Directly above the three heads of the Buddha's Dharma Body, a flash of light flashed, and a figure had appeared from the void that suddenly cracked. The figure is thin, the hair is unkempt, and the face that is not beautiful is slightly smiling.

"Huixin!" The Buddha's three heads and six giant eyes rolled up at the same time, and immediately found that this was the figure of the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother, although it had been replaced with a body that made people feel ugly, but under the light at this moment, the expression of the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother was quiet and soft, and she didn't feel anything ugly at all. A person's temperament is the embodiment of a person's true soul, even if some people have a peerless appearance, but after the trivial soul occupies this body, no matter how beautiful the face is, it will make people disgusting, unless it is also the kind of vulgar and shallow person, who only values things on the surface. And some people's faces may not be stunning enough, when the sublimation of the soul far exceeds that of others, that smile can be equally thrilling.

The Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother appeared directly on the top of the Buddha's head, and while he was surprised, he did not hesitate to raise the staff and hit the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother. There was nothing in the body of the Great Wisdom Buddha Mother that could resist it, she accepted it calmly, and accelerated towards the head of the Buddha.

At the same time, behind the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother, in the void that had not yet been closed, a huge dragon head poked out from one of them and chased after the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother.

The dazzling thunder light surrounded the dragon's head, and its power was incomparable.

A dragon roar sounded, shaking the black qi around the Buddha's body to dissipate.

The petite figure of the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother was in between, blocking the Buddha's staff and attracting the Buddha's attention.

The figure was extremely fast, and when the Buddha's staff could hit the body of the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother, the huge thunder dragon behind her had already swooped forward, drowning her in it. The Great Wisdom Buddha Mother, who is in the midst of the tremendous power of these two sides, is as fragile as a withered and scorched fallen leaf, which disappears with the wind and shatters with the wind.

When the figure of the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother completely disappeared, the huge dragon head had already pounced on the face of the Buddha, and it was too late for the Buddha to dodge, he only had time to condense countless black qi on the top of his head, wanting to block Fang Zhong's blow, but under the divine power of the proud sword technique, the black qi was swept away by the thunder light, revealing the Buddha's legal appearance. The dragon's head pounced mercilessly on the three heads of the Buddha, and at the mouth and nose of the one in the middle. The huge head of the Buddha finally has a weakness, that is, the five senses are the most vulnerable place after all, the larger the head, the more hollow it looks. Although the thunder dragon transformed by the Proud Sword Technique could not be compared to the huge Dharma Body of the Buddha, it was still possible to just wrap around his three heads.

The dragon's head went straight to one of the Buddha's giant eyes, and the Buddha closed his eyes, but the third blood-red magic eye shot out a pillar of scarlet light, hitting the dragon's head. The thunder dragon's whole body flashed with thunder, and it did not retreat in the scarlet pillar of light, but it conjured up a dragon claw and grabbed it towards the Buddha's right eye. With a bang, a series of lightning flashes were left on the Buddha's eyelids, and a dark red blood mark appeared on the eyelids, but the flesh was not torn apart.

The Buddha was determined in his heart, it turned out that Fang Zhong had been promoted to such a point, and he still couldn't split the Buddha's defenses, after all, his cultivation was profound, and his Dharma Body was invulnerable, how could Fang Zhong be able to hurt it by just relying on a few spells, if Fang Zhong was an ancient divine weapon in his hand, then it was a different matter, maybe this claw could make the Buddha's head bleed. The palm of the Buddha's condensed Dharma seal unfolded violently, grabbing the dragon's head in front of the head, and he wanted to hold the seven inches of the snake like last time, and hold Fang Zhong in his hand like a long snake.

At this moment, a thunderbolt that was far superior to ordinary thunder fell from the sky, almost chasing Fang Zhong's Divine Dragon Proud Sword Technique.

This thunder is not to split the Buddha, but to Fang Zhong!

However, the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and the arrogant sword technique that Fang Zhong had transformed was struck by this thunder, and countless thunder lights suddenly spread up and down the dragon's body, originally just white thunder light, since it appeared in a colorful color. The palm of the Buddha's hand just grabbed the dragon's body, and was immediately entangled by countless thunder snakes, swimming around along the arm, where it passed, the black gas overflowed, the Buddha let out a muffled snort, his hand shook, and he didn't catch it.

The dragon's claws reappeared, and with the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder, they grabbed at the Buddha's head with all his might.

The dark red light flashed, and the black gas of the Buddha's right eye came out, and the huge eyes did not open, and the eyelids were torn by the dragon's claws. The huge eyeballs were completely exposed in front of Ao Jian Jue, and the divine dragon opened its mouth like a play bead and bit forward.

