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This is not in line with common sense. The Tathagata Buddha is so famous, how could the disciples of the Buddhist sect not know what the current Buddha Lord is? It feels impossible to be the Tathagata.

With the strength of the Tathagata himself, if he uses his name in all the heavens and worlds, he can use his supernatural powers to find someone in minutes, kill the impostor, and send him to the west.

"The Buddha said, Yu Lan has a spirit, and my Buddha is merciful."

I saw the first lecturer, took out a bell from nowhere, grabbed Jiang Haiyu's Shuihan Sword with one hand, and suspended the Yulan Bell in the air with the other hand, injecting countless powers of faith into the bell.

This bell has practiced with the Buddha for many years, and it is the supreme Buddhist instrument.

With the help of thousands of monks and soldiers with Sanskrit voices, including the head of the precepts and the lecturer, they also joined the ranks of reciting Buddhist scriptures, and cooperated with the head of the lecture to call the Lord Buddha to project.

The first lecturer has the indestructible body of a vajra, and is invincible from the heavens, but his attack power is insufficient, and the words are useless, and the remaining moves are even more useless.

What's more, what he was facing was Jiang Haiyu, a guy who had no physical body and was so powerful that he had no friends. Everything was so incomprehensible.

The vitality of the surrounding world was blocked, and the power of faith was crazily lost in the bodies of the chief lecturer and others. The Buddhist sect cultivates faith, and only the power of faith can be mobilized for them.

Once they lack the power of faith, their strength will not be able to improve, so they need countless believers, and the millions of serfs at the foot of the mountain are their most devout believers.

But in the face of Mr. Twelve, a man who is unfathomable and stronger than Guanzhu, how can they take it lightly.

Chapter 329 Walking Under the Light of Buddha

"Clang, clang, clang."

The Yulan bell rang in the air, and the bells in the Xuankong Temple resonated with the Yulan bell. Under the sky, the bells of Buddhist temples in Yuelun, big and small, rang one after another.

The sky-high golden Buddha statue appeared in front of the Xuankong Temple. The head of the golden Buddha statue towered among the clouds, covering the real face of the Buddha statue. The golden Buddha statue slowly raised its right hand.

"I'm not Monkey King, you're not Tathagata, and you don't know how to control the Buddha Kingdom."

Jiang Haiyu said disdainfully, how can a Buddha Lord hiding in the chessboard be compared with the Tathagata, the Lord of the Western Paradise, and both of them are not at the same level.

The golden projection of the Buddha Lord seemed to have heard nothing, and the face of the head lecturer was a little ugly. Could it be that their Buddhist sect's plan for a thousand years of conspiracy was exposed like this?

The Lord Buddha flipped his palm, but did not throw out the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, and brought him into another world.

As long as he is still in Haotian's world, Jiang Haiyu is basically invincible.

He is illuminated by the moonlight, and even at critical moments, the master can rescue him. Moreover, according to his estimation, the Buddha Lord is at most in the seventh realm, the Nirvana of the Buddhist sect.

The golden Buddha Lord projected his right hand down slowly, covering Jiang Haiyu, and the golden Buddha's light enveloped his whole body, and the Buddha's light penetrated the Mie characters and landed on the surface of his soul.

The light of the Buddha in the palm projected by the Lord Buddha purified him little by little. The falling Buddha light was like the warm sun in winter, warm and very comfortable.

"Everyone, help me activate the Yulan Bell."

The head lecturer cursed inwardly as a pervert, the Buddha's light projected by the Buddha could not do any harm to Jiang Haiyu, it was the projection of the Buddha, the Buddha who founded the Hanging Temple.

The master Buddha's cultivation base is Nirvana in the seventh state, which is stronger than the master Guan now, and second only to the master. Perhaps Ke Haoran, who has repeatedly broken through the realm, can be stronger than the master Buddha before death.

But it is undeniable that the current Lord Buddha is the most powerful person in the entire world. Sangsang just fell into the dust and did not know where she fell asleep. Ning Que had already embarked on the road to find her.

Gathering the power of faith of the first lecturer and the peak of the digital five realms, plus the increase of the scriptures of thousands of monks and soldiers, the Buddha's light gradually became brighter, and the Buddha's light through the disappearing characters became more solid.

"Apocalypse."

