One person transforms the gods into the heavens

The two horse tails on Liu Wukui's head were swaying in the wind, and his legs were blessed with immeasurable Buddha's light. He stepped hard on the top of the mountain, and saw the golden light rippling from top to bottom like ripples.

"clang!"

The Infinite Holy Mountain seemed to be a thousand times heavier at this moment, and the Yunqi Baozhuang that originally supported the Holy Mountain was directly crushed to pieces at this moment.

Even Zhao Guizhen at the bottom of the mountain couldn't help but kneel down on one knee at this moment, as if he was about to die of exhaustion the next moment.

"There is no other way. We can only escape while there is still a slight gap. If we are trapped under this mountain, we will have to shed our skin even if we don't die!"

Zhao Guizhen considered it secretly in his heart and immediately shouted:

"Disperse!"

All the seven dragon-marked human faces around him were awakened, and he let out a ferocious and strange laugh. At this moment, Zhao Guizhen's body actually split into seven parts and scattered in seven directions.

The sacred mountain above our head had no support at this moment and fell directly!

Rumble!

The huge mountain directly pressed down on the arena, sending up a burst of smoke and dust.

Liu Wukui looked at the sacred mountain at his feet and couldn't help but frowned secretly: "Can't I support it now? I haven't played seriously yet, it seems that I am just a scumbag!"

Just when Liu Wukui was about to put away the Infinite Sacred Mountain, a voice suddenly sounded: "Please, King Yaksha, who is holding the weapon strictly, please send down his divine power to help me!"

I saw a three-stranded steel fork carrying thunder and poisonous flames, as if three poisonous dragons were attacking Liu Wukui directly.

"Oh, it looks like he's not dead yet!"

Liu Wukui's arm lit up with the dragon-elephant golden light, and he punched the three forks flying out. Seven figures were seen gluing together in mid-air, and then transformed into a yaksha form to catch the three forks.

However, the difference is that the Yasha transformed by Zhao Guizhen at this time has two wings on its back, coming out from the shoulder blades, with distinct scales and feathers.

I saw him holding a three-pronged steel fork, looking like a flying yaksha.

The so-called Yaksha King, who holds weapons and weapons solemnly, got this name because he can hold weapons and ceremonial guards solemnly. With the blessing of the divine power of this belief, he can transform all kinds of weapons, and he can master it without a teacher.

"Interesting! I knew you wouldn't die that easily!"

I saw Liu Wukui floating in mid-air, with golden flames surging all over his body. He was dressed in a dragon-like golden light and was indestructible. At his feet was the immeasurable sacred mountain, and behind him were the Five Dharma Bodhisattvas standing erect.

Liu Wukui looked at Zhao Guizhen in front of him with his golden eyes, and said bitterly: "Yaksha, he is still a man-eating Yaksha. In this case, I should use this person to subdue you!"

As Liu Wukui finished speaking, he could see the five Dharma bodies behind her shining brightly, emitting thousands of golden lights, standing like mountains.

Immediately afterwards, the Five Directions Revealed Dharma Bodies transformed into five phantoms, one by one attached to Liu Wukui.

The golden head reveals the meaning...

The silver head reveals the truth...

Polo reveals...

Polo monk reveals the truth...

Maha reveals the meaning...

Every time Liu Wukui took a step in the void, there would be a Dharmakaya Jiejie attached to him, and the power on his body became more and more obvious, almost turning into substance.

Then, golden flames rose up all over Liu Wukui's body, condensing into a new statue behind Liu Wukui.

However, compared with the previous five Buddha Dharmakayas, it is much smaller, and the Buddha's light is more solid.

The whole body is green and black, with six sides, six arms and six legs. He sits on a seat with a skull as a necklace and a tiger skin as a skirt. He carries a flaming wheel on his back and holds a pestle, seal, sword, wish-fulfilling stick, trident and other weapons.

The red hair of the Dharma is flying, the lower teeth are gnashing at the upper lip, making an angry appearance. He lives in the fire of great wisdom, and the flames burn away the karma and troubles of all sentient beings.

Stepping on the six-leaf lotus seat, the six leaves and six paths of sentient beings represent the inherent merits of taking refuge in this virtue.

this is:

The Dharma Appearance of the Great Mighty Deming King!

It has great majesty and virtue, and is also known as the Yama Lord and the Six-legged Lord. It is the teaching wheel body of the Western Lotus Department, and it is also the main statue of body achievement in the Wushang Yoga Department. Able to remove all demonic obstacles and subdue all poisonous dragons, he is one of the five Ming Kings, guarding the west.

The duty of this Ming King is to manifest the extremely evil and angry body, subdue the demonic army beyond the world, and destroy the enemies of the world. The Bodhisattvas of the tenth level will still be able to melt away if they do not follow the instructions. What’s more, the remaining deities, dragons, and eight divisions of obstacles will be destroyed instantly. Those who have more.

