380 Sanskrit, all over
With the approval of the Buddha, then he went to the lower realm, and naturally he did not break the rules of Lingshan.
The clouds under his feet seemed to be impatient to leave, but the voice of the Buddha rang in his ears again.
Dapeng turned around, "What else is the matter with the Buddha?"
This trip was dangerous, but according to his understanding, the Buddha would never say anything like being careful in everything.
"The power of one person is ultimately small, and the power of you and me is difficult to return to the sky. Exactly how to do it, when the Sanskrit sound is all over the place, I think you will know. After the Buddha finished speaking, no matter how much Dapeng understood, he directly raised his palm and urged him to leave.
"I understand the previous sentence, but what does the latter sentence mean?" Dapeng muttered to himself, but the thoughts in his head did not delay the journey under his feet.
After all, the days on the spiritual mountain have always been like this, and the Buddha's words in the clouds and fog have always taken him a long time to digest.
The Martial God Altar is glorious, and at first glance, I thought it was celebrating something, and if I didn't get close, I would never be able to get close to the truth of the facts.
He took the form of a ray of light and landed beside them, "I'm here to help you. ”
Dapeng himself has profound Buddhism and is not within the Three Realms, if he hadn't been seriously injured at that time, Chi You would not have seen the needles and controlled him.
The sudden addition of such a force is not good news for Chiyou. He decisively withdrew and retreated, and Dapeng made a short move, and the long-standing confrontation situation was also out of balance because of the initiative of one of the parties to withdraw.
Everyone was swept away by the uproar of spiritual power, and they took a few steps backwards.
"Dapeng, you're really nosy. Chi You is not angry, obviously he is about to succeed, but it is the sudden visit of such a plague god, which causes his plan to be delayed again and again: "Have you forgotten the rules of Lingshan?"
It's okay not to mention these, but when you mention these, Dapeng's dislike for Chiyou is even worse. The rules of Lingshan? He is an outsider, what kind of rules of Lingshan do you talk to him!
Dapeng crossed his waist and was very impatient: "I should abide by the rules of Lingshan, and it is not your turn to talk nonsense." ”
Chi You couldn't have imagined that he was in Lingshan outside the Three Realms, and he still got the approval of the Buddha to do this, and he was not afraid that Chi You would catch any tricks at all.
He put his hands together, chanted the mantra in his mouth, and with the flying sand and stones around him, a beam of light burst out from his hands.
A few swishing sounds comparable to arrows broke through the seal, and all of them hit Chiyou, but the hit was hit, and the impact was not great.
"What other tricks do you have, come up with them. The swordsman couldn't help but urge, in his opinion, this was just a temptation of Dapeng.
"Just now, that trick was my most powerful spell. Dapeng blushed with shame. In the past, when I was against the people of the Destiny of Heaven, all those tricks were used under the control of the anger, and the Dharma was never very aggressive.
"Well, then you can keep playing a few more tricks. That's all the bone elf can say. Consuming the opponent's physical strength, although it is a stupid method, at least it can contain him.
Dapeng's spell attack did not bring any substantial damage to Chi You, but it affected the unimpeded flow of acupuncture points in his body.
Chiyou roared angrily, and the earth trembled, and the fog and dust floating around him were all mixed into the tumbling aura.
Chi You's huge body was wrapped in layers of angry energy, and the sword was invulnerable, and this time there was really no way. Dapeng tried to attack a few more rounds, not to mention attacking the effective part, and the spell was beaten to the outermost layer of anger, and it was all swallowed up.
Dapeng conjured up his original form, and he still had one killer weapon that was useless, that is, his wings, which were several times harder than steel.
The wings flapped and drove a whirlwind from the flat ground, and many of the sand and gravel brought up by it were carried by the aura. It can be seen that Dapeng's killer feature may really have a chance to fight with Chiyou.
The strong winds in different directions stirred this piece of land, "Phew", the bone elf with short shoulder-length hair couldn't stand the annoyance of her hair and face, and the next second, she felt that her body was light, and she was actually carried to the sky by this wind.
"Bone!" the swordsman grabbed the bone elf's ankle and tried to pull her down, but the reality didn't seem to intend to give him this chance, and he was ready to do it right to the end.
Everyone was taken into the air covered with yellow sand, and there was no point of focus, so they could only let the wind rage.
Dapeng had already riveted his strength, and launched a blow with all his strength, and the-for-tat confrontation of the two forces caused the stones all over the Martial God Altar to turn into powder in an instant.
If everyone didn't have spiritual protection, they would end up like those stones of different sizes. But even so, the pain of being torn apart is still very real.
Dapeng was still on an equal footing with Chi You at the beginning, which made everyone see a glimmer of light, and even thought that the pain of being torn and crushed on the flesh was worth it.
But the most feared scene finally happened, and the surging anger swallowed everything that came close to it, sand, stones, creatures, and even ethereal beams of light.
When Dapeng fell to the ground, he was covered in blood, and even the wings that he had always been proud of were broken.
The wind had no reason to be angry, and it gradually subsided. A golden lotus bloomed in Xiaoyaosheng's palm, and he tried to turn his head away as much as possible, not to look at the hideous scar. The Golden Lotus has an unusually wonderful effect on those who are also disciples of Buddhism, and it is also twice the result with half the effort.
But for ordinary people, the treatment effect is afraid to be counterproductive. Roc struggled to spit out a word from his mouth.
Xiaoyaosheng listened to him, and barely heard what he said: "Don't, don't consume spiritual power for me anymore, you should keep it, it's still useful." ”
"This ......" The little light emitted by the golden lotus flower still flowed into Dapeng's body in a steady stream, and even though Xiaoyaosheng hesitated, he still confiscated the spell.
Dapeng was helpless, grabbed Xiaoyaosheng's wrist, forcing him to have to be at eye level with himself: "Before I came, the Buddha said that when the Sanskrit sound is everywhere, we will have a chance to turn over." ”
It was he who was too impetuous, and forgot the teachings of Lingshan. Since the Buddha said that, it seems that if he didn't understand what Sanskrit sound is, he wouldn't win.
"Sanskrit sounds are all over the place?" Xiao Yaosheng repeated these four words in his mouth, could it be that all the people of the destiny of heaven recited the Buddhist scriptures?
But how is this possible, and regardless of whether they have such a strong mind and cohesion, just talking about the content of the Buddhist scriptures, no one present except for him is a disciple of the Transformation Temple.
Sanskrit sound should be a general reference, as soon as Xiao Yaosheng thought about it, the golden lotus in his palm unconsciously stopped turning, and it quickly withered.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I'll do it again. Xiao Yaosheng noticed that he was distracted, and was about to cast the spell again, but was stopped by Dapeng sharply.