Chapter 123: Heaven Swallowing Buddha Kingdom

With a flick of his fingers, the clasped sword of destruction let out a scream and fell to the ground. Under the connection of thoughts, Yu Hanyan was hit hard at the same time, and his delicate body trembled violently, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, which immediately stained his front placket red.

Seeing that Qin Yan was about to sweep in front of him, Yemol's handprint turned, and a Buddha light shot out, covering Qin Yan in it, and the figure that rushed to the sky immediately froze.

"Ahh

Ignoring this sign, Yemol continued: "This 'Heaven Devouring Buddha Kingdom' can be described as the truth between heaven and earth, and it is the Buddha who came to the world to establish a pure land on the earth, and all impurities will be hidden, so that all ordinary people can bathe in the Buddha's holy grace and enjoy eternal bliss......

As he spoke, he smiled slightly, his high, swollen face that was still covered in blood was as peaceful as a Buddha, and his eyes, which had been closed since the beginning of the battle, opened at this moment!

At a glance, there are three thousand worlds and six reincarnations.

The pure light of the Buddha poured down, engulfing all the land within a radius of several miles, and the mortal world instantly became a pure land, and there was no room for a trace of filth. The Sanskrit sound is faint, the auspicious clouds are curling, and countless Buddha's figures appear from the void clouds, each in various postures, each holding its own seal, showing compassion, tranquility, kindness, fierceness, majesty, anger and other different expressions, the only thing that is the same is the supreme majesty that they exude, all of which are far beyond the limits of Qin Yan's reach.

Summoning the Buddhas to the world, the world of bliss eroding the world, is called - swallowing the heavens Buddha country!

Shrouded in the light of the Buddha, Qin Yan couldn't move anymore, he couldn't even make a sound, the power in his body solidified in an instant, no matter how he struggled, it was in vain. The light of the Buddha is not heavy, it is not dazzling, it is as light as smoke, it is as clear as water, but it can illuminate the void universe, even if Qin Yan's strength is increased tenfold and he uses the secret of sacrificing life, he will not be able to withstand the pure light emitted by these thousands of Buddhas.

Yu Hanyan was just about to run forward, but after this Buddha's light, his body suddenly froze, whether it was the sword magic illusion technique, or the delusional Golden Lotus Sutra, he couldn't break free from this pure shackle.

"It turns out that this last sorrow is still left to me after all...... a thought arises, and a full of grievances wells up in my heart, if it is not for my body, I almost burst into tears.

Not only her, but also Lin Muyao, He Zhongyi and others who were 100 meters away were also shrouded in it and could no longer move.

There was no wind and no sound, as if even time had stopped at this moment. Only the majestic figure sitting in the middle of the Ten Thousand Buddhas in the void made a magnificent chanting voice at this time: "But as far as the fate is exhausted, it is like a Buddha." As soon as the thought returns, it will be the same. In the Buddha does not increase, in the mortal does not decrease, in the birth is not dirty, in the Buddha is not pure, in the Buddha is not born, in the birth is not perishable......"

The lingering afterglow of the fairy sound seems to be accompaniment to this sound, and the faint prayer wheel rotates with it, one after another, with supreme compassion, singing funeral songs for the living.

In the world where all Buddhas appear together, only the Buddha can speak, and only the Buddha can move. When Jemolel finished reciting a passage, he suddenly stood up and stood in mid-air, his dark and naked body showing the beauty of strength. He stared at Qin Yan in front of him for a long time, and sighed lowly: "This time to the West Heaven, you should recite my Buddhist teachings, and you can't ...... again" As he spoke, his right hand slowly raised, emitting a golden light that symbolized death.

But at this moment, I heard a burst of laughter from below: "Hahahaha-"

The muscles on Yemol's face twitched, and he suddenly looked down. I saw Lu Li lying on his back on the ground, his eyes half-open and half-closed, but he couldn't help but let out a weird laugh from his mouth.

His gaze stayed on Lu Li's face, and after a second of silence, Yemol opened his mouth and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I suddenly remembered something funny, so I laughed!"

Seeing that he was really able to speak, Yemol was finally moved and asked, "What's funny?"

"Alasβ€”" Lu Li let out a long sigh and said, "Monk, you have been reciting scriptures for many years, and I don't know if you have ever heard such a poem." There is no shore on the other side of the flowers, the soul is still in the river, the drunk does not know the smoke and waves, and the lights are vaguely cold in the dream. Flowers and leaves do not see each other for thousands of years, the fate of the end of the life dance, the flowers do not understand the words of the flowers, the Buddha crosses my heart and sighs empty. Have you heard of it?"

Yemol frowned, shook his head, and said, "I haven't heard of it. After a moment of silence, he added, "It's just some vulgar talk, how can it be compared with Buddhist scriptures." ”

"Hey, when you say that, it shows that your understanding is too low! Don't you have a feeling for life? No matter how gorgeous the cherry blossoms are, they will still wither after all, no matter how beautiful the story happens, it will still end, and a spring rain will wash away the appreciation of tourists, just like the bleak end of our story, and no one remembers the time of that year after the end......

Yemol interrupted: "Which girl's boudoir novel does this look like?I'm sorry, but the poor monk doesn't have time to talk to you anymore, if you have the leisure to spare, the poor monk will bury you under the Bodhi tree, and we can talk slowly in the future." As he spoke, he slammed a fist into Qin Yan's chest in front of him.

"Fuck you!" Lu Li couldn't help but scold. 'This guy is really a ruthless character, it seems that grandpa can't escape this today......

At this time, after all, it is irretrievable, and I can only watch them die in front of me one by one again, the master really hates it!

However, when he saw what was actually happening in mid-air, he couldn't help but try to widen his eyes, and he was speechless in surprise.

In the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, suddenly a little black stain like ink appeared from the far side of the void, extremely weird, galloping from afar, bringing up a thick black straight line, cutting the entire Buddha Kingdom World into broken halves, countless Buddha figures and this black line touched, it was annihilated into powder, dissipated in the void.

"Blood Wolf Monk?" The dark face could no longer remain calm, and before he could answer the question, Yemol's figure retreated like lightning, and instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, and instantly disappeared outside the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom.

If Qin Yan was still conscious at this moment, if he saw the speed at which he was escaping, I am afraid that he would never be lucky with his light skills again. can't fight, can't escape, and desperately use the sacrifice trick to fight hard, which is also his only choice.

Yemol's figure had just disappeared, and the next moment, a majestic man dressed in black appeared where he had been standing, glanced at Qin Yan twice, poked out a finger, pointed under his nose and chest, grabbed his shoulders, and landed on the ground in a flash.

Since he appeared, the world of the Pure Land of the surrounding Buddha Kingdom has rapidly collapsed, and the fairy sound and Buddha shadow have dissipated, like a curtain of pictures being torn apart, and then being chopped by heavy knives, shattered into powder in a blink of an eye, and restored to the real world.