Losing the protection of the Sitong Master, the pressure of King Ming has increased more than a hundred times, his head is splitting, his body is fluctuating, and the same scene as the Sitong Master has also appeared.

'Am I going to return to my essence?' ' King Ming had a question in his heart at this moment.

She is a human being, mortals are born as mortals, but the bloodline of King Ming has been inherited, and the person who inherits it is the Peacock King Ming, the mother of the Buddha, whose body is a peacock, a congenital holy beast.

The body instinctively resisted, and wanted to raise the fourth hand, but in fact, there was nothing in that hand, and the peacock's tail was obliquely inserted into its bun, which was her means of saving her life, and if she used it, she would definitely be able to resist the human seed bag, after all, it was the peacock's three reverse feathers.

But what to do with the magic wand after the sacrifice is now has always been in the hands of the Buddha, and the first time the Buddha left was entrusted to the Laughing Buddha, who was the true inheritor and had a natural connection with it.

Suppressed and suppressed, King Ming finally did not raise his hand to take out the peacock tail, but resisted with his physical body, but at this moment her pain was beyond imagination.

It is as if the grinding disc of the Great Avenue is crushing, but fortunately, it is burned for ten thousand fires in the Heaven and Earth Divine Bell, and it is like the water of the Yellow Spring, and every part of the muscles, bones, soul, and body is suffering.

The pain was unbearable, and it cost her life.

The shaking of her body is an instinctive pain, but her head is still high, that is the dignity of King Ming, that is her faith.

In fact, she is still observing the thick thing, and she has to see the truth and find its origin, and only in this way can this crisis be resolved.

Because she understands that this kind of magic weapon will definitely not be something that the Laughing Buddha can create, it may be an innate magic weapon, or maybe it is a taboo. If the former still has a glimmer of life, if the latter is the latter, then this spiritual mountain is the place where he is buried.

Forbidden things can not be contaminated, even the Buddha is no exception, the Buddha may only be able to spy on the ancient Buddha, but there is only a green lamp left in the place where the ancient Buddha is located, he is seated or reborn in Nirvana, or he went to other worlds No one knows, and the Buddha has never deduced the result in the world.

The aggravation of the pain made her in a trance, like a flickering light, burning and extinguishing, and her life hung by a thread.

It was this situation that made her give up everything very peaceful. Gradually, the thick thing magnified, and the stop was ten thousand times greater. She entered, and it was an abyssal corridor, with no end in sight and no source, just standing in front of her, twisted as if she could lose her soul.

And she entered it without hesitation, there was no other way, either success or failure, stepping into the moment the world was spinning, everything was in a trance, everything in the past overlapped, intertwined, and lost order.

It took a long time to completely stop, and it was an independent but special world, and there was a black shadow in front of it that towered to the sky and stretched to the edge of the sky.

After approaching, King Ming was shocked, why did he come to the opening of the world again, before the birth of all things.

This sacred mountain is transformed by Pangu's body, and there will be no mistake, but after looking up and down, left and right, I found that some of it was missing. I didn't see it before, maybe it wasn't in the first place, maybe it was because the mountain was too big and I ignored it.

Then King Ming stared at that place, with a peculiar and indescribable appearance, and it was extremely uncivilized to say because it was a unique male organ.

"King Ming, if you are obsessed again, I will really do it!"

The anger in his ears pulled King Ming back, and all the surrounding scenes disappeared and returned to reality.

The thick liquid, which was already a foot above his head, stopped flowing at this moment, and the voice of the laughing Buddha came from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and he had to make his own choice.

King Ming grinned, understanding the origin of this person's seed bag, and also knew how to deal with it.

Because of the strong masculine atmosphere, because of the strength of the supreme strength, because the sacred mountain that is seen is mutilated, because the viviparous creatures that are sucked into the Dharma bag will all turn back into the form of children.

King Ming opened his mouth, not to answer but to do something else.

"Boom ......"

With a shock, the thickness of the reflow actually went upward, completely out of the control of the laughing Buddha, the pressure receded, and King Ming returned to calm.

What the hell is this?!

The laughing Buddha was shocked, why is his baby not under his control, and the other party just roars, is there any special means?

Immediately, he denied it, except for forbidden things, there is nothing more special than this magic bag, and for King Ming, she almost knows the roots, she is not a forbidden creature and has never had a forbidden magic weapon.

So it all stems from this roar.

Rumble?

No, it should be the sixth word mantra, and King Ming found the sixth word?

This should be possible, but the gathering of the six characters is the most powerful, she has never read the first five words, why is it so powerful, even her own supernatural powers are blocked!

There's definitely something in it that you don't know.

Then he manipulated the human seed bag to release his divine power, and he couldn't descend and couldn't get close, so he forced it by quantity. Countless thick liquids overflowed from the mouth of the bag, and they fell in an instant, and they were in line with the previous liquid, and they really couldn't get close.

Seeing his own shot, King Ming said again.

Rumble......

That's right, it's not a boom, but boom! The Laughing Buddha finally heard what this word was, but the question was also unanswered, why such an ordinary word had such power, ignoring the innate essence.

The Laughing Buddha walked out of the Mahavira Hall, and his Dharma body stood on the top of the mountain, and he couldn't get an answer, and he wondered if Mount Meru was blocking his vision and affecting his judgment.

