It turns out that his ultimate goal is to turn the entire kingdom of the human race into a Buddha kingdom again! When Ye Ping heard this, he was even more angry in his heart. If what the third king said is correct, and the Buddhas were all once human races, then everything is logical. As long as you accept their enlightenment and take refuge in Buddhism, then the current human race may really become a Buddha country.

By that time, without the creatures of the caves, the current human race would have long since ceased to exist. Thinking of this, Ye Ping was even more resentful. Knowing that this Third Descending Ming King is even more disgusting than the White Lotus Heavenly God to some extent. If everything really goes his way, then what's the point of such an era? King Tianlan's entrustment will eventually be wrongly paid.

King Ming of the Third Dynasty didn't pay attention to Ye Ping's so-called negotiations, he was now determined to completely extract his soul. I simply closed my ears and dealt with it wholeheartedly. His strength was also constantly expanding, and the energy accumulated over countless years was blessed on Ye Ping's body in one go, trying to completely turn it into a bag.

Suddenly, a strange voice came out of his mouth, "Tiller! ”

When the words fell, Ye Ping's entire sea of knowledge trembled fiercely. The soul of the godhead he had condensed became more and more stormy. He felt his consciousness moving away from his head, and no thought could work. The voice was like a hammer that struck at his own sea of consciousness, trying to shatter all his consciousness.

King Ming of the Third Dynasty felt Ye Ping's inadequacy, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes, knowing that this method had worked. It's just that after spitting out that voice, he was already a projection phantom composed of wisps of divine thoughts, and he became even weaker. However, with the blessing of the incense in the temple, the phantom slowly condensed again, and it took a full day.

The next day, he spat out another voice, "Ashino! Seeing that Ye Ping was becoming more and more insistent, there was only a sneer on his face. It's just that what makes him feel a little distressed is that the power of incense that has accumulated countless years of hard work has been almost consumed by him. If you want to continue to use it, I'm afraid you have to concentrate all the remaining incense power.

But now that the time has come to the last moment, if he doesn't continue to exert his strength, then everything will eventually fall short, and he can't afford to lose all his previous efforts. Thinking of this, he no longer had any reservations, and gathered the incense in the temple on this wisp of his divine thoughts, and made every effort to prepare for the next final moment.

Ye Ping's consciousness had already drifted away for the most part, but fortunately, thanks to the existence of the suppression talisman, he was able to save his last thoughts. After this incident, he also deeply felt the horror of the third Ming King. His methods are too ferocious, just these terrifying sound laws, so that he is powerless to support at all, it seems that the Buddha can gain a foothold, and he also has confidence.

He could even imagine that many True King-level Buddhas gathered together and made such a sound together, and he didn't know how many people could be killed in an instant. It's just that I don't know what the means of the third Ming King really pressed the bottom of the box, if it was in its heyday, I am afraid that the ordinary true king would be really difficult to resist. Ye Ping smiled bitterly, and even thought of his original world.

In this way, another day passed, until the third day of the ring of the Ming King, that is, after a day had passed in the real world, this wisp of divine thought of the third Ming King seemed to have recovered again. He had already condensed almost all the remaining incense power in the temple, in order to give Ye Ping Zhihai the last painful blow, so as to take it away!

The hands of the third Ming King formed a seal again, the hands were tied inward, the two index fingers were vertically closed, and the nails of the ring finger were pressed with two thumbs, which was also called a needle print. The two index fingers are the sword, the two thumbs and the two ring fingers are the righteousness of the rope, or the two ring fingers and the middle finger are the four demons, and the two thumbs are the righteousness of subduing the four demons. This is one of his ultimate tricks, the move to press the bottom of the box.

Its name is "Immovable Root Seal - Ducobalt Seal", and I don't know how many people were suppressed with this big mudra back then.

Although he can't exert one-ten-thousandth of his strength now, it is enough to deal with Ye Ping.

"Whoever sees my body attains bodhichitta; Those who hear my name will be confused and cultivated; Whoever hears me will receive great wisdom; Those who know our hearts become Buddhas. Ye Ping, this mudra, that is, the immovable root seal, is one of my housekeeping methods. To be able to die under this mudra is not in vain. Now, when people are about to die, their words are good, do you still have any last wishes you want to fulfill? ”

The third Ming King was majestic, and under his handprint, it seemed to suppress the infinite universe, and no one could break free.

Ye Ping's consciousness was now almost completely closed, and he couldn't hear or feel anything. It's just his last resort, which is to emulate these true king-level divine thoughts and preserve his last bit of consciousness. Although I don't know if I will have a chance to reawaken in the future, it is still much better than being directly destroyed by the third Ming King.

Knowing that Ye Ping couldn't answer himself, King Ming of the Third Dynasty shook his head with a sneer. At this moment, he didn't know how many years he had been waiting, and even he, who had already cultivated to an eternal and immovable heart, couldn't help but get excited. As long as Ye Ping is taken away, he can return to this world, restore the prosperity of the Buddha Kingdom in the past, and create a new era.

With the righteousness of the four demons, he made a final voice method, "Binding the sun!" Boom! Nan no - Sammando - Vazara - 赧! ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge and incomparable spiritual energy vortex was immediately formed around him.

Around the lotus womb, behind him, a huge and incomparably large phantory figure appeared.

Over there is the appearance of the peak of the Ming King of the Third Dynasty, sometimes the image is three-sided and eight-armed, sometimes four-sided, and the changes are endless. Among his many palms, he holds a variety of unnamed artifacts, which are very strange. It seems that fire gives birth to samadhi, burning internal and external obstacles and all filth, and wants to destroy all the unjust enemies of the demon army. When ordinary people see this image, they can't help but kowtow.

Even people who don't believe in Buddha will feel that this is what the true God should be.

And if the devil sees it, he will be full of heart and gall, and he will not be able to raise any resistance at all, and he will burst and die.

Only by surpassing the existence of the quasi-king and achieving the true king can he fight with him and not be cowardly before fighting.

Everything seems to be coming to an end.