"Here's the thing. It's a big deal. ”

Because of the dark clouds condensed by Xie Miao's Five Thunder Method, after the towering giant Buddha appeared in shape. Instead, it became more condensed and thicker, and the clouds combined with the huge Buddha statue exuded bursts of powerful coercion, and a powerful momentum pressed on Fan Ren's body like this.

Looking at the towering Buddha in front of him. Xie Miao felt a little weak in her heart, after all, the body of Fan Ren she was using now was a very ordinary Yin God body, and just borrowing Fan Ren's body to forcibly cast the Five Thunder Method had already made Xie Miao's Yuan Shen a little difficult. I couldn't stop panting

The hundred-zhang giant Buddha in front of him is not an ordinary evil thing at first glance, relying on his current self. It seems that you can't wrestle with this monster.

Not to mention myself now. In Fan Ren's body, if this is a mistake, he and Fan Ren will both be wiped out.

……

"This official, how does it feel?"

On the shoulders of the towering Buddha. There was a joking voice, Xie Miao hurriedly looked at it, but because the distance was too far, Xie Miao only heard his voice and couldn't see him. Suddenly a little angry.

Suddenly, Xie Miao felt a sour look in her eyes, and the scene in front of her began to enlarge and become clear.

I saw the big Buddha on the right shoulder. The Taoist who stood just now. At this moment, he was looking intently in the direction of Xie Miao. From time to time, there were bursts of ugly laughter.

Although the man stood in the air a hundred feet above. But the ugly laughter of that person still clearly reached Xie Miao's ears.

……

The man was condescending and looked at Xie Miao, who was the size of an ant. With a smug look on his face, at this height, the Dao man finally realized the pleasure of the ants under his feet that he had dreamed of.

"That nasty stinky monk is finally dead, like this. This evil Buddha will always be. My treasure is gone. ”

The man thought that his painstaking calculations had finally come to fruition. I can't help but feel a sense of relief.

Hundreds of years ago, because of violating the rules of the sect. He and the monk fled from their realm to the underworld. Then some materials unique to the site were cast into this Buddhist evil thing. And then day after day. Years. Like a mouse in the gutter, it gathers the essence of living beings little by little to warm up this big Buddha.

Over the centuries, the two of them have extracted the essence of many living beings. Even, many monks who strayed into this place were arrested by the two and sacrificed this big Buddha with blood.

The essence contained in this big Buddha has gradually increased, and it is about to become a spiritual treasure.

The great monk himself is a member of the Buddhist sect, and his control over this evil treasure of Buddhism will naturally be relatively high, which is obviously not good news for the Taoist priest.

Therefore, he specially calculated a hexagram, knowing that he and the monk were riddled with great murder and robbery today, so he pushed the boat down the river and led the two ghosts to here, taking the opportunity to become a monk. Then he used the monk's life to block this murder for himself.

Now the monk is dead. Blocked this robbery for him. Flesh and blood have also sacrificed to this big Buddha. As long as these two more ghosts who get in the way are killed, the power of the Great Buddha will definitely be able to reach a higher level, and killing back to the yang world is just a matter of thought.

……

Just when the Taoist priest was thinking about his bright future, two huge fingers reached out to the top of the Taoist priest's head and clamped the Taoist priest......

The smug smile on the face of the Taoist priest with his cloak instantly froze, and then turned into horror.

The Taoist priest was actually caught by the treasure he had painstakingly cast, the towering Buddha, with two fingers like a worm, and it hung in the air.

"No!"

Maybe it's because you know what you're going to face next. The Taoist priest began to struggle incessantly.

But no matter how much he struggled, the Taoist priest could not change his fate.

I saw the big Buddha flip his palm and clench it gently. The Taoist who was complacent a few minutes ago turned into a mess of meat puree.

Since then, from his appearance to the present, Fan Ren and Xie Miao have brought a lot of trouble. They died under their own works in such an unknown way.

……

After solving the problem of one monk and two people, the towering Buddha lowered his head and glanced at Xie Miao, who was like an ant, and actually opened his mouth, and made a sound like a flood bell and a big Lu from his mouth.

"I am, evil Buddha!"

The sound was endless, and through Fan Ren's ears, it passed into Xie Miao's primordial spirit, and Xie Miao's primordial spirit was like being beaten fiercely by a group of blacksmiths with a big hammer, and finally overwhelmed and lost consciousness.

After Xie Miao's primordial spirit lost consciousness, because he had no control of his divine soul, Fan Ren's body stood there like a puppet.

The huge Buddha statue looked at Fan Ren, who was standing dumbfounded, and his huge palm slapped it fiercely with the momentum of wind and thunder. Seeing that Fan Ren was about to be slapped into a pulp.

"Well! This! Moo! ”

A bolt of Buddha light shot out from a distance and hit the huge palm.

The movement of the huge palm froze. The huge head turned in the direction where the Buddha's light was coming from.

I saw that in mid-air, a mad monk wearing a tattered robe full of patches floated steadily in an independent posture of a golden rooster.

It was the Daoji monk who came from the Vicious Dog Village.

I saw that the Daoji monk was holding a tattered pu fan in his hand, constantly fanning the wind, his face was red and full of wine, a pair of monk shoes was lost for some reason, and the remaining one was also damaged, revealing half of his big toe.

"Amitabha. Belch. ”

Monk Daoji burped contentedly, maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, looked at the big Buddha in front of him, and rubbed his right calf with his bare left foot unscrupulously, looking sloppy.

The big Buddha glanced at Daoji, and pressed down hard with his palm, but found that his palm couldn't move in.

I saw the palm of the big Buddha. Fan Ren was long gone, replaced by a monk wearing a moon-white robe.

But the monk was not the Mulian monk who walked with Daoji, but a young monk who was much more handsome than the Mulian monk.

Above the monk's head, a transparent golden curtain of light blocked the huge palm, firmly blocking the palm from the light curtain.

"If you become a demon with a thought, how can you become an evil Buddha."

The monk clasped his hands together, and his body emitted ten thousand dazzling golden lights.

"Amitabha."

Under the ten thousand golden lights, the huge Buddha statue shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon reached its normal size.

Standing in mid-air, Dao Ji, who maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, gently waved the pu fan in his hand. The Buddha statue, which had been standing, lay down again.

The young monk's right hand was clawed. Gently made a grasping motion towards the reclining Buddha statue.

A thick cloud of black gas, from the swastika on the chest of the reclining Buddha statue. Flew out......