Legend of the Great Saint

Boom!

Li Qingshan thought so, a golden barefoot stomped in front of him, a foot in the blood sea, Big Foshan all trembled for a moment.

Golden barefoot is a calf bigger than the temple pillar. Li Qingshan looked up and was opposite a pair of merciful and golden faces. This is the Big Buddha sitting in Daxiong's palace for thousands of years.

Time seemed to stop flowing. Big as if it stood outside the river for a long time. It was clearly just a statue with no facial expression change, but it seemed to be more vivid than the eight parts of Tianlong in different forms, and more vivid than any living spirit he had ever seen.

Behind the face of the golden Buddha seemed to be countless kinds of emotional flows and fluctuations, not showing a hint of arrogance, even more peaceful than human beings, but not climbing high, overlooking six generations, 3,000 worlds.

The Big Buddha assembled the wishes of hundreds of millions of believers, with a hint of true Buddhism. With his hands raised and feet raised, he had no greater power than the "Great Optimus Palm” issued jointly by the four monk kings. He was more powerful than Li Qingshan once fought to bless the Fire God.

“Turns out this is the strongest existence of Tianlong Zen Court, not some hidden sweeping monk, but sits at the top of Big Buddha Mountain. Even though we fought in the South China, I'm afraid that's all! ”

The so-called "God blocks God, Buddha blocks Buddha” is nothing more than a mortal idiot. Only the presence of God's Buddha - even if it is just an idea, a line of spirituality - can understand the horror of God's Buddha.

And it is not the fire god that is before us, the demon god is poor, the god of that rank, but the ancestor of all Buddha, my Buddha!

Li Qingshan couldn't help but take care of everything around him and concentrate all his willpower in order to confront the “Buddha" of the Big Buddha.

The wide golden palm of Buddha lifted high and looked very heavy and slow, slowly pressing down towards the top of Li Qingshan.

The Buddha's palm is too big for him, but the feeling is far from bounded and nowhere to escape. Each inch of downward pressure multiplies the pressure on your body.

A cold smile appeared on King Chu's face. Even though the archbishop was to be slapped into powder, even more so, there was the siege of the eight heavenly dragons and the two monks, even if he was in such a position, it was dangerous.

Hundreds of great masters were also relieved. After seeing the scene of the fearless monks being bombed, they also had no ambition to kill demons. It would be better if they could end the scene so easily.

Before the Buddha's palm arrived, the golden beak of Garuda was about to peck into the back of Li Qingshan's brain. He stretched out a perfect handful across the sky and grabbed the golden beak gently, but Xiao An arrived.

She waved her hand, a string of golden rosary balls scattered, rotated into 33 skeletons, made a gagged laugh, turned into 33 skeleton demons, burned pale three obscure white bone fire in her eye soaking a layer of golden light on her body, presenting a strange posture of Buddha's coexistence.

“Boom!” “Boom! ”

Smart fistprints and Dharma swords nearly hit two skeleton demons at the same time. Skeleton demons flew out, but one rolled up again, still gagging and laughing, leaving a deep fistprint and sword marks on the white bone, but not fatal.

Skull demons don't care about life, but the Buddha Gate method, which specializes in suppressing the demons of the world, doesn't seem to have any special utility for skull demons.

Instead, there were two other skull demons, who had to retreat to defend themselves while their claws were tapped and their teeth bitten.

The other Skull Demons pounced on eight Tianlong, and Tianlong Zen sang silently. Ashuro's offense was no longer fierce. He could not simply kill a skull demon whose body was stronger than Fabao's. The mysterious scent of Gondama had no effect.

Tinaro's dance moves are unpredictable, the night fork moves more quickly and silently, and more than a dozen skull demons can't escape the blockade. Mohuroka swallowed three skeletons in one mouth, but immediately rolled up in pain.

Especially when Xiao An caught the beak of Garuda, Bao luminous wings were hugged by two skeleton demons, severely torn, gold feathers floating zero, the squealing more painful.

In an instant, the contrast of numbers was reversed, and such a powerful reversal made all the monks stare.

Especially the Mozi archdeacon, the most proud of his life are the puppet kings in his hands. Each puppet king is comparable in strength to the archdeacon, and fearless of life and death, but compared to these skeletons, the quality is poor, the quantity is even worse, and he was immediately hit hard.

Kim Fugui and Yue Wuyang looked at each other with similar consternation and doubts. Is this still in Kyushu? Fighting of this magnitude, no, war, is something they've never seen in their lives.

“Moon!” The princess was surprised and surprised, and there was another glimmer of pride in her heart. She no longer needed her own protection. No one could harm her anymore. She grinned and said to King Chu Li: “Can you regret it? ”

“This is...”

King Chu could not believe that this was his daughter and could not help but give birth to a hint of remorse. Although the Ji clan was deeply rooted and had many heirs, none of them could compare to her, not even Ji Xuanjie.

If she became King Chu, she would probably be the strongest King in history, and with Li Qingshan's cooperation, she could even end up with South Vietnam. Perhaps she shouldn't have said so much?

But as soon as the idea was born, it was immediately dismissed. He was not the kind of person who looked forward and could not regret what was happening today.

“Back then, the kid, now he's so horrible!” Gu Yan Shadow exclaimed in his heart, turning to the Lord of the Tibetan Sword Palace not far away: “The Master of the Palace can do whatever he wants, why bother them? This isn't a good time to end. No. ”

Lord Hidden Sword Palace is urging the heavenly sword to continue to attack Hot Wind Hell. Hearing this, his face is heavy and his heart is also a little upset. What kind of monster has this caused?

Dealing with Li Qingshan was one of his players' leisure chess, he was prepared to remove it at will if he couldn't reach his eyes, but he didn't expect this chess piece to turn around and lift the chessboard, almost to reverse his chess player.

And everyone has the same idea. If these two people don't fall on the Great Foshan today, who else in Kyushu can stop them?

Li Qingshan suddenly felt light-hearted, not because the attack of the eight heavenly dragons and the two monks was blocked, but the golden palm of Buddha suddenly changed target, and turned to Xiao 'an, the Buddha's eyes opened some more, staring at her.

Xiao An is not hard to stop, gently shivering the blood beard, wrapping the big gold Buddha into it.

Blood sea cuckoo is a self-contained space, and unlike Shura field, it is used exclusively to capture, and the attack with blood river does not show any real power.

The monk roared: "Yes, you Buddha enemy! ”