Wei Lao fell into a mountain field, and lay King Yin, who was burned red all over his body, to the ground, and pierced the acupoints on King Yin's body with silver needles to help him dredge his essence.

King Yin couldn't open his eyes, but he opened his chapped lips, and when he spoke, there was still turbidity in his mouth, and he said in a weak voice: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm sorry King Yin, don't worry, the Buddha of the Afternoon has already blocked them." Wei Lao's own acupuncture veins flowed out a large amount of essence, through the acupuncture points on King Yin's body, it was transported into the acupoints in King Yin's body, Wei Lao continued: "It's a last resort to attack you, but it's a pity that your own resistance is too strong, my trick would not have caused you so much damage, you deliberately want to resist, so that the acupoints will deteriorate faster." ”

King Yin moved his head slightly, and said: "Wu Buddha, that guy is still here, he is not dead, I really don't know whether to be happy or a pity." ”

Wei Lao smiled and said: "If he is here, the rules of the organization will be established, I really hope that he can live forever." Having said that, but the old man did not have the intention of turning back to help, his strength was there, but he didn't want to add trouble to the afternoon Buddha, and he didn't want to be transferred to "purification" by the Bodhisattva of the afternoon Buddha.

On the other side, this thirty-zhang high blade of light cut through the land a mile long vertically, but it was fleeting under a holy Buddha light. Fang Tianmu ran a hundred steps around the Afternoon Buddha, maintaining a distance of 100 zhang between the two, this distance should be just right if he used the slaughter dart, but Fang Tianmu knew that this technique would not have any effect, even Mu Ziyun's previous extremely lethal techniques did not work, let alone him.

Under the eyes of the stars, he saw that all the stars on the body of the afternoon Buddha were shrouded in Buddha light, about fifteen or sixteen, and it was easy to see through his movement trend. During the run, Fang Tianmu made a simple plan in his heart.

"Amitabha" Wu Buddha opened his eyes, but did not look carefully at the fast-moving Fang Tianmu, and said calmly: "What is the donor afraid of?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Tianmu rushed towards the Afternoon Buddha, his eyes were the stars of the sea, and suddenly he left a Dao star line behind him, and the aura of the Afternoon Buddha changed instantly, and the Buddha behind him also changed to a Thousand Hands Killing Buddha. Fang Tianmu couldn't see the killing Buddha, but the eyes of the stars could see the star energy that permeated the Buddha's hands. He went back and forth freely in the hands of dozens of Buddhas, which made the afternoon Buddha very surprised.

Killing the Buddha and then sending out a hundred Buddha's hands to attack Fang Tianmu, Fang Tianmu was forced to retreat, but a Buddha's hand appeared under him, Fang Tianmu stepped on the void, and at the same time turned backwards, he drew a crack in the underworld under his body, the Buddha's hand did not enter it, and the crack in the underworld was immediately closed, but it was opened again on the back of the crack, but this time it flew out and it was one of Fang Tianmu's ghost slaves, the tyrant. The tyrant held a ring-shaped double blade hollowed out in the middle, and swirled towards the Afternoon Buddha to kill. He couldn't see the Buddha's hand, and he didn't have faith at all, but he could feel something different from energy and breath, it was like murderous energy, killing intent, but it was different, he felt a kind of malice, or hostility. But the scope of this feeling is very narrow, because anything that makes him uncomfortable is perceived as hostile.

The afternoon Buddha was naturally even more surprised when he saw another enemy who was shuttling freely in the hands of the Buddha. The tyrant threw a ring-shaped blade, it swirled around the afternoon Buddha, and after a few breaths, the blade was held by a tyrant's "shadow", and the tyrant and the shadow struck back and forth, and made a killing move against the afternoon Buddha.

The Afternoon Buddha did not summon the Golden Buddha, but the thousand-handed killing Buddha behind him was punched out of a gap, although it quickly recovered to its original state, but the left shoulder of the Afternoon Buddha was almost cut off, this level of attack has been compared to the power of Mu Ziyun's Divine Killing Arrow.

And after a breath, Fang Tianmu held a black knife in his hand, leading the slaughtering dart that fell from the sky to fly down, and nearly 20,000 light blades fell like a galaxy, and the landing point happened to be concentrated on the afternoon Buddha. Thousands of hands to kill the Buddha three hundred Buddha palms forcibly pushed the tyrant away, both hands together, the golden Buddha behind him suddenly appeared, he sat cross-legged, his mind entered the tranquility again, those light blades hit the Buddha statue, like rain hitting the plantain, only a little sound, but not necessarily any effect. Over time, the Buddha's light drifted outward from the scriptures, and the repentant Bodhisattva tone was entangled towards Fang Tianmu.

Fang Tianmu kicked his legs and retreated, but the scriptures followed very closely, and he went out a hundred feet.

At this time, the mud under the feet of the Buddha suddenly became soft, and a black ball jumped out of it, and after a closer look, it turned out to be a black hole. It turned out that all the foreshadowing that Fang Tianmu had done before was to make the black hole close enough to the body of the Afternoon Buddha, no matter how strong his belief was, after losing all the energy in his body, it might not be able to do anything.

