had already slashed through the air, and in a brilliant golden light, it slashed fiercely on the three-foot bronze bell. The Sanskrit singing stopped suddenly, and the noisy world suddenly stopped strangely.
At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on the two figures in the golden light