After the dead Luo Chengyu was reborn, Rama recited the scriptures and turned into black chains, surrounding Luo Chengyu's body, trapping him in it.

Luo Chengyu shouted loudly, endured the severe pain in his body, and used his spiritual power to attack the chain, but unfortunately it was useless.

Said: "Let's go!" The three girls hugged it, and the sleeping one couldn't die, so she ran away as fast as she could.

Suddenly, in the sky, a dark magic light descended, blocking the way of the three girls, Rama, Luo Yan, with a serious face, sitting cross-legged, with the demon Buddha statue on his shoulder.

Said: "Amitabha, the three female donors, put down the baby in their hands and leave on their own." ”

Qingyan said: "The law of the Buddha's way, the Buddha's practice, is not supposed to be to cross the world into suffering, but you are here to commit murder, there is no Buddha in your heart, you are the devil." ”

Luo Yan, with a strong voice, said: "We are not demons, we are just insisting on what we think in our hearts, the Tao in our hearts." ”

Light smoke, secretly guessing, the two are Buddhist cultivators, if they use the Buddhist scriptures to cross the world, can they be crossed?

He said, "The child can give it to you, but can you test the Dharma with me?"

Rama, with a delicate face, flashed a disdainful smile, and said, "A mere brother who cultivates ghosts, he actually dares to test the Dharma with us." ”

The light smoke stimulated the two of them, and said: "Don't dare to say it directly, why bother with it." ”

Luo Yan said, "Senior brother, snatch the child and go back to Shura Polar Night, why bother competing with her?"

Rama said angrily: "Even a ghost cultivator looks down on the Dharma we cultivate, and I don't allow it." ”

The statue of the demon Buddha, the body is scattered, Rama sits cross-legged on the ground, his expression is serious, and the scriptures are golden yellow, wanting to cross the world in suffering.

Luo Yan, looking at Rama like this, knew that the senior brother was moved by the true character, the holy Buddha scriptures, the holy land of the heavenly Buddha, the authentic Dharma, and the Buddha's preaching of the Buddha's Sutra of the Passing World.

The scriptures are like a pure heart divine comedy, persuading people to be kind, putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, abandoning the seven emotions and six desires, and often accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green light.

Light smoke also sits cross-legged, running the Buddhist scriptures of the world, the first heavy day, all dusty days.

All the dust is suffering, and to cross the world, you need to enter the world first, experience the hardships of life, all kinds of life, different sufferings, and cross the world with the corresponding method of resolution.

If people are ruthless, everything in the world is spiritless, enter the Buddha's door, know the rules and precepts, but the Buddha is in the heart, ruthlessness is no way, and there is no true Buddha's meaning.

Two scriptures of different wills, corroborating each other, communicating with each other, Rama's smooth head, sweat dripping, and being pulled step by step by the light smoke of the Dharma.

Luo Yan was shocked and said, "How is this possible, the inheritor of the Buddha." ”

In order to verify, conjecture in his heart, Luo Yan also sat cross-legged, reciting the holy Buddha scriptures, and fighting against Rama, the will of the Buddhist scriptures of light smoke.

Feng Biying, holding Mo Lianyu, breathed and recuperated on the side, and said with a smile: "There is going to be light smoke left, and these two monks are not opponents." ”

Mo Lianyu was weak and said: "The Buddhism of light smoke is the same as that of Han Qiusheng, and I can't imagine that he is actually the inheritor of the Buddha." ”

With the dialogue between the two, the competition of the Buddhist scriptures of the three people has also entered a hot stage.

The way of Buddhism is not all-encompassing, but the Buddhist scriptures of the world are extremely perfect from all aspects and are deduced to the extreme.

The holy Buddha scriptures, but it is the holy land of the heavenly Buddha, several holy Buddhas, the Buddha chanted the scriptures, and studied it by themselves, and many avenues in its law are the same, but the paths are different.

The Buddhist scriptures of the world, the scriptures are like thousands of high mountains, straight to the sky, the holy Buddha scriptures, but only halfway up the mountainside, the gap between the trails is too much, it is difficult to make up.

Rama, Rayan, sweating profusely and with a spiritual will, was taken to a mortal world to look at suffering beings.

The two wanted to cross the river but found that even if the world shaved their cultivation, they still had an obsession in their hearts that they couldn't get rid of.

Light smoke is dressed in a purple and gold robe, the golden light is shining, and the Buddha's aura is immense, such as the Buddha in the world.

Looking at the two of them, he said, "How do you resolve it? If you don't enter the sentient beings, you don't know the hardships, but only when you enter the sentient beings, can you resolve it." ”

The two shook their heads and sighed, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said: "We were wrong, the faith we adhered to is just a small Daoer, seeking Buddha, preaching to the two of us, the supreme Buddha's way." ”

The scriptures disappeared, the world of artistic conception collapsed, and the three of them opened their eyes at the same time, Rama and Luo Yan looked at each other and said, "We are all wrong." ”

Rama stood up, clasped his fists and bowed, and said, "Go away, the donor is fine, what we should face is still what we have to face." ”

Luo Yan pleaded: "Girl, can you leave a trace of the true meaning of the Buddhist scriptures, I will bring them back to the holy land of the Heavenly Buddha, so that all the holy monks have a hope, the Buddha has not abandoned us." ”

Qingyan said: "This Dharma belongs to Brother Han, and I have the right to call the shots, but as long as you two are willing to help, he will preach to you." ”

After thinking about it, the two of them guessed that Han Qiusheng, who was fighting with Shura Polar Night, had a swastika demon seal that they had cast before, and the two of them were a little shaken, whether they wanted to help.

