In the direction of the main hall, the statue of the king sitting on the ground is as bright as gild, and in the continuous sound of "click, click, click", he stood up from the Buddha platform little by little.

The dust mixed with stone powder and incense ash on his body kept falling, and his body became taller and taller, almost reaching the glass cup above the main hall.

Perhaps because of Zhao Long's return to the power of the Ming King, he alarmed the Ming King who did not know where he was, and this Ming King shaped his body and finally descended on the incarnation of the Ming King.

"Dong ......", "Dong ......", "Dong ......", "Dong ......" ......

King Ming made a heavy footstep sound, walked towards the outside of the hall, and slowly bent over the threshold.

The robe that originally formed part of the hard statue on the body gradually became soft at this moment, like a real huge garment, and the more you walked, the clay sculpture of the whole Ming Wang incarnation became smaller and smaller, but became more like a golden ancient Buddha.

At this moment, this ancient Buddha is more than two feet tall, although it is still much smaller than Lu Shanjun's demon body, but it is definitely a behemoth, and the more important thing is that the Dharma light wheel behind him is shining, surrounded by Buddha sounds and scriptures, and it is a good look of treasure and solemn Dharma.

Lu Shanjun stabilized his figure, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Long still ignoring the power of the Ming King in his body, and looked at the approaching ancient Buddha with a sneer.

"The incarnation of the Buddha Gate Ming King?"

The golden-bodied ancient Buddha stepped over the courtyard wall and stood on the square, his eyes also swept over Zhao Long before looking at Lu Shanjun.

"Good, know what a wonderful Dharma I am, practice immeasurable Zen!"

The ancient Buddha's hands were slowly put together, and the next moment, there was no superfluous words at all, his right palm suddenly slapped, and the golden giant palm gathered the method of Zhenshan, in the eyes of Lu Shanjun, it was like a big mountain pressing down, and there was a sense of inescapability.

"Roar————

Lu Shanjun roared sharply, and the demon flames on his body suddenly rose, as if an infinite fire had ignited, occupying half of the square of the temple, and above the claws, there was even more black wind entangled in the demonic energy.

Brush......

A huge claw light swept into the wind.

"Boom ......"

There was a thunderclap on the ground, King Ming took a step back after incarnating, and Lu Shanjun directly clawed his limbs on the ground and kept sliding backwards, and the square of Daming Temple was caught all the way out of deep ravines.

The sound of the ancient Buddha's mantra exploded.

"Hmmm...... Well...... This...... Trumpet...... Cat’s meow...... Hum ......"

Every word fell, there was an infinite flash of golden light, and a round of light rippled away, sweeping the entire Daming Temple, several peaks of the small amount of mountains, and at the same time, every mantra sounded, there was a golden giant palm as if there was nothing to do, and the space distance towards Lu Shanjun fell.

"Boom ......", "Boom ......", "Boom ......", "Boom ......", "Boom ......", "Boom ......"

After six blows, Lu Shanjun's huge demon body had already flown upside down and left the mountain where Daming Temple was located, and smashed heavily on the mountainside hundreds of zhang away with a "boom".

Trees broke off on the mountain, rocks collapsed, and the loud noise was deafening, and the surrounding smoke and dust were billowing out.

'Just the incarnation of King Ming, so powerful?'

Lu Shanjun was shocked, he had already been injured a little by the few blows just now, and he felt a faint pain in his body and bones, with his current cultivation, some small problems would not have any impact at all, at most they would be painful for a while, and they would not continue to ache, so it would be tricky to be sure that it would be tricky to keep hitting hard.

But this ancient Buddha is not as breezy as it seems, at least there are several claw marks on the robe on his chest, revealing the golden skin inside, and this skin is not intact, although the broken skin is very shallow, but it also reveals the plaster of the statue inside.

This made Lu Shanjun understand that although this golden-bodied ancient Buddha looks like a person now, it is not the real Ming Wang's prosidy, and it is essentially a clay sculpture, which can be broken.

The demonic aura on the mountainside became more and more vigorous, and the infinite demon flame re-rendered half of the sky, forming a virtual image of a strange beast, as if a huge demon beast was lying on the opposite peaks.

"Sitting on the Ming King Buddha, Zhao Long and I have already made an agreement, today I have cause and effect with him, and this matter has nothing to do with Buddhism. Moreover, passing on the power of his Ming King, can the senior monks of Daming Temple ask Zhao Long's wishes?

Lu Shanjun roared throughout the small amount of mountains, and the rumbling tail sounded on the mountain, and the woodcutters in the distance in the mountains thought that a thunderstorm was about to start.

