After Li Yundong shouted angrily, the cultivators of all factions in Japan all changed color, especially when they saw Li Yundong slapping his palm towards Takahashi Shota's yang god, two figures suddenly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Li Yundong: "Stop!"

Li Yundong snorted coldly, and the fingertip Yang God instantly transformed into a three-headed and six-armed Shizun Ming King, four of which pinched two big mudras respectively, one left and one right towards the two people who rushed over, and the other two arms still pinched out a big handprint, and patted on Takahashi Shota's Yang God. 9078.8C3A4I6h5o7n8g67e9n8x0u2e30.9c7o9m8

With a miserable cry from Takahashi Shota, the yang god instantly split apart, turning into countless clones, and frantically fled in all directions.

This is the strength of the golden body, as long as it is not targeted by a specific magic weapon, even if the yang god is smashed by someone, it can still turn into countless clones and flee around.

But unfortunately, Li Yundong happened to have such a magic weapon in his hand that was specifically aimed at the Yang God who had turned into countless clones and fled in all directions, burning his fingers!

Li Yundong quickly took out the burning finger bowl, his fingers flicked lightly on the edge of the bowl, and with a dinging sound, the burning finger bowl immediately spread out a halo of light, and the speed of this halo spread was amazingly fast, and in an instant, he caught up with the clone of Takahashi Shota who fled in all directions.

Li Yundong has had the ability to "master all Buddhist instruments" since he was born in the small world of the burning finger bowl, and he himself is the reincarnation of the Ming King, and at this time he has advanced to the realm of the immortal golden body, so the power of the burning finger bowl has doubled in his hands, and if the Takahashi Sun God has not been blown away, the burning finger bowl may not be able to keep him, but at this time he is in a hurry to escape, turning the yang god into thousands and escaping in all directions, as long as there is a doppelganger who escapes, he can escape.

But he never expected that this time would allow the Burning Finger Bowl to exert its power to the extreme.

As soon as Takahashi Shota's doppelganger came into contact with this ripple halo, it immediately froze in place, like a flying insect stained with a spider's web.

Takahashi struggled frantically, but the more he struggled, the more he felt that the force of this restraint was a little greater.

Li Yundong then flicked his fingers again, and there was a crisp sound, and the burning finger bowl released a cyan halo, and the castration was a few points faster than before.

Although the cultivators of various sects had polished their True Yuan Inner Dan to a condensed steel, when this halo affected them, they still felt a burst of qi and blood floating, and their hearts swayed, as if they were in the ocean, constantly impacted by one fierce wave after another.

They couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts: their physical bodies are still alive, and the yang gods are still intact, not to mention that the flesh furnace has been lost, and the yang gods have shattered countless Takahashi Shota?

Takahashi Shota's countless doppelgangers were shocked by this second blue light, and they were immediately powerless to struggle, and an invisible huge spider web firmly bound him between heaven and earth.

At this time, Li Yundong stretched out his hand to play it for the third time, and at this time, the two people who were blasted out by Li Yundong's two big handprints couldn't help but exclaim loudly in Chinese: "Li Yundong, you are all killed, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

Li Yundong glanced at them, and saw that these two people were dressed as monks, but one was wearing a red robe, bald and square face, holding a string of Buddhist beads, and stepping on clogs, while the other was wearing a yellow robe, wearing a hat, and holding a Zen staff.

Li Yundong couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Well said! Did you ever say such a thing when you were rushing to exterminate everything? You Japanese burned and looted in China decades ago, but after you returned, you became the gods enshrined in the Yasukuni Shrine! Now you are killing our Chinese cultivators in Longhu Mountain, how can this not be exterminated? If you do this kind of thing, in the end, you will become a Buddha on the ground, and if I do this kind of thing, I will go to hell instead? What is the reason for this?"

Li Yundong's bitter scolding only caused the faces of the Japanese cultivators of various schools to be cloudy, and the Chinese cultivators of various factions raised their eyebrows and cheered loudly.

Li Yundong flicked the finger burning bowl for the third time, and with a ding, the third halo spread out everywhere, and Takahashi Shota's Yang God clone was instantly pulled back by this halo, and all of them were gathered into the burning finger bowl.

