Chapter 1153: The Treacherous Change

The purple pupil of Lingshi Zhen’s Great Bodhisattva looked at the mountain gods around him with cold eyes.

These little gods were just the most ordinary cultivators in their "life". Even if there were those who achieved the right result, they were at most thirty-sixth-grade celestial immortals. However, after being canonized as gods, they received the blessing of the divine power of the Heavenly Dao God Position. Although they transformed from immortals into gods that were almost half-spirited, their strength was improved to a certain extent.

Now the strongest cultivation among these mountain gods is probably the same as the thirty-grade celestial immortals, while the Yin soldiers are all the strength of the thirty-sixth grade celestial immortals. Although they have lost the immortal body and their spiritual power, their cultivation and magic power have greatly increased. They can use the various magical powers given by the divine position of the Heavenly Dao, plus their huge number, which is a force that cannot be humiliated.

However, in front of the millions of Buddha soldiers led by the Lingda Bodhisattva of Zitong Zhen, these tens of millions of mountain gods and land and Yin soldiers sent a Bodhisattva to cooperate with one hundred golden arhats and tens of thousands of Buddha soldiers to kill them completely!

Although they are all gods and are protected by the God of Heaven. They cannot easily kill them, nor can they kill them easily, but they have severely damaged their vitality and made them shameful for three to five years. This is also a relaxed thing. So the Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Lingzhen just looked at these mountain gods and lands coldly, and suddenly sneered: "Ni Wuxin and you are quarreling with you. If you are wrong, you will only bring back my poor child. Could you think that these miserable people can hurt Porni a hair?"

Master Shouzhuo smiled slightly, and he waved his sleeves lightly and vomited the word "Zhen".

The mountain gods looked at each other. After all, they were afraid of the identity of Emperor Tian, ​​so they responded carefully, shouted "Zheng" in unison, and then pulled out various weapons and pointed hard at the ground.

The weapons drawn by these mountain gods were all weapons such as long spears, halberds, hunting forks, bows and arrows, while the landlords pulled out all the crutches, long rulers, whisks and other tools. As they shouted in unison, the ghost soldiers also scolded them, and they all waved various weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds in their hands towards the world.

At this moment, the mountain god land around the Dalong Zen Temple was no longer just the gods in a mountain range of the Dalong Mountains. After all, Master Shouzhuo is the identity of the great heavenly emperor. He shouted angrily, who dared not to flatter these little gods located in the lowest level of priesthood in various parties?

In just a few breaths, thousands of mountain god lands from all over the mountains near the Dalong Mountains have arrived here. Even the nearby East China Sea and tens of thousands of cities have rushed over with their officials and servants. One after another, the word "Zhen" has been heard, and gradually gathered into a continuous stream of sounds spreading between the sky and the earth like a roar of the bells.

After the Battle of the Gods, the Seven Buddhas and Nine Ways planned to enthrone these priests for countless years. The power of these gods of heavenly way was finally truly displayed for the first time today. Countless gods of city gods, mountain gods, land and other gods did not use their slightest power, and the ghost soldiers did not use their slightest power. They just urged their power in the God of Heavenly way, integrated everyone's power, and mobilized the divine power of heaven to suppress them.

Millions of Buddha soldiers felt that billions of mountains were pressing down, and the eight great vajras guarding the gate of Dalingjiu Mountain groaned. They shouted loudly and angrily, urging their bodies to rise up to thousands of miles, urging the Buddhist Vajra to subdue demons, and blasted towards the void with all their strength. With the power of the eight great vajra, they were enough to turn the rivers and seas and move stars to the moon. They were cultivating the Buddhist Vajra’s magical power, and their power to subdue demons was also famous in the Pangu world.

If the city gods, mountain gods, land and land with so many ghost soldiers besieged them, the Eight Great Vajras were confident that if they were a little bit of trouble and wasted at most, they would be able to kill them all without any damage.

However, the invisible power fell silently in the void. The Eight Great Vajras were frightened to find that they were not facing these tiny city gods, mountain gods and land. What they were hit on them was the power of all the earth veins of thousands of mountains around them, with the Dalong Mountains as the core. It was the power of life thoughts of all living beings within a radius of billions of miles, and it also included the power of human luck of all the people in the surrounding hundreds of thousands of cities.

All kinds of unpredictable strange forces merged into one, turning into a force of the heavenly way that changed the face of the Eight Vajras from a high altitude. This is not the city gods, mountain gods, and land that are dealing with them, but this world that is suppressing them. Faced with the power of the Eight Vajras, even though the cultivation of the Eight Vajras was shocking, they could only howl and fall down from the high altitude.

The golden body technique that was as high as thousands of miles was shattered, and the eight Vajras returned to normal, and their bodies were blew up from the sky with blood, and they fell down hard on a mountain. Although the mountains on Pangu Continent were solid, they were almost the same as those of the eight Vajras. On weekdays, not to mention that the eight Vajras smashed heavily on a mountain, even if they could blow a mountain into ashes in one breath.

But among the countless mountain gods, a green-faced and fanged mountain god flashed out, and he shouted loudly: "How dare you destroy my incense land?"

Countless mountain gods shouted angrily, and the power of Wuliang Mountain God injected into the mountain god's body. The mountain suddenly burst out with a strong blue-black light. The eight great vindicatas hitting the mountain screamed in unison. They were bounced up by the mountain, and their bones were broken. They were all grinning, and at least more than a hundred large teeth were sprayed out of their mouths with dazzling white light.

The Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Zhenling changed color in panic. These inconspicuous ant-like mountain gods could actually exert such a terrible power of the way of heaven? After all, the Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Zhenling Zhenling was the Buddha's janitor. She witnessed the incredible power of these weak Yin Gods. She finally understood what the Buddha said that after the three realms of gods could completely control the way of heaven!

But before she could come up with a solution, the spiritual energy around the millions of Buddha soldiers suddenly disappeared without a trace. Not only that, the air around them also suddenly disappeared, and the space around their bodies became completely empty space, and the space became extremely hot, and was frantically extracting the power from their bodies.

Five hundred golden-body arhats chant the Buddha's name in unison. A white rainbow spewed out from their heads and rushed straight into the sky. In the white rainbow, there were fist-sized relics spiraling in the air, and the white light shining in the void, intending to compete with the suppression power hosted by these city gods, mountain gods, and land. However, the five hundred golden-body arhats could not compete with this world. Only those mountain gods and land shouted loudly, and the five hundred golden-body arhats sprayed blood together. Their relics were constantly "crack" and large cracks burst out.

Not only the Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Lingshen, but even the Venerable Dayi and Master Shouzhu were shocked. They knew that the Seven Buddhas and Nine Ways were fighting hard to promote the God-giving plan, but they never thought that after the Seven Buddhas and Nine Ways were successful in the Seven Buddhas and Nine Ways, these weak gods could induce such terrible power.

This is just the mountain god land and city god near the Dalong Mountains, and there is such an incredible power. The mountains on Pangu continent, which are thousands of times larger than the Dalong Mountains, are endless, and there are waters that are wider than the land area. Countless rivers and rivers have also enfeoffed water gods of all sizes. If all the water and land gods were moved, plus the power of those mountain gods and the water gods, how much power can they use?

Such power may really be able to completely suppress the Breaker who has not recovered his vitality!

"It's so amazing!" Venerable Dayi widened his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "This is the power of the human world. If Buddha, I can control the power of the earthly world in the underworld. Tsk tsk, this fun is so great!"

Master Shouzhuo clenched his fists tightly, and he whispered: "Before I return, I will control the real power of the three realms of heaven, earth, man and man as much as possible. Hey, I don't believe that these priests are really a solid piece, and I don't believe that we really can't intervene! Coercion and temptation, treasures and beauties work together to capture secrets and take the handle, and control some people no matter what, so that they can become our people!"

Venerable Dayi sneered: "The seven Buddhas and nine cannot be revealed. At worst, we can do those six idiots!"

The two of them were making plans here, and the great Bodhisattva of the Purple Pupil Singing Sword suddenly shouted: "Stop, listen to what Pooh!"

At this moment, a clear Buddha's name suddenly came from a distance, and the fragrance breeze drifted in the sky, a ray of glow bloomed, and a golden Buddha walked slowly on a lotus platform inlaid with eight treasures. Everyone was already there, and Venerable Dayi frowned and said, "Contemporary Buddha Master Amitabha, what are he doing?"

The Buddha's master Amitabha has a very high status and a very strong identity in Buddhism. After all, except for the Buddha who is not born, the Buddha regards him as the supreme. Many times, he is the spokesperson of the Buddha in the open, and his every word and action represents the will of the seven Buddhas. Therefore, as soon as he appeared, the city gods, land, and mountain gods put away their martial arts and prayed in fear, which was a little more respectful than to Master Shouzhu.

Amitabha twisted a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and came to the side of the Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Zhenling with a smile, and sang the Buddha's name in a sing.

Even though the Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Zhenling was already fainted by anger, he still saluted Amitabha respectfully. She knew very well how much difference her identity was and Amitabha. Amitabha was the lord of Buddhism designated by the Buddha, and she was just a gatekeeper in front of the Buddha and a traitor in cleaning the courtyard. This was like the difference between a country's head of the State Council and a cleaner at the State Council station. The Great Bodhisattva of Zitong Zhenling was not allowed to be careful.

Amitabha nodded with a smile. He reached out to touch the head of the Great Bodhisattva of the Purple Pupil Town Spirit and said lightly: "You shouldn't have come here."

The Great Bodhisattva of Lingshi in Zitong said bitterly: "I also asked the Buddha to take charge of the little monk. Poor the little monk's child... Woo, the little monk was hunted by his enemy and was lucky enough to rescue the Buddha, so he converted to Buddhism. It was also the Buddha's kindness that he saved the little monk's child. It was just that the child was injured and therefore he had not transformed for so many years, but the Buddha appreciated his understanding."

The Great Bodhisattva of the Purple Tong Zhenling is very smart. She keeps her word "Buddha" and wants Amitabha to kill her and save her child. This is a child that Buddhas appreciate. As the Buddha's confidant, how dare you not do your best to rescue her?

Amitabha smiled slightly and sighed: "He is a good child, but... he should be so sad if he has no mother!"

With a "click", Amitabha pressed the light golden palm on the head of the purple-pupil Lingshi Bodhisattva and exerted force. A black magic light burst into her body, shattering her golden body. Thirteen golden relics of the size of fists were about to fly out of the shattered golden body, Amitabha had already opened his mouth and swallowed all the relics.
Chapter completed!