". Alternate Buddha Yi Tianxing said.

". "Genuine Buddha bird Yi Zhu is so should.

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The little guy looked at the Arhat Bodhisattvas in all directions and said, "There are bald donkeys everywhere, where are they going?"

The battle has been going on for a while, but the two masters have a strong heavenly fire, and those Pure Land powerhouses can't get close at all.

However, the Arhat Bodhisattvas of the Western Pure Land are not vegetarians, and the Zhan Zhan Bao Light on their bodies is just the most suitable kind of celestial breath to resist the high temperature, although it seems to melt at the touch of Yi Zhu's fire wings, but the clear light is really quite high, Yi Zhu Tianhuo burst out, raising the temperature of the heavenly fire outside the body to a terrifying state in an instant, and it seems a little unsustainable, as if the fire element in the body is temporarily empty.

A faint blood-red flame burned on Yi Zhu's wings, and the fire was a little dim.

Yi Tianxing reminded his son: "Save some effort to burn, see that there are fewer and fewer flames on your body, what if it burns out?"

"Stay in the green mountains, I'm not afraid of no firewood, and you have such a big firewood, what are you afraid of. Yi Zhu pursed his red lips and grinned, "What next?"

What's next?

Yi Tianxing himself didn't know, the road ahead was all blocked, although the heavenly fire of his father and son was a supreme weapon, but the treasure light on the Buddha's body would always consume too much of their fire yuan, and these tens of thousands of bald pestles were there, and they all had to be burned dry. Wouldn't he have to burn to the ground? After this speed is reduced, it will indeed be difficult to add it to the point where the gods and Buddhas are unimpeded.

Especially at the back of the dark blue starry land, the seemingly inconspicuous little bottle was glowing faintly. It seems to be like a beast lurking in the dark, ready to strike the most terrifying blow at any moment.

Although Yi Tianxing has encountered many adventures now, and there are countless teachers and friends to help him practice, the tragic image of the Great Bodhisattva of the Snow Plains Tashilhunpo Temple, the battle royale from Meiling to the provincial capital, and many memories have made him clearly understand that with his current cultivation realm, facing the terrifying Bodhisattva, he will definitely not be able to get too many benefits.

What's more, that person is still in Lan Sè Xinghuo. Far away, I don't know when to start. How to start.

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Yi Tianxing's gloomy gaze penetrated the curtain of stars composed of countless Arhats and Bodhisattvas, looked at the bottle, and suddenly his brows trembled slightly, and he glanced at Yi Zhu, who was swimming beside him with the momentum of a fire phoenix.

As soon as the father and son touched their eyes, they understood what the other party was thinking and planning.

Just as he was about to make a move, Yi Tianxing's eyebrows trembled slightly, but he shrugged down with a hint of astonishment and anger, looking a little annoyed and strongly uneasy.

of space. A vague aura came over and quickly dispersed.

This breath is incomparably pure, mixed with the flavor of five sè, so that the heavens have the image of the Bodhisattva in front of them.

The slowly flowing stars in the sky stopped, revealing the faces of those dense Arhats and Bodhisattvas.

The Arhats and Bodhisattvas joined together one after another and probed into the breath.

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A bottle broke through the distance of the space, floated over from the passage that the Luohan Array deliberately let go, and was about tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Yi family's father and son, and stopped at a distance.

Yi Tianxing didn't look at him either. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, in line with the direction of the bottle's slight tilt, and threw it somewhere in the universe.

At the same time, he and the other party sensed this pure Buddha aura. Therefore, it is inevitably a little strange who would deliberately spread his aura and divine consciousness to this place at this time - and it is obvious that although this aura is not very powerful, it is very pure, surrounded by tens of thousands of Arhat Bodhisattvas in this cosmic space, it is actually clearly protecting his own level, and it is suddenly highlighted.

It's even purer than the smell in that bottle.

With such a pure Buddhist atmosphere, he is naturally a big man.

This is the war between Maitreya and the Western Pure Land, the Rì Light Bodhisattva has already expressed his position on behalf of the Eastern Pure Land, Yi Tianxing really can't think of it, and which other side of the Divine Power jīng Profound Bodhisattva will be involved in this matter, he can't help but be a little curious, some doubts, I don't know whether the comer is a friend or foe, and he is even more faintly uneasy, afraid that it is the one he guesses.

