Dragon Emperor, Martial God

What about being a Buddha?

No mistake!

Of course, Lingyun used a tricky method this time, not his own strength, but the boundary between the two sides was so wide, he didn't want to use a stronger base card, so he had to kill each other and pull it down.

Boom!

Once Kumbayu died, his own mind disappeared, and the huge body of Buddha gathered together, naturally collapsed and turned into a huge group of pure Buddha power!

The Lingyun knife is suspended in this pure group of Buddhist powers. All the tips in the body are widened and brightened. Soon all these Buddhist forces will be absorbed.

Inside, Ling Yun saw that the tricks in his body, the power of faith, were originally a single little sun, but after absorbing these Buddhist powers, these little suns began to be connected by a bright white thread.

At first glance, like the stars, hung on a large white net, every point sparkled, and the power of those faiths began to flow between all the pockets, as if it were true, but obviously it was a mysterious channel independent of the whole body meridian.

However, the true qi in Lingyun body, when circulating in the meridian, of course, also flowed through these tips, they got the light of the little sun in the tips, or "baptized”, every time after a tip, grew a point, finally reached the eyebrow heart to realize the sea, the speed of transformation into a divine, has been fast and incredible, minutes and seconds are providing energy to Lingyun's brain domain.

“The power of this faith… and this effect?! ”

Lingyun was shocked, and until now, he had discovered the first use of the power of faith.

Frankly, Lingyun didn't see religious belief as such. He always thought it was a lie. He practiced on his own. He was most annoyed with this way of not taking the right path.

So he didn't have a cold about religion, or Daoism, or anything like that, and he was totally excluded from it, and he was always respectful and distant.

But now, his body has the benefit of the power of faith: it protects the body, heals the wounds, strengthens the cultivator's meridians...

Although Lingyun cannot use the power of these beliefs to fight, where is this?

He did not have his own way, let alone his own true congregation. He only relied on the healing of patients, giving others a little wealth. Someone in the city of Qingshui gave him a sign of eternal life. He only had a little faith power. Now he somehow absorbed the peaks of the two foundations, as well as the Buddha of a high priest in the open realm, so much has been achieved!

What if it's thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions? Even more, billions, billions of people?

You know, the Buddhist monastery has appeared on the planet for thousands of years. Buddhists are all over the world. There are hundreds of millions of followers, not many. As long as each person reads the Amitabha Buddha every day, these reading forces come together...

So you can imagine what a horrible power being at the top of the Pyramid of the Buddha Gate will possess?!

And it's just Earth!

Lingyun knows that there are also Buddhist doors in the great world of cultivation. There are more people there. In any large area, Buddhist disciples have to calculate in billions and billions!

Thinking of this, Ling Yunton took a sip of cool air and felt some toothache.

Think horribly!

However, at the moment of the war, it is not the time to think about these things, Ling Yun is just thinking.

Wan Buddha Gate disciple in the square, watched Kumbayu be slaughtered by Ling Yun, one by one frightened of the cold cicada, no one dared to rush out the protective scope of the colorful hua lid.

Brush!

Lingyun was at high altitude, found his four magic treasures, attacked the defenses that could not be broken for half a day, solidly retrieved them all into the body, then stepped out and came over the square.

He stood outside the boundaries of Huagu, passing through the ever-flowing colorful Xia Guang, staring at the people inside, picked up the blood sculpting knife, pointed forward with the tip of the knife, and said: “Who dares to come out to fight?! ”

Though it was said to everyone, Ling Yun's eyes were locked in the faces of Kun Ting and Kun Jianlat.

Ling Yun doesn't need to look at others. It is obvious that after the first war, Wan Buddhist Gate is still eligible to be his opponent, and these are the only two people left. Other than them, the others in his eyes are the meat on the case board.

The blade swallowed up the orangutan red knife, and even through the glow of Huagui, all the Buddha Gate people could feel the horror of that knife infiltrating!

“Light Guardian, what should we do now? ”

Within the colorful Huagai, Wan Buddhist Gate master Kun Zheng, facing the aggressive Ling Yun, is communicating with the Guangming Guardian.

Kun Zhanlat naturally heard Kun Ting's words. In fact, he asked whether he was fighting or surrendering. He had a slight bitterness on his face. "Master, if the two of us didn't make a move just now, if we surrendered directly at that time, we might still have a first chance, but now that the other party's killing has begun, surrendering again at this time is no longer meaningful. ”

“Run away?! ”

“As I said, there is no escape. I'm sure the master has just seen it. This man has practiced his skills. His speed will not even catch up with the battle monks. ”

After listening, Kun took a hard look at Ling Yun in front and suddenly bit his teeth: “Anyway, vertical and vertical is a death, then fight to death! ”

Kun Zhanlat closed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, suddenly said: “I'll go talk to him and see what he wants. ”

After the two people exchanged, Kun Zhanlat appeared beside Kun Po Cha and held his wrist. He couldn't help but jump directly out of Huagai Xia Guang range and came to Lingyun.

Kun Po Cha only felt a light body. When he fixed his eyes and looked again, he found that Lingyun was only two meters away. He was suddenly frightened and blushed. He almost shouted.

Kun Zhanlat single-handedly joined the ten, giving a slight salute to Ling Yun: “Daoyou, I am Kun Zhanlat, the bright guardian of Wan Buddhist Gate. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ”

After that, he turned to Kun Po Cha and said: "Po Cha, you translate my original words, complete and intact, to this Taoist friend, Wan Buddhist Gate life and death survive at this moment, you must not make false! ”

At the end of the day, Kun Zhanlat's tone is already extremely harsh!

