"The six-character mantra of Buddhism!"

Someone exclaimed.

The so-called six-character mantra is: Om, Ma, Oh, Horn, Mi, Ao!

Many monks can chant, but who can exert power? No one!

Now, the abbot of Shaolin actually urged the true meaning of one of the words, accompanied by the light of the Buddha, the voice is grand and boundless, which is really terrifying and amazing.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth resonated, as if the original sound of the universe was echoing, making many mountains in Kunlun tremble slightly.

As for the mountain, not to mention, it collapsed directly, tore apart the mountains and forests, hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders were shattered, and the sound waves in Russell's mouth, accompanied by the light of the Buddha, blocked the old lion and extinguished the lion's roar.

For a while, the old lion's invincible arrogance was blocked, and he seemed to be completely suppressed by the monster that Fahai Lei Yin had subdued!

"Well! This! Trumpet! Cat’s meow! Bellow! ”

Thundered!

Endless thunder shocks, monstrous golden light surging, like a river and sea boiling, shrouded the old lion, and spread to the mountains, the six-character mantra, driving the endless energy between heaven and earth, turned into a tower of the most rigid and yang demon town.

In the distance, people were shocked.

Many people in the Eastern and Western camps looked at it in a daze like clay sculptures and wood carvings, as if they were watching a divine war!

It is a peerless powerhouse who has broken the six shackles, and some people feel palpitations, at least the face of the Arctic King has changed, and he is far from being an opponent.

If he had been in the past and had fought fiercely with any of them, he would have been blasted up in the end, and there would have been no bones left.

At this time, the pale golden blood around the mad old lion was even more terrifying, diffuse, and the entire mountain range was in turmoil, and he wanted to tear apart the strong enemy at the first time.

But it was useless, the stupa formed by the mysterious energy was golden and bright, illuminating the heavens, immovable, suppressing him.

This is derived from the skills of energy use in the breathing method of the Yijin Sutra inherited from Songshan.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a powerful sealing effect between peers.

But apparently, there is a big gap between the foundation between Russell and the old lion!

The perfect evolution brought about by the two ultimate breathing techniques is incredible! Even if it's just a fragment, it's enough to be invincible at the same level, or even reverse rank!

What's more, in the six-character mantra, Russell also contains some of the essence of the Great Thunder Sound Breathing Method, incarnating as Fahai Thunder Sound to suppress all evils!

"Om, well, what, horn, mic, huh!"

Finally, Russell recited the six-character mantra again, reducing all the old lion's resistance to silence, and at the same time, the six-character mantra turned into a brilliant rune paper and pasted it on the stupa that had been transformed into mystical energy.

"You have a fate with me, let me go."

Russell spoke.

In a few moves, he has completely subdued the old lion!

And in other corners of the battlefield, it has not stopped.

A beast roar shook the entire battlefield.

The White Rhino King moved, rushing forward like thunder, it was a peerless master invited by the old lion, and he had a deep friendship with him, and wanted to rescue him.

Its body was as white as jade, glowing with a crystal luster, and its whole body was as tall as a hill, and the earth trembled violently when it rushed violently.

It rushed into the mountains in the distance, with terrible winds, and the ground cracked and flew sand and rocks along the way.

"Amitabha!"

The old lama made a move, how could he possibly watch him go and besiege the abbot.

Boom! Boom! Boom......

The next moment, people heard a sound like thunder, and the old lama's palms glowed, as if burning two rounds of the sun, and he collided with the white rhino king in a furious way, bombarding it with both palms.

The White Rhino King roared, covered in light, like a huge active volcano revived, diffusing a destructive aura.

It collided fiercely with the old lama, fighting against life and death.

Everyone is hairy, such a big guy is running wild, who can resist head-on?

After the old lama slapped dozens of times, he insisted that the white rhino king stop and roared angrily.

Burst!

In the end, after the two collided hundreds of times, the White Rhino King let out an earth-shattering roar, wailed, and was torn apart with a bang, and was killed by the old lama!

Blood gushed and stained the battlefield red.

Everyone was shocked inexplicably, a strong man who broke the six shackles died!

The old lama was as rumored, strong and domineering, and went all out to kill a supreme beast king.

Schiller had been suppressed earlier, the invincible old lion was subdued, and the white rhino king was killed, which immediately terrified the people in the Western camp, and they felt that a great disaster was coming.

The people of the eastern camp were excited, excited, and a sign of a big victory?

"Roar!"

In the sky, the dragon groaned, it was from the Black Dragon King, he was very irritable, and his heart was cold when he witnessed the two battles on the ground.

Especially now that he has encountered an unprecedented enemy, it is very difficult to defeat this golden-winged Dapeng King.

In the sky, the hundreds of meters long black dragon, like a steel cast, with scales and armor, constantly collided with a hundred-meter-long golden peng bird, fighting fiercely.

However, the Black Dragon King could not take advantage, on the contrary, he had been torn apart by Peng's claw a large piece of scale armor, which was drenched in blood.

Burst!

In mid-air, the dragon's blood spilled, and the Black Dragon King received another blow, and a terrible claw mark appeared on his body, and he roared angrily.

In myths and legends, the Golden-winged Roc likes to feed on dragons and snakes, and now he is eyeing this western dragon, so he will naturally not let it go.

"We've got to go."

On the side of the Western camp, the old vampire had the idea of retreating and wanted to escape, and he had already had this thought.

He only said one word to the North Pole King, and then suddenly there was a light behind him, and a pair of bat-like wings appeared, and he rushed directly into the sky, about to flee.

"Where to go!"

A sword light was incomparable, like a flying immortal outside the sky, flying from a distance, the degree was too fast, several times the sound, catching up with the old vampire king, and immediately splitting.

"Fairy Sword!"

Many people on Kunlun's side exclaimed in surprise.

The head of the Shushan Sword Palace made a move, he turned into a human body, his appearance was handsome, and he sacrificed a silver flying sword, cutting through the sky.

It's so bright, like a sword flying immortal, indestructible, and the void seems to be about to be divided.

The old vampire king's face changed, and he instantly changed his direction and wanted to escape from the other side.

Phew!

However, another purple flying sword rushed in, so brilliant that people didn't dare to look at it directly, with a long tail light, slashing away.

The other white crane in the Shushan Sword Palace shot out and also sacrificed a flying sword to block the way.

The old vampire king roared, emitting powerful fluctuations all over his body, shaking the flying sword hard, and then tried to break through again, trying to escape.

Burst!

However, the two strong men blocked back and forth, and the two flying swords were in the air, and it was difficult for him to escape, and he was injured at the first time, and a terrible wound appeared on his body, and blood flowed.

"Fellow Daoists, let's kill the enemy together!" The Mastiff King shouted.

"Everyone, kill the West!" The old ape also shouted.

For a time, the wind and clouds were turbulent, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and all the peerless masters on the eastern camp side went out together, pressing forward, and wanted to kill.

Wudang's old master Immortal Wind Dao bones, big sleeves fluttering, quickly killed the past.

The Zhangjiao Mountain Turtle of Kongtong Mountain stood upright, carrying the Bagua Diagram, blooming with dazzling brilliance, jumping violently, stepping on the mountain peaks, and going away in the air, as if flying.

Several peerless, with a large army, bullied the small with the big and the small with the more, crushing the Eastern Expeditionary Army.

At this time, the Immortal Phoenix King raised his banner.

"The God of Food Contest has officially begun!"

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