A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Countless immortal monks raised their heads and gazed at the Buddha's light stars in the sky.

Since two months ago, the Buddha's Light Star has begun to dim at an accelerated rate on top of its original dimness, dimming one point with every flash.

Everybody knows,

Because of the death of fanatic believers one by one, the gods did not take any action, and did not show the "immortal diamond, indestructible", "divine power is like prison, divine power is like the sea" propagated in the doctrinal classics. Those who blaspheme the true Buddha will be punished by God. Under the soul, Abi Hell will never be reincarnated for eternity, and other miracles.

On the contrary, the abbots, acquaintances, and chief ministers who were usually kind and kind-hearted were exposed under the public trial, and they were pissed off. There were mountains of gold, silver, and jewelry in their homes, and there were hordes of servants, wives, and concubines.

Wei, no.

Compassion is gone too.

In the hearts of the people, Baoding Maitreya instantly changed from a majestic god to a street rat and a hateful clown.

In society, people are struggling between hunger and cold, and many suppressed resentments suddenly burst out.

The god of incense suppresses the desires of all living beings, causing them to live in poverty and struggling with food and clothing. Their only hope and spiritual sustenance are concentrated in temples to gain faith.

Now, there's a backlash.

Endless resentment, along the original line of incense belief, poured into the hearts of former believers,

In the Western paradise world that I yearn for so much!

At this moment,

Every flicker of the Incense Divine Kingdom is no longer filled with faith, but with resentment!

Countless people woke up and the curse of resentment, comparable to the most terrifying poison, poured into it.

Every time it flickers, it becomes darker and darker.

It stopped when there was only a glimmer of light.

No matter how much resentment comes into it later, nothing will change.

"That's the limit."

Chief of General Staff An Siyan explained: "He used the Shinto secret technique obtained from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace to temporarily close the port of the incense belief relics to receive incense from the outside world, and relied on the incense belief accumulated in the past to survive."

"Baoding Maitreya is an incense deity that has only flourished for decades, and the belief in incense is limited."

"The seniors of the Xianmen Military Department believe that as long as we wait thirty to fifty years and the outside world's beliefs do not change, He will die naturally."

"Commander-in-Chief, what is your opinion?"

An Siyan asked.

Many eyes gathered.

As the commander-in-chief of the ground landing force,

He has a huge say in this aspect. No matter what he chooses, the Barron Copper Sky Front Army will respect it. Thirty to fifty years is nothing to most high-level monks.

"attack."

Jiang Ding's answer is simple.

"yes!"

An Siyan saluted and conveyed this order to officers at all levels.

The engines of the four million tank troops started, the roar shook the earth, and waves of water lined up, advancing in the direction of the Xuanwu Four-Pole Demarcation Formation.

There was obviously no cry of killing,

But there was a strong murderous intention that reverberated between the heaven and the earth, and it was freezing cold. The monsters in the sea within a radius of hundreds of kilometers were running wildly, running for their lives.

…

Within the bounding formation.

The cold earth and the criss-crossing formation lines were nowhere to be seen.

Looking around, you can see the river flowing with honey water and nectar, the hills made of barbecued meats, the boulders made of white steamed buns, the soil paved with brown sugar, and the Buddha's golden temple in the clouds in the distance...

Everything, from the perspective of the soul, is exactly the same as the description in the Baoding Maitreya doctrine classic.

Now, the situation has already changed.

Desolation.

The rivers of honey and nectar have dried up, the barbecue hills have turned rancid, and the white-faced steamed bun boulders have turned into real granite boulders.

The golden palace in the clouds fell, hitting the ground and turning into ruins without a trace of light.

In the main hall of the Golden Palace,

Maitreya of Baoding is sitting peacefully, with an unprecedented peaceful and kind expression.

Around it, the corpses of Xuanwu Tiangong's foundation-building monks were placed in a mess. Some had their essence and blood sucked out, some had their heads eaten away, and some had half of their bodies torn apart.

"I feel so comfortable..."

Baoding Maitreya looked in a daze and said to himself: "It turns out that I am a god, and I should be able to kill and seize life and death, instead of being bound by the prohibition of the soul, ignorant, and being driven at will by the ants of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace..."

"...From now on, I also want to be so comfortable..."

"freely……"

He showed a trace of ferocity: "Slaughter those lowly mortals who are treacherous and ignorant of gods, and let this world become a true Baoding Buddha Kingdom. All Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and Dongji Demon Sect will all die in my Buddha Kingdom!"

Whoosh, whoosh!

In his ears, there were bursts of shrill whistling sounds.

Looking up,

Millions of armor-piercing shells flashed with aura, turning into an endless sky, falling here continuously, shattering the formation and the surface defenses of the Buddhist Kingdom, and destroying layers of aura.

"My believers, revive, let's give it a last try..."

There was a hint of warmth in Baoding Maitreya's eyes.

The earth cracked open, and the golden palace once again bloomed with brilliance. Individual figures walked out of it, including scholars, peasants, and businessmen, with fanatical expressions.

"True Buddha!"

"...Baoding Maitreya, Vajra Immortal, indestructible... Vajra Immortal..."

They recited the scriptures of the Baoding Maitreya Sect loudly, emerged from the earth and the golden palace, and came to each artillery. They manipulated them skillfully, as if they had gone through countless trainings, and every movement was extremely standard.

Over the years, the souls of fanatical Buddhists and devout Buddhists have been accumulated!

…

Ten roaring volleys of millions of armor-piercing shells were fired, and the smoke cleared.

It failed to cause any damage to the Xuanwu Four-pole Boundary Array.

The thirty-six sky pillars were still shining brightly, and there was the sound of explosions from artillery inside.

"Xuanwu Heavenly Palace is still the same old thing."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Without any orders, the torrent of steel tanks roared forward, approaching fifty kilometers away from the boundary formation. The heavy artillery roared again for many rounds, smashing all the World War II artillery and the Buddhist believers who seemed to have real bodies among them.

Follow the torrent of steel tanks and step into the Buddhist kingdom of bounding formations and incense.

"...The diamond is immortal and indestructible..."

"...I am the Buddha's precious cauldron, Maitreya, the supreme true Buddha..."

The moment Jiang Ding appeared in this world.

The formation and the incense Buddhist kingdom shook together, the sky and the earth cracked, and the Buddhist troops lined up neatly walked out of the cracks.

The endless power of incense faith rippled between heaven and earth as they stepped out, and the dilapidated incense Buddhist kingdom partially restored its former vitality.

This Buddha army consists of eight tribes.

It is divided into the Demi-human tribe, the Naga tribe, the Yaksha tribe, the Gandharva tribe, the Asura tribe, the Garuda tribe, the Kinnara tribe, and the Maharaja tribe, each with one hundred thousand people, and the kings of their tribes are all golden elixirs. The terrifying aura in the later period led the tribesmen to form a Vajra Buddha formation to surround the young men who broke in.

The Xuanwu Four-pole Boundary Array roared and moved, integrating with it, once again raising its power.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha with clasped hands, six arms on his back, and a solemn appearance of treasure descends and becomes the core of the Vajra Buddha formation, commanding everything.