As Jiang Haiyu's eyes lit up, he spread his hands flat and cast the magic of apocalypse. There was the aura of Sang Sang on his body. He used Sang Sang to deceive the sky and used the magic of apocalypse.

I saw the sun above the sky, shooting down a strong white light, shining on Jiang Haiyu's body, competing with the Buddha's light, and he walked step by step towards the head lecturer and others.

In the world of Haotian, the power of the Lord Buddha is limited after all. This is not the Hanging Temple, not in the body of the Lord Buddha, nor the world of the Buddha Kingdom on the chessboard. The power of Haotian is still supreme.

Above the sky, the sun slanting in the east instantly moved to the sky above Jiang Haiyu's head. The sun was very close to him, and it was a thousand times or ten thousand times bigger than usual.

Bathed in the apocalypse, walking under the light of the Buddha, his extinguishing characters have long since dissipated, only the radiant Buddha light of the Lord Buddha is fighting against the magic of the apocalypse, and the fireflies and the sun are competing for glory.

"Daomen Tianqi, how could you still be Tianqi, a Taoist Tianqi who is stronger than the temple master."

The first class of lectures is very confused, the academy Wuju is to find gaps between the vitality of the heaven and the earth, some practitioners who are talented in the sky can learn it by themselves, such as Chen, the master of the temple, or an alcoholic who is trying to survive.

But Apocalypse is different. Apocalypse is a high-level authority bestowed by Haotian himself. Only those who believe in Haotian can do it. How can people from the Academy, Demon Sect and Buddhist Sect get the gift of Haotian?

Besides, Jiang Haiyu went to the sky with his master and turned into the moon. How could he borrow the power of Haotian? This is unreasonable.

Above the sky, the Master, whose clothes were blown into a mess, unconsciously raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Good boy, yin and yang are born of each other, and even forcibly borrowed Haotian's power, I have to work harder."

In the previous resistance, Master has always been at a disadvantage, until Jiang Haiyu used the apocalyptic magic technique, borrowed Haotian's power, Master's power, and came back on balance again.

Now it is up to Ning Que to find Sangsang, awaken Sangsang, and let Sangsang not return to the Kingdom of God and stay in the world, then Haotian's consciousness will become weaker and weaker until it becomes a rule.

"I am both Haoyue and the sun, so her power can naturally be used by me."

Jiang Haiyu increased the output of apocalyptic magic, Taoist apocalypse is a very magical realm, the strength of apocalypse depends on how much power Haotian can provide you.

For example, in Jiang Haiyu now, the strength of the apocalyptic magic has almost reached the seventh level, while in the human world, Sang Sang, the power of the apocalyptic magic has reached the eighth level.

"I didn't expect it."

Jiang Haiyu showed a kind smile, he is such a kind person, why do people hold ill-will towards him, he obviously did nothing, but still want to speculate maliciously towards him.

The master is the teacher of all ages. Seeing the appearance of the first lecturer who has never seen the world, he shook his head helplessly. Except for the disciples of the Buddhist sect, all of them are accepted at the back of the academy.

"Lecturer, you can't understand the teacher's strength of character with your meager knowledge."

The white light on Jiang Haiyu's body became stronger and stronger, and the Buddha's light gradually faded under the erosion of the apocalypse, from deep golden to almost transparent.

"No matter how powerful the master is, he will be killed by Haotian."

The head lecturer felt that his Buddha Lord was a group of witty ones who planned thousands of years of capturing Haotian with the death of their bodies, and now it was finally on the agenda.

The strongest master in the world, his life and death are uncertain after going to heaven. In Haotian's world, no one can defeat Haotian.

Therefore, the Lord Buddha invited Haotian to his world.

"Stupid, I can come down to tease you, which means that the teacher is on top and there is not much pressure."

Jiang Haiyu finally saw the ignorance of the group of bald donkeys in Xuankong Temple. They were probably a group of ordinary men, who were obviously ordinary, but confident enough not to want them.

"break."

I saw him yelling clearly, and the pure white apocalyptic magic was projected towards the Buddha Lord towering into the clouds. A mere projection, he actually tried to convert the twelfth teacher of the academy, the head of the lecture, the brain of the first lecturer, I am afraid it was not given by the little uncle's donkey kicked.

The Lord Buddha was projected under the endless apocalyptic magic, persisted for three breaths, and turned into fly ash together with Yu Lanling, and dissipated between heaven and earth.