Monk Tyrant's face was extremely solemn. He knew that the battle at this moment was inevitable, and the Black Nightmare Pagoda would become a nightmare for all of them at this moment.
"Stay with me to the end!"
Monk Bazhe has no choice but to retreat and fight to the end. This is the dignity of the Buddha, and even more so, his dignity.
"I don't know what's good or bad."
Black Nightmare Pagoda sneered, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense. Since the Buddha didn't know what to do, he had no choice but to take action. These golden Arhats were also in the way, so they could just deal with them together.
The future of the province will become a scourge for the West Pole China.
Black Nightmare Pagoda's palms are like lightning, and he kills decisively. Faced with the Monk Tyrant, waves of terror surge in, destroying everything, like a chaotic storm, unrivaled!
"Get out of here!"
The Black Nightmare Pagoda was so powerful that it was so fast that it made Monk Tyrant's face change drastically. This guy's strength has reached the level of Emperor Zun. Even with his current strength, he is completely unstoppable.
"The nine-turn golden body, the Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
Monk Tyrant's face was gloomy and terrifying. The palm prints in his hands were linked together. Obscure hand prints appeared one after another. The infinite Buddhist rhyme reversed the sky and intertwined with the Black Nightmare Pagoda. Countless lights and shadows filled the sky. On the top of the West Pole Divine State, Huang
The sand is everywhere, as if the world has been reversed.
"break--"
The power of the Black Nightmare Pagoda is completely beyond the power of Monk Tyrant. It is like a huge wave and is unstoppable!
"puff--"
Monk Tyrant retreated violently. He had already suffered heavy losses, and now he was oppressed by the Black Nightmare Pagoda. He was in a very embarrassed state. The Lord Wood Spirit looked very sad, but the strength of the Buddha today is indeed different from what he once was.
There were too many, and after reincarnation, he had not yet reached his true peak.
"And you guys, get out of here."
Black Nightmare Pagoda struck out with a palm, thundering for three thousand miles, sweeping across the yellow sand, wind and clouds, and black mist!
The combat power of the three Venerable Nati Kasyapa has also been weakened a lot. After all, the previous battle with Monk Tyrant made them extremely passive. Now it seems that in the hands of this Black Nightmare Pagoda, they are simply worthless.
.
"asshole!"
Venerable Subhadra shouted angrily, and the three of them were thrown away without any suspense. The method of Black Nightmare Pagoda was evident!
"The mantis arm is just a chariot."
Black Nightmare Pagoda sneered, but at this time, Monk Tyrant had deceived him again, knowing that he couldn't do it, because he was the Buddha, the Supreme Buddha, the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, and he had the responsibility to protect his own
The disciples, the five hundred golden Arhats, are the most distressed people. They are also forced to have no choice. When the Buddha sect was destroyed, they had tried their best. Venerable Natikasyapa and others were only persecuted and could survive.
, it is really not easy to save one's life.
At this moment, seeing the Black Nightmare Pagoda severely injuring the three golden Arhats, Monk Tyrant was extremely angry.
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell can't hurt anyone from my Buddhist sect."
Monk Tyrant came forward and directly blocked Black Nightmare Pagoda. That punch, a heavy punch, hit Monk Tyrant directly in the chest. Monk Tyrant clenched his teeth and was blocked by the three golden arhats.
With this blow, otherwise, they would have been wiped out at this moment.
Even so, Monk Tyrant's body has already been severely traumatized, and it is difficult for him to have the slightest strength to fight again.
"Buddha..."
Venerable Natikassapa never expected that at this moment, the Buddha would actually block the attack for the three of them. Otherwise, they would definitely die.
Venerable Youxian Wugong and Venerable Subhadra both looked at each other, their hearts extremely complicated. They were already worried about the blow just now. They knew they would die, but there was no room for maneuver at all.
People feel very sad, but who would have thought that the Buddha they had been chasing to death would actually become their savior.
At this moment, everyone was very entangled in their hearts. The kindness of the Buddha made them very embarrassed for a while. There was no way to repay the grace of saving their lives. However, the retribution they had today was all thanks to the Buddha. In their hearts,
It’s beyond words and full of struggle.
"Come on, I'm here to support you! The person they are looking for is me."
Monk Tyrant shouted in a deep voice, Heng Dao immediately stood up and looked at Black Nightmare Pagoda. At this time, he was also prepared for the worst.
"It's already this time, do you still want to be a hero? It's a pity that you don't have the capital. Today, you are just a bird in a cage. Now, I have the final say in this world."
Black Nightmare Pagoda's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he had no intention of letting Venerable Natikasyapa and the other three go.
The three of them looked at each other. Although there was some hesitation in their eyes, they did not have time to think too much. It was better to die than to live. If they could escape, who would be willing to pay for it with death?
The three of them walked without stopping and turned around. Monk Tyrant faced Black Nightmare Pagoda directly, but Black Nightmare Pagoda kept laughing at him and slapped him with three palms in succession, causing Monk Tyrant to completely lose his fighting power. He spurted blood and looked ugly.
"Everyone is destined to die. Death may be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. If I die for the three golden arhats, one life is worth three lives. I have made some money."
Monk Bazhe said with a smile. The blood continued to flow out, and Master Mu Ling looked extremely desperate. Buddha is worthy of being the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas. Even at this time, he is still caring about Buddhism and is still thinking about others.
, never thought about myself at all.
"It's a long bullshit talk, but you don't know that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Why did you die? Now you are reincarnated again, don't you know? It's because you are too stubborn. If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you. No one is selfish.
Only selfish people can live longer. Buddhism has long been destroyed in your hands, and others have fled away. How about you? You are still willing to die for others. It is really ridiculous, extremely ridiculous, haha."
Black Nightmare Pagoda stretched out his hand and grabbed Monk Tyrant. He would not kill Monk Tyrant because he was the one wanted by the Demon Ancestor. But no matter what, in the end, there was only one ending for him, and that was under heaven and earth.
There was a Buddha whose golden body was destined to be deprived of his body.
"Amitabha."
Monk Tyrant whispered that Black Nightmare Pagoda had already had deep demonic roots and would not care about his words at all. He could only sacrifice his life for justice.
"Even when you are about to die, you still talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality. The collapse of the Buddha sect is entirely due to your hands. Follow me, Buddha, this is your only way."
Black Nightmare Pagoda bound Monk Tyrant tightly and said in a deep voice.
"If you want to touch my brother, you have to ask me if I am willing to do it, Black Nightmare Pagoda, right? I have been looking for you for a long time."
Jiang Chen took a step forward and came across the sky. The wind howled and he stood at the top of the sky.