He is the disciplinarian of the Eight Heavenly Dragons!

"rise!"

Liu Wukui raised his arms, and the Dharma image moved accordingly. With eight arms working at the same time, he hugged the mountain in front of him!

The Buddha's image is five feet high, and it is originally very powerful, but when faced with a mountain of dozens of feet, it still looks small and immature.

But now, this mighty King Deming derived from Liu Wukui has lifted up the immeasurable sacred mountain, and with a slight lift of his elbow, he has carried the white jade sacred mountain on his shoulders!

There was no trace of embarrassment on Liu Wukui's face, as if the tall sacred mountain was as light as a feather and not worth mentioning at all.

"boom!"

The ground beneath Liu Wukui's feet sank, and his ankles sank into the ground.

Above her head, the King of Ming Dynasty carries a mountain on his shoulders. Against the background of the mountain, the Buddha looks like an ant, but it is this ant that is moving the mountain with all its strength!

In the hands of the mighty King Mingming, this boundless sacred mountain is not only a tool for daily practice, but also a weapon against the enemy. In other words, Liu Wukui usually holds this mountain for fun.

This is the so-called subduing the dragon and the elephant!

As the mountains move, the sky overturns.

But Zhao Guizhen didn't care at all. He stared at Liu Wukui closely and murmured to himself in disbelief:

"The mountains are surrounded by four directions, and the people in them are so full that they are like the great Mulian. They fill the three thousand worlds one by one. They are not as powerful as the Tathagata, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, billions of times, billions of times. It is incomparable to the sky. There is no way to explain it, it’s because of the Tathagata’s God’s full strength.”

"The Buddha said that...the strong man...lifted the Sutra of Moving Mountains, but it was really so easy to lift it!"

Liu Wukui wiped his nose lightly and saw the great mighty King Ming's Dharma Body controlling the sacred mountain. Under the light of the Buddha of the Infinite Wisdom Fire, the Dharma Body of Ming King threw up all the weapons in his hands and slowly smelted them into a long form together with the immeasurable sacred mountain. White jade ax with gold pattern.

The dragon elephant is the swallowing mouth, the six teeth are the ax blade, and there are golden patterns of dragon scales on the ax handle. On the axe, there is a large golden word "reason" written on it to express the meaning of surrender!

This magical weapon is extremely huge, and with a single sweep, it will cause boundless waves.

"Whee!"

Liu Wukui carried the giant divine weapon, the dragon-scaled elephant-mouthed axe, and said, "Take a strike from me to convince others with reason!"

God is so good at convincing people with reason, and now Zhao Guizhen just wants to curse.

But before Zhao Guizhen could react, the mountain-like ax swung down as if to open up the world. A huge golden light flew out from the ax blade, directly dividing the entire arena into two, as if splitting the space here. Come.

The ax blade broke through the air. Zhao Guizhen held three steel prongs to resist it, but he was still defeated by the golden light of the ax blade and was cut in half along with the three prongs.

Zhao Guizhen's eyes were about to burst, and black blood spurted out of his mouth. His upper body was completely separated from his lower body. Where he was cut in half, there seemed to be a thin golden light preventing the wounds from sticking together.

"Since it can't be healed, then simply separate them!" Zhao Guizhen said sternly.

"Seven evil spirits accumulate body!!!"

I saw the seven human faces with dragon patterns opening their eyes again, the flesh and blood turning, and the muscles and bones cracking. A good body was now divided into seven. Under the tearing of flesh and blood, the seven human masks with dragon patterns were carrying Zhao Guizhen. The seven places of flesh turned into seven masks of flesh and blood.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch..."

The seven dragon-patterned human faces roared, and the bloody dragon-patterned secret kept lighting up, as red as blood. A vermilion dragon soul struggled to emerge from the mask, and the black flesh and blood continued to squirm. Under the transformation of form, It turned into seven human-faced dragons.

It's obviously a dragon body, but it has a human face, which looks very weird!

These human-headed dragons with vicious claws stepped on the blood-colored clouds and kept circling in the cloud light. They bared their teeth and claws, their claws were ferocious, their faces showed a bloody and fierce light, and their glazed dragon eyes were full of resentment.

"Oh, Yaksha transformed into a dragon. Don't you know that the mighty King Deming is specialized in destroying all poisonous dragons?"

"It really hit my hand!"

Liu Wukui snorted coldly and let out a sneer. The giant ax in his hand kept moving, and the light of the ax was like a dragon's knife, slashing straight down, showing the mighty power of Vajra.

If the arena were not protected by the golden light spells of Lu Chun and Zhang Zhiwei, I am afraid that none of the spectators in the stands would be able to escape, and they would all become dead souls under this axe!

(End of this chapter)