high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 250

"Certainly!"

The 49 lion-headed gods spoke in unison, imprisoning the slight changes in the upper and lower parts of the void.

Spell!

These puppets can actually use the supernatural powers of monks?

Wuhui almost popped his eyes out, he looked at Ranxu and Ranfa with indifferent faces, and at the old monk Ranqing who was laughing wildly with his hands on his hips, he couldn't believe it at all.

He has seen lion beads before, but he has never witnessed the true power of this magic weapon, and has always been in the fog.

The old monk Ranqing regarded this magic weapon as his own son, and tied it on his wrist all year round. He couldn't put it down and couldn't bear to take it off.

Amiya's ciphertext...

Wuhui murmured to himself with a thoughtful face.

A human body is hard to come by, Buddhism is hard to hear, and spirituality is even harder to find.

"Tiwei Jing" once used the saying of piercing a needle through a high mountain to explain the difficulty of finding the human body, soul and spirit.

"Suppose there is a person on Mount Sumeru with a slender thread, and another person holding a needle under the shadow. There is a swirling haze and a strong wind. It is difficult for the thread to enter the needle hole. The human body is so rare."

If you throw a needle into the sea, you can still get what you ask for.

It is too rare to lose one's life.

Being able to understand characters, understand etiquette, and then understand principles, and participate in nature, these are all personal, spiritual, and spiritual merits.

Monsters, spirits and monsters have died a hundred times, surviving thunder disasters, refining bones, and transforming into shapes, all in order to cultivate a human body and obtain a spirituality.

Once you lose your human body, you will never recover. After [-] kalpas, you will not lose your body.

The existence of spirituality is extremely rare.

The Amitabha cipher text is a great magic handed down from Leiyin Temple. It is the magical power of the sect and the foundation of the holy land.

It specializes in attunement, and is best at enlightening the soul, making falsehoods come true.

Ami was formerly known as Zen Master Guangde. He was the abbot of the old Leiyin Temple. His Zen theory was as profound as a vast abyss, and he possessed the nature of a Buddha.

After Zen Master Guangde cultivated to the extreme of immortality and became invincible in the world, he became complacent and arrogant.

He changed Leiyin Temple to Daleiyin Temple, and his dharma name, Guangde, was also changed to Amitabha.

Amitabha cipher text, this enlightenment supernatural power created by Zen Master Guangde, was originally called Amitabha cipher text in the era of Gu Leiyin Temple.

One word difference, one thought difference.

The Zen master has the idea of ​​being honored as the ancestor, but he does not have the destiny to become a Buddha or Bodhi.

On the night that Zen Master Guangde changed his name to Amitabha, there was a thunderstorm, and half of the Leiyin Temple was smashed into ashes, and half of the monks above the middle three realms died. Ash.

Afterwards, the monks of Leiyin Temple feared the magic of heaven, and took the initiative to cut off the word "big" in front of the temple name, and the Amitabha cipher text was also changed into the Amitabha cipher text.

This supernatural power has been comprehended before, but it is too difficult, it is not in line with my own way, and in the end it just doesn't matter.

Looking at it now, the eyes of these lion-headed gods are vivid, and the flesh and blood are lifelike. It is obvious that they have been enlightened by the cipher text and have broken away from the category of dead things.

"How to fight..."

Wuhui touched his bald head and muttered to himself.

In the blink of an eye, 49 blazes of light flashed towards Bai Shu's immobile figure. Their three-foot-tall pagoda-like bodies were majestic and mighty, full of murderous aura.

boom! ! !

The four fields are shaking!

The void was silently annihilated, the ripples spread, and the power of thousands of hurricanes rolled and raged, creating chaos.

In the middle of the chaos, suddenly, Bai Shu was nowhere to be seen.

Wuhui frowned slightly, and he looked around, just as he was about to use his eyes to search for traces of Baishu.

Suddenly, there was a clear whistle.

"Certainly!"

"crack!"

The handsome young man suddenly showed his figure, he pointed solemnly, and said in a deep voice.

