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Chapter 1804 Three Great Dharma Kings (for Subscription)
Dongfang Mo's face was ugly, because Dharma King Jinglian probably saw what they were thinking, so he blocked at the crack.

This is one of the three great dharma kings sitting down from the Buddha, and his own cultivation has reached the half-ancestral state of Dzogchen.

With this person blocking the entrance, you don't need to think about it, it is impossible for them to escape.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Mu Ziyu again.

At this moment, Mu Ziyu was also looking at Dharma King Jinglian, and there was obvious solemnity in her eyes.

Although she has broken through to the cultivation base of the half-ancestral realm, and even comprehended the law of time, but compared with King Jinglian, she may not be enough, because King Jinglian is a Dzogchen monk in the half-ancestral realm, and this person's strength It is unpredictable.Except for a few people in the world, no one can compete with King Jinglian.

Just as she was looking at Dharma King Jinglian, the latter also looked at her.

At this moment, Dharma King Jinglian has returned to his usual calm appearance, slowly rolling the rosary in his hand, and looking at Mu Ziyu, he said, "Congratulations, benefactor, you have successfully entered the ranks of our generation."

Hearing this, Mu Ziyu said, "Thank you Dharma King."

After she finished speaking, she changed the subject, "I don't know if this deity can leave this place."

Hearing her words, Dongfang Mo's expression changed.

This is what I heard from King Jinglian Dharma: "The sin of the benefactor is serious. In the hell, he will kill people without blinking an eye, and he has no repentance. Right now, through the way of crossing the catastrophe, he has ruined my eighteen hells, and I need to continue to reflect."

Mu Ziyu's expression darkened, and when he looked at Dharma King Jinglian, his gaze became extremely sharp.

Just when the atmosphere became tense, suddenly there was an extra figure beside Dharma King Jinglian.

It was a monk with a rosary rolling in his left hand and a golden pestle in his right. He was tall, thin, and extremely handsome.

After the monk appeared, all the monks in the entire holy city let out a burst of exclamation.At the same time, Dongfang Mo could still hear the words "Dharma King", which resounded in the city.

"King Dharma!"

Like Jinglian Dharma King, it is also one of the three Dharma Kings who sat down by the Buddha.

Dharma King Jinglian is in charge of the eighteenth hell, the first treasure of Buddhism, while Dharma King Dharma is in charge of Buddhist precepts and criminal laws.

It can be said that the reason why many monks in the No. 14 hell are imprisoned here is related to this person.

According to the rumors, this person is still a murderer without blinking an eye.

As soon as Fang appeared, when King Bodhidharma saw the current situation, especially after the pious city was torn apart and the cracks led directly to the No.17 layer of hell, his face gradually became ugly, and then he looked at Mu Ziyu, with There was a strong murderous intent.

In an instant, he judged what happened before.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, he heard him snort coldly, and then he clenched the magic subduing pestle tightly in his hand, and was about to face Mu Ziyu in the air.

"Amitabha……"

At the critical moment, another Buddha's name was heard, and the person who spoke was the King Jinglian.

After the man's trumpet sounded, Dharma King paused.

At this time, I heard the King of Pure Lotus Dharma say: "This is the eighteen levels of hell."

To everyone's ears, this sentence is a bit headless.But it fell into the ears of King Bodhidharma, he narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Mu Ziyu, and finally slowly retracted the Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand.

"Rumble..."

There was a wave of ups and downs, and suddenly the entire ground of Qiancheng, as well as the space of No. 14 hell, began to vibrate violently.

Everyone seemed to feel something, and looked towards the source of the vibration, looking at the depth of the crack on the ground of Qiancheng.

Their gazes passed through the No.15 and No.16 hells, and landed on the No.17 hell.

Then they saw that in the No. 17 layer of hell, there were all kinds of messy law powers.Under the impact of the power of these laws, the space made a crackling sound, like a crystal ball full of cracks, which looked extremely terrifying.

Mountains, rivers, valleys and other terrains were easily torn into countless pieces.

Even if a cultivator in the realm of unity stepped into it at this moment, he would be smashed to pieces in an instant.

In the power of many messy laws, everyone can still see black shadows, big or small, shuttling among them.

Although the distance was extremely far away, Dongfang Mo was still extremely frightened when he saw the black shadows passing through.

Those who can appear on the No.16 and No.17 floors are probably half-ancestor monks, that is to say, those black shadows of different sizes are all half-ancestors.

At this moment, one of the pink figures instantly attracted Dongfang Mo's attention.

It was a pink skull.

He judged at a glance that the other party was Dongfang Yu's Taoist partner and another ancestor of his.His ancestor, named Miaoyu, was a Buddhist.

Not only that, Dongfang Mo also discovered that many black shadows were swimming around Patriarch Miaoyu, and the power of laws with countless strands of different patterns, like a tide, surged towards Patriarch Miaoyu one after another. go.

"Could it be..."

Dongfang Mo was startled. He guessed that many of the half-ancestors who were sealed here had already known the last few layers of the [-]th hell, and they were torn apart by Lei Jie. layers of hell.

Under the watchful eyes of Dongfang Mo, Patriarch Miaoyu, who was being attacked by waves of laws one after another, was forced to back up against at least a dozen half-ancestral monks with his own strength.

