Tribulation thunder.
All creatures in the three realms changed their expressions upon hearing this.
Let's say that when King Zhou was struck by the thunderbolt, he tried to push Fahai away, but his divine body was shattered by the thunderbolt, and he lost all his blood. How much strength did he have with just his soul?
Normally, it would be too late for an ordinary person to see Jie Lei Zang, but this was the first time he encountered someone who was leaning hard against him.
For a while, King Zhou didn't know whether he was an expert and brave, or whether he was ignorant and fearless.
Just when I was about to give him a few more words of advice.
"Kacha!"
A thunderbolt crashed down.
Banglanglang——
Seeing that the tribulation thunder was thrown into a purple gold alms bowl from Fahai's hand to contain it, sizzling - the purple gold alms bowl was wrapped in plasma. Although it was blessed by Fahai's Buddha's light, a tribulation thunder crashed down, creating a bit of darkness.
"I can't hold on for long." Fahai looked solemn.
"Monk, why is this?"
"The benefactor has long been determined to live and die. Even though the poor monk is an ordinary monk, he can still sense that the benefactor still has resentment in his heart."
Katcha!
Another calamity thunder crashed down, and the purple gold alms bowl was already charred black and was unstable in mid-air, swaying from side to side.
"The young monk has studied Buddhism all his life, but the Dharma has been shallow so far. However, this time he cannot save the benefactor, let alone save the benefactor... He can only ask the benefactor's last wish under the cloud of calamity, and it is only a little bit superficial."
boom!
Another calamity thunder crashed down, and the purple gold alms bowl lost its magic and fell from the mid-air. Fa Hai put the alms bowl in his sleeves and looked up at the calamity cloud. The immortal energy in his whole body shook and gathered into a diamond magic shield to resist the thunder.
"I have sinned so much in my life. If I want to regret it... there are only two things. One is that I am sorry for my ancestors; the other is that I am sorry for my subjects... Now that I am like this, I have no chance to ask for forgiveness." After saying this, King Zhou Looking at Fahai: "Monk, what makes me most unhappy is that I don't know who plotted against me in Nuwa Palace, so that I was confused... If you are really serious, you will find that person again in the future. Please ask him a few questions for me, why? Why?"
"If you gain some understanding, come here and let me know."
"Amitabha."
After chanting the Buddha's name, Fahai looked at the thunderbolt brewing in the heights and sighed softly: "The donor is the first person who can successfully survive the burning heart of the Buddha's flames. It's a pity that he broke away from it before he could complete his efforts. In such a calamity, a young monk is incompetent...I am willing to do a great job for the benefactor."
"The mighty Tianlong!"
"World Honored Ksitigarbha!"
"Prajna Buddhas!"
"Prajna Baba coax!"
"Flying dragon - in the sky!"
Fahai stretched out his hand to take a shot, and the flying dragon staff he got from the hand of Lingji Bodhisattva flew out of the air.
"go!"
Roar--
The flying dragon staff turned into a golden dragon, following the direction guided by Fa Hai, and seemed to be heading directly into the calamity cloud.
Rumble, Katcha——!
At this moment, the purple lightning in the calamity cloud shot straight down and collided with the dragon prime minister. Everyone looked sideways... and they didn't know for a moment that it was the golden dragon that had swallowed the calamity thunder, and the calamity thunder penetrated the flying dragon.
Roar!
Another roar of dragons covered the sky, seeming to drown out the roar in the thunderclouds.
Boom boom boom!
Five thunders came to the world, and the flying dragon that was still dancing was shattered into powder in an instant, and then thousands of tribulation thunders roared in -
Not only King Zhou, but also the sea of fa is also enveloped in it. ….
"Amitabha."
I also saw the Buddha chanting for a long time, and the sea of fa did not retreat even half a step. He was sitting cross-legged in the thundercloud. Along with the calamity thunder, rays of Buddha's light merged into King Zhou's spirit.
The gods saw it clearly, Master Tripitaka really condensed the relics? !
When Yang Jian arrived belatedly, he saw that the karma in King Zhou's Yuanshen had almost dissipated. Master Tripitaka's relics were full of cracks. King Zhou's Yuanshen, which was almost gone, had opened its arms to welcome the last one.
The calamity thunder descends!
The calamity cloud in mid-air was still dark and heart-wrenching... But he could see clearly that Master Tripitaka was at the end of his strength, relying on the shadow of the relic to hold on... Even so, the onlookers were amazed. What kind of cultivation is this?
Can you actually use this to defeat the tribulation thunder?
King Zhou looked at Master Tripitaka, whose monk's robes were already torn, and sighed: "I regret that I could not have known the holy monk earlier, and I also hate why I wanted to find the holy monk. I dragged the holy monk into such a dangerous place for nothing. Today, the holy monk is so kind, and I am afraid that I will suffer." It’s hard to retaliate.”
