Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

The body of the Buddha's son was between transparent and egg white in color, with weapons and lotus platform disappearing one by one. From a distance, he looked like a monk in monk's robes fighting with the devil. The devil roared continuously and punched non-stop. The Buddha's glazed golden body was like water and crystal, soft or hard. When he was releasing his strength, his whole body was like ripples of water, but when he was attacking, it was as hard as gold and iron.

"Ah-ah-ah..."

The demon really did as Kunnu said. It directly abandoned the advantage of speed and fought against the Buddha. A persistent person must be stubborn. It wants to gain a foothold in the middle heaven and dominate the hidden star. Anyone who dares to resist the realization of its ideas will be regarded as its mortal enemy.

The Buddha's Liuli Dharma Image was almost fuming. He realized that the Medicine Buddha's Dharma Image was similar to Wu Hao's Wood Origin and could fight and recover at the same time. This was reflected in the current battle. The Heavenly Demon was in the adaptation period, while the Buddha's power conversion was unimpeded. With the help of the Vajra, Liuli, and Medicine Buddha Dharma Images, the advantage of local combat was also reflected.

There was a sudden commotion on the ground, but fortunately the Buddhist had made a promise in advance, so the commotion was suppressed after a short time. The Buddhist sect and the creatures from the demon world who had joined together launched a joint counterattack, and the advantage that the Cangsheng Sect had originally formed was wiped out in a very short time.

"Demon Lord!"

"The Buddhist Kingdom colluded with the Demon Realm in an attempt to overthrow Hidden Star. The Cangsheng Sect saved the world and killed the demon monks and demons."

……

The sound was short and the flames of war spread very quickly, drowning out the calls from the Cangsheng Sect camp in an instant.

The demon was annoyed by the shouting below, and the resentment below seemed to have almost ended. It turned its head and made a gesture to swallow the sky. The monks in the Cangsheng Sect camp were caught off guard. Half of them fell to the ground with white eyes, and the others became frightened birds and began to flee.

The Buddhist seized the opportunity and "Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere". He hit the demon with three consecutive hand seals. When the demon was retreating, "Ten Thousand Buddhas" chanted and uttered Sanskrit sounds. He strengthened the mental attack and swung the Zen staff towards the demon continuously.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Oops, the demon has no spirit."

When the Buddhist disciple saw that the demon was looking away with disdain, he advanced instead of retreating, and taking advantage of the three previous hand seals, he made another palm strike, hitting the demon heavily in the chest as the demon looked at him with contempt.

"Jie Jie..."

"Boom"

The golden body of the glazed Dharmadhatu was kicked away by the devil, and its body shot straight at the ground buildings like a cannonball. Amid the "boom" sound, a pile of broken walls and ruins attracted many eyes.

The golden color of the nine-leaf lotus pedestal was the first thing that caught the eye. As many monk soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, a sound of glass tearing stood out under the attention of everyone. Then the tearing sound continued several times, and the spotless Buddhist appeared on the lotus pedestal. The glazed golden body was no longer there, and he made a subtle gesture to his master with his eyes.

The Bodhisattva of Suffering once again chanted, "The mind is not cultivated enough, and the six senses are not pure." But he began to let the monks retreat. The battle in the sky was intentionally led by the Buddhists to a higher sky, leaving enough time for the Buddhists on the ground to evacuate.

"Boom boom boom..."

Continuous sounds of being knocked away accompanied the passive falling movement of the Buddha's son. The buildings here had been demolished by him and were left as worthless. The demon seemed to understand the Buddha's son's intention but did not stop him. Perhaps for it, killing the Buddha's son was more interesting than destroying the group of people below.

Fighting alone, the Sky Demon was no longer annoyed, he just felt that this world was truly magical. First, Wu Hao used the Mahayana realm to fight him back and forth, and now a Buddhist cultivator with multiple Dharma images came. He looked young and did not look like an ascetic monk who had practiced Buddhism for thousands of years, but his strength was not inferior to that of the Buddha. He became more and more interested in the Hidden Star, and his desire to make this place his own territory became stronger and stronger.

"You can't win, you'll die."

The Buddhist looked at the demon with his arms folded across his chest, seemingly not in a hurry to attack and kill him, but instead said this to himself. He secretly took the time to repair his injuries, raised his head and replied, "And then?"

"I am the boss, and you obey my orders."

The Buddhist disciple was considered to have achieved success in cultivating his mind. He immediately showed a warm smile and responded with a look of surprise: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? We can discuss this matter."

"Agree?" asked the demon.

"This is a big deal. I have to think about it seriously no matter what."

"It's not nice, are all the Hidden Star monks so ungrateful?"

The Buddhist disciple said quickly: "That's right. I'll give you an answer after I think about it. Where do you live? I'll send you a letter when I've made up my mind, but..."

The devil began to get a little annoyed, and his impatient expression was accompanied by the vision of clenching his fists, which made the Buddhist feel what he meant. Suddenly, the vision's clenched fists froze, and could not be separated for a while.

The Buddhist disciple asked in his heart: "The biggest troublemaker in this world is the guy named Ruan from the Cangsheng Sect. Will he let you be the master?"

"Him?" Behind Ruan Qingtian is He Tianzun. In addition to his backing, he also controls the martial arts of his own clan. He was stumped by the question from the Buddhist.

Seeing Tianmo's rare hesitation, Mancang felt a heavy burden on his heart. As he had guessed, they were two troublemakers who shared the same bad taste. If they really cooperated, Hidden Star would be in great trouble. He quickly said, "We must pay attention to this matter. Don't let us fight until the end and let Sect Master Ruan take advantage of us. Does he have any leverage over us?"

Seeing that the demon was about to reply, the Buddhist did not give it a chance to speak and quickly said, "It doesn't look like that. You killed half of the disciples of the Cangsheng Sect in one go. How could you be afraid of Ruan Qingtian?"

The demon, who was born with a violent temper, began to breathe rapidly. The Buddhist thought that his attempt to sow discord between them was effective and was ready to strike while the iron was hot. However, he did not expect that he would be met with a full-strength attack from the demon. He was so angry that he cursed the demon in his heart for not playing by the rules.

Although he had been prepared, if he was hit by this attack, it was estimated that the Vajra image on the Buddha's body would be destroyed today.

Suddenly, a kind and mellow voice sounded: "The sword rises between heaven and earth." The Buddhist smiled and felt warmth in his heart.

Hundreds of sword lights hovered around the demon, with the tips of the swords all pointing at him.

The Buddhist disciple held back his laughter, but saw that the demon showed no fear at all, but his eyes began to become bloodshot. This discovery made the Buddhist disciple start to reflect on which link had gone wrong.

In the sword light, there are golden words, and you can tell at a glance who wrote them.

The demon's eyes turned blood red, he straightened his chest and pressed it, and the joints of his body exploded like thunder. The human-like image behind him grinned with a creepy smile. It had no spiritual consciousness and could not practice. It needed to awaken its innate talents and cultivate its body. The harmony of the innate vision and the body required a mutual understanding of the minds. At this moment, it exerted all its strength, and the heaven and earth seemed to sense it but there was no response, allowing its body to take over the meaning of the place.

The Buddhist sighed again and again. What was wrong with this ordinary chat just now? Did Ruan Qingtian have something on it? Did it kill the monks of the Cangsheng Sect and it would be difficult to report back? Did it conquer the world and the ultimate beneficiary was indeed Ruan Qingtian? Was it...