Boom!
Suddenly, the Infinite Buddhist Court trembled, the earth quaked, and the mountains swayed. The golden Buddha's aura that shrouded this supreme world was impacted by the crimson dragon breath, and the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky instantly dispersed.
Jin Deng was secretly shocked. She was just a descendant of a dragon synthesized from the genes of a giant dragon, and the power she possessed was far less than the real power of a giant dragon in the early Immemorial Era.
However, the power she could erupt with could reach such a level, which inevitably made Jin Deng feel surprised. The dragon claw solidly hit a layer of eggshell-shaped protective Buddha's aura.
The little girl with a baby face did not penetrate Jin Deng's armor, but still left the mark of her dragon ball on the protective Buddha's aura.
Crack!
The protective Buddha's aura quickly cracked along the dragon claw mark.
The descendant of the dragon in front of him was clearly in his supreme world, but she was still unaffected by the suppression of the power of the world and could erupt with such power, which was really terrifying.
No wonder Li Xian was seriously injured.
Moreover, Jin Deng could see that Yan's fighting strength was actually not as good as the man in the khaki trench coat who was standing behind her and watching from a distance.
It was this man who injured Li Xian.
This was the first time Jin Deng had fought with a dragon. Although the two descendants of the dragon in front of him could not be called a real giant dragon, the significance and value of this battle was undoubtedly huge in the monk's view.
At least it could give him the experience of fighting with the dragon in this life.
He did not dare to be careless.
Even in his own supreme world, he did not dare to do so.
The early Immemorial Era was the era when the dragon race was in its heyday, and its resounding name had been passed down from ancient times to the present. If it had not been for unknown reasons suffering a disaster, if the giant dragons of the Myriad Dragon Mountain had taken action, they could have beaten the leaders of the Outer Gods among the old rulers.
"Then, it's time for this poor monk to make his move."
Buzz!
The Buddha's aura steamed and gushed out from every pore of Jin Deng's body. Vaguely, the golden statue of Gautama Buddha behind him also soared.
All the scenes in the Infinite Buddhist Court that had been disturbed by the dragon breath were restored, and the original magnificence was restored. The sound of Sanskrit lingered in all directions, forming an encirclement.
"What a strong Qi … This monk is really not easy to deal with."
Jing Ze was shocked. His scalp immediately turned cold as he felt this was inconceivable.
He and Yan were both descendants of dragons, the embodiment of the Giant Dragon's inheritance at the beginning of the Immemorial Era. They knew the way of power.
Naturally, he also knew how difficult it was for a cultivator to reach the level of the monk. Therefore, in the face of the monk's superhuman strength, Jing Ze's originally relaxed spirit gradually became tense.
He clearly knew that this was a test.
This was a tough battle, but no matter how difficult it was to deal with the monk, he and Yan had to defeat the monk in front of them.
"Yan, you can't deal with this monk alone. We need to join forces," Jing Ze said coldly. He had already put on his diamond gloves and was about to attack.
Boom!
Jin Deng raised his hand, and the golden Buddhist light in the sky instantly transformed into a Buddhist palm that was a hundred miles wide, rushing toward the lake with an unstoppable force.
"A palm technique descending from the sky!"
Jing Ze frowned. The monk's movements were too fast. Just by sitting there, he was able to use the golden Buddha light that filled the sky of the Boundless Buddhist Court! A precise long-range attack!
This was the performance of using the supreme world to the extreme. It could be said that at this time, the monk and the supreme world were inseparable. The two were one and could be used by each other.
Yan took a deep breath and puffed up her little belly. Then, with a whooshing sound, a long dragon-shaped fire pillar gushed out of her mouth.
This time, the pillar of fire accurately hit Monk Jin Deng's body. However, at the moment when the flames burned the monk, his body instantly turned illusory, turning into a seven-colored cloud and fading away. After the flames disappeared, the part of his body that had disappeared returned to his original body.
"This is? Illusory and real coexist … "In the distance, Jing Ze broke away from the palm technique descending from the sky, turned into lightning, and quickly brought Yan back to his side.
He couldn't let Yan do this kind of useless work anymore. Every step from now on had to be done carefully. This monk was not easy to deal with, and it was useless to just bite the bullet.
Although the dragon's spiritual power was as vast as the sea, it was not inexhaustible.
After all, one was only one year old, and the other was only seven months old. Jing Ze didn't have the confidence to compete with the monk with profound cultivation.
Compared with Jin Deng, the dragon's only advantage was their bloodline.
It could be seen that Jing Ze was very cautious; even though he was very strong, he didn't act rashly.
"He's not easy to deal with …"
Jin Deng opened his eyes, and the word "swastika" appeared in his pupils.
It had been a long time since he had used the swastika. The last time he had opened his eyes was to peek into Wang Ling's universe, but in the end, he had only seen a trace of its outline before he had been blinded in one eye.
Fortunately, he had later comprehended the three great Buddha Fires of the past, present and future, and had used the power of the Buddha Fire to repair the broken swastika.
Now that he had used the swastika again, he would be dealing with two dragon descendants.
He had enough confidence.
This time, his swastika wouldn't be scrapped.
Swish!
Taking the descendant of Yan with him, Jing Ze left afterimages on the spot. When he steadied himself, he sensed the monk's terrifying swastika eye power from a distance.
"Yan, listen to me. We're going to use our dragon descendants' chaos weapons, otherwise we won't be this monk's match," Jing Ze said. To be honest, before coming here, he had never expected Jin Deng to be so difficult to deal with.
But now that Jin Deng had used the swastika, Jing Ze instantly recognized the truth.
There was no way they could defeat this monk with their current battle strength; they could only use the dragon descendants' chaos weapons and look for an opportunity!
Swoosh!
At that moment, a powerful golden light seeped out of the swastika, and with an aura that could purify everything, it pounced on Jing Ze and Yan.
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Then, Jing Ze saw the swastika in the monk's pupils spin, and dozens of golden objects were summoned in a flash! They hovered around him!
These golden objects were identical in shape and emitted golden light. Each of them was carved with a different pattern of a Buddha's head. Some had benevolent faces, some looked fierce, some looked gentle, and some looked furious …
These were eighty-eight Sarira Vajra Scepters, refined from the most sacred Buddhist relics of past generations! At that moment, all eighty-eight Vajra Scepters appeared behind Jin Deng. The scepter heads spun and aimed at Jing Ze and Yan.
In an instant, a Buddhist hall seemed to appear behind Jin Deng. Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas appeared. It was so shocking that it was indescribable.
What kind of formidable power was this …?
It was hard for Jing Ze to imagine that a mortal could cultivate to such a level.
And what made Jing Ze afraid the most was that the monk in front of him had attacked with all his strength without considering any backup plans!
At that moment, his gaze was fixed!
The eighty-eight Sarira Vajra Scepters behind him shot at them like missiles!
"This monk …"
Jing Ze was speechless.
He was speechless about Jin Deng.
Didn't they say that monks should be compassionate?
It was all a lie …
They were just two one-year-old and seven-month-old dragon descendants.
How could two little Dragonborn babies have any bad intentions?
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