The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The golden light shakes, the heavens and the earth mourn, the Buddhist kingdom is dark, and the sea of ​​blood is filled in front of Fengdu.

No one expected that the masters of Buddhism could use such means... The mind power of all living beings has just appeared in the prehistoric world!

The eminent monks of the Buddhist sect attracted the mind power of thousands of Buddhist kingdoms, urged the Dharma, and spread the formation to suppress the fighting saint Zhunti and Taoist Yang Jian together!

The eye of the formation is naturally Yang Jian. The saint Zhunti was only affected, but he was still trapped in the formation, unable to break free for a while.

The moment when the shadows of the Buddha Kingdom overlap...

The ground cracked, and a sea of ​​blood flowed out, and the smell of smell that had existed since the beginning of the prehistoric world was floating in the sky and the earth.

However, this fishy smell is accompanied by the voices of countless living beings chanting scriptures, and the power of ten thousand Buddhas shining with golden light...

In just a split second, the land with a radius of a hundred miles collapsed and turned into a blood lake in front of Fengdu City. Yang Jian and Zhunti were trapped on the blood lake.

The power of Zhunti's supernatural power faded, and the dark color quickly dissipated on Yang Jian and Zhunti's dharma bodies.

Wow a few times, Zhunti vomited blood from dozens of heads at the same time, and Yang Jian's body trembled a few times as if he had been hit hard.

But then, Yang Jian's mysterious body and the saint's golden body were entwined by the Buddha's light at the same time, and they were still unable to move...

The shadow of the Buddha country is repeated again and again, the Buddha's light is stronger, and the power of thought is stronger.

But the one who was suppressed by the Buddhist kingdom was actually the supreme saint of their Buddhist sect... This picture is a little weird.

Yang Jian was tricked by Zhun Ti, and when he regained his senses, he fell into a sea of ​​golden light. An incomparably tyrannical pressure squeezed from all directions like a frenzy, trying to crush him into a meatloaf.

Then he saw that Zhunti in front of him was in the same situation, and couldn't help showing a little sneer at the corner of his mouth.

This big formation of Buddhism is really interesting, even the saints of their own Buddhism are going to be suppressed.

But...it is absolutely not to be taken lightly.

The force around the body is getting stronger and stronger, and Zhunti's holy body seems to be slowly breaking free in the direction away from Yang Jian.

Zhunti is indeed on the run.

The golden light of his saint's dharma body flashed non-stop, showing signs of being overwhelmed by the power of the Buddha Kingdom; the originally majestic golden body, at this moment, was like a clay sculpture stuck in a quagmire and unable to move, fleeing sideways little by little, indescribably bitter and embarrassing.

want to go?

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, his forehead was shining with a dark red divine light, and the muscles all over his body bulged at the same time.

The left leg was only raised half an inch, and the astral armor unexpectedly cracked like a spider web under the strong pressure from all around...

All the masters of the Buddhist sect exerted their strength together, and the scenes of Buddhist kingdoms one after another fell horizontally, and the thought power of thousands of Buddhist kingdoms merged into a torrent, which was endless and mighty!

This is equivalent to putting the weight of heaven and earth, one piece after another, on the golden bodies of Yang Jian and Zhunti!

If you just suppress it from top to bottom, it really won't have any effect. Yang Jian flew down and turned around and fled.

This is the wonderful function of the Thousand Buddha Formation - this large formation can guide the power of the thousand Buddha kingdoms and arrange them around Yang Jian's body, up and down, left and right, without any omissions, and then squeeze Yang Jian towards the center.

Naturally, he knew this big formation, and he expected that even if Yang Jian could hold on for a while, he would not be able to move; as long as Yang Jian was exhausted, it would be his chance to take Yang Jian's life!

However, Zhunti, who was struggling to move to the side, suddenly saw that Yang Jian moved slightly and took a small step towards him...

Rao is a saint, and at this time his color changed suddenly.

How strong is this physical body? !

Zhunti's gaze was a little more fearful, and the dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Yang Jian, the hatred in the eyes was extremely obvious.

But the more it was like this, the more intense the thought of beheading the saint in Yang Jian's heart today.

Another small step!

Yang Jian got closer to Zhunti! The bones all over his body made bursts of explosions, and the light of the mysterious beads in his body almost penetrated the stars!

The left hand was raised slowly but firmly, even though the starlight covering it continued to shatter and gather, even if it took a moment to move an inch away, it was still lifted firmly...