Seeing the appearance of that familiar figure, King Ming knew that his goal had been achieved, he was really anxious, and the strongest magic weapon was blocked at this moment.

In fact, it's more than a laughing Buddha.

Many sect masters, arhats, and venerables on Mount Meru are also confused at the moment.

Someone tried to copy and evolve the word in the mouth of King Ming with a secret method, and it was exactly the same in terms of tone and speed of speech, but there was no charm in it, as if it was as funny as Dong Shi's imitation.

Some people even opened their spiritual eyes, hoping to find out the source of this method through the void and reality, but unfortunately they didn't see anything.

After a while, everyone stopped moving, sighed, and knew that King Ming had a magical power, and only she could do it, and she could not copy or evolve, or inquire about the source of the exercises.

King Ming's heart is like a mirror, everything is seen in his eyes, and if the holy sound used to disperse many ominous and enchanting holy sounds is so easy to obtain, how can there be secrets in the world.

And at this moment, she wanted to thank Wu Wei, it was his unintentional act that allowed her to get this secret technique.

After the strengthened, the human seed bag still couldn't do anything, and it completely stopped floating after King Ming roared again.

After watching again and again to no avail, the laughing Buddha had to sacrifice a third magic weapon, a speechless mace.

This thing is also extraordinary, rubbing and hurting and touching is dead, it is really a killing weapon, so even the laughing Buddha is rarely used.

The reason why it is well-known is also because its descendants carried golden cymbals and maces out of the mountain, setting off stormy waves in the world, and finally it was the Laughing Buddha who came out to stop the dispute.

The mace is sacrificed

On the top of the Spirit Mountain, there is a force in many places, extremely domineering, like a fierce beast standing in the sky.

The sharp thorns are comparable to the tip of a spear, and the flashes constantly indicate its sharpness. If you look at it roughly, there are no less than 100 sharp thorns on the top, and as long as you touch it slightly, you can enter the body. There are also veins on the handle, but you can't really see what it is in the mist, and it is also a blessed totem or some kind of rune inscribed.

Before it really arrived, it felt the pressure, like a fierce beast like a mountain, roaring, its sound waves shook the heavens and the earth, and all the creatures bowed their heads when they smelled it, and they didn't dare to deal with it head-on.

This thing is not simple, King Ming saw through the reality of the mace at a glance, only as the red gold and black iron as the material, the real fire of no karma melted, and then depicted the totem of the gods, among which there may be some souls of spirit beasts.

The mace fell, and the power of billions of dollars struck, and it was really a killing weapon, and King Ming only felt that he was fighting against the beast, and it was closed everywhere, and he could only deal with it head-on.

Sitting down, the golden lotus flew out, it was also extraordinary, and at this moment, the petals fluttered, like the wind falling through the leaves.

......

The mace is extraordinary, but the golden lotus under the Bodhisattva seat is also a natural thing, and the two have been anxious for a long time to distinguish the winner and loser.

Later, the Laughing Buddha fell from the treasure hall and came to the King of Ming.

"Long time no see!"

Just like the conversation between old friends, the Laughing Buddha is still the same, and the Tao is completely different from King Ming, so the breath of the two is completely different. King Ming is extraordinary, like an orchid in the hollow valley, and it blooms proudly in the ordinary, introverted and outwardly all in one thought.

Laughing Buddha, the figure is not tall, with a round head and big ears, and a Buddha face, which does not make people feel disgusted at all, because his smile teaches people to drink honey like a spring breeze, and his smile comes from the bottom of his heart.

But he is a future Buddha, and at this time he has not yet attained enlightenment, and his exercises are not yet perfect, which is as illusory as it is difficult for people to see clearly.

"Maitreya is still the same, and this seat is naturally the same. ”

used to fight to the death, but now they are talking to each other, which is really incomprehensible.

But it is clear that the laughing Buddha at this moment is the Buddha-figure, and it was only the Dharma body before.

"Do you have to do this?" said the Laughing Buddha.

King Ming didn't answer, but nodded.

"Alright, let's see how the wand is chosen. ”

As the words fell, a staff appeared in front of the Laughing Buddha, almost as tall as him.

The cane is in the shape of a tower, conforming to the avenue, and the nine rings are interlocking, representing the nine kinds of Buddha's meaning, echoing each other as one.

There is only one Buddha statue on the staff, solemn and treasured, there is no Bodhisattva, Arhat, Venerable, implying that heaven and earth respect him, which is the Buddha's main staff.

In Buddhism, it is unique and supreme, seeing the staff is like seeing the Buddha, and ordinary people have to salute, just like laughing at the Buddha's previous merch, bending over.

But the king of Ming is different because he is the mother of the Buddha, and he can not bow when he sees the Buddha, so how can he bow to his magic weapon.

The Laughing Buddha is held in his hand, as if he has become one, because he is the future Buddha, and he is only short of preaching.

As soon as this thing appeared, all the remaining power of faith on Mount Meru flew in, and it was integrated into the staff to protect the Dharma for it to drive.

The real pressure hit, and King Ming's fourth arm was also raised, and the three peacock hairpins on the bun changed, turning into three peacock tails and being held by him.

Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are all manifested, opposing each other, and they have to make the final judgment.