"Oh, I don't have a big brother. The little green lion bit the horn of the worn-out robe and roared.

"The bird. The old ancestor squinted at the furry thing under his feet with contempt.

"That's the third brother. ”

", can you and that fat elephant fight it?"

"Although Pengzi is better than us, he is the third brother after all, and he took the initiative to give me the position of the handle. ”

"Phew! A handful of old monsters, actually mixed with a mouthful of underworld tone, no interest! That dead bird yīn you two big old coarse, brought you to the front desk as a target, and hid behind yourself to pick up the grain, more than a thousand years have passed, you idiot, at this time you still read it well, it's really a stupid bodhisattva to raise a stupid dog. ”

"Well, even if I'm stupid, I'm ...... It can only be a stupid lion. ”

"A lion is also a dog, a poodle. ”

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The boring conversation between a monkey and a lion ends.

(Please don't write wars, let alone scolding wars, it's normal for friends who read books to have their own ideas, and it is also appropriate to respect other people's opinions, of course, scolding is not good, swearing is even more unacceptable, please be calmer, be happy, and speak badly to each other, I like the description in this chapter very much, I am very happy to write, what is it, everyone is happy.) ）

The sky outside the laurel peak, the general trend is that the bodhisattva's body is clear and light, and the whole body is peaceful and supple. There was not a trace of superfluous movement, just a gentle fall on the cliff like a leaf.

The foot of the straw sandals made of golden silk grass lightly stepped on the rock where the lion's claw mark remained.

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On the edge of the cliff, all the earth and gravel raised by the breath of the Great Trend Bodhisattva appeared. And the little flower that remained on the ground was still intact and timidly blooming all over the ground.

Suddenly, the seven petals on the little flower cowered and shrank inward, as if the process of blooming was reversed, and then suddenly bloomed, and after the peak was at its peak, it suddenly fell silent, and the petals were like blood spilled out, bravely breaking free from the shackles of the flower stalk, and then in less than an inch of space, they were shaken into several pieces of incense powder, and the fluffy sound was faint, and they were scattered in the air.

The petals are off the branches. And at the foot of the distant Wutai Mountain, that big river. But he suddenly broke free from the shackles of the river, like a strip of jelly made of muddy yellow water, jumped violently, and at the same time was twenty feet above the ground, lying across the river, and then when the air was stagnant for about 0.001 seconds, he fell into the river again. But it was strange that only a few small waves splashed, and did not overflow the river, causing a terrible flood.

Dozens of miles from the big river is Wutai Mountain.

Mount Wutai also moved, from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, all the earth seemed to come to life in the same instant, given life by some kind of magical power, rolling and twisting. Dozens of feet of earth, which has never seen the sun forever, turned over to worship the sun-like supernatural powers, but the grass on the ground was afraid of the pressure on the mountain peak, and shrank as if fleeing. Turn into a mud dragon and plunge into the depths. The soil below wanted to come up, and the soil above wanted to go down, so it blended and twisted and squeezed, trembling like rotten flesh on the body of a devil who devoured people.

When the soil moves, the buildings on the soil naturally move, such as temples, stone benches, incense burners, statues, and so on...... Teared into countless pieces by this powerful force that permeated the heavens and the earth, black, white and gold, and fragments of all kinds of faces, just like the kind of shots commonly seen in movies, magically floated in the air, and it seemed that even the huge gravitational pull of the earth had lost its effect at this moment.

The huge terrifying force marched towards the summit of Laurel Peak, all the way to the dust, roaring, roaring, making the air outside the peak move, the light moved, and the sound moved!

The world moves, the heaven and the earth move, it is for the general trend.

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The ants numbly watched the earth roll around them, the earthworms watched the earth become soft with ease, the birds looked at the visions in front of them with some surprise, the beasts frolicked on the rocks flying in the sky, and the trees twisted their bodies slightly and watched the movement between the heavens and the earth with kindness.

Thousands of monks were kneeling on the ground, suddenly encountering a change, but their faces were safe, and they were not hurt at all in the terrifying and dangerous territory.

