Vajra's Glaring Eyes, Demons Flee!
Even Fang Xing could faintly feel the changes in himself. He felt that his thoughts were clear and his strength was boundless. There was also a gentle yet resolute force surrounding him. If he wanted to kill someone, the gentle force would become as tough as fine steel with a single thought, possessing the ability to destroy everything. If he wanted to defend himself, the force would wrap around him tightly and block the endless power outside. Even in the midst of a fierce battle, all the fearful thoughts were expelled by this force. All that was left was the will to fight, to kill in all directions, and to be invincible!
When everyone faced Fang Xing, it was as if they were facing an invincible Vajra who stood in front of the Gautama Buddha. The Vajra was invincible, and the Gautama Buddha was not in danger. He held the Spirited Mountain in his hand and stepped on the shore of the Nirvana Realm. He faced all demons and devils and destroyed everything!
Before the battle even started, they had already started to feel afraid!
"Those who stand in my way shall die!"
Fang Xing roared and threw a punch forward.
"Boom!"
The Goddess of the Wa Clan raised both of her swords to block, but she was hit by the sharpness of the punch. Her figure flew backward like a kite.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Fang Xing stomped on the ground, causing the earth to tremble and the void to tremble. The Centaur Race's Divine Son could originally control this kind of trembling force, but at this moment, as if he had been struck by lightning, he was sent flying by Fang Xing's palm. No one knew where he landed …
"Get lost!"
Fang Xing's angry roar was like thunder. He took another step forward and waved his iron fist. The seven eyes on the Seven-Eyed Race's Divine Son's chest bled at the same time. He closed his eyes in pain and staggered backward continuously. It seemed as if he had no more strength to fight!
In the end, Fang Xing took another step forward and tore with his hands. A large array that was blocking in front of him was torn apart by him. The cultivators of the Pure Land within the array were sent flying in all directions. They screamed in agony as countless of them were killed and injured. They fell to the ground like a rain of corpses.
He was invincible!
This ferocious aura shocked all the cultivators of the Pure Land.
There were still countless cultivators in the sky. They were as dense as mosquitoes and flies. Among these cultivators, there were many experts who had the power to fight against Fang Xing. However, at this moment, under King Kong's angry gaze, they lost their courage and didn't dare to step forward.
In the Pure Land, Buddhism had always been a peculiar existence.
He was not the most powerful, but he was in charge of the Merit List. He was not the most powerful, and even the Paramita Temple was pitifully small, but it was highly respected. Even the Great Yang Deity was respectful to the Paramita Temple. He was also not the most famous, but everywhere the Paramita Temple was, the cultivators of the Pure Land respected it. They even used titles such as Arhat and Bodhisattva to represent their status, which showed the prosperity of the Dharma!
Legend has it that the reason why the Pure Land could be preserved was related to the Buddhist sects. This was one of the reasons why the Paramita Temple was so influential!
It was precisely because of this influence that cultivators in the pure land subconsciously held Buddhist dao immortals in awe.
Fang Xing obtained the Vajra dao immortal and became the first Buddhist Vajra since the Dharma Ending Era. This scared the guts of the cultivators of the pure land.
Why did they risk their lives? Wasn't it because they wanted to follow Buddhism and achieve good results?
However, the devil was the one who obtained the dao immortal first. What did this mean?
Could it be that the Arhat they protected was fake, and the one he protected was the real one?
Fang Xing was already invincible. The appearance of this scene dealt a heavy blow to the confidence of the cultivators of the pure land.
"Impossible, how could he have the support of the Dharma? How could he achieve the Vajra dao immortal?"
Amidst the silence, the head monk of the Paramita Temple was the first to shout. His face was filled with grief and pain. He roared loudly and soared into the sky. He transformed into a ten-meter tall Vajra Buddha statue and slammed his palm towards Fang Xing. At this moment, he seemed to find it very difficult to accept this fact. He exerted the power of the ten-meter tall Vajra statue to the extreme, and it was like a dazzling sun that soared across the sky.
However, in the eyes of the cultivators, they were even more shocked when they saw this scene!
They suddenly realized that the guardian monk's Vajra statue was surprisingly similar to Fang Xing's!
The golden light seemed to be of the same origin!
The only difference was that the golden light on the monk's body was cultivated from the inside out, while the Buddhist light on Fang Xing's body came from an unknown place in the void. It was the support of the Buddha statue. As for which one was stronger, it was not something that the people present could distinguish …
There were even people who guessed the reason behind Reverend Buddha's grief. This person was originally a peerless genius in the pure land, but he was willing to protect the Arhat and wait for the birth of the true Buddha. According to some people's prophecies, when the Arhat obtained the Buddha fruit, he would become the first guardian since the end of the Dharma Age. When the Arhat became the Lord Buddha, his status would be higher than all the other Buddhas, and he would only bow to the Buddha!
But now, the first guardian monk had fallen into someone else's hands!
No one would be willing to accept this!
It was simply a shaking of their Dao heart!
"Wayaya, stinky monk, you still dare to attack? I'll chop you up!"
