Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 561 Ambush Three Rebirths in Bliss

Daoxin put one palm up in front of his chest, chanted the Buddha's name loudly, and said: "Amitabha, the foolish king is doing the wrong thing, the monks listen to the order, and the demons will be subdued and the way will be protected today!"

Rumble!
"Amitabha! Obey the law!"

As Daoxin spoke out, a group of Buddhist masters behind him roared loudly, and billowing sound waves suddenly erupted along with the surging infuriating Buddha's light!
More than a dozen figures rushed towards Whitebeard at the same time! These monks who pounced on Whitebeard were all masters from various Buddhist temples, and individually they were no less powerful than the Five Elements Boxing.

Clang!

In a moment, under Dao Xin's command, the monks in the mountain forest unsheathed their sticks and Zen swords, and the shouts of killing rose into the sky, and the strong wind swept the bloody smell all over the sky and flew away in all directions.

Under the bright searchlights, countless monks' bald heads flashed brightly, and they were densely packed, fighting together with the tide of government soldiers rushing up around them.

The ambushed Tang Dynasty troops surrounded the Buddhists like a tide and killed them. Only Daoxin and Dixin led dozens of masters to surround White Beard.

Not only to trap this giant, but also to prevent those men in black from suddenly making a sneak attack.

"Did those men in black really retreat?"

Emperor Xin put one hand on his chest, glanced at the fighting crowd, frowned and spoke.

"It's not necessarily impossible, it's just that those demons and monsters have treacherous ways. We must be careful and be careful not to let them take advantage of us!"

Dao Xin glanced at the seemingly advantageous battlefield with an indifferent expression, and said calmly.

Although the government troops were large in number, without the blessing of firearms, they were killed and retreated steadily in the face of a group of Buddhist masters in close combat.

"It's a pity that after the First World War, countless Buddhists died unexpectedly!"

Daoxin muttered a Buddha's name and sighed.

They originally wanted to ambush the Hunjun, but now it looks like this Hunjun has been prepared for a long time. Even though they have many Buddhist masters, it is almost impossible to win against the imperial army that has been prepared for them.

Now we can only rely on the Venerable to take action. If the Venerable can succeed, their Buddhist sect will be able to turn around. Otherwise, I am afraid that there will no longer be a place for their Buddhist sect in the Tang Dynasty.

"Being reborn in bliss is not a bad thing!" Di Xin, whose face was as usual, declared the Buddha's name.

"When we persist until His Holiness takes action, everything will be settled!"

"Hoo la la la, you guys remind me of some old friends!"

Facing a dozen monks rushing around, Whitebeard shook his head, stepped forward suddenly, and struck out with his thick palm. A monk who rushed forward waving a Zen staff only felt a light touch in his hand, and the hundreds of kilograms in his hand The water mill Zen staff was grabbed by the giant in front of him.
Whitebeard held the Zen staff as if it were a straw stick, and with a backhand blow, the monk's body was fluttering like straw and flew several miles away under an invisible force.

The monk hit a mountain wall with a loud bang and was buried under a pile of rubble. It was obvious that he would not survive.

"Hoo la la la, you are far worse than those admirals!"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Whitebeard's eyes. He looked at the monks and simply put away the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.

His original sword was shattered by Zhugang Hye's nine-tooth rake, but now this sword is a newly forged one from this world, and it cannot compare with that magic weapon.

Not only was the magic weapon-quality Qinglong Yanyue Sword he exchanged, but his physical body was also destroyed by the pig demon.

If Marco's sons hadn't pooled their money to exchange him for a resurrection item, he wouldn't have had the chance to stand here.

Although he died once, Whitebeard was not timid at all. He was indifferent to life and death, but he still enjoyed the fun of fighting.

This may also be the reason why Marco and others wanted to exchange him for the life-saving item. They knew this old father too well.

Realizing that these monks didn't seem worthy of him using his weapons at the moment, Whitebeard stepped on them again.

Rumble!
The superhuman shock fruit awakened, and a shock wave so powerful that it seemed as if it were a substance swept across, shaking in all directions.

The ground seemed to have turned into water, and the ripples created huge waves of mud that were more than ten feet high, and fell on the surrounding monks.

Whitebeard's figure disappeared in the smoke and dust that covered the sky.

"Amitabha, don't panic, hold your ground and attack with all your strength!!"

Monk Daoxin's deep voice reached everyone's ears amid the blast of strong wind.

