boom!With a loud bang, the power of faith on Mount Sumeru was surging. A small trumpet of Mount Sumeru appeared behind the old monk, which was completely built by the power of thought.
It is said to be a small trumpet, but compared with ordinary mountains, it is still huge and boundless, towering into the clouds, and it is directly suppressed, faster than all speed, majestic and intimidating.
Everyone changed their color, which clearly showed an extreme power, with wisps of imperial aura flowing down, which was shocking.
Moreover, this mountain was suppressed too quickly and was so huge that it was directly crushed, and the sky collapsed and the earth was almost impossible to avoid.
Longma cursed and said: "You are so hypocritical and full of compassion, just to win time to build this mountain, your uncle!"
Ye Fan moved, and his whole body burst out with a thousand feet of light in an instant. He stepped on a golden magic array and walked with great strides. It was the Source Heaven Divine Array, which was his blessing of magic power and essence for himself.
Chih!
A red cloud flew up, and the long sword in his hand shot out a dazzling fairy light, slashing the suppressed Mount Sumeru, and he himself was moving forward.
This is a real hard-hitting fight, and it is just a spirit of energy and cannot retreat.
Because the old monk is definitely not the leader of Mount Sumeru. If he is afraid of him, there is no need to go on the subsequent battle.
Ye Fan's preparations took so long that he also increased his magic power to the top. The two can be said to have used the strongest attack and collided with each other!
The mountains collapsed and the sword light shattered, and the two seemed to be surging in the vast sea, with a terrifying collision, magnificent and boundless.
Everyone changed their colors. How terrible Mount Sumeru was, it actually blocked the attack of the imperial weapon. The power of faith was so great and powerful that it was horrifying.
The breath of the emperor is spreading, and this mindful power is the seed planted by Amitabha Buddha. With the blessing of sentient beings, it is already against the will of heaven!The Taoist Shen Silkworm suddenly spoke.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
The Shen Silkworm Taoist was drunk and holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking very decadent. This was the first time he spoke in front of others.
The water in the desert is deep, and it is true. I really don’t know what terrible arrangement Amitabha has left on this mountain.Qi Luo talked to himself, and everyone's hearts sank.
The endless sea of suffering is the shore.The old monk was very calm and stood halfway up the mountain. The temple behind him was magnificent, setting off his sacred and peaceful.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and this time he rushed forward directly. The killing sword in his hand trembled violently. He swung four swords one after another, and his divine power surged, all landing on Mount Sumeru.
Donor, you are stubborn. Having a Tao means who can sing all the way through life? There should be a choice, Amitabha.The old monk recited the Buddha, and another Mount Sumeru made of thought power rose and pressed forward.
In the rear, people were all gritting their teeth. This hypocrisy was even more abominable than a real villain.Longma was so angry that he wanted to step out of sixteen petals with one hoof, and directly stepped on his face and bloomed.
Ye Fan sneered repeatedly. This time the sword energy was particularly strong, and the four paths were integrated, and he had to break up to Mount Sumeru.
No!The people behind screamed.
The old monk smiled, and the thought power like a vast sea around him surged, and his mind power was revived. He was almost united with the entire Mount Sumeru and controlled the endless powerful power.
Chih!
The sword lights were thousands of ways, colliding with the power of faith, like a river and sea, the entire sky was destroyed, which was very terrifying. The sword energy and the power of faith rushed to the sky, causing the stars outside the domain to tremble.
At this time, Ye Fan was silent and a cauldron of mother-of-life floating above his head. The mouth of the cauldron faced downwards, and a galaxy-like light poured out.
Boom!
There is a third kind of power in this place, which is extremely powerful and extremely terrifying, and it is also a power of faith. It is just incompatible with the one on Mount Sumeru. The two meet, burn violently, and swallow each other.
In just a moment, a vacuum appeared in front of him, and a road was cut out.
The monk changed his color because Ye Fan rushed over like lightning. The immortal sword in his hand shook, shattering through the sea of thought power and approaching him.
The third force appeared, and in an instant, the balance broke. Ye Fan forced him to a certain distance and the sword was about to kill the monk.
In this process, his consumption was extremely large. The accumulation in the cauldron over the years was almost overwhelming, and it was incomparable to the majestic belief power of Mount Sumeru.
Ye Fan did not climb Mount Sumeru because it was a dragon, pond and tiger den, and he could not enter at all. No matter how many times the mind power in his cauldron is, it would not be enough, it was too far away.
However, before he approached, close to Jushan, the power of faith destroyed the earlier balance. Although the opportunity was a moment, it was enough for Ye Fan, who was good at capturing fighter jets.