An angry shout that shook the heavens and the earth came out, and not only the living people in the Bibo Palace could hear it, but even Zhang Daoling and the others who were guarding outside could hear it clearly.

A large black eye socket was embedded in the Buddha's head. The Buddha's Dharma body was hit by this, which will inevitably cause his true body to be greatly damaged, which is the biggest injury suffered by the Buddha until now. The thunderous dragon lunged forward, heading straight for the black eye socket, the dragon's body was just the size of the eye socket, and the entire dragon capital rushed into it, and continued to go deeper.

The Buddha's Dharma body trembled all over, and no matter what was going on outside, the six arms grabbed towards the Proud Sword Jue almost at the same time. The furious Buddha's six arms were enough to tear this python, which was not as thick as his thigh, into countless pieces.

High in the sky, the thunder flashed, and the catastrophe came again. Fang Zhong had already desperately improved his cultivation, and this second thunder tribulation came down again, and it was right in the middle of the Buddha's three heads.

This was originally going to hit Fang Zhong, but it hit the Buddha all of them.

The black barrier that protected the Buddha's body collapsed like a wall of sand, and the white pillar of fire that was rotating outside finally rolled up to the Buddha's body, especially the six rays of light in it shuttled back and forth in the flames, drawing scars on the Buddha's huge Dharma Phase, and the billowing black gas that emerged from the scars was swept by the pillar of fire, burning without a trace.

"The Buddha's Dharma has been broken!" Countless people who survived and saw this scene will have this sentence in their hearts.

And what really caused the fatal wound of the Buddha was Fang Zhong's proud sword technique, or maybe this was no longer just relying on the power of the proud sword technique, because Fang Zhong even used the power to induce the Heavenly Tribulation. From a distance, you can see that the tall figure of the Buddha danced in the firelight, although only one of the heads was injured, but the other two heads showed a painful face, and the blood-red light in the mouth and nose kept swallowing. Under the Buddha's anger, the blades and magic weapons were indiscriminately beaten, and every blow was earth-shattering, beating the surrounding ravines everywhere, and the entire Bibo Palace was almost about to collapse.

The water of the Luo River above accelerated even faster, and it didn't take long for the ground to be filled with oceans.

The third thunder fell from the sky, and the Buddha's Dharma body trembled violently. The Heavenly Tribulation should not have done such harm to him, but under the internal and external attacks, not only did it multiply its power, but it also caused him to suffer an extremely terrible punishment. And such a heavenly tribulation power should have befallen Fang Zhong, but he was led to the Buddha's body.

In the distance, two figures flew towards riding a beast, and the tall Zhou Qing and the Lotus Holy Maiden finally appeared here, when they saw the Buddha being surrounded by white flames and scorching, several indestructible divine weapons cut left and right, especially a giant dragon with a flashing thunder light all over its body actually half of its body went deep into one of the heads, Zhou Qing was shocked and said: "It's not good, the Buddha can't support it." He was about to rush over to help, but the Lotus Holy Maiden stretched out her hand and said with a different face: "Stop." ”

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Zhou Qing looked back in amazement, only to see a sneer floating on the corner of the Lotus Saintess's mouth: "He will die sooner or later, what did you do in the past?" ”

"What?"

The Lotus Maiden continued, "He is just a stepping stone to the attainment of the future Buddha, do you still expect him to live forever in the world?" ”

Zhou Qing finally understood, nodded and said, "I understand." He glanced at the blood baby suspended in the air, his hands folded, like a pious Buddha in meditation, Zhou Qing's eyes were exposed, and the sword light behind him flashed, and he had already drawn out the thorn sword, raised it high, and a thick sword light split out, splitting the figure of the blood baby in half. The blood baby was defenseless at all, and half of his body was split into two halves.

The Lotus Saintess and Zhou Qingju were both happy, but before the smile appeared, the two bodies burned with white flames, and then turned into ashes in the flames.

The one who stayed in place was actually an empty doppelganger

Zhou Qing said: "What about her? ”

The Lotus Holy Maiden quickly swept around, except for seeing Bu Yisan, Yan Yinshitai, Jingyi and others still suspended in the distance, there was no half of the blood baby. "She's in flames." The Lotus Holy Maiden stretched out her hand and pointed, Zhou Qing followed the Lotus Holy Maiden's pointing, and saw that among the pillars of fire that were constantly rotating around the Buddha, a hazy phantom was in the firelight, and her hands were bluffing, it was Padmasambhava. After Fang Zhong cast the sword that matched the Divine Dragon Proud Sword Battle, the whirlwind was uncontrollable and would soon disintegrate, but it was able to hold on until now and roll bigger and bigger, and the power did not diminish at all, naturally because Padmasambhava had fused the Red Lotus Fire into it and had taken over the control of Fang Zhong's whirlwind.

