Chapter 464 I just want to beat you all to death, or be beaten to death by you all
Under the gaze of everyone, everything seemed to have frozen. Time, space, and even people's breathing seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.
Suddenly, a brilliant golden light fell from the distant sky.
Like the Buddha's gift, it enveloped Peng Qingyun's entire body.
Under this golden light, the black monk's robes on Peng Qingyun's body fluttered like black flags in the strong wind.
His figure seemed to have turned into the Buddha who came out of ancient legends, with indescribable solemnity and majesty.
A breath as deep as the sea emanated from Peng Qingyun's body. This breath was not a simple smell or feeling, but a kind of terrifying pressure, brought about by the crushing strength.
This coercion filled the air, like a majestic ocean, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
At this moment, Peng Qingyun's eyes were shining with light that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.
Under the golden light, Peng Qingyun exuded an aura that could control the world. He seemed to have become some kind of supreme being, which was irresistible.
Xie Que, who was supposed to be the protagonist, was now somewhat overshadowed.
Xie Que's eyes also fell on Peng Qingyun at this moment.
When Peng Qingyun looked at Xie Que, he felt the weight of his pressure.
When Peng Qingyun felt this pressure, his heart felt heavy.
However, deep in his heart emerged a firm belief:
No matter how powerful Xie Que is, how can he compare to the Vedic Dharma King who is nominally the head of the four great Dharma Kings?
He has the support of the Vedic Dharma King behind him at this moment. This is undoubtedly the perfect opportunity for him to stand out and make a name for himself!
According to the information from King Veda, Peng Qingyun knew the details of Xie Que very well.
He learned that Xie Que was physically invincible. If it were a close combat, even the Dharma King might not be able to cause substantial harm to him.
However, now that he is shrouded in the golden light of Buddhism, the "Nine Concentrations of Zen Heaven" he has practiced has reached the highest level.
He vaguely felt that he seemed to be comparable to the gods, and he was not the kind of totem god with mediocre strength.
Peng Qingyun jumped up confidently, straight to the top of the clouds, and looked into Xie Que's eyes.
He knew that the Vedic Dharma King would never tolerate his separatist behavior, and the elders in the reincarnation path would not tolerate Xie Que's behavior.
After all, if there is one, there are two. If every Buddhist disciple chooses to establish his own school, how can the Samurai Path maintain its status and stand for nearly a million years without falling?
At this moment, Peng Qingyun's firm belief became even stronger.
He not only wanted to prove his strength, but also let everyone see the strength gap between him and Xie Que to ensure that his status and influence in the rotation path would be reflected in this battle.
Why can't I become a disciple of Buddha?
Is it just because I am too old that I have already lived through three reincarnations?
Peng Qingyun took a deep breath, looked up at Xie Que, and was already prepared for a decisive battle.
He knew that this battle was not just to prove his strength.
It is also to safeguard the faith and dignity in the Wheel and his own heart.
"His Majesty's decree, if the World Honored One is willing to give up this Buddhist kingdom, I won't blame you too much..."
"If not, I'm afraid no one will support you except the Red Dragon Dharma King."
As soon as Peng Qingyun said these words, everyone's hearts immediately began to surge.
Peng Qingyun said this with skill.
It is true that the other two Dharma Kings will not support Xie Que, but now that the old dragon has returned strongly.
They would not take the initiative to provoke Xie Que.
After all, the cost of exiling the Red Dragon Dharma King last time was unimaginable.
If it weren't for Yama Buddha's help to suppress the space with the help of the Buddha's power.
I am afraid that the Scarlet Dragon Dharma King can break through the void and leave in an instant.
But others present didn't understand.
They might think that coming here today was also the intention of the other two Dharma Kings.
Before Xie Que could speak, Ao Bing at his feet sneered: "Aren't they just a few Dharma Kings?"
"Even if the entire samsara path becomes an enemy of the Buddhist kingdom, so what?"
Ao Bing said this lightly because he wanted to see where Xie Que's strength was.
After all, Xie Que didn't seem to have used much effort when he surrendered.
But facing the Dharma King in the state of trance, Ao Bing didn't know who would be stronger?
Xie Que turned a blind eye to what Ao Bing said, looked at Peng Qingyun and said, "That's fine, let's establish the foundation of our Buddhist kingdom with the dignity of a Dharma King!"
When Ao Bing heard this, his tone suddenly became a little excited:
"Preaching is useless. Broken bones are the best textbooks!"
