You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Hao hurriedly changed his position with "Immortal Shadow", and left the attack range of the so-called "Great Joy Zen Heart Sutra", but saw that the spirit didn't care about his turn, the corners of his mouth hooked, and suddenly looked at Wang Hao's expression began to be weird.

"Since you can't be civilized, then I'll transform you and let you become a part of our Great Light Realm. ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south......"

Wang Hao only felt that under the effect of the "Great Joy Zen Heart Sutra", and then he was in harmony with the mouth of that Lingjun, and suddenly an invisible gas in the air came towards his pavement.

"This relic, you take it well, it will be of great use in the future, but I can't give you this Buddha altar directly, but it can be turned into a thing and handed it to you. ”

"This Buddha shrine was originally made of the sacred tree of your Qiyunguan, so it can be regarded as repaying the kindness given to me by the drunken Yunxian tree back then. ”

"Wang Hao, you remember, the Buddha has a touch, ordinary people can never escape, your cultivation is still shallow, the mind is not strong, if you meet, you will not be able to get out, this gossip Tianguang Pa is to use water to get drunk Yunxian tree a branch of the main trunk to do, when you are in this crisis, sacrifice this thing, you can escape. ”

......

Wang Hao had a splitting headache and was drowsy, but his mind suddenly remembered what the novice said to him when he went to the ruins of the closed city.

"Wang Hao, you remember, the Buddha has a touch, ordinary people can never escape, your cultivation is still shallow, the mind is not strong, if you meet, you will not be able to get out, this gossip Tianguang Pa is to use water to get drunk Yunxian tree a branch of the main trunk to do, when you are in this crisis, sacrifice this thing, you can escape. ”

"Do you want to- you want to cross me-"

Wang Hao was paralyzed on the ground, constantly struggling, looking at Wang Hao's dying struggle to complete the crossing, Lingjun laughed, "Yes, the thousands of sa in our Great Bright Realm are all obtained from the crossing, mortals are stupid, how can they know the benefits of escaping into the empty door and become a disciple of the Buddha, they should feel happy and grateful to Dai De." ”

Wang Hao now understands that in the remnants of the lockdown in the Qishui Mansion region, the full meaning of what the monk said to him turned out to be for today.

Case.

Wang Hao looked at the way Ling Junsheng was in his hand, and laughed, "Just want to trap me like this, it's too much to underestimate me, gossip Tianguangpa, give me it!"

But seeing that from Wang Hao's body, a huge handkerchief flew out, and the light on the handkerchief was swirling endlessly, and at a glance, he knew that it was an extraordinary thing, not only that, Wang Hao said again, "Relic!"

On the handkerchief, a golden relic also flew out and coiled on the top of Wang Hao's head, only to see that the original pervasive sound of transit, under the combined effect of these two treasures, suddenly lost its effect, and Wang Hao's surroundings shrouded a huge barrier, protecting Wang Hao's good in it, and the light of the relics and the gossip Tianguang Pa became more and more dazzling, and gradually had a tendency to engulf the Lingjun.

"No way, no way!"

This eight

What is the hexagram Tianguangpa? There is actually a treasure in this world that can resist the transformation of the Great Light Realm?

The appearance of this kind of thing is too rebellious, because if there is really this kind of treasure, then the thousands of sa in the Great Light Realm will be dispersed in an instant, all along, the Great Light Realm has relied on the power of worship by all people, and the power of incense continues to strengthen one's body, and now with such a treasure, does it mean that the Great Light Realm is about to fall into an incomparably dark, and can no longer cross the dangerous dark period of any believer?

The countless bodhisattvas and Guanyin of the Great Light Realm will lose their mana and will never be able to advance an inch again, and how can the Great Light Realm still exist in the world?

What Lingjun was even more surprised was the relic, the relic is a treasure that will be formed after the death of the eminent monk, and in the Great Light Realm, except for Guanyin and the novice above Guanyin, the rest of the Arhat Vajra can not form a relic at all.

Because the relics contain the vast majority of the monks' lifelong cultivation and memories before their death, only Guanyin and Bodhisattvas can do this, but recently there has been no Bodhisattva or Guanyin in the Great Light Realm for nearly a thousand years, if it is left by the worldly masters when they pass away, since they are monks who have cultivated and become enlightened, how can they not come to the Great Light Realm of Ten Thousand Saints to worship, and hope that their souls after death will be returned to the Great Light Realm of the Buddhist Holy Land and be rested?

Where did the relic in Wang Hao's hand come from?

The more Ling Jun thought about it, the more he felt that Wang Hao was really unfathomable, and he thought that he knew a lot about Wang Hao, but there were still many things, but he didn't know until now, and this sudden gossip Tianguang Pa and this relic actually became the key to contend with him this time.

