Chapter 2641

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In the Holy King's eyes, the monk was already dead. He stood in front of the dead monk and laughed proudly.

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However, in the outside world, in the eyes of everyone, this world that was not complete before became complete because of the monk's death.

The Holy King was already trapped, and his emotions seemed to be affected by that world, becoming very unstable.

Sometimes he laughed with a ferocious expression, sometimes he looked sorrowful, and sometimes he looked calm and peaceful.

"It can even trap the Holy King. This Six-Syllable Mantra is indeed one of the top spells on the life star!" Xing Chen looked at the world in front of him, his eyes filled with shock.

Zi Chen's expression also changed. This Six-Syllable Mantra was indeed extraordinary. In some ways, it was even more powerful than his Knife Drawing Technique.

As for whether the monk would die or not, no one would consider this question at all. Compared to the others, this greedy monk was also the most afraid of death.

Although he said that he was willing to enter hell and so on, it was purely because of his cultivation technique. He was not that kind.

Standing outside the world, they could not see what was happening in that world, but they could feel that it had become more dangerous.

This was because the defense around the Holy King was dissipating at a relatively fast speed.

To be able to break through the Holy King's defense, it was clear how strong the danger was in that peaceful world.

"The Buddhists are all compassionate, but the cultivation techniques they create are all very powerful.

Is this really compassionate? "Su Mengyao, who was standing beside Zi Chen, murmured.

"Can't you see it from the monk?

Their so-called compassion is only the compassion in their hearts.

As for Buddhist cultivation techniques, they are all used to subdue demons, so they are naturally very powerful.

But who is the real demon?

Only they know in their hearts. "

The appearance was born from the heart. If he said that you were a devil, you would still be a devil even if you weren't.

Buddha and demon were all in a single thought and a single word.

The Holy King's defense shattered. The Buddhist light swept past the Holy King's body, and a bloody wound appeared on the Holy King's body. Holy blood splattered everywhere.

A Saint injured the Holy King!

The monk's figure could no longer be seen. It was as if he had really died.

In the world, the Holy King's expression became more and more ferocious. The aura around him began to become violent, like angry waves that began to sweep out.

"Pu!" "Pu!" "Pu!"

Rays of light cut through the energy and cut open the Saint's body, causing bloody wounds to appear.

The power of the Mantra was contained within the bloodstains. This power seemed to have a soul and was constantly eroding the Saint King's body and will.

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"Ah!"

The Holy King roared at the sky, his black hair dancing wildly in the wind. His Holy King Qi exploded like a raging sea, forming an indiscriminate energy attack that began to scatter in all directions.

As this energy surged wildly, the world in front of him began to tremble and distort.

"Powerful, truly too powerful.

He actually forced the Saint King to use such a barbaric and costly method to escape! "Xing Chen exclaimed as he looked at the battlefield.

Although Bright Moon and Brilliant didn't open their mouths, the astonishment in their eyes showed that they weren't calm at all.

"Boom!"

The spreading energy filled the entire world. When it reached a limit, the world exploded.

All the illusions around him disappeared, and the Holy King stood in the void. The many wounds on his body were real, and Saint blood dripped from his wounds.

With his hair disheveled and looking at the wounds on his body, the Holy King was in a sorry state. Anger began to burn in his heart.

He was beaten to such a state by a mere Saint, and in front of so many people. This was simply too humiliating.

He slowly turned his head and looked in front of him. The Monk's figure appeared there. He looked at the Monk and said word by word, "You. Must. Die!"

"Amitabha!"

The Monk's reply was only a Buddhist chant. Then, with a solemn expression, six light wheels appeared behind him.

"The power of the Mantra is already useless against me!" The Holy King's cold voice rang out.

His reminder was obviously unnecessary. The Monk wasn't using the power of the Mantra this time.

Behind the light wheels, a tall illusory figure appeared.

This figure was sitting cross-legged, but it was incomparably tall, and everyone had to look up to it.

The pure Buddhist power around the Monk was rapidly dissipating, and the tall Buddha figure behind him was quickly appearing.

Finally, the Monk's expression was clearly visible. He had a big belly and was grinning like a Maitreya Buddha.

He had a face that looked exactly like the monk's but was even more benevolent and kind than the monk at this moment.

"Buddha Dharma Body!"

Seeing the tall Maitreya Buddha behind him, Xing Chen was shocked and exclaimed, "It's actually the Buddha Dharma Body. This Monk can even condense such a Dharma Body."

At this moment, everyone was looking at the tall Buddha figure in shock. As for the Monk's body, it was completely ignored.

He was tall, like the ruler of heaven and earth, like a God Buddha.

He was smiling, and his smile was very benevolent. He lowered his head and looked at the Holy King with pity. He said, "Buddha, demon!

Are you a Buddha or a demon? "

The Holy King sensed danger. The Holy King's power surged as he looked at the other party warily. He was cautious and didn't answer.

