Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Above the sky, Buddha's light and blood light intertwined.

The Buddhist monks joined forces, layers of Buddha's light shone, and the six-word mantra flew out of their mouths, turning into huge golden words that flew out, as heavy as mountains. The mountains shook, the sea surged, and the momentum was huge.

Guan Yan frowned slightly. She had been training the Qinglong navy for the past hundred years, which was very effective. Its power was no less than that of the South China Sea navy. However, compared with these Buddhist disciples, there was still some distance between them.

In other words, this kind of combined attack method is originally respected by Buddhism.

Gather the faith of all living beings, condense the Buddha's kingdom in your palm, and shock the demons in all directions.

With the combined strength of five hundred monks, even if they encounter a Golden Immortal, they will probably be able to hold out for half an hour.

However, unfortunately, the Ji Ren they were facing was not only a Golden Immortal, but also a Golden Immortal who mastered two killing weapons and could see their flaws at a glance and break their formation easily.

All kinds of magical powers were completely ineffective in front of Ji Ren. Just as the Buddhists said, they were like a dream or bubble, fleeting in a flash.

Ji Ren's whole body was shining with brilliant light. He suddenly exhaled, and a gust of wind blew out, blowing away the golden light in the sky. Thousands of incarnations appeared in the air, and the Avici swords in their hands fell like raindrops and meteors.

The Buddhist monks tried their best but were unable to withstand Ji Ren's attack. They were completely defeated and could not be stopped. They wanted to escape but they could not escape the encirclement of Ji Ren's clones.

It was true that five hundred of them were surrounded by Ji Ren alone and then killed by his sword.

However, it only took a few breaths.

Out of the five hundred people, only less than fifty were left.

It seemed that he was about to die completely at the hands of Ji Ren.

At the critical moment, changes occurred in the sky.

A loud shout came from the sky: "Po Dao, stop being so arrogant."

The next moment, a huge vajra for subduing demons fell from the sky, and thousands of Buddha lights appeared, like a mountain pressing down on one's head. A terrifying pressure came, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds rang out, echoing in Ji Ren's brain. In a trance, he saw a majestic Buddha. A mysterious power went straight into his heart, asking him if he was guilty?

Ask your true heart.

If there is even a moment of hesitation, the pestle will fall and the head will explode immediately.

Ji Ren remained calm, his third eye on his forehead widened again, and the purple divine thunder shot out immediately. The terrifying lightning shook, shattered everything, and shot directly at the demon-subduing pestle.

The golden light on the Demon-Subduing Pestle was surging, but it could no longer fall down and could only fly back.

In the sky, a guardian deity wearing a phoenix-wing helmet, black cloud shoes, and golden armor flew over. He reached out to take the demon-subduing pestle, his eyes wide open, glaring at Ji Ren, exuding a fierce and oppressive aura.

"Bodhisattva Skanda!"

When the remaining monks saw the person coming, they were immediately overjoyed and cheered in surprise.

Bodhisattva Weituo, enlightened by the Tathagata Buddha, is a great Bodhisattva who protects the Buddhist Dharma and upholds all Buddhas.

Although he is only a Bodhisattva, his cultivation is above that of many Buddhas.

After saving nine hundred and ninety-nine Buddhas, one will be able to achieve perfection and become the Buddha Louzhi.

When he comes, all the calamities will be eliminated.

The monks were just breathing a sigh of relief, but their movements slowed down a little. However, Ji Ren did not slow down at all. He poured all his magic power into the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and slashed down with a dazzling blade light. The monks were horrified, but they were unable to escape.

"How dare you?"

Wei Tuo had never thought that Ji Ren would dare to attack him after he showed up. He immediately became furious and was about to use the demon-subduing pestle. However, before he could do anything, he felt a deadly murderous intent enveloping him, and the Avici sword transformed into thousands and slashed towards him.

Wei Tuo's face changed suddenly and he had to stop temporarily. He condensed a thousand-foot golden body with golden light surging. He threw the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, which was like a Mount Tai. Although the Avici sword was fierce, it could not fall down.

But while he was resisting, all the monks had already been killed.

The demon-subduing pestle in Wei Tuo's hand shone with golden light, intimidating Ji Ren.

"He has a small skill, but he still dares to do the same thing."

Ji Ren's face showed a cold expression, and he turned the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand. A sharp sword light slashed out, tearing the void and forcefully blocking Tu Xingsun's spatial trajectory.

The name of the Skywalking Technique is simple, but the magical power is extraordinary. If one hides deeply in space, even Daluo may not be able to find him. But unfortunately, in front of Ji Ren's divine eye, Tuxingsun can survive if he escapes, but actively attacking is no different from seeking death.