"The Three Realms of Pudu?" Ming Xiaoyang smacked his lips and said, "What a big hat, if the Buddha has to think that everything he does is the Three Realms of Pudu." Then Ming Xiaoyang wants to give it a try and see if the Buddha can save me? ”

Boom!

In the end, a seven-foot-long Fang Tian painting halberd stabbed out and aimed at the Buddha, "If you have the ability, let the horse come!" ”

"Ben Zhenjun wants to give it a try, Taiyi Golden Immortal, at least the former Taiyi Golden Immortal, how many means do you have!"

Taiyi Golden Immortal?

Hearing this term, Agarwood, Sun Wukong and others all showed blank expressions, not understanding the meaning of Ming Xiaoyang's words.

Is that so? A glimmer of light appeared in Yang Jian's eyes, affirming a long-standing guess.

"Amitabha." If the Buddha clasped his palms together, "My Buddha is merciful, and there is no one who cannot be saved." I have heard for a long time that Zhenjun has the destiny to destroy the world, and the old monk still thinks that this is just a false rumor, and now Zhenjun is gradually entering the devil's path and hindering the salvation of the world. ”

"Even if the old monk is an outsider, he can only use the means of demon subjugation, take down the true monarch, and resolve the future calamity."

"Then it depends on whether the Buddha has this ability." In the face of the high-sounding words of the Buddha, Ming Xiaoyang didn't care, raised a hand and made a cheering gesture in front of him, "Work hard, Ben Zhenjun supports you!" ”

Ming Xiaoyang's expression was frivolous and playful, as if he didn't care about anything, but he didn't hesitate to make a move.

A Fang Tian painting halberd slashed out horizontally, smashing the void, causing a huge crack to appear in the void, like the entrance to the legendary demon world, devouring everything, and biting towards the Buddha.

"Good, good!" Seeing this scene, the Buddha looked compassionate, and the rosary in his right hand was thrown out.

Zizizizi!

If it is explained that Xiaoyang's attack is a blow from the demon god who is overwhelming and tearing the heavens and the earth, then the defense of this Buddha is the mainstay of the immovable mountain.

The Buddha beads trembled, and the rays of light flowed, condensing in front of him, turning into a huge swastika symbol.

Bang!

At the same time, the former judicial god of the Heavenly Court and the lord of Buddhism, Shakyamuni Nyorai, started a terrifying battle.

The wind and clouds are changing, and the sun and moon are not shining.

The boundless brilliant clouds undulated, and the thick dark clouds condensed.

Poof!

Guanyin Bodhisattva and the five hundred Arhats, who were standing a little closer, only suffered a trace of leakage, and they all vomited blood and were injured.

"Hurry back." Guanyin Bodhisattva glanced at the battlefield unwillingly, and ordered the five hundred arhats behind him.

Sou! Sou! Sou! ……

Streams of golden light pierced the void and fled into the distance.

Yang Jian, Sun Wukong and others are not fools, they don't want to be cannon fodder in this battle, and they leave one after another.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, no one dared to stay.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Jian took the Meishan brothers and others to distance themselves from Li Jing and others, and did not stay in one place.

has turned his face, friend or foe!

"Damn." Nezha looked at the direction of Yang Jian and the others with resentment, and scolded unwillingly.

The three hundred years of the Judicial God have made Nezha no longer have a good impression of his eldest brother Yang Jian, and everything that the Three Holy Mother's family has endured in recent years has made him hate Yang Jian even more.

Even if he has no real grudge with Yang Jian, it is difficult to reduce such an attitude!

Shouting and scolding, Nezha was about to call Sun Wukong and others to take down Yang Jian and Meishan brothers together.

Unexpectedly, someone grabbed him.

"Father!" Nezha turned his head and looked at the majestic middle-aged man beside him puzzled.

Li Jing said in a deep voice: "Nezha, what do you want to do?" ”

Nezha said indignantly: "Father, you also saw that Yang Jian prevented us from rescuing the Hundred Flowers Fairy, and now that we are alone, it is a good opportunity." ”

"Let's go up together, take Yang Jian, and take it to Heaven to hand it over to the Jade Emperor!"

"Ugh." Tai Bai Xing walked over and vetoed, "Isn't it to confess the Queen Mother by taking him to the sky?" ”

"When the time comes, will the Jade Emperor be towards you, or towards the Queen Mother?"

"This?" Agarwood and the others were stunned.

Don't even think about it, Erlang God really offered the queen mother, and the Jade Emperor will definitely protect the queen mother.

At that time, it will be self-defeating.

"We're still waiting to see what happens." Li Jing held the Linglong Pagoda and suggested to the people around him, "Ming Xiaoyang, this guy makes a move, only the Buddha can deal with him." ”

"You might as well let Yang Jian go for the time being, if the Buddha suppresses Ming Xiaoyang, return to heaven to report. Preventing Heavenly Court from rescuing the Hundred Flowers Fairy and provoking a conflict with Buddhism, these two sins were enough for the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother to cut off Yang Jian's divine status and make him a demon! ”

"Hehehe, Li Tianwang, you still have a lot of bad water in your stomach." Before Li Jing's words fell, Sun Wukong laughed and said.

can see Sun Wukong's expression, and he clearly agrees with Li Jing's point of view.

Just imagine, the arrogant Erlang God has become the most shameless demon, and what could make him happier than this.

Agarwood, cloves and others all disagree with the jaw head.

As for what if the Buddha is defeated?

These people don't think about this at all, or maybe this possibility doesn't exist in their minds.

The Buddha's magic power is shocking, no one is invincible, how can it be that even a Ming Xiaoyang can't be subdued.

………………

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The area stretching for thousands of miles has been reduced to the battlefield of Ming Xiaoyang and the Buddha, and the fiery battle spirit collides with the dazzling golden light.

There was a muffled thunderous sound, and the Buddha raised a pair of Buddha hands, and the vast Buddha light shone, palm after palm, and hit Ming Xiaoyang in a chain.

In each palm power, there is an unpredictable power.

"Take refuge in my Buddha!"

"Everyone in the world suffers, only my Buddha is liberated!"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

…………

The Buddha's palm and the halberd clashed, and the golden body of the Buddha actually blocked the extremely sharp divine weapon in Ming Xiaoyang's hand, which weighed tens of thousands of catties - Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Every time he fought, the Buddha's light was dispersed, and all kinds of voices echoed in Ming Xiaoyang's ears, impacting his mind.

The way of escape, the way to save the world!

In this world, the Buddha is the founder of Buddhism, and his understanding of the so-called salvation of Buddhism is extremely profound.

After the war of the gods, the ancient gods were extinguished one after another, leaving only the Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun, the Buddha Shakyamuni Rulai, and the ancestor of the earth immortals, Zhen Yuanzi, stripped off their Taiyi Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, and merged with the karma, maintaining their ability to the extreme of the immortal golden immortal, and it was not the point of Taiyi golden immortal.

In this way, avoid the perception of the Heavenly Dao and avoid the five decays of heaven and man.

Therefore, Ming Xiaoyang and the Buddha fought on a par.

Ming Xiaoyang, who is seven feet tall, can also be called a tall cow and a big horse in the past, no matter where he goes, there will be no lack of attention.

But now, compared with the Buddha who is ten feet tall and has a golden light, it has suddenly become an inconspicuous little point!

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