Chapter 1177: Buddhism

"Boom!"
Yu Changhe is really too strong. With a casual hand, Lu Chen has no power to resist, making him feel infinite death, blood overflowing from his mouth, and he screamed anxiously:
"Shards of Saint Soldier, block me!"
Before the speech, the fragments of the Saint Soldier flew out, from small to large, as small as a bead, as large as a heavenly bowl, carrying boundless divine power, blocking Yu Changhe's palm.
"Lu Chen, with this thing, you also want to block the old man?"
Yu Changhe sneered twice, without stopping for a moment, he fell quickly like a thunder, and knocked out the shards of the Holy Soldier in an understatement.
The palm of his hand pressed down, enveloped Lu Chen, plunged him into darkness completely, losing all the brilliance between heaven and earth.
"Do not!"
Lu Chen screamed in horror, his shirt torn apart, and blood spattered from every pore.
This was Yu Changhe's strength, and Lu Chen fell into a boundless crisis before the palm of his hand fell.
Once it fell, it would definitely kill Lu Chen.
"Amitabha, Yu Changhe, the donor, let's do it slowly."
Just between this line of life and death, a Buddha light suddenly appeared behind Lu Chen, with a shining light, driving out the endless darkness and shining on Yu Changhe's palm. His palm immediately banged and shook.
"Who?"
Yu Changhe's expression changed. He put away the painful palm, looked at the light of the Buddha, and saw an old monk walked out of it, with two long eyebrows falling to the corners of his eyes, wearing a muddy yellow. He put on a pair of hemp shoes and looked like an ascetic monk.
"Xuantu, it's you? You are a monk from the Buddhist country, why do you prevent me from killing this son?" Yu Changhe yelled.
"Donor Yu Changhe, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. Please stop here." The old monk Xuantu put his hands together and walked step by step, looking kind and kind, and waved his virtual hand at Lu Chen.
"puff!"
A ray of Buddha's light submerged in Lu Chen's body, his body immediately rippled with a circle of Buddha's light, the blood immediately stopped flowing out, and the scars healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"you dare!"
Yu Changhe was furious and was about to attack Lu Chen again.
"Yu Changhe benefactor, the enemy should be resolved or not, why are you so obsessed with it?" Xuan Tu smiled slightly and came to Lu Chen, surrounded by Buddha's luminosity, forming a mask, and holding Yu Changhe's palm. Blocked it.
"Thank you, Master Xuantu."
Seeing this, Lu Chen hurried forward and bowed in salute.
"Lu Chen donor, my Buddha has a cloud, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level Buddha, and the poor monk to save you is also in accordance with my Buddha's guidance." Xuan Tu said kindly.
"Master's compassion, this kindness will be remembered by the younger generation." Lu Chen said hurriedly.
"The donor Lu Chen is serious." Xuan Tu nodded slightly, then looked at Yu Changhe, and said,'Donor Yu Changhe, for the donor Lu Chen hurt you more than ten disciples of the Sword Sect, two poor monks from Duwu and Dutian I heard a little bit from my nephew that the culpability is not on the donor Lu Chen alone, so please check carefully. ’
"Xuantu, do you know that this son not only killed more than ten inner disciples of my Shendao Sect, but also killed two elders Yuan Hong and Yan Chunfeng." Yu Changhe said angrily.
"Yu Changhe, they joined forces with Elder Plum Blossom and the two elders of the Eastern Palace to kill me. If I kill them, that is also a helpless move. You are so unreasonable and presumptuous as a emperor." Lu Chen retorted.
"Lu Chen, kid, you don't want to be sophistical. Even if there is Profound Earth to save you today, the old man will take your life." Yu Changhe said sharply.
The voice continued, and another cold voice came from the sky, with endless power, shattering the void and breaking the mountains, like thunder fell: "That's right, Lu Chen, kid, you kill me several elders of the Eastern Palace, today Don't want to live Li Kai."
"Huh! Huh!"
