Chapter 615 Rescue Listening

When the Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet failed to achieve the Great Buddha Dharma, there was a mythical beast beside him, such as tiger head, unicorn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn. He listened to the king of Dizang every day and cultivated many magical power of Buddhism. Later, it was named Listening, as if it were lying on the ground. In an hour, the four major continents, mountains and rivers and communities Ji, between the cave and the blessed earth, worms, worms, caterpillars, feather insects, immortals, earth immortals, immortals, immortals, ghosts can judge good and evil and listen to sages and fools.

Rumor has it that the Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet once praised the great kindness of the Buddha.

Listen, why did he appear here and seem to be seriously injured when he should sit on the 18th floor of hell with the Tibetan Bodhisattva.

"Buddhist friends, since you know that I am listening, and you are pure in nature, why don't you help me?"

Just when Moko was surprised, a small voice like a fly rang through his mind, which was exactly what he heard.

My heart was stunned, and then Moke thought of many rumors about listening and suddenly came over. Since he is called a divine power to monitor the heavens, it is naturally impossible for him not to find himself. Following this obscure and slight transmission, Moko responded, "Amitabha, poor monk Moko, is polite."

"Wo!"

With a flash of his body, Moke suddenly appeared on the spot. His body shook and immediately turned into the form of three heads and six arms. The white golden Buddha light shined, and in an instant, a tedious and profound mark was formed. A magnificent and infinite breath full of suppressing all forces burst out.

Everything seems to be extremely natural and can be easily picked up. This mark is spinning. It is a huge white and golden mandala flower, surrounded by Buddha's Zen singing all over the sky. Endless scriptures emerge, huge golden Sanskrit, like stars shining, full of mystery.

The mandala flower is the holy flower of Buddhism. The most famous one is the smile of Amitabha Buddha. After that, according to this mandala flower, many Buddhist magical powers have been extended, all of which are strong magical powers of bondage, which are good at many Buddhist disciples. For example, the magic power of Buddhism just exerted by Moko is the Mandala Sutra, one of the three thousand scriptures of Buddhism. Cultivation to the highest depth can produce a mandala flower and seal everything.

"Ah! Not good! What a listener, there is still a helper! What a powerful force, are you the master of Buddhism next to the King of Tibet? Smash the vacuum, Dragon Fist!" Long was shocked and shouted loudly.

While shouting, Long Jingtian also responded. His body suddenly dispersed and turned into countless tiny dust. Every tiny dust was a shrinking dragon. If someone watches it at this time, they will find that the dragon formed by hundreds of millions of tiny particles incarnated by the dragon has different expressions. Some are straight, some are rolling, some are winding, some are shrinking into a ball, some are lazy, and some are majestic.

In a moment, these tiny dusts existed, and they merged and converged in an instant, forming a powerful and powerful fist. The giant fist was covered with red-gold dragon scales, on which there were infinite small dragons, one by one with their teeth and claws, making an aggressive posture.

Boom!

The next moment, this huge fist is fiercely covered, and the whole world is accompanied by a shock and roar, like a shocking mountain covered down, towering, majestic and magnificent!

The earth began to collapse, and the strong airflow caused one black hole after another, and the surrounding void was torn apart. The space-time storm surged out of it. The dragon fist did not seem to be mixed with any mysterious magic power, but simply integrated the purest martial arts and power with the most vividly. Reflect.

One of the ways of power, compared with any avenue, is profound and difficult to explore. It is divided into intelligence, physical strength, magic power, Taoist power, energy, power, root force, desire power, wisdom power, determination and so on. Rumor has it that Pangu God is the power to prove the Tao. Of course, although this dragon fist used by Long Jingtian contains the essence of a terrible power, it is only inherited from the dragon clan, not his own creation.

The reckless power was suppressed, which was extremely magnificent and indescribable. Seeing this scene, even if I heard it, I was shocked. I didn't expect that the dragon exploded with all its strength, so powerful and extraordinary.

Indeed, as he had guessed, at the moment Moko appeared, Long Jingtian realized that it was not good and forcibly used this dragon fist regardless of his being devoured.

"You can't let him escape!"

Hearing a loud shout, the pestle in his hand suddenly raised, and suddenly a vast and peaceful Buddha power gushed out. Some of them wrapped themselves, and the other part rushed directly to the dragon.

"Rumble..."

One punch! The supreme and mysterious punch of the dragon clan collided fiercely with the mandala flower. At this moment, Moke's eyes were extremely clear, as if there were two bright lights in it. When he fought with the other party, he ran through his true eyes at the same time, and actually saw a lot of the mystery of dragon fists.

When touching this huge fist, the mandala flower suddenly bloomed, and a mysterious force of suppression and seal gushed out, and suddenly swallowed it. Then, a devastating terrorist force began to escape from inside it, which made people feel terrible.

"Rumble..."

The mandala flower collapsed, and a dim dragon scale giant fist flew out, forming a dragon's shocking appearance in an instant. His face was pale, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and a mouthful of purple-gold dragon blood spewed out, and immediately sprinkled on the simple spear in his hand.

"buzz..."

The spear shook, and a demonic power quickly woke up. A kind of strong blood flowing from the tip of the spear jumped like a flame, and it sounded continuously. The blood of the purple-gold dragon sprayed on it was immediately absorbed by it.

"Dragon Hymn, Holy Sacrifice!"

The dragon roared, the blue veins on his face, and the whole person had a tendency to go crazy.

"Roar...."

With his roar, a series of extremely clear dragons sounded into the spear, and the simple spear suddenly spewed out a terrible atmosphere, noble, powerful and high. This breath belongs only to the dragon clan.

On the surface of the spear, countless dragon shadows, flying and galloping, form one text after another, with a noble and noble taste, which is the unique text of the dragon clan. Then, a field appeared around the spear, in which many dragons shouted, as if there was a sacrifice. One dragon shadow after another also appeared, constantly worshipping and paying tribute.

All kinds of scenes, wonderful and strange.

A great force that is unyielding and superior is flourishing, showing the elegant demeanor of the dragon clan. Dragon, the proud son of heaven, was born favored by the love of the road. He is extremely strong and has superb vitality. What a shocking scene is such a group of dragons worshipping? What are they worshipping?

At this time, the dragon was shocked and was starting to work hard.

"Buzz..."

Listening to the throwing of the pestle in his hand, the Buddha's light surged and turned into a golden streamer to shoot at the dragon, as if he was afraid that he would take the opportunity to escape. Once Long Jingtian escapes, there will be great troubles and dangers. This situation is absolutely not allowed to happen.

In the face of the holy sacrifice of the dragon, Moke was still extremely calm, with a flick of his fingers, and a little white and golden Buddha light gushed out. In an instant, it turned into a supreme pure land. Five-colored lotus flowers gushed out of the void. Strange fragrances attacked, gold was spread on the ground, and piled up with gold, silver, agate, red beads, incense, glaze... Countless creatures bathed everywhere. In the light of the Buddha, the scriptures are constantly recited, solemn and solemn.

The supreme pure land appears, which is impacted, tit-for-tat and incompatible with the picture of the dragon's amazing holy sacrifice. And at this short moment, a bright yellow streamer suddenly shot out and stabbed, which had fiercely bound the dragon and made it difficult for him to move.

At the critical moment, the string of the fairy rope showed its power again.