Great Demon

Chapter 1321 Six-Syllable Mantra Mantra

Under the arena, Jiang Shang's six retreated thousands of feet, each settled down.

When Huihai's flat voice came, Jiang Shang couldn't help but change his face slightly, and exclaimed in his heart: "It's such a mellow Amitabha Zen voice!"

The expressions of the other five people were also different, but they were all stunned by Hui Hai's strength.

The reason why Jiang Shang was so surprised was that it happened for a reason.

In the lower realm of Xuanyuan, the reputation of the ancient Buddhist lineage is not obvious. Only a certain ancient star field in the outer space has the Buddhist lineage, which is very rare.

But in the heavens, there are almost no shadows of Buddhist disciples on the land of billions of miles in the blue sky.Since Jiang Shang embarked on a journey of cultivation, he has only met disciples of the Buddhist sect twice, and his knowledge of the lineage of the Buddhist sect is only in the memory of the demon ancestor. It is reasonable to be quite surprised.

The others were knowledgeable and knew quite a lot about the various sects in the Eastern Heaven Territory, and the reasons for their astonishment were different from Jiang Shang's.

Zhou Dongxuan's gown was fluttering, and he exclaimed softly, "There are bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, and there are also vajras with angry eyes. This monk Huihai is not simple."

The holy concubine Zhu Yandai frowned slightly, and said in a cold tone: "When two powerhouses meet, a fierce battle is inevitable."

Jiang Shang didn't make a sound, and turned his head to look at the hanging ring.

At the moment when everyone was admiring, the competition on the ring had already begun.

I saw that the third prince Jin's momentum was soaring to the sky, the golden light covered the sky and covered the earth, and the domineering and majestic kingly aura swept across the four directions.

In the midst of the majestic and majestic aura of the third prince, Hui Hai sat cross-legged in the void, holding a rosary, but smiled and said nothing, like a rock that has gone through ages, standing still.

One after another the sound of Buddha singing came, ethereal and invisible, but it made people's thoughts intoxicated, as if they wanted to take people to a distant ancient place and transform them into Buddhas.

The Zen light swept across, and golden lotuses sprung up from the ground. For a while, it seemed that countless Buddhist disciples were chanting and singing, and the momentum gradually became vast and magnificent, which made people feel deafened.

Jiang Shang frowned, and his whole body was lit up with the light of bones. Obviously, the Buddha's singing from the ring had already affected him.

But Zhou Dongxuan smiled lightly and shook his head, saying: "Hui Hai's supernatural power is really powerful, and it has such power before it is perfected, it should not be underestimated!"

In the chaotic era of ancient times, there was a protracted conflict and struggle between the ancient fairy gate and the Buddhist gate.

Immortal sect disciples like Zhou Dongxuan naturally knew very well about the battle in ancient times, and they also held a lot of hostility towards the Buddhist sect.

The two on the stage were still confronting each other, and Zhou Dongxuan saw clearly where Hui Hai's supernatural power came from at a glance.

If we only look at it from this aspect, there are really no one around him who is stronger than him, even Mo Tongyan, the holy son of the Cangyan Sect, does not understand why.

Wu Kun, the god son of the Dark Feather Spiritual Race, sneered at this moment, and said: "Great Purdue Chanyin, that's all. This kind of magical power will naturally win easily against a slightly weaker monk. But Huihai's opponent is the Golden Giant Race Third prince, his wishful thinking will not work."

The voice here has not yet finished, only to hear a sneer from the arena: "Pretend!"

However, the third prince Jin suddenly mobilized, his figure was like the possession of an ancient god, and he stepped across the void in an instant, and the palm print containing endless golden light slammed down.

At the same time, Hui Hai, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, also moved accordingly.

The sound of Purdue Zen became louder and louder, and rounds of Buddha's light appeared behind Hui Hai's head. With a few soft sounds, Hui Hai turned into a three-headed and six-armed man with different images. His whole body shone with bright golden light, and he greeted him with a palm.

boom!
The two super geniuses who had confronted each other for a while finally used their magical powers and fought together.

Under the arena, Jiang Shang's eyes flickered, and he murmured: "The two men's cultivation bases are only equal to each other, and this battle may last for a while."

Jiang Shang's eyesight is so vicious, he has a judgment from the two people on the ring.

The third prince, Jin, is known as the young leader of the Golden Giant Clan. He is the well-deserved No.1 among his generation, and he is naturally unparalleled in combat power.

There are even many cultivators in Tianshen State who compare the third prince, Jin, to the contemporary number one in Tianshen State, and no one can match him.

However, Hui Hai, who came from the Fudo Temple of the ancient Buddhist sect, also has a profound background, and his cultivation and combat power are not weaker than the third prince Jin.

When these two people with almost the same fighting strength meet, what will happen in the end is really unpredictable.

Sure enough, in the next few hours, the third prince Jin and Hui Hai, who manifested the form of King Kong's glaring eyes, launched an extremely fierce collision and fight within the scope of the ring.

One side is full of golden light, with a magnificent momentum.The other party has three heads and six arms, and the golden body is invincible.

The rumbling roar continued continuously, and the terrifying aura caused by the collision between the two continuously impacted the magic circle around the ring, making the ring tremble endlessly.

At the same time, the spectators outside the square were already in an uproar.

"It's really two strong encounters, each with its own merits! It's really rare to see a fight of this level!"

"These two people have used all their means, and their combat power has far exceeded the scope of the ancient great sage. If an ordinary fairy-level powerhouse meets one of them, he is afraid that he will be suppressed."

"Worthy of being a super evildoer supreme, you really have a background that makes you feel ashamed!"

At this moment, the roaring and collision on the ring suddenly stopped.

The third prince, Jin, stood proudly, with a majestic fighting spirit, as powerful as the sky.

On the other hand, Huihai, the son of the top lamp Buddha, suddenly received the appearance of the vajra at this moment, and turned into an attitude of benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes.

The eyes of Jiang Shang and the others, who were thousands of feet away from the arena, suddenly lit up.

Since the battle, the two people in the arena have already figured out each other's details, and now they suddenly fell into a confrontation, obviously wanting to have a showdown.

Zhou Dongxuan looked at Hui Hai's back, and said with a smile: "Monk Hui Hai can't bear it anymore, what is his special skill of pressing the bottom of the box?"

"Huh? Fudo root seal?!" Wu Kun let out a low cry, horrified, "It's the secret supernatural power of the Buddhist sect, the six-character mantra!"

Hearing Wu Kun's exclamation, the faces of the others changed slightly.

At this moment, Jiang Shang remained calm, his eyes staring at Hui Hai sitting cross-legged in the void again, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Okay, okay! Let me see how far you have cultivated in the secret tradition of Buddhism!" The third prince Jin Changshou let out a roar, his figure suddenly moved, and his terrifying aura drew the divine light of the sky, like a huge whirlpool. The center is where the third prince himself is.

The third prince Jin came to the front in an instant, the dazzling golden light swept across, the huge and incomparable palm prints fell, the void was crushed by it, and cracks spread towards the surroundings.

But Huihai opened his eyes, showing compassion, but the seal wheel in his hand suddenly rushed out.

In the void, the chanting of Endless Buddha suddenly became high-pitched, turning into a thunderous sound, a magnificent illusory scene emerged, and the sound of evening drums and morning bells came from the nine heavens.

"Om, um, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

Hui Hai's lips parted slightly, but his voice exploded like thunder. When all the mantras of the six sons were spoken, the unparalleled suppressing force was already so strong that it was hard to resist.

(End of this chapter)