The ancient Buddha's light wheel was bright, and his eyes skimmed over the demon flame phantom above the peaks, swept to the mountainside in the distance, and looked directly at the demon body.

The six palms just now only have the feeling of force in the first two palms, and the next four palms are all hit on the demon flame and the wind, this demon wind has reached the point of being supernatural, and it shows all kinds of other miracles.

And the tiger body has long faces, ears and sideburns, not a god but a majestic appearance, it seems to be reasonable and arrogant, and the tail sweep behind him will bring up a phantom and it seems that there will be signs of multiple tails.

It's already a strange beast that has never been seen before, if it can really cultivate multiple tails, I'm afraid it will be a great demon in the future, and it is not advisable to slowly consume it, and it needs to be suppressed by thunder means.

"The Dharma is boundless, the Dharma is immeasurable......"

The sound of the mighty Buddha sounded, the ancient Buddha closed his eyes, the sky one by one the Dharma light wheels converged downward, the golden light on the ancient Buddha's body became more and more prosperous, and pieces of colored light appeared from the sky, rendering the clouds in the sky into colorful colors, and the layers of clouds also showed changes, forming the appearance of the Ming King.

"The ambition of emptiness, sitting on the ground, the king of the earth, the Dharma is called, not remembering all the Dharma, it is called meditation, knowing that the mind is empty, and it is called seeing the Buddha......"

This Buddha sound is not a slow little sound, but it is as if there are multiple Buddha sounds of the same voice, and the infinite Dharma scriptures resound in a short period of time.

The colorful clouds kept changing in the sound of the Buddha, and at the same time slowly descended, and finally turned into gold when they converged and approached the Daming Temple, and actually converged towards the golden body of the ancient Buddha.

The original incarnation of the Ming King suddenly rose up and became bigger again, but the Buddha body slowly sat down cross-legged at this moment, and at the same moment, the Buddha was prosperous.

Lu Shanjun's pressure increased greatly, and he felt that the momentum of the Ming King incarnation in front of him continued to rise, if he felt that he was a powerful and tricky opponent just now, then at this moment it was already a little difficult to parry.

'This sitting king wants to kill me!?'

This thought just came to mind, and the king who sat on the ground opened his eyes and drank violently.

"You wicked, you will surely be ruined in the future for the world, and you will not be left behind! ...... town!"

With the exit of the word "town", the ancient Buddha did not move at all, but Lu Shanjun suddenly felt the pressure on his limbs increase sharply, and there was a crushing situation.

But after the demon body shook a little, it was not directly pressed to the ground as the ancient Buddha wished, and the golden phantom of a mountain on his body appeared, which only made the demon body tremble but could not suppress it.

Lu Shanjun gathered his strength, spread his body and raised his head.

"An incarnation of the Ming King, you still think that you are really boundless in the Dharma?"

With a roar, Lu Shanjun's demon body erupted, and he suddenly stretched out the mountain above his head and jumped away.

The ancient Buddha spoke again: "Mountain!"

The sound of the word "mountain" fell, and the phantom of the mountain seemed to turn into substance, and the overwhelming pressure poured down, and the demon flame phantom on several mountain peaks were shattered, and with a "boom", Lu Shanjun was heavily pressed back in mid-air.

Don't look at the ancient Buddha if it is easy, but in fact, it has already used the strongest means that this incarnation can use, once the four mantras of "Zhenshan and Demon Suppression" all fall, the power of this incarnation of the Ming King will be exhausted, but although this strange beast monster is strong, the Ming King who sits on the ground is also sure to suppress it, at least it can be seriously injured and pressed under a small amount of mountain, and then the monks of Daming Temple can also kill it.

"Roar...... Roar......"

Lu Shanjun was furious, the most uncomfortable thing was that his demonic power was pressed when it was about to be used, and he couldn't use all his strength at all, so it would be too embarrassing to go on like this.

Just when I was about to fight hard.

Brush ~ Brush ~

Two yellow streamers with powder brilliance flashed past Lu Shanjun's side.

The two golden armor wrestlers manifested, and the body rose from the ground and continued to expand, which was much larger than the conventional state of the golden armor wrestler used in the original calculation.

"Bang~" "Bang~"

There were two loud noises, and the wrestlers held up the phantom of the mountain in the sky with four hands.

"Rumble Rumble Rumble......"

The entire small amount of mountain was trembling, and the arms and legs of the two golden armor wrestlers were bent, but in the next few breaths, the yellow scarves on their bodies fluttered, and Lu Shanjun also rose up to stand up again, and the golden armor wrestlers also slowly stood up straight, legs and arms straightened.

