Chapter 880: Seven-Character Mantra
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Coming to this country and provoking the Tantra, the biggest force in this country, it would be strange if it could be calm tonight, and the most important thing is that Jin Xiong, a chess piece related to the strategy of northwest China, is still in their hands. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
So, tonight is not destined to be peaceful.
Several people were looking at Xiao Fan's back, when they came to carry out the mission, they never knew that there was such a person with him, this man, the guy they couldn't fight with, played with the guy they couldn't fight, annihilated in the snap of his fingers, and even said it himself, those who offend me in Huaxia, although they are far away, will be punished, how powerful is this? Thinking about it makes people's blood boil, looking at Xiao Fan's figure standing under the moon, the worship in his eyes is naturally self-evident, soldiers, they all worship the strong, and Xiao Fan used to be the same, because this is the creed of a special soldier.
Tantric people are not what these special forces can deal with, it can be said that the rivers and lakes have circles of rivers and lakes, and the regime also has the rules of the regime, and there is an essential difference between the two, so the way to solve the problem is not the same.
Therefore, Xiao Fan has already planned to let these guys return to China, take Jin Xiong back to China, their task has been completed, there is no need to stay here with him.
When Xiao Fan spoke, several people were a little reluctant, but thinking that their strength was far from Xiao Fan, here, not only could they not help Xiao Fan, but they would become a drag on Xiao Fan, so they acquiesced to Xiao Fan's decision.
Don't doubt the power of the country, especially the power of the powerful country of Huaxia, Xiao Fan originally planned to let a few guys leave through his own way, but in the end, Xiao Fan found that he didn't need himself at all.
Of course, this night has not been peaceful, the people of Tantric Buddhism have come in three waves, thirty monks, the guy who takes the lead, definitely has the strength of the top five in the Huaxia Heavenly List, if it weren't for Xiao Fan, these guys are afraid that none of them will be able to escape, of course, if it weren't for Xiao Fan's presence, the other party may not be able to dispatch such a person. However, none of the thirty monks went back, and the killings were naturally killed by Xiao Fan.
Seeing these six guys get on the plane, Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, in the eyes of ordinary people, these guys are definitely powerful existences, but, in Xiao Fan's eyes, these guys are Xiao Fan's burden, however, this time, it is impossible for the Huaxia military not to owe himself a favor, the only thing is how much can be obtained in Jin Xiong's mouth.
Although the task was completed and unexpectedly smooth, Xiao Fan didn't want to leave this country, in fact, the moment Xiao Fan was ready to enter the northwest, he had already been dragged into a quagmire, the people of that organization were what Xiao Fan had to face, and the evil was certain, no way, if you don't make enemies with that group of guys, then you have to be enemies with the Huaxia government, Xiao Fan hasn't been mad to that extent, so he can only choose to be enemies with that group of guys, and he doesn't want those guys to hide too deeply, It also involves Tantra, so Xiao Fan's grievances with Tantra are inevitable.
Since it is an enemy, then there is no reason to keep it, and at this time, it is also the best time, alone, without any burden, whatever you toss yourself, Xiao Fan has not lived such a day for a while.
Whether the Shura soldiers, who have been silent in the world for a long time, are still sharp, I believe that Tantra will soon give you an answer.
Tantra may have realized that chasing and killing Xiao Fan seems to send as many people as he wants, so he is waiting for Xiao Fan to come to the door, the identity of Huaxia Gongzi is not unfamiliar to any force in the world, if you don't know these four words, the word Shura should always know.
Since he decided to kill Tantra, Xiao Fan couldn't break his word, at dusk, the Ganges River Valley, this thousand-year-old ancient temple, finally ushered in the most serious provocation in a thousand years, a person, a knife, one hundred and eight steps, every step with a life.
One hundred and eight lives fell at Xiao Fan's hands, of course, if there is no accident next, Xiao Fan will be condemned by all religions, but, so what?
For Xiao Fan, the gods and Buddhas are not afraid, why not be afraid of the condemnation of those sanctimonious guys, and don't take the eyes of some boring guys to heart, Xiao Fan has understood this truth very early.
A kind old monk appeared in front of Xiao Fan and pronounced a Buddha name.
"Donor, please stop." Judging from the appearance, he is similar to the old monk on the snow peak, but in terms of morality, I am afraid that it is not easy to determine.
"What can you do to stop me?" Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and said coldly.
"The donor is young, but he has reached the peak, the old monk is afraid that he can't stop the donor, but this is a tantric holy place, isn't the donor afraid of the words and words of tens of millions of believers?" The old monk looked at Xiao Fan and asked.
"Hehe, the old monk doesn't need to threaten me with these, Tantra is not your family, besides, those who believe in you are not my compatriots, if they dare to say, I will dare to kill, a thousand people say, I will kill a thousand people, ten thousand people say, I will kill ten thousand people, what do you think?" Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and said with a disdainful expression.
"Amitabha." The old monk pronounced a Buddha call, "Donor, you have fallen into the devil's path, you must know that the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore." The old monk looked at Xiao Fan and said.
"Haha." When Xiao Fan heard this, he smiled loudly, "Old monk, don't you want to save me?" The old monks on the snow peak all said that they were powerless, don't you have this ability? Xiao Fan sneered.
"Besides, what is God? What is a demon? Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and asked with a sneer.
"If you really want to move me, make a move, I really want to see the nine-character mantra of Tantra, and I also want to know how hot it is for you, the sect master of Tantric Buddhism, to practice." Xiao Fan looked at the old monk and sneered.
"In that case, the old monk is offended." The old monk looked at Xiao Fan and bowed slightly.
"Pro," the old monk said softly.
The seal of the king of Fudo is formed.
"Bing,"
"Bucket,"
"Who,"
"Both,"
"Array,"
"Column," the nine-character mantra, the nine characters come out with seven characters, each word is matched with the printing method, the two thin palms, in the air through the mysterious trajectory, Xiao Fan did not interrupt, but calmly watched the old monk condense the seven-style seal, the seven seals are superimposed in the air, the golden magnificent seal, floating in the air, a mysterious and magnificent momentum, permeating the void.
"Yes, it's a bit hot." Xiao Fan looked at this scene and nodded with a smile.
"Pick me up the seven-word mantra." The old monk looked at Xiao Fan and roared.
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