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Chapter 280 Great Power Helps the Demon Emperor

In the weird world, there are only streaks of gray mist permeating the air, and there are hazy patches everywhere, as if elusive and elusive as if it is pregnant with terrifying and unknown life, people can't help but feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

In the mist, an old man gradually walked out.

This old man looks like a village man who grows crops in the countryside. He is wearing a commoner coat and a straw hat, with a lot of dirt under his fingernails. His wrinkled face is full of sorrow and vicissitudes.

He seemed to be a little hot. He took off his straw hat and fanned his sweat vigorously. The surrounding fog dissipated inexplicably, revealing a large blank area.

"Hehe, so many people can deal with a child, you are a bit too bullying, right? Don't you want to lose face?"

The old farmer grinned, but a strong coldness flashed in his eyes.

As he finished speaking, a figure exuding Buddha's light came out from the mist in the distance, it was a Buddhist Bodhisattva.

"Amitabha, it's not easy for a donor to live. Why did he appear in this world at the time of the apocalypse? Don't you know that life is precious?"

Manjushri walked out with his hands clasped together, his face merciful.

"Life is precious? Why do I feel that life is so worthless in the eyes of you monks who think of compassion every day? I advise you to put the demon emperor back quickly. In the future, I will dissuade the demon emperor from fighting with the heavens." Enemy, stop now."

The old farmer fanned his hat and smiled seemingly relaxedly, but actually he was a little dignified.

"Amitabha, the donor must not mistake himself."

"Why self-defeating?"

"The Buddha is merciful, and he also has the wrathful vajra. Can the benefactor know the power of my Buddhist wrathful vajra?"

"Don't talk so nicely, just hit if you want!"

boom!
All of a sudden, the two of them started to explode with ultimate moves, with strong killing intent showing on their faces, and they crazily bombarded and killed.

At first Manjusri was able to fight the old farmer evenly and inextricably, but later he gradually lost the wind, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the pressure increased sharply.

Shook Manjusri away with a palm, and the old farmer said coldly: "You go, I don't want to be an enemy of your Buddhism, I came here this time just to take back the demon emperor, if you keep being aggressive again, don't blame me for not being sympathetic! "

"Amitabha, I have met fellow Taoists."

Suddenly, Puxian Bodhisattva came out of the mist and looked at him with a smile: "The poor monk came from a long way to see the demeanor of the Taoist friends. Today, when he saw it, he knew the light of the wise man of the demon clan. I am not talented, but I am willing to learn the skills of fellow Taoists!"

"What are you talking about so much nonsense with him, kill!"

Having been beaten before, Manjushri had a flash of resentment in his eyes, the lotus flower under his feet melted, and he chanted the secret method of Buddhism with a cold face.

The heaven and the earth were born with golden lotuses flocking to the old farmer. Each golden lotus seemed to bear the weight of a mountain. Looking at it, it was so dense that it was hard to count, and it directly suppressed the old farmer.

The golden lotus transforms into a mountain, forming a majestic mountain in an instant to suppress it, and the golden light is like a big sun blooming, extremely bright, as if it can suppress everything in the world.

"Hehehe, did you invite a helper?"

The old farmer smiled slightly, and the straw hat in his hand suddenly turned into a feather fan, and the strong wind blew out, making people's flesh and blood cold and their souls trembling.

"Bai Ze, the monster clan escaped the liquidation under the protection of your mother back then. You have been hiding in Beiju Luzhou for countless years to escape from the world. I will not blame the past, but today you came out to die. Don't blame the poor monk for killing you after you die. Too heavy!"

Manjusri Bodhisattva was dizzy from the hurricane, but he recited the Buddhist mind law silently to stabilize his body, and said angrily: "This is the era of great prosperity of my Buddhism. No matter who comes to resist, it will be crushed into powder by the momentum of my Buddhism. Samantabhadra , and I will do my best to kill this person!"

"Hehe, it's really great to say so grandly, but to do despicable means? If you can all be prosperous, all the top adulterers and robbers in the world can be called Buddhas, and the Three Realms won't be in chaos?"

Quietly, Bai Ze regained his previous appearance, it was a handsome and refined middle-aged man waving a white feather fan, with a rather fairy air, like a member of a fairy family, not a big demon head.

"It's useless to talk too much, Puxian, kill this demon with me!"

Manjusri Bodhisattva shouted murderously, and after Puxian Amitabha made a sound, he joined forces to kill Bai Ze.

One person turned into two, and four people suddenly surrounded the white-clothed man in the middle. The ferocious breath was released, shaking the sky and the earth, and the clouds and mist rolled. This is a battle of the world!
Suddenly, a terrifying battle that no one knows broke out between the world.

In the mist, another person stepped into another world.

He is like an old man who scavenged waste, his whole body is tattered, dirty and dirty, he doesn't have the demeanor and bearing of a strong man, and his body is still a little stooped. Looking at the surrounding environment with his turbid eyes, he walked forward tremblingly, as if The next moment, he will fall to the ground and cannot get up.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a figure stepped out of the mist, looking at the old scavenger with compassion and indifference, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Maitreya Buddha? Why stop me?"

A glimmer of light flashed in the muddy old eyes of the old scavengers, but he didn't do anything directly.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist has been ridiculed by the people all over the world for betraying the demon clan. Why did you appear in the Three Realms again today? Are you really afraid of falling into the catastrophe?" Maitreya Buddha said with a smile.

The old man raised his heavy eyelids, closed them again, and said with squinted eyes: "What happened back then is what happened in those days, what happened today is today, thanks to you being a Buddhist, you still don't care about the past."

"No, the poor monk is just reminding fellow Taoists, after all..."

Maitreya clasped his palms together, and said the Buddha's name in a low voice: "After all, it is not easy to cultivate. If I kill my fellow Taoist today, I will feel uneasy!"

"Tell me, what is your Buddhist plan to entangle the demon emperor for?"

"Amitabha, this person has a predestined relationship with me in the west, and I have come here to cross him. Fellow Taoists, don't act against the sky."

"Is there a relationship with you in the West? Let me just ask, will you let me go!"

"Amitabha..."

boom!
Boom!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth here began to explode, making a terrifying sound, and the cracks spread to the outside world, just like the void collapsed and everything withered, it was really terrifying.

While the two were fighting, their killing move suddenly appeared. The vast Buddha light suppressed the terrifying coldness like a ghost spring, but was blown away instead. Maitreya Buddha seemed to be defeated by the old man who scavenged rubbish, and was blown away hundreds of meters away.

"Amitabha!"

In an instant, the sky was illuminated by the light of ten thousand Buddhas, and the old man was surrounded by three golden statues hundreds of thousands of feet high.

A Buddha's face is merciful and compassionate to heaven and man, and he mutters many scriptures in his mouth.

A Buddha was in the color of a vajra glaring, and his big palms suppressed it like a mountain.

A Buddha is covered with golden light, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the ground.

The three Buddhas descended into the world like gods and demons, exuding an indescribably terrifying aura. The strong wind made the void tremble, as if even the heavens and the earth could not bear this aura.

"It's nothing but delusion."

The old man didn't even lift his head, he just slapped the void.

boom!
A large crumpled hand suddenly appeared from the void, and with one palm, Maitreya Buddha was sent flying, causing the Buddha's energy and blood to surge, and the golden Buddha statue collapsed, bursts of golden light sprinkled all around like heavy snow, and the previous terrifying formation disappeared.

Suddenly, Maitreya turned into three figures and surrounded the old man, shouting angrily.

"Demon master Kunpeng, do you really want to live forever with my Buddhism?"

(End of this chapter)