"Boom!"

When she retreated from the seventeenth floor of hell to the No.16 floor, she saw that the barrier between the No.17 and No.16 hells began to collapse and expand under the impact of various messy laws, as if To connect these two layers of hell together.

What moved Dongfang Mo even more was that after the barrier between the seventeenth and sixteenth floors of hell was enlarged, more black shadows joined the battle group, surrounding Patriarch Miaoyu in the middle.

The power of law all over the sky presents a variety of colorful colors, like hype falling from the sky, and it looks gorgeous.

But this seemingly beautiful scene is actually extremely dangerous.The figure of Patriarch Miaoyu kept retreating, and he was about to retreat to the No.15 hell.

During this process, Patriarch Miaoyu kept waving his hands, and wisps of gray light shone out.I don't know what these gray lights are, but they can melt the power of countless laws.

But there are too many half-ancestral monks besieging her, so she is still difficult to resist.

"call out!"

King Bodhidharma, who was standing next to King Jinglian, threw the demon pestle in his hand.

This treasure immediately turned into a ray of golden light, which shot downwards in a flash.

"when!"

And when the blast hit the No.16 layer of hell, the golden magic subduing pestle sank into the space and made a loud noise.In addition to the entire space vibrating, the golden light on the Subduing Demon Pestle skyrocketed.

Under the shining of the golden light, the inexhaustible power of various laws began to recede like a tide, and for a while, a space with a radius of several thousand feet was vacated with the golden pestle as the center.

"Shh!"

At the same time, Bodhidharma's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the golden demon-subduing pestle, with five fingers stretched out, holding the treasure tightly.

At the same time, his eyes glanced around, his face was quite gloomy.

Because although he was knocked back by his blow, the next moment, the power of all kinds of colorful laws surged from all directions again, looking like they were going to drown him and Miaoyu together.

In this regard, Bodhidharma and Miaoyu have no intention of retreating.King Bodhidharma waved the subduing pestle in his hand, bursting out pieces of bright golden light.And when Patriarch Miaoyu waved his hand, strands of gray light shone out, melting the submerged power of law.

What is just frightening is that there are more and more black shadows surrounding Dharma King and Patriarch Miaoyu, there are more than [-] shadows.

That is to say, in the eighteen levels of hell, at least twenty half-ancestors were suppressed.

Dongfang Mo even saw that there was an astonishingly large black shadow suspended in mid-air like a star field, and tentacles-like things emanated from it.

"Dry Beast!"

He recognized that this was the dry beast that was sent to the eighteenth level of hell by King Jinglian back then.

More than [-] half-ancestors joined forces, even if King Bodhidharma and Patriarch Miaoyu joined forces, the two still started to retreat under the power of waves of law.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo swallowed bitterly.

Although the distance is extremely far away, he still feels the danger below, and at the same time, he is also shocked by the strength of King Bodhidharma and Patriarch Miaoyu.

While Dharma King and Patriarch Miaoyu were blocking dozens of half-ancestors, Dharma King Jinglian, who was floating above everyone's heads at this moment, threw the rolling rosary in his hand,
This thing soared into the sky and began to increase in size.

In the end, this treasure turned into an area invisible to the naked eye, like a circular sky, covering the entire crack torn apart by the thunder calamity.

Although four consecutive layers of hell have been pierced through, the crack that connects to the outside world is the No. 14 layer of hell.

I saw that from the rosary beads, a strong Buddha light emanated, like a barrier, blocking the entire crack.But compared to the cracks torn open by Lei Jie, this layer of Buddha's light is a bit weak.

"call out!"

Only a sharp piercing sound was heard.

The golden subduing pestle in Bodhidharma's hand shot out, sank into the center of the Buddha's light, and then emitted strands of golden light, which merged into the Buddha's light.

This thing is like a sea-fixing needle, which strengthens the barrier activated on the rosary by dozens of times.

"Whizzing……"

Then Dharma King and Patriarch Miaoyu appeared beside Dharma King Jinglian. The two were under the siege of dozens of half-ancestors. They knew that they could not resist the footsteps of these people.

After standing still, a large piece of gray light shone from the back of Patriarch Miaoyu, which also merged into the rear barrier.For a moment, the barrier inspired by the rosary emitted Buddha light, golden light, and gray light at the same time.

Dharma King, Dharma King Jinglian, and Patriarch Miaoyu appeared in a triangle, suspended below the barrier, blocking the way for everyone.

"The Three Great Dharma Kings have gathered..."

In the Qiancheng City below, the monk Guiyijing looked at the three people in mid-air with a look of shock on his face.

"Three Dharma Kings!"

Dongfang Mo was startled, and then he turned to Patriarch Miaoyu, full of disbelief.

Unexpectedly, in addition to Bodhidharma and Jinglian, the last Dharma king under the Buddha's seat turned out to be Patriarch Miaoyu.

Before he recovered from the shock, there was a "buzz", a breath that made everyone's hearts tremble, surged from below in an instant, covering everyone.

Dongfang Mo looked down, and saw more than twenty black shadows in the colorful strands of law power, slowly rising into the sky.

All the semi-ancestral monks who were suppressed in the [-]th floor of hell all appeared at this moment.

(End of this chapter)