Chapter 1947: : Vajra Glazed Art, Golden Body Arhat Blessing?

"Amitabha, Lao Na Shi Neng, I have seen the donor!"

The presiding abbot of Dafan Prajna Temple, Shizi generation, Dharma name Shineng, looked invincible, unscrupulously displayed the field, and included the entire Dafan Prajna Temple, Qin Luosheng, his heart trembled.

Under the venting of this terrifying aura, he couldn't help but think of this extremely cruel demon, destroying the country and other crazy actions, even killing the gods, and his hands were stained with divine blood.

Such a devil is simply terrifying.

If possible, he really doesn't want to be involved with such a lunatic.

But how can the world go as one wishes, and how can it run according to his will?

Now that everyone is attacking the mountain gate, according to the actions just now, it is clear that he is finding fault. As the head and the most powerful fighting force in Dafan Prajna Temple, how can he back down?

"Donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore! I, the Buddha, are merciful, open the door of convenience, and save all sentient beings. Why don't the donor put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Shi Neng's thoughts flowed, and he thought about a lot in an instant, but there was no change in mood fluctuations on his face.

Ok.

This is very Buddhist.

Encountering the weak is to force the degree, I am strong, what can you do to me?

When you meet a strong person, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground.

This kind of solicitation is the only one.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you think your **** can fool me?"

Qin Luosheng glanced disdainfully at the seven masters of the realm of the gods, as well as about thirty or so mythical powerhouses, and pointed at the white tiger holy spirit sword in his hand, "You, let's go together! Let me see, the dignified three holy places of Buddhism. How amazing is the Great Brahma Prajna Temple!"

"Arrogant!" The head of the precepts hall is a strong man with a full beard. He practiced the Vajra Glazed Glass Technique. He reached the pinnacle and almost reached the status of a golden arahant. He had the most fiery temper. Hearing Qin Luosheng's words, he couldn't bear it any longer. Where did the ignorant boy come from, let the poor monk come to meet you!"

Vajra glaze, Arhat golden body!

The head of the precepts hall shattered the cassock, took off the Buddha beads on the neck and threw it away, revealing the body with burst muscles, the exercise was activated, and the golden Buddha light lingered suddenly. The phantom appeared, just like the bodyguard of the Buddha Realm Arhat, which looked full of force.

"die!"

With a violent kick, the ground on which the first seat of the Precept Hall stood was shaken by the terrifying force, and the hard ground shattered like a spider web, and even the entire Dafan Mountain seemed to tremble under this foot.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Looking at the first seat of the Precepts Hall, Qin Luosheng's face was neither happy nor sad. Under the attention of all the people, he didn't even move. on him.

"That's it?" Qin Luo looked down at the head of the Discipline Hall with contempt, "Is this your full strength?"

"This is impossible..." The head of the Precept Hall looked at his fist that was bombarding Qin Luosheng's chest, and at the scene where the phalanx was broken due to the violent collision, the white-turned bones were inserted from the flesh, and blood was flowing. He was in a dream.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master!"

"…"

There was a burst of shouting.

To be able to be the first in the precepts hall, the natural age is not small, and the relationship with the door is also many, all of them are "related to the family".

"You, in the end, who are you!"

The head of the precepts hall was extremely pale because of a blank sheet of paper.

This is quite bad for a body cultivator.

Body cultivation, a whole body cultivation base is on the word "body".

The body is everything about the body.

Body cultivators, the physical body is their weapon, it should be extremely rosy, the sound is like a bell, and the breath is long, ... this is normal!

And now where is the first seat of the Precepts Hall?

There is no blood on the face!

The voice is weak and hoarse!

The breath is on and off!



what is this?

Traumatized!

Very seriously injured!

Not just the body, but the mind.

As the high-level executive of Dafan Prajna Temple and the first seat of the Precept Hall, he naturally knew who Weeping Soul was, and also understood what the word Weeping Soul represented. It was terrifying.

However.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Even if he knew the power of Weeping Soul, he was bullied like this, and he didn't want to negotiate at all. The only thing left was to fight. In this situation, what kind of instinct did he suppress, and he took the lead on the spot.

Originally thought that with his own tyrannical physique, combined with the invincible defense of the Vajra Glass Art, and the support of the close Arhat, no matter what, he would be able to resist the sobbing soul for a while, and buy time for his fellow disciples who practiced the attacking technique.

pity.

Reality is often cruel.

People didn't move, they took him with all their strength and punched him, but what was the outcome?

As a physique cultivator, his fist exploded and his phalanges were shattered. That punch didn't seem to hit the human body, but hit an immortal iron. The terrifying anti-shock force followed his arm and invaded the body like a broken bamboo. , even the internal organs were subject to shocks, that is, one blow seriously injured.

As the attacker, he was seriously injured.

Hahahahahaha…

It's really good luck, fate is impermanent.

"You are too weak!"

Qin Luosheng drew his sword quickly, and under the White Tiger Holy Spirit Sword, 100% defense was absolutely broken, which was called the nemesis of physical cultivation, because under this sword, all living beings were equal, which was equivalent to having no defense.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master!"

"…"

A series of familiar voices sounded again.

only.

This time it was no longer a cry of worry and panic, but a cry of anger and trembling.

A junior master of the divine realm, the first person in the dignified Brahma Prajna Temple body repair, surging qi and blood, powerful vitality, violent fighting style, coupled with the protection of the golden body of Arhat, fighting, it is comparable to the intermediate divine realm.

Just such a great master, the real heritage of Da Brahma Prajna Temple is that the strongest attack can't help the enemy with a single hair, and instead is killed by the enemy's sword in an instant, and there is no room for struggle.

What's this?

What the **** is this monster?

Is it really going to kill the Great Brahma Prajna Temple today?

"You still have the heart to worry about others? Next, it's up to you!"

Now that the killing ring has been opened and the battle has started completely, how can Qin Luosheng be polite?

Buddhism is not only the Dafan Prajna Temple, but also has a lot of factions. Those who are first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate are not counted. There are still two holy places on an equal footing with the Dafan Prajna Temple.

Although the Dafan Prajna Temple is a traitor of the human race, colluding with the demons and causing disasters to the Destiny Continent, so they came out to tidy up the rivers and mountains and harvest their beliefs, which is shameless, but at the moment without exposure, Dafan Prajna Temple is still bright and great. It is a Buddhist holy place and a decent sect admired by the world.

Not to mention the same-minded Buddhists will inevitably come to the rescue, and the righteous forces who are deceived by them will also come to support.

In order to avoid night long dreams, Qin Luosheng must fight quickly.