Chapter 68 Get it

Duobao Buddha's face showed a look of horror. He never thought that this junior, who was much younger than him, had touched the extreme that he had never even touched.

That kind of extreme, but even those high-ranking people are desperately pursuing the goal.

Lei Dong is young, but he is extraordinary. He can't see through it with the eyes of the Buddha. A layer of purple gold sets off the extremely mysterious and strange means. He can feel that there are many tricks that make him feel threatened by the thunder. The heavenly eyes of the Buddha are familiar with the three worlds and six paths, and can detect the fierceness in the dark. Ji.

"The benefactor, you have touched the extreme. The poor monk won't let you go today. I hope you can forgive me!" Duobao seems to be guilty, but his hand is not slow.

The purple-gold bowl shook, and immediately became bigger. It was on the top of the head, and the golden light was brilliant. Countless swords hit it, only making the sound of collision, which could not make the bowl vibrate.

Duobao's expression moved, and there was a trace of compassion in his eyes.

"Great compassion!"

The palm of his hand poked out gently, and time seemed to slow down at this moment. His palm seemed to cross everything and bombard the thunder. The thunder only felt that he could not avoid this palm at all.

The big palm that seems to cover the sky has no escape, and can only fight for this palm.

Great kindness and compassion, the Buddha family transforms the world, pays attention to compassion, and there are no immeasurable people. Today, this palm is selfish, and it is necessary to suppress thunder, seize treasures, and restrain opportunities.

In the final analysis, it's just for one's own selfishness.

"The real body of the Thunder Emperor!"

Lei Dong not only did not dodge, but also rushed forward and resisted the blow with his body. Duobao Rulai frowned slightly, felt the strength of Lei Dong's body, and shook his head and sighed.

"It's true that there is a change in heaven and earth. There is a great opportunity. Such a body is better than the big witch of that day, and it is not much different from the body of the ancestral witch!"

He said in his mouth, his hands were not slow, and his great compassion covered the sky, wrapping the thunder in it. The golden stale was shining in the palm of his hand, and the sound of chanting came out from it, constantly attacking and disturbing the thunder.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha!

A ** voice sounds in the brain, preaching the beauty of the ancient West. It is the world of bliss. The best part of the world is that there is no suffering and all sentient beings are equal.

It's a snap!

The golden Swastika was broken, and the thunder shook its round fist. It was punched out one by one, like an ancient barbarians, like the ancestral witch who used to cross the earth. The body was the strongest weapon. One punch exploded the golden Swastika one by one. The golden light was dim, the palms trembled, and the chanting sound dissed.

The palm of his hand shook slightly, retreated back, and trembled slightly, as if he had been seriously injured.

"That kind of blood! It's definitely it. I didn't expect that in an era, it would still exist in the world!" Duobao was stunned and muttered that he couldn't believe it.

This kind of bloodline, not only him, but also Yunxiao has been shocked, but even Lei Dong himself did not know what kind of blood they were talking about.

The golden bowl shook, and the golden light was brilliant. All the sword light was scattered, and the world returned to calm. Duobao Buddha frowned, looked at the thunder, and said, "The poor monk underestimated the beneer. Since the beneer has this kind of bloodline, the poor monk does not leave much, but this thing must be left!"

He pointed to the nothingness in front of him and looked firm.

This thing has great power for anyone. Not to mention him, even if those main gods meet, they will not let it go. Although Duobao Buddha is afraid of the thunderous blood, he will not let Leidong take this thing away in vain.

He shook his head, and Lei Dong didn't say anything. He punched him, and the starry sky shook, expressing his words and deeds with his own actions.

"In this case, no wonder the poor monk!"

Duobao Buddha said, when the voice fell, he grabbed it with his hand. This time, it was not a great chapter of great compassion. The world in his hand was illusory and disillusioned. It was the Buddha country in the palm of the Buddhist legend. According to legend, the Buddha country in the palm reached the extreme, which can open up a universe, a real paradise world, where only Buddhists live there.

In the golden Buddhist kingdom, the Sanskrit sounds of chanting scriptures came out, bhikshu, sami, arhats, bodhisattvas, guardians, Buddhist powers sit in it one by one, recite scriptures devoutly, and look up at the sky at the same time.

