Seeing that this method worked, they jointly aimed the magic weapon in their hands at the dark clouds in the sky and cast a spell, and soon the dark clouds were shattered into countless holes, and the black lightning gradually subsided - but among them, there were four lightning bolts that continued to shoot down in the crowd!

The place where the lightning struck was not an illegal gate, but in the center of the tantric monks!

Seeing that the dark cloud gradually dissipated, but suddenly there was a roar of anger from the monks!

There was only one roar, but in fact, it was four people roaring at the same time, and the sound came together as if they were roaring at the same time, and with the roar, the bodies of the four great masters gradually became huge.

"Not good!" Several people in the Dharma Gate shouted at the same time: "This is the technique of King Ming's manifestation of the world!" Immediately, countless people turned the magic weapon around and made a move towards the four great masters—but for some reason, a black transparent shroud appeared around the master's body, enveloping them and protecting them!

The power of the treasure hit it, and it was all bounced away, and it couldn't hurt it at all.

The roar became louder and louder, and a layer of black and slimy shells appeared on the bodies of the four great masters, as if they were wrapped in something--seeing that the situation was not good, Master Gongsun suddenly shouted at many disciples: "This is not the method of King Ming's incarnation, but the art of transforming reality, and the art of King Ming's incarnation has already been completed!" The disciples of the Ding Jia Sect followed me to fight the enemy, and the others retreated back to the mountain! ”

The implication of his words was that this technique was too powerful to resist, so he had to go back to the mountain first and say, "Amitabha! "The four-phase Zen master pronounced the Buddha's name in his mouth, and he also knew that this tantric technique was powerful. When even if you call the people of all the Dharma to retreat...

It is said that it is to retreat, but it is really much more difficult to do, and now people from all sects and sects are competing with the monks and soldiers, even if they have the heart to withdraw, they can't do it immediately, even if there are dozens of disciples of the Ding Jia Sect rushing forward, and even using the gods as a supplement, but there are still many people who can't get out!

Seeing that the black shell of the upper body of the four great masters had burst out, revealing four strange shapes, although the appearance was different, it was all seven or eight feet high. They stood in the middle of the field like windmills.

The White Elephant Guru was transformed into nine faces, thirty-four arms, and sixteen legs. The face is like the face of an ox, and the things it holds are swords, halberds, clubs, ropes, bows, and arrows. Bursts of flame erupted from his mouth as he shouted. The furious hair rushed upwards in the form of flames. There is an inexhaustible tendency of rage;

The Golden Wheel Master did not have many heads and feet, but there were three faces growing on that head, each with five eyes. There are two pairs of two eyes side by side, and then in the center of the forehead is the fifth eye, which is terrifying and hideous, and the eight arms are lined up left and right, and four of them hold the vajra bell and the vajra pestle, which is extremely majestic. The thick eyebrows and hair were even more gathered and stood upwards like flames, converging with the millilight from the eyes in the middle, like thunder and lightning.

The master is surrounded by four arms, looking like a terrible ghost, and it makes people shudder to look at it. The first hand on the right raises his index finger to make a period mark to intimidate the opponent, and the second hand holds a single cobalt pestle; The first hand on the left holds an axe, and the second hand holds a trident - the nails in his hands are long and out, like knives and daggers. The hair is scattered all over, and there is no wind to swing itself, as if there is a majesty of heaven.

The Chechen lama is a fearful figure with eight arms, a third eye characteristic of Lord Shiva in the center of his forehead, a tiger skin skirt, and the little fingers of both hands are hooked together on his chest to form the seal of the third world, signifying the surrender of all obstacles in the past, present, and future. Poisonous snakes are wrapped around his body, and in his hands he holds magic tools such as vajra, treasure wheel, and trident.

As soon as the appearance of the Ming King of the Four Great Masters appeared, the monks and soldiers immediately got out of the way, calling the Ming King Dharma in their mouths, and even sprinkled those talisman water incense powder towards them in their hands, and these four people did not wait for that much, and they had already rushed towards the Dharma disciples in a big way!

No matter what kind of spell the other party used, or what kind of blade was used to slash at the body, the four great Ming kings just stretched out their palms and cut off the person, without mercy or hesitation, without pause under their feet, and behind them was a road paved with blood and corpses!

Then, the monk and soldier rushed over like a tide.

With the help of the gods, although Ding Jiazong was able to slightly hinder the advance of ordinary monks, it was of little use in the face of these four Ming kings - and the four Ming kings obviously did not want to entangle more on these few people, so they only rushed forward to kill, and the one who had a pestle smashed into a meat pie was a pestle, but if the opponent was too far away, they would not pay attention, and they would just treat it as if they didn't see it...

On the one hand, Ding Jiazong had to dodge the blades of the four great Ming kings, and on the other hand, he had to deal with the monks behind them, and he also had to make a move towards the four great Ming kings from afar.

Their obstruction was purely futile, and they couldn't stop the footsteps of the Four Great Ming Kings at all!

Soon, the four great kings passed through the stone forest, slaughtering and chasing everyone all the way to the foot of the Holy Mother Peak - there were only three hanging baskets at the rock winch in the middle of the way, and each basket could only accommodate seven people, so the journey to transport the disciples of the Fa Sect back was extremely slow, and most of the disciples were crowded under the cliff, waiting for the hanging basket to fall back in fear.