Peng Qingyun suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, his hair stood on end, and his spine felt chilly, as if an unknown premonition was gradually coming.
He clearly felt that there was an unspeakable dangerous atmosphere in the surrounding environment, as if an invisible hand was slowly reaching out to him.
He took a deep breath and instantly mobilized the power in his body. A stream of heat surged through his body, causing his skin to glow slightly red.
He looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, and instantly, the golden hoop on his head began to change.
This gadget that he had always worn on his head actually grew in size under his urging and stretched out, like a small giant metal ring.
The giant metal ring instantly expanded to half the size of the body, and its edges shone with the unique luster of metal, cold and sharp.
Its appearance immediately made the surrounding air freeze.
The giant metal ring looked extremely terrifying, with sharp edges, as if it would cut through the air at any time.
"The Evil-Destroying Great Wheel of Light!"
Peng Qingyun gave a low shout, clenched the giant metal ring with both hands, and then swung forward suddenly.
Suddenly, a bright Buddha's light burst out from the edge of the giant ring, like a sharp sword light, heading straight ahead.
The Buddha's light instantly became extremely intense, as if it was about to swallow everything inside.
In the blink of an eye, the giant metal ring rotated 360,000 times.
Wherever the golden light passed, even the air was scorched by the rotation of the golden wheel, and even the void was broken open.
At this moment, Peng Qingyun's momentum reached its peak, and spiritual energy from hundreds of thousands of miles around came pouring in, gathering on his golden hoop, forming an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure.
This spiritual pressure is so powerful that people who are kneeling on the ground who have not yet reached the realm of venerables are unable to stand up under this oppression.
Their bodies could not bear the strong pressure and they collapsed to the ground.
The seawater in the distance seemed to be affected by this pressure. The seawater suddenly rose to a height of tens of thousands of meters, and the seawater spray splashed, and it was about to rush straight towards you!
Peng Qingyun's momentum has reached its peak, and the golden hoop in his hand is even more shining.
He knew that with this blow, he would be able to cut off the evil barrier in front of him.
The next moment, Xie Que laughed softly, with a calm and unhurried confidence in his smile.
His fingers moved slightly, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared.
Peng Qingyun watched this scene and couldn't help but feel nervous.
All the magical power in his body was concentrated on that point in his hand, as if he was pouring all his power into that golden wheel.
The golden wheel rotated under his control, making a buzzing sound, as if it was the source of endless murderous intent, which made people shudder.
Peng Qingyun triggered the endless murderous intent on the golden wheel, and rushed towards Xie Que like a beast that was ready to go.
All his magical powers were used to their full potential at this moment.
However, to everyone's surprise, the moment the golden wheel approached Xie Que, it was tightly absorbed by the light at his fingertips.
The speed of the golden wheel that was originally spinning at a rapid pace actually slowed down, like an extinguished candle that had lost all its vitality.
Peng Qingyun wanted to break free from this shackles. He struggled hard, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of the shackles of that little light.
He roared angrily, his voice echoing in the air, making it extremely harsh.
His eyes were full of reluctance and confusion, and he didn't understand why he would fall into such a predicament even though he had the support of the Dharma King.
At this moment, on the road of rotation.
Vedic Dharma King and Ebony Dharma King are sitting in the temple.
Under it, there are sixteen figures carrying a halo of light behind their backs, like Buddhas.
In front of them was a water mirror.
Among them is the scene of Xie Que and Peng Qingyun fighting.
At this moment, the Vedic Dharma King looked ordinary and seemed to have no strength on his body.
Ebony Dharma King sighed: "This child's growth rate is too terrifying. I'm afraid he won't be too far away from you and me..."
An Arhat below with white eyebrows hanging down to his waist also nodded in sympathy:
"Why should the Dharma King be so serious?"
King Veda's face turned as cold as ice: "It's not that I'm being serious..."
"Since I sat on the throne of Dharma King, no one has dared to leave the holy path and establish his own school."
"This kid's behavior not only slapped me in the face, but also slapped the wheel."
"If it succeeds, how can I gain a foothold in the holy way from now on?"
The next moment, a huge passage appeared directly in front of the Vedic Dharma King.
Two figures suddenly appeared behind him.
One of them is wearing a golden cassock and a crown of five Buddhas on his head, while the other one has a face with nothing on it and looks unrecognizable.
"The physical body...the formless body..."
When Ebony Dharma King saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked.
This is the trump card that Veda Dharma King has hidden for countless years. According to rumors, it is a technique passed down by the wheel-turning leader in ancient times.
