Chapter 1687

"For this reason, I wish again. As a Bodhisattva, in the world of SAHA and Yan Fu Ti, there are hundreds and thousands of trillions of convenience, but in order to educate... "

with Hanyu Xiaotian's words, his hands suddenly put out a strange mark ～

but seeing his hands bound inside, the two middle fingers stand up against each other, like a flag like flag seal, which is extremely solemn, as if both hands are living with happiness and wisdom, and confer meaning to all living beings.

The seal of the supreme Buddha's great hand -- the seal of the earth's collection.

All living beings have done their best, and Bodhi's formula is Bodhi. Hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha.

When Hanyu Xiaotian's hands bear the fundamental seal of the earth, a burst of Sanskrit chanting mantra that penetrates the heaven and earth suddenly rings out from the underworld space and spreads to every corner of the Yinshan Mountain -

"Nanmo, sanmandobao, ha, he, Wei Sao Mo, Sha He...

with the voice of Hanyu Xiaotian's truth, a lotus flower is held in his left hand, and the flower looks like a flower Yibaozhuang, with a pearl in his right hand, sits on a lotus flower, which contains a great figure of infinite mystery. In the eyes of all people, it falls into the hell of the mountain and sea!

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"no, it's impossible. This is the legendary Bodhisattva of the Tibetan king of Nanwu's great wish

The black robed man on the top of Yinshan Mountain was still laughing wildly, but when he saw the figure of Wei'an, he felt as if he had been stuck in his throat by a fishbone, and suddenly became dumb.

His eyes almost popped out with a look as if he had seen a ghost.

Although, the hell of Yinshan was originally the ferocious ghost rampage caused by him...

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the Tibetan king Bodhisattva of Nanwu great wish!

When the civilization of Buddhism and Taoism in China has been brilliant for thousands of years, the hell ghost road once ran rampant and brought fear to the endless living beings. The Bodhisattva, the powerful Tibetan king of Buddhism, has made a great wish. The hell is not empty and vows not to become a Buddha.

With his supreme power, he settled in hell and suppressed hundreds of billions of ghosts, which greatly reduced the reputation of hellway.

At this time, when the black robed man was ambitious to revive the king of hell and revive the hell Road, the Bodhisattva of the Buddhist sect came again...

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the lotus blossomed and the auspicious clouds formed ～

at the moment when Hanyu Xiaotian magic power appeared, the scene of hell in Yinshan began to change.

At the same time, a very complex Scripture was recited from the mouth of this great figure ～

"at that time, hundreds of thousands of trillions could not be thought of, could not be discussed, could not be measured, could not be said to be boundless, a monk only world, all the hell, the body of the body of Bodhisattvas, all gathered in the Kali heavenly palace.

With the power of the Tathagata, there are tens of millions of them in each aspect, and those who have been liberated from the practice of Tao, which are counted by him. They hold the incense together to support the Buddha. Those who came to the same generation, because of the Enlightenment of the Bodhisattva of the earth, never retreated to the samurai Bodhisattva.

It is all the people who have been robbed for a long time. They have been wandering for life and death. They have suffered for six times and have no rest. With the Bodhisattvas in the earth, they are merciful and vowing deeply. Therefore, each of them has obtained the fruit certificate. Both to benefit, the heart is enthusiastic. Looking forward to the Tathagata, I will not give up my eyes for a moment... "

the Sutra of the Bodhisattva, which is the Bodhisattva's Sutra of Bodhisattva's emptiness of hell!

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"no!"

At this time, the black robed man on the top of the Yinshan Mountain had already sent out a cry of panic.

However, no matter he, the fierce beast Tiangou around him, or the countless fierce spirits and ghosts on the Yinshan Mountain, it seems that even the bullet is difficult to move under the shadow of the Tibetan king Bodhisattva and under the suppression of an infinite mysterious powe