For a while, the pressure on Lu Shanjun's body plummeted, and the demonic power all over his body erupted, and more importantly, a strong sense of excitement rose in his heart.

Even if it is the first time to see the Yellow Turban Lux, but such an iconic god general, how could Lu Shanjun, who had heard Hu Yun say it many times, not recognize it.

'The Golden Armor Lux is a protector god created by the teacher's spell, and the teacher is nearby!'

On the square of Daming Temple, the eyes of the King of Ming on the ground burst into fine light, staring at Lu Shanjun in the distance and the two huge gold-armored wrestlers beside him, and then raised his eyes slightly, and saw a person in a white shirt standing on the clouds and looking at him.

There were no words, and after a few breaths, the sound of the ancient Buddha rose.

"Drop!"

The Buddha's light rampantly turned the huge mountain from the virtual to the real, and pressed down towards Lu Shanjun and the two golden armor wrestlers, and the ridge over there continued to crack, and the entire mountain peak was sinking and even collapsing.

"Demon!"

The last word of the mantra Buddha sound fell, and the Buddha Guang Mountain manifested the color of the landscape, as if turning the virtual into reality.

Just the same moment.

"Zheng ......"

The sonorous and sharp sound of the sword overshadowed all the scriptures and roars for a brief moment, and a snow-bright silver light also overshadowed all the demon flames and Buddha light in a fleeting moment.

The Qingteng Sword almost slashed with all its strength, and the sword light instantly slashed across the mountain peaks.

"Click, click, click......"

The Demon Suppression Mountain tore a thin crack from the bottom to the top, and it was constantly expanding, and the endless Buddha light on it had also been cut off.

The yellow light flashed on the two golden armor wrestlers.

"Drink ~~~" "Drink ~~~"

With a rough roar, they pushed the half of the mountain away, and then their right arms disappeared in a blur, and they appeared again with their fists touching the bottom of the mountain.

"Boom ......" "Boom ......"

The demon suppression mountain had already been cut off by the fairy sword, and at this moment, it was shattered by a blow from two wrestlers.

Woo...... Woo......

The infinite remnants of the Buddha's light turned into an impact, with a strong wind swept around, the trees in the mountains swayed and flew sand and stones, and all the monks on this side of Daming Temple lowered their bodies or turned their backs or covered their faces to block the raging wind and sand.

The ancient Buddha's palms also bounced off at the moment when the mountain peak was shattered, and his body was slightly tilted.

Ji Yuan stepped on the clouds and fell, standing on the square of Daming Temple, looking at the huge incarnation of King Ming from less than ten zhang, looking at it with the eyes of the law, the clay sculpture on the ancient Buddha could no longer hold it.

Just now, after all, it was waiting for the incarnation of the Ming King to pour all the Dharma into that mountain, and it was better to destroy it than to attack the ancient Buddha directly.

"This Ming King, you don't care about this matter, right?"

The ancient Buddha looked at the small Mr. in the white shirt in front of him, looking like a mortal, but under the surface, he could also see the kind of dust and sand close to the body and purify itself, and the breath flowed through the clear and clear miracle.

"Your Majesty is also a Taoist true cultivator, such a monster steps on my Buddhist temple and wants to eat my monk, if you don't help, it's just fine, why do you want to help him?"

Ji Yuan shook his head and said.

"You have your thoughts, I have my reasoning, that is, Monk Jueming also has his own choice, Lu Shanjun is indeed a little offended, I will apologize to King Ming on his behalf, but I still say that, King Ming will leave this matter alone. ”

Ji Yuan's voice paused, and then said.

"King Ming is the supreme fruit of Buddhism, and today's right and wrong should be clear, so there is no need to say more. The Dharma is boundless, the Dharma is immeasurable, but the incarnation of King Ming still can't bear this immeasurable Dharma after all, so the incarnation should disperse. ”

The ancient Buddha was silent for a moment, then put his palms together again, and looked down at Ji Yuan while performing the Buddha salute.

"Your Majesty's wonderful law is immeasurable, you are here, I hope that the monks of Daming Temple are safe. ”

Ji Yuan smiled at this time and bowed back to the king who was sitting on the ground.

"King Ming, be safe, even if I am not here, the monks of Daming Temple will be fine. ”

The ancient Buddha glanced at the monster with a surprised look on the tiger's face, and it turned out that this demon had been ignited.

"Good ......"

The vast sound fell, and the ancient Buddha incarnation of the sitting king could no longer support it, and began to lose its luster from below, turned into a clay sculpture again, and began to collapse a little bit upwards.

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