Chapter 128

"Bang!"

It exploded.

The Golden Buddha explodes into a golden light and is swallowed by the black gas and disappears.

"Burst?"

"Even master Mingwu is not an opponent?"

"It can't be compared. It's terrible!"

"The general of the ancient evil god is so strong!"

Luo Liuyan several people looking at this scene, eyes, full of fear.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, in the black air, two blood lights appeared, staring directly at Luo Liuyan and others.

This gaze is like the gaze of death.

Luo Liuyan's scalp was fried, and all his hair stood up.

The whole person is in hell, shaking uncontrollably.

It was extremely difficult for them to move a finger.

There's no way to deal with it.

What to do?

"Boom! Boom... "

He stepped forward and walked towards several people step by step.

At each step, the dust on the ground was cracked, and the shock wave was continuously rising, impacting the people in rows.

"Bang..."

Their bodies, bumping back and forth among the broken stones, were miserable.

If you were to fly up the country, you would be blown into dust by the shock wave.

Even so.

At the moment, they were also injured, fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Hum..."

The sky trembled.

The raincoat reached out to cover the sky and went down from the sky.

Under the big hand, the prestige like the Milky Way pours down, with the tendency of destroying the withered and decaying, falls from the sky.

It seems that the ground can't stand this kind of pressure and is collapsing rapidly.

Seeing, the big hand will press on five people.

At this time.

"So I know that Prajna paramita is the great God mantra, the Daming mantra, and the supreme mantra..."

Scripture after Scripture, flying fast.

At the top of luoliuyan's heads, it quickly condenses to form a 100 meter high Golden Buddha.

The Golden Buddha put his hands together and said something in his mouth.

With Ning Zhiming chanting sutras, the Golden Buddha is also growing rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden Buddha as high as 200 meters.

"Hoo..."

The Golden Buddha was covered with scriptures, flying around him.

"Hum..."

A golden handprint condenses and forms, aiming at the big hand covering the sky, and blows away.

"Boom..."

There was a loud noise.

His body pedaled straight back and he sat down on the ground.

"Boom..."

The mountains and rivers vibrated and the dust exploded.

Luo Liuyan and others rose to the sky.

Finally, he hit the ground heavily.

He fell dizzy and his eyes were full of stars.

"Howl..."

He struggled to stand up and let out a roar. His eyes were fixed on the Golden Buddha.

"Damn it, bald ass!"

With that, he pulled out the chain and aimed at the Golden Buddha.

"Bang..."

The air burst and the waves were endless.

The sky seemed to be tearing apart and exploding.

In front of the Golden Buddha, a golden hand stands in front of him again.

"Bang..."

The giant black iron chain directly penetrates the golden hand and draws on the Golden Buddha.

Half of the body of the Golden Buddha is scattered by life.

Countless scriptures, direct evaporation.

The remaining half of the Scriptures, flying rapidly, once again condensed into a 100 meter high Golden Buddha.

"Damn it, bald ass!"

He turned around and fixed his eyes on Ning Zhiming.

This moment.

If the body is confined, it is extremely difficult to move.

Even chanting scriptures is several times slower.

"End It's over

Sensing the drought coming towards him step by step, Ning's eyes are full of despair.

A few kilometers away.

Mo Shan looks at this scene, the corners of his mouth are full of sneers.

"God is deceiving Taoist?"

"Count everything?"

"All means to heaven? Can you do anything? "

"I Pooh!"

"In my opinion, God is a piece of rubbish!"

"Die

Mo Shan looked at the scene, his face, showing a cruel sneer.

Far away.

Ink soul looked at the scene and shook his head secretly.

"Why is the Taoist so weak? If only I had known where I could use it

"Ah, such a weak body, don't worry, kill him, drought!" Ink soul murmured to himself.

The sound started.The face of the drought changed.

Stretch out to cover the sky big hand, aim at rather wise, then pressed to come.

For behind the Golden Buddha attack, completely ignored.

Seeing that, the drought would slap Ning Zhiming to death.

At this time.

"Sarizi, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color..."

The Buddha's voice on the road floats down from the void.

Countless scriptures are flying all over the sky. In a moment, they wrap Ning Ming Ming.

At the same time.

The drought hit Ning Zhizhi right on the head.

"Boom..."

It's a big bang.

He stepped back and sat on the ground, blocking the river.

When I got up, a heart-shaped Lake took shape and the river poured back.

"Hoo..."

The Scriptures flying from the void quickly penetrate into the body of the Golden Buddha.

The Golden Buddha grows rapidly.

Within a moment, it grew to two thousand meters.

Stand up to the sky and shine.

It looks like a god of creation.

"Damn it, bald ass!"

When he saw this scene, he roared.

Holding the iron chain, he aimed at the Golden Buddha and blew it over.

"Whew..."

The sound of breaking the air explodes.

The iron chain came quickly, and in a flash it hit the finger of the Golden Buddha.

"Ding..."

Metal crows.

The two fingers of the Golden Buddha gently hold the iron chain.

"Damn it, bald ass!"

He roared and shriveled, his arms withered and suddenly swelled.

Explosive muscles, full of arms.

He tugged hard, and the chain broke, as if it were about to break.

However, with all his strength, he was still unable to pull back the chain.

"You are predestined relationship with Buddha, accept Du Hua!"

The face of the Golden Buddha does not change its color, and the voice of the Buddha is uttered.

Then, two fingers gently pinch.

"Bang!"

There was a bang.

The iron chain disintegrated and disappeared.

"Boom..."

He sat down on the ground again, sinking a piece of soil.

When he struggled to get up, another lake took shape.

"Damn bald..."

The words didn't stop.

"Therefore, the mantra of Prajna paramita is to say: uncover the truth..."

The Golden Buddha opened his mouth, and every word of Scripture came flying, covering the drought.

"Ah..."

He fell to the ground in the drought and kept struggling.

The black air on the body is rapidly dissipating.

At the same time, these scriptures also fly to Mo soul and Mo Shan.

"Ah..."

Mo Shan fell to the ground and screamed.

"Damned God trickster, dead bald ass, stop, stop!"

The black air on Mo Shan's body is disappearing rapidly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Zi..."

The sound of frying meat began.

Mo Shan's body melted quickly and turned into a pool of black mud.

Puffs of white smoke, mixed with stench, gushed from him and spread all around.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Shan only has a skeleton, standing there quietly.

After the wind, the skeleton cracked and burst into vermicelli.

From birth to death, that is, in a flash.

"Ah..."

Further away, the ink soul also fell to the ground and kept screaming.

Black gas on the body, disappearing quickly.

When the black air dissipates, the body melts and dies miserably.

"God is deceitful, Taoist, you won this time!"

"If you meet again, you will die!"

Finish saying, ink soul is in matchless flesh painful expression, take out a piece of black air to wrap Fu paper.

A little pinch.

"Hoo..."

The rune paper ignites a black flame.

A figure that looks like ink soul changes.

The Scriptures flew away from the ink soul, all ding on the figure.

"Hoo..."

Ink soul real body, slowly disappear in place.

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