The sword energy broke through the sky and burst out with a dazzling light. Although most of it was offset, one of the wisps still slashed on the monk's body. With a puff, the head rolled down and blood splattered.
No!The old monk shouted, unable to believe this fact.
He stood halfway up the hill of Mount Sumeru and was actually killed. This was too terrifying. The loophole was caught in just a moment and took his life.
Ah… He had only had time to let out his last scream, and his body burst into a blood mist.
Ye Fan's body shook and his feet stepped on the word "Step" and when the overwhelming power of faith came back, he decisively retreated, and at the same time he used the killing sword to block the power of thought.
master!
Ancient Buddha!
Halfway through the mountain, dozens of arhats shouted, but they couldn't change anything. The old monk turned into a pool of blood, and his body and spirit were destroyed.
It's good to kill. This thief is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but is hypocritical and excessive, so he should kill with one sword.Longma shouted happily.
Ye Fan retreated and looked at the thought power accumulated over the years in the Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things. He had almost dried up. When he met Mount Sumeru, he melted into nothingness in just seconds.
There is a great horror in this mountain!Ye Fan sighed lightly, fortunately, he didn't care about the power of faith and never planned to be refined into his body. This time he used it to test the waters would not be heartbreaking.
When... the bell sounded slowly, the light of the entire Mount Sumeru suddenly became many times brighter, like a mythical pure land, making people suffocate.
On the top of the mountain, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and all directions are bright, illuminating the entire vast western desert.
Ye Fan and others retreated, then rose into the air, and kept flying upwards until they were level with the top of the mountain and looked forward.
The ancient temple on the top of the mountain is magnificent, simple and grand, very spectacular, like an immortal palace, with tiles and ridges dyed with a layer of holy glory.
A copper plaque is covered in rust, hanging on the ancient temple in the center, with a few words engraved on it, with iron painted silver hooks, vigorous and powerful, which is the four words "Da Leiyin Temple".
Everyone frowned, not talking about anything else, but this bronze plaque is amazing. It has been nourished by the imperial aura, and there is still a terrifying fluctuation spreading!
The big bell is lingering, deafening and deafening. The bell is huge and hangs behind the Great Leiyin Temple. The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and there is also the imperial aura.
It is not an emperor's weapon, but many of the things are used by Amitabha Buddha, and even made by himself, which is terrifying and shocking.
Everyone sighed softly that Mount Sumeru will inevitably be difficult to attack, and it is not necessarily possible to fight with imperial weapons.
At this time, the bell stopped trembling, and the top of Mount Sumeru was peaceful, with bursts of Zen singing, as if the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of the heavens were singing.
In front of the Great Leiyin Temple, there is a dead tree with branches stretching like a dragon, which is very mysterious.
Bodhi Immortal Tree!
Ye Fan's heart moved, and then he felt relieved. This was the previous life of the Bodhi tree. It was different from other immortal medicines. Every time it was reborn in Nirvana, leaving behind an old dry body and regenerating another seed.
The endless Zen singing makes the entire Sumeru Mountain Palace appear solemn and solemn, sacred and pure, with the power of thoughts, and being with all living beings.
The purple-gold tiles, the magnificent temple, and the metallic luster flashes in the lilac, making this place more mysterious and magnificent at first glance.
Amitabha, good, good.An old Buddhist name sounded from the Great Leiyin Temple.
Then, the door was open, and many golden arhats appeared, and Buddha light was born behind their heads, which was sacred and majestic. Then there were the most famous Vajra positions such as the Dharma Protector Vajra, and others, who were actually inherited in this life.
The Vajra of Splashing Dharma, the Vajra of Victory, the Vajra of Viagra, and the Vajra of Eternal Residence are each more serious than the other. The Buddha's spirit is everywhere, and the four of them are extremely tall and very forced.
Later, there were the Buddhas' guardian gods, etc., the most famous of them were the four heavenly kings, the eastern king of kings, the southern king of growth, the western king of broad-minded kings, and the northern king of great news. They all looked at each of them, the most gods and holy.
The people in Tianzhi Village all felt a deep heart. The Buddhist foundation was too deep, and all of these people at the fruit position appeared.
What appeared later was that the Bodhisattvas of the heavens and the ancient Buddhas were more fortunate. There were not a few of them in total, which could not be compared with the ancient times.
According to legend, in the era when Amitabha Buddha was alive, there were many Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas, sitting cross-legged in the heavens, and the Buddha's light shone across the world. It was true that I was the only one in heaven and earth.