Obviously, the faintly glowing bottle didn't know either, and the mouth of the bottle could be faintly seen tilting downward, as if listening to the breath.

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"Protect me. Yi Tianxing explained lightly, then sat cross-legged in the deep cosmic space, formed a scattered lotus seat, and began to understand the origin of this breath with his deepest lotus boy seat seal.

A faint Buddha's breath emerged from his body, like the bottle tens of thousands of kilometers away, and probed into the deep and bottomless space.

The Arhat Bodhisattvas who were full of sky also stopped attacking at this time, and Yi Zhu danced his wings back, coldly guarding behind Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing's eyebrows suddenly rose up like a sword, as if he was angry as choosing someone to devour.

The dimly glowing bottle in the distance suddenly straightened up, as if something very serious had been discovered at the same time.

"What's wrong?"

"Sure enough, it's that stupid bald donkey. ”

Yi Tianxing's face was full of sneers, the corners of his lips were full of ridicule, but a trace of deep worry that could not be concealed flashed in his eyes unexpectedly, scolding is scolding, but it is the kind of scolding that is distressed.

The breath that attracted him and the bottle at the same time was of supreme attention, and gradually condensed on the battlefield, and with the blue light flashing, it constituted a picture: this picture is a story in the world, it seems that who is holding a puja in that green mountain, the mana is amazing, and the heavens are listening, and the breath is transmitted to the heavenly realm.

"Why can things in the world be transmitted to this heaven?" Yi Tianxing stared at Wutai Jingshan in that picture. The monks in the Yanjiao Temple sighed faintly.

Yi Tianxing was not familiar with the monks in that picture, but he stared at the handsome little monk sitting on the threshold of Yanjiao Temple. Gritted his teeth and said, "Why did he leave the provincial capital!"

Yi Zhu's gaze swept over that aura, and he scratched his head and said, "Why did the master's courage suddenly become so big?"

Yi Zhu's master is naturally Ye Xiang.

That beautiful leaf phase.

That damn leaf phase.

The one who deliberately went to Wutai Mountain to hold a puja, bent on luring the general trend to the Bodhisattva, and wanted to share some worries for the Yi family, so he looked for the dead Ye Xiang.

The breath of Ye Xiang was amplified by the treasure statue of the Bodhisattva, and it was transmitted from the world to the Buddha realm.

"As I heard: For a while, the Buddha was in the house to defend the country and give the lonely ......

On Wutai Mountain, the sound of the chanting of the Sutra of the Sutra of Shri Prajna actually went straight to the sky, washing away this dark and bloody air.

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The breath dissipated. The sound of the Dharma chanting Buddha on Wutai Mountain in the distant world can no longer be heard, but the Buddha Realm is chasing and killing Yi Tianxingdi, and these strong people know it. The Bodhisattva ...... Finally woke up.

The bottle moved, and the ghostly light on the bottle flowed slightly, like a beauty's eyes turning to think.

The heavens full of Arhat Bodhisattvas also moved.

It seems to be weighing how to choose, and what is surrounded by everyone is the Maitreya of this world, the heart of the Pure Land of the West, and the person Amitabha Buddha is most reluctant to see him grow up.

And deliberately exposed in the world. He is the former great disciple of the Buddha, the number one heir of Mount Meru, and the five-hundred-year-old blood feud of the Western Pure Land.

No matter which character it is, it is the object that must be killed by the Pure Land, but at this time, one is in the world and the other is in the Buddha land, revealing his breath.

Which one will the Pure Land Sect choose to kill?

For that bottle, that's a problem.

For those who are full of bodhisattvas and arhats. This is the question that bottles should think about.

So the bottle slowly sank into darkness.

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"Fool Ye Xiang. Yi Tianxing's eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't know which space to look at under his feet, and said quietly: "The Buddha feeds eagles with his body." That's because he can't die anyway, he plays this game of sacrificing his life to save people, don't you know that it will be easy to kill him?"

"What should I do?" Yi Zhu clenched his small fists and looked at him.

