"Want to run?" Li Qingming looked at the golden relics that escaped from Xiao Shijie and smiled coldly, and shook his big hand lightly below.

"Buzz!"

A blue light pierced the sky, and suddenly came to the bottom of the relic.

It was a black glowing gourd, and a golden "Dao" character on the gourd released a circle of strange fluctuations.

"What a weird gourd!" The sturdy monk standing on the side of the monks flashed a different color, staring at the Qiankun gourd that cut off the way of the Gayu Jindan, and muttered.

"Whoosh!"

The lid of the gourd was opened, and the incomparable suction power sprayed out before the relics were reacted, and sucked it in at once.

The next moment, the Qiankun gourd jingled, the heaven and the earth were very quiet, and thousands of monks stared at the black-skinned gourd, and the atmosphere was very tense.

The Great Venerable Jiafu showed the secret sacred art of Buddhism, which was monstrous and overwhelming.

But what about Zuihou's result? Not only was the golden body shattered, but even the relics were put into the spiritual treasure, which couldn't help but surprise everyone.

"Jingle ......"

The relics of the relic, the golden pill of the pardon, rampage through the gourd, making the gourd clang. At the same time, a violent mental fluctuation came out of the gourd: "Damn it, let this seat out!"

"If I lose, will you let me out?" Li Qingming stepped into the air, came to the Qiankun gourd, scooped up the gourd, and said lightly.

"My Buddha will not let you go!" The impact inside the gourd seemed to be more intense.

"You'd better be honest with me, or else. I don't mind turning you into an alchemy!" Li Qingming shook the Qiankun gourd, although his words were plain, but there was a cold murderous intent.

The gourd suddenly calmed down, and under the silent night sky, only the breeze whispered.

"Great Venerable!"

At this moment, the thousands of monks reacted and shouted one after another.

Kaye and Ananda, who were confronting each other with Li Qingquan and the others below, suddenly raised their heads when they heard the voice from heaven.

I happened to see Li Qingming gently shaking the black gourd in his hand, indescribably indifferent and calm.

"Outsiders, don't mess around, hurry up and release the Great Venerable!" Thousands of monks hesitated. The fact that the Great Venerable in charge was taken down made them quite uneasy in their hearts. But the strength is here, and they have no way at all.

Li Qingming's eyes swept coldly at the monks gathered around him, and said, "You." Want to die?"

"In my Endless Buddha Domain. If you want to keep surviving. It's better to let him go!" The monk who had fallen behind the monks finally walked out. Said quite majesticly.

Li Qingming looked at him with shining eyes for a long time, and said with a smile: "Who are you?"

The monk touched the Gu Tan Buddha Lord on his wrist and said, "You are the great demon outside the territory." It doesn't matter who the old monk is!"

"Haha, we are the devil, the big demon, haha......" Li Qingming looked up to the sky and smiled, and said: "When you attack Wanling Pass, kill the millions of people guarding the pass in my pass, aren't you demons?"

Two impressing cold rays shot out of the monk's eyes, and he suddenly shouted, "You are from the Pangu Great Thousand Realms?"

"What, do you remember anything?" Li Qingming looked at the monk sarcastically and sneered.

"Since it is a demon of the Great Thousand Realms, it is no wonder that the poor monk is a poor monk!" The monk threw out the Buddha beads in his hand and threw them at Li Qingming.

"Boom!"

The heavens and the earth shook suddenly, as if there was an infinite lightning resonance, and immeasurable light emanated from the Buddha beads, and the surging blood-colored Buddha power poured down from within the blood moon, sweeping like an ocean, and thousands of blood-red waterfalls fell.

The blood-colored energy was like a knife, surging, reflecting the entire heaven and earth, and it was extremely majestic.

"Haha, the dignified Buddha Lord actually used the power of the Yuan Shen to forcibly seize the body of the Buddha, is this the compassion of my Buddha of your Buddha Gate?" Li Qingming let out a long laugh, his head full of green silk fluttering in the wind, lifted the purple spear in his hand, and stabbed forward.

This spiritual treasure is the embodiment of the innate suffering master. Before leaving Wanling Pass, Li Qingming returned to Penglai Island. In addition to telling his relatives on the island that he was still fine, he took all the spiritual treasures of the original deity.

After all, this trip to heaven is extremely dangerous, and without a big killer weapon in hand, it is inevitable that it will be overstretched. And the purple bamboo spear, whether it is the vitality contained in it, or as a killing weapon, can be called a holy weapon.

At this moment, the purple bamboo spear became thirty zhang long, and it stabbed like a heavenly pillar, rumbling, and cracks appeared in the void of the stab.

"Boom!"

With a violent shock, the blood-colored Buddha power ocean in front of it was blocked, and it was completely split in half by the purple bamboo spear, raging towards both sides.

The monks who didn't have time to dodge didn't even have time to let out a scream, and they were eroded into blood foam by the sea of Buddha's power.

"Shhh

The remaining monks all gasped in unison, this is the great demon that the Buddha Lord said?

When the blood-colored Buddha power in the sky dissipated, the monk had already changed.

This is an old monk, he is wearing a robe, and the robe is embroidered with the rotation of the sun and the moon, and the green jade Bodhi.

