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A mysterious and profound dao rhyme is slowly flowing.
Dao Yun washed away.
Except Amitabha.
The rest have all focused on Monkey King.
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Amitabha Buddha watched the chaos in Tiangong.
But there is no way.
He was horrified to find that he even blinked his eyelids in front of Wu Shen.
All you need is a nod.
He tried again and again, but he couldn't break through Wu Shen's slowly flowing Dao Yun.
The rhyme seemed invisible.
But extremely domineering.
Amitabha saw Wu Shen use it when he was on an expedition to the demon world.
The way of hegemony.
Seemingly invisible.
But it can dominate the sky and the earth.
The realm of dominance unfolds.
Even saints are affected.
Amitabha knew that if he used all his strength, he could struggle away.
But he knew better.
If you use all your strength, you will completely tear your face apart.
Amitabha knew very well that what Wu Shen did was settling old scores.
After all these tens of thousands of years.
Dongtu Buddhism played a lot of edge balls.
When the big week changes.
The turmoil secretly set off by the Buddhist sect of Eastern Earth has lasted for nearly a thousand years.
Those who died in the turmoil of the human race.
Hundreds of millions.
At that time, Amitabha thought that the Wu clan disappeared, and Wu Shen disappeared.
So it was a wave.
It wasn't until Zhao Gongming came to warn him that he realized that the waves were big.
just now.
It's time for him to pay the price for what happened back then.
"Everything has a cause and an effect, are you right? Amitabha?"
Wu Shen smiled slightly at Amitabha Buddha.
Amitabha's whole body was stiff, and he could barely squeeze out a smile.
"What the patriarch said makes sense."
Wu Shen turned his gaze to Monkey King.
"Then take a good look at the result."
boom!
Following Wu Shen's voice fell.
A roar sounded.
Dozens of Arhats were hit by Monkey King.
A golden light flashed.
These dozens of arhats were all turned into powder, their souls were destroyed, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.
Maitreya, who has been watching the excitement, is also under the influence of Wu Shen at this time.
Finally forgot the identity of Monkey King.
Get a big drink.
The golden body of Buddhism is illuminated.
The Buddhist golden body and the fairy family golden body have their own magical effects.
And the greatest magical effect of this Buddhist golden body is that it can be used as a treasure.
Because of this Buddhist golden body.
In itself, Amitabha received Wu Shen's insane defensive power back then, and thus gave birth to his mind.
It has been studied for millions of years.
At this time Maitreya showed his Buddhist golden body.
Sixteen yojanas in stature.
On the top, there is a subtle cyan-colored glazed light.
Take the luxurious Lengjiabao as the crown of heaven.
There are 32 signs of solemnity and compassion in the crown of heaven.
Each phase has 500 trillion kinds of precious colors.
The treasure color circulates, and naturally transforms into 500 million emperors and [-] billion heavenly women.
Every day in the hands of the Son of Heaven, immeasurable billions of seven-treasure lotus flowers are transformed.
On each lotus flower there are immeasurable billions of lights, and in the light there are various musical instruments, singing like music without drums.
When the sound came out, all the women naturally held the instruments and competed in singing and dancing.
The golden body of Maitreya sits upright on the seat of Master Qibao.
This throne is four yojanas high.
Jambudha gold and immeasurable treasures are regarded as adorned seats.
There are four lotus flowers on the four corners.
Lotus blossoms are made of hundreds of treasures, each of which emits tens of billions of lights.
As the current Eastern Buddhism, the Buddha is second only to Amitabha.
Maitreya's strength has reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage.
If it weren't for the lack of opportunity to be holy, I'm afraid he would have been sanctified long ago.
At this time, he lit up the golden body of Buddhism.
Immediately, the pressure on Monkey King rose sharply.
Monkey King emptied three hands and covered his eyes.
He was so angry that he yelled.
"Well, you fat bald donkey, you actually shot my old grandson with all your light."
The Buddhist golden body is too shiny.
Give Sun Wukong a shake.
Maitreya twitched the corner of his mouth, and didn't care what Sun Wukong said.
He sacrificed his own treasure, the race bag.
Although this human race bag is an acquired treasure, it is blessed by Amitabha Buddha.
It also has the power of an innate baby.
Suddenly the wind howled, and the suction increased sharply.
The protective divine light around Sun Wukong seems to be absorbed too.
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.
Insert the golden cudgel in his hand into the ground to stabilize himself.
The Tianhe and the four seas can be fixed.
Is it possible that a mere race bag can be removed?
Sun Wukong suddenly became as stable as a mountain.
He grinned at Maitreya Buddha.
"Fat bald donkey, do you think sneaking up on my grandson is enough?"
Sun Wukong twisted the formula.
The golden light on his body changed.
The wind around him suddenly disappeared.
"It's a small wind, compared to Wu Zuwu's wind, it's not worth mentioning at all."
Sun Wukong sneered.
He jumped up, completely ignoring the suction of the ethnic bag.
Raise the stick and kill Maitreya.
Mi Le immediately saw a majestic coercion coming, and it went straight to his soul.
As if a mountain is not around the top, the spiritual wind around the body is condensed and no longer circulates.
A quasi-sage Bodhisattva came from the side.
One finger on the top of the head.
Qingyun emerged.
That Qingyun turned into a fertile field, and on top of the fertile field, there was an immortal yao grass.
While Yaocao was trembling, she waved her light energy like a sword.
Attack on Monkey King.
Monkey King didn't even look at it, a golden light flew out from the back of his head.
Kill the immortal yao grass of that quasi-sage bodhisattva.
The Quasi-Holy Bodhisattva let out a scream, the cloud above his head shattered, and he spurted blood wildly.
The golden light stopped in mid-air.
But it is a baby that looks like a pair of scissors.
Two flood dragons covered the surface, roaring ferociously.
Flip up and down in the air, auspicious clouds protect the body, head to head like scissors, tail to tail like strands, one insertion in two sections.
It was Bixiao's golden dragon scissors.
It was also promoted as the best innate spirit treasure by Qiankun Ding.
Amitabha Buddha's eyes straightened at that moment.
You let the monkey smash the heavenly palace of the poor monk and kill the disciples of the poor monk.
The poor monk endured it.