Chapter 232 is like a fire house (an explosion!)

There was a loud lion-like sound in the throat of the tripod.

The golden light that broke out at that moment actually scraped out the surrounding trees.

At this moment, he is like Prince Mani in the forest. The incredible Buddha power suddenly projected from his body.

His figure was suddenly lax, and with another flash, he had already swelled blood from his mouth, and he couldn't say a word to catch the younger brother and put them together.

The crow's eyes couldn't help but be more alert. Such a powerful force should not be emitted from this monk. Unless...

"Good, since it's a dead man, it's better for you to burn it." Zen Master Sheding smiled calmly and unconsciously burned his Buddha's heart.

The crow said, "That's no wonder."

Burning the Buddha's heart is equivalent to self-detonation of Jindan Yuanying.

Of course, the power you can burn can reach a peak that you have never reached in your life.

The firelight burning in the Buddha's heart has swallowed up the black fire. The place burned by the black fire was also burned out by the Buddha fire. It is no exaggeration to describe the tripod at this moment with the peak of the world and the return of light.

The catharsis Buddha's power raised a dazzling golden light from his shoulders, as if he was a living Buddha and Bodhisattva in the world, which made people dare not look up.

She Dinghe Shi sighed: "Amitabha, I didn't think about it. At the beginning, I didn't go to the point of burning the Buddha's heart in order to bury the temple alive. Today, here, in this uninhabited forest, I was forced to make such a plan."

The crow frowned and said, "In this case, isn't the great monk still selfish? If you didn't know that you would die, how could you be so willing to do such a thing?

Then he said, "If you don't think deeply about this layer, you may think that you really sacrifice yourself for others..."

She Ding said loudly, "Haha... Do you think it's a 'dog jumping over the wall'?"

The crow said, "You said it yourself."

She Ding said, "There are no old or young people on Huangquan Road. At that time, our brothers will still have to ask you for advice."

The crow said, "The great monks have been waiting on the bridge for hundreds of years."

"Ha!"

she Ding didn't say much. He took out the wooden Duo from his arms and shook it away.

The dazzling golden light, with the rhythm of Dongdang, spread out from the Muduo in circles. The crow said, "The wooden fish is also knocking, and you Muduo is also knocking. Why don't you merge the buried temple into the Wuyin Palace?"

Sheding did not answer at all. The wooden Duo in his hand gently flew out of his hand and grew up in the wind. The bell mouth was facing down, and the wooden handle turned to the sky. He kept growing up in the golden light and instantly turned into a golden bell full of Buddha's light.

"Extra-degree!"

Buddha inflammation burned in Sheding's eyes, white hair root countdown, no wind blowing, no human form.

The golden bell in the air suddenly turned into a light and hit the crow!

The crow was ready for a long time, and its body trembled into a group of crows. Unexpectedly, in his hands, the string of rosary also flew up in response to the sound. It also saw the wind change and became a huge aura. Under the air, it blocked the retreat of the crows.

In the roar, the crows with nowhere to retreat were hit by the golden bell, and the loud noise made the black wind blow.

The crow suddenly fell from the range of Muduo and the golden bell, and a black feather fell from the sky, and others gradually appeared. He said with lingering palpitation: "The monk tried his best, but there is still something to see..."

How did he do it?

It is obviously impossible to escape! How did he get outside?

Sheding didn't dare to think much about it. He tossed in his hand and continued to beat the golden bell and rosary to the crow. He used bothheartedly and condensed all the magnificent Buddha power that was unprecedented but the end of the crossbow in his palms.

Gradually, from his back to his body, his skin began to dry up and spread inch by inch, with only one pair of hands, as before.

"Pharmaceuist Buddha's palm!"

Bum--!

But seeing that the world was peaceful for a while, the three thousand Buddhas in the West were in the glory, respectfully worshiping a Buddha in the middle of the court, but the Buddha suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes were full of pity. Following his eyes, the other Buddhas looked down and stared at the crow. The crow couldn't help but be shocked by this look.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light filled the sky, and three thousand Buddhas turned into three thousand supreme lights, three to supreme palm power, and three thousand heavy super determination swept away at the crow.

The crow knew that this move was beyond the scope of the power that Sheding could have used, and he could not avoid it.

He had to stretch out his hands flat and forked his fingers. His palms vented black feathers like running water. The black feathers were connected to the beginning and tail, which strangely condensed into a shield in front of him. Above the shield, there is a black flame burning. In addition to the flame, there is a black airflow, which is a triple defense. No matter how strong the crow is, he dares not be strong at this moment and uses all his strength to resist.

But when he saw three thousand palm shadows and met the black crow shield in front of him, he did not imagine the loud sound of the collapse that day, only the sound of charcoal like water.

The light around the crow couldn't help shining, and after a moment, 3,000 palm shadows were finally exhausted. As soon as the black gas dissipated, the crow couldn't help frowning and retreating half a step.

Dugu's eyebrows are more tightly frowned than crows.

This move just now has gone beyond the cognitive scope of Dugu. Although it is only an outbreak in a small range, its power has surpassed the sky disaster in mid-air.

What kind of strength this is, the crow knows it.

The crow was secretly surprised. A monk, which was equivalent to the return to the virtual period of refining gods, burned his Buddha's heart and burst out with the strength no less than that of immortals.

"It's a pity that it can't be done again."

The crow looked at the dry wood deer falling in the air, the powdered rosary beads, and the candle-like old monk, and was somewhat happy.

Sitting on the ground, his Buddha's heart has burned out and he is unable to fight again. He spread his hands and hugged the two brothers. The Buddha's heart burst out of his body and burned the three old monks into dust in the blink of an eye. There are a few left.

The crow raised his hand and was still trembling slightly. A golden-billed crow melted from his fingers, flew over and swallowed a few bright relics on the ground, then flew back and integrated into the crow's body. At this moment, the crow's face slowly returned a trace of blood. He, who seems to be haunted by ghosts and gods, is obviously seriously injured at this moment.

"And."

The crow keeps at his feet. Turn back to the mountain forest.

The body dispersed, and Dugu followed again.

Wherever you go, corpses are everywhere.

Looking at the crow suddenly start killing, Dugu Youwei frowned more and more tightly.

The golden elixir, Yuanying, was tricked out of the golden-billed crow from the body killed on its back and integrated into the crow's body.

The crow suddenly said, "If you don't kill yourself, I hope you understand."

Dugu was shocked. Obviously, this is not for him. And he also felt that someone came nearby.