His long eyebrows were snow-white, his face was full of wrinkles, he had already achieved a golden body, and the Buddha light behind his head was a ring, with an inexplicable majesty, and he looked at Li Qingming coldly.

The surrounding monks were taken aback when they saw the old monk, and they bowed and worshipped, shouting: "Amitabha, the little monk has seen the Buddha!"

The Buddha raised his eyebrows lightly, flicked his robe and said, "Amitabha!"

......

Below, just after the appearance of this Buddha master, Shakyamuni's face was full of solemnity. At this moment, the old monk showed his incarnation, and Shakyamuni's face sank so much that he was about to drip out of water.

"Shakya Daoyou, what method does this old man use? Why did all of a sudden, his form and spirit changed?"

"Buddha incarnation!" Shakyamuni's whole body trembled slightly, and he spat out words like a bell.

At this time, Yang Jian and Li Qingquan also pricked up their ears and said, "Fellow Daoist, what is the body of a Buddha?"

Shakyamuni's eyes erupted with angry flames, and he said, "This Buddha incarnation is to put it bluntly, it is to give up. However, this method is 10,000 times more cruel than taking away. ”

"Huh?" Everyone was shocked, taking away the body was to destroy the soul of the original owner, which was ten thousand times more cruel than this, and everyone really couldn't think of it.

"To become a Buddha, there are three conditions that need to be met. The first point is that it must be a quasi-holy body; the second point is that the physical body of the host must be reorganized nine trillion times while it is conscious; and the third point is that the host's relics are refined and swallowed by the host!" Shakyamuni suppressed the anger in his heart, stared at the Buddha Lord above the heavenly dome, and said, "I don't know how many Buddhas will be killed in this method before it can succeed once. This Buddha master is simply a brute!"

"Shhh

At this moment, not only Li Qingquan, Long Xuhu and Yang Jian felt creepy. Even the two brothers opposite them, Kaye and Ananda, were trembling with anger, and their eyes were spewing fire.

"Impossible, how can this be!" The Buddha power around Ka Ye's body was agitated, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"My Buddha, how could my Buddha do such a thing?" Ananda was also unsteady in breath, as if he was on the verge of exploding at any moment.

Shakyamuni exhaled a fierce breath, looked at Kasa and Ananda with pity in his eyes, and said, "Wake up! If the poor monk's expectation is good, your eldest brother Gapardy is afraid that he has already been confused by the Buddha master in your mouth and has become his incarnation!"

Gyala and Ananda were stunned when they heard this, and suddenly remembered that thousands of years ago, after Gamu returned from the Lord Star of the Buddha, his temperament changed drastically, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

......

On the heavenly dome, Li Qingming withdrew his spear, stared at the old monk and said coldly: "The body of the Buddha!"

"I know a lot!" the Buddha narrowed his eyes, and his old face was full of sorrow, "If you want to take refuge in my Buddha, the old monk will spare your life." And pass on the supreme method for you, and be the descendant of the old monk!"

"Old monk, you cruelly abused the Buddha, just to forge your own Buddha incarnation. In order to plot supernatural powers, such despicable and shameless calculations of the disciple's behavior, is it a Buddha or a demon?" Li Qingming unceremoniously uncovered the scar of the Buddha master, and a shout resounded through the nine heavens.

"Demons, don't want to spew blood! My Buddhism has always had the virtue of a good life, but you are a demon, disturbing the pure place of my Buddhism, and Hugh blames the old monk for suppressing you. "The Buddha was exposed by Li Qingming, and he was also really angry.

"All the Buddhas listen to the order!" the Buddha snorted softly.

"The little monk is here!"

More than 500 remnants of the Buddha folded their hands and saluted.

"Quickly kill this demon on the spot with me!" "The Buddha Lord was furious and ordered to slay the demon.

"Kill him!"

"Amitabha, outsiders should stop despying my Buddha!"

"Drain his soul!"

More than 500 Great Luo Jin Immortals, who had cultivated above the Buddhas, roared arrogantly, and showed their Arhat golden bodies in the void, shining with golden light, and rushed towards Li Qingming with great ferocity.

"Hmph, you, the Buddha master, are no different from demons! Wait until I destroy your incarnation, and then destroy your deity!" Li Qingming snorted coldly, pulled out the purple bamboo spear and rushed out.

"Outsider, I'm going to take you for my Buddha!"

Ahead, a short Arhat held a large bell and rushed over with a dignified force.

"Dang!"

A voice like a yellow bell vibrated out, and it was endless. Then, circles of golden terror ripples swept away, shattering the void and hitting Li Qingming's chest.

"Mole ants!" Li Qingming sneered, and sent his spear forward, a purple light and shadow flashed.

"Poof!"

The golden wave is broken, and the big bell is destroyed.

Even the Arhat behind him was shattered by the spear, and he was drenched in blood and stained the sky red.

A fat arhat who followed closely behind the short arhat was instantly furious and shouted: "Demon, dare to hurt my brother and die!"

"Poof!"

He opened his mouth and spit out a demon-slaying pestle, turned into a huge mountain, and pressed down hard against Li Qingming. (To be continued......)