Satten!

Whether it is the Pure Land monk or the guardian monks of the Bi'an Temple, they were stunned at this time, or were frightened by the changes of the little monk Shenxiu. What is the situation? Since the young monk appeared, the impression that he left to the Pure Land monks and the monks of the Bi'an Temple is timid, cowardly, holy and compassionate. In addition, the Buddhist son Bian Ji won nine lifetimes. Buddhism is considered to be higher than the one level of the Buddha's son Shenxiu. Therefore, the monks of the Bi'an Temple despised him, thinking that he was just a miserable monk who was born at the wrong time...

But just when Fang Xing was in a precaution and was in danger, Shen Xiu suddenly transformed and a wooden fish knocked Bei Mingxiao, the son of the Beiming clan, and the angry shout immediately made the monks and monks feel extremely strange.

Is this a big change?

Even the sons of the other ancient tribes forgot to continue to take action for a while.

“Haha…hahaha…”

Everyone was surprised, and Fang Xing laughed: "I'm done with a little bald donkey!"

While speaking, the sword wings flipped, forced the cultivators around him back, and shouted loudly: "Let's break out side by side!"

Shen Xiu also mentioned Mu Yu and shouted, "Senior Brother, I listen to you!"

“Two…two…and me…”

Below, a donkey screamed, but after halfway through, it suddenly turned into a vague human speech. But a ball of fire rushed up. It was the green donkey, afraid that Fang Xing would abandon it, and rushed into the air in great hoarseness. Now it has four hooves on the fire, with scales on the back and a one-horned head. Not to mention it, it really has an indescribable ferocious aura, standing side by side with Fang Xing Shenxiu.

"Good disciple, it's important to save your life. Come with me!"

Fang Xing laughed, then shouted, and rushed towards the long crowd ahead.

"It's the devil. I'll reveal my true appearance!"

Below, Fo Yin, the head of the guardian monk of the Bi'an Temple, was just in a coma and fell into a valley. Bei Mingxiao, who had just fallen into a coma, woke up and looked at Shen Xiu, who was following Fang Xing. He shouted loudly, then waved his sleeves and shouted: "All the Taoist priests, all the gods, and fellow practitioners. I only ask the Buddha for the fruit of asking for the fruit today, and please transform into a large array to trap these demons in it..."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Without waiting for his soft command, all the formations in the air had already formed, continuous, forming formations, like iron barrels and steel walls.

The four ancient tribes' sons and even the masters of the tribe were all floating in the air, staring at them covetously.

"The devil, you're not surrendering!"

Countless people shouted loudly, and the momentum was shocking.

"If you want our lives, it depends on whether your sword is fast enough!"

Fang Xing laughed loudly, the dragon-patterned sword slowly raised, and endless fighting spirit was released around him. From time to time, the illusions of ancient battlefields and iron-blooded soldiers charging forward. All kinds of illusions, endless murderous aura, wrapped around him like substance, turned into wisps of murderous aura. They poured into his body and wrapped around his sword, making him look black smoke everywhere.

"Clash with me!"

The sword demon swung his big wings, and Zuo Qingfu and Shenxiu took the lead in charging.

The fight begins again, the sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!

This valley of nirvana suddenly turned into a battlefield that concerns the ten thousand years of Buddhism’s inheritance.

"I only ask the Buddha for the fruit of the fruit today!"

The endless monks from the Pure Land area also rushed towards Fang Xing and others under the leadership of the ancient tribe's gods.

This battle almost reached its peak. Fang Xing and others were under great pressure. When Fang Xing fought against the four ancient tribes, all the Taoist sects had formed a large formation. Now that they came, they had the power of the formation blessing, and their power increased by more than three times. In such a battle, Fang Xing had no time to dodge the formation. To some extent, he could only kill and cut hard and break out a bloody path...

Shen Xiu possesses magic power, but has no combat methods, so he can only pick up the missing ones.

The green donkey has frequent phenomena, but after all, his cultivation is still low and he cannot enter such a battle situation and can only save his life.

This also led to Fang Xing provoking the entire fierce battle alone...

"Don't worry, the situation has been achieved. Even if the devil is too fierce, he will not be able to escape this time..."

During the battle in the air, Foyin came to the black-clad Buddha's son, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and comforted him softly.

The Buddhist son Huineng in black did not understand cultivation. In order to ensure safety, the monks from the other temple had helped him ten miles away and protected him.

"Why do you want to call him a demon?"

The Buddhist son in black shook his head gently, looked at Fang Xing, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, and whispered.

"This son disturbs the Buddha's fruit and is dedicated to protecting the inner demon. What if he is not a demon?"

Foyin frowned and replied softly.

"Oh, I feel messy..."

The black-clad Buddhist monk Huineng lowered his head and smiled bitterly, then looked up at Foyin and pointed at the Pure Land practitioners who were fighting in the air in the distance, and said, "Uncle Foyin, why do you think those Pure Land monks fight for us wholeheartedly and fight with Fang Xing?"

