Chapter 646: Buddha incarnation!

Chapter 646: Buddha incarnation!

Purgatory on earth.

Nothing more than this.

"devil!"

"devil!"

"He's the devil!"

The Buddhist cultivator in Florida looked at the Taoist priest in tattered clothes with a pale face. His eyes that had gone through vicissitudes of life remained the same forever. After years of precipitation, his human emotions had long since disappeared. Only ruthless killing continued to absorb the blood of living beings. In order to make up for himself, he regarded the bald donkey as a non-living creature, and became more and more ruthless in his actions.

One after another people were harvested.

Withering.

Dying.

It's a complete hell on earth.

Buddhism, which has always been holy and impeccable, has turned into a desperate situation in the world today. Countless Buddhist cultivators have been killed. The number of dead is unknown. There are also places where Buddhist cultivators gather. Witnessing the approach of Xiaoyao Tianzun, they face the west in despair. They kowtow devoutly towards the Lingshan Mountain, hoping that the Buddha will appear.

Of course.

Xiaoyao Tianzun's indifferent eyes were full of sarcasm, and he mocked: "Buddha? There will be no Great Emperor monks in the mainland of China, and the way of heaven will not tolerate it. Instead of worshiping the illusory Buddha, it is better to kowtow to me and pray for my mercy!"

How could the devout monks care about Xiaoyao Tianzun? They knelt down and worshiped devoutly. Even though their bodies were turning into flames and burning, they felt no pain in their whole bodies. They only felt that their minds were empty and turned into light rain, flying all over the sky and rushing towards Lingshan.

Rays of light.

It’s all about the power of faith.

The prayers of the monks.

The mourning of the monks.

Turning into endless faith, the Buddha's light all over the sky gathered and poured into the sacred Lingshan. There were Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the Lingshan. They did not go out, but knew that they were not the opponents of each other. They looked in all directions. As the light of faith poured in, they clasped their hands devoutly and whispered: "My Buddha is compassionate, Lord Buddha, please open your eyes and see this world!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

They chanted piously.

But there wasn't much hope on his face.

Because we know that there is no Buddha in Buddhism.

In the Buddhist system, the Buddha is the realm of the great emperor. If there is no great emperor in China, there will be no Buddha; perhaps a Buddha will be born in extremely bright years, or perhaps the Buddha's spiritual consciousness will come to the mainland of China by chance, and a generation will pass. Teaching, for example, the Buddha's son Xuanjing was one of the disciples collected by the Buddha over his long years.

They kowtowed devoutly.

Looking forward to hope.

Even if you know.

There is no Buddha in Lingshan.

"Amitabha!" But the Buddha chanting all over the sky, and the boundless power of faith gathered together in the Buddhist spiritual mountain did not disperse, but continued to consolidate and combine, and gradually the entire spiritual mountain turned into a rain of light. , and the footsteps of Xiaoyao Tianzun, who was advancing to kill, suddenly stopped.

He looked forward, and the entire spiritual mountain was covered with a layer of golden brilliance. The endless light rain rose from the ground, making the entire spiritual mountain form a supreme Buddha. He lowered his eyes slightly and woke up from his deep sleep. .

"Buddha!"

Xiaoyao Tianzun looked solemn, staring at the resurrected Lingshan, his eyes filled with fear, then returned to coldness and killing, and said coldly: "You are not a Buddha, and you can't live now. This is the power of faith that kept you here in the past. This brand activates the resurrection, you are not him, just a ray of incarnation!"

"Buzz!"

The holy light rain all over the sky enveloped the Lingshan Mountain as if it were about to soar. It condensed in mid-air and completely transformed into a kind and kind monk, with a six-foot-long golden body and the appearance of an old monk. The infinite Buddha light he could release made the panic-stricken city of Buddha. It was completely peaceful, and countless believers knelt there devoutly to offer their faith.

"Boom!"

However, Xiaoyao Tianzun was very indifferent. He was sure that the person in front of him was not the former Buddha. He raised his palm and pressed it down. The sky in Florida was collapsing, and the Buddha calmly said: "Amitabha!"

All living beings chant in unison: Amitabha.

Even outside of Florida.

Chenzhou.

War state.

Yuzhou.

In these dilapidated states, the surviving creatures looked up and saw the endless holy light spreading in the direction of Florida. They also raised their hands and chanted: "Amitabha!"

With hopeful eyes again, is that the Buddhist Buddha reviving?

Such divine radiance can transform the evil in people's hearts.

"Amitabha!"

Thousands of Buddha's sounds condensed together and turned into golden and bright four characters. The palm prints that were about to fall were shattered in the rumbling sound. Even Xiaoyao Tianzun was forcing him to retreat.

"Donor, why bother!" The old monk who was sitting cross-legged looked at Xiaoyao Tianzun and sighed softly, but under his body, there were holy and flawless golden lotuses growing up, accompanied by visions, and behind him, there were visions of the Buddha's kingdom. One Buddhist kingdom is connected to another, forming three thousand Buddhist kingdoms in the universe. Countless monks are worshiping the power of faith.

One can imagine.

Buddha at his peak.

How strong it should be.

There is just a wisp of his incarnation in front of me. The sky-wide faith with the help of a divine thought can even overwhelm Xiaoyao Tianzun. If the real body is here and summons the endless power of faith, what a terrifying aspect it will be. The entire continent will be shaken. Will be purified and transformed into a pure believer in Buddhism.

"when!"

But Xiaoyao Tianzun was very cold, and at the same time, he released the domineering nature in his heart. He started to take action, and the Taoism turned into the way of heaven and became one with it. With the help of the power of heaven and earth, he attacked the opponent to kill him. He was obviously the fallen supreme, but he raised his hands and feet. Unleashing supreme killing power comparable to that of the Great Emperor, its combat power is superior to that of the Dragon Emperor, the Overlord, and can be tied with the Lord of Reincarnation!

"Zheng!"

A bowl emerged from the Lingshan Mountain of Buddhism. It was made of brown gold, which is rare in the world. It has been worshipped for thousands of years and enjoyed the power of faith. In an instant, it collided with the other side. The sun and the moon were dark, and the sky was dim. Only the Buddha's light and the Taoism were intertwined and collided, and there were Sanskrit chants from time to time.

No one knew the result.

But saw.

The emperor's weapon collapsed!

The monks on Lingshan Mountain also closed their eyes, chanting the Dharma devoutly, integrating their own power of faith into the incarnation of the Buddha, and carrying the luck of the entire Fozhou, surging away.

Rumble!

This battle.

It lasted for a long time.

But it was also very fast.

The time in Fozhou seemed to have completely collapsed. After several hours here, the outside world had just passed a cup of tea. The light rain in the sky was also withering, and at the same time, there was the spilling of the emperor's blood, and the cold sweat on the foreheads of the monks in Fozhou was constantly dripping. This battle lasted too long and overdrew their faith.

Gradually.

Some monks couldn't stand it anymore.

Fainted.

As the power of faith weakened and decreased, the Buddha light of the old monk with a golden body of 10 feet was no longer as blazing as before, and the power was also drastically reduced, revealing a weak side in a trance.

"Kill!"

Xiaoyao Tianzun lost the Taoist carefreeness, kindness, and compassion; there was only pure coldness and killing. The extreme finger print penetrated the old monk's eyebrows. Feeling the other party's consciousness dissipating, he knew that the battle had come to an end.