Chapter 33

"Should I call you" magic Buddha "

Su Qin said this.

The golden robed monk's face changed greatly and looked at Su Qin in disbelief.

He never expected that Su Qin could see his true identity at the first sight.

You know, for 900 years, he has been suppressed by the seal day and night, and his own strength has long been integrated with the seal.

In addition, his way of magic and Buddhism can be changed at will between the Buddha and the devil. Unless the real "tuoa" arhat is reborn, outsiders can't tell who he is.

"How do you know?"

The black magic awn looms in the deep pupil of the golden robed monk.

"How do you know?"

Su Qin did not answer.

Under the observation of the real eye, Su Qin has long found that the breath of the golden robed monk comes from the trace of evil spirit deep in the earth.

The real eye is the magic power of Su Qin's sign in. No matter how the magic Buddha hides it, it can't hide it from the real eye.

"I've been wondering just now, 900 years later, why are you still alive?"

Speaking of this, Su Qin looked at the golden robed monk again, shook his head and said, "unexpectedly, you gave up your body and lingered until today in the form of demonic thoughts."

A great master can cultivate gods, and a top-notch master can condense gods, probe around, interfere with foreign objects, and even kill people in the air.

However, Luohan, who is completely superior to Yipin, has its own spirit condensed into essence, which is equivalent to the original spirit of Taoism.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, the arhat level existence will not die immediately by virtue of the "divine idea" condensed into essence.

It's just that.

Without the cultivation of the physical body, the idea of God is equivalent to the source of rootlessness, and it will not last long.

It's just that.

The magic Buddha did not know how to place his mind on Foshan, and has survived to this day.

It's just that.

Even so, the Buddha will not survive for long.

The body will decay, and so will the mind, but the mind is slower than the body.

Moreover, without the physical body, I'm afraid the magic Buddha can't exert the fighting power of the "arhat" level.

"You brought me in to take my body and get out?"

Su Qin looked at the golden robed monk and said slowly, "this is also your only chance. If you want to get rid of the seal, this is the only way."

The golden robed monk listened to Su Qin and did not reply.

However, I don't know when, his golden robe, quietly stained with a trace of black, and this black with a terrible speed, spread in all directions.

Boom!

In a flash.

The Buddhist grottoes, originally full of Zen, turned into the roaring nest of ten thousand demons.

The endless black magic is full of, and the illusory magic condenses one after another, grinning at Su Qin.

"Not bad."

"What you said is all right!"

The magic Buddha completely tore off his disguise and looked at Su Qin like a hungry wolf: "your body has undergone metamorphosis, and you are not on the road of the infinite of the sun or the infinite of the Taiyin, but on the road of yin and Yang."

"This kind of body is rare in thousands of years, and it has boundless potential. If I get it, I will be back to the peak within a hundred years!"

The magic Buddha didn't care too much about Su Qin. Even if he didn't have a physical body now, he was not able to deal with it just by virtue of his mind.

Even if this great master of Yipin has already condensed his mind and transformed his body, it is far from enough.

The reason why magic Buddha didn't do it outside was because of the seal suppression, which could not extend its power to Foshan.

But since Su Qin has entered Foshan, his life and death are already under his control.

"Now, I'll give you the chance to give up your body. I can make you die a little more happily."

"No, I will surely burn you with my soul fire for a hundred years!"

The magic Buddha looked at Su Qin with a sneer.

The reason why he said this was just because he was worried that Su Qin would die together and accidentally "hurt" him.

"Is it?"

"Are you sure you can beat me?"

Su Qin said softly.

"Beat you?"

The magic Buddha disdained to smile: "in the past nine hundred years, although I can't completely break the seal, I have already torn a small piece of it."

"Although I can't get out of trouble by tearing up a small seal, the power transmitted by it is more than enough to kill you."

It's true.

Although he did not have a physical body, he could not play the real "arhat" level of combat power, but also far more than a product.

"Since you don't give up your body."

"I'll have to take your body myself."

The Buddha lost patience and looked cold. He raised his right hand and pressed it toward Su Qin.In a flash.

The whole magic nest vibrates, and countless demons gather to form a huge hand, which slowly presses towards Su Qin.

Under this great hand, the ordinary master of Yipin can't even move. Even if he is the top one, he will feel desperate and close his eyes to die.

The magic Buddha looked at Su Qin coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man.

He believed that under this attack, Su Qin's strength would be ten times and a hundred times stronger, which would not help.

Just as the Buddha was thinking about how to take Su Qin's body for his own use as soon as possible.

Su Qin suddenly took a step and looked directly at the magic Buddha: "don't you want to know why I saw through your identity but still came in with you and gave you so much time to prepare?"

"Yes?"

The Buddha's face changed slightly when he heard the words.

Yes!

Why?

Since Su Qin recognized that he was not a "tuoa" arhat, but a suppressed demon Buddha, why did he take the initiative to jump into his trap?

Is Su Qin a fool?

How is that possible?

Even the magic Buddha doesn't think a top-notch product is a fool.

Just then.

Su Qin suddenly took another step.

"That's because I need time, too!"

Boom!

Only five Foshan suddenly roared.

With Suqin as the center, heaven and earth are covered by a glazed Buddha palm with dark gold.

There are golden Brahms blooming in all directions, one flower, one world, one leaf, one universe, which evolves layers of pure land, endless.

In the heart of the pure land, a golden Buddha sits upright, just like the Buddha who really overlooks all living beings. His eyes are indifferent, without partiality, hatred, love and pity, and his breath of greatness, greatness and vastness soars to the sky.

Click.

Click.

The huge palm of heaven condensed by countless evil Qi directly collapses. The roaring nest of ten thousand demons completely collapses, and the light of Buddha diffuses and shines on everything.

"This, this, this...

the magic Buddha, who had always won, was struck by thunder. Looking at the vast and boundless pure land, and the Golden Buddha in the middle of the pure land, he roared in a very despairing voice:

" the true meaning of the Tathagata! "

"This is the true meaning of the Tathagata!"

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