In Buddhism, the war is raging.
Everyone in the bookstore is like a chicken blood, and they are going to the Buddhist gate to grab the treasure.
But the people of Buddhism are not vegetarians. They are not weak in combat and fight with everyone in the bookstore.
"I have a wish. All wrong thoughts should be transformed by me and reformed. If the transformation cannot be accomplished, then I, Amitabha, will not be considered a true Buddha."
"I have a wish. All falsehoods must be destroyed. If they are not destroyed, then I, Amitabha, will not be considered the true Buddha."
"I have a wish to put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. If someone doesn't let go, I, Amitabha, will not be considered a true Buddha."
Amitabha Buddha flew out of the formation and performed his forty-eight wishes, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and making rumbling sounds.
It seemed that only Amitabha was left in the whole world, and only his voice was left.
Everyone in the bookstore was dizzy due to the impact, and many people suffered losses.
"Still thinking, I can't kill you with my call from this dragon."
The dragon was so angry that he simply gave up the attack formation and went straight to Amitabha.
The Buddhist formation is like a turtle shell, and it is much harder to break than imagined.
Not surprisingly, there must be clones of the two Buddhist saints, or even the saint himself, participating in the arrangement.
"The sea of suffering is boundless and there is no turning back, Nie Long, it's too early to repent now."
Amitabha recited the name of the Buddha and patted it away with a light palm.
The dragon swatted it away with a nonchalant palm, only to hear a loud roar and a shocking explosion. Amitabha's seemingly inconsequential move was extremely lethal.
Of course, with the strength of the dragon, it is impossible for Amitabha to hurt him.
"I have a wish..."
Amitabha spoke again, but his figure flickered erratically. His figures were everywhere in the world, and he didn't know which one was real.
The dragon clenched its claws, calculated, and rushed somewhere.
With one move, the figure shattered, and it was not Amitabha's true form.
It's not that Shaolong didn't calculate correctly, but when Shaolong came over, Amitabha's body had already been transferred.
Between heaven and earth, Amitabha's voice continued to disturb everyone in the bookstore.
"He is moving quickly, even if you tell him the location of his body, it will be useless."
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao looked at the water mirror and immediately found the true form of Amitabha.
The water mirror has the effect of seeing through disguise. Transformation, clone, etc. are of no use in front of the water mirror.
But now Amitabha's true form, when attacked by others, will quickly move and merge with other clones. It is useless to see who his true form is.
To defeat Amitabha's move, you have to kill all his clones at the same time.
The problems that Yang Xiao was aware of were obviously not something that Taolong was unaware of.
Anger flashed in his eyes, and the dragon suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a thunderous dragon roar.
The sound grew louder and louder, and soon covered up Amitabha's voice.
The dragon's roar is not just that simple, it is very lethal, and the sound waves contain powerful power.
As the voice from Tailong continued to increase, the clones of Amitabha began to explode.
"I told you to run."
At a certain moment, the dragon rushed out and chased Amitabha.
Amitabha turned around and started fighting with the dragon.
After a few moves in the fight, Amitabha used the technique of clone and the technique of great wish again.
Under the interference of Amitabha, the Buddhist side actually gained the upper hand.
"Look at me, the furnace is used to refine the sky."
At this moment, Shennong suddenly roared.
An illusory furnace appeared between heaven and earth, covering the entire area outside the Buddhist gate.
Although it is not as amazing as the vision when I realized it, it is definitely not to be underestimated.
The stove appeared, and everyone in the bookstore and the Buddhist sect were inside the stove.
The next moment, a violent force came out, and the Buddhists felt that there were forces coming from all directions, trying to crush and refine them.
Under this force, Amitabha's clones were the first to be unable to hold on and exploded one by one.
The angry dragon killed him immediately.
He was a saint after all, and he wanted to be embarrassed when he was fooled around by a quasi-sage peak.
Dealing with so many people at once and launching such a terrifying attack was not without cost for Shen Nong.
After a while, Shennong's face turned pale.
Depending on the situation, this is a sign of excessive mana consumption.
"I can't hold it anymore, hurry up and punch him into the space crack."
Shennong shouted while holding on to the spell.
The dragon chasing Amitabha in the distance heard it, and a huge dragon claw shot out and pressed down.
The void collapsed directly, and the escaping Amitabha fell into it, followed by the dragon chasing after him.
Almost at the moment when the dragon and Amitabha disappeared, the furnace on Shennong's side dispersed.
Several people who were originally fighting against Shennong came to attack him at the right time.
"Dragon God Sky Monument, town!"
Fuxi on the side threw the magic weapon he had learned from the bookstore over.
With this blow, the void collapsed, and Shennong and the Buddhists fell into it.
However, Fuxi's move also helped Shennong block the attacks that hit Shennong.
Without Amitabha's interference, the bookstore regained the upper hand.
But the problem is, even if they want to break through the Buddhist mountain-protecting formation, they also have no energy left.
"If you don't let the poor monk become the Buddha, the poor monk will beat you all to death."
Tang Sanzang roared furiously, stopped attacking the formation, and chased after the bullies who were weaker than him.
In Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion, Yuanshi’s consciousness looked over and watched the battle quietly.
Looking at the performance of everyone in the bookstore, Yuanshi remained silent.
Yuanshi was torn about whether or not to help Buddhism.
The words he just said were still ringing in his mind.
"If that shopkeeper was stingy, why did he exchange so many treasures for me?"
Yuan Shi's eyes flickered slightly, wondering what kind of medicine Yang Xiao was selling in his gourd.
In the Sea of Chaos, several saints were also observing the melee taking place in the Three Realms.
However, due to the previous severe scolding from the Supreme Being, no one proposed to intervene in the Three Realms anymore.
"Brother Yuanshi Dao, are you really not going to participate in such a lively event?"
Looking in the direction of Yuxu Palace, Zhun asked.
The Supreme Being only said that they, the saints themselves, would not be allowed to participate, but he did not say that their avatars and subordinates would not be allowed to participate.
"Don't bother me. I have a headache. Let me think again."
Yuan Shi snorted angrily, should he take action?
Hearing this, Tongtian said angrily: "Zhunti, shut up, why are you still trying to unite? Aren't you Buddhists powerful? You were beaten like a dog."
"The alliance is our business, we can do it as long as we like it. It's up to you to take care of it. It's not like you are trying to teach us. There's no one who wants to help, hahaha."
Zhunti laughed wildly, laughing so hard that he didn't deserve a beating.
The result was that Tong Tian became furious and struck with his sword.
Tongtian's temper is like this. He gets angry on the spot and never hides it.
"My words are falling on deaf ears, aren't you? I just stopped making trouble, but if I mention you, you will make trouble for me. Watch for a beating."
Seeing that the fight started again, the angry Taishang attacked out with the Tai Chi diagram.
Zhunti immediately shouted: "Don't blame me, it was Tongtian who said that my Buddhist disciple was beaten like a dog. He was the one who provoked me first."
"Come here and see the sword."
Tongtian roared angrily, without saying any nonsense, and his sword was as ruthless as a sword.
As for which side the Supreme Lord will take, he doesn't care. If he really wants to help Zhunti, he can just attack him together. It's not like he hasn't fought before.
Even if you lose, you must lose vigorously. You must lose standing, never kneeling.