However, before everyone's heart was completely let go, they immediately sank again, because an old monk walked out of the Great Leiyin Temple, which was obviously a great saint!
This is an ancient Buddha. Although his breath is restrained, it still puts pressure on people. He is not as bright as other monks, but has some sparse yellow hair, like wild grass.
The face was full of wrinkles, like wind-dried oranges, very old and dry, but the hidden blood was terrifying.
It’s him, Moke’s great ancient Buddha, you are still alive!Princess Divine Silkworm immediately stood up.
Amitabha Buddha, the old monk has not completed his practice and cannot pass away. He can only stay in this world with a breath of breath.The old monk with sparse yellow hair clasped his hands together, looking sad.
In the past, the Fighting and War Buddha had a fierce battle with him and eventually suppressed him at the foot of Mount Sumeru. He never thought that he would be out of trouble now.
Sure enough, everything is at your disposal.Princess Divine Silkworm's eyes are cold.
I am empty of all four elements, and I don’t know what the donor means.Mokagu Buddha's face is compassionate, calm and calm.
clang!
At this moment, nine kinds of fairy lights shining through the body of the Divine Silkworm Princess, and the clanging sounds were endless. One piece of armor after another covered her graceful body. The aura of the ancient emperor was released, making many people almost collapsed on the spot, and even Mount Sumeru was shaken.
Ancient Emperor Battle Clothes!
This is the immortal robes of the ancient emperor who had undergone ten transformations and was eventually invincible in the sky and underground.
At this moment, the Divine Silkworm Princess was dazzling, with treasure brilliance flowing all over her body. She was like a heroic female war god, and the emperor's aura was filled with terrifying energy.
Even the saint was trembling when facing her. This was an irresistible aura.
On Mount Sumeru, many golden arhats were shaking and unbearable. However, after the Buddha's name, everything was the same. A treasure pestle appeared in his right hand, and the purple gold luster flowed, revealing the energy that suppressed the eternal period.
This is the weapon and demon-suppressing pestle made by Emperor Amitabha!
This imperial weapon has now fallen into Moke's hands, and there is no worse news than this.
Tak, Tak...
The powerful but unchanging footsteps came out, and another person came out of the Great Leiyin Temple, and all the Arhats, Vajras, Bodhisattvas, ancient Buddhas and others respected them when they saw them.
Even the Great Sage Moke, who was holding the imperial weapon, was very respectful to this person and gave a teacher's courtesy.
It is said to be a small trumpet, but compared with ordinary mountains, it is still huge and boundless, towering into the clouds, and it is directly suppressed, faster than all speed, majestic and intimidating.
Everyone changed their color, which clearly showed an extreme power, with wisps of imperial aura flowing down, which was shocking.
Moreover, this mountain was suppressed too quickly and was so huge that it was directly crushed, and the sky collapsed and the earth was almost impossible to avoid.
Longma cursed and said: "You are so hypocritical and full of compassion, just to win time to build this mountain, your uncle!"
Ye Fan moved, and his whole body burst out with a thousand feet of light in an instant. He stepped on a golden magic array and walked with great strides. It was the Source Heaven Divine Array, which was his blessing of magic power and essence for himself.
Chih!
A red cloud flew up, and the long sword in his hand shot out a dazzling fairy light, slashing the suppressed Mount Sumeru, and he himself was moving forward.
This is a real hard-hitting fight, and it is just a spirit of energy and cannot retreat.
Because the old monk is definitely not the leader of Mount Sumeru. If he is afraid of him, there is no need to go on the subsequent battle.
Ye Fan's preparations took so long that he also increased his magic power to the top. The two can be said to have used the strongest attack and collided with each other!
The mountains collapsed and the sword light shattered, and the two seemed to be surging in the vast sea, with a terrifying collision, magnificent and boundless.
Everyone changed their colors. How terrible Mount Sumeru was, it actually blocked the attack of the imperial weapon. The power of faith was so great and powerful that it was horrifying.
The breath of the emperor is spreading, and this mindful power is the seed planted by Amitabha Buddha. With the blessing of sentient beings, it is already against the will of heaven!The Taoist Shen Silkworm suddenly spoke.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
The Shen Silkworm Taoist was drunk and holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking very decadent. This was the first time he spoke in front of others.
The water in the desert is deep, and it is true. I really don’t know what terrible arrangement Amitabha has left on this mountain.Qi Luo talked to himself, and everyone's hearts sank.
The endless sea of suffering is the shore.The old monk was very calm and stood halfway up the mountain. The temple behind him was magnificent, setting off his sacred and peaceful.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and this time he rushed forward directly. The killing sword in his hand trembled violently. He swung four swords one after another, and his divine power surged, all landing on Mount Sumeru.
