Fa Ming's eyes were burning with anger, and the three-foot-tall Lei Feng Pagoda was dragged in his palm at this time, and the light of the Taoist Buddha rose, and the withered yellow monk's robe had a little dazzling blood stains at this time, as if it was still so conspicuous even if it was mottled by the passage of time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Fu Demon!" The sun shrouded, the light of the Dao Buddha rose, and in the reflection of the two, Fa Ming suddenly let out a roar. The body wrapped in the withered yellow monk's robe suddenly rose a few inches at this moment, this was not due to supernatural powers, but a sign that the mana in the body was surging to a boil.

"Boom!" With Fa Ming's roar, suddenly the Buddha light of the Leifeng Pagoda held up in his palm boiled, the phantom of the Buddha appeared, and the sound of the Buddha spread in an instant, and the three-foot pagoda suddenly turned into a giant tower more than ten zhang high in front of Liu Boqin, and the Dao energy was also constantly stirring at this time, making a roar!

At the same time, Fa Ming's ten fingers danced, and another mysterious handprint was played, and the next round of handprints turned into a crystal clear golden lotus, and each petal was filled with a trace of the world's qi, even if this silk qiji was very meager, but the exchange rate was together. There is also the Buddhist scripture "one flower, one world, one leaf Bodhi." The charm made Liu Boqin at this moment couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"Good cultivation for ......" Before Liu Boqin finished speaking, the golden lotus flower had already submerged into the towering Lei Feng Pagoda, and in an instant, an incomparably grand suction force swept away, and even the clouds in the sky collapsed under this suction force.

At the same time, the rolling river water was also pulled by this magnificent force, and several thick waters with a diameter of more than one meter rose from the ground and went straight into the clouds, which shows how grand this force is.

The clouds that were affected in the distance, the rivers were all like this, and the targeted Liu Boqin was so powerful at this time, his original figure standing in the air was like an island in the ocean, no matter how much storm he withdrew, he did not shake in the slightest, but at this moment it seemed to shake the foundation, the incomparable power turned into an invisible chain, binding Liu Boqin's power, and the next moment he was swept into the Leifeng Pagoda and disappeared.

"Amitabha!" Seeing Liu Boqin's figure submerged in the Leifeng Tower, Fa Ming's right hand was spread out, his five fingers were slender, and his skin was smoother than that of a baby.

If this scene falls in the eyes of mortals, it will definitely praise the boundless Dharma and the Dharma, which is exactly the answer to that sentence: "The magic is one foot high, and the Tao is one foot high." Although the Taoist Sect is a Buddhist Sect, but the lack of Buddhism is also separated from the Xuanmen, this sentence, although it is not quite correct, but it is also the same reason.

Fa Ming's wide monk's robe swayed slowly, as if the breeze was blowing, and his figure was like a feather gently falling at this time, without setting off the slightest wind and waves, and it had already fallen to the ground with the sky.

It's just that at this moment, the violently surging power on Fa Ming's body has disappeared, and the monk's robe on that body still looks yellow, and he can't see the slightest brilliance, and he looks like a young man, and at this time he has become an old monk again, his face is full of deep wrinkles, and that vitality is like a candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished in the next moment.

But as long as there is a trace of cultivation, everyone knows that all this is just an illusion that is revealed in front of people.

There is a cicada in this world that buries itself deep in the soil for seventeen years, just to be able to get out of the dirt one summer, sing, and show its glorious side.

At this time, Fa Ming also had such a charm, hiding his cultivation as a whole, not caring about his appearance at all, and showing his old and weak body.

This choice is not good or bad, everyone has their own understanding and comprehension of the way and reason, and everyone has a different path, even in the same environment.

For Fa Ming, maybe this is his choice, but for Liu Boqin, he can't do such a choice, and he won't do it, hiding his cultivation is like hiding behind the scenes, without the strength to fight and forge ahead, which is for Liu Boqin's martial arts, it is to forget the foundation, but the way to die.

"Boom!" Just a few steps out of Fa Ming, he wanted to put the Leifeng Pagoda in his palm in its original place, but he didn't want the Leifeng Pagoda in his palm to keep vibrating, expanding and shrinking from time to time, and the rumbling sound came out.

At this time, Liu Boqin in the Leifeng Pagoda, as if standing in a Buddha domain, the Buddha statues on the walls of the pagoda are large and small, at this time, it seems to come to life, the Buddha preached, the Buddha's voice was swirling, but it was like a thunder sound, eroding Liu Boqin's mind, and there were signs of turning him into a Buddhist disciple.

All this, if a Buddhist person steps into this pagoda, it is a supreme opportunity, and he can feel the true meaning of Buddhism, but for Liu Boqin, it is indeed a demon domain.

"Boom!" The pagoda suddenly roared and stirred, Liu Boqin was dressed in a pitch-black battle armor, the purple magic pattern flashed, and the figure stood like a god, the height of an ordinary person had turned into more than ten zhang high at this time, like a small mountain, and the pitch-black Qianjun stick in his palm had turned into the thickness of a bucket at this time, like a column.

"Boom!" In an instant, the Qianjun stick in Liu Boqin's palm danced, and the heavenly pillar swept away, and the Buddha statues revealed in the void suddenly turned into powder under the sweeping of the heavenly pillar-like Qianjun stick, like a crystal golden sand.

But in this stupa is a Buddha domain, the Tao Buddha light rises, a collapse of the Buddha statues, the next moment but from the void of birth, and like the Buddha Nirvana, the new Buddha exudes a greater power, suddenly Liu Boqin seems to be deeply immersed in the quagmire, every direction around the body has a force attack, squeezing his body, to crush Liu Boqin, enslaved.

At this moment, Fa Ming, who was in the outside world, suddenly changed his face, lifted the Leifeng Pagoda with one hand, opened the five fingers with the other hand, turned into iron claws, and pressed the Leifeng Pagoda to death, and the magnificent power in the body poured out, like a torrent, constantly pouring into the Leifeng Pagoda, suppressing Liu Boqin in the pagoda.

Time passed, as the Fa Ming mana surging into the stupa, but did not see the swelling of the stupa has shrunk in the slightest, the grand force gushed out from the stupa, crushing towards the Fa Ming, at this time it is already difficult to ride a tiger, as if holding a mountain, that heavy and unparalleled force crushed, at this moment Fa Ming's ears heard the bones in his body moaning, muscles twisting.