Chen Daji's attack was ineffective, but that didn't mean that Ghost Buddha's attack was also ineffective.
Under the blood-red bronze mask, there was an extremely crazy chanting sound.
"Namo Fudo Myooh!"
"Well, Samanda, Wajira Nam, Deira's."
"Amaga, Dharma Harosana, Spadaya, hum."
"Dela Maya, Dela Maya, hum. Dela's Ham! Mam!"
(One of the Buddhist secret mantras, the Fundamental Mantra of the Immovable King of Sanskrit Sound, is also called the Great Obstacle Destroyer Mantra.)
One hundred and ten swastikas emitting black light shine, clamped on the Tearing Buddha.
As if the Tearing Buddha came to life, it suddenly transformed into a five-story building, its eyes wide open and its face filled with overwhelming anger.
Palms bigger than millstones, with howling wind, struck at the two cult leaders.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Namo Amitabha!"
"Brother, please open your Dharma eyes and see how the young monk avenges you!"
In the loud explosion, Luo Menghong and Fa Qing were slapped into the mountain, stirring up dust all over the sky.
Even though they were protected by evil magic, they were still pale after being beaten.
Gui Fo Wu Mian was not surprised but overjoyed when he saw that one of his blows did not kill the opponent.
This is what he wants, he can continue to torture the enemy to avenge Hua Jiu Nan.
"Jie Jie Jie, be miserable! Be desperate! This is just the beginning of boundless purgatory!"
As the ghost Buddha spoke, he raised his pale right hand and slapped it in the air. The giant Buddha behind him also made the same move.
There was another loud noise, which made everyone's ears ring.
Fa Qing's fat face had turned purple, and his eyes were bulging.
The injury was obviously serious.
Luo Menghong is not as good as him:
His face was as white as paper, and traces of black air were coming out of his body.
Even the evil god holding him flickered, as if he might disappear at any time.
Amidst Jie Jie's strange laughter, Ghost Buddha Wu Mian raised his right hand high again.
"So good!"
"You two Nile devils better hold on a little longer!"
"The longer you persist, the happier I will be, and my brother will be able to smile in front of the Buddha!"
After the ghost Buddha finished speaking, he recited the Vajrasattva mantra to subdue evil spirits.
"Nara Jin Chi Bo Jia Luo Ye. Suo Po Ha. Mahava Lisheng Jia Luo Ye. Suo Po Ha."
"Nawuhe Luo Da Na Duoluoye, Nawu Ajuye."
"Babaojidi. Shuoboluoye. Sahaha. Om, Xididiandu. Mandala. Bhattaya, Sahaha!"
Under the blessing of the two Buddhist secret mantras, the giant Buddha has become a hundred meters high.
A Buddha palm stretches out, like a dark cloud.
Not to mention the power of this shot, the strong wind alone caused Fa Qing's fat face to deform.
The two cult leaders were so frightened that they shouted in unison: "Now!"
The moment the big hand slapped them, Luo Menghong and Fa Qing detonated their own defensive secrets.
"Boom boom boom!"
The three explosions seemed to come at the same time, and the earth shook!
The restrictions of the Two Boundary Mountains were also shattered by this blow.
In the smoke and dust, two figures quickly fled towards the human world.
The fat monk Faqing's wild laughter was mixed with violent coughing.
"Namo...ahem...Amitabha!"
"Ghost Buddha...ahem...no matter how strong you are, you have not been fooled by Buddha!"
"We'll see you later!"
After thousands of years, he finally had a chance to escape. Luo Menghong, the leader of the Luo Sect, was also extremely excited.
"Chen Daji, right? This leader will remember you!"
"You'd better stay with ghosts and Buddhas forever in this life, otherwise..."
Before Luo Menghong could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an angry shout: "You evil beast, otherwise what will you do?!"
A sharp sword fell from the sky like an antelope with its horns, and slashed hard at the leader of the Luo Sect.
At the same time, the roar of "dong dong dong" sounded, but it was the snow corpse striding towards him from a distance.
That speed was far better than Chang Baye, and he was in front of Hua Jiunan and others in the blink of an eye.
Chen Daji was worried that Luo Menghong would retaliate against him in the future. How could he not complain when his parents came now?
"Uncle Xue Zhi, that stinking Taoist priest is really bad. He said that sooner or later he would kill me...kill my boss!"
It turns out that this guy was worried that he was not strong enough, so he temporarily changed it to Hua Jiu Nan.
This is Chen Daji’s overthinking:
Xue Zhi is brave and loyal, and always remembers the friendship between Chen Daji and his son.
If anyone threatens their lives, Xue Zhi will not lack the courage to fight even if Yama comes.
Not to mention a mere cult leader!
"Roar!"
Amidst the roar, the snow corpse appeared behind Luo Menghong in a blink of an eye.
"Come die!"
A fist bigger than an ordinary laptop screen, carrying endless cold wind, smashed Luo Menghong's entire chest into pieces.
A painful scream sounded.
But it just started to sound and then stopped abruptly:
The sharp sword fell, and Luo Menghong's head flew high, with complex expressions of shock and disbelief on his face...
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