It's just that the Buddha in front of the Thousand-Handed Buddha is shining with a bewitching red golden light, which looks like a demonic spirit, especially the Buddha's face is more like a ghost with green faces and fangs.

The Buddha with a thousand hands without thoughts looks different, although it does not look as burly as the Buddha with a thousand faces, it looks extraordinarily solemn, and the pure golden light that exudes is bathed in people, making people feel like a bathing wind, as if they really saw the Buddha come into the world.

Many monks talked about it, and even wanted to worship in place.

"Buddha with a thousand hands. Fa Ye looked at the simple and unpretentious golden giant Buddha and slowly frowned.

It's not that he hasn't seen the Thousand Transformations Divine Power, and that Meridian has cultivated this mental method before.

But his thousand-armed Buddha was overshadowed by the presence of thoughtlessness.

The appearance of Arhats varies from person to person, like the Buddha of the Thousand Hands, that is, Dapu, what he has cultivated is nothing more than an evil path, and he can no longer even be called a Buddha.

"This thousand-armed Buddha is even worse than the meridian at that time!" Zhengdao also looked at the giant Buddha after the thoughtlessness, and sighed again.

His exclamation was clearly heard by Wu Nian, that is to say, he had seen the true appearance of the Arhat of Ziwu, I don't know why, but this deepened the thoughts in his heart.

When the dust settles on this matter, and the master's wish before his death is fulfilled, he must pursue the truth.

After so many years, he has been cultivating desperately. From the age of twenty-one to the lower immortal, twenty years to the peak of the golden immortal, and then fifteen years to enter the Xuan Immortal, so that it has been nearly fifty years.

Others thought that he had completely forgotten the death of Ziwu with six pure roots, but who could really let go completely, and Wunian had never let go of it for so many years, but it had been hidden in his heart.

When he was tired, he looked up at the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to turn into the old face of the meridian host, and smiled at him gently and kindly.

Faye glared at Zhengdao, not knowing if it was because he was admiring outsiders or because he was afraid that he would say something.

"Huikong, since Master Wunian has already sacrificed his Arhat nature, then you don't have to stay any longer, the province is ridiculed for having no one in my Nine Dragon Temple. He whispered to Huikong, in fact, he was telling him to strike with all his strength for the honor of the Nine Dragons Temple, even if he killed Wunian on the spot.

Huikong naturally heard the meaning of Faye's words, in fact, even if he put Wunian on Bai Zhining's face, he would definitely not leave his subordinates, and now this Wunian must die here.

"Okay, all the disciples listen to the order. Hui Kong jumped and flew above the heads of the disciples.

The black iron rod in his hand pointed at the sky and turned into a giant horn on the top of the dragon's head.

"Nine Dragons!" the dragon condensed by the stacked monks rolled and circled towards Wunian, the horns above his head glowing with a shuddering glow of blood.

"Wu Nian!" Bai Zhi stared at the fierce blow, and couldn't help but take steps forward. As an immortal cultivator, although her strength is not good, she can also feel this monstrous blow.

This is comparable to a blow from the peak strength of Xuan Xian, can the seemingly weak and quiet little monk in front of him really be able to block it?

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I'm here, don't be afraid. Wu Nian gave her a warm smile with a side face.

Bai Zhining hid behind Wu Nian, she felt that Wu Nian's smile made her feel extra reassured, and he said that he was there, don't be afraid.

Bai Zhining leaned forward, wanting to put her face on his back, but she was afraid that it would affect him, so she stretched out her feet and stepped on the shadow of Wu Nian, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Wu Nian didn't turn, but his back seemed to have eyes, and he saw Bai Zhining's every move, and the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed brighter and brighter.

The red dragon surged in front of him, and the Thousand-Handed Buddha stepped forward to block in front of Wu Nian and Bai Zhining, and the two powerful golden hands grabbed the sharp horns of the red dragon, which was also the iron rod in Huikong's hand.

The huge impact shook the dust everywhere, and the large part of the Nine Dragon Temple, there were sycamores and ginkgo, which were shivering in the wind at the moment, and the fallen leaves were flying.

The golden Buddha just slid backwards under the huge impact, and then stood on top of the square with a hesitation, no matter how much the dragon lowered its head and roared, it could not move forward a single bit!

This Nine Dragons Peak can even defeat the defensive shield of a Xuan Immortal Peak with a devastating momentum, but it does not move in the face of Wu Nian, who only has the strength of Xuan Immortal.

Huikong's god was extremely dignified, he never thought that this thoughtless thought would be so difficult, could it be said that he had reached the peak realm of Xuan Immortal?

Fifty years into the peak of Xuan Immortal, Qianguang Temple is really a rare talent in a thousand years!

"I don't believe it, even if I go mad today, I must destroy you, the pseudo-Buddha!" Huikong's eyes turned red, he put his hands together and let go of the iron rod in his hand, chanting words, as if he was chanting some spell.

Suddenly, he stretched out the thumb of his right hand and bit hard in his mouth. A streak of crimson blood gushed out of his mouth and spat on the crimson golden horn in front of him, and in an instant, the red light exploded.