You must know that the most important thing in Buddhism is the ability to transform, without this, it is not easy to easily defeat a peerless genius, and Wang Hao's characteristics, no matter from that aspect, are the demons among peerless geniuses.

Wang Hao saw that Lingjun's face was white and blue, and he knew that this Lingjun was now weighing the pros and cons in his heart, and he must be puzzled, not knowing where his relic came from.

Fortunately, Wang Hao has always worn this relic on his body, which happened to come in handy this time.

Da Bai's body has been collected and packed for Wang Hao, and one of Da Bai's dragon balls has been completely shattered, and the rest is only Da Bai's soul is the most complete thing Wang Hao has ever found.

Dabai, you wait for me, and when this Kyushu big competition is over, I will definitely do everything I can to reshape your body and bring you back to life.

Da Bai's body died, and the flawless bone re-entered Wang Hao's body, Wang Hao's body was perfect, he was invincible at the moment, his whole body was in extremely good condition, and he did not have the slightest timidity to deal with the warriors of Nirvana.

Ling Jun sneered contemptuously, "Even if I can't transform you, but the strength of the Nirvana Realm Ninefold Martial Artist, how can you think about it easily, and let you taste my Great Light Realm's martial art 'Burning River Boiling Sea'!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, as if what he had experienced again on the layer of hell resurfaced in Wang Hao's mind, this is not an illusion, this is real

Real attacks.

Wang Hao's eyebrows narrowed, and he was not in a hurry.

"Three Books Guardian Array, Protect the Dharma for Me!"

Sanshu Guardian Array: Ground Rank Formation, in this formation, all attack power is doubled.

"The Five Flags of Heaven and Earth, locate the traces of the villains for me!"

Heaven and Earth Five Banners Formation: Ground Rank Formation, in this formation, the enemy's attack range will be locked within the coverage of the warrior formation, so that all attacks can fall on the enemy's head as expected by one's body. ”

"Ten generations of Ming King Array, bless me to win!!"

Ten generations of Ming King Formation: In the formation, the warrior's attack is as firm as a mountain, and it is as immobile as a bell chime.

But seeing the three formations, they quietly took shape in Wang Hao's flick sleeves, which surprised the people present.

"Flick your sleeves into a formation! This kid is at least a top-level formation master!"

Seeing this, many Supreme Elders in the clear summer and cold had a bright light in their eyes. Even the Dao masters, after seeing that Wang Hao was just brushing his sleeves in a formation, his heart was shocked, and he looked at each other, and the surprise in his heart increased instead of decreasing.

As soon as the Three Books Guardian Array came out, the three cyan dragons, with white books in their mouths, jumped from the depths of the ground, soaring straight into the sky, but they were firmly guarding Wang Hao's side, weaving into a huge page array, protecting Wang Hao's smooth spell casting.

The five flags of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, the five-color pennant, firmly occupied in the four directions of east, west, north, south and middle, exploded, became the great array of heaven and earth pennant, the blood flowed mountains and rivers, as if they were all from this pennant, countless corpses were stacked and towering, white bones, booming ups and downs, row upon row.

The long bridge lies on the waves, and the clouds are not long. The road is empty, and he is not angry.

The Ten Generations of Ming King Array takes Qiankun as the eye of the array, and is distributed in eight directions of Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui, plus two Void Ming Kings in heaven and earth, and turns this piece of heaven and earth into a strict Buddhist hall, Ming Zhuang quietly.

Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, Xun is the wind, the earthquake is the thunder, the kan is the water, the separation is the fire, the Gen is the mountain, and the exchange is the ze. As soon as the gossip comes out, everything is inevitable, and the gossip will firmly lock this piece of heaven and earth, on top of the appearance of the king of Ming, it will add more magnificence, and it will also be a song, and the snowflakes of Yanshan Mountain will be as big as a seat, and the mountains and seas of Xuanyuan Terrace will be blown down piece by piece.

Three formations, thirty thousand-year-old dreams, intertwined with Wang Hao alone, Wang Hao roared, and his momentum was brave.

Anang is like a horse of a thousand miles, and it is like a water in the water.

Stepping on the shore sand, stepping on the moon, I look at these thousands of rivers and mountains, all in a moment and a half.

Go west to the broken bridge, sparse autumn water mushrooms, deserted clear moon reed flowers.

Step on the sand bank, the sedge is frosty and slippery, and the jade yarn of the wet Hunan skirt is swept to the moss and cold Lingbo socks.

Look at the painting on the river at night, playing curling up and down the sky, like a piece of jasper flawless.

Half a paper of fame, thousands of mountains of wind and snow.

For a time, this extremely bizarre scene was in full view for everyone present, and it became the hottest story and ** in Kyushu.