Everyone saw that Takahashi Shota's Yang God clone was pulled into the Burning Finger Bowl, and his Yang God was like a villain, trapped in the Burning Finger Bowl, desperately struggling, trying to escape, but there seemed to be an invisible cage around the Burning Finger Bowl, which always made him hit a wall everywhere.

Seeing this, the two Japanese monks couldn't bear to be anxious, and said loudly: "Li Yundong, let him go, we can discuss everything else!"

Although Takahashi Shota is violent and arrogant, his cultivation is recognized as a top level in the Japanese cultivation circles, although there are many monks and soldiers in the Imperial Shadow Hall, but there are not many perfect killing machines like Takahashi Shota, at the beginning, the Pure Land True Sect spent financial and material resources in order to cultivate him, and he has a high status in the Pure Land True Sect's Imperial Shadow Hall, if it is damaged in China like this, it will be a big blow to the Pure Land True Sect and the Imperial Shadow Hall.

Li Yundong sneered, held the burning finger bowl in his hand high, so that everyone could see clearly, and he said in a loud voice: "You have done the first year of junior high school, don't blame us for doing fifteen! Takahashi Shota killed the two of us, and I let him take one life to equal our two lives, which is already cheap for him! If you are not afraid of death, just come up, and I will send you to accompany him!"

After speaking, his true yuan urged, and a cyan flame suddenly boiled in the burning finger bowl.

Takahashi Shota's Yang God was scorched by this cyan flame, and suddenly let out an extremely tragic wail, and his countless Yang God clones gathered together in an instant, frantically hitting the wall of the burning finger bowl, but as soon as he hit it, the Yang God was knocked away, and many clones were burned at once.

Takahashi Shota let out a miserable howl, and immediately gathered together again, and once again hit the past wildly, but it was useless when the number of his Yang God clones was intact, and at this time, he hit the stone with an egg.

Everyone saw Takahashi Shota struggle like a trapped beast in this cyan flame for a while, and slowly the yang god was burned less and less, and gradually disappeared, only turning into a green smoke, slowly drifting up from the top of the burning finger bowl, and finally dissipating into the air, without a trace.

For a while, whether it was China or Japan, all the cultivators of all sects were silent.

For cultivators, there is nothing more terrifying than the scene in front of them, even if the Yang God is destroyed, it is really terrifying to be burned to death by such a cruel refining!

Although the practitioners of various sects in China hated Takahashi Shota very much, they were still a little speechless when they saw this scene.

However, the red-robed monk and the yellow-robed monk on the field watched Takahashi Shota being refined, and sat down together, one hand clasped together, the other hand dialed the Buddha beads, and recited the Sutra of the Past Life in their mouths.

Zhang Liufang watched from the side for a while, and said in a low voice: "What kind of scriptures are you still reciting, the soul is gone, is it possible that you can still surpass him?"

No matter what kind of cultivation sect in the world thinks that people have a soul after they die, but the place where they go is different, but Takahashi Shota's yang god was destroyed, which means that his soul does not exist in the world.

Deng Yu and Deng Jiao said in unison: "He deserves it, if this kind of person is still reincarnated, then there is no heavenly reason!"

Zhang Ling and the others also felt that it should be like this, but they relied on their identity, and this kind of thing could only be said by all means.

The two monks were reciting the scriptures on the field, and some of the practitioners of various Chinese sects were frivolous and impetuous, so they grinned and said, "Hey, is this Sutra of Rebirth recited to yourself?"

"No, isn't your Pure Land Sect the Buddha's Sutra of Amitayus that year?

"Hmph, 'I am making a discourse, I wish to see the Buddha Mitha, all sentient beings, and live in peace and happiness.' The scriptures are read very well, but it's a pity that you are wearing a wolf's skin and reciting the scriptures, and I don't know if the Buddha will accept you or not. ”

Hearing these voices, the cultivators of various schools in Japan shouted and scolded each other, and after a while, they began to scold each other after the fight, and the scolding went straight to the sky, so it was not lively.

The two red-robed and yellow-robed monks turned a deaf ear to this voice, and after they finished reciting the scriptures, they all stood up and glared at Li Yundong with angry eyes, and the red-robed monk shouted: "Li Yundong, this matter is definitely not over, our Pure Land True Sect remembers such a humiliation!" After speaking, he shouted at the Japanese cultivator group: "Go!"

