Chapter 125: The Majesty of a Stick
"I really think I've seen this shape there."
Fan Ren stretched out his hand to hold the iron rod in front of him, and suddenly had a realization.
"! Ruyi golden hoop stick?! ”
Fan Ren clenched the black stick in his hand tightly, with a look of disbelief.
Golden hoops on both sides, black iron in the middle.
It is indeed the shape of the Ruyi golden hoop stick.
"Obsessed!"
Before Fan Ren could react to why he was holding the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in his hand, he heard the majestic voice of the towering giant Buddha.
A huge palm, holding the power of heaven and earth, slapped fiercely towards Fan Ren.
Behind the huge palm, the bald head in the sky recited obscure scriptures in unison.
With the blessing of that scripture. The power of that huge palm was a little stronger.
Seeing that Fan Ren was going to be slapped into an innocent meatloaf.
"No matter how much! Ada! ”
A meaningless tone particle came out of Fan Ren's mouth, and he reached out and swung the big iron rod that seemed to be a Ruyi golden hoop stick.
The iron rod that was suspected to be a Ruyi golden hoop rod suddenly shone brightly, and then turned into a transparent golden rod-like phantom.
The phantom rose in the wind, piercing the sky in an instant.
Then, fall hard.
In an instant, none of the Buddhas in the sky were spared, and all of them disappeared.
And that huge towering golden Buddha could not escape the fate of destruction under that stick.
I saw that a huge Buddha head suddenly appeared an obvious crack.
Then, the Buddha's pure gold eyes, ears, nose, and its golden mouth kept bleeding black blood.
Then, in the cracks of the huge golden Buddha, the phantoms of evil ghosts kept coming out of it. Flying and wailing in the sky.
The sky, which had been golden due to the appearance of many Buddhas, had become black as ink due to the influence of the evil spirits that had flown out of the Buddha's body, exuding an endless terrifying aura.
"My good ...... It turned out to be gold and jade, and it was ruined on the outside......"
Fan Ren looked at the more and more groups of ghosts and couldn't help but sigh.
At this point, Fan Ren had already seen that he supported the so-called [Buddha] who trapped his illusion.
In fact, it is a monster that stuffs a large group of powerful ghosts into his body, and constantly extracts and squeezes their power, so as to build a powerful Buddha fantasy realm.
Compared with the true Buddha of the Western Heavens, the gap is not half a star.
After all, the genuine Da Lei Yin Temple has really sheltered some of their believers.
However, Fan Ren looked at more and more powerful ghosts, frowning and thinking about something.
You must know that he Fan Ren himself is a soul crippled existence, after withdrawing Ananda and destroying sins, he is only one and a half souls left, and he is originally extremely bad at dealing with things like illusions.
And now, he still sees so many evil ghosts in the illusion.
Even if he went to the four continents to learn some skills, in the face of such a situation, he felt a little at a loss.
"Really...... What are you afraid of? ”
Fan Ren was meditating on a solution when a voice suddenly came from his body.
"What people!"
Fan Ren was frightened by the sound in his body, and couldn't help but shout.
"Me! Me! ”
From Fan Ren's body, a large piece of golden powder suddenly appeared, and then gathered together one meter in front of Fan Ren's body, turning into a half-sized son that Fan Ren was second familiar with.
"! Aren't you in ashes! Why is it still there! ”
Fan Ren looked at the boy in front of him with a shocked expression. A look of disbelief.
This thing has been [dead] several times, and it stands to reason that it should have been cold and transparent.
Why didn't one pay attention, he popped up again.
"I don't know why I'm still there. But that's not the point right now. ”
The little classmate of the Fa Ring, who was already a child, shook his head, walked in front of Fan Ren's body, and sucked violently at the ghosts in the sky with teeth and claws.
The hordes of unjust ghosts began to be sucked into the stomach by such a half-sized man.
Immediately after, the Dharma Ring child's stomach bulged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a huge sphere.
After a while, it quickly deflated.
After going back and forth like this many times, the ghost in the sky was [eaten] by such a half-sized boy who didn't know what kind of monster he had become.
"That's it! Belch! ”
Maybe it was because he was full, and after burping, he broke open again and turned into a ball of gold dust, and returned to Fan Ren's body.
In the Mingzhou Hotel, a shriveled and short thin monk who looked like he was about to die sat quietly on the bed in the room.
Next to him. A young man in a suit and leather shoes waited anxiously for something.
"Poof!"
Suddenly, the monk sitting cross-legged on the bed turned black and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The whole body became more shriveled and wilted in an instant
"Ancestor...... What's wrong with you, ancestor! ”
The young man in a suit and leather shoes, speaking with an accent from the Kansai region of the Oriental country, held on to the wilting old monk with an anxious expression.
"Ten Thousand Ghosts and Buddha Country...... Broken...... And the 44,444 ghosts raised by the poor monks. All looted! I hate it! ”
The shriveled old man, with a pained look, clenched his shriveled fists and roared indignantly. Immediately afterward, the old man bled from seven holes and fainted.
"Ancestor...... This...... What's going on. ”
The young man looked at the old man who had fainted in disbelief.
As the first representative of the Oda family's visit to China, the second son of the Oda family. This young man was very aware of the strength of the thin old man in front of him.
Although this old man was a monk in Honnoji Temple very early, as a grandparent of the previous head of the Oda family, he also had a very close connection with the Oda family. It is also the existence of the top five in strength among the cultivators who can shoot in the Oda family at present.
Such a existence. was beaten in the air until seven holes were bleeding, and even the Ten Thousand Ghosts and Buddhas who had practiced all his life were ransacked.
What kind of person is there to have such great ability?
Oda Nakaaki hastily handed over the unconscious Isshin Monk to the personnel who were secretly guarding him. Sitting in the room, I fell into a deep thought.
"Although it is said that the Oda family followed the guidance of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King to come here to retrieve the power left in the human world...... But how does it feel...... What's not right?! ”