Chapter 696

Above the sky, the huge Buddha shadow heard Zhou Yang's voice, his face did not fluctuate at all, and his big hand patted Zhou Yang did not stay at all, so he photographed it straight.

After a thousand years, he once again saw the Buddha's action. He still couldn't resist the arrogant momentum.

"It seems that you can only be a monk in Buddhism."

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed a thick sadness. He was a monkey. He became the Dousheng Buddha in the great Leiyin temple and chanted the Buddha every day.

For an active and lively monkey, this is an endless ordeal.

He also plans to wait for his strength to surpass the Tathagata Buddha and turn out of the great Leiyin temple. Now he sees that the Tathagata Buddha is like the magic power of picking the stars and holding the moon. He knows that his road to get rid of the great Leiyin temple is still very long, even endless.

"I have seen the blessed one."

Guanyin Bodhisattva and the four heavenly kings are all fanatical. In their hearts, the Tathagata Buddha is their pure land, their other shore, omnipotent and omniscient.

A random move is to block out the sky and the sun. This terrible power can suppress gods and Demons and threaten the heavens.

"It's terrible."

The immortals in the heaven felt the terrible waves emanating from the giant palm, mixed with a strong smell of destruction. I'm afraid they will destroy their form and spirit with one palm, all of them retreating rapidly.

Until they retreated thousands of feet away, the immortals stopped and looked in awe at the majestic figure in the sky.

The figure seems to occupy the whole sky, cover the sun and moon, and become the center of heaven and earth.

"Yang Jian, you can't escape the ashes today?"

The Jade Emperor who swallowed the heaven devil pot looked at the huge palm in the sky, flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and then said coldly to the judicial God Yang Jian.

This palm was enough to explode a magnificent mountain and smash an ancient star. The jade emperor did not believe that Yang Jian, the God of justice, had the ability to catch this palm.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..."

Yang Jian, the God of justice, smiled a few times. He didn't even look back. His eyes were full of banter.

If the Tathagata Buddha hits him directly, he may need to fight the Tathagata Buddha with all his strength to survive. The Tathagata Buddha slapped one more person, the owner of Wanjie building.

Although Yang Jian, the God of justice, entered the Wanjie building for a short time, he also heard that Zhou Yang once pressed a big sun Tathagata under the seven color mountain and sentenced him to five million years.

The seven color mountain peaks, towering into the clouds and straight into the sky, are much more vast and majestic than the five elements mountain.

There are countless other experts suppressed by Zhou Yang, who once wiped out a world with one palm.

Compared with him, Tathagata Buddha is strong and much stronger, but compared with Zhou Yang, the realm of Tathagata Buddha may not be enough.

"Do it. You can absorb the immortal spirit of this world. Don't kill him."

Zhou Yang glanced at the pot and whispered.

The heaven swallowing magic pot can be said to be an imperial magic weapon or a part of the cruel emperor. It is a strange imperial magic weapon refined by the evil body of the cruel emperor.

"Boom!"

Zhou Yang's words should have just fallen. Swallowing the magic pot safely revived, swallowing the four immortal Qi of the Tianting and absorbing the light of the stars. All the essence energy of the whole Tianting gathered and disappeared into the pot.

The magic pot of swallowing heaven trembled, like a person resurrected, threatening the heavens and shaking the three realms. The strong people all over the world gave birth to a strange feeling.

"Buzz!"

The magic pot for swallowing heaven vibrated, the lid flew up, and a thin glow was emitted on it. The tank body was like a bottomless hole, swallowing the energy of the sky, as if to swallow the whole heaven and earth.

The immortal Qi of the Baolian lamp world is not higher than the energy of some forbidden areas in the sky covering world, but the immortal Qi in the Baolian lamp world contains too many immortal substances.

This immortality material can not only make the immortal immortal immortal, but also keep the gods in the heaven swallowing magic pot at their peak for a long time without being awakened by others.

The giant palm photographed by the Tathagata Buddha was directly absorbed by the heaven swallowing magic pot into the pot, turned into nothingness and became the essence absorbed by the heaven swallowing magic pot.

"Gulu ~"

At this moment, the immortals in the heaven, as well as the Buddhist Guanyin Bodhisattva and others, could not help swallowing their saliva. A thick shock flashed in their eyes. All people were completely stunned and lost their ability to think.

It's a magic weapon. It doesn't need to be controlled by people. It has such terrible power.

Just a huff and puff, he swallowed the giant palm covering the sky of the Tathagata Buddha and became the essence absorbed by himself.

This magic weapon is too rebellious!

The huge Buddha shadow sitting on the sky shook slightly with his right hand holding the orchid finger.

"She became a woman!"

The people's eyes had already shifted from the high Tathagata Buddha to the magic pot on the other side. The altar messenger Zhu Bajie suddenly exclaimed.

After swallowing and digesting the giant palm photographed by the Tathagata Buddha, the tangible tank gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a woman in white, with long hair and shawl, peerless independence, like an immortal dying, like a saint coming to the world, detached from vulgarity.

Everyone looked curiously at the figure in the sky. How should such a beautiful woman look like a country and a city?

"Why can't you see her face?"

Everyone was disappointed. The woman in white clothes, wearing a ghost face mask, covered her worldly face, which made people unable to see through and clearly, but she had supreme style and attracted others to look at her.

"Fairy ·······"

Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the clean altar, was stunned. Just looking at the back of the woman in white, he felt drunk. Maybe he was a fairies more beautiful than Chang'e.

He just wanted to ask for his name. As a result, Meitong, a woman in white, glanced gently. Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the clean altar, dared not breathe. He obediently hid behind the fighting Buddha Sun Wukong.

This beautiful woman in white is so terrible that he dare not blaspheme.

"Worthy of being a cruel emperor."

Zhou Yang shook his head and exclaimed.

He is still far from such a supreme demeanor.

"Amitabha, benefactor

The great day Tathagata knows that he is in great trouble. This terrible momentum has far exceeded him.

He just wanted to explain, but what he welcomed was a white palm patting his head.

This white palm was too fast. For a moment, it seemed to come from the void and beat it on the head of the Tathagata.

"Bang!"

The white palm fell on the huge Buddha shadow, and the Buddha shadow exploded. A Buddha in a brocade cassock had no blood color on his face, vomited blood at his mouth, and his body flew crazy upside down.

It is the Tathagata Buddha of Dalaiyin temple.

"Benefactor ······"

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the Tathagata Buddha. Who is this woman with a bronze mask? Is it the groundbreaking Nu Wa?

Otherwise, why is the strength so terrible and why does it have such supreme style?

"Brush!"

Unfortunately, the cruel Emperor didn't answer. His eyes fought and shot the divine light, and his black hair flew. He slapped the Tathagata Buddha again across the air.

Light and rain fall like petals, which is the power of flying immortals created by the cruel emperor.

"Pa!"

The Tathagata Buddha was slapped again. The condensed golden body of all sentient beings' faith cracked instantly, and the whole body was covered with dense cracks. It was like a broken glass man. It would be crushed with a touch.

"Next time, don't call others as donors."

Before the Tathagata Buddha passed out, a firm thought echoed in his mind.

He was afraid that if he called the benefactor again next time, he would think of today's white palm and his body could not help shivering.