There was a loud bang, and another thick thunder fell from the sky, and one of the Buddha's heads was beaten with a pop, and it directly burst into a large area of black gas, along with the two arms, which also turned into nothingness. Under the thunderous bombardment, everything around the Buddha was shaken into levitation.

The appearance of Zhou Qing and the Lotus Holy Maiden immediately attracted the attention of Yan Yin, Master Tai and Jing Yi and others, and at this time, Bu Yisan was immersed in the incarnation of manipulating the six rune papers.

Master Yan Yin was too afraid that Zhou Qing and the Lotus Holy Maiden would help the Buddha, and seeing that Fang Zhong and the others finally had a chance to win together, how could they let these two people destroy, and immediately shouted: "Stop them." Several sword lights rushed towards Zhou Qing and the Lotus Holy Maiden, and stopped in front of the two of them in a blink of an eye, not only that, but people from other places also poured out, those were all Shushan disciples led by Bu Yisan and Yan Yin Shitai, Master Tongren, Cihang Jingzhai disciples, etc., they had already seen that the situation had finally changed greatly, and the seemingly invincible Buddha was actually suppressed by Fang Zhong and Padmasambhava and the Great Wisdom Heart Buddha Mother, and even the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was used, if this is the case, the overall situation cannot be reversed, and it is not wronged if you lose. Countless rays of light were in the air or on the ground, stepping on the waves to besiege Zhou Qing and the Lotus Holy Maiden, and everyone knew that at this time, they must not be allowed to help the Buddha.

Zhou Qing raised his head and let out a burst of arrogant laughter, he was not afraid of the crowd that gathered around, and the Lotus Saintess raised her palms into the air, a magic seal was already condensed in the palm of her palm, the more melee the place, the more advantageous it was for the Lotus Saintess, she believed that under the attack of her magic seal, it would only make countless people here fall at her feet. Zhou Qing rushed forward first, and Mrs. Yan Yin and the others were exhausted, so they had to concentrate on fighting him at this moment. Zhou Qing relied on the help of the Lotus Holy Maiden, and absorbed the power of the divine souls in several prison cities in a row, and he had already become infinitely powerful, and Yan Yin Shitai and the others couldn't fight with him at all, so they could only rely on their agility to try their best to drag Zhou Qing down.

A black lotus in the palms of the Lotus Holy Maiden has been completely condensed, she flipped upward, and was about to hit it, when there was a surge in the river water below that had already been flooded by the water of the Luo River, and a figure rushed out, reaching out and hugging the lower limbs of the Lotus Holy Maiden. The place where the Lotus Holy Maiden was suspended was not high from the water, but she didn't expect that there was someone hidden under the water, and she was carelessly caught by someone who came. The Lotus Saintess looked down in shock, only to see a person gritting his teeth, his eyes blood-red, looking at him viciously.

"You ......" The Lotus Saintess immediately recognized him at a glance, this person had a beautiful face and was handsome, but the fire of hatred had already made his current face a little distorted. The figure that emerged from the water was not someone else, it was Mo Lan, who had disappeared during the battle in the prison city. In fact, Mo Lan is not missing, he was controlled by the Lotus Holy Maiden, fighting like a walking corpse, when the suspended palace collapsed, he also fell, and then Padmasambhava appeared, when her white flames swept through countless puppets and black-clothed armies, Mo Lan was also among them, but he did not turn into ashes directly like those ghosts, but erased the black lotus mark on his forehead, and his body was not damaged, and he actually regained his free body.

The past is vivid, Mo Lan devoted himself to the Buddha, and even thought that the Lotus Holy Maiden was also blue-eyed to herself, but who knew that in the end it was a failure.

"You are not a Qingma girl at all, you demon girl, you actually deceived me, I want to die with you!" Mo Lan almost gritted his teeth.

"Who am I, do you have the ability to do this?" When she saw that it was Mo Lan, the Lotus Holy Maiden smiled charmingly, in her eyes, it was easy to take Mo Lan's life, but it was too simple to kill him, it was better to regain control of him and let Mo Lan do her last bit for herself. The magic seal, which originally wanted to hit the air, suddenly turned, and the Lotus Holy Maiden turned her wrist and dragged the black lotus magic seal with one palm, slapping towards Mo Lan's top door. As long as this seal hits Mo Lan again, he will not worry about returning to his control.