The God of the Three Kingdoms will come

Although he is impulsive and warlike, he is not stupid. His task is to attract the attention of these people as much as possible, and delay their attacking the lair.

It's better to hide and watch the show first, anyway, it's not my own people who died.

"Roar!"

On the other hand, Han Yan received the order from the Demon Lord, and his eyes immediately shot a red light, locking on the battlefield ahead.

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In the inner city of Luoyang, in front of Tianyin Temple, there is a person climbing up the steps at this moment.

This person's long hair was loosened back, and he was dressed in a black robe. He looked ordinary, but he had an aura of grandeur and stamina.

With both hands on their backs, their steps are neither fast nor slow, slow and powerful, and there is a sense of luxury between their steps.

This person is none other than Hanling Emperor Liu Hong.

As for the Kunlun Mountain Lord who was traveling with him, he was nowhere to be seen at this time, and perhaps some other conspiracy was brewing.

"It's finally here..."

In the palace, the old monk Wuxin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, and there was no surprise, as if he had expected it.

"Master, is he the one who brought the great calamity?"

Tian Xin noticed the breath of Emperor Han Ling outside the temple gate, and asked aloud.

It's strange that Tianxin's realm has not yet reached the divine realm, but he can sense the existence of Han Lingdi.

Obviously, this person is not a simple person, and seems to be hiding some unknown secrets.

"Yes and no."

He nodded unintentionally, then shook his head again.

"Okay, just leave this place to the teacher, and it's time for you to go there."

Wuxin got up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Yes, master, the disciple is going now."

The little monk Tianxin put his hands together facing the master's back, and then a faint Buddha's light lit up on his body, and disappeared in place the next moment.

"Miraculous! Master, this disciple is really talented!"

Suddenly, an indifferent and loud voice echoed in the hall, and at some time, Emperor Han Ling had already stood outside the hall door.

He has only heard of the Buddhist supernatural powers, but has not really seen them. Before that, he was still skeptical about this thing.

However, when the little monk disappeared directly from under his nose without causing the slightest spatial fluctuation, he knew that the six supernatural powers of Buddhism might really exist, at least the [Shenzutong] did exist.

"Amitabha, the donor seems to have failed to let go of his obsession."

The Wuxin host didn't answer Han Lingdi's words, and looked at Han Lingdi with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Master's words are wrong. If obsession can be let go, can it still be called obsession?"

Han Lingdi was not in a hurry, and began to argue with the Wuxin host.

"Amitabha, the obsession with the benefactor is already deep, and the cultivation of the poor monk is no longer enough to convert the benefactor."

"The benefactor's return this time must have been determined to break the seal of the seed of the abyss."

The tone of the Wuxin host was very peaceful, as if he was not worried about whether Emperor Han Ling would find a helper.

"The master's magic power is profound, and I don't think I am the opponent, so this time, the master's opponent is him."

As soon as Emperor Hanling finished speaking, the figure of the Lord of Kunlun Mountain suddenly appeared in the hall.

"Wuxin, long time no see."

The Kunlun Mountain Master was originally in the same era as the Wuxin host, so he still has some understanding of the Wuxin host.

This was one of the helpers invited by Jiang Ziya from the western world in the Battle of Mending the Sky.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the benefactor of Kunlun."

"However, that's not enough."

For the appearance of Kunlun Mountain Lord, Wuxin was not surprised at all.

"Then what about the God?"

Tens of feet away, in the empty void, a figure appeared out of thin air.

Seeing this person appear, the originally calm Wuxin presided over, his eyes froze suddenly.

"Big snake!"

"The Central Plains is not a place for you!"

Seeing this person appear, Wu Xin didn't say anything, but shot directly.

Wuxin's right arm was raised high, five fingers were slightly bent, as if they were closed, and there were five rounds of rotation between the fingers.

From top to bottom, it seems light but heavy, like lifting a mountain, like slowing down a real disease, fleeting in an instant.

In a trance, Wuxin seemed to turn into a Buddha with thousands of arms, hands and fists, and a thousand wheels turned among his five fingers.

In the main hall, there is an infinite amount of light blooming in an instant.

"Great Light Fist..."

Among those present, only Kunlun Mountain Master knew the origin of Wuxin's punch.

The Daguangming Shenquan is the most profound boxing method in Buddhism. It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that when the Tathagata became enlightened, he raised his golden arm and bent his fingers, which is called Daguangmingquan

In fact, it does not simply refer to a certain boxing method, but a concrete embodiment of Buddhism.

To put it bluntly, if the World Honored One Tathagata had pushed his palm instead of making a fist, it would be the great light palm.

What is important is not the form, but the core, which is the mind that produces all dharmas, and the two phases of movement and stillness that are born of all dharmas, and is also the supreme law of Buddhist practice.

Wuxin's ability to use the Daguangquan also shows that his realm in Buddhism is not far from enlightenment.

For Wuxin's sudden attack, the Kunlun Mountain Lord had no intention of taking action, and it wasn't him who was targeting him anyway.

In fact, he was also very surprised that the big snake could appear here.

The other party, as the human agent of Fusang's will, theoretically speaking, it is impossible to set foot on the land of the Central Plains, and will be driven away by the will of the Central Plains.

Now that the other party is able to stand in the city of Luoyang majesticly, apart from the fact that the fate of the Han Dynasty has withered, it must also be due to the handwriting of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

It has to be said that Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty completely disregarded the difference of race in order to transcend.

In the front there is the supreme demon, and in the back there is the will of Fusang!

Chapter 547

"Da Guangming Fist, good power, but it's a pity that it's useless against this god."