Fo Yin was slightly stunned and replied: "Of course it is to achieve Buddhahood!"

The Buddhist son Huineng in black nodded, chuckled, and said, "Then what do you think of that fellow Taoist Fang for?"

Foyin was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

...

...

"Kill the devil and attain the Buddha's fruit!"

In the battle field of the distance, Fang Xing rushed left and right, fighting one after another, and the Pure Land monks and even the ancient tribe's sons also fought for their lives. They shouted loudly and rushed towards Fang Xing, Shen Xiu and others. Under the temptation of "Buddha Fruit", these people also fought for their lives one by one, bursting out unspeakable courage, crushing the formation, roaring the divine light, and exerting endless secret techniques...

Ask for Buddha and ask for the fruit!

They did not hide their thirst for Buddhahood!

On weekdays, Pure Land monks have titles such as "arhat" and "bodhisattva", which are just false names and have no substance.

But now, they have a title that truly becomes the fruit of Arhats and Bodhisattvas. This is a real improvement in their cultivation. Once they achieve the fruit, they will not only be respected forever in Buddhism, but will also receive the blessing of Buddhism and possess unimaginable supernatural powers. This kind of supernatural blessing can, to some extent, even withstand a breakthrough in the realm of killing me...

It was this god-given opportunity that made them take action like crazy.

Even the son of the ancient tribe no longer relied on his identity and was willing to join forces. He also wanted to take down the devil and promote the Buddha's fruit to come to the world!

Now, no matter how fierce Fang Xing is, he is almost suppressed, and he is like a mosquito and flies falling into a spider web. He seems to be struggling fiercely, but in fact, when he stops struggling, he is almost unable to escape when he dies...

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

If you ask the Buddha for the fruit, you will be in today's day!

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a change that ordinary people could not imagine was transformed.

Fang Xing, who was in a fierce battle, had no idea how many injuries he had suffered. He could no longer see the water as he had at the beginning, and had an uncontrollable flaw. Then he was swept by someone's weapons or divine light. This kind of injury, coupled with the consumption under a fierce battle, is a fatal problem. No one can have inexhaustible magic power in the realm of the Golden Elixir, and his body that will never be damaged, even if it is strong.

But Fang Xing, who was obviously supposed to be desperate, had a vague tendency to fight harder and more.

Around him, a faint golden Buddha light gradually gathered, and a slight golden light appeared.

That ray of light almost reflected his clothes, allowing people to see the golden small-character scriptures under his robes, which were as thin as flies and mosquitoes. They wrapped his body firmly and gradually turned into a defensive light that was not damaged by swords and magic. At the same time, endless magic power surged from unknown places and poured into his body, making him tireless, fighting fiercely, with a majestic expression and intimidating minds.

"What kind of Buddhist power is this?"

A Pure Land monk discovered this change, frowned and screamed, and looked frightened.

"Swoosh..."

The goddess of the Wa tribe flew from the sky, mysterious and mysterious, and slashed directly on Fang Xing's shoulder. But suddenly, the sword was bounced off by the golden light lit up around him. The sword body kept whistling and fled into her hand. When she looked at her again, she found that Fang Xing's shoulder was not damaged at all. Not to mention cutting him seriously, she didn't even break the robes of his place that day!

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

The goddess of the Wa tribe was shocked and screamed.

She seemed to have gradually thought of something, and her expression suddenly became terrified: "It's the Buddhist fruit position..."

For a moment, her voice spread throughout the surrounding areas: "The devil has attained the Buddha's position and received the blessing of Buddhism..."

Wow!

The chaotic battlefield suddenly became a little quiet, and everyone's faces were surprised and indescribable.

What's the meaning?

We were fighting to attain the fruit position, but why was the devil who attained the fruit position?

"This...what's going on?"

Even the Foyin, ten miles away, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, as if he was seeing a ghost, his face full of disbelief.

The black-clothed Buddha son Huineng smiled faintly and said, "You are wrong. Junior Brother Shenxiu is not a demon in his heart. Before the real Buddhahood came, he was like me, all Buddhahoods! Our ten-generation debate has awakened the ancient Buddhist aggregates for thousands of years, but the Buddhahood has not yet arrived, and the true Buddhist descendants have not yet appeared. In other words, I am the same as him. To protect me, I will send the Buddha to the West and have good results. I will also have infinite merits. You can obtain my Buddhahood and receive the blessing of Buddha light..."

Foyin's expression had become extremely strange and frustrated, but the Buddhist son still sighed in a low voice: "You use the Buddha's fruit as a benefit, and ask the Pure Land practitioners to take action, but that side of the way voluntarily takes action to protect them, one is profit, and the other is the heart, and the judgment of the superiority and inferiority is determined. What else can you compare?"

Fo Yin was stunned, shook his head repeatedly, and kept saying, "How is it possible, how is it possible, it shouldn't be him, it shouldn't be him..."
Chapter completed!