Chapter 1677

Although the Buddhist temples in the western regions also follow the path of Buddhism, they are not of the same kind as the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas believed in in in the Middle Earth. Naturally, the skills practiced and inherited by them are not the same. The golden body shown by Guru cangyang is naturally different from the Apocalypse of Shaolin.

Of course, this is the orthodox argument in Buddhism.

However, for ye Qian at the moment, it doesn't matter what is orthodox or unorthodox. After all, in Ye Qian's opinion, the world is the Buddha, which is the Tao, and the Buddha is the demon. If all these mysterious doors are attributed to the root, I'm afraid there is not much to argue about.

Seeing the real body of the golden pilujana Buddha, ye Qian has no fear at the moment. He just smiles lazily in his heart and says helplessly: "ah, he is smart. He is a great monk who is smart."

Although Ye Qian didn't understand why the great monk had a good talk and suddenly made a difficult decision, since the battle had been set down, ye Qian had to take the action.

At the moment, the huge golden palm of his hand fell towards Ye Qian. The power almost shook the whole mountain of Huashan. The flowers, birds, trees, fish, insects and animals fled one after another. After all, this war was a devastating disaster for them.

Looking at the shining Buddha, Qin Lan was a little nervous and said, "butterfly dance, do we want to help float and sink?"

On the contrary, Ling Long said with a smile: "no need. In the fairyland, even if the Tathagata came to visit in person in the fairyland, he couldn't get a little cheaper in front of the ups and downs. What's more, it's just a gold body?"

Ling Long's words seemed casual, but he said a fact that could not be explained. You should know that in the fairyland at that time, in addition to those Hunyuan Daoguo people, ye Qian really did not put others in the eye.

"Ye Qian, you die for me, go to die."

Today's master cangyang has already moved his heart to death. Even if he breaks the precepts, he has to beat Ye Qian to death.

And ye Qian stood still under the Golden Buddha's palm, with a smile in his mouth.

For ye Qian, there is nothing terrible about the so-called Buddha golden body. What is really terrible is the heart of master cangyang. The heart that can make a person who practices Buddhism suddenly move to kill is already not right.

When the huge Buddha's palm fell like this with great power, ye Qian's whole body just moved slightly. As everyone saw, he lifted his hand lightly. The small palm was facing the Buddha's palm from the sky, and his palms were in contact.

All of a sudden the whole air seemed to stagnate.

The tiger demon king's heart has already been mentioned to his throat now, and he has no idea what will happen next.

And what happened next was not only the tiger demon king, but even Ling long and others felt extremely surprised, some of whom could not believe it.

One big one small two palms in the sky in this way, this is absolutely overwhelming visual advantage, but in fact it is just the opposite.

The power of chaos in Ye Qian's body has now been poured into his hands. The most powerful and pure power since the foundation of heaven and earth is the ancestor of all things, and even the innate spirit. This kind of powerful power can not be resisted by the golden body of master cangyang.

Slowly, under the power of Ye Qian's palm, master cangyang only felt that he was sweating on his forehead, and his heart was even more frightened.

In a short time, the palm of the palm that oppresses Ye Qian suddenly disintegrates into a golden cloud and disappears in the sky.

Looking at this scene, master cangyang was full of surprise and said with fear: "how can this be possible? It's impossible. It's impossible. He broke my golden body..."

Shaking his head madly, guru cangyang is nearly insane at the moment. After all, no one in the world can break his golden body since he has cultivated his golden body. After all, the Buddha is immortal.

"Hum!"

Between the breath and snort again a golden gas, at the moment the master cangyang called a crazy yell: "the golden body remodeling."

In a word, the breath of the whole Huashan Mountain changed again, and the Buddha's palm which was disintegrated by Ye Qian suddenly reappeared, and the golden body of pilujana Buddha rose again with the wind, and soon the golden body rose like a hill.

Looking at this scene, ye Qian could only sigh: "as a Buddhist disciple, the word" anger and infatuation "can not be understood. He is really stubborn."

At the same time, ye Qian's eyes began to show a slight change, and the original calm attitude also changed completely. At the same time, ye Qian suddenly had a long sword in his hand, which was mixed with colorful light. This sword is not ye Qian's colorful Xiangyun sword. What is it?

"It's over. It seems that the ups and downs are going to be serious this time."

Looking at Ye Qian's colorful Xiangyun sword, Fang miaoge has already understood Ye Qian's idea.

And Ling long in one side then way: "only blame that big monk too much pester endlessly, don't know proper measure."

How did ye Qian hold the multicolored Xiangyun sword as if he were a different person. Without waiting for the master cangyang to start his body, his figure would blend with the colorful Xiangyun sword, and the huge sword awn would be divided into five colors, and it would directly move towards the Buddha's golden body.In fact, ye Qian's swordsmanship is not magical. It can even be said to be mediocre, but it can't stand ye Qian's terrible cultivation.

Seeing ye Qian take the initiative, Cang Yang master's heart quickly exclaimed: "not good."

Then the master cangyang couldn't stop grinding the pearls in his hand, and his voice was fierce: "hum, you want to destroy my gold body. Do you dream?"

His voice fell behind, and master Cang Yang threw the Pearl into the sky. Suddenly, he could see waves of defensive Buddha light all over his body. It seemed that he was trying to resist Ye Qian's attack.

"It's too naive, and the great monk is too naive." Looking at this scene, Ling long narrowed his eyes and sneered: "the big monk's bead is certainly a magic weapon, but with this magic weapon, it can't stop the ups and downs of the colorful Xiangyun sword. He's looking for death."

Obviously, in Ling Long's eyes, master cangyang is doomed to die.

And ye Qian's colorful swords have reached guru cangyang's attention.

The huge Buddha's golden body trembled again, waving both hands, and patting the multicolored sword awn one by one.

And in the moment that the huge Buddha hand seal touched the colorful sword, the sound of dragon leaping suddenly did not live in the sky.

Roar.

Then, nine golden dragons suddenly emerged from the master cangyang and surrounded Ye Qian and the colorful sword.

Looking at the master cangyang, although his expression was hard and his face was as white as paper, he still laughed and became extremely crazy: "ha ha ha ha, what kind of God of the East, what ye Qian, are still too young. No matter how high you are, it's not the way for me to be successful. I can't escape from the nine dragon sky Gang wave array, even if it's a big Luo Jinxian. Boy, you can enjoy it in it, ha ha ha. "

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