Chapter 372: The War of the Buddha
An army of millions of tanks is constantly advancing in the sea.
Dragged through the white waves, mixed with the fragments of flesh and blood of the demon beasts in the sea.
Storms and rains often occur, and the monstrous waves crashed down from time to time, crashing into the neat array of tanks, slapping them in all directions, and many of them were smashed into the sea hundreds of meters deep, as if they had suffered a catastrophe.
But after a while, the waves dispersed, and the amphibious tanks floated up again, each forming a neat phalanx, without any change.
In the smell of blood that permeates hundreds of thousands of kilometers,
The monsters of the deep sea have also learned to be humble.
However, as soon as they smell the smell of oil from the tank army, they will flee from a distance of 100 kilometers, no longer thinking that they are the hegemon of the deep sea, and there is a great need to maintain the dignity of the hegemon of the sea area.
"Ahead, Moshi Island, thousands of kilometers in size, with a population of more than eight million."
In the Legion channel, the voice of the golden bell wind sounded.
Armies of tanks washed up onto the beach, and the water slid off their armor, leaving water marks on the sand.
A few kilometers into the land, a tank battalion paused, slightly adjusting the muzzle.
Woohoo!
Thirty-six armor-piercing shells controlled by Lingzi radar flew into a temple in a small city more than 20 kilometers away, accurately divided into more than a dozen fragments, and pierced through the temple's upper floors and the heads of fanatical Buddhists.
Then use a spell to engrave warning words on the walls of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the person who erects the Buddha statue dies.
Several tank battalions around also had their own division of labor, scanning the nearby cities with Lingzi radar, and once they found the soul fluctuations of the fanatical Buddhists, an armor-piercing shell that was not accidentally injured bombarded them.
It's all done.
Whether surprised or frightened by the mortals in the city and temples, armies of tanks roared across the land and into the distance.
"The enemy of Buddha is ahead!"
"The Supreme Baoding Maitreya is watching you, after death, you can go to the Western Heaven Elysium, each of you has thirty-six beautiful wives, and you don't have to worry about food, clothing, wine and meat!"
"This is Maitreya's blessing to everyone!"
In front of the steel torrent, more than 100,000 elite Buddhist troops have bright armor and bright swords and guns, and the soldiers among them have a strong breath, at least they are all martial artists who have forged their bodies.
"Kill!"
"Kill the Buddha! Go to Elysium! ”
Inspired by the monks who accompanied the army, the morale of the army was high!
With the shield soldiers in front and the spearmen behind, the red-armored cavalry, all composed of internal qi realm warriors, roamed on both sides of the army, ready to make a decisive fatal blow at the critical moment when the two armies were scorching.
In the core of the army, there was deep despair in the eyes of some innate generals.
"Baoding Maitreya Sect is not bad at this."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly: "I didn't let the people come out and send them to death indifferently, but the army came out to fight, and there was still a little bit of backbone." ”
Yes, in his opinion, this group of people with cold weapons is the army.
Holding weapons, having a strong desire to kill the enemy, and being in good order, each of them is an absolute military characteristic, and has nothing to do with strength.
Woohoo!
After repeated scans to confirm that there were no other ambushes, hundreds of howitzers with incendiary exorcism spells burst out, each covering hundreds of meters, drowning the red-armored army that was yelling in front of them, and flesh fragments and flames rose up, and silence was restored.
"What backbone can He have?"
An Siyan said disdainfully: "The mass death of believers will cause him to be injured, if it weren't for the concept of the Immortal Gate, he would definitely be uncomfortable now, where would he dare to take the initiative to expand this trend." ”
In the past 20 days,
An army of 4 million tanks swept over the islands in the sea and carefully cleaned the temples and fanatical Buddhists of the Maitreya religion in Baoding, destroying tens of thousands of temples and Buddha statues.
Tokai is returning to its former self.
A few days later, the island of nearly 10 million people was cleared, and the troops entered the sea again.