Fang Xing shouted. The more he fought, the more refreshed he felt. He felt that the whole world was on his side. Wherever the Buddhist light shrouded, it was his home ground. All the power in the heaven and earth could be manipulated at will, and he could split mountains and split seas with a wave of his hand. It could even be said that now, he could only use 30% of his strength to unleash 100% of his power. For someone like him who was wholeheartedly pursuing stronger power and breaking through to the Six Severance Realms, this feeling was simply a dream. He couldn't wait to have more battles to hone himself. He was subconsciously overjoyed and struck out with his palm.
The clouds collapsed and the wind split, and the sky changed color.
The battle between the two Guardian Vajra had stirred up endless changes in the weather!
And in the battle in the sky, under the attack of Fang Xing, the Buddha seal retreated step by step!
The strength of the Buddha seal was originally between the Five Severance Realms and the Six Severance Realms. In terms of cultivation and foundation, it was about the same as Fang Xing. In terms of ferocity and experience, it was even inferior to Fang Xing. Under normal circumstances, when the two fought, Fang Xing had a higher chance of winning. But now, Fang Xing had received the blessing of the Dharma and turned into a guardian monk. His strength had at least increased by three times. How could the Buddha seal have any chance of winning?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Compared to the Buddha seal's Dharma body, Fang Xing, who was only the size of a bean, was beaten back by the Buddha seal. The Buddha seal roared but was extremely helpless. The cultivators of the Pure Land seemed to be strangled, and no one spoke for a while …
"Wahahahaha, I feel so powerful …"
Fang Xing laughed and looked insufferably arrogant, but his eyes were secretly looking around.
He was not stupid. He was still in the encirclement. Seeing that he had inexplicably received such a strong blessing, he shocked the cultivators for a while. If he did not take this opportunity to run away with Shinsyu and Donkey, when would he wait? The reason why he beat back the Buddha seal with a heavy blow was to deepen the impression of his invincibility in the hearts of the cultivators. Fortunately, no one came out to stop him when he escaped …
The effect seemed to have been achieved. Zhu Xiu was afraid of him and revered him like a god!
But only one person, instead of being in awe, smiled …
"If this is the Buddha's Tribulation, then this Buddha's Tribulation is too weak …"
The black-robed Buddha, Hui Neng, sighed in a low voice, and then raised his head. There was a faint divine light in his eyes that no one dared to look directly at. He gently pinched the Buddha seal with his right hand and raised it in front of his chest, while his left hand gently pointed out. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes as he looked at Fang Xing. His voice was so low that only he could hear it, "Is the Buddha Fruit destined to appear in this way, or has our debate just begun?"
"If I don't fight for the Buddha Fruit, it's disrespectful to Buddha. Then I'll fight for it!"
As his finger gently pointed out, there was a sudden change between the heavens and the earth.
Countless lotus flowers bloomed between the void mountains, and the sound of Sanskrit resounded between heaven and earth. Rays of golden light descended from the sky and enveloped Zhu Xiu.
The Buddha seal that was repelled by Fang Xing was suddenly enveloped by countless rays of golden light. Its injuries were all healed, and its body shone brightly, as though it had transformed into a true Vajra Buddha. It flew up into the sky with an incomparably divine aura, and its boundless might shook the heavens.
"Still not convinced?"
Fang Xing glared. Although he knew that the Buddha seal had become far more powerful than before, he was still not afraid at all. He raised his blade and was about to advance.
"It's not over yet …"
The black-robed Buddha sitting on the mountain peak spoke softly with a smile on his face. He pointed to the void again.
The sound of Sanskrit rang out, and heavenly flowers fell.
In an instant, the black robe of the Goddess of the Wa Clan turned white. It fluttered like a fairy, yet also like a Bodhisattva with benevolent eyes.
The God of the Seven-Eyed Clan wore a golden gauze robe. His skin was bronze, and his aura was unparalleled.
The God of the Centaur Clan wore golden armor, and the spear in his hand shone with golden light. It seemed to have instantly increased in quality.
Golden light gathered around the God of the North Deep, Beiming Xiao, and turned into a golden lotus that wrapped around his body. It was sacred and terrifying.
Lotus flowers bloomed under Beiming Qingdi's feet, sending her up to the Nine Heavens. Her aura was ethereal, and it was far more powerful than before.
As for the Buddha Seal that had been repelled by Fang Xing just now, it stood up again. It was injured all over, and the golden light on its body was much brighter than before.
For a moment, the void was silent, and a total of six people rose into the air, facing off against Fang Xing. The aura on their bodies did not lose out to Fang Xing. That kind of sacred and mysterious feeling was enough to shock one's mind. It was enough to prove that they were people who had obtained Buddhist Fruit. A total of six people, whether they were Arhats or Bodhisattvas, appeared in the world with a point of the Buddha's seal.
One against six!
Fang Xing's path was blocked again, and the danger was even greater than before!
Even in the formation formed by the ordinary cultivators of the Pure Land, there was a faint golden light, like a golden sea. Fang Xing, Shinsyu, and the green donkey were trapped in the middle of this golden sea. The flowing Buddha Light was like waves, surging back and forth, illuminating everything, causing illusory Buddha shadows to appear in the surrounding sky. They sat motionlessly, looking at Fang Xing and the others.
The monk, who originally had no cultivation, only needed to point out with a finger to summon six Buddhist Fruit Thrones.
The strong and the weak were immediately judged, and the number of people was immediately judged.
"So what if you have more people …"
Fang Xing, who had just taken two steps toward the Buddha Seal with his broadsword, retreated again, muttering and cursing.
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