The red-golden light dimmed completely, and the dragon's Zhou actually had a black aura surging.

The already monstrous dragon became even more terrifying, and it rolled and roared in the black smoke, as if it didn't want to be contaminated by the black smoke, and let out a terrible wail.

"Pseudo-Buddha, I don't know which of the two of us is more like the pseudo-Buddha now. The smile on Wu Nian's face faded.

Finally, there was a hint of solemnity on his face, because he also realized that Huikong's move was by no means simple.

Buddhism taboos killing, and it is also taboo to see blood, so the mouthful of essence blood that Huikong just spit out made the originally impure Nine Dragons Arhat Array a little more demonic.

Bai Zhining also seemed to notice that something was wrong, hiding behind her, and secretly revealing a head.

I saw that the struggling dragon couldn't stop wailing, and the long neck was agitated like a tumor, and exhaled.

"Brother, stop. "There are disciples who maintain the Nine Dragons Arhat Formation can't hold on, and their faces are pale and want Huikong to stop.

But where can Huikong still listen to their words now, his eyes are red, and there is only the thoughtlessness of the golden Buddha in his eyes!

"Death for me!" he roared in a low, almost beastly voice

Make move.

"Abbot, how is this good!" Masando and Gosutsu stared at the magnificent scene in front of them in amazement.

They never thought that things would develop to this point, but they all knew that if today's matter was spread out, Blue Sky Valley was afraid that it would be ridiculed by immortal cultivators all over the world, and there was a Buddha in Jiulong Temple who corrupted the precepts and rules.

Monk Faye's heart is also turbulent, he knows that Huikong is wrong, but as long as he can kill Wu Nian, even if he is ridiculed by the whole world, what does it matter?

To stop or not to stop? To not kill? Faye hesitated, and he pressed the handle of the chair to force himself not to stand up impulsively.

Just as he hesitated, the head on the red dragon's neck finally grew, and it had only one head at the same time, and eight heads grew at the same time, along with the original head, nine slender heads were roaring in the sky, and the cloudy blood stains were dripping downward.

It was not the blood of the dragons, but the monks. Eventually, some monks couldn't bear it anymore, and blood began to ooze from the corners of their mouths or through their seven orifices.

"Nine-headed Ling Tian!" Huikong shouted viciously.

The other eight heads simultaneously stabbed the sharp horns of their heads towards the top of the head of the golden Buddha, who was stalemate.

The sharp claws of its abdomen also grabbed at his abdomen fiercely, as if they wanted to tear the thoughtless Arhat to pieces.

Faye let out a long sigh, but still didn't stand up after all.

Today's blue sky valley, the face of the Nine Dragons Temple is going to be bigger, although there are no pilgrims in the Nine Dragons Temple today, but this earth-shattering formation will definitely surprise the people under the mountain, and the paper still can't contain the fire after all.

But as long as he can kill Wu Nian, there is still hope for him, and it is not wrong to blame Wu Nian for this incident at that time.

As for Bai Zhining, let her be a funeral companion for Wu Nian!

Wu Nian looked at the dragon horns and claws that swept towards him in all directions, and his face looked extremely solemn.

"Little monk, we will die here today. Bai Zhining looked at Wu Nian seriously.

"No, I'm not going to let you die. Wu Nian slowly smiled weakly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden giant Buddha also roared, and then countless golden lights emerged, turning into thousands of countless hands, which were intertwined and staggered, and pounced on the nine dragon heads and dragon claws!

The Buddha with a Thousand Hands, the reason why it is called a thousand hands, is because it really has a thousand hands.

But the hands were not hard, and they were quickly crushed by the claws, only to be swung again.

Successive successions have slowed down Kowloon.

"I'll go back as soon as I go. Wu Nian turned his head and gave Bai Zhining a reassuring smile.

It's just that his smile is extremely reluctant, and his lips don't know when they become pale and chapped.

These thousand hands made him consume too much true qi.

Wunian jumped up in the air and flew in front of Huikong, looking at his hideous and terrifying face.

"It's really pitiful, I didn't get into the Buddha, but I got into the devil first. Wu Nian sighed softly.

But it was just a sound, and after a sound, he waved a palm out of thin air, simple and unpretentious

One palm is Shaolin's Arhat palm, and it is also the simplest palm.

But it is this palm that washes away the lead, returns to the basics, and can see the truth.

There are many people who have lost their hearts in pursuit of greater power, more precious mental methods and weapons, and they do not know that the simplest is often the most powerful.

"Wake up!" Wu Nian snorted softly.

He slapped Huikong's bore with one palm, just as he slapped Luo Song's mouth with one palm in Qixian City.

It's just that the first palm is to relieve Luo Song's sorrows, and the latter palm is to get out of Huikong's inner demons.

A monk also has demons because he is also human. Just like Huikong, his inner demon is Wunian, which is better than him, and his Taoism is higher than his.

Because of jealousy, so hate, because of hatred, so jealousy, and so on, finally fell into a knot that I couldn't get out of.