Chapter 106

All over the sky, ghosts are raging, crying, howling, whining. There are even countless ghosts start to rush towards the moon pass Taoist's that vertical, crazy self explosion in front of this Fu Dao essence.

Yueguan frowns tightly, this is not a virtual shadow, but a real ghost.

These ghosts are not all human beings, some are demon people, some are bailing people, some are even dragon people, and some Honghuang people can't even name yueguan Taoist. Maybe a little ghost is nothing. But these hundreds of thousands of ghosts are like ants that can kill elephants. What's more terrible is that they rush up crazily without fear of death.

And this seemingly merciful Bodhisattva did not even lift his eyes, but continued to pinch the bottle seal. The old oil paper umbrella in the hands of the huge FA Xiang began to rotate slowly. The crimson and bloody rosary beads on my hands began to rotate slowly.

"What a merciful Bodhisattva Yue Guan bit his teeth and roared.

With a flick of the Fu pen in his hand, there seemed to be ink stains in the void. Countless ink dots were thrown out like this.

Like the daily melting snow water, the ink sprinkles into the ghost, and countless ghosts disappear easily under the ink.

Yueguan Taoist bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood essence was spurted out.

"Poof!"

In vitro, the essence and blood appeared void. His face turned pale at once. This mass of blood coagulates but does not disperse, the Fu pen points forward. Blood is ink, essence is pen, and Qi is spirit. With enough strength, he roared: "two strokes, ghosts and gods are scared!"

The rune pen is suddenly enlarged, so that both hands can hold it. It's like a huge steel knife, splitting out and drawing out. All over the sky, the aura condensed into a horizontal, like the axe of Pangu God who once split the chaos. Head for the Dharma phase of dizang king.

This stroke shows that yueguan Taoist's steps are vain and his face is pale. Straight down from the clouds.

The four generals of the magic family rushed up to help him, but now no one had the time to ask for help, and they were all staring at the huge shadow.

The king of Tibet was nervous and serious. He thought for a long time. Seeing the light of this talisman coming near, he didn't think of any way to crack this technique. Shaking his head, he had to resist.

The blood red cassock on his body showed his terrible momentum.

At this moment, FA Xiang opened a pair of eyes, which were smaller than the sun hanging nine days high, staring at the horizontal.

"Shua!"

He held the old oil paper umbrella on his chest like a shield. Push forward, the ghost all over the sky is even more crazy.

"Dizang should be killed!" Yue Guan is biting his teeth. Obviously, he hates it so much that he just says so.

There is reincarnation between heaven and earth. Since empress Houtu incarnated reincarnation with great compassion and fearlessness, the law between heaven and earth has been perfected. All ghosts, whether they are heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, or Yinglin, maoyukun, can reincarnate smoothly.

With its own law attribute and the doctrines of Buddhist saints, Tibetans have stiffly saved so many ghosts from reincarnation. All of them were imprisoned in his shabby oil paper umbrella.

Although I don't know what kind of congenital spirit treasure his umbrella is, since it can intercept so many ghosts, it must not be a simple thing.

"Dizang, are you not afraid of violating the harmony of heaven when you act like this? Are you not afraid of the way of heaven? If heaven's punishment comes in the future, what will you do with it? " The moon roared.

In fact, I know what this guy wants to do with my knee.

Hell is not empty, vow not Buddha.

These ghosts are all the tools that he used to increase his so-called great wish when he was ready to testify. It's just because of one's own selfish interests that so many creatures are prevented from reincarnation. If it had not been for the Buddhist eight treasure pool of merit and virtue and the way of cause and effect, he would have been turned into ashes by this natural punishment. Where did the Bodhisattva come from.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"Boom" a loud sound from all directions of the sky, this is a voice full of compassion, but let the moon at this time extremely disgusted and disgusted.

Looking up, dizang didn't say a word. Closed mouth Zen is still closed, but this huge Buddha's name is deafening.

"Hypocritical villain!"

With a roar from Taoist yueguan, he saw that under the shabby oil paper umbrella, the shadow of Dharma phase hidden in the ground, another hand holding the rosary beads, pinched out a Buddha seal and hit the huge one.

"Bang!"

The mountains and the earth are falling apart, the mountains and rivers are turning upside down, and the universe is changing.

These four words can not be used to describe the scene at this time. Countless old trees have been uprooted, and every inch of grass is barren within a ten mile radius, and all living creatures are extinct.

The Buddha's shadow, which is tens of feet high, slowly turns into a little bit of fluorescence and dissipates in the void. Dizang was not as miserable as the pharmacist Buddha. He just spilled a little blood from the corner of his mouth. After a few steps back, he got a firm foothold.

This time it was the moon pass.

A rosary is right in his chest, no matter the four generals or himself can't resist this rosary. Although it's a virtual shadow, it's full of gravity. All of a sudden, his chest was sunken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood heavily. At that time, he almost fainted.

Bite the tongue, just barely stand firm. Staring at dizang and the pharmacist, it's not surprising that one enemy and two take turns. It's still very reluctant.

If they were together just now, I'm afraid I couldn't get up and go a few moves by myself. However, the saints will not be so shameless. If two people fight each other, they will lose face.

"Dizang... I advise you. This reincarnation of the ghost is the way of heaven, and it has been a matter of natural justice since the empress of Houtu incarnated reincarnation. If you do that, sooner or later you will be damned. "

Dizang shakes his head, smiles, hands together and nods. He grabbed the pharmacist who wanted to speak, and they turned around and flew to the West. Although both of them were injured, their demeanor was not reduced. He is still a group of eminent monks.

Yueguan stares at their far away direction, and he hates that if you can live to the time of the great calamity of the journey to the west, nothing can be said to let Buddhism spread to the East. Is this the worst injury since I was born? This group of monks are extremely cruel. I can't be the word of compassion!

"Cough... Poof!"

I think so in my heart, but my body can't keep up. That Rosary Bead just now is really a bone breaking one. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and yueguan fell directly on his back. The four generals of the magic family quickly helped him and looked at him in horror: "teacher, teacher?"