The big snake opened his mouth suddenly, his voice was indifferent, without the slightest ups and downs of emotion.

He raised his right hand and drew a circle in front of him. The space began to distort, and he was twisted into a small black hole, swallowing all the Buddha's light.

Resisting the Great Bright Fist in an understatement, Orochi's expression and tone remained indifferent, as if he had no intention of the so-called Buddhism, which was not worth mentioning to him: "This god is the incarnation of Fusang's will, and he is invincible in the world. Your Taoism is not enough."

"Enough, enough."

Wuxin took two steps forward slowly, clasped his hands together: "The incarnation of Fusang's will? Or, the poor monk should call you the incarnation of Fusang's evil..."

"Ok?"

For the first time, there was a trace of human expression on the big snake's face.

He claims to be the incarnation of Fusang's will, but in fact he is just the incarnation of Fusang's evil will. In terms of personality, he is inferior to the orthodox will of the Central Plains, which is why he dared not set foot in the Central Plains before.

It's very simple, you can't beat it.

Now that the big man is in turmoil, part of the will of the Central Plains has been cut off for no reason. Although he is still stronger than himself, he has lost his human will after all, and his actions have become a bit old-fashioned.

As long as you don't go too far, you won't cause the will of the Central Plains to backlash. In addition, Emperor Ling of Han secretly used the national weapon to cover him up, so he won't be rejected by the will of the Central Plains.

It's just that this is His biggest secret, and he has always claimed to be the agent of Fusang's will, and no one has ever doubted His identity.

Unexpectedly, the old bald donkey in front of him saw through his details today, which made him feel jealous and even more murderous.

In a moment of thought, he raised his right hand and pointed towards Wu Xin, causing waves to rise in the void.

"Ding!"

The voice of Jin Ming suddenly sounded.

Han Lingdi and the others only heard an extremely ear-piercing sound of friction passing by.

Afterwards, he saw a layer of Buddha's light radiating from Wu Xin's body, and a spark of lightning sputtered from his forehead.

A trace of shock flashed imperceptibly in the big snake's indifferent eyes.

Don't look at him as if he just pointed at him casually, but this is his characteristic. After all, it looks more realistic and fits his indifferent and superior personality.

If this blow is underestimated because of this, then death is not far away.

This named "soul devourer" forcibly pulls the opponent's soul into Senluo Hell with extreme evil, so that he will never be reborn forever. It can be said to be a real murder invisibly. Hardwired.

Back then, he used this method to kill many opponents who competed with him for Fusang's will, and finally became the only representative of Fusang's will in the world.

Although it is not the complete will that acts on behalf of him, he is already the strongest in Fusang, bar none.

"Don't do any evil, do all good things, purify your mind, this is all Buddhism..."

"Amitabha!"

Following Wuxin's last words, the golden flames suddenly ignited in the eyes, and spread to the whole body in an instant.

The golden flames were raging, soaring into the sky.

Amidst the raging flames, a Buddha statue tens of feet high loomed.

This Buddha statue has thousands of hands and arms, and it seems that there are thousands of wheels turning between the fingers.

"Vientiane Tianyin!"

The big snake's expression remained indifferent, and as it exhaled, a breeze rose from the ground, wrapped around its body, and then became bigger and bigger, gradually turning into a tornado that reached the sky.

boom!

boom! !

The main hall was shaking, Buddha statues, tables, earth and rocks, and door frames all rose from the ground, and were swept by the gust of wind, spinning and flying.

The serpent turned into a vortex center at this moment, as if it was the center of heaven and earth, and everything gathered under his feet.

Even the floating clouds in the sky are spinning, like a huge funnel pouring down towards the big snake.

The big snake slowly floated upwards, and finally hung at a height of hundreds of feet.

At this moment, several main halls of Tianyin Temple have been destroyed, and countless earth, rocks, plants, and trees are circling and dancing under his feet, gathering faintly into a dragon shape, baring its teeth and claws among the pouring clouds and smoke.

At this moment, the big snake is stepping on the cloud dragon, and behind it is a sky-reaching tornado, which looks majestic and majestic, like a heavenly being.

"Amitabha!"

Wuxin didn't care about the destruction of Tianyin Temple, and looked up at the big snake that turned into a god above, his expression unchanged, but the Buddha flame on his body was beating endlessly.

The next moment, I was heartbroken.

The thousand-handed Buddha statue behind him has become solid, with thousands of hands and arms waving in unison, seemingly chaotic, but with an inexplicable dao rhyme.

Countless Buddha wheels made of golden flames spun in the air, bursts of Buddhist voices sounded out of thin air, and the confrontation between the two officially began.

At their level, they are no longer like ordinary people, with punches, kicks, and moves, hitting you back and forth.

They are not of the same level, so it is impossible to see how they fight.

Within a radius of several miles around their bodies, they are filled with terrifying energy at this moment. Not to mention the flesh and blood, even the diamond iron bones will collapse at the touch of a finger.

The Emperor Ling of Han and the Lord of Kunlun Mountain had already retreated tens of miles away. It's not that they are not qualified to join the battlefield, but they simply don't want to intervene.

In fact, for Han Lingdi, whether it is the big snake, the Wuxin host, or even the Kunlun Mountain Lord, they are all his enemies. Now it is better to be able to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

And in the short period of time when Wuxin fought against the big snake, Tianyin Temple, which was originally lush with vegetation and quiet scenery, even the ground was flattened by several feet, turning into a big bare pit.

However, the terrifying aftermath of the battle between the two did not affect the back mountain of Tianyin Temple at all. Whenever this energy approached, it would disappear like a mud cow into the sea.