Seeing this scene, the Buddhist masters who presided over the formation were even more frightened.

"The light of the Buddhas of the heavens!"

Ran Deng's voice was a little annoyed, and came to the ears of these Buddhist masters again.

These faces are old and young, but each of the eminent Buddhist monks who have survived at least a few yuanhuis is a little hesitant, but they continue to mobilize the formation...

There are many shadows of the Buddha's country, and the power of the universe.

The blood lake in front of Fengdu City was filled with waves, and the blood was surging in all directions, forming a huge 'arc' directly below Yang Jian and Zhunti.

The Zhou Xingguang on Yang Jian's body was shattered, the little Zhou Tianxing battle array was broken, and the mysterious body directly resisted. At this time, even if he wanted to blink, he felt the weight of several worlds hanging on his eyelids...

Zhunti's golden body was even more miserable, and it began to shrink gradually under the pressure of the Buddha formation... Thinking about it carefully, this is also an effective way to relieve stress.

Having said that, why couldn't Zhunti, the second sect master of Buddhism, escape directly from the large formation arranged by the Buddhist sect?

This is to find the answer from the perspective of formation.

Ordinary formations and restrictions are mostly the power to connect heaven and earth, such as the ten absolute formations, if you know how to break the formation, you can move forward and retreat freely.

But this Thousand Buddha Formation, which is regarded as a killer by Buddhism, is not a formation that can be arranged at will, but directly communicates with the Buddhist kingdoms from all over the world through the masters of Buddhism, and transmits the concentrated thought power of all living beings in the Buddhist kingdom, and then supplements it with a large formation to suppress powerful enemies.

As the saying goes, fists and feet have no eyes, and Zhunti was also suppressed, which is really helpless.

The Buddhist monks didn't want to embarrass their own saints like this, but they could only make such a bad plan, otherwise, according to the situation of the previous battle between Yang Jian and Zhunti, Zhunti might have suffered heavy losses at this moment.

A sneer suddenly came from the side, and Xuanyuan Huangdi said again: "These Buddhists, do you think of us as children watching a theater?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled while supporting his beard, and was about to display his supernatural powers immediately.

This Thousand Buddha Formation is powerful, but it is only for the suppressed Yang Jian and Zhunti; as long as there is an external force to attack the monks who set up the formation, the Thousand Buddha Formation can be directly disrupted.

The masters of the Buddhist sect immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes drifted aside; but what made these monks wonder was that the people on Yang Jian's side who were standing in the distance did not move.

Why are they not moving?

There is a lot of thunder and little rain, it is really not the style of these ruthless people.

People in the Buddhist sect naturally didn't know that it was actually Yuding Daoist who stopped Xuanyuan Huangdi and Zhen Yuanzi.

Xuanyuan Huangdi was about to make a move after the ridicule was over, and the Great Immortal Zhenyuan was not to be outdone, but as soon as they made a move, they heard Yuding say:

"This is a rare opportunity, let him take this opportunity to sharpen his profound body. If he really can't hold on anymore, it's not too late for us to do it."

"It's such a time, yet you still think about how to teach your disciples?" Zhen Yuanzi smiled and sighed with some emotion, "No wonder, you can teach such a disciple as little friend Yang Jian."

"His advancement in cultivation has little to do with my teachings," Daoist Yuding said indifferently, his eyes fixed on the shadow of the Buddha kingdom surrounded by him.

At Yang Jian's current state, such an opportunity to sharpen his eight or nine profound skills is indeed rare.

But it is only Yuding who has such a big heart.

The few of them stood still, but Xuanyuan Huangdi's shout just now made these Buddhist masters feel anxious.

At that moment, the two disciples who escorted the sage escaped quietly, one rushed to the hill of the underworld, and arrived in front of the ancestor Styx; the other flew further back, found the Buddhist army stationed again, and found the monk in white.

"Senior Ksitigarbha..."

Ananda is leading the tenth disciple. In the Western religion, he is similar to explaining the teaching with the pure and moral true king. He will call "senior brother" to everyone he sees.

"What's the matter?" Ksitigarbha returned the Buddha's obeisance, leaned comfortably on Di Ting's back, and looked at Ananda leisurely.

That pure gaze made Ananda afraid to look at each other, and his words were stuck at the top of his voice.