"Cold salad. Yi Tianxing replied coldly, looking at the countless Pure Land Arhats and Bodhisattvas above his head and feet in front of him, with a collar in his right hand, a golden stick across his chest, and a stick head in his right hand, he slowly pulled out a bright sword from it, the sword was cast with runes, and an ancient intent came out of the sword, extremely cold, and it seemed that he had drunk the blood of countless gods and Buddhas.

"Zhuxian Sword. Yi Zhu immediately recognized it.

This is what the Bodhisattva of Light sent back at the festival yesterday, and when Yi Tianxing left Putuo, he naturally would not take his treasure with him.

Yi Zhu shrugged, stretched out two fingers to pinch the hilt of the sword from Yi Tianxing's hand, sniffled and said, "I don't like to use this." ”

"How can you just burn it with fire?" Yi Tianxing sneered, pointed to the Pure Land Arhat in the sky and said: "This is the same as roast chicken, the treasure light on these Arhats and Bodhisattvas is like a protective film, like a thick old chicken skin, if you burn them directly, it is difficult to burn through, if you use a sword to cut them into pieces, and then burn them, it will be easy to burn." ”

"Cooking can also be used to kill monks. ”

"Everything can be entered into the Tao. ”

The father and son said these words that were not salty or light, but the expressions of the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the sky were a little strange, knowing that one of these two was a disciple of the Buddha who fought to defeat the Buddha, and the other was the most vicious Dapeng of the year.

"Then what about Master Ye Xiang?"

"The bottle is gone. Yi Tianxing shrugged, "It is estimated that the big persimmon went down to kill him, let's quickly kill all these monks, and then go home, as long as you rescue your master, this revenge can always be avenged." ”

"Good. Yi Zhu spat out, a little spark away from his lips, illuminating the space in front of him.

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The reason why Yi Tianxing said this was because he was very worried about Ye Xiang, so he deliberately acted more viciously, pretending to be a demon king, and wanted to leave the general trend here - Ye Xiang wanted to save him, he wanted to save Ye Xiang, all this was for the gorgeous Di Aiya!

If the general trend is to leave, these Arhats of the Pure Land will indeed not be able to stop their father and son.

I don't know why, Yi Tianxing is very sure that the general trend will definitely not leave here quietly and sneak into the world.

He's going to make a move.

But I just don't know when he will make a move.

In the dark space, there seems to be an endless danger hidden, but this danger does not know when it will happen, and this kind of waiting always makes people feel a little powerless.

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Two loud shouts burst out from Yi Tianxing and Yi Zhu's mouths at the same time, one was rough and thunderous, and the other was clear and like a phoenix.

The two fire dragons rushed into the Arhat array, only to see the sparks ignite, the golden stick and the Zhuxian Sword slaughtered in all directions, one after another, and the Arhat corpses fell everywhere, floating in the space without gravity.

And these arhats have no heads, and those heads have been burned by the ferocity of the fire.

The killpoke starts again.

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But after an instant, it came to an abrupt end.

One foot, one Qingfanwu, wearing a pair of straw sandals, lightly stepped on Yi Tianxing's golden stick.

The golden stick in Yi Tianxing's hand was given by the stone monkey, its momentum was like thunder, its movement was like a spirit, and in an instant, it could swing thousands of sticks, and a stick shadow was not visible to the naked eye at all.

But that foot, to put it mildly, stepped on the very front of the stick.

There was a loud bang, and compared to such a gentle contact, it seemed very incongruous.

As soon as the top of the foot touched the head of the stick, the golden stick suddenly stopped waving.

And the foot also clicked and made a crunch, and the straw sandal broke from the frenulum at the tip of the thumb, and then invaded backwards along the structure of the straw sandal, breaking inch by inch.

The barefoot nails are dyed with the sè of Yingluo, which is very beautiful.

And the huge power of the golden stick was stopped by this foot, and the power was transmitted, and it actually shattered the face on the nail of that foot.

Immediately afterward, the skin on that foot also shattered, revealing blood like a spider's web.

There was also a tearing sound from the ankle, which was supposed to be the sound of a broken joint.

But the grand power of the golden stick can only invade the ankle after all, and it can no longer go up an inch, not an inch.

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The Bodhisattva of the Great Trend stepped on the head of the golden stick like this, and behind him was the deep universe, with wide sleeves on his body, looking fluttering and beautiful.

He lightly pointed at the center of Yi Tianxing's eyebrows.