From this sound, I saw that the void suddenly turned red, as if a big fire was burning, from which a red-faced old man and a silver-haired old man came out.
The red-faced old man is sturdy and sturdy. Along the way, he is full of vigor and majesty. His eyes flashed with fire marks on his debut, as if he was about to burst out flames.
The silver-haired old man was thin and thin, like a bamboo pole, without a piece of flesh and blood, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but under the endless flame, he was unscathed and looked terrifying.
Two more emperors of the Second Tribulation!
Lu Chen's expression changed, and he hurriedly said to Xuan Tu, "Master Xuan Tu, you have saved the life of the junior, now please leave, the junior does not want to drag you down."
But Xuan Tu didn't seem to have heard this, and smiled and said to the two old men: "It turns out that it is the two benefactors of Wang Chong and Feng incompatibility, one younger generation, why do you come here in person?"
"Hmph, Xuantu, the Ming people don't talk secretly, we are here for the imperial soldier who is about to be born, but since this little Lu Chen is here, then naturally we will kill him." Wang Chong snorted.
"Xuantu, don't you want to stop the two of me?" The wind said with a smile. He seemed to be laughing, but he gave people a shuddering feeling.
"Amitabha Buddha, do the two benefactors really want to make another killing?" Xuan Tu put his hands together and asked kindly and peacefully.
"Xuantu, since you are so obsessed with understanding, don't blame us for being impolite." When Yu Changhe saw Wang Chong and Fengwu coming, he was much bolder and immediately shouted.
"The three donors, please do it." Xuantu said calmly.
After saying this, he took a step forward, folded his hands together, and chanted the Buddhist scriptures, and a simple, majestic, and transparent voice suddenly came.
With him as the center, the Buddha's light blooms and is full of ten thousand feet. Numerous Buddha patterns appear and gather together to transform into a majestic Buddha image with a crown of Buddha on its head and beads in hand.
From the mouth of the Buddha's shadow, there is also the sound of Buddha, as loud and bright as Huang Zhongda Lu, one by one, the ancient Buddha characters are manifested, simple and majestic, thorough, and direct to the spiritual world of people, conveying grand ideas.
"Daming Wangjing?" Wang Chong frowned and said.
"Regardless of him, Brother Yu and I will come to trap him, and you will kill the kid, brother." Feng Fuhe said coldly.
"Okay." Wang Chong nodded, then looked at Lu Chen, and said, "Lu Chen, even if you have Xuantu to help you today, you will definitely die. If you are to blame, you will kill me, the elder of the Eastern Palace, instead of killing you. , Where is the majesty of my Eastern Palace? ’
"Yes, you must die today."
The wind did not change and nodded silently, and then stepped up, creating wind out of thin air, the space collapsed, and the space storm was rolled out. There were three colors of gold, yellow, and silver, like a knife, which was unusually sharp and blew past. The Buddha's shadows trembled slightly, and the light of each Buddha's characters dimmed a little.
"Xuantu, why are you doing this?"
Yu Changhe sighed and quickly stepped forward, his robe flew, and the robe was rolled up, and an ancient yellow magic knife appeared. It was more than four feet long. It carved the mountains on one side and the river on the other. The atmosphere was extraordinary. Cut it down, the mountains and rivers appear.
This is the same as Sun Qi's Water and Fire Promise Sword, it is also a second-rank imperial soldier, called the Shanhe Guiyuan Sword, with infinite power.
"Master Xuantu, be careful."
Lu Chen felt his scalp numb and hurriedly shouted.
"Don't panic the donor Lu Chen, the poor monk's senior is in this secret realm. I believe he will come soon, so you can stay behind the poor monk with peace of mind."
Xuantu was calm, with no sadness or joy, kind eyebrows, and a chant of Nanmo Amitabha, and slapped his hands into the void, the Buddha pattern rushed into the sky, and the swaying Buddha shadow immediately solidified and bloomed with a stronger light. The Buddha characters are also more condensed, showing a kind of compassion.
