Chapter 782: If the Buddha Wants to Save Me, I'll Slaug
s of Lu Qingtian……Return to the Wujianmen base.Loyi: "That old bastard Song Xiao already knows my identity."Yun Hao: "Hmm."Loiyi: "Red Dust Junior Brother, aren't you at all curious about my identity"...Yun Hao did not choose to stay near the Huangquan Heaven Tomb.
That's too obvious!
If we attract too many people, it's possible that the Huangquan Tianmu will be discovered by them before we're ready. That would mean losing its effectiveness as a secret weapon!
From then on, he no longer concealed his whereabouts.
Wherever you go, be honest and open.
in a few days.
There has never been another battle!
The super geniuses of the Dong荒 Sacred Land and the Nanjiang Sacred Land are both dead, which undoubtedly sounded an alarm for everyone who wanted to kill him in exchange for rewards!
To earn rewards and become Emperor Yang Tianhua's disciple, one must first ensure their survival!
Yun Hao, he's not that easy to kill!
This day.
A group of young people, breaking through space, descended upon the sky above a city in the Eastern Wasteland.
Leading the way was a young man.
This person bore an extremely exaggerated battle sword on their back, and their eyes and brows radiated a fierce air.
In the squad, one person dove down and entered the town.
Soon, the person flew back into the sky and bowed to the man with the sword on his back. "Brother Ma, Yun Hao did indeed stop here, but he left an hour ago. According to his trajectory since leaving Dong荒 Tongtian City, it can be confirmed that he headed south!"
"Southward" The man with the sword frowned slightly, "The emperor released a hunt for those on the Gold List. He's been heading south all this time. Could it be he wants to reach Zhongzhou This person is bold indeed. Chase him!"
At that moment.
The space before this group of people ripped open.
In the void, vast golden light appears.
Next, a group of monks in saffron robes rushed out from the golden light.
"Amitabha!"
A monk at the head, clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist verse, then looked at the man with the sword and said, "Master, you have heavy karmic debts of killing. You must be Behai's Greedy Wolf, who carries no life in his blade!"
"Hmph, they all say the monks at the Western Regions' Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda are very hypocritical. It seems to be well-deserved. You say I have heavy karma The people you monks have killed aren't any less than mine!"
Master Xuzhen Buddha chanted "Amitabha" once more and said, "This monk did not kill, but rather guided people to escape the sea of suffering."
"Get lost, Fake! Don't get in my way!" Ma Wu-ming growled.
Xu Zhen: “Master Ma, let go. Violence only leads to more karma. Surrender Yun Hao to our Wanfo Pagoda. We will guide him.”
Ma Wu-ming's face was cold as he said, "You want to steal my prey"
Xu Zhen: "Everything is due to fate. People in Buddhism do not fight or grab. Yun Hao has a destiny with Buddha, so I shall be the one to lead him to enlightenment."
"Whoosh!"
Ma Wu Ming didn't want to waste any more time, instantly drawing his sword.
"If you don't move, don't blame my sword for being merciless!"
Xu Zhen clasped his hands together, golden Buddhist light emanating from his body.
Everyone around him was the same.
Fleets of golden Buddhist light connected, forming a sea of gold.
"Get your hands on it!"
Ma Wu-ming was completely out of patience and instantly drew his sword to strike.
One-strike kill!
The domineering spirit of the Behai Tyrant Wolf Blade was evident, its killing intent incredibly dense, tearing apart the golden ocean of Buddhist light!
From the sleeve of the seemingly genuine monk's robe, a golden bowl suddenly shot out!
A golden bowl hung high in the sky, inverted. In an instant, a tranquil world appeared as a phantom, enveloping Bei Hai Ma Wuming and everyone else within it.
The
Vajra was sitting cross-legged in emptiness, hands clasped in the gesture of holding a Buddha seal, chanting sutras with his lips. One by one, golden Buddhist mantras flew out, blessing that golden bowl.
The rest of the monks did the same.
Ma Wu Ming and others were instantly trapped.
