Tathagata:???

Did I hear it wrong? This monk, just now, called himself a demon?

And you can tell at a glance that I'm not human?

It's not, such a bright golden body is swinging, and those with long eyes know that it is not a person.

But the question is, how did you become a demon?

The rest of the crowd couldn't help but be shocked.

They are not stupid, the temperament of the Buddha has changed so obviously, and there is a little guess in their hearts, who knows that before they can speak, the hat of the Fahai demon is directly covered.

Fahai's face was fierce and resolute, the space froze, and a wave of qi suddenly emerged, and the heavens and the earth shook.

The big Buddha in mid-air was full of disbelief, this monk actually made a move?

Rumble!

Fahai jumped up and punched the Buddha in the face!

Under the light of the Buddha, once his spell is out of the support of the body, it will be like a rootless ping, simply used to bless his body, and vented all the anger in his heart towards the gods and Buddhas.

Bang! Bang!

One punch, then another!

This body, after all, is just the demon body of a centipede spirit, even if it pulls a wisp of the Buddha's thoughts, in essence, it still belongs to the mundane, and it is still not comparable to the realm of Fahai.

Fahai's eyes were full of persistence, and the golden body of the Buddha was beaten back again and again, while he advanced again and again!

Even in the face of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, he will never let go of his human nature and turn into a fart!

"Evil Barrier!"

The Buddha finally moved his anger, and a golden light shot out from a hole in the sky, but he was stopped for some reason.

"Senior brother, if you personally intervene in mortal affairs, you will inevitably fall behind. ”

On the spiritual mountain, the Buddha who was sitting on the lotus platform suddenly opened his eyes, without sorrow or joy, and looked at the lower realm.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who were immersed in the Buddha's Sanskrit chanting came to their senses, and some Arhats shouted: "Buddha, but something is happening in the lower realm?"

Rulai was silent for a while, "It's nothing." He closed his eyes again.

......

Below.

"Iniquity......" the Buddha wanted to speak again.

"Demon, the world still dares to blaspheme my Buddha!" Fahai did not give him a chance to continue speaking, his figure fluttered, and he looked into the eyes of this Buddha.

Then.

One punch down!

Bang –

With this punch, Fahai threw all his strength and directly smashed the golden body to the ground and fell to the dust.

Rumble!!!

After a loud bang, smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the audience was silent.

Yan Chixia and the others also stood up, their faces full of surprise.

Even if the Buddha in front of them is really the Buddha, after seeing Fahai beat him violently, how much reverence can they have in their hearts?

What's more, they are not Buddhists after all.

Even Fahai, a high monk, said that this was a demon pretending, and they were naturally convinced.

How could the real Buddha be beaten like this?

At this moment, a great terror suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts.

The golden light in the sky finally broke through the interception and finally fell on Jin.

Sanskrit sounded.

For the first time, the Buddha stepped down from the lotus platform.

His face was no longer merciful and peaceful, but more hideous than that of an evil ghost, the golden body behind him was cracked, and arms after arms came out from behind him.

Together with the original two arms, there are eight in total.

The Eight-Armed King!

Don't move the king!

The Buddha has a thousand faces, if the Buddha is universal to all sentient beings, then the immovable Ming Wang is specially designed to subdue the demons!

The sun was shining, and behind the king of Ming, the bodhisattvas and arhats were dressed in li, and they all looked at him coldly and majestically.

Suddenly, the sound of Buddha in this wasteland was great, as if there were thousands of monks chanting and chanting together, and the Sanskrit sound gathered together, rushing into Fahai's ears like a landslide and tsunami.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. ”

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. ”

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. ”

"Demon, don't take refuge in my Buddha quickly!"

Thousands of voices constantly echoed in Fahai's ears, holy and peaceful.

"If it's a demon who slays a demon and destroys a demon, why don't I do it again!"

Fahai roared, and behind him, a phantom of a pitch-black python appeared, hissing at the Buddhas and spitting out letters.

Yan Chixia was really dumbfounded, looked at the illusion of the Buddhas, and then turned her head to look at Fahai, and the whole person fell into a deep confusion.

Who can tell him what the hell is going on now?

Could it be that that Buddha is really the Rulai of the Western Heavens?

King Ming didn't say anything, just raised a hand and slapped it at Fahai.

The size of the Buddha's palm is as large as many zhang, but in Fahai's eyes, it is constantly enlarged and enlarged......

Until the end, it was like a heaven and earth, suppressing him!

"Great Mighty Dragon!"

Fahai burst into tears, and when the Buddha turned into the Ming King, the suppression of his supernatural powers had dissipated.

The next step is to fight for life and death, and it is just a matter of means.

The mana was blazing like fire, pouring out, fighting against the Buddha's palm, and the pitch-black python roared in the sky, and the whistling sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"It's a little interesting, it seems that Fahai really has a heel, no wonder twenty years of cultivation can be worth a thousand years of penance for ordinary people. ”

In the clouds, a god who was about to make a move withdrew his hand, and looked at it thoughtfully and with interest.

The stubbornness in Fahai's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the distance between the Buddha's palm and him became closer and closer, and every inch closer, the sense of oppression hit exponentially.

By now, he didn't even have the strength to scold, he was just silent and tilted his head.

If I am a Buddha, I am like a Buddha, and all sentient beings can become Buddhas, so why should I bow down?

Taking refuge in the Buddha is not as good as taking refuge in oneself.

Yan Chixia's eyes couldn't bear it, obviously the Buddha palm was not very large, but the corresponding Fahai was as small as an ant under the backdrop of this Buddha palm.

He's probably seen something by now.

Bang!

The palm fell, and at the last moment, Yan Chixia couldn't help but make a move.

He didn't understand that Fahai's actions, although sometimes they did not look like monks, but even the Jizo Bodhisattva, one of the four great bodhisattvas, recognized his identity, and at that time, the two got along barely harmoniously, why did it happen like this now?

But that doesn't stop him from making a move.

"Dragon Roar Nine Days, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

A sword path torrent emerged, although it did not stab at the Ming King's Faxiang, but it still isolated a little breath, at least, it created a wisp of vitality for Fahai.

Originally, this palm slapped at Fahai's head, but under the influence of the sword qi and the big python, although Fahai was powerless to dodge, he still moved his head by three points.

Eventually, the palm of the Buddha fell on his shoulder.

Click.

With a small sound, the shoulder hurt sharply, and the bones in the left shoulder almost turned to powder.

With his only remaining right hand, he grabbed the wrist of the Ming King, "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World-Honored Jizo, Prajna Ba Makong!"

The loud shout started, all the mana was blessed on the body, and the arm suddenly exerted force, actually dragging the Ming Wang Shengsheng, who was dozens of zhang high, down, and then threw it out!