The general trend to the Bodhisattva makes the heavens and the earth move, but does not hurt the living beings, and removes the four disasters of blood, fire, sword and soldiers, which is the realm of the Great Bodhisattva.

After the terrible earthquake, the Wutai Mountains returned to normal, but the land was softer, the grass was tired, and the monks were at a loss, as usual.

However, after the shock wave went up to the Laurel Peak, it took off its miraculous coat, revealing a real and terrifying power, rushing straight into it from the foot of the high mountain, encountering the rocks, and the abnormal power within hundreds of Qingfang kilometers was all integrated into a bundle, and rushed out of the cliff with a bang, wrapped in countless tons of rocks, and poured out from all directions, pressing on the Qingfan monk who was firmly clasped together with his hands.

pressed on Ye Xiangseng's body!

There was a loud bang, but there was no aftersound, and the sound wave rushed out half a foot before it stopped, swirled and retracted, and the rock shrank suddenly, and then squeezed in!

Such a terrifying collision, even Yi Tianxing's King Kong body will be broken and minced, although Ye Xiangsheng is a bodhisattva realm, but with a weak body, how can he be able to defeat the power of this heaven and earth movement?

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A faint golden light spreads out on the top of Laurel Peak, and this light is different from the light of wisdom, although it is also the light of wisdom, but it is the light of the wisdom of the bodhisattva who is ignorant and ruthless. The light group is positive, and the general trend to the Bodhisattva has already shown the treasure image of the Bodhisattva's body.

The general trend to the Bodhisattva wears a crown, the crown is not gold or silver, but it is extremely noble, hollowed out, embedded with several small flowers, the flower has a treasure bottle, is exuding light. The bodhisattva wears a wide-sleeved coat and a long skirt. The chest is decorated with Yingluo, the right elbow is slightly hanging from the waist, and the platform of Sulian is naturally born under the feet.

Pure and solemn, the general trend is majestic.

Laurel Peak was born more than 100 meters shorter. But it was cut off, but the rock at the top of the peak was pressed even tighter by this force, and it was actually shrunk by more than 100 meters in height, such a terrifying change in heaven and earth, Ye Xiangsheng is afraid that he will die, right?

The eyes of the Bodhisattva of the Great Trend flashed a trace of inexplicable expression, the right elbow hanging flat on the waist trembled slightly, and the lotus bud held in the right hand gradually bloomed.

As the lotus bud bloomed, the huge rocks piled up on Laurel Peak began to slowly move away, creaking as if pulled by some great force. The boulder moves sideways. Sprinkled with stone powder on one side, it was like a snowfall on the moon.

Even these hard stones were smashed into powder. The force of the previous impact can be imagined.

The rocks gradually moved away. Finally, the open space inside was revealed, and the scene above the open space was miserable.

It's miserable indeed.

I saw a little monk fall to the ground very depressed, his body had already been deformed by the impact of the boulder, his head was very desolate and turned into a strange shape, his ears were torn under his chin, but his eye sockets were knocked to the top of his head, and he was in a mess.

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And yet it's weird.

Because there is no blood. There was not a trace of blood, not in the deformed face, not in the dislocated eye sockets, not on the body that had been squeezed into a sugar man, and even the ordinary robe still looked so clean, except for some clean white stone powder, there was no blood pool of internal organs.

And Ye Xiangseng's body seems to have undergone some kind of change, and it seems to have shrunk by one. Curled up in a robe like a child, the robe was very torn, but there was not much body to see. A tattered quilt covered his motionless body.

Ye Xiangseng moved, and then slowly got up from the ground.

He stretched out his child-like palm, held his chin, rubbed it, then pulled the skin off his face a few times, lifted his right ear that hung down under his jaw up, and finally slapped his eye socket back to his face from the top of his head.

It looks scary, like a clay figure that can be kneaded at will.

At this time, his face finally returned to normal, but it was not the King Kong face of the previous Lion Special Realm, but a harmless and pure childlike appearance, even more innocent and soft than when he was in the provincial bookstore.

The earth-shattering blow of the Great Momentum to the Bodhisattva did not kill him!