The curse descended in an instant, and when the lion-headed god was imprisoned by an inexplicable force, dozens of large void cracks intertwined in an instant, densely like a net, with a terrifying aura.

The two lion-headed gods couldn't avoid it, and were immediately drawn into the center by the crack in the void, and twisted into dozens of uneven sections.

"fire!"

Several lion-headed gods summoned the sky fire in an instant, raging endlessly, and they were dissolved by Bai Shu with the same spell.

Yushu Leifa, Mantra, Flying Sword, Great Peacock Light, and even Divine Elephant Fist and Seven Steps of Growing Lotus, etc. have not been used for a long time.

In the fierce fights again and again, Bai Shu's skills became more and more proficient, and his power became stronger and stronger, and he was handy.

He is like a piece of iron embryo, which is gradually peeled off under the external force, leaving only the most perfect iron base material.

The lion-headed god will not die, whether it was "cracked" by the curse at the beginning to shatter his body, or later beheaded with a flying sword and blasted with thunder.

As soon as those lion-headed priests died, they turned into small round glass beads carved with lion heads, but in a short while, a new lion-headed god manifested again.

Unborn, undying, neither increasing nor decreasing...

The battle has lasted for an unknown amount of time, Bai Shu only felt that the true qi had almost bottomed out, but the lion-headed god's blows were heavier than each blow, as towering as a mountain.

"Bound!"

He roared loudly, and with his left hand he cast layers of five-color shields to catch the vajra that pierced his face. His right hand showed the strength to shake the mountains, and pressed hard on the head of the bound lion-headed god.

boom! ! !

The lion's head was pierced into the intestines with a single seal, bursting out thousands of golden lights, and turned into gurgling lion beads again.

Bai Shu turned around again and slapped his palm, and the sword light shot out from his palm, piercing straight through several lion-headed gods behind him who wanted to sneak attack.

"retreat!"

"retreat!"

"retreat!"

When Bai Shu Yujian wanted to continue chasing and killing, several lion-headed gods who had recovered from the glazed beads roared in the distance.

The inexplicable force instantly pulled Bai Shu's sword light far away.

Seizing the opportunity, a few huge fists pierced through the billowing void and imprinted fiercely on the sword light, beating the unprepared Bai Shu until he vomited blood.

Swah——

The golden sacred tree stretches out thousands of silk ribbons, the big umbrella blows the wind to accommodate all things, and the wisdom sword with a handle realizes enlightenment, to cut off the five senses...Exploring the Dragon Claw, Seven Dozens of Suzaku, Human Master Seal, Purity Shenguang...

The 49 lion-headed gods are constantly reincarnated from life to death, and immeasurable magical powers burst out from their hands, playing a grand momentum.

Baishu propped up the five-color light as a barrier, while continuously absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to restore the injured body, while fighting fiercely, all kinds of supernatural powers fell in turn, fighting desperately.

refuses to die……

How can such an invincible monster win?

Bai Shufang swung his sword to cut off half of a lion-headed god's head, but was held back by several other groups, and he took the Datianlong fist firmly.

"This is Little Doyle."

Seeing Bai Shu being punched flying, the old monk Ran Qing kept hecking, his eyebrows and eyes widening:

"Are you satisfied?"

"Are you a King Kong?"

Bai Shu stepped out of the deep pit, raised his arms high, and transformed into a five-color pagoda, crushing several lion-headed gods.

"49 Unkillable Vajra One Heavy?"

Bai Shu yelled in grief and indignation, and pressed down with his palm, crushing a stealthy creature on the ground into powder.

"Are you convinced?" Ran Qing smiled and squinted his eyes. Although he saw Bai Shu's sword shining coldly and several lion-headed gods being torn apart, he remained calm.

"If you say you are convinced, the old monk will show mercy and let you go."

"I've taken it." Bai Zhu didn't think twice.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Ran Qing waved his hands vigorously and shouted:

"Call me!"

　The bottom is gone, good night

　　

　

(End of this chapter)