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With one slap, Su Heng repelled the heavy damage suffered by Future Fojialan Valley. Su Heng did not hold back, and gently pointed forward with one finger. The strength all over his body was like a gurgling stream, which instantly gathered at his fingertips——

boom!

A hot dark red beam of light burst out.

In the midst of the lush jungle, a huge fireball appeared out of thin air.

The air expanded due to heat, the ground rolled up, and the surrounding soil and vegetation were torn apart inch by inch, turning into countless black smoke and drifting outward.

A wave of scorching hot air hit his face, causing Su Heng's clothes to fly.

"hiss--"

A stream of white smoke escaped from the corner of Su Heng's mouth and quickly dissipated without a trace in the strong wind.

Su Heng frowned deeply, and black and red bloodshot eyes exploded. A strong sense of terror made him faintly aware of abnormalities in the surrounding environment.

In the distance, a huge pine tree tens of meters high was burned by the high temperature and turned into coke. It cracked with a bang and threw up smoke and dust. Amidst the black smoke and scarlet firelight, the burly body of Future Buddha Jialangu limped out.

He was completely black, and the flesh on his body was burnt red, and the melted fat dripped down his strong body and fell on the burning flames on the ground. The flames jumped up with a "chi", and a burning smell came from far away. Coming with a favorable wind.

Although Jialan Valley looked extremely embarrassed at this time.

But in fact, the injuries on his body were not serious, just superficial wounds.

The entire body of a strong person in the Heavenly Creation Realm has undergone mutation development, and his powerful vitality is almost inhuman. At this time, his injuries have begun to scab while walking. Large areas of dark red blood scab fell off the body, and the slightly pink new skin was exposed to the distorted sunlight.

"Damn it, I underestimated you just now!" Jialangu's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

Although the injury was not serious, the pain on his body was real. Su Heng's blow just now was like throwing him into a frying pan, and the severe pain made his face distorted.

"There is something here that is affecting my strength." Su Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and saw clues in this mountain forest.

"Yes, this is the Magic Formation of the Third Ming King."

Bhagavan's hoarse voice came slowly, and he made a Buddhist salute to Su Heng with one hand.

Then he opened his mouth to explain, "Jiang Sanshi Ming Wang, ranked second among the five Ming Kings in the Hundred Buddha Temple, is known as the most victorious Vajra. His secret method can conquer the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, so it is called Jiang Sanshi."

“Donor—be careful!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bhagavan raised his head sharply.

The pupils deeply embedded in his eye sockets suddenly erupted with scorching golden light. The golden light was dazzling, like bunches of sharp swords piercing the sky. The moment the two looked at each other, even though Su Heng was mentally strong, he suddenly felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

Click!

The surrounding void is like cracks spreading like glass, shattering inch by inch.

Mountains, forests, rocks, cliffs, waterfalls, etc., all the scenes in front of Su Heng's eyes collapsed and turned into nothingness. Instead, there was a huge circular altar. The entire altar was paved with rough rocks. It was ancient and thick, and had ancient Sanskrit inscriptions on it.

And looking around, three green-faced Vajras standing a hundred meters tall were bathing in the fire of calamity, with ghosts and gods on their feet. Their eight thick arms like coiled dragons held various magical instruments such as swords, Dharma wheels, and prayer flags. The ancient and vast Sanskrit sounds came from the fire.

The three Vajras look almost identical.

It's just that the expressions on their faces are different, including anger, greed, and obsession.

But the scorching eyes were like beams of searchlights, all falling on Su Heng. In just an instant, Su Heng felt that his whole body was extremely heavy, as if he was being sunk into the deep sea. Moreover, the flow of strength in the body is also slowing down. In the past, the strong support that was driven by arms was now like a thick layer of glass, creating some kind of barrier.

His mental perception was also affected.

The scene in front of him was like a faded oil painting, constantly twisting and reorganizing, and the whispers of ghosts and demons could be heard in his ears, making it impossible to concentrate at all.

"Among the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance that King Ming of the Third World conquered, the poison of greed weakens the body, the poison of hatred blocks the strength, and the poison of infatuation confuses right and wrong, causing various evil behaviors and affecting perception." Bhagavan threw away the human skin lamp in his hand. on the ground.

The lamp shattered, and in an instant the fire spread, forming a huge ring of fire.

The entire altar is wrapped up in it, and it makes this inherently evil battlefield look like Abi Hell.

"There is no end to the sea of ​​suffering. If the benefactor is willing to convert to Buddhism, he will be free from the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, and will reach bliss early." Bhagavan turned the beads in his hand and actively persuaded him.

As if he already had a chance to win, he treated Su Heng as a trapped beast trapped in a cage and didn't take him seriously at all! ! !

"What endless suffering!?"

Su Heng seemed to have heard some joke, and he laughed loudly, and then said in a sinister voice, "Since I became famous, Su Heng, I have acted unscrupulously and always avenged my enemies on the spot, but I have never felt that I have ever had a hard life. "

"But you——"

A string of weird and malicious laughter burst out of Su Heng's throat, "The bold demon monk has no idea of ​​the heights of the world. You are still uttering arrogant words here. I think you don't take me seriously at all!"