As soon as his voice fell, forty or fifty monks came out of the crowd, followed him in unison, and walked down the mountain.

At this time, there were only more than 200 people in the Japanese cultivation group, but at this time, 40 or 50 people left at once, and the number of people suddenly decreased greatly and their momentum declined greatly.

Saionji Changsheng's face changed, and he hurriedly stopped them and talked to them in Japanese.

Deng Yu and Deng Jiao looked at a group of them in bewilderment, as if they didn't understand why there could be so many people in one sect, Deng Yu said to Zhang Liufangqi: "Is this Pure Land True Sect very powerful? Why do they have so many people?"

Although Zhang Liufang was a disciple of the inner room, she didn't know much about the cultivation sect of this neighbor in the east, she shook her head, but at this time, an old and hoarse voice came from the side: "The Pure Land True Sect is a huge sect with extremely strong power in the Japanese cultivation world, especially the Pure Land True Sect has a total of twenty-two factions, among which there are ten ...... sects that are more famous and powerful."

When they heard this voice, they turned their heads to look, but saw that Zhang Kongyun had already woken up, and he was talking with a pale face.

Zhang Liufang was suddenly overjoyed: "Master, are you awake?"

Zhang Ling on the side was also overjoyed, and asked with concern: "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Zhang Kongyun smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, I can't die yet, it's just that this old face is lost." ”

Zhang Ling smiled comfortingly: "It's okay, you can recuperate with peace of mind." ”

Zhang Liufang saw that Zhang Kongyun was depressed and unhappy, obviously angry about the defeat in the battle just now, her eyes rolled, and she wanted to distract him, so she asked: "Master, you just said that the Pure Land True Sect is more famous, and there are ten sects with more power, which are the ten?"

Zhang Kongyun was really attracted by her topic, coughed, and said: "The most powerful is the Pure Land Shinshu Honganji faction, also known as the West Honganji faction or the Ichiganji sect, with a total of 10,500 temples and more than 20 million believers. Although the other eight factions are not as strong as these two factions, they are all sects that cannot be underestimated, namely the Shinshu Takada faction, the Shinzong Fokoji faction, the Shinzong Xingzheng faction, the Zhenzong Kibebe faction, the Shinzong Izumo Road faction, the Shinzong Seishoji faction, the Zhenzong Sanmen sect and the Zhenzong Sangen faction. ”

Zhang Liufang opened his mouth and stammered: "So many sects, so many temples, so many believers and monks?"

Although Zhengyi Sect is known as the first major sect of cultivation in China, compared to the Pure Land True Sect, it is really a small thing.

Zhang Kongyun took a breath and continued: "The whole country of Japan is religious, and it cannot be compared. ”

Zhang Liufang asked puzzledly: "But shouldn't the Shinto sect be the most powerful in Japan? Why does the Pure Land Sect account for so many people?"

Zhang Kongyun's face was a little pale, and he smiled heavily: "Hey, this is the tradition of the Pure Land True Sect, no matter what you do, you are in a hurry, and more than a dozen sects are elite." A few hundred years ago, during the Warring States period in Japan, the monks and soldiers of the Pure Land Shin Sect beat the daimyo of various countries to cry their fathers and mothers; a few decades ago, when the Japanese military government invaded China, the monks and soldiers of more than a dozen sects of the Pure Land Shin Sect rushed to China to burn, kill and loot...... Alas, it's a pity that I was shaken for a while, and I didn't give these guys a dismount, but I planted a solid heel myself!"

Zhang Liufang said with relief: "Master, it's okay, Li Yundong has already avenged you!"

Zhang Kongyun looked at Li Yundong with a complicated face, and sighed softly: "I'm old......"

Zhang Liufang grinned: "Master, you are old and strong!"

Zhang Kongyun shook his head with a wry smile, and was about to speak, but suddenly heard an exclamation from a distance: "What's going on here?

Everyone turned their heads to look when they heard the sound, but saw Liu Chunping running along the mountain road from afar, and before the person arrived, the voice had already come from afar.