"Next, Muling Island, this is a large island with a population of hundreds of millions, which can be called a small continent, and it is one of the eight most important strongholds of the Baoding Maitreya Sect, and there may be ......"
An Siyan reported the battle plan, and suddenly the young man in Tsing Yi in the communication screen before the meeting moved.
"Yes, there will be."
Jiang Ding shook his head: "Incense gods, I have seen strong emotional actions. ”
In the third-order Lingzi radar of the super aerospace fighter fighter,
A large area of dense enemies came over, and among the rich smell of incense, there was a kind of firstborn half-human army with all kinds of strange horns and thick scale armor, and there were all foundation-building level qi training levels, and the number was as high as hundreds of thousands.
Send information about the appearance and aura of these people to the Legion channel.
"It is the kinnara part of the Buddha's eight parts, with many horns, like a human and non-human, a half-incense creation, holding a large drum, a bronze bowl and other magic instruments, and is good at Dharma music psychedelia and attack.
It is transformed by the fusion of believers and demon beasts, and it is a kind of army that the Buddha and gods like very much, easy to manufacture, the cost is controllable, and the strength is not weak. ”
An Siyan was surrounded by three jade magic weapon embryos, which stored extremely rich information, and immediately explained to everyone.
Another enemy, in human form, was pitch black and ugly, with four arms, a lyre in his hand, and fingers on the strings.
"The eight parts of the Buddha in the Ganda Po Department, also known as the incense god department, the incense god, the manufacturing method is similar, it is rumored that whenever the Buddha wants to listen to music, he will burn a stick of incense, and the king of the Ganda Po will bring his people to come, the manufacturing method is similar, and he is good at sound attack spells."
"There are eight parts of the Buddha, and each of them must have a main ......"
An Siyan's words paused.
In the solemn Sanskrit sound, a statue of Maitreya Buddha with his hands folded and six arms behind his back holding a Buddha treasure appeared in the light of the earth.
On the side, King Kinnara with a long horn on his head and a big drum in his hand, and King Gandhara Po who was holding a lyre and was covered in pitch black, stood respectfully, all of which were terrifying in the middle of Jindan.
"Buddha enemy!"
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"
“…… Take refuge in my Buddha ......"
The sound of Baoding Maitreya is like a flood of bells, containing endless compassion, and the golden sound waves of the Tao spread in all directions.
Boom!
Knock knock, knock knock......
Beside him, King Jinnara knotted his arms and slammed into the drum surface, and the surrounding people with various horns smashed the big drum and bronze bowl in front of him at the same time.
King Gandharva and her men plucked the strings with a beautiful rhythm and a brisk rhythm.
Drums, bronze bowls, lyres and other musical instruments are played by hundreds of thousands of mythical Buddhas.
Suddenly, the sky was falling, the ground was surging with golden lotus, and the golden sound waves and swastika characters filled all directions, all of them surging towards the young man in Tsing Yi in the sky.
The voices of countless people whispered in their ears, and Dun Dun taught, so that his heart turned to the light and took refuge in my Buddha, which is the fate obtained by practicing for many lifetimes, and it is destined.
“…… Evil beast, don't wake up yet! ”
Everything is well paved, Baoding Maitreya clasped his hands together and drank as a stick.
Nothing happened.
All the Xianmen monks looked at this incense god strangely, and all the cannons fired in unison.
"Another person who scolded me."
The young man in Tsing Yi, who was in the midst of countless golden ripples, golden lotus, and swastikas, was not very angry, revealing a trace of curiosity: "How did you come up with this wonderful idea?" ”
"Use a Probation Ecstasy spell against a person who has comprehended the sword intent?"
Airplanes!
The muzzle of the super air and space fighter is blue, and the third-order high-grade magnetic field spiritual energy gathering array patterns within dozens of kilometers flicker, and the terrifying destruction of the sword intent.
A blue-gold flying sword slowly emerged, locking the core of the incense belief.
Codeword efficiency has dropped, and I didn't mean to.
At night.
(End of chapter)