I have an altar of luck

Countless people looked up at that figure, not knowing why, and filled their hearts with reverence.

"Crack...knock..."

Cracks appeared on Luohan's real body, and they couldn't be stopped by Chen Yuan's full-body blow. Under the eyes of everyone, there was a "bang", and it cracked inch by inch.

Yaoxin's already strong body couldn't help trembling slightly, a bright red hung on the corner of his mouth, and the aura that was originally radiating from his body quickly receded.

Chen Yuan ignored him and took his life.

With one strike, the dragon roared.

The dragon soul pierced the sky and blasted on Yaoxin's body, a cloud of blood burst out in the void, Yaoxin's golden body shield was shattered, his arms were shattered, like a kite with a broken string, it crashed down.

The world is quiet!

In the city of Shuzhou, countless people looked at Chen Yuan with fiery eyes. When they looked at Chen Yuan, they were quite different from before. The aura made people couldn't help but kneel down and submit.

too strong!

Fighting higher and higher, and resolving the confrontation within a hundred breaths, how strong will he be if he waits for him to break through to refine the gods?

No one knows this, but it is inevitable that there will be some imagination.

Would it be possible to break the taboo and challenge the True Monarch?

Chen Yuan didn't know what the people below were thinking. All he knew was that the confrontation was not over yet, because... luck was not swallowed by him, which meant that Yao Xin... was still alive!

Chapter 594 Manjusri Bodhisattva... Falls!

To seize luck, one has to kill the son of luck first, he didn't get luck with that blow, it can only be said that Yaoxin is not dead yet, at most he was seriously injured.

It's even possible that there is something behind him.

Therefore, it is absolutely not advisable to take it lightly.

The surroundings were still silent, with the breeze blowing across his cheeks, Chen Yuan stared at the dust rising up below, without saying a word, but the knife in his hand had already been raised.

In the pothole on the ground, Yaoxin's bright red blood was all over his body, his breath was extremely weak, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his arms were severed, and the incense body was shattered.

There was a trace of despair in his eyes, as if he saw Fa Hai's death again.

Can't help but smile.

Cause and effect...it really isn't that easy to settle.

He was full of confidence, and felt that he could concede Chen Yuan's defeat and leave a hole in his heart. After that, he returned to Lingshan to reincarnate and rebuild. Looking at it now, it was just an extravagant wish.

If it wasn't for Manjusri Bodhisattva's decree to block him just now, he would have fallen on the spot under Chen Yuan's angry blow.

The blood lit up the dharma decree, and the majestic Buddha's light began to rise, covering Yaoxin, protecting his last sliver of life, and then, the golden light shot up into the sky like a beam of light.

All the warriors around were taken aback.

Yao Xin survived such a terrifying blow just now?

And judging from this appearance, it seems... There is still a strong backhand.

The ups and downs of the scene made many people clenched their fists, feeling that this trip was not in vain, it was really worth it, and I am afraid that this is not the case in ordinary real gods.

Chen Yuan frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Inside the Emperor Butcher Knife, Mo Luo, who was originally silent, woke up faintly, and quickly realized who the aura was coming from, his old friend.

"It's Manjusri."

Mo Luo's voice reached Chen Yuan's ears, causing his eyes to condense slightly, and his eyes became more dignified, Manjusri Bodhisattva!

The head of the four great bodhisattvas in Lingshan, who has been powerful in the Western Regions for hundreds of years, is also the top three existence on the supreme list. Of course, this name is familiar to him, and it is a bit thunderous.

Unexpectedly, the old monk Yaoxin actually had such an existence.

Manjusri's horror is indescribable in words. Under the immortals, he is probably the one fighting against existences like Ye Xiangnan, and the hand holding Huangtu has been tightened a lot.

"Senior, can you handle it?"

Chen Yuan really didn't want to miss Yao Xin's luck, it probably related to whether he could devour the Qilin's blood in a short time and go one step further.

With the improvement of his status, the enemies he faces are getting stronger and stronger, and he must improve his strength in the shortest time, so that he can have a future.

"I can't make a move. Although this thing is Manjusri's decree, there is also a trace of involvement. Once the poor monk makes a move, Lingshan will know that I am out of trouble. At that time... it will be more troublesome."

