I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 1140 Come again? (seeking subscription monthly pass)

The Taoist holding a long sword in his hand sneered: "The old thief is bald and wants to bully the small with the big?"

The Taoist Qingao with loose long hair just let go of the jade in his hand, hung it high on the top of his head, hanging down the pieces of clear light, and said lightly: "The cause of yesterday, the fruit of today."

"Why talk so much?"

The old Taoist Haoshou just sat cross-legged and closed his eyes without saying a word.

But among the three Taoists, it is the old Taoist Haoshou who makes this ancient Buddha fear the most.

He sighed bitterly.

The 33-foot golden body behind him shook.

At this level, no matter who you are, you have already transcended the heavens of the Three Realms, and your mind is still, quiet and inaction.

But if it moves, it is impossible to retreat, and it is impossible to retreat.

It doesn't matter if it's a battle of skin, or it's a battle of luck.

There is no way to back down.

Even if you know that there will be no results in the fight, you must fight to win.

The three Tianzun also put away their distracting thoughts at this time, and responded with Shen Ning.

This ancient Buddha has gone through countless kalpas, and in terms of seniority and age, it is only under the Yuanshi Heavenly King.

Just looking at its current manifested appearance, one can know that its realm is unimaginable even for them.

The golden body is 33 feet long, with eight heads and sixteen arms.

There are [-] kinds of solemn merits and virtues in Western bliss, which also represents the world of bliss, and it is also the [-] most superior fruit positions of Buddhism.

The eight poems in the 33-foot-long golden body represent eight of the seventeen solemn merits and virtues that the ancient Buddha had obtained uniquely.

Sixteen arms, each representing a kind of supreme power.

However, among the sixteen arms, one of them was severed from the middle.

There is a white hair between the eyebrows of the ancient Buddha. The white hair is turned to the right, and there are five giant mountains up and down.

Among the boundless bright clouds on the top, there are 48 relics, which evolve countless living beings, and hundreds of millions of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sing Sanskrit sounds in them.

But it was fulfilled by the ancient Buddha's 48 great wishes.

This kind of majestic power is immeasurably superior. I am afraid that among them, only the same unfathomable Taishang can be compared with it.

But this time it was three against one.

In the battle for the avenue, there will be no compromise.

There is also no concept of fighting more than one, winning without force.

You have the ability, but how many more Heavenly Venerates will you pull out?

If you can't pull it out, you have no ability, don't beep...

No matter how inconceivable this old Buddha is, he definitely has no chance of winning.

……

33 The struggle outside the heaven, not to mention ordinary people, even those who are also high in the nine heavens, can only feel a little bit of it at most.

There is nothing you can do if you want to spy.

As far as the human world is concerned, at least on the surface, there is no trace of influence.

At this time, in the city of Chang'an.

Everyone's minds have been affected by Yang Jian's sudden "reversal blow".

Jiang Zhou was also taken aback.

If you can't agree on a deal, you're going to throw the table and chop someone up?
This idea just came into being, and the three-pointed two-edged knife had already passed through.

Jiang Zhou felt blood on his arms as soon as he felt cold.

Yang Jian has withdrawn the double-edged sword.

The blade was stained with Jiang Zhou's blood.

Without explaining, he swung his saber again, and chopped at the golden pig that was lying at the feet of Vajrapani Bodhisattva.

"Yang Jian!"

"You dare!"

The Vajrapani Bodhisattva raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and his face changed instantly.

The golden crown on his head turned into five skulls.

The golden beard and hair are curled up, the eyebrows are like fire, the red eyes are wide open, the fangs are bared and the tongue is rolling, which is extremely terrifying.

It's not just a face change, it's a head change.

The vajra in his hand greeted him.

But it didn't stop the three-pointed two-edged knife.

Yang Jian didn't see any movement either, the blade went straight through like an illusion, and chopped off the golden pig's neck.

"Hmph—!"

There was a shrill howl, which stopped abruptly after only halfway out.

A pig's head has rolled off.

Everyone was shocked.

They have all seen with their own eyes how powerful this golden pig is.

Now under Yang Jian's knife, he couldn't survive a face-to-face meeting, so he was decapitated?
The Vajrapani Bodhisattva was a little weird at this time.

He was not outraged by Yang Jian's offense.

A trace of fear flashed across that terrifying blue-black face.

What is even more surprising is that the golden pig whose head had been severed with a single knife did not die after its head rolled to the ground.

From the broken neck, there was blood all over the ground.

The headless body was struggling in a pool of blood.

Its golden flesh and blood continuously swelled and swelled like a meat egg, as if something was growing inside and was about to break out of the egg.

"Yang Jian!"

At this time, the body of Vajrapani Bodhisattva was ignited with golden-red flames, which only burned into space and twisted. Everyone felt as if they were in a hellfire, and the heat was unbearable.

Although Yang Jian's knife didn't hit him, it seemed more frightened and angry than cutting his vitals, and even a little frightening.

Everyone thought that Vajrapani Bodhisattva was going to fight in his rage.

Unexpectedly, he gritted his teeth and burst out two words from between the fangs and fangs, then turned his body, and his figure was illusory.

It seemed like he was going to escape into the void, so he left, no, it was more like fleeing.

"boom!"

At this moment, the bulging body of the golden pig suddenly exploded, and blood and flesh splattered.

"Hum hum!"

There was a dull humming and chirping, and another pig emerged from the pile of rotten meat.

A suckling pig with white skin and tender meat!
Everyone was in an uproar.

Jiang Zhou also opened his eyes wide.

What the hell?

"Shh!"

At this time, Yang Jian held out the knife, and directly chopped off the Vajrapani Bodhisattva who had almost disappeared.

"what!"

The Vajrapani Bodhisattva was cut out of the void, but he didn't care about entanglement with Yang Jian.

Looking back, he saw the white and tender suckling pig, but Vajrapani seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

The majestic Bodhisattva unexpectedly lost his ability to remain still like Xumi, and uttered a cry of fear.

He wanted to escape again, but was also stopped by Yang Jian.

After several times in succession, I finally got annoyed.

Like going crazy, he raised the treasure pestle so that Yang Jian could fight together.

The two phases collided, and the mighty force aroused shook the universe, making everyone terrified.

Li Shimin's expression changed drastically.

On the Taiji Palace, a palace pavilion is revealed, suspended in the air, changing from virtual to real.

A series of figures walked out of the palace.

The boundless golden qi mist billowed, filling the entire Chang'an in an instant, covering the sky.

It covered the two people who were fighting together in the air.

Also cover the overflowing mighty power.

Such a strong sense of humanity...

Jiang Zhou looked at the qi mist and was amazed.

He had seen Daji's national destiny manifest before, and he recognized the scene before him.

But the fate of the Great Ji Kingdom is nothing compared to the Tang Dynasty in front of us.

Drops of water are in the ocean.

"Humph!"

While Yang Jian was entangled with the Vajrapani Bodhisattva and was protected by human luck.

The tender white suckling pig raised its head, its eyes seemed to pass through the billowing qi mist, and stared at Vajrapani Bodhisattva, with a pair of round eyes that seemed to reveal substantial hatred.

With a groan, his throat twitched, and he spit out something with a wow.

It is a bow and an arrow.

The bow is black and yellow, and the arrow is blue.

"Hum!"

Taking advantage of the suckling pig's bow and arrow in its mouth, it turned around and ran towards Jiang Zhou.

"!"

Jiang Zhou was startled, and the next moment he felt a pain in his chest.

The suckling pig stabbed him in the heart with an arrow in its mouth.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.

"??"

again? !
It's not over! ?
(End of this chapter)