All the monks responded in unison, and their true energy suddenly exploded. The dust that was raised in the surrounding area was suppressed by the sudden burst of true energy from the monks.

boom!
The golden energy vibrated, swirling the air and surging wildly like a tide.

Daoxin and a dozen other old monks, together with Emperor Xin, took a step forward at the same time, pushed out their fists with all their strength, and hit Whitebeard in the middle.

boom!
boom!
boom!
A dozen or so fierce and domineering Buddhist energies rose up and turned into a dozen long golden dragons, breaking through the raised curtain of earth and stone in an instant.

"not good!"

Daoxin pushed it out with a palm, warning signs rising in his heart.

I saw, in the dust, black and red streaks like lightning flashed across Whitebeard's body.

Tear it apart!

In Daoxin's shocked eyes, Whitebeard raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the black-red air flow wrapped around his fist.

Overlord color and domineering entanglement!
As Whitebeard punched out, the space seemed to be shaking at this moment, and the vibrating air surged crazily like a tide.

Dao's confidence was shaken, and he could hardly control the energy and blood in his body.

Whitebeard punched out, and the terrifying force suddenly surged in all directions.

The air within a few miles was suddenly blasted by Whitebeard's fist that contained the power of shock. The space vibrated slightly, and ripples rose up layer by layer.

Rumble!
The earth shook and the earth cracked.

In the vast area around Whitebeard, tens of thousands of tons of soil and sand were raised tens to hundreds of feet!
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the dust covered the sky.

Horrible beyond imagination.

The faces of Dao Xin and others who pounced changed wildly.

Caught off guard, I felt an extremely strong force vibrating, as if being hit by a mountain, and each one flew dozens or hundreds of feet away!
Still in mid-air, they were coughing up blood one after another, and the muscles and bones all over their bodies were bursting.

In the swirling dust, Daoxin's white eyebrows were as red as soaked in blood, and his monk's robe was torn, revealing his skinny, diamond-like body.

boom!
The turbulent and scorching air waves spread out in all directions, and the airflow suddenly blew away the agitated dust, hitting Whitebeard directly!

Daoxin is one of the three great holy monks in Buddhism. After more than a hundred years of hard training, his body has been polished to the point of indestructibility. If he were placed in the Jambu world with his cultivation level, he could even go to the West Heaven Lingshan Mountain to obtain Achieve the status of Sotapanna Arhat.

The Sotapanna stage is what Buddhism calls the first fruit, also known as the stream-entry fruit.

Putting it in the Jamfu Immortal Way means that you will be able to touch the soul and cultivate it. This stage in Lingshan is the initial stage of enlightenment for Arhats. However, in Lingshan, where there are many powerful people, the Sotapanna stage of entry into Buddhism is just some novice monks.

"what?"

Looking at Daoxin who was still able to fight back despite his full blow, Whitebeard's iconic scimitar trembled as he faced Daoxin's horizontal punch mark.

Whitebeard swung his figure, and with the strength all over his body erupting, the air surged like a tide and roared violently.

Immediately, he swung one arm, pinched his fingers tightly, and suddenly hit Monk Daoxin with a fierce punch.

One big and one small, the two fists smashed together fiercely. The aftermath of the fight between the two spread out, and the air of thousands of feet was suddenly exploded by the fists of the two.

Large waves of air swept through the air in all directions, amidst the violent tearing sound like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Monk Daoxin only felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Daoxin!"

"Brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

Emperor Xin and others, who were knocked away by Whitebeard's punch, pounced again and surrounded Whitebeard.

Among the three great saintly monks, Daoxin cultivated the Arhat Golden Body, while Emperor Xin cultivated the Buddhist treasures.

He pulled off the string of beads in his hand. The string of Buddhist beads that had been nourished by his true temperature for hundreds of years was thrown out and turned into a virtual shadow of a solid Vajra Warrior in mid-air. He held a golden whip and smashed it towards White Beard's face.

"Huh?" Whitebeard's keen sense of knowledge and domineering were keenly aware of the threat above his head. Just when he was about to fight back, he suddenly noticed a figure. He opened the corners of his mouth and laughed:

"Hey, little girl, thank you, I can deal with these monks myself!"

"Little girl! Huh?"

The warning sign in Emperor Xin's heart suddenly activated, and the next second, a figure in white clothes floated out of the fighter plane overhead.

"Old sir, don't force yourself. Your contribution points don't support your resurrection again. It's not the behavior of a good person to bully the minority! I hate monks!"

