Chapter 1218
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Han Tianjun faced Li You Rou, and his eyes were filled with shock. Those terrifying weapons in Li You Rou's hands gave off an unprecedented sharpness and cut into his body like a knife cutting through tofu!
Like a butcher dismembering a cow, the formation that he was so proud of was easily cut apart, dismantled, and dismembered by Li You Rou's weapons!
In just one exchange, he was stripped of all the cubes of the Wall Formation, and his true body appeared in front of Li You Rou.
He raised his hand to block, but when the thousand weapons fell, Han Tianjun heard the sound of his bones cracking and his skull being cut open.
He even heard the runes of Great Dao in his body being broken.
Li You Rou was like a crazy devil with a thousand arms, waving the thousand weapons and smashing them at him. He was smashing him flat and smashing him into pieces. He was like a piece of iron, and he was smashing it flat and rounding it!
The runes of Formation Dao in Han Tianjun's body exploded. He wanted to recover his corporeal body, but no matter how he tried, he would be smashed again.
Not only that, the runes of Formation Dao that he could control were getting fewer and fewer. Those runes had already been smashed into pieces by Li You Rou.
He was extremely terrified. He wanted to beg for mercy and save his life, but he couldn't say anything at this moment.
Qin Mu stood at a distance and watched this scene quietly.
Li You Rou had already smashed a huge hole in the ground, and the bottom of the hole was extremely smooth. This was the basic skill of a blacksmith.
And Li You Rou's basic skills were the most solid.
Han Tianjun had already been smashed into a thin piece of paper. It was extremely thin, and there was almost no thickness. However, Li You Rou was still furious as he smashed down crazily.
In his fury, he didn't have any Buddha heart or Buddha nature. There was only boundless anger.
He was the Wisdom King of Wrath.
After a long time, the smashing sound finally stopped. Li You Rou raised his head and looked at the sky. Two streams of fire tears flowed down from his eyes.
As a Wisdom King, he couldn't cry anymore.
Qin Mu saw a celestial palace appear behind the flames. He was also furious, and the entire celestial palace was in anger.
There was no one in front of the Numinous Sky Hall. At this moment, Sakra Li Youran's primordial spirit was sitting on the Emperor's Throne. His face was furious, but his gaze was sorrowful.
He did not become an Emperor with the help of the Dharma of Buddhism. He became an Emperor with anger.
On this day, the world lost a Buddha and gained a strong practitioner on the Emperor's Throne.
Qin Mu walked forward, and Sakra Li Youran who was in the pit slowly floated up and landed on the ground. The Fury Flames of Wisdom King on his body became smaller and smaller. The flames were no longer as vigorous, but they still didn't extinguish.
He didn't regain his previous handsome appearance. Instead, his face looked somewhat ferocious.
"Are you Sakra or Li You Ran now?"
Qin Mu asked, "Or are you the Warlord?"
"Me?"
Li You Ran dispersed his thousand arms and lowered his head to look at his hands that were burning with the wrath of the Wisdom King. His hands were no longer as fair and delicate as before. Instead, they were rough and covered with calluses.
Then, he calmly raised his head and said in a heavy voice, "I am the Warlord."
Qin Mu sighed. "Old Buddha imparted the Boundless Calamity Sutra to you because he hoped you could accept the Dharma and become a Buddha. You have the heart and nature of Buddha. He didn't want you to transform the heart and nature of Buddha into a body of flames of wrath. "
"Dharma can't save all living things. It's even hard to save myself."
Li You Ran walked towards the Paramita Ark. "I'm better like this now."
Qin Mu was stunned for a moment before following after him.
He understood that the current Li You Ran was no longer the Heavenly Worker Li You Ran of the past. Li You Ran was elegant, handsome, and extremely talented.
He was also no longer Sakra Buddha. Sakra Buddha was dressed in white and looked delicate and handsome. He had a dignified appearance and spoke elegantly and humorously with hidden wit.
Now, he was the Warlord under Founding Emperor!
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