"Xuanling is coming?" Yu Changhe asked in surprise.
The faces of Wang Chong and Feng Fu changed slightly.
Xuan Ling is a senior elder of Xuan Tu, and a super elder of the Buddha Kingdom, an expert of Buddhism and Taoism. Moreover, his cultivation level is higher and he is the existence of the God Emperor of the Three Tribulations.
If he arrives, even if the three of Wang Chong join forces, there is no chance of killing Lu Chen.
"He must be lying, we don't want to believe what he said." Wang Chong gritted his teeth and said.
"Poor monks are monks and don't slander." Xuantu said.
"Hmph, even if the profound spirit is coming, we can kill this kid before he arrives." Feng Buhe said with a cold snort.
"Not bad." Yu Changhe nodded.
"Do it." The wind failed to say immediately.
They shot again.
"boom!"
In the fierce space storm and the mountains and rivers returning to the original sword, the Buddha's shadow banged and splashed out a lot of Buddha light, many of which were dimmed.
Although Xuan Tu was also a Divine Emperor of the Two Tribulations, there was only one person. How could Yu Changhe and the wind alone resist the attack of the two?
"Xuantu, you, the King of the Ming Dynasty, can block the attacks of my Junior Brother and Brother Yu. It's really powerful. If you add me, can you stop it?"
When Wang Chong saw this, he knew that he was rushing up. The sky-reaching fire appeared on his body. Numerous fire patterns appeared and formed a spiritual realm. With the movement of his palm, a nine-story pagoda with burning flames emerged.
"Taiyuan Sacred Fire Tower, go!"
This tower was in his hand, Wang Chongxu's hand, the tower he called the Taiyuan Sacred Fire Tower, immediately flew out, from small to large, like a mountain like a mountain, nine-fold pagoda, every floor burned with fire and suppressed it. .
At this moment, Yu Changhe and the wind are not in harmony. They shot indiscriminately, combining the power of the three to attack the King of Ming Dynasty in Xuantu.
"Chichichichi!"
Three divine emperors of the Second Tribulation made their moves, with infinite power, magic swords, magic powers, and towers. Once they hit the Buddha's shadow, the light of the Buddha was dim, and each of the Buddha's words disappeared like confetti.
"Master Xuantu, run away." Lu Chen said in shock.
"Namo Amitabha."
But Xuan Tu was still calm, his expression remained the same, and his mouth chanted the six-character Buddhism sound. The body surface was immediately like a layer of golden brilliance. The eyes, ears, nose, nose, and even the limbs were all turned golden, just like cast gold.
"Boom!"
At the moment when the Buddha's shadow was broken, Wang Chong's attack hit Xuan Tu, but unexpectedly, there was only a clang, and the monk was unscathed.
"It is the Luohanjin body art, the highest defense art of the Buddha country." Yu Changhe said in shock, his face changed slightly when the wind did not change.
"Don’t worry, this Arhat Golden Body Art is an ancient Dharma. It takes a lot of Buddha power to display it. Even with the strength of the profound earth, it can’t last for long. Therefore, as long as we jointly attack a few times, we can He broke through this Arhat's golden body technique." Wang Chong said immediately.
"Okay, let's attack together again."
Yu Changhe nodded in harmony with the wind, and immediately shot again with Wang Chong, attacking the Profound Earth, trying to break his Arhat Golden Body Art.
Shanhe Gui Yuan Dao and Tai Yuan Sacred Fire Tower took the lead to fly out from Yu Changhe and Wang Chong's hands, hitting Profound Earth, and then the wind broke, performing top magical powers, and attacking them boldly.
"clang!"
Lu Chen's discoloration changed, but the attack of the three of them had already fallen at this moment, hitting Xuantu's body, a loud clang came out, Xuantu's body trembled, and Jin Hui scattered on the surface, and blood leaked out.
"Master Xuantu?"
Lu Chen exclaimed, he saw Xuan Tu spouting a mouthful of blood, staggering backwards, scared him to hurried forward.