Donor, you are stubborn. Having a Tao means who can sing all the way through life? There should be a choice, Amitabha.The old monk recited the Buddha, and another Mount Sumeru made of thought power rose and pressed forward.
In the rear, people were all gritting their teeth. This hypocrisy was even more abominable than a real villain.Longma was so angry that he wanted to step out of sixteen petals with one hoof, and directly stepped on his face and bloomed.
Ye Fan sneered repeatedly. This time the sword energy was particularly strong, and the four paths were integrated, and he had to break up to Mount Sumeru.
No!The people behind screamed.
The old monk smiled, and the thought power like a vast sea around him surged, and his mind power was revived. He was almost united with the entire Mount Sumeru and controlled the endless powerful power.
Chih!
The sword lights were thousands of ways, colliding with the power of faith, like a river and sea, the entire sky was destroyed, which was very terrifying. The sword energy and the power of faith rushed to the sky, causing the stars outside the domain to tremble.
At this time, Ye Fan was silent and a cauldron of mother-of-life floating above his head. The mouth of the cauldron faced downwards, and a galaxy-like light poured out.
Boom!
There is a third kind of power in this place, which is extremely powerful and extremely terrifying, and it is also a power of faith. It is just incompatible with the one on Mount Sumeru. The two meet, burn violently, and swallow each other.
In just a moment, a vacuum appeared in front of him, and a road was cut out.
The monk changed his color because Ye Fan rushed over like lightning. The immortal sword in his hand shook, shattering through the sea of thought power and approaching him.
The third force appeared, and in an instant, the balance broke. Ye Fan forced him to a certain distance and the sword was about to kill the monk.
In this process, his consumption was extremely large. The accumulation in the cauldron over the years was almost overwhelming, and it was incomparable to the majestic belief power of Mount Sumeru.
Ye Fan did not climb Mount Sumeru because it was a dragon, pond and tiger den, and he could not enter at all. No matter how many times the mind power in his cauldron is, it would not be enough, it was too far away.
However, before he approached, close to Jushan, the power of faith destroyed the earlier balance. Although the opportunity was a moment, it was enough for Ye Fan, who was good at capturing fighter jets.
The sword energy broke through the sky and burst out with a dazzling light. Although most of it was offset, one of the wisps still slashed on the monk's body. With a puff, the head rolled down and blood splattered.
No!The old monk shouted, unable to believe this fact.
He stood halfway up the hill of Mount Sumeru and was actually killed. This was too terrifying. The loophole was caught in just a moment and took his life.
Ah… He had only had time to let out his last scream, and his body burst into a blood mist.
Ye Fan's body shook and his feet stepped on the word "Step" and when the overwhelming power of faith came back, he decisively retreated, and at the same time he used the killing sword to block the power of thought.
master!
Ancient Buddha!
Halfway through the mountain, dozens of arhats shouted, but they couldn't change anything. The old monk turned into a pool of blood, and his body and spirit were destroyed.
It's good to kill. This thief is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but is hypocritical and excessive, so he should kill with one sword.Longma shouted happily.
Ye Fan retreated and looked at the thought power accumulated over the years in the Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things. He had almost dried up. When he met Mount Sumeru, he melted into nothingness in just seconds.
There is a great horror in this mountain!Ye Fan sighed lightly, fortunately, he didn't care about the power of faith and never planned to be refined into his body. This time he used it to test the waters would not be heartbreaking.
When... the bell sounded slowly, the light of the entire Mount Sumeru suddenly became many times brighter, like a mythical pure land, making people suffocate.
On the top of the mountain, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and all directions are bright, illuminating the entire vast western desert.
Ye Fan and others retreated, then rose into the air, and kept flying upwards until they were level with the top of the mountain and looked forward.
The ancient temple on the top of the mountain is magnificent, simple and grand, very spectacular, like an immortal palace, with tiles and ridges dyed with a layer of holy glory.
A copper plaque is covered in rust, hanging on the ancient temple in the center, with a few words engraved on it, with iron painted silver hooks, vigorous and powerful, which is the four words "Da Leiyin Temple".
Everyone frowned, not talking about anything else, but this bronze plaque is amazing. It has been nourished by the imperial aura, and there is still a terrifying fluctuation spreading!
The big bell is lingering, deafening and deafening. The bell is huge and hangs behind the Great Leiyin Temple. The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and there is also the imperial aura.
It is not an emperor's weapon, but many of the things are used by Amitabha Buddha, and even made by himself, which is terrifying and shocking.
