The sound of Buddha was pervasive, and for a moment, Liu Boqin felt as if he was in the Buddha domain, and every ordinary figure was a will. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhether it is a dignitary or a peddler's pawn, as long as he has a trace of faith in the Buddha, there is a mark that emerges, and at this moment, Liu Boqin is facing not only the impact of the Buddha's qi, but also the will of all beings to unite together.

Although there is nothing extraordinary about each color figure, but looking at the world from different angles, the feelings obtained are naturally different, and the will condensed in this different realm is naturally different, and these different wills are condensed, which can be said to be inclusive of everything, even the Fa Ming at this time is also affected by these wills, and the Fa Ming who can trigger a trace of the image of Mount Meru can exert a magical power that even he can't control, all this I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!

"Knock knock!" Suddenly, Liu Boqin knew that the crystal Dao bell in the sea was constantly vibrating, and a sound resounded in Liu Boqin's heart, and in an instant, this crystal Dao sound turned into clear flowing water to wash the will of all beings that constantly impacted Liu Boqin's heart.

At the same time, the chanting sword sounded, black and white colors intertwined, with the will sword that cut off the shackles of the mind and the will to destroy, with the sound of the bell also stirred at this time, with the spread of the bell like flowing water, one after another meatballs could not be seen, the crystal sword as small as a hair, emerged from the Fa Ming Will Sword, and began to diffuse in the electric flint, not the one into two, two into four, but in an instant to differentiate thousands of sub-swords, and the crystal clear mother sword is still hanging high, towering in the void of the will soul。

"Whew!" Fa Ming, who was sitting cross-legged, heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the void from the soul seed, this sound could not be heard by the ears, and the naked eye could not see where this sound came from, but with the scream of this sound, the divine sword poked out of the void, and pierced through the figure of reciting Buddhist scriptures and singing Buddha horns in the mouth!

The sound of "poof!" was agitated, and the figure standing on Mount Meru, who was not in the same space as Liu Boqin and Fa Ming, disappeared with the first figure in an instant, and then followed by a figure following closely behind, like the green smoke being swept away by the wind and waves, without the slightest trace.

At this moment, Fa Ming's mind is like a mirror that erases the dust, reflecting everything in it, with the artistic conception of "the body is like a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, don't make dust!", this trace of clarity is the joy of a long drought and a rain for Fa Ming.

But in this world, as if he likes to joke with people, the restoration of the clear Fa Ming is felt in an instant. The incomparably hard Mount Meru wrapped itself in it, at this time it was like a balloon that was pierced, and the strong defensive force suddenly disappeared at this moment, regaining clarity and the joy in the heart disappeared in an instant, and the towering Mount Meru was crushed by the supreme power of the thousand sticks, cracks appeared, and it was about to collapse!

All this, said too late and so fast, everything happened only in the lightning, in the eyes of mortals, the blink of an eye is very short, and the amusement has no effect.

But for all kinds of monks, time is the most worthless, but also the most precious, sometimes a retreat is the vicissitudes of life, and a short time in the eyes of Liu Boqin and others, especially in the battle, can change everything in an instant, which is also the difference between mortals and monks.

The world of mortals and monks has never been in the same world, how can dragons and ants intersect, and even if there are, how can dragons notice the existence of a speck of dust.

"Boom!" In the electric light and flint, the power in Liu Boqin's body was surging like a boiling torrent, and the arm that was holding the whole body of the pitch-black Qianjun stick suddenly trembled, and in an instant, the power on the Qianjun stick surged, and with an explosion, the towering Phantom of Mount Meru suddenly collapsed, and the three-foot-high Lei Feng Pagoda was revealed!

With the collapse of Mount Meru, Liu Boqin stepped out like lightning, and the Qianjun stick in his hand picked up, drawing a pitch-black arc, rolling the wind and waves, with a grand scream, and smashed down again!

In the electric light and flint, Fa Ming even forgot the Buddha name, the slender ten fingers flicked, the mysterious handprints were played, and the Leifeng Pagoda where the Buddha's light rose, hung down the Dao Xuan Huang Horse Practice, turned into a crystal clear giant bell to envelop Fa Ming.

"Immovable seal! If it is immovable Ming King's seat, he should retreat, but how can you not stop me from this immovable seal, look at the fight!" Liu Boqin, who was dancing with a thousand sticks, let out a long roar from his mouth, and the thousand jun sticks suddenly fell like lightning!

"Boom!" A thunder sounded in the sky, holding Fa Ming, who was holding the immovable seal, his heart fluctuated, and the root of the immovable seal suddenly broke itself, and the towering crystal giant bell made a grand bell under the blow of the Qianjun stick, and suddenly turned into a Taoist yellow horse, as for Fa Ming, he had turned into a meteor, dragging a long flame tail in the air, flying towards the sky.

In the sky, holding a thousand jun sticks, the purple magic patterns on the pitch-black armor were glowing with a strange light, at this time, Liu Boqin was shrouded in sunlight, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a divine light appeared in his eyes, looking at the place where Fa Ming's figure disappeared, he did not have the slightest intention of chasing after him, but was sure in his heart that Fa Ming would come back.

There is a way to escape the monk, can not escape the temple, at this time Fa Ming is like this, this Jinshan Temple is the foundation of Fa Ming, as a disciple of Buddhism Fa Ming naturally did not abandon the Jinshan Temple, the meaning of fleeing alone.

What's more, Liu Boqin knew in his heart that his stick did not hit Fa Ming hard, and Fa Ming, who was shrouded by the crystal giant bell, if the meteor gallop could sweep himself out of the huge force to alleviate it, even if the crystal giant bell disintegrated, he would only be slightly injured.

"Boom!" Just as Liu Boqin stood quietly in the air, a golden streamer galloped from the sky, surging power tore at everything in front of him, and let out a sharp scream, as if he wanted to tear the sky apart.

The next moment, this galloping streamer stopped in front of Liu Boqin, the golden Buddha light rose, Fa Ming's figure came into Liu Boqin's eyes, at this time, Fa Ming, who looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, could not see the slightest breath of compassion on his face, some were just ordinary cold and cold, but the eyes that were originally glowing with the light of wisdom showed the opposite expression of the incomparably cold face, and the angry flames were burning, if Fa Ming had cultivated to kill the enemy with his eyes, Liu Boqin had been cut by a thousand knives at this moment, which showed the anger in Fa Ming's heart at this moment。