Today, she finally got to see her.
The two bodies took a step forward and were about to step into the passage.
But he didn't expect the next moment.
Xie Que's eyes in the water mirror actually turned around, as if staring directly at the Vedic Dharma King through the water mirror.
"His Royal Highness, you'd better be calm..."
The next moment, a swastika mark seemed to break through the void and in an instant shattered the channel formed by the Vedic Dharma King.
The entire hall suddenly became filled with turbulence of broken voids.
There is also a huge amount of Buddhist energy that is constantly permeating the air. This Buddhist energy is pure and simple, giving people a hazy feeling, as if the Buddha realm has just opened and the Buddha is asking questions.
Not only the Vedic Dharma King, but also the expressions of everyone present except the Ebony Dharma King suddenly changed.
They could feel a familiar breath from this breath.
They had not felt that aura for many years.
Monk Tongyou...
There has never been a monk named Tongyou who has such pure and ancient Buddhist spirit.
After the Vedic Dharma King's expression changed, he returned to normal again, with a sneer on his face: "It seems that this boy really has something good..."
"It's actually the inheritance of the ancient leader..."
"However, after such a long separation, I am far from the same person I was before!"
Peng Qingyun's body far away in Qiongyuhai suddenly began to twist and swell.
His expression couldn't help but change, and he remembered the treasure pill given by the Dharma King before leaving.
He thought it would be a life-saving miracle.
But at this moment, he realized that it was simply a life-threatening talisman!
Sacrifice yourself to fulfill the talisman of the Vedic Dharma King!
Peng Qingyun's expression suddenly became distorted and ferocious. Xie Que watched the scene in front of him silently, with a sad look in his eyes.
"No……"
Peng Qingyun roared loudly, but it was to no avail.
Xie Que's gaze fell on his desperate eyes.
Peng Qingyun instantly became even more angry about this.
He immediately transferred his hatred to Xie Que.
"If it weren't for you..."
"How could I... sacrifice myself here... become a pawn in the French King's struggle..."
"It's all your fault..."
With a roar, Peng Qingyun's body turned into blood all over the sky, leaving no intact part of the blood vessels in his lungs.
Even the soul was completely devoured.
Instead, there was a strange creature on the spot.
Human head, dragon horns, snake tail.
His upper body was naked, and his black hair was tied into hundreds of pigtails and thrown behind his head.
A pair of vertical pupils are filled with the aggression of predators.
And under his feet, there were three shadows.
Two of them are different from his body shape, and they seem to be hidden in the layers of void.
One of them has the head of a bird and a human body, with a huge blood-red flesh crown on its head.
The other one has a thick and ferocious upper body, with a ferocious and huge elephant trunk thrown out, but the lower body is like a human being.
There was a vague smell of sulfur that seemed to come from volcanic lava all over the monster's body.
With the memory of Monk Tongyou, Xie Que recognized the monster in front of him at a glance.
These are three totem gods that have existed since ancient times.
They separated themselves into one side and claimed to be gods.
The strength is not comparable to that of a totem god like Sanbao Empress.
Their strength is most likely even more terrifying than Ao Bing's in his heyday.
Although it can't reach the level of Nine-Headed Insect, it won't be much different.
Xie Que smiled:
"It turns out to be the three gods of Red Flame Mountain."
The half-dragon raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised that Xie Que actually recognized them.
Xie Que then said: "According to rumors, the three of them were sacrificed by the ancient ancestors and are the incarnations of the original ancestors of the human race."
"It's an honor for me to see them all today."
The half-dragon sneered, and they were subdued by the monk Mingxin.
Although he doesn’t quite listen to the Vedic Dharma King, he also knows that the oath of heaven made in the past is to protect the path of reincarnation and not to cause it to be divided.
Over the years, they have rarely taken action.
Even against the Nine-Headed Insect, they have not been dispatched.
Therefore, on weekdays, they lived in seclusion in Maha City, established their own families, and cultivated their descendants.
This time, it can be considered as some exercise.
The half-dragon's expression was indifferent: "If you want to be captured without mercy, please let me break your ribs first."
"It's still a long way from Maha City to here."
"Even if you want to surrender now, you still need to extinguish my anger with your blood."
Xie Que's eyes penetrated the infinite void and saw through the three totem gods hidden in the interlayer of the void.
He shook his head and sighed: "I heard that the three great gods are amazingly powerful. I want to give it a try, little monk... So... I'm afraid surrendering won't work..."
"Now, I just want to beat you all to death or be beaten to death by you."