"Amitabha, Amitabha, this voice seems to have been heard somewhere, no, it must be the hallucination of this Buddha, hallucination, Amitabha" was startled by this voice, and cold sweat broke out on Maitreya Buddha's forehead, and suddenly there was a feeling that he had been caught as a thief. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Speaking of which, he took advantage of Mu Ran's absence to attack his lair, and threatened that the other party had been ambushed. If his own strength is better than the other party, it will be forgotten, but he is no longer his opponent, so don't you have to beat yourself up for a while?

"Why, don't you dare to face this emperor?" On Mu Ran's left hand, a flame began to condense. The flames that should have been blazing didn't feel any temperature at the moment, as if they were just illusory illusions.

"Come to the door of Emperor Ben's house to spread wild, and say wildly, is it that if Emperor Bendi doesn't go out for a while, everyone will be bullied?" Mu Ran became more and more angry the more he spoke, and the flame directly turned into a crimson crystal long knife, which was a few points bigger than before in terms of size.

This Maitreya Buddha, Mu Ran was not very afraid of him, the only killer bag had been broken, and the rest were nothing more than that in Mu Ran's eyes.

"Amitabha, the fire spirit benefactor has to be forgiving and forgiving, you must know, now, that, ah!" Before the words were spoken, a huge sword aura came to his face, which scared Maitreya Buddha into the sky, where did he dare to meet the enemy with empty hands?

The golden lotus under his feet was kicked in front by Maitreya Buddha, slightly blocking the momentum of the sword qi. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he finally avoided this catastrophe.

"Amitabha, fire spirit donor, listen to me finish speaking!" The situation was urgent, and Maitreya Buddha even gave up the self-title of this Buddha, and simply called himself "I", which shows that he really has no idea of fighting this battle.

"Talk, okay, when you get down there, I think the ten halls of Yama will be very interested in chatting with you, the future Buddha!" Mu Ran had already had a fire in his belly, and now, he was just venting his anger.

Mu Ran stretched out his hand, and the fire crystal long knife was handed forward, and the knife qi continued to cut the air around the Maitreya Buddha in a spiral posture, advancing little by little, I am afraid that it will not be long before this chubby Buddha will be cut to a puddle of minced meat.

"How can this be reasonable, fire spirit donor, don't deceive people too much!" Maitreya Buddha saw that this castration had been sealed by the dense layers of knife qi, but it aroused his fighting spirit.

I saw him put his palms together and sit cross-legged, but he began to chant words. "Listen with one heart and one heart, and the light is the great samadhi. A person of great merit is being born. When they say the wonderful law, they have all the sufficiency. If you are thirsty for nectar, you will reach the path of liberation. ”

Every person who becomes a Buddha and an ancestor has his own Buddhist scriptures, and what Maitreya Buddha is reciting in his mouth at this moment is the "Maitreya Dacheng Sutra".

If only those Bodhisattva Arhats Jialan recite this "Maitreya Dacheng Sutra", even if they have the ability to be quasi-saints, they will not be able to achieve such an earth-shattering effect. Just because this kind of sutra is exclusive to those Buddhas, and only those Buddhas themselves can truly play the effect of these sutras.

A mantra with a golden light Buddha gate swastika appeared on the back of Maitreya Buddha. Under the golden light, a kind of Buddha who came with him felt boundless comfort and infinite power, but Mu Ran, under the illumination of this golden light, there would only be indescribable discomfort and disgust.

As the time for Maitreya Buddha to chant the sutra became longer, the swastika mantra began to be continuously amplified, and gradually, it began to open up the sword qi that was constantly surrounding it, and the sound of gold and iron clashing continued to come.

"Damn, stop for Bendi!" For this kind of Sanskrit singing, in his previous life, Mu Ran was not so repulsive, on the contrary, he still enjoyed it more, but I don't know why, for the same things in this world, he was not so cold, and even, disgusted!

Under the rage, Mu Ran's left hand began to exert force, and one by one the sword qi began to skyrocket, and there was still a lot of room for relaxation between the original and the swastika mantra, this time, the two sides don't let me, I don't let you, and they began to wrestle.

The sword aura is extremely sharp, and there is a materialized fire crystal long knife as a release body, which is naturally not comparable to the Sanskrit chanting technique alone. Not to mention that just when it comes to mana, Mu Ran is not under Maitreya Buddha, and at this moment, Maitreya Buddha is only afraid that he will be more auspicious.

Sure enough, although the swastika mantra at the beginning was infinitely powerful, over time, there was no way to compare with the endless flow of sword qi.

Now, instead of expanding outward again, the huge swastika mantra continued to shrink under the oppression of the sword qi, and the golden light around the swastika also began to crumble, flickering and dimming, and it was seen that it would not last long.

Bang!

Finally, the swastika mantra couldn't bear the boundless and endless sword qi, and was cut into pieces, and the golden light scattered directly one by one, and the Maitreya Buddha, who had spent a lot of mana, couldn't lift it in one breath, and fainted on the spot.

As soon as his eyebrows tightened, Mu Ran's long knife moved, and the sword qi that looked like it was about to take his life suddenly turned around and swung away.

It's not that Mu Ran doesn't want to kill this damn monk, but he has discovered something more important, something worthy of his strength.

The two guys who are very strong, very strong, definitely not inferior, and even surpass themselves, are coming in the direction of this Pengbei Mountain. Although they were far away, Mu Ran still felt that the one in the back seemed to be inferior to the one in front.

For ordinary mortals, tens or hundreds of miles may be considered far, but these distances are simply fleeting for those with great supernatural powers.

I finally saw the appearance of the person in the lead, the dark clothes, the pale hair, and even the iron mask were so impressive. Mu Ran will never forget this person, the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor.

"It's been more than ten years, Fire Spirit Emperor. "The Reincarnation Sect Ancestor was frozen in the sky alone, but it gave everyone present an unattainable feeling. It's as if he's already the master of this world.

Only Mu Ran was the exception, because he noticed that there were still several traces of damage on the cuff of the right hand of the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor.

Who could beat such a powerful Reincarnation Ancestor to this point?

"Don't say much, the old man asks you again, are you willing to change this world with the old man? If you are willing, then the old man can divide the future power of this world with you, how about it?" The words of the reincarnation ancestor were not as close as the previous times, but there was a kind of ruthlessness for the sake of power. It was as if he had lost himself in the world of power and forgotten the path he had chosen.

The path he chose was for the sake of the fairness of this world, and even in the past he single-handedly fought against the saints. But now, it has come to this point, can power and strength really make people corrupt?

After being silent for a while, Mu Ran left Maitreya Buddha, jumped up, stood at the same height as the ancestor of the reincarnation sect, and said, "If this emperor is unwilling, what?"

"If you don't want to, then you can only die!" As he spoke, the space behind Mu Ran began to distort and shatter, and then an unfathomable reincarnation tunnel appeared.