I can summon misery

Chapter 123
If so, I smell it!
The words of Buddhism to break doubts, from the nine heavens above, in the unknown and unaware realm, spread widely to the world.

It is as if Sakyamuni came personally, and as if the Tathagata opened his eyes, sympathizing with the world, with boundless coercion, not like the domineering of the world, not like the awe-inspiring King Xuanzhen, but it is still above the two, which makes people dare not commit crimes. Ken kowtowed.

This is the Buddha...

The Buddha has no boundaries, and the Buddha's land has no boundaries. It is thousands of miles away and can be obtained with one hand.Mu Yu thought of the thing called "unofficial history" that he had seen before. Although it was unofficial history, he could still find something from it.

Looking up at the nearly golden sky, Mu Yu's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, but in terms of the power displayed, Ming Deng's move even surpassed that of An Tianxia in the Fenglang Mountain Range. You don't need to think about it. The price must not be small.

At least Mu Yu clearly saw that the corpses of the believers and monks present were visibly shriveled, and the visible golden particles were continuously attracted by the bright lights.

"Close to the gods?!" Mu Yu muttered to himself. These two words were not Kyushu's judgment on strength, but came from himself. He looked at the bright lamp suspended in the air and completely buried by the Buddha's light, and a vast and stalwart breath was looming , oppressing everyone present.

People who are close to God, in terms of feeling alone, Mu Yu clearly felt that the aura of the bright lamp in front of him even surpassed that of the world. Although the secret method piled up with the Buddha nature of these corpses is still unclear, but the current performance It's enough to startle people.

And this time, the innate combat power of Kyushu has also revealed the tip of the iceberg...

"Sure enough, never forget that one mountain is still higher."

Mu Yu murmured, looking at Ren Pingsheng and Gu Mingshi who were on the side, the cold expression dissipated on his face, and a bright smile bloomed. None of the people on the next page is mediocre.

"Everyone."

Mu Yu drew his sword slowly and pointed forward.

"How about meeting the Buddhas of Kyushu with me?"

"Yes!"

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"Clouds move indeterminately, water flows endlessly, what is hidden is visible, and what is hidden is visible." Ren Pingsheng lightly threw the single front in his hand, and the skill of Jiuxiao's sudden cold was pushed to the limit, and even everyone's robes were covered with shallow frost.

As the master of the hidden current single-edged rightist, it is not a swordsman who dares to single-handedly challenge the Youjie Demon Cocoon with nine limits, so how can he be afraid and cowering because of the aura shown by the opponent.

"Trouble Jiutian Shuang Xuehan!"

Far better than the cold air before, it surged up overwhelmingly, Ren Pingsheng took the lead with a sword, and went straight to the bright light!

"Um?!"

The moment the sword edge touched the Buddha's light, Ren Pingsheng felt his body sank, his heavy footsteps crushed the road, fine dust rose up, and the resistance on his body became heavier as he went forward.

"This feeling!"

After accumulating more energy, he wanted to break through the limit, but he heard a sigh——

"Amitabha!"

The light of Buddha pervading the sky fell like rain, causing countless people to feel that a miraculous scene appeared. The drops of golden rain seemed to be pulled by unknown forces, and slowly formed an illusory figure of Buddha behind the bright lamp.

A miraculous scene appeared, as if the drops of golden drizzle were pulled by an unknown force, slowly forming a golden crown in front of Nancy.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Regardless of Ren Pingsheng, Ming Deng was staring devoutly at the Buddha characters in the air at this moment. This was the first time he used this technique, and it was also the first time he felt the vast and stalwart power so clearly.

The figure behind him is the embodiment of the Buddha in the human world, and his every move contains unpredictable power.

"Amitabha, Buddha's enemy, you should be punished, punishable!" The deep voice contained anger, Ming Deng raised his hands, and with luck, he completely merged with the phantom of the Buddha's light behind him.

The dazzling golden Buddha's light showed the color of colorful glass at that moment, and after a while, it turned into endless flames burning blazingly on the body of the lamp, using people as salary.

"This is the power bestowed upon me by my Buddha, and I exchange it with fellow Buddhist friends, my foundation!"

Ming Deng's expression showed unspeakable fanaticism. My Buddha, my Buddha, my Buddha has pity on me, and I can't bear to see believers being slaughtered.He will also repay, and the brilliance of my Buddha will eventually spread to every corner of this place.

And all the enemies of the Buddha will be turned into ashes under the power of my Buddha, leaving nothing behind!
"Distracted during the battle, you are too arrogant!"

"what!"

There was a sharp clang!
Ming Deng took half a step back uncontrollably, looking at the white-robed maple sword in front of him, the pious and fanatical expression on Ming Deng's face had not dissipated, and the expression on the wrong forehead would appear again, it was a strange combination of expressions.

"How can you get better with the power borrowed from the outside? If your own cultivation is purely borrowed, you can run rampant in the world. Why do we swordsmen and warriors practice hard!"

Ren Pingsheng wiped Shan Feng lightly, covered with frost and cold, and the sword edge was awe-inspiring to strike again, it was a perfect killer move.Ming Deng came back to his senses, one palm and one stroke were obviously the simplest moves, but they all carried majestic power like a wave swallowing the sky, constantly washing away in all directions.

However, even if the foundation is poor, the swordsman's every move and style will not lose the grand master's spirit, and he will not lose the wind in the thousands of rounds and hundreds of cuts.

"How can this be? This person's foundation is obviously far inferior. Why, why can't I beat him!"

The more he fought, the more anxious and dry his heart became. Even the destructive power displayed by every gesture seemed extremely clumsy at this moment.Ming Deng looked at the white clothes, his old face was full of puzzlement.

"Ren Pingsheng, you deserve to die!"

Unwilling to be entangled any longer, Ming Deng blocked Shan Feng with one hand, while his left hand turned into a golden Zen staff and condensed in his grip.

"kill!"

Before the ultimate move of the Zen stick was sacrificed, a black clothed sword had already come out. The sword in his hand was light and nimble. It was clear that he did not use much strength, but it firmly blocked the ultimate move that the lamp was about to launch.

"Fate Master!"

The anger in Ming Deng's eyes became more and more obvious, and with a move of true energy, he launched two moves concurrently, repelling the two of them!

"Buddha." Gu Mingshi gently stroked the brim of his hat.

There is no Buddha in Jiuluntian, and his understanding of Buddha is naturally limited. It is not Buddha that really interests him.

"I'm very interested in your hiding method. If you hand it over, Master Gu will promise you that you can go away calmly."

"you!"

Seeing that the other party despises him so much, Ming Deng grasps the Zen staff with both hands, destroys the mighty power, overwhelming the world, and wants to turn into the Nine Heavens Buddha Lightning and descend to wipe out all evil!
"Foyle roll over the evil voices!"

One after another, Frey, who contained the pure and holy spirit of Buddhism, came suddenly, dancing and falling straight on Chang'an Street, covering the entire Perak City as the target.

Seeing this, Mu Yu frowned.

It wasn't that he was worried about safety, but that he felt—

"This time, it's a bit of a loss."

(End of this chapter)