I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

Outside the Wanfo Temple, the picture in the void suddenly exploded, the thick chaotic aura dissipated, and two golden lights shot straight into the sky. That was the divine light in the eyes of Monk Liaowang.

A towering Buddha appeared. That was Liaowang's own appearance. This was not the primordial spirit, but the phantom of Liaowang's own Buddha nature.

Liaowang did not show his cultivation, but everyone present felt a stagnation in their hearts at the same time, as if something was suppressed.

"How is this possible?"

Song Zhong's face changed drastically, and the illusion was broken.

He had not yet realized that Liaowang had passed this level, but the other party had already broken the illusion. What kind of talent is this?

The other monks retreated one after another. They didn't understand why the monk suddenly broke through the level, and it seemed that his strength had greatly improved.

"Demon monk, what tricks did you use? You can't even distinguish between reality and illusion. How can you break through this mirror world!"

Monk Lingjue felt a great shame, and jealousy was about to drive him crazy.

This Buddhist genius has been targeted by the righteous people of the world. He should just accept death. Why can he always burst out his strength and turn danger into safety?

"Life is like a dream, like dew and lightning. How can you be sure that the sky we are in is not false?"

Liao Wang said slowly, his eyes were bright and restrained, and the Buddha in the void disappeared.

"You are just talking nonsense, Liao Wang, it is a fact that you have an affair with the demon sect witch. No matter how you defend yourself today, you must be punished!"

Monk Lingjue roared with a ferocious face.

"Amitabha, I, the monk Liao Wang, thank you all masters here."

Ignoring Lingjue's impotent rage, Liao Wang turned around and bowed in the direction of the Ten Thousand Buddhas. He knew that the real Buddha of the Western Desert was helping him. Although his transformation was not complete, he had also initially understood the Dharma. This is a great cause and effect.

However, the monks of the Wanfo Temple in Ximo did not understand this. When Monk Yuanjue saw that Lewang actually thanked them, he felt greatly insulted.

"Evil monk, you are too arrogant. Do you think you can still leave Ximo alive?"

Monk Yuanjue roared, pointed the Zen stick in his hand at the void, and golden light fell, forming a huge golden bell, trapping Lewang firmly in it.

He was in the stage of crossing the tribulation, and he was confident that he could easily deal with a junior.

"Amitabha, Abbot, you are in a state of fascination."

Lewang's face was calm, and he took a step forward and went straight out of the golden bell without any obstruction.

A group of Buddhist monks were shocked. This was the golden bell of a Buddhist master in the stage of crossing the tribulation. How could a junior in the stage of transformation of spirit resolve it?

"You... How is this possible? You are only in the Spiritualization Stage. How can you resist my Golden Bell Cover?"

Monk Yuanjue's eyes were full of disbelief.

Song Zhong and others on the side also narrowed their eyes slightly. They also felt that the monk in front of them had become a little different. There was something strange all over his body, but his cultivation was still in the Spiritualization Stage. Although he had made many breakthroughs, he was still a long way from the Tribulation Stage.

"Master Abbot uses Buddhism. How can Buddhism trap the real Buddha?"

Liao Wang smiled slightly.

"Crazy, you are really crazy. You actually compare yourself to the real Buddha. A mere cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage dares to call himself a Buddha. Liao Wang, you are completely possessed by the devil. You don't even have the initial reverence for Buddhism!"

Monk Yuanjue roared, and the golden light of the Zen stick in his hand surged. The power of the Tribulation Stage was undoubtedly revealed. Another huge golden bell fell down, trapping Monk Liao Wang in it.

Liao Wang's face was calm, and he reached out to pull up Su Mei'er who was a little dazed.

"Donor, let's go."

"Monk, you've got it!"

Su Mei'er's eyes were a little red, and she threw herself into Wang's arms, no longer hiding what she was thinking.

The experience in this illusion was still fresh in her memory, as if she had lived two lives, extremely real, and she didn't want to suppress her emotions anymore.

Liao Wang smiled and patted her back, indicating that it was safe now and there would be no problems.

"Demon, the demon monk is possessed by the devil, you see, he is actually holding the demon girl of the demon sect, seniors, kill him quickly!"

Monk Lingjue was almost crazy with jealousy, why didn't Liao Wang die, once Liao Wang died, this beauty would have to lie in his arms!

"Amitabha, if this little monk is possessed by the devil, then there will be no real Buddha in this world."

Liao Wang smiled lightly, picked up Su Mei'er, and walked through the golden bell cover, as if entering an empty space.

Monk Yuanjue was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. The iron wall-like Golden Bell Cover had no effect in blocking him. This was definitely not a difference in cultivation, but more like the other party had entered a certain state and resonated with Buddhism.

"Monk,You really have changed. "

Su Meir looked at the man who was holding her infatuatedly, and her heart was extremely happy. At this moment, even if she was wiped out by many cultivators, she had no complaints.

"Kill him for me!"

"Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. This evil monk has no remorse at all. He actually openly protects the demon sect demon girl. Everyone can kill him!"

"Yes, he must be killed!"

Although the righteous cultivators were frightened, they were not afraid of forgetting. After all, they not only had a large number of people, but also had the support of the old predecessors. Among the people coming from the Cangtian Sect, there were cultivators with the cultivation of the Mahayana period.

"This monk is not in the right state. Set up a formation first to trap and kill him!"

"All the cultivators of the Cangtian Sect, listen to the order, take the magic seal stone, and build the Wanxiang Magic Sealing Formation! "

Song Zhong raised his head to the sky and howled. His body flashed and stood in the void. His hands kept making hand seals. The Dao rhyme gullies crisscrossed and the formation that stretched for thousands of miles was blooming with rosy clouds, trapping the entire Wanfo Temple in it.

"Take the magic stone, demon monk, no matter what magic you use, in front of this ancient killing formation, there is only one end, death!"

"You have an affair with the demon girl, today is the day you die! "

Song Zhong laughed loudly, his mind sank into the space ring, ready to take out the magic-sealing stone.

Outlining the array pattern is the first step, and taking out the magic-sealing stone to stabilize the array is the second step. Only in this way can the array be truly formed and have infinite power.

He has full confidence in the ancient killing array. After all, even if he enters the array, he will only be killed.

However, when his mind sank into the space ring, he was stunned. The space ring was empty, not even a hair.

Song Zhong was a little dazed.

Maybe he checked the wrong ring. It should not be the ring on the right hand, but the ring on the left hand.

Well, it must be like this.

But when he cast his eyes on his left hand, he found that there was no ring on his left hand. He only had one space ring on this trip.

Cold sweat broke out.

What's going on? Where are the items in the ring? Is it a ghost?

At the same time, he heard the disciples below screaming like pigs.

"Damn it, who moved my space ring! "

"All my savings of forty years and my entire property were taken away by the thieves. Damn it, I, Cao Shangfei, will never stand against you!"