Thinking that Zhang Xiaofan suffered all because of Monk Puzhi, the voice in the sky became colder and colder,

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, the brilliant power of heaven, and draws it with a sword——"

A cold voice resounded across the sky, and then a burst of dark clouds rolled in the sky. Amidst the thunder and lightning, thunderbolts as thick as houses and buildings fell from high in the sky.

It accurately fell on the phantoms of those powerful warriors. Those warriors holding golden whips were directly chopped into pieces under the thunderous thunder, and turned into bursts of golden light and dissipated.

The white-clothed figure waved his long sword, and streaks of lightning fell accurately on the bald monks in the forest.

One of them hit Monk Daoxin opposite Whitebeard with great precision. Monk Daoxin had no time to dodge amid the lightning and flint. He had no choice but to raise his arms and cross his arms in this moment of life and death!
scoff!

That thunder and lightning instantly penetrated Monk Daoxin's body. Even his indestructible body was paralyzed by the electricity for a moment in front of this thunder and lightning that represented the power of heaven.

At this moment, Whitebeard laughed and punched him again.

boom!
Daoxin managed to raise his arms and cross them, and Whitebeard's black fist covered in military color hit Daoxin's forearm hard.

The huge shock wave spread evenly in all directions like ripples, and the air waves soaring into the sky carried countless soil and sand, like a tsunami centered on the place where the two met, sweeping in all directions!
hum!
Daoxin felt an unimaginable force instantly transmitted from the place where his arms were crossed to every small part of his body!

It felt like every inch of flesh and blood in the body was melting away in rapid vibrations.

The next moment, his Arhat's golden body suddenly exploded!
Bang!
Blood splatters everywhere!
In front of a group of Buddhist masters, Monk Daoxin was punched by Whitebeard and turned into a mess!
"Brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

Di Xin's face was filled with sadness, he clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to the bloody mist that was still floating in the sky.

"Senior Brother, you take one step first, Junior Brother will be here soon!!"

Emperor Xin glanced at Whitebeard and glanced at the many disciples in the forest. At this time, most of the thousands of Buddhist elites they brought had been killed or injured under the siege of the soldiers and exorcists.

But the venerable person they had placed high hopes on has yet to show up.

Thinking of Jiaxiang who did not come forward, Emperor Xin sighed in his heart, but with determination in his eyes, he took a step forward.

Other old monks also followed his footsteps and stepped forward.

"Uncle!"

"master!"

The surrounding monks all gathered around.

The crowd was furious, and murderous intent rushed straight at Whitebeard.

"Ooh, lala, come again!"

Whitebeard laughed loudly,

boom!
Whitebeard stepped on his feet and punched away as the ground shook violently.

In the direction of the fist, all tangible and invisible materials in the space vibrated and exploded!
Rumble!
Amidst the raging sound waves, a fist covered in black weaponry, with a powerful fist that was as powerful as fighting against the heavens and the earth, suddenly brought Di Xin and a dozen other old monks, and even dozens of monks rushing behind him into the fist. !
There were obviously dozens of people besieging Whitebeard.

At this moment, the monks suddenly had the illusion that they were facing this giant alone.

"Amitabha!"

Emperor Xin and others made thunderous roars at the same time, each showing their magical powers. The golden palm prints, lotus flowers, and stick shadows met the fist prints slashed under the white beard.

In the billowing torrent of Gang Qi, Whitebeard's punch was like a dragon ascending to the sky. With a strong fisting intention to fight against the heaven and earth and suppress all will, he punched three times in a row.

One punch was as hard as a punch, as if three punches hit the void at the same time, suddenly exploding into large white air waves. With infinitely powerful and terrifying power, one person could hit hundreds of people!
Rumble!
It was like a meteor falling and hitting the earth.

As the earth trembled and the mountains shook, countless huge cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, which was extremely ferocious.

The fist wind filled with black domineering energy rose up like a tsunami and suddenly hit the monks!
Amidst the countless roars, it was vaguely visible that all the monks headed by Emperor Xin were vomiting blood and falling back, and some of the weaker ones flew dozens of feet away like scarecrows.

Hurala!
Countless pieces of soil and gravel fell like heavy rain within a radius of ten miles.

"Sir! Where are you?"

Emperor Xin was lying on the ground helplessly, coughing blood from his mouth. He watched helplessly as several figures in black-bottomed fire cloud robes held small flags and touched up their disciples.

Looking at his disciples and grandsons who were entangled in the black energy of the little flag, and their souls were taken away from them, Emperor Xin smiled bitterly, "He will be reborn in bliss, haha, be reborn in bliss!"