Li Yundong's body of the Ming King was instantly blasted into countless fragments from the air, and he himself was knocked down from mid-air. The simultaneous siege of the four Ming Kings was so fierce and fierce that Li Yundong suffered heavy injuries immediately if he was distracted.
But Fudo Ming King is one of the five great Ming Kings after all. Although the Dharmakaya was defeated, and the bows and arrows above Li Yundong's head and the Vajra pestle rushed towards him like a violent storm, the next second Ming King's Dharmakaya immediately gathered and took shape again, turning into a majestic force that could not be blown by the eight winds.
In the fierce Vajra posture, the six arms once again formed the big hand seals, like an unmoving mountain, blocking this overwhelming and violent attack in front of Li Yundong.
In the distance, everyone saw a sea of blazing blue fire. Arrows rained down like locusts. The sky was almost covered by the rain of arrows. Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky could not be seen. They could only vaguely recognize them.
The four multi-faceted and multi-armed kings of Ming strummed their bowstrings quickly.
Every time they plucked the bowstring, a golden light arrow shot out from the empty bowstring. But as soon as the light arrow flew out, one turned into two, and two turned into four. By the time it flew into the air, it was already a sea of golden arrows.
rain.
Gods and Buddhas all over the sky know that Fudo Myooh is the king of all Myoyo kings. He can destroy all monsters and destroy all obstacles. His power is so great that it is earth-shattering. If he were to fight alone with other Myoyo kings, Fudo Myoyo would be able to defeat them effortlessly.
King Ming.
Therefore, the four Ming kings joined forces to attack Li Yundong. On the one hand, they used these arrows like continuous spider threads to stick Li Yundong in place, making it impossible for him to exert his amazing power. On the other hand, the real killer was
It is the Vajra and Vajra Sword in the hands of the Four Great Ming Kings.
These vajra pestles are so powerful that they can often smash a high mountain into powder when they are struck down. The golden wall of big handprints photographed by King Li Yundongming in front of him will tremble violently every time it is hit, and countless numbers of people will appear on it in an instant.
There were cracks, and the diamond sword that fell next represented the power of Buddhism to destroy all the evildoers of demons and evil spirits. Every time the sword fell, it cut into these cracks, like an ax that cut into the mountain, chiseling away the golden color in front of Li Yundong.
The city wall collapsed bit by bit.
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Ruan Hongling and Lin Miao, who were in the stone chamber, were also staring blankly into the air. A piece of blue flame was reflected in their eyes. In the flames, King Fumo Ming sat upright in the air, with sword rain all over his body, as if he was in hell.
Their minds were completely blank at this time, with only one thought constantly lingering in their minds.
Is the invincible Li Yundong going to fall like this?
Zhou Qin and Ziyuan saw the golden city wall composed of countless large handprints being cracked bit by bit by the vajra and chopped bit by bit by the vajra sword. They were even more frightened like ants on a hot pot.
They want to help, but don't know how to start.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. Although they are masters of thunder tribulation, they are still insignificant ordinary mortals in front of the five great kings. They cannot even get close, let alone help.
The blue karma fire boiling around Li Yundong will burn them to pieces.
"What should we do? What should we do?" Zhou Qin's face turned pale with anxiety, and he bit the corners of his mouth until blood dripped.
Ziyuan also looked at Li Yundong with fixed eyes, her fists clenched, and her body trembling slightly. This usually calm fairy completely lost her calm and composed appearance. Her eyes were painful and struggling, confused and anxious.
Li Yundong felt that he had been overwhelmed by the onslaught of arrows and was unable to see anything. Although he could feel that his power was still strong, he was still thinking about what Tianji Xuanhu had said to him before.
Li Yundong reluctantly spared some of his strength, turned his head and said to Tianji Xuanhu: "Tianji Xuanhu, what do you mean by what you just said? Are you willing to return Su Chan to me?"
Tianji Xuanhu looked at Li Yundong intently, and said slowly with extremely complicated eyes: "Mingwang World Honored One, if you can agree to my conditions, I will return Su Chan's soul and body to you."
Li Yundong was ecstatic: "What are the conditions?"
Tianji Xuanhu pointed at the gods and Buddhas all over the sky and sneered: "Kill all these hypocritical gods and Buddhas!"
Li Yundong was shocked, his ecstatic face gradually solidified, and his eyes hesitated and struggled. He looked at the extremely familiar and beautiful face in front of him, and one picture after another appeared in his mind involuntarily.
I vaguely remember that when I met and fell in love with the little girl, the little girl once cuddled up to him charmingly and said, "When you are rich and powerful in the future, will you dislike me?"
What did you say at the time?
Ah, yes, I smiled and asked: If a rich and handsome man is in front of you in the future, will you leave me?
The two of them experienced countless hardships and tests along the way. Li Yundong clearly remembered that the little girl hugged the piggy bank tightly in the taxi, fearing that she would lose the little money in it. It seemed that she would lose the money.
Lost myself.
But when he encountered a difficulty that really needed money, the little girl took out all her savings without hesitation. She also smashed the piggy bank that she regarded as a treasure and took it out without hesitation.
