dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Chen Daji's attack was ineffective, but it didn't mean Ghost Buddha's attack was also ineffective.

Under the blood-red bronze mask, there was an insane chanting sound.

"Nammo Fudo Mingwang!"

"Well, Samantha, Vajira Nam, Dera's."

"Amoga, General Damahararosana, Spadaya, Hum."

"Dra Maya, Dra Maya, Hum. Dra's Ham! Mam!"

(One of the Buddhist secret mantras, the root mantra of Sanskrit Fudo Mingwang, also known as the Great Destruction Mantra.)

Hundreds of swastikas emitting black light shone, and were clamped on the Buddha of Tears.

As if the Buddha of Tears came alive, he suddenly turned into a five-story building, his eyes widened, and his face was full of overwhelming anger.

With a howling wind, the palm, which was bigger than a millstone, slapped down on the leaders of the two cults.

"Jie Jie Jie, Namo Amitabha Buddha!"

"Brother, please open your eyes to see how this little monk will avenge you!"

Amidst the bang, Luo Menghong and Fa Qing were slapped into the mountain, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Even though they had magical protection, their faces were still pale from the beating.

Guifo Wumian saw that he didn't kill the opponent with one blow, he was not surprised but happy.

This is exactly what he wanted, and he could continue to torture the enemy to avenge Hua Jiunan.

"Jie Jie Jie, suffer! Despair! This is just the beginning of the boundless purgatory!"

As the ghost Buddha said, he raised his pale right hand and slapped the air, and the big Buddha behind him also made the same movement.

There was another loud noise, which shook everyone's ears.

Faqing's fat face had turned blue-purple, and his eyes were bulging.

Apparently not badly injured.

Luo Menghong is not as good as him:

His face was as white as paper, and there was a trace of black air all over his body.

Even the evil god holding him was flickering, as if it might disappear at any moment.

Amidst Jie Jie's strange laughter, Ghost Buddha Faceless raised his right hand again.

"So good!"

"You two Nilotic ghosts better hold on a little longer!"

"The longer you persist, the happier I am, and my brother can smile in front of the Buddha!"

After the ghost Buddha finished speaking, he recited the Vajrasattva mantra again.

"Nara Jinchi BU Karaya. Sapoha. Mapoli wins Kara Ye. Sapoha."

"Namo drink Luotana duoluoyeye, Nanwu alaye."

"Emperor Poluji. Shuo Bo Luo Ye. Sa Po He. Om, Xi Dian Du. Mandara. Bha Tuoye, Sa Po He!"

Under the blessing of the two secret mantras of the Buddhist sects, the Buddha has grown to a height of [-] meters.

A Buddha's palm stretched out like a cloud.

Leaving aside the power of this beat, the strong wind brought up by it alone deformed Fa Qing's fat face.

The two cult leaders were so frightened that they shouted together: "It's now!"

The moment their big hands slapped them, Luo Menghong and Fa Qing detonated their own defense secrets.

"Boom boom boom!"

The three explosions seemed to come together, shaking the earth!

The restriction of Liangjie Mountain was also shattered by this blow.

In the smoke and dust, two figures quickly fled towards the human world.

The fat monk Faqing laughed wildly, mixed with a violent cough.

"Namo...ahem...Amitabha!"

"Ghost Buddha...cough cough...no matter how strong you are, you have been fooled by the Buddha!"

"We will meet later!"

After thousands of years, Luo Menghong, the leader of the Luo Sect, was also extremely excited when he finally had a chance to escape.

"Chen Daji, right? My leader remembers you!"

"You'd better stay with ghosts and Buddhas forever in this life, otherwise..."

Before Luo Menghong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an angry shout: "You beast, otherwise what would you do?!"

A sharp saber descended from the sky like an antelope's horns, and slashed heavily at the leader of Luojiao.

At the same time, the roar of "dong dong dong" sounded, but it was the snow corpse striding forward from afar.

That speed was far faster than Chang Baye, and he was in front of Hua Jiunan and the others in the blink of an eye.

Chen Daji was worried that Luo Menghong would retaliate against him in the future, so why didn't his parents sue him now that they came.

"Uncle Xueshi, that stinky Taoist priest is bad, he said that he will kill me sooner or later...kill my boss!"

It turned out that this guy was worried that he was not enough weight, so he temporarily changed it to Hua Jiunan.

This is Chen Daji thinking too much:

Xueshi is brave and loyal, and always remembers the friendship between Chen Daji and his son in his heart.

If anyone threatened the lives of his father and father, even if Yan Luo came, Xue Shi would not lack the courage to fight.

Not to mention a mere cult leader!

"Roar!"

Amidst the roar, the snow corpse appeared behind Luo Menghong with a flicker.

"Die!"

A fist that was bigger than the screen of an ordinary laptop computer, carrying endless cold wind, smashed Luo Menghong's entire chest with one punch.

Painful screams sounded.

But it just stopped abruptly when it sounded:

The sharp sword fell, and Luo Menghong's head flew high, with complex expressions of shock and disbelief on his face...

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