When I heard what happened today from Yang Fengnian¡¯s mouth that night.
At that time, Black Rakshasa did not panic.
Instead, he said calmly, then stood up and left.
Although, nothing was said.
But, the moment she stepped out of the door, when the bright moonlight shone on her beautiful cheeks.
A faint smile, for a moment, eclipsed the whole world.
That touching smile is still the same as now.
With a smile on his lips, the Black Rakshasa withdrew his gaze from the western sky.
When he turned his head and looked at the monk in white, the smile in his beautiful eyes became even more beautiful.
It¡¯s just that the smile at this time is no longer as refreshing as it was just now.
It is the coldest ice and snow wind in the cold winter.
The black Rakshasa with a smile on his face slowly raised his bare hand.
??The tip of the middle finger is slightly bent, and the thumb taps lightly, which is a light flick.
A cluster of black flames shot through the sky.
The surface of Fahai is as sinking as water, holding a golden lotus in his hand to block it in front of him.
A tyrannical Buddha's light poured out like a flood that broke a bank, surging towards the cluster of black flames.
The black flame, in the umbrella-colored Buddha light, is like a small boat in the strong wind and waves.
After several thrills, it was still suspended in the golden Buddha light, slowly flying over.
After seeing this scene, the expression of the monk in white suddenly changed.
Holding the golden lotus with both hands, he slowly sat down.
The tightly pursed lips finally opened, and with difficulty, she uttered two words: "Dharma protector!"
With a command, the eighteen Arhats behind them, each holding a magical weapon, flashed and instantly appeared around the white-robed monk, and sat down slowly.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????With the sound of bells and pans resounding in the clouds, echoing in the Valley of the Dead.
Monk Fahai, who is located in the center, is gently holding up his hands.
Jin Lian rose up from his hand and suspended in the air. Thousands of golden lights fell down, protecting the white-robed monk and the Eighteen Arhats.
In the golden shield, the monk in white is located in the center, sitting cross-legged, with a solemn look on his face.
Afterwards, the monk clasped his hands together and his fingertips changed rapidly.
When a solemn Buddha's voice that resounded throughout the world slowly floated out from Fa Hai's lips.
In the golden light that filled the sky and the earth, a Buddha statue with a body covered in green flames, a sword of wisdom in his left hand and a diamond lock in his right hand, sitting cross-legged on the ground but several feet high, appeared in the center of the Eighteen Arhats.
After seeing the golden Buddha statue in the magic elimination array, a ripple finally appeared in the eyes of the black Rakshasa who had always looked calm as calm as water.
The beautiful black Rakshasa narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the Buddha statue, and said solemnly: "Fudo Myoto?"
King Fudo Ming is one of the Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist sect.
It is said that he is one of Tathagata's servants. He lives in seclusion on weekdays, giving people an extremely low-key feeling.
But those who are familiar with the matter know that Fudo Mingwang is one of the Tathagata¡¯s truly trustworthy right-hand men.
He is a Bodhisattva with extremely powerful fighting power among the many Bodhisattvas in the Western Paradise.
I learned that the monk in white was actually the reincarnation of King Fudo.
"And looking at the solemnity of his Dharma appearance at this time, it seems that he has penetrated deeply into the essence of Fudou Ming King's Dharma Seal.
It was only then that Black Rakshasa cheered up.
His whole body was shrouded in demonic flames, and his aura suddenly rose to an unbelievably powerful level in a very short period of time.
The monk in white who transformed into King Fudo slowly opened his eyes.
Then, push it out with one palm.
The golden handprints and the ink-like flames met in the air.
Like a vast ocean, it swallowed up the flames in an instant.
After that, the vast sea instantly turned into an untamed ferocious beast. It roared, dispersed the white clouds, and drowned towards the black Rakshasa on the opposite side.
The Black Rakshasa snorted, raised his arm, and waved violently.
A black wind swept out.
Gangfeng and Buddha's light meet in the sky.
A shocking explosion was released, with a loud bang.
An invisible shock wave spread towards the four defenses like flying sand and rocks.
Around the square, whether it was the undead army, the Dharma Protector Arhat, or the dark demon army standing behind Bai Susu, they were all affected by this tyrannical shock wave.?? His body was unstable and he kept retreating.
"The seal of the Fudo Ming King!"
The monk in white clothes failed to succeed with his attack. He made a gesture with his hands and released the awe-inspiring light of Buddha again.
While the green flames all over the body surged, a huge handprint condensed from the Buddha's light fell from the sky like a huge burning meteor that cut through the space, carrying fierce flames.
??He pressed directly towards the Black Rakshasa.
The Black Rakshasa's expression was solemn. Although he was facing the huge pressure from the golden handprint, there was still no panic in his eyes.
She still just raised her soft white jade-like hand.
A giant black palm burning with black flames condensed into shape instantly in the sky of the Valley of the Dead.
Then, it slowly rose up and faced the golden Fudo Mingwang Seal that was pressed down. .
When the black palm and the golden Buddha seal collided together.
In the sky, the vitality condensed suddenly, and then fell apart instantly.
The broken vitality carried the snow and flew towards the sky in all directions.
There was a loud explosion, and a dazzling black-gold light illuminated the world as if a second sun had appeared in the hazy sky.
On the ground, countless demonic armies turned pale and vomited blood because they could not resist the pressure of the heaven and earth energy pouring down.
The eighteen Arhat's body trembled suddenly, his face was like gold paper, and blood was flowing from his mouth.
The monk in white groaned, raised his head, his eyes were filled with golden light, and he stared coldly at the black Rakshasa opposite, whose pretty face was pale and his delicate body was trembling slightly.
At this time, Bai Susu, who had been standing there and watching the battle, suddenly pulled out the Dragon Subduing Sword in his hand.
Along with the scabbard, a golden light rose into the sky. A high-pitched sound resounded throughout the world.
"Dragon Subduing Sword!"
The beautiful eyes of Black Rakshasa narrowed, and for the first time there was a look of panic in them.
He raised his head, looked at the five-clawed dragon rolling through the dark clouds in the sky, and murmured absently.
The five-clawed celestial dragon has glittering golden scales and is an extraordinary instrument.
A high-pitched dragon roar instantly stirred up the dark clouds covering the sky.
The thick dark clouds opened several gaps.
The golden and warm sunshine instantly passed through the gap and fell down.
Sunshine is supposed to give people warmth.
However, at this moment, seeing the sunlight coming through the clouds, the black Rakshasa suddenly trembled and his pretty face turned pale.
She quickly raised her hand and waved it vigorously.
On the ground, countless piles of snow were rising with the wind, soaring upwards, spinning towards the cracks in the dark clouds in the sky.
However, the golden dragon is still soaring in the sky, emitting golden light.
The flying snow that was rolled up by the Black Rakshasa's arms and tried to block the cracks was evaporated by the light emitted by the golden dragon and turned into white clouds before it could fly into the sky.
Ten thousand rays of sunshine fell like sharp swords.
Originally, the army of the undead that tried hard to resist the pressure of the golden lotus Buddha's light was suddenly defeated.
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