Chapter 182: Thousand Years of Hate
When the Evil Buddha turned the direction of the black spear, Wu Yan already knew what he was going to do. But the distance was too far, and Wuyan could only fly forward with hatred. However, the momentary clarity of the evil Buddha gave him time.
As the hundred and ten monks of Langa Monastery were about to close their eyes in despair and wait for death, endless golden light filled their half-miden eyes.
The dozens of black spears in between, when they shot at that golden light, they all dissipated in an instant. The monks let out a sigh of relief, and their hearts were full of gratitude for Wuyan. At a critical time, the ancestors in their own sect did not watch them die, what could be more grateful.
The black spear dissipated, and the golden light dissipated.
The tall and broad figure of the faceless appeared and filled the heavens and the earth, like a great Buddha guarding his world. In front of his hands was the enchantment that surrounded the entire Langa Temple and the seal behind him, and it was through the fusion of his own strength and the power of the enchantment that he had just resisted the attack of the Evil Buddha in all directions.
It's just that on the ** holy body, there is an angry and hideous face. He exuded a cannibalistic gaze and said, "How can you do such an extermination to these juniors!"
"If I'm not mistaken, it's not the first time I've done it, right? Didn't you go back to see the Yuanxin Buddha Domain? You should have returned there!" The evil Buddha's thick and evil voice came out nonchalantly, as if he was doing something insignificant.
When Wuyan heard him say this, the anger that he couldn't suppress suddenly flooded again. He said majestically and hatefully: "The master has become a Buddha ruin, and I have also preached in the thousand-year escape. Now that the division is gone, I don't want to rebuild it. Let me take your soul to commemorate that thousand-year-old hatred!"
As soon as the voiceless voice fell, the immeasurable Buddha light appeared on the surface of the body again, and in the immeasurable Buddha light, two figures stood up to the sky and the earth, shining with shimmering light.
It was a five-clawed golden dragon that was more than 100,000 meters long and a huge divine elephant holding six long tusks, under the control of Wu Yan, the 30,000-meter-high divine elephant rushed towards the evil Buddha like a heaven and earth tank, and the divine dragon was wound around the divine elephant and shot fiercely, ready to give the evil Buddha the most powerful blow at any time.
"Yes, it's a bit of a growth, and the mourning dog has not been done in vain for so many years. The Evil Buddha's language was frivolous and mocking, but his body kept retreating, and he also knew that this move was not easy to accept.
At the same time as the evil Buddha retreated, his body was also swirled with black light, and a dragon and an elephant also came out of it, and it was only bigger than the shameless one!
Shameless and heavy-faced, the reason why the sea has not been found for revenge for so many years is because he clearly knows that there is still a huge gap between himself and the other party.
But his purpose had been achieved, and he could no longer let the evil Buddha be in the sky above Langa Monastery. The only way to expelle and exterminate this unprincipled evil thing is to expel and destroy it.
The golden elephant did not hit the Dao Evil Buddha, but the Evil Buddha had been forced back. In the eyes of the monks of Langa Monastery, the four divine beasts were constantly invading. The powerful explosions and shockwaves that resulted from it melted all the endless snowflakes, and instead of snow falling in the sky, endless rain washed over the land.
It's like that irreparable catastrophe a thousand years ago. The difference is that the Buddha who used to be the center of the circle, that is, the faceless master, was still devoured by evil with the blessing of countless monks. And now it's Wuyan fighting with his demonized master, although the situation is different, but it is also heart-wrenching.
"Does the master have a chance of winning?" asked many people in the Langa Monastery, including the tsunami and the coast, all of which showed unprecedented panic.
"Anyway, the moment we stepped into Langa Temple, we already knew our end. So, what is there to be afraid of and reluctant to give up now? We have nothing to do in the battle today, but we can pray for our ancestors. Just like when I resisted the demon seal before. Haihui's calm and gentle words spread in Langa Temple, and in an instant, those who heard it suddenly realized.
Since life and death have long been put aside, what is there to think about. That boundless fear must not be my true heart, and the natural manifestation of the evil of that hand invading my heart.
For a while, bursts of scriptures sounded in Langa Temple, just like the scene in the center of the Buddha domain thousands of years ago. Wuyan and the evil Buddha had already moved away from the sky above the Langa Temple, and the endless snowflakes fell down again, dyeing the figures who were chanting and praying into holy white.
If it weren't for the fact that the two people in the distance were still exerting their world-shaking might, this would be a heavenly scene!
In the distance, Wuyan was cautiously dealing with the evil Buddha. With the same technique, he had already fallen behind, and the golden dragon and the six-toothed golden elephant were like freshly poured them, and there was no complete place in their bodies, and they were full of potholes.
Suddenly, the beginning began to come and go, and the sound of the scriptures came like a flood of bells. Wuyan felt that his tired body was full of strength for a moment, and the golden light on his body became more and more abundant.
He suddenly looked back, the Langa Temple that he was protecting had been surrounded by wind and snow, and looming, golden Buddhist texts floated out. The corners of his eyes moistened slightly, reminiscent of the scene when he sneaked back to the Yuanxin Temple group thousands of years ago. At that time, countless doormen were sitting cross-legged on the ground, all lifeless.
"It was like that a thousand years ago, right?" Shameless muttered softly like a dream.
No matter how good the memories are, after all, the biggest problem is how to solve the problems in front of us.
"Ah......h
I saw that surrounded by wind and snow, the already scarred dragon seemed to shake the void and rushed towards the evil Buddha. They really didn't want to die, they didn't care about the attacks of the black dragon and the black elephant, and went straight to the evil Buddha. After approaching, the golden dragon wrapped around the evil Buddha and left, and the golden elephant attacked hard in front.
The evil Buddha was shocked by the faceless operation, although the magic was composed of energy, but it was controlled by the mind, just like his own doppelganger. Such a desperate way of playing, is it going to end together?
Although the evil Buddha was shocked, he also dealt with it calmly. He directly dissipated the previous spell, and then controlled the black qi formed by the black dragon and the black elephant to form a hideous set of blood-black armor on his body. I saw that the armor released a black light curtain barrier tens of meters thick to block the golden dragon, but his hands were hard to grab forward.
In an instant, both the golden dragon and the golden elephant were controlled by the evil Buddha, and he showed a mocking smile, and said in a soft voice: "That's all you can do? If that's it, you can't protect anything!" After speaking, he didn't forget to cast his evil gaze in the direction of Langa Temple, the meaning of which was self-evident.
The anger on Wuyan's face disappeared, and a smile hung up, and You Zi said: "You came at the right time today, and now I have finally made up my mind." Master, you won't blame me, will you?"
Wuyan had never called the Evil Buddha like that, after his expression changed and the voice came out, the Evil Buddha unconsciously stared at his eyes, and he couldn't guess Wuyan's thoughts.