Chen Luoyang walked out of the hall and stood at the edge of the Six Dragon Emperor's carriage, looking down.
The moment he appeared, everyone below was shocked.
The movements of both sides even slowed down a bit.
Su Ye, who had been gazing at the blood painting, also quivered and turned to look at the Six Dragon Emperor's carriage.
On the side, his brother Su Wei had a helpless expression.
Just now, when Su Ye was distracted, Su Wei was not at all worried that he would be killed by Mingjue and Mingguan.
Just like how the other side in Elephant Cleansing City was obsessed with the old man's painting and did not pay attention to the outside world, Su Ye's mind was truly focused in his own world and did not care about the outside world.
But if someone tried to attack him, he would instantly wake up and tear them to pieces without any delay.
This was one of Su Ye's specialties.
So Su Wei was not worried about his brother's safety.
He just felt ashamed to face his Hierarch on the Six Dragon Emperor's carriage, so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury the two of them together.
In addition to being attacked and in danger, Su Ye was also extremely sensitive to his senior brother's gaze.
So without the need for Su Wei to remind him, he immediately came back to his senses.
Raising his head to sneak a glance at the expressionless Chen Luoyang, Su Ye immediately lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.
He quickly raised his head again, a fawning smile on his face. He first pointed at himself, then at Mingjue and Mingguan, meaning to ask his senior brother to give him another chance to salvage the situation.
Mingjue and Mingguan did not pay attention to Su Ye.
Right now, they only hoped to save as many monks of Qing Liang Temple as possible.
However, Chen Luoyang floated out of the Six Dragons Imperial Carriage, which had been motionless for a long time. This made the hearts of the two Buddhist monks sink to the bottom.
Chen Luoyang's gaze swept past Su Ye, but did not linger on him.
His gaze finally fell on Reverend Mingjue and Reverend Mingguan, the two abbot of Qingliang Temple.
He raised his hand and said, "The Three Flawless Learning, Precepts, Concentration, and Wisdom. You are still far from achieving them. You are especially lacking in Bodhi wisdom."
A reversed swastika symbol appeared in his palm.
As soon as the reverse swastika symbol appeared, most of the Qing Liang Temple monks present sensed it and felt extremely uneasy.
Under the intense anxiety, one's Zen heart would no longer be able to meditate, and troubles would arise.
Slowly, the black swastika in Chen Luoyang's palm began to spin.
Above his palm, another pitch-black Buddha materialized.
The Great Buddha sat in the lotus position and formed a seal with one hand. His other hand also stretched out like Chen Luoyang.
In the void, clouds of black energy condensed into black scriptures.
The scriptures were like black dragons that circled in the sky, shuttling back and forth.
These black dragons seemed to be brimming with vitality as their scales opened and closed, as if they really were alive.
The large black Buddha sitting in the void was not an illusion.
Condensing one's Martial Intent, turning illusory into reality, and turning it into a true form was the technique of Emperor Wu of the Thirteenth Realm, the True Form Realm.
The black dragons roared in unison, as if they were chanting scriptures and preaching about the Dao.
Between the heavens and earth, there were lotus flowers on the ground and Brahma bells descending from the sky.
However, the lotus flowers were black, and the Brahma bells were shrill.
Among the various phenomena, many figures could be seen surrounding the black Buddha. It was as if the sky was filled with Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Buddhas …
But without exception, they were all like the black Buddha. Their bodies were pitch-black and filled with a strange aura that could cause one to sink into oblivion.
"Demonic Salvation!"
Among the Qing Liang Temple monks, someone exclaimed.
Chen Luoyang's attack was the first move of Rulai's Demonic Palm.
Demonic Salvation.
The Pure Evil Earth formed from this palm not only suppressed the bodies of the monks, but also shocked their minds.
Not only did it obstruct their breathing and make it difficult for them to use the power within their bodies, it also caused them to see illusions and have distracting thoughts.
Some of the Qing Liang Temple disciples with lower cultivation let out terrified cries.
In their own senses, they only felt suffocation in their chests, followed by a sharp pain.
Black thorns and poisonous vines broke out of their hearts and bound their bodies tightly.
The more they struggled, the tighter the thorns became.
The poisonous thorns pierced into their flesh, causing them so much pain that they wished they were dead. They rolled on the ground.
If they indulged in their own desires and clung to their own thoughts, the pain caused by the poisonous thorns would disappear, and they would even feel an indescribable sense of pleasure.
"Freeze!" Reverend Mingjue shouted like a lion's roar.
The Pure Evil Earth Demonic Realm shook slightly like ripples, but it quickly returned to normal.
The sickly Maha knew his pain.
He had never recovered from his old injuries, and his Brahma Pure Land was also affected when the Hierarch of the Devil religion destroyed it.
He was now like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to protect himself.
"Venerable Du 'e" Reverend Mingguan manifested his Bodhi Form, Arhat Form, and Glazed Ring Blade at the same time. He was also struggling.
Previously, when he was injured by Su Ye, the current Abbot of the Qing Liang Temple suffered a significant loss of vitality.
As a result, his eyes flashed with confusion and annoyance as he faced the demonic realm.
However, as a Buddhist expert of the Qing Liang Temple who was second only to the sickly Maha, Reverend Mingjue, Reverend Mingguan was still able to calm his mind.
At the moment of life and death, his mind was unprecedentedly clear and pure.
The Buddha's Demonic Palm stood on the opposite side of the world's Buddhist supreme arts.
To a certain extent, it formed a different kind of commonality.
At this moment, Reverend Mingguan suddenly felt that the hurdles that he could not comprehend in the past had become clear.
As soon as he was enlightened, his Bodhi Form, Arhat Form, and Glazed Ring Blade, which were formed from the three levels of Level Three Quintessence of Martial Path, disappeared at the same time.
Then, he pushed his palms forward.
A brand new Buddha statue stood up.
It was the supreme art of the Qing Liang Temple, the Leaky Form condensed from the palm will of the Leaky Divine Palm.
Although it was weaker than Reverend Mingjue's Leaky Form, Reverend Mingguan's Leaky Divine Palm had already achieved the essence of it.
The two Buddhist monks struck out together, barely resisting the descent of the Devil Realm in the Blissful Earth.
"There are indeed people who will die because of a child, such as you." Chen Luoyang's expression was calm.
He flipped his palm.
In the Blissful Earth, the dark Buddha, who had been sitting still, stood up.
He grabbed at Reverend Mingjue and Reverend Mingguan.
Reverend Mingjue dodged in time, but Reverend Mingguan could not dodge in time and could only barely block it.
However, as soon as they made contact, Reverend Mingguan felt a sense of confusion.
It was not only his five senses and perception of the space-time world that were confused.
Even he himself felt a sense of confusion. His originally flawless Omnipresent Divine Palm could not be completed in a split second.
The Third Style of the Buddha's Demonic Palm, Inverted Bodhi …
Just as this thought flashed through Reverend Mingguan's mind, his Leaky Form was directly grabbed by the dark Buddha's palm.
The Leaky Form, which was about a hundred feet tall, was like a doll in the dark Buddha's palm.
"Leaky Form?" Chen Luoyang shook his head lightly. "It's the Leaky Form."
With that, the dark Buddha flipped his palm and slammed it on the ground.
The continuous mountains and rivers collapsed together. Gravel and dust filled the sky.
The ground in the center sank and collapsed. Not only were the mountain ranges erased, but a huge basin was formed!
Reverend Mingguan and his Leaky Form stood upside down in the Buddha's palm. Their heads were facing down and their feet were facing up.
The world was turned upside down.
They were directly slammed into the ground by the dark Buddha's palm!
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