Moro pondered for a moment, then replied.

"what about me?"

"Mobilize the power of all beings and have the opportunity to smash this decree. In the final analysis, this is just a piece of paper, not Manjushri personally!"

"Okay, I see."

Chen Yuan nodded, as long as there was even a chance, he would not give up this good opportunity.

In the void, the golden beams of light became more and more intense, and a phantom of a Dharma figure slowly condensed, wearing a Buddha crown and holding a staff, just like the Dharma Body of Manjushri that appeared in Guangming Temple that day.

If you insist on making a difference, you can only say that the things contained in this decree are much more flexible than the previous pure incense.

Manjusri Bodhisattva opened his eyes and sensed Yaoxin's current condition, which was basically on the verge of death. If he didn't protect her, he would have died just now.

"Marquis of Wu'an, Chen Yuan."

Manjusri spoke, his voice was like thunder.

"Lingshan, Manjusri Bodhisattva." With confidence in his heart, Chen Yuan was fearless, staring directly at the other party, not avoiding or retreating.

There is really nothing to be afraid of a dharma body. He used the power of Mara to severely injure Samantabhadra Bodhisattva in the capital, and even killed a real king of the royal family.

I have seen so many true kings, and I really have no fear of a condensed dharma body.

"Yaoxin came here for karma, and now the karma is over, can Marquis Wu'an show some face to the poor monk and let him go?" Manjusri Bodhisattva asked kindly.

But with his strength and status, even if he is harmonious and harmonious, there is a strong sense of oppression.

Just ask, how many people in the world dare not give Manjusri Bodhisattva face.

The head of the four great bodhisattvas is No.1 under the Buddha. The top of Lingshan exists and can represent Lingshan.

If it was a normal time, if he had benefited and had no loss, both parties would retreat a step away, but Yaoxin had luck on his body.

And he is currently the most unlucky, and it is impossible to back down.

"Manjusri Bodhisattva is a divine monk in the world and a true Buddha in Lingshan. If he opens his mouth on a daily basis, Chen doesn't mind forming a good relationship, but... Yaoxin openly went to the city of Shuzhou to seek a battle. life and death.

Now that things are in order, it is impossible to agree to the Bodhisattva's conditions. "

Chen Yuan smiled lightly.

The conversation between the two was blessed by the vitality of heaven and earth, and the surrounding martial artists who watched the battle could hear it clearly, even showing the color of horror.

What did they hear?

The person who came was actually the third on the supreme list, Manjushri Bodhisattva, the first of the four great Bodhisattvas in Lingshan.

Most importantly, Chen Yuan dare not give Manjusri Bodhisattva face?

This courage is a bit outrageous.

"Benefactor Chen, there is no room for change?"

"No, Yaoxin's fate is decided today, even if the Bodhisattva is there, I can't stop it, I said it!" Chen Yuan faced Manjusri Bodhisattva word by word.

With a flash of brilliance in his hand, the Wanmin Umbrella appeared in his hand.

Manjusri Bodhisattva's eyes also fell on the colorful umbrella in Chen Yuan's hand, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes:

"The power of all beings!"

"This power can kill the dharma body of a barbarian god. Would you like to try it, Bodhisattva?"

"With Immortal Soldiers in hand, you can't kill them."

"The Bodhisattva is not in the realm of fairyland, so he will be killed."

Manjusri Bodhisattva smiled when he heard the words, and nodded slightly:

"Chen Benefactor is indeed very courageous, but...is it worth it to take another risk just to kill Yaoxin?"

"What Chen killed was not Yaoxin, but to clear the depression in his heart. If he couldn't be killed, Chen felt uncomfortable, and he would have to remember it for the rest of his life, so it wasn't worth it.

Chen's behavior style is like this, I will kill whoever provokes me, even if the Bodhisattva is in front of me. "Chen Yuan smiled faintly, and raised the Wanmin Umbrella in his hand.

In an instant, in the invisible depths of the void, streams of light of different colors pierced the sky from Tangshan Mansion and converged towards the Wanmin Umbrella.