Thunder boomed.
Heavenly calamity poured into King Zhou's soul, and Fahai slowly closed his eyes.
Zhang Guifang knelt down and cried out in pain.
Zhang Kui and other star kings bowed down to see His Majesty off——
"Whoops—whoops—what a thief!"
Just when everyone thought that King Zhou was dead, they heard King Zhou scolding him in the thunder. Fahai stood up angrily, only to see that the thunder wrapped King Zhou's soul and released thousands of purple lightnings, only for him. The Yuanshen was running wildly, but it was not detonated for a long time. It was actually used to torture the Yuanshen of King Zhou and prevent him from being freed!
"Ha...cough cough cough cough!
! King Zhou almost lost his sight, and he cried out sadly: "I have been condemned by God! I ask you to look at this, this is a lesson from heaven!"
"Why is this so!" Fa Hai glared at the sky, his body trembling slightly.
The Great Sage jumped to Master's side and supported Master. With the same expression of dissatisfaction, he pointed his stick towards the sky and said, "You are not a human being!"
Yang Jian's eyes shone brightly, and a ray of divine light shot into the calamity cloud. He seemed to want the calamity cloud to be dispersed, but instead it attracted a ray of lightning, following the divine light to bite back his heavenly eye.
Uh-huh!
The three-pointed, two-edged sword stood in front of his eyes, causing sparks of thunder.
The Great Sage plucked a handful of monkey hair and transformed into thousands of incarnations. He wanted to rush into the calamity cloud to disperse it, but he saw lightning flashing in the calamity cloud, and soon there was a burst of burning energy.
"Master, it is clear that King Zhou will be used as a target for this calamity." The Great Sage said with a gloomy face, slowly saying four words, "To use King Zhou as a sacrifice, it will not only kill chickens to scare monkeys, but also knock mountains to shock tigers."
Fa Hai watched with his Dharma Eyes as King Zhou almost collapsed but was forcibly wrapped up in one soul by the lightning. Suddenly his expression suddenly condensed and he said to the Great Sage: "Wukong, protect me!"
When Yang Jian saw the scene here, he felt the wind at his feet, flew to Fa Hai's side, cupped his hands towards Fa Hai, and then stood on the other side to protect the Fa Hai together.
Fahai's palms flew, phantoms appeared on his fingertips, and he chanted curses in his mouth. He saw that his already dim Buddha light shone again...all poured into the cracked relic.
Everyone didn't know what Fa Hai was going to do, but the calamity cloud in the sky seemed to be sensing it, and thousands of thunders were drawn from the sky. Fortunately, Yang Jian and the Great Sage protected him to the death, so that no thunder struck him. ….
Then Xiao Bailong came with a gun raised, followed closely by Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin, and the four evil stars also stepped into the thunder pool...
At this time, Fahai shouted loudly: "Protect King Zhou Yuanshen!"
After hearing this, everyone looked sideways. It turned out that the calamity cloud was unable to stop Master Tripitaka from casting spells for a moment, and was about to detonate the calamity thunder that enveloped King Zhou's soul!
"Edict!"
A deep voice came from the clouds. It was actually heard that the grand master was sitting astride Mo Qilin, standing between King Zhou and Jie Yun. He was covered in divine light, with one hand facing the divine thunder, and the other hand pinching the Taoist law of the Qing Dynasty. Refers to the Yuan Shen of King Zhou.
Then he saw the lightning that was about to burst suddenly extinguished.
In the thunder light, I heard that the Grand Master's beard and hair were fluttering. When he looked at King Zhou, in addition to being a little relieved, there was also a touch of pity... After all, he had personally watched King Zhou ascend the throne as an adult. What was his son's temperament like? Can you not know?
Besides, he is the great immortal of Jie Jiao. How could he not know that his fortune was in Xiqi back then?
But when did the people who taught me the truth ever believe in destiny?
I order you to cut it off!
Then they saw thirty-six generals from Lei Mansion, protecting Grand Master Wen and forming a large formation to resist the thunder.
Among them, there were ten series of battles, which showed the evil energy that reached the sky.
"Thank you, Heavenly Lord!"
Fahai finally formed a Ksitigarbha root seal, two middle fingers
Facing the sky, he stirred up the relics on the top and poured them into the soul of King Zhou——
Peng!
Then a cracking sound was heard.
Everyone heard the sound and stared. It turned out to be the relics forcibly condensed by Master Tripitaka. The moment they entered the soul of King Zhou, they could no longer maintain their shape and broke into nine pieces...
"This is!
! "
However, they saw that these nine pieces of relics, under the guidance of Master Tripitaka, went straight into the deepest part of King Zhou's soul, and actually sealed the sealed package under the list of gods deep in his soul.
At this time, I heard the chanting of Buddha in the sky, rising up to the sky and penetrating into the underworld, saying: "I, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"
boom!
There was another shattering sound. .
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