"Senior brother... the situation is critical now, Yang Jian's strength is beyond our expectations, and the two masters are in a hard fight. At this time, we can only temporarily suppress it with the Thousand Buddha Formation...Senior brother, please help!"

"You let me take action?" Ksitigarbha's smile remained unchanged.

"That's right," Ananda made a Buddhist salute, lowering his eyebrows and speaking earnestly, "No matter what, the disagreement between the senior brother and the two masters is our own business. In the current situation, we should take care of the fellowship and the friendship between master and student."

Ksitigarbha laughed again, "I'm not such a heartless and ungrateful person, how can I not care about these things? It's just that my Buddha is so powerful, why should such a villain like me take action? Go back and take care of him. The Thousand Buddha Formation will not be able to trap Yang Jian for too long. If the Second Master still refuses to give in, I'm afraid that he will really perish here today."

"Brother!"

Ananda stared angrily at Ksitigarbha, but Ksitigarbha still looked so lazy.

"Hmph!" Ananda flicked his sleeves, and went back the way he came.

Ksitigarbha laughed lightly, a little desolation flashed across his eyes, and he sat on Di Ting's back and sighed softly.

"Bodhisattva, how long can the array of thousand Buddhas last?" Di Tingweng asked.

"Two or three hours at most. The buddhist kingdom was first established, and the power of thought is still insufficient," Dizang sighed. "Such a method used to deal with powerful enemies was thrown on Yang Jian by them. I really don't know what to say."

Listening to the truth: "The four masters have not shown up to stop them at this time, and they should also have the intention to try."

"How did they show up? If they show up, Hong Huang may really have an accident... Do you still have any wine?"

"Bodhisattvas should obey the precepts."

"It's such a beautiful day... Forget it, listen to what they are saying to Patriarch Styx over there."

"yes."

Di Ting immediately stood still, and soon opened his mouth to speak a few words to Dizang, whose expression was slightly gloomy.

Jiaye made more promises to Patriarch Minghe, and persuaded Patriarch Minghe to help him again, and joined forces with Zhunti to fight against Yang Jian.

Dizang laughed softly, "Look, I don't need to take action at all, they have plenty of helpers."

Di Ting lay there and flickered his ears, but didn't answer; Ji Zang looked at the situation over there, and occasionally there was a little complicated look in his eyes.

The power of the Thousand Buddha Formation was gradually pushed to the extreme.

Patriarch Minghe led the Asuras away and returned, guarding the Thousand Buddha Formation behind him, and confronted Yuding and the others from afar.

The masters of the Buddhist sect breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately tried their best to stimulate the mind power of the Thousand Buddha Kingdom, trying to crush Yang Jian's mysterious body.

They did achieve some results. Blood and sweat began to appear everywhere in Yang Jian's body, his body was also trembling to a very small extent, and his raised left hand showed signs of falling...

Of course, the most obvious effect was the Zhunti golden body next to Yang Jian. At this time, it had been crushed to a height of two feet by the large formation, dozens of heads had exploded, and the rest were sluggish.

The Thousand-Buddha Formation did not cut off the connection between the saint and the heaven and the earth, but let the power of the saint in Zhunti be used against the power of the Thousand-Buddha Formation.

This should be considered a good time to get rid of Zhunti.

Yang Jian kept accumulating power, but the power suppressing himself became more and more tyrannical, and gradually reached the limit of the mysterious body.

There is a little reluctance in the eyes, such an opportunity, an opportunity that is close at hand!

Compared with what I thought before, using the universe in my body to trap Zhunti, and then try to kill the saint is a much more reliable opportunity... just give up in vain?

The array of thousand Buddhas, the thought power of all living beings, the weight of the universe...

Yang Jian suddenly let out a low growl, with a bit of madness in his eyes, and blood mist burst out from all over his body.

He is forcing himself, forcing out the undiscovered potential of his mysterious body!

Yang Xiaochan's pale and bloodless little face appeared in front of his eyes, and the sad smile of 'Liu Ya' flashed across, as if saying 'nothing' to him...

Buddhism!

Yes!

"Even if you have the power of a thousand countries and a thousand realms, what can you do to me!"

There was a sound of a tsunami surging in Yang Jian's body, and he raised his right hand suddenly, as if holding an invisible wall with his palm, he lifted up six inches of heaven and earth!

The shadow of the Thousand Buddha Kingdom flashed randomly, and more than a hundred Buddhist masters trembled together!