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A little white light shines in the ignorance, expands, and stretches out the huge body.

The pair of antlers resembling a jade tree released a clear color, and on his solemn face, a pair of gentle eyes looked at him.

Kampot was extremely uncomfortable with this high gaze. He felt that his life trajectory was being spread out, as if his memory had been made into a book.

In fact, this is the case. The king has insulted human kindness throughout his life. His philosophy is violence and terror. Everything that should be defeated by him is enslaved by him.

Kampot saw the boundless anger turned into an ocean, and he was suddenly thrown into it with the palm of his hands, and the flames poured into his chest along his nose.

Scorching heat, this extremely painful.

Kampot's twisted face showed a grinning smile.

In his dry body, three long rainbows light up, and six round wheels light up, and a little void above his head is also lit up with star-spotted colorful light.

Get out of terror, get out of hell.

God level, supreme yoga!

The illusion in front of him was shattered, and Kampot moved his eyes away, not daring to look at Lu Zhengkang again.

The Ming Wang Sangzhu next to him asked with concern: "His Lord, how are you?"

Kampot sighed, "My friends, the boundless and boundless Tathagata Buddha Dharma will usher in its worst enemy today."

"Master Nanwu Buddha Shakyamuni." The lamas chanted the Buddha's name together, with a tragic and majestic posture, as if they were a group of great martyrs.

No matter how long the road is, it will come to an end. After three months of sleepless trek, Lu Zhengkang finally came here.

All the monks actually saw his form for the first time.

Suddenly, many young lamas were unsteady, trembling and about to kneel down, but they were immediately stopped by the people around them.

Kampot stepped forward, "Where did this master come?"

Luyuan Bodhisattva smiled, stretched out his right palm, and a small Sumi Mountain floated between his palms.

His voice was deep and thick, like the sound of a hollow valley bell, echoing for thousands of miles.

"Outside the evil spirits, today I will send you a heavy reincarnation!"

Before he finished speaking, Kampot's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly waved a palm.

A big Buddha appeared above the sky, with golden light shining all over the sky, and the palms also appeared.

A big palm print flew out from the hands of Kampot, wrapped in the wind and covered a radius of one hundred meters, the earth shook, the stone bricks shattered and flew, the sky changed color for a time, and the sun and the moon were dark!

There is no difference between mistakes, the Buddha is like one, and the big day is like a palm!

Chapter 127 The King's Death, His Divine Power

The heavenly manifestation of the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma body is exactly the true meaning of Lord Kampot's palm. With a palm, the opponent will fall into an illusion. If it cannot be detected, it is tantamount to waiting for death.

Lu Zhengkang's posture was calm, showing his response, and the sky above his head appeared a hundred-mile-diameter epiphany seal, the petals swirled, and a soft stone palm was gently protruding from it, but it was the statue of Sumi with the back of the pure earth pearl. .

As soon as the stone palm came out, the wind and thunder surged.

The believers were originally afraid and worried when they saw the illusion of the Great Sun Tathagata, and now the Luyuan Bodhisattva shows a more magnificent scene, all of them are suddenly excited, some screaming and jumping, some crying silently, and some shocking and losing their voices. , The believers in the snowy area have already begun to throw their heads to the ground, and the monks and people in the original stage have also bowed their heads in respect.

Shaolin monks mingled in the crowd, with emotions in their eyes. Is the former Buddha now invincible in the world?Time flies so fast.

Mo Yun looked up at the sky, the power that changed the world like this, is this the strength of a peerless master?It is really yearning.

The slashing sword slammed on his waist, and the Mo Jade Remnant Sword hung on his chest clanged and groaned. There was an intent to rise from the sword, but it was another breakthrough in the realm of kendo!

Compared with the Deer Yuan Bodhisattva, His Majesty’s true meaning of martial arts is like a small dust. The Sky Buddha is less than half the height of the stone palm, and it collapses when touched, like a dream bubble.

Kampot's spirit was frustrated, his palm strength was reduced by three points, Lu Zhengkang erected his palm, and a barrier rose outside Xumi Mountain. It was the iron fence on the edge of the world, resisting all the turbulence of the void and protecting the world of Dharma.

The strength of the palm of the big day Tathagata disappeared from three feet outside Lu Zhengkang's body, the squally wind ceased, and the dust settled.

The monks were terrified, and some in the back row had escaped quietly.

Blood spilled from Kampot's nose, but it was crushed by the true meaning of martial arts and caused intracranial damage.

Facing his body, the King of Law had already touched the ceiling of his own strength, and he tried to look up, but he couldn't see how much power the man in front of him had yet to show.

A strong sadness hit his chest unconsciously, and the king looked around. Although the sect was large and there were many people, it is now like a den of ants. The crowd of mobs is crushed when touched, and there is no place for him to exist in the world!

"Master...no, Bodhisattva, can you see the same Buddhism and leave me the Vajrayana sect?"

Several Ming kings and the Supreme Master knew that if they were defeated in this battle, they would definitely die, but they planned to desperately, "What kind of frustration did the King say! Let's go together and kill the monk who pretends to be a ghost!"

"Bold! Unruly!" Kampot turned around and cursed, then turned to look at Lu Zhengkang eagerly and sadly, "I beg the Bodhisattva not to care about them. The young monk is willing to use his life to atone for his sins. I only hope that the Bodhisattva can continue to kill my Vajra Sect. inherited!"

This downright villain, at the end of his evil life, was not crazy, but showed the courage that a leader should have.

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "After you die, I will collect your soul and hide your Vajrayana technique in the pure land. Those who are predestined can naturally learn it."

"Thank you Bodhisattva!" After finishing speaking, Kampot sat down cross-legged, and a bright cloud fell on him from the sky, and his thin and brown body was awe-inspiring and solemn, and he saw a fire all over his body, and his skin turned away, waiting for Caixia After disappearing, there was only a pool of vestments and twelve finger-sized relics.

"Nanwu Master Shakyamuni Buddha!" ​​Fan Seng chanted the Buddha's title to see him off. Now that the former suzerain has made his own choice, it is time for the others to find a way out for themselves.

Several Ming princes knelt down one after another, expressing their willingness to take refuge, and only begged the Bodhisattva to let them live.

Seven hundred lamas followed, and dared not resist.

Seeing their dark and hidden eyes, they have no regrets. These villains have their own set of evil philosophy. Their way cannot be reversed. Lu Zhengkang is not willing to spend time on educating them. It is better to give them. A death is the most just and fair death in the world, and no one can escape.

Lu Zhengkang waved to Kampot's soul, put it in the Pure Land Beads, and placed it in a no-man's land, asking him to write the Vajra sect practice.

After doing this, he took the time to ask the remnants of the Diamond Sect: "Get ready, are you reincarnated?"

Several Ming wang looked at each other, bloodshot crawling on the eyeballs.

"kill!"

boom--!

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The sky is turned upside down, and the six realms are born.

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