I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

Indescribable murderous intent gradually filled the hearts of everyone. Even though Xie Que tried his best to cultivate the Bodhicitta, he still felt unbearable fear.

In mid-air, the red monk robes of the Red Dragon Dharma King were rustling in the wind, and a layer of fire was faintly igniting on his pale beard and hair.

Several ancient figures appeared side by side, with both decay and Buddhist aura coexisting in their bodies.

"Since they are all dead, why not just be a relic for future generations to worship?"

The Red Dragon Dharma King spoke lightly, but the next moment the world suddenly heated up.

"Kill!" Ao Bing's tone was soft, but his killing intent was enough to shake the sky. A pair of huge dragon eyes contained silence and wantonness.

Several ancient sages stepped forward and pointed directly at the Red Dragon Dharma King.

The Red Dragon Dharma King is still hanging high in the sky with a calm expression.

Invisible heat rippled across the entire world, burning the blood mist that Ao Bing had brought.

He seemed to accidentally grab it, and the huge dragon claw shrouded in front of several people, instantly breaking the hearts of several venerables, leaving a huge hole.

But not a drop of blood flowed out of the huge wound. Instead, it exuded an inexplicable smell of black air and decay.

"I forgot, everyone has been dead for a long time." The Red Dragon Dharma King was not surprised and just showed a smile.

Several venerables walked out of the blood mist, and Xie Que finally saw their faces.

Each one of them is old, and the monk's robes seem to have become somewhat tattered due to the corrosion of time.

He smiled contemptuously: "Today, the old monk will send you all off to hell!"

"Look at what your Scarlet Dragon Dharma King is capable of..." One of them spoke loudly, his voice sounding like it was coming from the underworld, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.

A ray of immeasurable Buddha light directly cut through a thousand meters, and even the void was stirred up with ripples, sweeping straight across the neck of the Red Dragon Dharma King.

All substances it comes into contact with instantly become vaporized and disappear.

Even the ground was cut down, leaving a bottomless mark.

"Patriarch Broken Box...the Heavenly Buddha's Rainbow Transformation Technique?" Zen Master Ji Zhen on the side couldn't help but take a breath.

The Sky Buddha Rainbow Transformation Technique is a Buddhist magical power passed down from ancient times, which can temporarily transform the body into an aurora.

Not only does it have a terrifying temperature like an aurora, it even has the speed of light!

The Red Dragon Dharma King stood still, stretched out his big hand and then made a loud sound.

With his brains flying, Master Broken Box was actually knocked out from his light form, and his head was beaten to pieces.

Xie Que couldn't help but be surprised.

The Scarlet Dragon Dharma King showed no emotion when he made his move. It was like a slap in the face, but he forcefully knocked out a venerable person from his magical form.

The Venerable Broken Box once again transformed into a sky full of Buddha light, but the Red Dragon Dharma King just sneered: "Boring..."

The next moment, with the Red Dragon Dharma King as the center, the sea of ​​fire began to ripple and spread wantonly.

The three Dharma Kings continued to fly higher, and Xie Que and others quickly followed suit.

In the center of the terrifying sea of ​​fire, the white beard and hair of the Red Dragon Dharma King fluttered and fluttered, as if they were integrated with the fluttering tongues of fire, and the pupils in his eyes shot straight into the void like lightning.

"What kind of fire is this?" Xie Que clicked his tongue. The void was distorted by the flames, creating several wrinkles.

"Samadhi True Fire." Yan Guang looked cautious and spoke concisely.

Xie Que couldn't help but be shocked. He had heard about this fire for a long time, but he didn't expect to witness it today.

It is said that the flames on Nezha Hot Wheels are also the true fire of Samadhi.

in this case……

Xie Que couldn't help but cast his gaze on Ao Bing's huge dragon head, and a loud voice rang in his ears: "Chilong, you have already angered me enough, there is no need to do this again."

"Really? I don't think it's enough." The Red Dragon Dharma King looked up to the sky and roared. The true fire of Samadhi under his body actually faintly stirred the stars in the sky, and the starlight released turned into a hurricane and blew up.

The wind helps the fire, and the fire helps the wind grow!

In the blink of an eye, the entire Songshan area was transformed into a boundless sea of ​​flames. Zen Master Ji Zhen said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, the disciples all retreated in advance... But... alas... the disciple is guilty..."

Zenlin Temple has been here for thousands of years, and many ancient buildings contain the legacy of our ancestors.

Although it is now gradually declining under the oppression of the Wheel of Life, those buildings and scriptures can be passed down.

Now in his generation, it is completely destroyed.

Under the true fire of samadhi, Venerable Broken Box was actually forced out of the rainbow form.

Several sages joined forces to offer a huge rosary, with exactly 108 beads on it.

The immortal thoughts on each Buddhist bead line the void, gradually surrounding and trapping the sea of ​​fire.

"The light of grains of rice!" The Red Dragon Dharma King spoke arrogantly, but his figure remained motionless, but he raised his palms.

This palm pressed across the sky, and the hurricane blowing in the void became more and more fierce. It was like millions of war horses galloping between the roars.

"Run away!" Zen Master Ji Zhen shivered. Without even looking at it, he quickly offered up the Buddha's Dharma, and quickly ascended to heaven with Xie Que and others.

As the hurricane roared, it gradually turned into a terrifying flame tornado.

The bodies of the several venerables were suddenly pulled up by an inexplicable force, and in an instant they were completely pulled into the palm of the Red Dragon King.

It seems that any magical power is blocked, making it impossible for them to escape.

Suddenly, the bodies of several venerables were once again compressed and exploded by the force of their palms. The bodies of each venerable were reduced to several segments, and their remains were flying in all directions.

The one hundred and eight Buddhist beads actually fell into the hands of Chilong Dharma King at this time: "Aren't these the ancestors of your Zen Forest Temple?"

"There are so many relics... let the old monk keep them for you!"

After the Dharma King finished speaking, the figures of those venerables came to life again and became intact.

The Red Dragon Dharma King showed a smile: "You are indeed a creature of dirty soil, look at how resistant you are!"

The next moment, the dragon's roar suddenly rose, and the true fire of Samadhi under the body of the Red Dragon Dharma King was completely absorbed by his palm, revealing a dead black earth.

Dark clouds rose in the sky and thunder roared.

"Brahma God Thunder Fire!"

During the thunder, the thunder and fire in the hands of the Dharma King rose and intertwined, shooting out instantly.

Like a rain of meteorites, endless divine thunder and fire like meteors poured down.

The earth kept wailing, and the figures of those venerables were completely submerged by thunder and fire.

The words "magic machine gun" were instantly generated in Xie Que's mind.

If it were such a divine thunder fire, Xie Que might be able to resist it.

But with such a dense rain of bullets, I am afraid that even if I become the True Lord of Yangshen, I am afraid.

Endless thoughts will be wiped out in an instant.

"Huh? There are still fish that slipped through the net."

Taking advantage of the divine thunder and fire rain, the Red Dragon Dharma King casually grabbed hold of him and actually pulled out a venerable person from among the stars in the sky.

There was no expression on the face of the venerable man. He wore a crown of five Buddhas on his head, and his treasures were as solemn as those of a real Buddha.

But the huge palm of the Red Dragon King was already pressed on the top of his head, and more than ten consecutive divine thunders and fires exploded on the top of his head.

The golden red light instantly hid the two figures in it.