Chapter 201: The Peach Blossom Tribulation of the Buddha Kingdom of Bliss (1st Update)
"Array..."
There was a touch of kindness on the face of the laughing Maitreya, and people couldn't help but let down their guard against him.
Everyone only felt that there was a change in front of them, appearing in a golden and brilliant hall, the Buddha's light was shrouded, and a woman with a bewitching body danced in the bursts of Sanskrit sounds, looming, but there was no sense of disobedience, as if all this should be so.
"What a weird phantom array..."
Mo Lingquan looked around, where was there still Meng Yanran and others.
"Senior Brother Mo, where are you?"
Meng Yanran's slightly flustered voice sounded in Mo Lingquan's mind.
"Everyone, beware..."
Mo Lingquan's face became gloomy.
"Don't struggle any longer, fall into the realm of blissful Buddhas, no one has yet been able to break out. ”
Laughing Maitreya's contemptuous voice came from all directions.
The moon turned, the power of the moon poured into his eyes, the illusion in front of him slowly disappeared, and when he raised his eyes, Jun Qianyu and the others had completely fallen into the formation, and only Xingtian was still struggling to support.
Even, some of the weaker ones had already launched an attack on the people around them, and in an instant, the situation was chaotic and completely out of control.
"What a Blissful Buddha Country..."
Mo Lingquan showed a look of anger on his face, his toes lightly, his figure suddenly rose into the air, and his body exuded a sword intent that dominated the world, endlessly, making people can't help but look sideways.
Outside the formation, the laughing Maitreya who presided over the formation saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of sarcasm.
There are Buddhist mudras on his hands.
At this time, in the eyes of everyone in the Kingdom of Bliss Buddha, Mo Lingquan's figure soared into the air and turned into a laughing Maitreya.
The people who fell into the illusion suddenly had a goal.
Mo Lingquan frowned, his body turned nine times in a row in the sky, dodging the surging attacks, and the momentum on his body also rose to the peak.
"Give me death..."
Mo Lingquan's body erupted with a sky-high sword intent, and a sword came eastward and was ready to attack.
Witnessing this scene, Maitreya smiled even more happily, and the corners of her mouth grinned to the root of her ears.
"Hum..."
Mo Lingquan's mobile phone long sword erupted with thousands of swords.
"Puff puff..."
The brilliant blood flowers made the smile on the corner of the laughing Maitreya's mouth solidify, and he couldn't lift it in one breath, he was full of smiles, and his red face instantly became pale and weak.
"Is the Buddha Kingdom of Bliss? ”
Mo Lingquan's figure fell to the ground, and on his left shoulder, a wound pierced by a spear was slowly bleeding bloody red blood.
"How is that possible?"
Xiao Maitreya looked at Mo Lingquan with a shocked expression, his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Those bald donkeys you brought have returned to Elysium, will you go by yourself, or will I give you a ride?"
Mo Lingquan didn't have a chance to have a wound on his left shoulder, and in his right hand, the You Dragon Sword slowly raised, pointing directly at the laughing Maitreya, and above the long sword, the sword was swallowed.
"You're hurt..."
Ren Shuqi retreated in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, his mind was clear, and he was the first to wake up.
"Amitabha..."
Laughing Maitreya took off the Buddhist beads he was wearing, slowly sat down cross-legged, and obscure Sanskrit sounds came out of his mouth.
"Hmmm... You bald donkey, eat me a stick. ”
The Monkey King's eyes flashed with rage, and he strode out, his body rose into the air, and he struck at the laughing Maitreya with a stick.
"Hum..."
In the middle of the heavenly machine, a golden swastika symbol suddenly descended, and it was suppressed towards the Monkey King Xiaobai.
"Heavenly Buddha Town Spell..."
Ren Yu's complexion changed, and he couldn't help but lose his color.
"Hmmm... The world was shocked. ”
Monkey King Xiaobai's body suddenly erupted with blood-colored brilliance, and the brilliance on the iron rod soared, shattering it with one blow.
Before it could breathe a sigh of relief, another swastika descended from heaven.
"Damn... This bald donkey is crazy. ”
Jun Qianyu's figure rose into the air, shattering the swastika with a single shot.
"Heavenly Buddha suppresses demons, I want to see how you suppress it. ”
The three-foot Qingfeng in Mo Lingquan's hand turned, his toes were a little on tiptoe, and his body flew up in the air, and the human sword was one, breaking the sky with a sword.
"Zheng... Zheng... Zheng..."
After smashing the three swastikas Buddha seals with one sword, he pulled back, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, shattering another swastika Buddha seal.
"This bald donkey is so fierce... What the hell is the magic spell of the Heavenly Buddha Town. ”
Mo Lingquan's figure took a few steps back before he stood firm, with an amazed expression.
Looking at Mo Lingquan and the others, Xingtian tightened the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and prepared to start.
"Big brother..."
Wu Bingyue frowned slightly, as if she was angry.
"Bingyue, look at them all..."
Xing Tian looked at Wu Bingyue with a bitter expression.
"No..."
Wu Bingyue looked at Xingtian with a stubborn expression.
"Everyone, quickly find a way to break his talisman spell mark. ”
As the swastika Buddha seal was lowered faster and faster, the situation of Mo Lingquan and the others was already precarious.
"Ahh The bald donkey is dead. ”
Jun Qianyu rushed out towards the phoenix with a hundred birds, shattering several swastika characters that had been suppressed, and his face was ruthless.
"Bald donkey... I'll fight with you. ”
The Monkey King Xiaobai swiped the iron rod in his hand, and a wild aura erupted all around his body, making the swastika Buddha seal that attacked him couldn't help but be stunned.
"Splash monkey, you're crazy..."
At this time, where did Xingtian still take care of so much, Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand twisted, crossed a mysterious arc, and appeared in the sky above Xiao Maitreya.
The halberd in his hand was like a swimming dragon, flying up and down, and with each blow, a swastika Buddha seal was shattered.
Airplanes...
Fang Tian's painting halberd was wrapped in the momentum of a thousand jun, and he was under the hood of the laughing Maitreya.
This sudden blow moved Xiao Maitreya's face, and he immediately gritted his teeth, and a ruthless color flashed on his face.
A sky-high Buddha light burst out from him.
"Boom..."
There was a deafening sound of bells, and the blow was blocked by a bell-shaped Buddha light outside the body of Xiao Maitreya.
Xingtian's body was forced to retreat with the power of this counterattack, appeared next to the Monkey King Xiaobai, picked up the halberd handle, and hit the back of the Monkey King Xiaobai's head, knocking the Monkey King Xiaobai who fell into madness unconscious.
Although Xiao Maitreya took the strongest move of Xingtian, the Dragon Eight Style, among the seven orifices, there was faint blood flowing out. The momentum on his body declined suddenly, and the whole person aged all of a sudden, and a dead air permeated his body.
"This monkey..."
The corners of Xingtian's mouth showed a look of helplessness.
"What other words do you have..."
Ren Ziqi looked at the smiling Maitreya who was like a gossamer, and looked like a withered smile, showing a touch of unbearability on his face.
"Hehehehe..."
Laughing Maitreya grinned.
"Mo Lingquan... Pure Land of Bliss, I'll wait for you. ”
Xiao Maitreya looked at Mo Lingquan with a calm face, his hands folded, and the Buddha light on his body became stronger and stronger.
In the sky, there is a faint portal open, and the Buddha music bursts, revealing golden light.
A streamer of light rose from the body of the laughing Maitreya and sank into the portal, and then all the visions disappeared.
The breeze blew, and the body of the laughing Maitreya turned into a little golden light and dissipated.
(End of chapter)