"What a great wish! The little monk had such a powerful wish and compassion at the time of the tribulation, which faintly met the original wish of Amitabha Buddha!"

Feng Qingyao also raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised.

Zhihai Toutuo was even more stunned when he saw the image of Amitabha Buddha clearly, and it is said that when the peace and compassion in the hearts of Buddhist disciples reached the peak, there would be a virtual image of Amitabha Buddha behind him, but this is only a legend in Buddhism. Since the beginning of the record, no one has ever been able to show the virtual image of Amitabha.

Even if he is the current national teacher of Buddhism, the most outstanding holy monk of Buddhism for 800 years, the virtual image behind him is only the world-honored Shakyamuni Nyorai, and there is no virtual image of Amitabha Buddha.

Once the Buddhist monks know that the little monk can manifest the virtual image of Amitabha Buddha, the little monk will definitely become a treasure pimple in the hearts of the Buddhist monks. Because the little monk of Miao Yuan manifested the virtual image of Amitabha Buddha, the ancestor of all Buddhas, this shows that as long as there are no accidents, the little monk of Miao Yuan is very likely to become a grandmaster, and he is also a more powerful master than the current Buddhist national teacher of the empty holy monk.

The eight tribulation thunders in succession failed to bring substantial damage to the little god monk, and the cloud in the air seemed to be angry, the purple-gold cloud kept tumbling and boiling, and the cloud of calamity also shrank rapidly, the cloud became smaller and smaller, and the color became darker and darker. In the end, it turned into a cloud no larger than a foot.

The clouds condensed into a zhang size looked extremely condensed, as if it had really turned into a purple-gold lotus flower, suspended directly above the little monk of the wonderful wish.

With a loud bang. A thunderbolt as thick as the clouds sent out from the clouds and struck towards the little monk below. This thunder light was also condensed to the extreme, and it looked like a purple-gold jade pillar. And there were bursts of flames burning around this purple-gold jade pillar.

The voice of the little monk chanting the Buddhist scriptures became much louder, and the golden light around his body became clearer and richer. The virtual image of Amitabha Buddha behind him also vibrated with golden light, and a breath of wanting peace and tranquility rose to the sky, colliding with the thunder.

The golden light and the thunder collided, producing a dazzling light, except for Feng Qingyao and the First Allure, everyone felt a burst of dazzling, and there was only that dazzling light in front of them. I can't see anything at all.

Wait until the light fades. After everyone's eyes returned to normal, Zhihai Toutuo and the others hurriedly looked at the little monk of Miao Yuan.

When they saw that the virtual statue of Amitabha Buddha behind the little monk still existed, Zhihai Toutuo and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and the virtual statue of Amitabha Buddha was still there. It shows that the little monk is still alive.

However, when their eyes fell on the little monk of Miaoyuan, they were still surprised. I saw that the little monk was in tatters. A monk's robe has been turned into a rich robe, and a wisp of blood flows out of the eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and the whole person looks extremely depressed.

However, although the seven-trick bleeding wolf who was struck by the ninth thunder was unbearable. But when everyone's eyes fell on the little monk of Miao Yuan, they didn't even feel that the little monk was wolf, and they still felt that the little monk was compassionate and peaceful.

At this time, the calamity cloud that descended the ninth thunderstorm also kept tumbling again, and just when everyone thought that the calamity cloud would condense again, and the power of the thunder that fell would rise again, the calamity cloud quietly dissipated.

"Amitabha. 」

The little monk who was still sitting on the ground whispered the Buddha horn and slowly stood up from the ground, although his body was swaying and a little unstable in his standing, but it gave people a sense of needing to look up at the little monk who was not actually tall.

The benefits obtained by the little monk who survived the mutated and true Void Buddha Tribulation were undoubtedly enormous. However, the Nine Tribulation Thunders, especially the last one, still brought great harm to the Little Divine Monk. The loss of the body and internal organs is secondary, and more importantly, the loss of the spirit is extremely huge.

"This bald donkey killed the mountain lord and killed him!"

Looking at the little monk who was swaying and seemed to fall at any time, one of the warriors who could still fight in Vulture Mountain shouted and killed the little monk of Miaoyuan, wanting to kill the little monk of Miaoyuan to avenge the mountain lord Ji Chun.

The other Qiang warriors also came back to their senses, and roared together to kill the little monk of Miaoyuan.

Just now, when the little monk crossed the catastrophe, Zhihai Toutuo couldn't do anything, so he could only do it in a hurry. Seeing that the people of Vulture Mountain wanted to hurt the little monk of Miaoyuan, Zhihai Toutuo shouted and rushed to the side of the little monk of Miaoyuan, glared at the group of Qiang people and shouted, "Dare to go to the former - kill!"

Although Zhihai Toutuo's lion's roar shocked the Qiang warriors of Vulture Mountain dizzy, the death of the mountain lord brought incomparable shame to the warriors of Vulture Mountain, even in the face of the strongest enemy, they would not retreat. As soon as he retreated slightly, a group of Qiang warriors roared forward again.

Zhihai Toutuo was the first to rush forward to protect the little monk of Miao Yuan, Dong Junyi, Huo Zhenren, and Li Zhiqi They were a little late, and then they also rushed out of the woods to block in front of the little monk of Miao Yuan to protect the little monk of Miao Yuan.

"Alas, although the lord of Vulture Mountain is deceiving me in my name, there is nothing wrong with the ordinary warriors of Vulture Mountain. Besides, even if they make mistakes, they are still the people of the Southern Wilderness, my people, and I can't watch my people being slaughtered in front of my eyes. 」

First Allure said with a light sigh.

Zhihai Toutuo, Dong Junyi, Huo Lie Zhenren, Xuan Changzi, Li Zhiqi They are all innate martial artists, and there is no innate martial artist among these warriors in Vulture Mountain, not to mention that there are only two or three hundred people left who can stand, even if all the five hundred people are intact, they have no chance of winning in the face of Zhihai Toutuo, and the final result can only be slaughtered by Zhihai Toutuo. Naturally, it is impossible for the First Allure to watch its own people being slaughtered.

"Use this kid for a while. 」

After speaking, without waiting for Feng Qingyao to agree, the first Chengcheng reached out and grabbed Song Haitao, slapped Song Haitao casually, lifted the ban on Song Haitao, and carried Song Haitao, who had already recovered the strength of the innate Great Perfection, and jumped in front of the Qiang people.

Feng Qingyao didn't care at all about the behavior of the first city, he wanted to ensure the safety of the little monk of Miaoyuan, and the first city didn't want to see the Qiang people bleeding into a river, so he could unlock Song Haitao's ban and let Song Haitao stop the Qiang people in Vulture Mountain and avoid this senseless battle, Feng Qingyao felt that it was not bad. I am here to collect Taiyin Xuanyan, and it is better to avoid unnecessary fights.

Song Haitao is not a stupid person, and he also knows very well what the Holy Lord wants to do in the first city. As soon as he landed, he burst out with the momentum of his innate great perfection, and shouted loudly at the Qiang warriors of Vulture Mountain who were charging: "The Holy Lord is here, how dare you be presumptuous!

The warriors of Vulture Mountain were first intimidated by Song Haitao's innate great perfection, and their steps towards each other couldn't help but be half a beat, and when they heard Song Haitao shout out the words of the Holy Lord, they were all stunned one by one. His eyes involuntarily looked at the first allure standing behind Song Haitao.

"Ah, is it really the Holy Lord? Is the Holy Lord back?" (To be continued......)