"Why are you talking nonsense with him!" Future Buddha Jialan Guna shook his head and took a step forward.

The ground exploded with a bang, followed by cracks.

His face was full of rage and he was breathing heavily.

First he spoke to Bhagavan on the side, then turned around, his bloody eyes fell on Su Heng, and sneered, "It was quite fun to beat me just now, now I will show you what Buddha is capable of."

"Come here, you trash!" Su Heng said with disdain.

Jialangu's figure was fixed, and he suddenly opened his big mouth and inhaled a lot. The countless fire streams burning on the ground were like the sea containing hundreds of rivers, and he was swallowed into his body in an instant. The flesh and blood around Jialangu's body quickly turned red and swelled, then burned into blazing fire, and his face turned into a glaring King Kong.

"open!"

He let out a loud roar and thrust his arms forward.

There was a metallic trembling sound like "Dang", like a red bell, and a blazing red fire ring spread out behind Jialan Gu.

At this time, Jialan Guna's upper body was naked and his lower body was covered with a monk's robe.

The strong muscles all over his body are glowing with a metallic sheen, like a Vajra warrior sculpture in a temple. There is no longer the puffy feeling before. Under the firelight, every move of Jialangu exudes masculine power, as if he can subdue evil spirits from all directions.

"This palm is called freedom!" Jialangu's momentum quickly increased to its peak. He stepped forward with his left foot on the ground, pressing his center of gravity downwards, and the powerful force squeezed his calf like a spring. The muscles trembled, tensed, and then exploded instantly——

call out!

A sharp and harsh sound broke through the air.

Jialangu's huge body like a mountain of flesh burst out with incredible speed, like a scarlet straight line, flashing towards Su Heng.

Faced with such a blow, Su Heng did not even activate his Bawu True Form.

He endured all the negative states of Lord Jiang III, but kept the dragon's blood active, tightened his muscles, protruded his veins, and punched forward with a straight fist. This punch was unremarkable, but it was huge and majestic. There were no tricks or changes, and it was crushed purely by basic strength.

Snapped!

In the battlefield, Jialangu's pupils shrank violently.

It felt like the oncoming punch was like a black tide, the power of which was irresistible. The strong aura of death that followed made his whole body shiver, as if he had fallen into an ice devil's cave.

At the critical moment, relying on the super-speed reaction of the powerful Tiangui, coupled with the interference caused by the magic circle of King Jiang III. Jialan Gu narrowly avoided the blow, but the lotus hat on his head was swept away by the strong wind and turned into powder.

Boom!

A punch like a wild dragon landed in the empty space behind him.

The ground shook violently, a hole exploded, and the powerful smoke enveloped the gravel and exploded in all directions.

A large part of it fell on Jialan Gu's broad back and neck, as if he had been hit by a broadsword mine. Jialangu's back was a bloody mess, and scarlet scratches appeared on his face.

"Die!!!" Under the severe pain, the movements of Jialan Gu's hands became more violent.

He used all his strength to punch Su Heng in the middle of his chest, and the force of the counterattack made his whole body tremble. The calamity fire all over his body exploded, and a "boom" sound shot up into the sky. Like a volcano erupting, a huge pillar of fire with a diameter of more than ten meters formed on the battlefield, covering Su Heng's body.

At the same time, Bhagavan behind him also turned his prayer beads and recited scriptures.

Amidst the hum of ancient Sanskrit sounds, the three Ming King Dharma Buddhas on the altar opened their eyes at the same time, raised the Vajra, Dharma Sword, and Zen Staff high in their hands, and slammed them down on Su Heng's head.

boom!

The ground was dented and cracked, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Only the fire that shot up into the sky and blocked out the sun burst out, and a dark light inside never dissipated like a nightmare.

The hot wind rolled over, and Jialan Gu panted violently, and his body flashed and appeared next to Bhagavan. His arm had been twisted into a knot in the collision, but he didn't feel any harm to Su Heng. At this time, there was a look of surprise on his face, "The two of us use our full strength, and with the help of the formation, we should be able to kill this person."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Bhagavan took a deep breath and said calmly.

"What did you say -" Jialangu's King Kong glared angrily, but his voice was interrupted by a loud buzzing sound.

He suddenly raised his head, his pupils suddenly contracted and solidified.

However, he saw that around the altar, the three great Ming Wang Dharma images used to support the Dharma Formation of the Third Ming King were all trembling. It's like an angry dragon rushing over the river, or like an evil demon that has been suppressed in hell for thousands of years emerges from the sky, and wants to burn this dirty world completely with fire.

A dark and powerful aura, as bright as the abyss, surged out from the fire and swept in all directions.

The moment I noticed that breath.

The expression on Jialan Gu's face solidified and turned into horror.

And Bhagavan's expression changed drastically, and he no longer had the confidence to win before.

He slammed his palm and crushed a Buddhist bead to burst. "It's going to happen! We're afraid we've offended something terrible this time!"