At the moment when the overwhelming power of the two great saints in the West was about to strike.
Ksitigarbha's eyes widened, he took a deep breath and roared:
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, the Prajna Bama Kong!"
Then, Ksitigarbha moved a long piece of rice paper in his hand into the void.
The rice paper slowly unfolds and stretches endlessly, like a soaring white dragon!
boom!
When the rice paper was cast, the entire cycle of humanity began to boil, and the infinite power of the great avenue gathered towards the rice paper.
In an instant, an illusory figure condensed on the rice paper.
This figure was tall and mighty, with bulging muscles. Although he had a bald head, he didn't have the slightest trace of Buddhist compassion.
On his body, there is a tattoo of an extremely fierce and powerful dragon.
He looked like a gangster-level figure from Lin Xuan's previous life, without any bearing of a Buddhist monk.
If Lin Xuan were here, he would definitely scream in surprise!
Because this phantom, isn't it the movie version of Fa Hai in Zhao Wen's table?
The supreme master of Buddhism, the talker of Jinshan Temple!
"Hmph! You are so bold and evil! You are so talented, but you dare to do the same thing! The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, the Prajna Bama Kong!"
The phantom sneered at the Second Saint of the West, then shouted loudly and roared angrily.
As soon as the words fell, the mighty dragon on the phantom Fahai jumped out and turned into a giant dragon. Just a dragon roar blasted the saint power of the two saints into pieces.
"What? What kind of magical power is this? This person is not a saint, but why is the charm of the Great Dao flowing through his body!"
Jie Yin and Zhunti exclaimed.
At this moment, they are messy!
I don’t know why this world is so crazy!
Then, the mighty Tianlong glared at the Second Saint of the West.
"Roar!"
The dragon roared and roared, and the mighty heavenly dragon carried the infinite power of heaven and killed the two saints in the west.
This power was so terrifying that wherever the mighty dragon passed by, the hell space began to shatter, revealing endless void.
"Brother!"
Saint Zhunti turned pale.
Among the saints of heaven, he is the worst!
The six pure bamboos and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree were all taken away. At this moment, faced with such a mighty mighty dragon, Saint Zhunti had no means to resist it for a moment!
After hearing this, Jieyin's face darkened.
Then he took out the twelve-grade golden lotus of merit and stood in front of the two of them.
The power of the two great saints poured into the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit.
For a moment, the golden lotus was dazzling, as if forming a golden sky in hell.
"boom!"
The powerful Tianlong slammed into the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit.
The entire eighteen levels of hell were shaken.
Many powerful figures in the three realms are secretly paying attention to this battle.
This scene of two saints taking action is rare.
But when the local Zao King brought out the powerful Tianlong, the great powers of the three realms were horrified.
This power is so mysterious, where does it come from?
At this time, even the powerful people in the Three Realms could not guess which of the two great saints would win against Ksitigarbha!
After a loud noise.
Jie Yin and Zhunti felt a huge force coming towards them. Even as saints of heaven, they were unable to withstand it.
"puff!"
"puff!"
Two mouthfuls of golden blood surged out.
"What kind of magical power is this? You are just a quasi-sage, how can you be so powerful?"
After Jie Yin vomited out the saint's blood, his expression became much sluggish and his aura was also much weakened.
You must know that Jie Yin and Zhunti are saints of heaven, and they have the power of heaven, so they cannot be injured easily.
At this moment, he was so shocked by that mighty dragon that he vomited blood!
Not only that, but what was even more terrifying was that there were five bloody scratches on the chests of Jie Yin and Zhunti.
The drops of golden saint's blood kept dripping, falling into hell and crushing the space.
The mighty dragon disappeared and the rice paper fell into Ksitigarbha's hands.
"The Second Saint of the West, this is the true magical power of Buddhism. Have you two seen it?"
Ksitigarbha looked at the two sages of the West with an extremely indifferent expression.
This expression was learned by Ksitigarbha from his idol Lin Xuan, and putting it on now is a bit bluffing.
"It turns out you got help from an expert!"
Jie Yin's face was extremely ugly.
Although these two great saints cannot see through the magical power of the mighty Tianlong.
But this mysterious power of the avenue has appeared several times in the past few years.
The Second Sage of the West also suffered several defeats.
They were all sure that the person behind the calligraphy in Ksitigarbha's hand and the Master Tongtian back then should be the same person.
Facing such a character, even if Hongjun takes action, he will be at a disadvantage.
Not to mention the two sages of the West.
Therefore, regret could not help but appear in the eyes of the Second Saint of the West.
If I had known that Ksitigarbha got help from that mysterious man, I would not have brought bad luck on Ksitigarbha even if I killed them.
"Today, this hell is the place where the saint fell! The mighty dragon!"
Ksitigarbha was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Second Sage of the West. He raised his hand again and roared angrily.
The golden Buddha's power surged, as if he was about to display his magical power again.
The expressions of Saint Jieyin and Saint Zhunti changed greatly.
Oh my god!
The blow just now seriously injured the Second Saint of the West. If Ksitigarbha strikes again, there is a real risk of the saint falling.
"Go quickly!"
The two saints looked at each other, and then quickly fled out of hell.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you are really good at this! It's just that this hatred has been settled! One day, we in Western Buddhism will definitely repay you a hundredfold!"
The voice of the Second Saint of the West was transmitted into hell, but his figure had long since disappeared.
They looked like two old dogs running away with their tails between their legs.
For a moment, the two great saints disappeared, leaving only Ksitigarbha and Di Ting standing in the void.
"Come out, I know you haven't left!"
Ksitigarbha suddenly spoke.
Di Ting:? ? ?
After waiting for about half a stick of incense, there was still no sound.
King Ksitigarbha breathed a sigh of relief, turned pale, and slumped against Titing's body.
"Mad, I'm exhausted!"
Ksitigarbha said weakly.
"Did you just deceive them?"
Di Ting said in surprise.
"Nonsense! You have no idea how powerful this calligraphy by Senior Lin Xuan is? If not, I gained a lot of luck and merit by suppressing hell, and thus entered the realm of the Quasi-Saint of Two Corpses!"
"I'm afraid that now they will be sucked into mummies by this calligraphy!"
"It's too scary! Just the one attack just now required me to cultivate for a hundred years. Within a hundred years, it is impossible to use it a second time."
"Fortunately, the Second Saint of the West was as timid as a mouse, so he calmed them down!"
Ksitigarbha slumped on Titing's back and explained.
Di Ting nodded, and had to admire that Ksitigarbha was still a bit brave.
"But, little monk, you are lying! Don't monks never lie?"
Di Ting tilted her head and asked.
"I just yelled 'Dawei Tianlong', it's just those two old foxes who have their own random thoughts!"
"Looking comes from the heart. The old fox has a devil in his heart, so he naturally thinks that everyone else is a devil!"
Ksitigarbha shook his head and explained.
Di Ting didn't know how to refute, so after holding it in for a long time, she uttered:
"Sure enough, even a bald person doesn't have a good thing!"
Ksitigarbha and Titing were heading to the bottom level of the eighteen levels of hell, intending to recuperate.
Boom!
The power of humane virtues is once again gathered together.
In the sky above the underworld, Hou Tu’s voice sounded——
"Create the position of the King of Hell in the Ten Palaces! The priesthood of the underworld shall be occupied by those who are capable!"
These words resounded throughout the three realms, and the entire three realms heard this voice.
The powerful teachings of the three realms are beginning to boil!
After hell, the priesthood of the Ten Palaces of Hell, which contains the merits of humanity, emerged at the right time. How could such an opportunity be missed?
