In the heart of West Lake.

The first emperor of the Pu family.

Huang Puba, who was dressed as a scholar, and Huang Puxi, the leader of the head army in black, sat in the lobby with a sad face.

"It's been half a month, and the tyrant and his little sister are in the blessed land of Lang Huan...

To tell the truth, originally my little sister wanted to recruit the best person in the world in two years, but I had a plan to let that young man join my Huangpu family.

You and I both know that the little sister is extremely important.

And now, she is committed to serving the tyrant, and the tyrant has taken my blessed land for himself, obviously to further her skills, how is this good. ”

I can't beat it, I can't drive it away, and Huang Pu Ba is really helpless.

Even the black-clothed, fierce-looking Huang Puxi didn't know what to say, he could carry his head to fight with people, but with that halberd south, almost slaughtered the entire Jiangnan Province and the tyrant who gathered from all directions, it was really useless.

At that moment, there was a sudden noise of servants outside the door.

The gloomy sky, suddenly a golden luster, these two looked at each other, and then they also took the case, each holding a loose scatter, hook and sickle ran towards the door, as soon as the door was discharged, the smell of blood came to the nose, but at the end of the sight of the Xizi Lake, I saw an ascetic trampling on the tender reeds, hands folded, coming from south to north.

There was a faint golden light all around him, as if accompanied by the light sound of Sanskrit, but the Buddha himself came, so that the Buddha's light dyed a golden path, a sacred path.

Buddha light came south.

A monk crosses the lake with a reed.

O master!

Huang Pu Bao and Huang Pu Xi glanced at each other, and they had a plan in their hearts.

It is also to put your palms together and make a welcoming gesture.

The ascetic monk was still hundreds of meters away, but the straw sandals were a light reed on the water, and the whole person jumped away, in mid-air, like the real Zenna.

It was so close that he didn't need to ask for directions.

This is the advent of the only remaining Jade Buddha statue of Zena in the Green Pothos Zen Temple.

If there are pious people in the future, they may not be merciful, give mercy, be born again, and have another general battle with the demon country.

But the people of this land did not know what to do, and attacked overnight, burning sixty-three statues of the Jade Buddha of Channa, leaving only one, which is simply an insult and a real blasphemy.

In this way, don't say that it is Fengyue Channa, even the rest of the Buddhas are also angry.

Wrath from heaven.

It is a monk who gives the Buddha light to walk in the world and travel in all directions, and even if he descends his true body when necessary, he will destroy the culprit.

The lock ring on the Zen staff sounded, and the ascetic closed his eyes and followed the long wind.

And on the ground, Huang Pu Bao and Huang Pu Xi glanced at each other, but they both showed a look of hope, this kind of strength is not the category of rivers and lakes at all, it is the real Zen Na descended into the world, right?

So to subdue the demons?

The eyes of the two showed a glint of expectation.

When he turned around again, he saw that the ascetic had flown with the wind to the sky above the blessed land of Lang Huan, and the golden light became more and more intense, like a scorching tomorrow, and a divine momentum that mortals could not look at directly suddenly emanated.

A Buddha's light hand manifests itself in the sky.

Zena's anger turned into a golden light that burned the sky.

The hand was getting bigger and thicker, and there were even stripes of paper that seemed to be like Buddhist scriptures wrapped around it, as if it were chains like snakes swimming rapidly, hovering over the golden Buddha's hand.

The people of the First Emperor Pu family only felt the coercion of heaven and earth, and suddenly fell, that was the anger of the Buddha, there was compassion, and there were angry eyes, and now they walked through the vast land and came here, which is to surrender the disrespectful demon!

Mortals couldn't help but prostrate themselves on the ground, looking at each other in horror.

"It's... Is there really a Buddha in this world?"

"There are demons, there are naturally Buddhas, and now Zena has come to save the common people. ”

"We are saved, and this will return to normal. ”

"Zena, save the people of this world, save this stormy rivers and lakes. ”

"Kill him, kill the tyrant!"

Whether it is the Huangpu family in the center of the West Lake, or the entire Jiangnan Road across the lake, you can clearly see a huge Buddha's hand in the sky, as if it was suppressed.

Countless prayers, countless blessings, countless beliefs, all seem to have turned into motivation, and the light of the Buddha's hand has become even brighter.

Even the ascetic, or the Zena who gave this Ye monk, never thought that there was such a situation, this is the blessing of faith, and this blessing gains power, and the way of heaven will not be regarded as transgressing.

Stupidity.

It's just that he came to avenge the destruction of the statue, but he thought he was here to save them.

If Zena has demonic thoughts, I'm afraid that he will think like this.

Boom Boom!

Under the pressure of the Buddha's palm like a mountain, mud and rocks splashed, trees were upside down, and the water began to be shocked by strong pressure.

At this moment, both the Huangpu family and the entire Jiangnan Province outside Xizi Lake suddenly felt a resolute perseverance and great wish.

There seemed to be a faint man's deep voice.

"I am willing to mention a halberd, slaughter the gods and Buddhas of the heavens like pigs and dogs, do not seek immortality, do not ask about hegemony, but can divide the Egret Divine Prefecture into two!"

As soon as the voice fell, a black shadow rose into the sky, but compared to the Buddha's hand, it was really as small as an ant.

But this mere ant threw out a terrible black crescent moon from the Heavenly Painting Halberd in an instant, flying towards the Buddha's hand!

Short-handed,-for-tat.

Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in everyone's hearts, as if they had a faint hope that the tyrant would win, because he seemed to be fighting back with human strength.

Of course, more of them sneered and sneered, and they couldn't help themselves.

When the true Buddha came, he did not kneel and beg for mercy, but he resisted unruly, which was really hopeless.

The pitch-black crescent moon is on the Buddha's hand.

With a bang, the crescent moon shattered without any suspense!

The Buddha's hand was only a little dimmed.

Rumble!

As soon as the golden light Siyi's Buddha's hand slapped to the end, the monk looked compassionate, and his eyes were opposite to the Shenwu King who stood up to meet the battle.

It was a pair of quiet, ambitious eyes, which was a little different from the imaginary demon.

It's a pity to go the wrong way.

Something wrong too.

If you do something wrong, you will be punished.

How much more is it blasphemy of Dhyana?

"Go to life, after a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, my Buddha will be merciful after all, I am afraid that you can be reborn as a human being, and then you will be more stable. Monk Yiye shook his head, and the Buddha palm in his right hand was no longer shackled, and there was no delay.

With the ridiculous man who walked against the sky, he was pressed into the dust.

The entire Lang Huan blessed land was crushed by this huge force, and the books and exercises flying in the sky were all burning in the golden light, like a butterfly.

The ground is sunken, and the lake overflows.

It's just that the monk didn't stretch his brows.

Because he could feel that the Buddha's palm was not able to shoot the bottom.

He looked down.

But he saw the prince of the mortal kingdom with his hair scattered, holding the sky with his right palm, opposite the Buddha's hand.

If you are alone, you will carry this heaven and earth crack!

PS: I recommend my friend Lechuan's new book "Sister Has a Demon Spirit", the style of writing is supernatural, romantic, and funny; he is testing the water this afternoon, hoping to achieve good results.