"Damn it… these hypocritical bald donkeys even brought replicas of the Buddha's golden bowls from the Buddhist kingdom in the Wanfo Pagoda. If we want to kill our way out, we need at least half an hour!" one person flew to Ma Wu'ming's side.
Ma Wu-ming's face was ashen. "Don't hold back anymore, unleash your full power! I'm certain that Xu Zhen is blocking our path here, and someone has already attacked Yun Hao. These despicable bastards will not be allowed to steal our prey from me!"
> On the other side.
Yún Hào stopped on a vast, open grassland.
His gaze swept across the surroundings, and in the next moment, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, swords flew out of his storage ring in all directions!
Within a radius of ten miles, heaven and earth were shattered amidst the fierce sword array's sharp edges!
A procession of bald figures clad in robes, their hiding spells torn asunder by his sword formations.
"The people of the Western Regions' Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda still like to use sneak attacks!" Yun Hao sneered, taking a step forward and instantly charging towards a bald donkey.
The Four Sacred Sites, the Wanfo Pagoda is a holy land in the Western Regions.
"Whoosh!"
The blade swept out, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were in front, and it could be swept away with a single sword!
Suddenly, a golden light enveloped this person. Within the golden light, Sanskrit scriptures flowed and transformed into a phantom golden bell!
However, the golden bell illusion could not stop Yun Hao's sword at all. He was cut to pieces along with his illusory form!
After Yun Hao killed a man, he suddenly became aware of something. In an instant, he drew his sword and slashed backhanded.
"Clang!"
A crisp, sharp explosion.
A golden magic pestle that had struck the back of his head was sent flying by a sword blow.
But this golden pestle contained an immense and domineering power, causing Yun Hao's body to fly backward as well!
"Conjure the Dragon Formation!"
One person shouted loudly.
Suddenly, all the monks at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda clasped their hands in a Buddhist gesture and struck out.
All that power, instantly transformed into a gigantic golden phantom of the Dragon Subduing Arhat!
Yun Hao's body was trapped within the illusory form of the Dragon Subduing Arhat.
Seeing Yun Hao trapped inside the Dragon Subduing Arhat's phantom, all the monks let out a sigh of relief and then sat down cross-legged, chanting scriptures together. Their combined power with the scriptures summoned an overwhelming amount of Sanskrit Buddhist force, blessing the enormous Dragon Subduing Arhat phantom.
The phantom of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat became increasingly solid.
The terrifying pressure fell upon Yun Hao.
That droning chanting, it was going to invade his mind!
"Yun Hao, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore. You and I have a connection, allow me to Buddha to ferry you across!"
The monk at the head spoke first. His breath seemed calm and composed, but in reality it was filled with a menacing aura of murderous intent, vicious and cruel!
Yun Hao sneered and said, "Don't say you're just a group of little monks, even if the Buddha of your Wanfo Tower came, he wouldn't be qualified to save me!"
The leading monk shook his head and sighed, saying: "Stubborn and possessed by demons, he deserves to be punished!"
The next moment.
The Dragon-Subduing Arhat's light and shadow, now incredibly solid, reached out with one hand and grabbed fiercely towards Yunhao!
Yun Hao's heart moved.
The Tai Yan Fire 印 flew out and exploded in the palm of the Dragon Subduing Arhat's light and shadow.
A raging inferno instantly reduced the Longhan's Dharma Light to nothingness!
Flames raged and churned, but Yun Hao stood firm amidst the inferno, resembling a deity who commanded fire.
He snorted coldly, his figure flashing like a sword as he shot towards the leading monk.
This person suddenly struck out with a Buddha-slaying seal.
As Fo Yin was about to strike Yun Hao, Yun Hao suddenly teleported in mid-air and disappeared. Then, he reappeared before the leading monk.
One sword thrusts out!
One sword pierces the head!
"If Buddha wants to save me, I shall slay the Buddha!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, sword energy exploded, obliterating this person's body and soul!r, Yan Rumeng and Lin Xiaofeng from Wudai, engaged in a different level of intense confrontation with those who wanted to carve up the Eastern Wilderness.A whole day passed, but there were still no re...