The afternoon Buddha flew into the air, and at the same time, it turned into a thousand hands to kill the Buddha behind him, and a hundred Buddha hands slapped the black hole to the ground. At this moment, a maroon Buddha's hand appeared behind the tyrant's body, and he had been trapped by the Buddha's will, and it was difficult to get out, but the shadow he had just differentiated was suspended not far away. As soon as the tyrant closed his eyes, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the position of the shadow, and all the confinement and evil magic in his body were borne by the shadow. He flew in a whirlwind, from the bottom, flying diagonally to kill the Buddha of the afternoon, and then split some hands to repel the tyrant.

But he was suddenly hit by a big ghost rakshasa in his back, and a crack was torn open by a thousand hands to kill the Buddha, and Fang Tianmu grabbed the black hole with his own hands and rushed from behind it. And the black hole that was suppressed by hundreds of Buddha's hands suddenly degenerated into a star point, it turned out to be a false scene projected by Fang Tianmu from his eyes to the real world, it transformed into the appearance of a black hole, and for a while it was fake and real.

If the black hole can get close to the back of the Buddha of the afternoon, it is enough to kill it instantly. But what Fang Tianmu didn't expect was that on the back of the head of the Buddha who was killing the Buddha before and after, another face suddenly appeared, which was the same as the face in front, this turned out to be a double-faced Buddha, and then, nearly a hundred Buddha hands hit Fang Tianmu's body.

At the same time that Fang Tianmu was knocked away, many brown Buddha's hands appeared behind him, but after a while, he suddenly turned into a shadow, and his body had already come to the tyrant's side.

Fang Tianmu said coldly: "Good technique, teach me." The tyrant didn't reply, the longer he stayed in the yang world, the more he could get back to his former state, Fang Tianmu gradually found that this guy's body was not like other people with endless resentment, the tyrant's resentment was very little, or even no resentment, although his breath was full of blood and murderous intent, but there was no grudge, but the people who entered the underworld were all revenants who had grudges in their hearts and were difficult to enter reincarnation.

"How did you end up in Hades?" Fang Tianmu asked coldly, but still didn't get an answer, he moved his arm and no longer paid attention to the tyrant.

The afternoon Buddha sat up cross-legged again, and a large number of scriptures filled with the Bodhisattva's tune. A black shadow appeared behind Fang Tianmu, and after a while, the position of the black shadow and Fang Tianmu was reversed, and the position of the tyrant and the black shadow was reversed again. After this turn, the tyrant waved his ring twin blades towards the afternoon Buddha, and what was shocking was that the tyrant's eyes turned out to be the eyes of the stars, and they were exactly the same as Fang Tianmu's, almost Fang Tianmu's reflection.

The tyrant was able to sense the position of all the Buddha's hands and predict their paths, and his combat skills were no worse than Fang Tianmu's, and none of the Buddha's hands could hit his body.

"Since that's the case..."Fang Tianmu said coldly: "The big sword secret is really a hundred ghosts at night!" "He opened a crack in the underworld, and dozens of sword ghosts flew out of the crack, and at the same time, he secretly built an energy balance area, and flew towards the Afternoon Buddha with this area.

The tyrant came to the side of the Buddha of the Afternoon sooner than he imagined, where the aggressiveness of the Thousand Hands Killing Buddha was the strongest, and the thousands of hands would not give the opponent any loopholes to exploit, and the Tyrant slashed the right arm of the Buddha with a double blade before being hit, if it were not for the blessing of that layer of Buddha light, the Buddha would probably be cut in half. The tyrant was violently attacked by thousands of Buddha's hands, and as he retreated, he reversed the position of the black shadow and reappeared beside Fang Tianmu.

Many sword ghosts rushed forward to cover up, and Fang Tianmu held the energy balance area and detained both the ghosts and the afternoon Buddha into the area.

The energy in the area is at a very low limit, only on the basis of maintaining the normal functions of the human body, with the flowing energy to pull a pound of things, the ghosts have become extremely slow, but the trend of action has not changed. The state of the Afternoon Buddha with a thousand hands to kill the Buddha, it seems that it needs some energy support, in this area, the Thousand Hands Killing Buddha can no longer exist, the Buddha of the afternoon folds his hands, enters the mind, and the Golden Buddha appears again, but it is not affected by the mystery of the energy balance in the region. The scriptures are interspersed with the bodies of the powerful ghosts, and the "purification" ability of the Bodhisattva tunes directly surpasses the ghosts, and the resentment that has accumulated for thousands of years does not seem to have much effect under the light of the Buddha. Most of the souls who have been overtaken are directly wiped out, and only a few can be lucky enough to re-enter reincarnation and get true salvation.

Fang Tianmu was not touched by the scriptures, but the Bodhisattva tone still entered his heart. His past sins were infinitely magnified, and a large number of monk voices and the sound of knocking on wooden fish lingered in his ears. Fang Tianmu resisted the urge to ask himself, and projected the star world in his eyes in reality, he suddenly disappeared from reality, and a starry thing scattered in the air, and he suddenly appeared from the other side, but the Bodhisattva tune was like a Buddha's light, and it was difficult to be thrown away.

Fang Tianmu's body suddenly teleported to another place, and it turned out that it was the tyrant who replaced all the magic and evil thoughts he had suffered with a black shadow. Fang Tianmu used the energy balance and energy plane to migrate the mist of stars, this may be the beginning of his exploration of the creation technique, in the gray mist that shimmers with the sea of stars, there may be a world similar to the "Thousands of Troops and Horses Array" technique, and there will probably be unique rules to balance the enemies who enter the sea of stars.

The golden Buddha statue behind the Buddha became fifty zhang tall, but the color became much blurred.