This is his home field, and Tangshan is not far from here. He can directly receive the thought power of the people of Tangshan, and then... cut off the Bodhisattva Dharma Body.

The warriors in Shuzhou City couldn't see what method Chen Yuan used, but this didn't stop them from feeling that it was unpredictable. Chen Yuan must have something to rely on if he dared to do something.

Kill the Bodhisattva!

Even though Manjushri Bodhisattva is just a dharma body formed by the collection of dharma decrees, it should not be underestimated, and it is not an exaggeration to regard it as a clone. Even ordinary true kings would not dare to take it lightly when they see it.

Chen Yuan, you are so brave!

This is the thought that flashed through countless people's minds.

Even Manjushri Bodhisattva, the third in the world, dares to be tough, what else is he afraid to do?

In the territory of Shuzhou, not far from the city of Shuzhou, the monk Xuyan, who was wearing a blue monk robe and was measuring the earth on foot, seemed to have sensed something, and raised his head to look into the void.

Seeing the thought power of all sentient beings gathered like clouds and rain, he frowned slightly, and said in a low voice:

"The power of all beings, it seems that the benefactor of the Xiang family has encountered some difficulties again. He just has nothing to do and went to have a look..." After finishing speaking, as if the ground was shrinking into an inch, the streamer flashed under his feet, and turned around. It disappeared without a trace in an instant.

As if it had never appeared before.

In the city of Shuzhou, Xiang Qianqiu's figure slowly stepped out of the void. Although it was more than ten miles away, he could see the golden pillar of Buddha's light soaring into the sky and the power of sentient beings at a glance.

"The bald donkey of Buddhism is as shameless as ever."

Without Chen Yuan's knowledge, several strong men have already paid attention to this place.

On the opposite side of Manjusri Bodhisattva, Chen Yuan is holding the Wanmin Umbrella, and the light on his body is shining brighter and brighter, as if he has become the only existence in the world, like a true god in the world.

Monk Yaoxin's face tightened, the way he looked at Chen Yuan was already very different from before.

The mind power of all beings...

So strong.

He didn't expect that Chen Yuan would still use such a method. If he had used such a method since the fight, he might not be able to hold on for a while.

This son is extraordinary!

This is his assessment.

Manjusri Bodhisattva did not move, but his complexion gradually turned serious. He looked at Chen Yuan very differently. He had heard about the battle Chen Yuan fought in front of Liangzhou City.

I thought that the credit was all on Zhenwu Xianjian.

Looking at its power now, it seems that this is not the case. This force can already threaten him. It is a pity that such a person is not a Buddhist disciple.

"Chen benefactor, if the poor monk catches your blow, if you can catch it, let's let this matter go, how about it?"

"The Bodhisattva should catch it first and then talk."

The veins on Chen Yuan's body bulged, and his brows were tightly frowned. Even though he had gone through the reincarnation of hundreds of thousands of people before, and his state of mind had reached its peak in the experience, but such a huge sentient beings' thought power fell on him, which made him feel a huge pressure .

In particular, Moro couldn't do anything, couldn't even leak a breath, couldn't share the pressure for him, and could only rely on his own strength to bear this force.

Ordinary power is not enough, it must be the power that can suppress Yangshen Zhenjun.

If he hadn't already reached the consummation of the primordial spirit, breaking through the shackles and breaking through to the ten-inch primordial spirit, his primordial spirit would not be able to bear such a strong pressure.

"Benefactor Chen, please!"

Manjusri Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, and his dharma body bloomed with Buddha's light. It was as magnificent as the sky, and its power was as vast. In an instant, a phantom of a thousand-foot Bodhisattva appeared between the sky and the earth.

The huge pressure fell on the ground, crushing a large area, and cracked lines on the ground, as if the sky was falling.

Under the Buddha's light, even the power of all peoples wanted to worship, and these emotions were accurately conveyed to Chen Yuan's heart, which made him furious instantly.

Holding the Wanmin Umbrella in his hand, he shouted angrily:

"You are the living Buddha, why should you be afraid of worshiping Lingshan!"

"Break me!"

Supporting the sky with one hand, the huge power of all peoples turns into a ray of sword light, piercing the sky and smashing everything. This is the power of all beings!