There is a golden Buddha sitting in the starry sky, reciting sutras, witty words, sky flowers, and golden lotuses. The whole world is full of endless faith. The true meaning of Buddhism is the truth in the hearts of countless Buddhas.

"Thunder King's Trial, the second blow! "Kry the Buddha!"

Lei Dong waved the purple and gold scepter in his hand, and the thunder emperor's second blow was sent out. He advanced to the god and finally had the opportunity to use the second blow. Once this blow came out, the wind surged.

The purple-gold beam of light rushed to the nine heavens, a shocking blow.

Around the purple-gold beam of light, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats all flashed. Without the light of the Buddha, these Buddhist powers were dim, and the end was tragic. They were nailed to the stone, blood was scattered, their heads were cut off, lonely, and their chests were pierced, and there was empty blood.

Around the beam of light, the moment of evolution of the death of the Buddhas in the heavens, the death of the Buddha is just right!

"Looking for death!"

Seeing this scene, Duobao was finally really angry, and the Buddha was also angry. What's more, he read the newspaper Buddha, with a flash of light on his head, and the five Ming kings were angry.

The five Ming kings, the five incarnations of Duobao, the five people broke away from the Duobao Buddha and formed a strange array. Suddenly, the peaceful Buddha's light was filled with countless murderous atmospheres. The four kinds of sword lights shined, just like the original condensation of the killing of heaven and earth. A single silk sword spirit makes people feel cold and thunderous. If they are stabbed by the sword light, even if his thunder emperor The body also needs to be broken.

Boom!

The four sword light synthesized a nihilless sword light, blocking the rushing blow of the Buddha. The Buddha fell and disappeared, and the sword light also dissipated. This blow was evenly matched.

Both sides showed a trace of fear and felt each other's strength.

The two of them made a real fire, as if they were going to fight endlessly. At this time, a blue light came from a distance and fell between them.

In the blue light, a graceful figure came out of it. The cyan palace costume revealed grace and luxury, so that the fairy flower also had a dull face. This woman was the Yunxiao fairy she had seen before.

"It's really her!"

Thunder sneered in his heart. It was exactly the same as what he guessed. The blue light was the beam of light, which was the best play of this disciple.

Yunxiao Fairy looked at Duobao with complicated eyes, "Big brother, you should know what this blood represents. Do you really want to be stubborn to the end?"

"He, the poor monk can leave it alone. This thing must be left!" Duobao took a deep breath, suppressed his heart and roared, took back the five Ming kings, and made a concession.

The thunderous strength made him afraid, and the former little sister in front of him should not be underestimated, especially the array in her hand. Duobao asked herself that there was no way to break it.

Within't talking with Yunxiao, he took a step forward and shook his head.

"Duobao, if your strength recovers and you take this thing away, I will not stop it. However, with your current strength, it's really a fool's dream to take this thing away from my hand!"

Thunder holds the purple and gold scepter, fighting spirit.

Duobao Buddha, his strength is definitely not as much as shown in front of him. However, after a long time, his strength has declined too much, and he has not recovered so far. Otherwise, although the thunder is strong, he is definitely not his opponent.

Yunxiao didn't say much. He looked at Duobao Buddha and made his position.

Yunxiao Fairy, coupled with the powerful thunder, Duobao is not the opponent of the two in front of him at all. If he really fights, he will never have a chance to win.

"Duobao, you should know what we should do. Don't forget the real big things for your own sake!" Yunxiao said in a low voice.

There is this unknown secret between the two.

His face was uncertain. After all, Duobao Buddha sighed, shook his head, and turned into golden light and disappeared.

Yun Xiao took a look at the thunder, as if she was saying something, but she didn't say anything after all. She turned into a green light and left.

The two left, and the thunder suddenly changed before the nihilistic thing. He grabbed it with one hand and put it into his body. As soon as the Leihuang Tower shook, it immediately became hot. He swallowed it up and began to refine it.

Under his hand, he turned his head and looked at the purple electric dragon hiding from the battlefield in the distance!

It is just a puppet with a trace of real dragon spirit. It is a weapon condensed by heaven and earth to kill thunder. It is just swallowed up by nothingness and becomes so weak.

There was a slight shock in the body, and a trace of purple gold appeared, and the light flashed. Only a dragon chant remained until now. The light flashed, the real dragon disappeared in the sky, and the thunder cloud dispersed, and calm was restored.