He wasn't a Buddha, nor was he a demon. He was the Holy King!

The Holy King that everyone in the world looked up to!

"You're not a Buddha. You're a demon. Do you want to turn back into a demon and become a Buddha?" The tall Buddha spoke again.

The Holy King still didn't answer. He started to mobilize the power around him. After suffering a loss previously, he felt that it was inappropriate to answer. It was best not to answer.

"Demons can't walk in the world. I'll help you become a Buddha!

Amitabha! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the Buddha stretched out his hand. The void was shrouded in golden light. He slammed his palm down.

This palm had an unimaginably terrifying power. It wasn't helping a person become a Buddha. It was helping a person to go to heaven.

"Ha!"

The Holy King roared. He rushed forward, clenched his fists, and punched the sky.

"Boom!"

The surging power of the Holy King surrounded his body. With one strike, the palm print shattered.

However, the Holy King's body fell to the ground.

"Your obsession is too deep. You've become a demon too deeply.

Demons can't walk in the world! "

The Buddha spoke again. His voice was still as benevolent as ever. Then, he slammed his palm down again.

This time, there was a swastika rune on the palm print. The rune flashed and carried an even stronger aura.

A long saber appeared in the Holy King's hand. He held the long saber in his hand and slashed at the rune.

"Bang!"

The long saber slashed at the rune and there was a loud explosion. A strong force was transmitted. The long saber exploded and the palm print came crashing down.

The Holy King's body was hit. As the palm print came crashing down, it was as if it wanted to send the demon back to hell.

This scene was completely unexpected. The Saints in the distance were so shocked that they were speechless.

Who would have thought that a Holy King would be completely suppressed by a Saint right from the start?

Moreover, judging from the current battle, the Buddha seemed to be fighting for justice. He was forcefully subduing the demon.

However, the root of the matter was that they were here to snatch resources. They belonged to the evil side.

At the very least, this kind of battle had nothing to do with demons.

At this moment, whether it was Zi Chen, Xing Chen, or the others, they completely understood what was in the Buddha's eye.

In their eyes, there were only two kinds of people. One was the Buddha, and the other was the demon.

Whatever the Buddha said you were, you had to be.

Today, both sides were still friends. Naturally, they were Buddhas.

If they were enemies, they would be demons.

Zi Chen deeply understood this point.

The Devil Ape was the same. He remembered the first time he met the monk. The monk said that the Devil Ape was a great demon and had to be brought back to be suppressed. In fact, he wanted to keep the Devil Ape as a pet.

"Boom!"

The palm print exploded in the process of descending. The Holy King's body went against the sky again.

"Spirit Destruction Seal!"

As he soared into the sky, the battered Holy King started to form seals with his hands. A huge spiritual seal appeared in the void and went straight for the Buddha.

"You're so stubborn!

Demon Subduing Seal! "

A Buddha Light Seal appeared in front of the Buddha. There was still a swastika on the seal. As soon as the seal appeared, it went down and collided with the Spirit Destruction Seal.

"Boom!"

In the void, the two seals exploded, turning into terrifying energy that scattered in all directions.

The Holy King took advantage of the momentum and went up again. The seals in his hands changed again. "Spirit Destruction Seal, Second Form!"

Another spiritual seal appeared. This spiritual seal became more condensed and powerful as it went toward the Buddha.

"Amitabha!

Demon Subduing Pestle! "

The Buddha chanted. A demon subduing weapon that emitted golden light appeared in front of the Buddha and smashed toward the spiritual seal.

Everyone watched the battle in shock. It had to be said that the monk's strength exceeded everyone's expectations. He could actually fight a Holy King by himself.

One had to know that the Holy King was a Holy King!

"Clang!"

The Demon Subduing Pestle hit the spiritual seal and was instantly rebounded. Cracks appeared on the spiritual seal.

"Clang! Clang!"

The Demon Subduing Pestle that was rebounded fell again. After two more attacks, the spiritual seal was completely shattered.

Then, the Demon Subduing Pestle flew toward the Holy King and began to attack him fiercely.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on the battlefield. They were all focused on the battle between the Demon Subduing Pestle and the Holy King. No one was paying attention to the changes in the Buddha's expression.

If one paid attention, they would see that the Buddha was no longer merciful. Moreover, he was much less talkative. He was no longer calling the Holy King a demon. The Buddha's expression gradually became serious.

It could be seen that the demon he was fighting was making him feel exhausted.

"Clang!"

After the Demon Subduing Pestle was sent flying again, the Holy King raised his head and stared at the Buddha. His eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.

The wounds on his body had already healed during the battle.

It could be seen that although the battle looked exciting, it did not hurt him.

Looking at the Holy King charging forward again, the Buddha's tall figure could no longer hold on and instantly collapsed. Then, the Buddha's unique loud voice rang out.

"Demon Ape, come and help!"

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