But because of the danger of the Holy Land of the Heavenly Buddha, the two people who were puzzled did not dare to let go, and now they have seen it, and the Buddhist scriptures of the world, the two decided to fight for the Holy Land of the Heavenly Buddha, a hope, a possibility.

The waterfall and cold pool, the splashing of water, the four figures, the fight is inseparable, Shura Jiye, smiled: "Haha, I guess Rama, Luo Yan has already succeeded, and is on the way back, pitiful! ”

Han Qiusheng, not because of Shura's words in the polar night, anger made him lose his mind.

Fingers and swords, the attack is swift and fierce, and the hands are combined, a twenty-meter-tall ancient tree, exuding the meaning of extinction.

"Destroy the ancient tree." "The ancient trees are shattered, turned into thousands, lives are extinguished, and the double sword intent is double.

Shura Polar Night, from the storage ring, took out a red blood war spear, shot out a blood-red magic light, stabbed at Han Qiusheng, and ignored it, thousands of sword intent.

Han Qiusheng, I have to admire, Shura Polar Night, I want to exchange injuries for injuries, my hands are sealed, and my sword intent is one.

Holding the Cold Light Xuanying Sword, combined with the ten-zhang sword intent, they slashed down angrily.

Shura Polar Night, shot from the red blood battle spear, blood red magic light, energy suddenly increased, crawled out of several Shura demons, stretched out blood red demon hand, grabbed the sword intent of Shizhang.

The two strong energies collided, and a circular energy area spread outward, and the water surface was compressed, creating a semicircular depression area.

Xuan Yu, Murong Jie, tacitly did not make a move, leaving the water, Xuan Yu saw that he was trapped by jet black chains, Luo Chengyu, and said secretly: "It's not good." ”

Breaking the chains, Luo Chengyu anxiously grabbed Xuanyu's arm, and said, "Go and save them, those two monks are not good things." ”

At this moment, the three daughters returned, Rama, Luo Yan, followed behind, Xuan Yu looked at the expressions of several people, it was not like they were forced, they didn't do anything, they asked about the situation first.

Said: "Two, what does this mean?" Luo Chengyu watched the three girls hurriedly rush up and start beating Rama, Luo Yan.

Mo Lianyu said, "Senior brother, they are friends now, not enemies. ”

Luo Chengyu stopped, listened to Mo Lianyu's explanation, and said, "Then hurry up and help, Han Qiusheng." ”

Xuan Yu looked towards the bottom of the waterhole and said, "You don't need to help, it will only get more and more chaotic." ”

Murong Jie, who was not far away, looked at Luo Mo and Luo Yan who were standing beside several people, and said, "You two, can you think about the ending of the Heavenly Buddha Holy Land?"

Rama said, "There is a Buddha in our hearts, and there are holy places there, and the holy Buddha will understand us." ”

The waterfall and cold pool, completely exploded, the mountains and rocks rolled down, the cold autumn was born, and the Shura polar night was born, each in the opposite direction, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

Han Qiusheng was killing with a sword, and Shura Jiye clenched the war spear in his hand and faced Han Qiusheng.

The two figures, criss-crossed, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of weapons colliding was endless.

Murong Jie said, "Polar Night, let's go, we don't have anything left." ”

Shura Polar Night, deaf to deaf ears, boasted that he had never been worse than the inheritor to go there.

He was not convinced, he was pressed by the two inheritors, and he could only be the third disciple of the emperor, he wanted to prove that he could defeat the inheritor.

Shura is demonic, furious and manic, like a hideous beast, with the spiritual power of all things, creating life, soft and quiet.

Shura Polar Night, releasing soul power, a wisp of white smoke in the center of his eyebrows, materializing, and a white shadow exactly like Shura Polar Night appeared.

The white shadow was divided into hundreds, ignoring the spiritual power barrier, from all directions, wanting to invade Han Qiusheng's body.

Han Qiusheng, a wisp of white smoke floated out from the center of his eyebrows, which was also substantial, exactly the same white shadow, with the intention of extinction, guarding all directions.

Shura Polar Night, a mouthful of spiritual blood spit out, his breath weakened, his hands were sealed, and he said: "Take spiritual blood as the guide, take soul power as the mainstay, and show your courage." ”

Spiritual blood, fused with a wisp of soul power, flows into the Polar Night, hundreds of limbs, roaring air, clear muscle lines, and powerful physical power, so that the spirit body wants to avoid its edge.

On the waterhole, Rama and Luo Yan's complexion changed, and they said: "The extreme night of Shura has aroused the courage, and the cold donor is in danger. ”

Luo Chengyu said anxiously: "You guys are going to help!"

Xuan Yu said: "The same Tianjiao duel, it is disrespectful for us to interfere, Brother Han, wait and see what happens." ”

Luo Chengyu looked at Mo Lianyu and said, "Senior sister?" Mo Lianyu clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and silently prayed for Han Qiusheng.

Said: "Senior brother, let him go, if you help, Qiusheng will blame us, I believe he will not be defeated." ”

Luo Chengyu, looking at Han Qiusheng, who was fearless and looked at death as home, suddenly understood a lot, and his mood changed.

Secretly said: "Yes, the monks don't dare to fight, they don't dare to fight, what is the point of cultivation. ”

Han Qiusheng, looking at the Shura Polar Night, the blood-red body, the breath is terrifying, the five elements battle body, running to the extreme, the power of the five elements, in all parts of the body, flow and transformation.

Treading the waves, borrowing the softness of the water, the sharpness of the gold, a punch blasted out, Shura Jiye felt, the majestic power of the flesh, a punch blasted out.

Before the fist arrived, the strength of the air wave pressed the water surface, and in the concave area, the water flow was forcibly separated, and it did not dare to converge together.