“Yes!”

Kun Po Cha nodded like a garlic trick. He dared not play tricks again. He translated Kun Zhanlat's original words, word for word, to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun saw that Kun Zhanlat voluntarily put away the treasure mirror and dragged Kun Po Cha out. He knew that the other party was going to negotiate, so he didn't rush to do it. After listening to Kun Po Cha's translation with a smile, he frowned.

“Kun Jianlat, it seems a little late to negotiate peace with me now? ”

Kun Zhanlat smiled, once again single-handedly ten: “Lin Tianduoyou, I know that our actions just now have angered you, but I'm sure you must also understand that I Wan Buddhist Gate is the first cultivation sect in Nanyang. You suddenly come in late at night. Where can I wait to fall without a war? ”

Kun Zhanlat admitted that he was very frank. He explained a few words for the battle he had just fought, and immediately said: “But you can't fight, so we can only accept that. ”

“I remember when you first showed up, you said that you were coming here tonight to discuss with the Nanyang Buddhist League, so if you need anything now, say it all, and I will certainly do my best. ”

Kun Zhanlat's attitude was so sincere that Lingyun couldn't find an excuse to do it.

“Mmm…”

Ling Yun sighed slightly and raised his eyes suddenly: “Well, if you say so, then I will say my request. If you can do it, then I will let you go. If you can't do it, then don't blame me me for being ruthless! ”

As soon as Kun Zhenlat listened, the string in his tight heart was relaxed and he hurried in excitement: “Please speak, Taoist. ”

When he saw that there was room for discussion, he was excited, but did not notice that Kumpucha, the translator beside him, was already pale, and a pair of triangular eyes sparkled with fear.

Lingyun looked at the hole in the fire, but he still kept quiet and raised his request: “First, I want you Wan Buddhist Gate to dissolve Nanyang Distribution Alliance immediately, even if you can't dissolve it, you must announce your direct withdrawal, and from now on draw a line with Nanyang Distribution Alliance! ”

Ling Yunton lived there, gave him a quick glance and let him translate.

Kunpocha is one of the top members of the Southern Ocean Distribution Alliance, and Ling Yunti's first request was this. He was scared to death, but he had no choice but to translate it with a hard scalp.

“Yes.”

Kun Zhanlat was under no pressure. He came to talk to the Nanyang Distribution Alliance. Wan Buddhist Gate was just the first to rush. Of course, he did not hesitate to say yes. He said: "I Wan Buddhist Gate was a quiet place. I had to join the Alliance because I was helpless, but I didn't expect it to cause a major disaster. It is best to quit now! ”

“Secondly, all of you Buddhist men, whoever works in the Southern Ocean Broadcasting Union, have one count, and you must thank me for your death before me! ”

Wan Buddhist Gate is Wan Buddhist Gate, Nanyang Distribution Alliance is the sectarian alliance, Lingyun can spare Wan Buddhist Gate innocent people, but he cannot spare Nanyang Distribution Alliance people, which he clearly distinguishes and distinguishes.

He believed that Kun Zhanlat, as the bright guardian of Wan Buddhist Gate, had come forward to negotiate again. Although difficult, he should be able to agree to this request after weighing the advantages and disadvantages.

But that's when the accident happened!

Ling Yun's voice fell, Kun Po Cha suddenly did it, his chest hung a buddha bead into a ray of golden light, directly smashed into Ling Yun's face door, while his figure disappeared!

Just kidding, he and Kun Lunwei are the allies and elders of Wan Buddhist Gate in the Nanyang dispersion league, Ling Yunti's second request, if Kun Zhanlat said yes, they are the first to die, what else does he translate?!

Boom!

Ling Yun was already on guard. He photographed the bunch of Buddha beads that Kun Pocha attacked him. He smiled softly at Kun Zhenlat: “The Light Guardian, see? It's not that I don't give you a chance, but your people, it's too bad! ”

“I'm sorry! ”

After Yong Yun finished speaking, Ling Yun stepped out and instantly arrived 9,000 meters away, catching up with the wildly fleeing Kumpucha!

Pfft!

Cut off one arm with one knife, then apply five lines of truncated fingers, seal his circumferential meridian, then carry him back one step!

“I knew it was you, did you escape?! ”

When he returned, Ling Yun threw his dying breath on the ground like a dead dog!

“Since some of you don't want to negotiate, I'll have to deal with it my way! ”

Ling Yun came and went like electricity. He shouted at Kun Zhenlat, who was still standing aside, and carried the knife straight ahead. The construction and light were the same as the dust. The shadow instantly fell into Huagai Xia Guang!

Tiger into the sheep, Ling Yunda kills!

His Yin and Yang real gas vortex is released again, with four pieces of magic treasure, crossing the border, passing, there is no future in front of you!

Lingyun, one down!

Seeing that Ling Yun really opened the killing, Wan Buddhist Gate Master Kun Ting, and Guangming Guardian Fa Kun Zhanlat, naturally desperately fought to resist. Unfortunately, neither of them, together with the battle monk Kun Bayu, could resist Ling Yun, not to mention that Kun Bayu was already dead, and now naturally can't stop him.

Lingyun was under the siege of two people, as if they were idle courtrooms.

Half an hour later, Lingyun absorbed the last foundational peak, Kunlunwei, full of Buddha, along with the true qi of nearly 200 practitioners, and the water in his own realm rose to the height of the boat, which has reached the eighth level of Qi practice!

Destroy you, what do you care?

That's how Lingyun handled it.

After World War I, Wan Buddha Gate was destroyed and his name died!