The little bit of savings inside was handed to me, just to prevent myself from despising her, not to underestimate her, not to leave her.
These pictures echoed in Li Yundong's mind. The familiar face in front of him gradually merged with the image of the little girl in his heart. A trace of tenderness gradually appeared on his face. He recalled his promise to the girl: No matter how you change,
No matter what happens, I will never despise you or leave you.
The little girl had accompanied him all the way. She had fulfilled her promise, and now it was time for her to fulfill her promise.
Li Yundong's eyes were obsessed and illusive. At this time, the figure of Tianji Xuanhu was no longer in his eyes. Only the girl's figure stood in front of him like a dream. He murmured as if he was dreaming: "Yes...I
I won't dislike you. If you didn't leave me in the first place, how could I abandon you now? I will wait for you to come back... Chan'er, just wait for me, it will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a while...
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As Li Yundong spoke, the internal organs in his body began to operate crazily, the breath in his body was boiling at an unprecedented high, and the energy and blood in his whole body began to burn like a flame.
Everyone saw blazing blue flames boiling out of Li Yundong's body. His hands slowly began to form seals. It was the most powerful and longest-lasting seal of Amitabha among the mantra Mahamudra!
Li Yundong performed his hand seals and recited mantras. Every time a mantra came out of his mouth, his Mingwang Dharmakaya became stronger and thicker, and the crumbling golden Buddha wall in front of him also became thicker, taller and towering.
Like a golden mountain.
The four Ming Kings who were originally suppressing Li Yundong to attack fiercely became more and more crazy, and their attacks became more and more fierce. However, the blue flames around Li Yundong surged up like a tide against the sky, and the flying arrows in the sky were like strong winds.
Even the heavy rain cannot extinguish the blue sea of fire!
The people in the Chinese and Japanese spiritual circles at the foot of the mountain were also dumbfounded at this time. Many of them were so shocked that they could not restrain themselves and whispered: "Oh my god, does Li Yundong really want to go against heaven?"
They could all feel that Li Yundong was burning his own life as the price, pouring all his mana and essence into this heaven-defying blow. This great battle between life and death was achieved at this moment!
For a moment, the world was extremely quiet, with only waves of mantra and mahamudra sounds vibrating.
When Li Yundong recited the last sentence of the mantra "Begging for the Pregnant Kali! Shahe!", there was a loud bang, and the fundamental seal of Amitabha formed by Li Yundong's Mingwang Dharmakaya shot up from the bottom toward the sky.
At first, this big handprint was only the size of a door, but as soon as it flew out, it continued to grow in size, becoming as big as a mountain. By the time it flew close to the clouds, it had already covered the sky and almost blocked the sun.
The sky is filled with gods, Buddhas and the figures of all the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty.
The moment this big hand seal came into contact with the Four Great Ming Kings, a burst of blinding white light suddenly bloomed, and the world was filled with extremely bright light. Even the top powerhouses like Tianji Xuanhu were so stabbed that they couldn't help but leave.
He passed his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This burst of white light was extremely blazing, like a roaring wave, reverberating and rolling in the air. Everyone could only hear a rumbling sound, like a hundred thousand thunders exploding one after another, or like hundreds of millions of volcanoes exploding at the same time.
They were all shocked and deafened, and their eyes were stabbed to the point of temporary blindness. Some were even knocked to the ground, huddled together, trembling, and unconscious.
I don't know how long it took, but after this burst of white light passed, some high-level practitioners dared to turn their faces and opened their eyes to look into the sky with trembling fear.
When they looked at it, they saw the blue and clear sky, the golden-stepped jade platform, the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty, the auspicious cloud lotus, and the gods and Buddhas all disappeared, as if they were just flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water from beginning to end. Li Yundong's palm turned these flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
Break them all up!
Only Li Yundong was alone in the air. His Mingwang Dharmakaya slowly scattered in all directions, and the blue karma fire disappeared bit by bit. His body was shaking, as if he was about to fall in the next second.
The energy and blood in Li Yundong's body was boiling. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell violently. Zhou Qin and Ziyuan were shocked and screamed, and subconsciously wanted to step forward.
But at this moment, Li Yundong stopped abruptly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forced a smile, and said weakly: "Tianji Xuanhu, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
Tianji Xuanhu looked at Li Yundong in great shock. She did not expect that Li Yundong's heaven-defying palm could disperse all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, including the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasties, the four great Ming Kings, the four great Bodhisattvas, the Five Hundred Arhats, and the Three Thousand Vajras.
I don't want to face this overwhelming blow.
Although she knew that Li Yundong in front of her was so weak that she could poke him down with one finger, but as the saying goes, a tiger cannot be defeated even if it is dead. At this moment, Tianji Xuanhu saw Li Yundong as unprecedentedly powerful and majestic. She looked at Li Yundong with complicated eyes and remained silent.
After a while, he said slowly: "I can fulfill my promise, but before that, I want to know one thing..."
Li Yundong took a breath and said with a tired struggle: "What's the matter?"