Everyone sighed softly that Mount Sumeru will inevitably be difficult to attack, and it is not necessarily possible to fight with imperial weapons.
At this time, the bell stopped trembling, and the top of Mount Sumeru was peaceful, with bursts of Zen singing, as if the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of the heavens were singing.
In front of the Great Leiyin Temple, there is a dead tree with branches stretching like a dragon, which is very mysterious.
Bodhi Immortal Tree!
Ye Fan's heart moved, and then he felt relieved. This was the previous life of the Bodhi tree. It was different from other immortal medicines. Every time it was reborn in Nirvana, leaving behind an old dry body and regenerating another seed.
The endless Zen singing makes the entire Sumeru Mountain Palace appear solemn and solemn, sacred and pure, with the power of thoughts, and being with all living beings.
The purple-gold tiles, the magnificent temple, and the metallic luster flashes in the lilac, making this place more mysterious and magnificent at first glance.
Amitabha, good, good.An old Buddhist name sounded from the Great Leiyin Temple.
Then, the door was open, and many golden arhats appeared, and Buddha light was born behind their heads, which was sacred and majestic. Then there were the most famous Vajra positions such as the Dharma Protector Vajra, and others, who were actually inherited in this life.
The Vajra of Splashing Dharma, the Vajra of Victory, the Vajra of Viagra, and the Vajra of Eternal Residence are each more serious than the other. The Buddha's spirit is everywhere, and the four of them are extremely tall and very forced.
Later, there were the Buddhas' guardian gods, etc., the most famous of them were the four heavenly kings, the eastern king of kings, the southern king of growth, the western king of broad-minded kings, and the northern king of great news. They all looked at each of them, the most gods and holy.
The people in Tianzhi Village all felt a deep heart. The Buddhist foundation was too deep, and all of these people at the fruit position appeared.
What appeared later was that the Bodhisattvas of the heavens and the ancient Buddhas were more fortunate. There were not a few of them in total, which could not be compared with the ancient times.
According to legend, in the era when Amitabha Buddha was alive, there were many Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas, sitting cross-legged in the heavens, and the Buddha's light shone across the world. It was true that I was the only one in heaven and earth.
However, before everyone's heart was completely let go, they immediately sank again, because an old monk walked out of the Great Leiyin Temple, which was obviously a great saint!
This is an ancient Buddha. Although his breath is restrained, it still puts pressure on people. He is not as bright as other monks, but has some sparse yellow hair, like wild grass.
The face was full of wrinkles, like wind-dried oranges, very old and dry, but the hidden blood was terrifying.
It’s him, Moke’s great ancient Buddha, you are still alive!Princess Divine Silkworm immediately stood up.
Amitabha Buddha, the old monk has not completed his practice and cannot pass away. He can only stay in this world with a breath of breath.The old monk with sparse yellow hair clasped his hands together, looking sad.
In the past, the Fighting and War Buddha had a fierce battle with him and eventually suppressed him at the foot of Mount Sumeru. He never thought that he would be out of trouble now.
Sure enough, everything is at your disposal.Princess Divine Silkworm's eyes are cold.
I am empty of all four elements, and I don’t know what the donor means.Mokagu Buddha's face is compassionate, calm and calm.
clang!
At this moment, nine kinds of fairy lights shining through the body of the Divine Silkworm Princess, and the clanging sounds were endless. One piece of armor after another covered her graceful body. The aura of the ancient emperor was released, making many people almost collapsed on the spot, and even Mount Sumeru was shaken.
Ancient Emperor Battle Clothes!
This is the immortal robes of the ancient emperor who had undergone ten transformations and was eventually invincible in the sky and underground.
At this moment, the Divine Silkworm Princess was dazzling, with treasure brilliance flowing all over her body. She was like a heroic female war god, and the emperor's aura was filled with terrifying energy.
Even the saint was trembling when facing her. This was an irresistible aura.
On Mount Sumeru, many golden arhats were shaking and unbearable. However, after the Buddha's name, everything was the same. A treasure pestle appeared in his right hand, and the purple gold luster flowed, revealing the energy that suppressed the eternal period.
This is the weapon and demon-suppressing pestle made by Emperor Amitabha!
This imperial weapon has now fallen into Moke's hands, and there is no worse news than this.
Tak, Tak...
The powerful but unchanging footsteps came out, and another person came out of the Great Leiyin Temple, and all the Arhats, Vajras, Bodhisattvas, ancient Buddhas and others respected them when they saw them.
Even the Great Sage Moke, who was holding the imperial weapon, was very respectful to this person and gave a teacher's courtesy.
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