The general trend of the Bodhisattva did not move, and the lotus seat under his feet slowly moved forward, with still no expression on his face, as if he was not very surprised by Ye Xiangseng's resurrection.

Ye Xiangseng no longer looks like a child at this time, but just a child, with small hands and feet in the tattered robe, the robe hangs down to the ground, such a handsome little monk stands on the peak of rubble, his face is quiet, and his hands are together.

"In the past five hundred years, you have had many opportunities to cultivate the Rutongshu, but you have never had it, and today you can't imagine that you will face me with the true image of the Rutongshu. His lips moved slightly, and he asked in a golden light, "Senior brother, it seems that you are preparing to repeat the story of the past five hundred years." ”

The little Ye Xiangsheng bowed his head and saluted: "The child is a quiet and harmless image, and the Bodhisattva has moved, so I have to respond with suppleness, just to keep this skin." ”

For some reason, the Great Trend Bodhisattva smiled and said with a smile: "With the soft child treasure statue, to deal with the power of heaven and earth, the world is the softest, and the senior brother is easy to deal with." ”

Ye Xiangseng smiled and responded: "A thousand years ago, after having a conversation with Lao Jun, I used this meaning in the realm of children, but I never used it. ”

No wonder some people say that all people in the great realm are great hypocritical people, seeing that these two great bodhisattvas are your enemies to the death, but at this time, they held a tactical summary discussion on the laurel cliff.

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A snort!

The general trend is that the Bodhisattva's double pupils are golden, and the green lotus on his right hand has all bloomed, and at this time, he was forced out of a petal by the Bodhisattva's great might, and it came out of the body like a sharp arrow, and came to the front of Ye Xiangsheng in an instant.

It was in the wind that the petals suddenly turned into huge petals the size of a hut, and the edges of the petals with light pink were shining with golden light, which seemed to be extremely sharp!

Although Ye Xiangsheng is in the realm of children at this time, his muscles, blood, bones and water are like the softest and purest existence in the world, and he can still remain intact under the pressure of heaven and earth, but if he encounters such a Buddhist magic weapon, the sharp petal edge, and the method of killing are completely different from the power of heaven and earth.

This is a pure physical tear, if Ye Xiangsheng really resists with the body of the child, he will definitely be split in half!

"Smack!"

Ye Xiangseng clapped his hands lightly, applause rang out, and at the same time, his body suddenly became bigger, returning to the size of a normal person, the childish sè was completely removed, the facial features gradually became more and more English, the eyebrows flew and vibrate, stabbing out like a sword, and the whole body was also shrouded in King Kong micro, and a thin force burst out from his body.

It was this gassho that slapped the huge devouring sharp petals in the palm of the palm between the electric light and flint!

A Buddha roar came out of Ye Xiangseng's mouth, and the power of lion-like anger penetrated into his arms, the robe on his arms was cracked, and the petals in his palm were all scattered by this magnificent power, as if the petal fragments of the supreme mana of the Bodhisattva were grazing his body, and shè into the rock of Laurel Peak more quickly than a bullet.

A moment later, those seemingly weak petals pierced through the rock formations hundreds of meters thick and came out of the mountain, and the speed was still unabated, sneering and screaming, shè into the dark blue sky of nowhere.

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The Bodhisattva smiled slightly, but there was no bitterness or confidence in his smile, and there was even a hint of relief.

Then he raised his right hand again, and the blue lotus in his hand that was completely blooming shone brightly, and countless petals came out of his body, carrying terrifying power and sharp edges, and killed towards Ye Xiangseng.

Whether the Bodhisattva laughs, cries, stirs his mind, or is quiet.

The Great Trend Bodhisattva always wants to kill the Bodhisattva, and I don't know how many times I have killed it in the past five hundred years, it is so boring, and it is so chilling to all sentient beings.

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Ye Xiangsheng stood on the top of the peak with a calm face, but his eyebrows were raised like swords, and a fierce momentum that had never appeared in him suddenly enveloped the surroundings. His right hand was raised empty, as if holding the vajra sword, and his left hand hung slightly, and the palm of his jade-like arm seemed to be full of infinite power.

Exactly: the Lion Statue.