This person is too murderous

A thousand-foot peak is covered in heavy snow, and the snow is unknown how thick it is.

Following the guidance of Tianyin's evil thoughts, the machine bird came to the mountainside, where the wind was howling and the cold air was overwhelming.

Several deep footprints on the snowy mountain caught their attention.

"Someone is one step ahead of us." Mo Ziai's expression condensed slightly: "The footprints are not covered by the heavy snow yet. They must have just arrived here not long ago."

"How to get in?" Jiang Daoming asked.

Tianyin thought evilly: "With your Buddha's will, you can sense the entrance."

Jiang Daoming's chapter on the Dragon Elephant Buddha reappears, and the vast Buddha's mind reappears, permeating the Snowy Mountains.

Buzz

On top of the snow-capped mountains, a ray of bright Buddha light shines, echoing it.

Jiang Daoming and others looked at each other, controlled the machine bird, and flew towards the Buddha's light.

The Buddha's light was bright, shining through the white snow. As everyone approached, they saw a flash of Buddha's light on the portal, exuding a sacred and peaceful atmosphere.

"This machine bird should be fine if placed in this ice and snow." Jiang Daoming said thoughtfully.

This Buddha's Light Portal is too small, and the machine bird's huge body cannot enter it at all.

The machine bird is made of extraordinary materials and can withstand some wind, snow and cold, so it should be fine.

Of course, over time, problems will definitely occur.

"Leave the machine bird behind and let's go in." An Fotian said.

Several people placed the trap bird next to the Buddha's Light Gate and entered the gate one after another.

This Buddha's Light Portal should have been opened by the warrior who came first. If it had not been opened long ago, Jiang Daoming would not be able to sense it easily.

After passing through the Buddha's Light Portal, everyone was shocked by the sight in front of them. This was a Buddhist cave.

There is a three-meter-wide passage with Buddha statues carved on the stone walls on both sides. These Buddha statues are blurred and difficult to identify, but some Buddhist meanings remain.

"Where is the Taizong Mandala?" Jiang Daoming looked at Tianyin with evil thoughts.

"You'll know if you look deeper."

Tianyin evil thoughts said calmly: "You can speed up. If you are slow, others will get it, and you will not be able to save the original body."

"If the womb mandala is really related to Tianyin, I will get it naturally."

King Jiangling snorted coldly and walked forward first.

The group of people walked forward quickly, and as they went deeper, the Buddha statues on the stone walls on both sides emitted a faint Buddha light, illuminating the passage.

After walking forward for a moment, An Fotian frowned: "Listen, what's the sound?"

Several people stopped and listened attentively. From deep in the passage, faint Sanskrit singing could be heard, as if the Buddha was chanting sutras.

"Go quickly, don't let others take the lead." King Jiangling's expression changed and he rushed in first.

Jiang Daoming and others quickly followed. While rushing, Jiang Daoming transformed his life essence.

100 life yuan, a thousand days of hard training, the Dragon Elephant Qi is quickly transferred, and the whole body is tempered.

The dragon-elephant tattoo on his body, his physical appearance, and his true energy all began to improve at this moment.

The Dragon Elephant Buddha Chapter is also evolving rapidly. Tathagata Divine Palm and various unique skills are integrated into the Dragon Elephant.

The Buddha's intention is vast, and the Buddha's image of killing can accept all kinds of Buddha's intention.

The mighty heavenly dragon, the Vajra Buddha's mind, and the Guanyin Buddha's mind turn into pure nutrients to nourish the killing Buddha's image.

Eighteen dragon elephants, even more powerful!

After one breath, the life force is exhausted and the improvement is completed.

Jiang Daoming felt the majestic energy in his body, and he was not far from the limit of the later stage. With less than a year of hard training, he would be able to reach the peak of the seventh level.

I hope that this trip to Wombana Mandala will not disappoint me.

As the passage twists and turns, the Buddha's light becomes brighter and brighter, and the Sanskrit sounds become clearer and clearer.

The strong Buddhist spirit fills the passage.

The corpses of monks actually appeared on the ground. Unlike most Buddhist monks, these were all dressed as tantric lamas.

boom

There was a shocking loud noise from the front, the Buddha's light struck, and waves of terror swept across all directions. The two monks flew out and crashed into King Jiangling who was rushing at the front.

King Jiangling raised his palm, and his true energy surged, and a black dragon condensed, supporting the two monks.

"Who is it?" The two monks had blood pouring from their mouths. Instead of being grateful, they looked at King Jiangling in surprise.

King Jiangling put down the two monks and said calmly: "King Jiangling of Daxia."

Jiang Daoming walked over and saw a huge space in front of him, three hundred meters wide and four hundred meters long.

On the stone wall in front, there is a huge statue of the Buddha carved, and below the Buddha's picture is a seat made of stone.

A young monk, dressed in blue monk robes, sat on the seat, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, exuding strong Buddha power.

A middle-aged lama, filled with overwhelming Buddha thoughts, kept hitting the young monk with his palm power.

But in front of the young monk, there seemed to be an invisible air shield. No matter how strong the palm force was, it disappeared when he was three feet away.

"Buddha, you did your best."

The monk in blue said calmly, raised his right palm lightly, the Buddha's light condensed, and pushed gently, but it was fierce and domineering.

boom

The Buddha's palm fell, and the middle-aged lama immediately vomited blood and flew out, hitting the Buddha statue on the stone wall hard.

"Amitabha, Vajrasattva, has extraordinary strength, but the young monk is incompetent." The middle-aged lama spat out a mouthful of blood, clasped his hands together, and looked gloomy.

"Vajrasattva?" Master Tianhui stepped forward and looked at the monk in blue in surprise: "Emei Tianhui, a disciple of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, comes to see the Buddha."

The monk in blue looked at Tianhui in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva?" The middle-aged lama looked at Tianhui in surprise: "What is your relationship with Snow Mountain Tianyin?"

"Returning to the Buddha, my disciple Tianyin is trapped by the evil Buddha. Her evil thoughts say that she needs the Buddha's womb mandala to save her." Tianhui said respectfully.

"Tianyin?" The monk in blue looked at Tianyin with evil thoughts and said with a smile, "Buddha, we meet again."

Tianyin snorted coldly: "We do meet again. You are no longer alive. Why do you still keep the Taizang Mandala?"

"I am waiting for someone who is destined to meet me." The blue monk said indifferently: "Waiting for someone who can break my Taizang Mandala."

"If I can break your Taizang Mandala, do I still need your body protection secret method?" Tianyin sneered.

"You have never understood the mystery of Taizang Mandala." The blue monk said indifferently: "Let your original body come. Your original body can inherit this seat."

"Honorable Buddha, the original body of Junior Sister Tianyin is trapped by the evil Buddha and cannot come." Tianhui said respectfully.

The blue monk frowned: "Then, do your best. If you can defeat this incarnation of this Buddha, you can take away Taizang Mandala."

"Honorable Buddha is too confident." Dark Buddha shouted coldly, stepped forward, and the power of the devil Buddha was overwhelming.

"Fallen Buddha." The blue-robed monk looked at An Fotian indifferently: "You are a little bit behind."

"Then add me!"

King Jiangling took a step forward, and a dragon roared out, circling around him, with a mighty dragon.

Lin Daoxing stepped forward silently, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram appeared.

Mo Ziai drew his long sword and pointed it at the ground.

Four Jindan Dao warriors, facing the blue-robed monk.

As for the three lamas, they were completely ignored. They were only at the seventh level of cultivation and could not even break the protective gas shield.

The blue-robed monk looked at Jiang Daoming: "Eighteen Dragon Elephants, don't you want to give it a try?"