Almost all of the Dharma disciples have been in danger, but they have never had such an experience - most of the young Dharma disciples are clung to by a sense of powerlessness, like a mayfly in front of the giant beast that has no power to resist!

The Four Great Ming Kings appeared at the foot of the Holy Mother Peak, stood still in unison, and then roared with their backs to the sky! The roar attracted everyone's attention, and they turned to stare at it completely, and fine and trivial white sweat broke out on their bodies, and they were extremely panicked.

In the roar, a certain king stretched out his hand and waved a palm in front of him, and suddenly he heard a clattering sound on the cliff, and everyone turned around together, only to see that the winch had been shattered by the volley, and the empty basket fell straight down from mid-air.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and scattered in all directions to avoid the fuss. Even the sound of crying and screaming began to be heard inside, and the basket fell to the ground at the same time, stirring up dust all over the ground!

At the same time, more Fa disciples grabbed their weapons and began to prepare to put themselves in front of their fellow disciples, desperately fighting the enemy who came and creating a fight!

The four Ming Kings obviously felt the anger and unwillingness of everyone, opened their big mouths, their eyes were full of fierce light, and they slowly lowered their heads with murderous intent, and glanced at the disciples of the Fa Sect, and their big mouths opened and let out a whirring, whirring gasp - suddenly. The ox-headed king with nine faces, thirty-four arms and sixteen legs has already taken a step forward!

Thirty-four arms were raised in unison. Countless flames burst out of his hand, and although the flames were red, there were turquoise flames rippling outside, as if they had come to the realm of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It's not a thing of this world at all!

The mouth of the ox-faced king made a bark like a pig and a dog. The ugly face gradually wrinkled. The arm is tilted back, and it is about to exert force when it is watched, and it is in this blink of an eye. A sharp whistle suddenly came to mind among the Dharma disciples.

With the whistling sound, I suddenly saw a few figures flying up in the crowd, and countless fire balls shot out of their hands like flying fireflies, all of which stuck to the body of the Ming King, although it seemed to be out of order, but in fact, it was arranged according to the number of rotations, and the whole was on the three ** points of the Dharma Veins around the Ming King, such as the mud pills, Baihui, Yintang, and Eyesight.

Following the crowd left and right, the Maoshan Sect Master dodged out of it, pinched the Kunli method with both hands, and shouted violently: "Break!" ”

With the roar, the many fire talismans burst into flames, and countless sparks exploded on the body of the Ming King-among the sparks, the Ming King's skin was blown open in several pieces, splashing in all directions, like a mud ground blown open by firecrackers.

At the same time, several black smoke had swirled up, whistling through the torn skin!

Hundreds of ghosts are attached, controlling gods and controlling saints, but seeking oneself, not being reborn!

At this critical juncture, Mr. Plum Blossom has joined forces with Zhang Zhangjiao of Namao Mountain to use this town teaching technique, and the trend of a hundred ghosts and ghosts is attached to the skin of King Naming, trying to control his body - after the black smoke rushed in, Mr. Plum Blossom and Zhang Zhangjiao took two steps back together, and his subordinates also hurriedly sent an incense burner with many incense sticks in front of him, and they quickly reached out to hold the incense burner, and there were words in their mouths...

It's a pity that before they even had a moment of time, the Ox-Faced Ming King had already let out a loud breath and shouted angrily!

With the shout, the two incense burners creaked, and they were divided into two halves, and the incense rice grains were immediately sprinkled all over the ground, and half of the incense burners also fell to the ground.

Then I saw that countless black qi on the head of the Ming King was squeezed out, and it disappeared immediately in the air, leaving no trace.

Obviously, these unjust souls can't resist the soul in the Ming King at all, and they are extracted alive into the yin and the wandering scattered spirit, and the soul is scattered and destroyed.

The two of them were extremely surprised, only to see that the ox-faced Ming King had already turned his face, just raised his hand, and suddenly there were countless fireballs flying towards everyone, although the disciples of the Dharma Sect in front of them could see and avoid, but there were still countless disciples who were close to the stone wall did not have time, and were hit by the fireball.

There was no scream, and all these disciples had turned into dry corpses and dry bones, and they fell to the ground and shattered, turning into dust and flying into the air.

One blow has taken the lives of more than 100 people, and the power of the demonic fire can be seen!

Although the Bull-Faced Ming King is capable of this, there are still countless people in the Dharma Gate who are unyielding, and here they will hold the Dharma Gate in their hands and prepare to pounce on it again, and continue to fight with it - suddenly, the Bull-faced Ming King will wave his hand and say in a deep voice:

"Wait, listen to me!"

There was endless deterrence in those words, and it was just a word that made everyone stop!

King Ming looked left and right, and said: "At this time, I will give you one last chance, if you are willing to take refuge in my Tantric Dari Rulai Buddha, you will be my Tantric acolyte, and you can save your life and ascend to the heavenly realm with my disciples; If not, you will all die at my hands, and there will be no chance to be a new person! ”

These words immediately caused an uproar in the Dharma, and there may be people who are afraid of death, but no one will choose this act of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors-countless people spit in unison, disdainful of the proposal of the Ming King!

"Humph!"

The Ox-Faced Ming King had obviously expected this, turned around and glanced behind him, and then raised the thirty-four arms in unison! (To be continued......)