King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 117
"What a terrifying light, I feel that those masters of Buddhism may have been beheaded by that light!" A person watching the battle in the distance said, although the light did not cut at him, but he still had lingering fear.

"The Grand Master of the Sui Dynasty is already invincible in this era when saints do not come out!" Some people lamented that although they had never seen a saint make a move, even if they are saints now, they are probably nothing more than that.

"It's a pity that Yang Guang is dead. Even if the Grand Master of the Sui Dynasty has the means to reach the sky, he can't save the Sui Dynasty. The king is gone, and the country will perish!" Some people assert that a country cannot live without a king, but Yang Guang still has no Descendants, the blood of the Yang family has been cut off.

"It's not necessarily true. Apart from Yang Guang's bloodline, the Yang family should have other bloodlines. It's just that they keep their names incognito for fear of being discovered by the enemies."

"Although Yang Guang is dead now, the Grand Master of the Sui Dynasty can find other blood descendants of the Yang family to help him pacify the world. At that time, he can completely coerce the emperor to command the princes, and the whole world will be his!" Someone said, analyzing Today's situation, quite a taste of pointing the country.

"It depends on what the master of the national teacher thinks. The power and wealth in the world are not very attractive to this kind of master. I just heard that the great Sui national teacher is only doing it now to pay back the old emperor of the Yang family. It's just kindness, it's a bit unrealistic to want him to die for the Yang family!" Someone shook his head, not agreeing with the previous speaker's point of view.

While everyone was talking, the divine light on the battlefield gradually disappeared, revealing the situation on the battlefield.

In the void, Zhang Daoyi was dressed in white Shengxue with black hair like ink, coupled with the magic knife and divine sword overflowing with divine light in his hands, he had an invincible demeanor in his pitch.

On the other side, the huge Vajra Buddha was dim and full of cracks, as if it would explode in the next moment. Although they took over Zhang Daoyi's Yang Yang Annihilation, they paid a big price.

"Lady Zhang, we have accepted your move. I wonder if you are willing to keep your promise and let us go?" came the slightly weak voice of Monk Yuanjue from Vajra Buddha, and he was a little tired from the repeated battles. up.

Zhang Dao laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said, "Of course I keep my promise, you guys go!"

"In that case, Layman Zhang, I will take my leave first!" Monk Yuanjue said.

But at this moment, Zhang Daoyi suddenly merged his sword and sword again, and slashed out a brilliant ray of light.

The Vajra Buddha also slapped Zhang Daoyi with one palm again.

"Lady Zhang, what do you mean?"

"Monk Yuanjue, what do you mean?"

The palm of the Buddha covered the sky and brought up a storm, but in Zhang Daoyi's perception, the palm of the Buddha was like a huge cage, sealing off all his escape space.

"This is the Buddha Kingdom in your palm?" Zhang Daoyi had a thought in his mind, but the next moment he understood the key to this trick: "It's just the use of the spirit, I said how could the world at this level have connotations?" The martial art of the way of space, even if you have this kind of martial art, you can't cultivate it if you don't enter the fourth level!"

With a concentrated mind, Zhang Dao turned his mind into a heavenly knife, and directly slashed towards the cage in his heart. This style of martial arts is actually a spiritual martial art. The spiritual power of 18 people on the opposite side, plus the blessing of the formation, was careless for a moment. Even he got it.

The Yangyang Mieshengjie collided with the Buddha's palm, and there was a loud noise, like the thunder of metal and iron hitting the gods, which shook people's ears and shook people's hearts and souls!
"It actually took over!"

Zhang Dao was puzzled when he saw that his Yang Yang Extinguishing Life Kalpa was actually taken over by the Buddha's palm.

According to his estimation, with the combat power of the group of monks on the opposite side, it is impossible to accept his move without damage.

But at this moment, he could no longer allow him to think carefully. The giant palm that covered the sky and the sun was pressed down. This palm was like the sky and the earth, with the vastness of the sky and the thickness of the earth. The two perfectly combined together. .

A little light flashes from the Buddha's palm, this light is like a candle, a little candle illuminates the world, and you can see thousands of miles.

"The torch will never end. If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell first!" A hoarse voice came from the Vajra Buddha.

Inside the Vajra Buddha, ten old monks began to burn slowly, turning into the purest Buddha's light, a little bit of Buddha's light gathered in the Buddha's palm, turning into a little firewood.

"The fire is never extinguished, and the Buddha way will last forever!" Monk Yuanjue said sadly.

But although the fire is strong, it still can't refine Zhang Daoyi in his palm, there is a circle of black divine light circulating in front of Zhang Daoyi, this is dark chaos!
"This man is too powerful. If we let him go today, our Buddhist sect may suffer great disaster!" Monk Yuanjue looked at Zhang Daoyi who was struggling with that little firewood, with a serious expression on his face.

"Everyone, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the patriarchs to kill this person by sacrificing themselves, so I will go first!" Monk Yuanjue smiled and said.

The Buddha fire spontaneously ignited, enveloping Yuanjue, and the monk Yuanjue murmured to himself in a low voice: "If the fire is not extinguished, the Buddha's way will prosper forever!"

Monk Yuanjue already knew that with what happened today, his Buddhism and Zhang Daoyi were already at the end of an endless battle. If Zhang Daoyi could not be killed today, it would be even more difficult in the future. Zhang Daoyi is already so terrifying even if he is not a saint. Holy, Buddhism is in danger.

He was willing to sacrifice for Buddhism, and in the flames of Buddha, he recalled the scene of his childhood, Buddhism is his home!
In his whole life, he recited Buddha, worshiped Buddha and practiced Buddha. The Buddha has become his everything. This is his inner insistence.

He also knows that there are many malignant tumors in the development of Buddhism, but he is powerless to change it. There is nothing wrong with Buddha, and only those who believe in Buddha are wrong.

"Maybe what Yang Guang did was right, but in order to keep my Buddhism alive, I have to suffer for this common people!"

Before he died, Yuanjue suddenly came to his senses, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and then he was reduced to ashes, not a single drop remained.

"Brothers, I'm going too. If this person doesn't die, my Buddhism will be in danger!"

At this time, another old monk spoke, and he also burned himself without hesitation, turned into a little firewood, and melted into the firewood in the palm of Vajra Buddha.

The old monk died, only his voice still echoed:
"The fire is never extinguished, my Buddha will last forever!"

For a moment, the fire became more intense, and even the divine light formed in front of Zhang Daoyi's body began to distort, as if it would be broken by the fire in the next moment, and he himself would be burned to ashes.

"Unexpectedly, they actually have such a method!"

Zhang Daoyi sighed, at this time he was struggling a bit, he had already seen that the group of Buddhist monks were crazy now, and would rather die than drag him to die together.

"This is faith, no matter right or wrong!" Finally he sighed faintly.

(End of this chapter)