Volume 1 Chapter 472 Let’s Fight
Chapter 472 Let’s Fight
The Ghost Emperor was furious. These bastards had everything. The ghost energy was filled with changes. They gathered together to form a six-armed Rakshasa. Each of them held a Yin Soul Pearl, Bone Knife, Bone Sword, Bone Shield and other Yin Ming magic weapons and smashed them hard against the lotus platform.
Zhang Tianfang shouted: "He is going to fight to the death." As soon as the voice fell, the Yin Ming magic weapon hit the lotus petals, and with just a hard collision, a piece of the lotus platform was smashed off, and the white petals scattered and fell. The lotus platform was smashed and shook violently, shaking everyone’s home and tilting outward. Everyone flew into the air to avoid being affected.
At this time, the two monks, one old and one young, shouted one after another. Bukong shouted: "Lotus grows every step." The lotus platform automatically repaired. The old monk in the sky shouted: "Ten thousand Buddhas pay homage to the master." Eighteen golden arhats put on various Dharma images, burst out eighteen Buddhist seals, and flew towards the old monk together. The old monk lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hands slightly, and summoned the Light Dharma King in front of him. Eighteen Buddhist seals hit the Light Dharma King, and a dazzling white light burst out. It was not at all like the pure, gentle, loving and generous Buddhas said, but more like the cold-blooded and ruthless Asura of Hell, except that this light was white, controlled by the profound Buddhist power, showing the brilliant righteousness.
The Light Dharma King stamped his feet, transformed into a three-headed and six-armed Dharma body, holding the treasure bottle and umbrella and other Buddhist tools to block the Ghost Emperor's incarnation. The Ghost Emperor also had three heads, and one of them said gloomily: "Can't help it? Are you going to do it?" The bone sword waved, and the sky and the earth turned white immediately. As long as the eyes could see, there were bone swords, stabbing the Light Dharma King frantically.
The Light Dharma King waved the umbrella, taking away all the light, and darkness enveloped the earth. Those bone swords in the darkness didn't know where they flew to, and they had lost their traces without making any sound. The left and right heads of the Ghost Emperor's incarnation opened their mouths and sprayed violently, and two light balls spewed out of their mouths, like two little suns bringing light again. Looking at the bone sword again, it was indeed gone. I don't know what the old monk did.
The Light Dharma King held up the treasure bottle horizontally, pointed the bottle mouth at the two light balls, and shouted: "Collect." The two light balls were collected, and the world turned from day to night again.
Zhang Tianfang curled his lips and said: "Who is the Buddha and who is the ghost? What is the black and white?"
The two light balls were collected, and the ghost emperor incarnation showed a grim smile at the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Explosion." Then the treasure bottle was shaken and flew high, and a dull sound came from inside, which lasted for a while. The light Dharma King recalled the treasure bottle and whispered: "The Yin Lingzhu is just like this."
The ghost emperor incarnation was frustrated twice, but he was not in a hurry. He replied softly: "It's just like this." He actually learned to pinch the Buddha's finger and looked at the treasure bottle again. The originally flawless and smooth surface suddenly appeared black lines, which messed up the treasure bottle. The ghost emperor incarnation whispered softly: "Explosion." The voice was very soft and light, but the consequences were earth-shattering. The treasure bottle exploded into pieces with a bang.
This time, it was the Light Dharma King who was defeated. The two guys had fought several times and knew each other's methods. There were wins and losses every time. The Light Dharma King was not in a hurry. He said in a magnificent voice: "You actually learned the Buddha's skills. The Ghost King is really good at methods."
When he said these two words, he reminded the Ghost King what he should do. The bone knife in his hand slashed at the Light Dharma King. The knife was upright and without a trace of evil, giving people a sense of the righteousness of the world.
The Light Dharma King waved his umbrella lightly, the night was gone, and the light reappeared. Countless ant-like insects flew out of the umbrella. They had no wings but could fly. They lingered in front of the bone knife, and then the bone knife chopped into the insect swarm with a sound, and then the bone knife disappeared.
The Ghost King incarnation didn't care about losing the bone knife at all. When attacking the Light Dharma King, a Yin Qi floated between the three heads and floated towards Zhang Tianfang. When the bone knife was destroyed, the Yin Qi had already entangled Zhang Tianfang's throat, waiting to be twisted lightly to cut off his head and occupy his body.
The nine ghost kings in the ghost sword were much weaker than the ghost kings outside due to the restrictions of the ghost sword, but their ability to perceive danger was not bad at all, and they slashed at the Yin Qi on their own. Zhang Tianfang was a Buddha killer, and he also had Yin-Yang eyes, so he was most sensitive to ghosts. The Yin Qi attacked very quickly, and Zhang Tianfang raised his hand to grab it. Because the Yin Qi was too fast, the situation was critical, and the swastika mark in his palm burst into dazzling golden light. When the Yin Qi was about to strangle him, the golden light swept the Yin Qi, and the Yin Qi made a strange cry like a monkey stepped on its foot and fled away.
At the same time, the Ghost King incarnation let out a cry: "You dare to destroy my Yin Ling Dharma Body?" He hurriedly summoned the Yin Qi into his body, and then he saw that the Ghost King was a little sluggish.
The ghost sword slashed the Yin Qi and missed, and took advantage of the momentum to slash at the Ghost King's incarnation. Seeing that it was about to chop off one of the heads, it suddenly turned back quickly, much faster than the momentum. Zhang Tianfang was surprised, and a huge shadow pressed down in front of him. With a bang, a huge mountain in the shape of a palm hit the body of the Ghost King incarnation. The giant mountain fell, and the eighteen golden arhats and the old monk in the sky chanted the Wanfa Buddha mantra together. Golden light broke through the air and was imprinted on the giant mountain. The more and faster the monks chanted, the more and faster the golden light broke through the air, and in a moment, the giant mountain turned into a golden mountain with golden light.
Each mantra added a weight. When the golden mountain became heavier and heavier, the eighteen arhats stopped chanting, and the old monk in the sky finally shouted: "Wanfa Chaozong." Two big characters appeared on the golden mountain, the front was Buddha and the back was Dharma, one positive and one negative firmly fixed the golden mountain.
Zhang Tianfang asked: "Is it over?" Looking at a bunch of monks in the sky, those bald heads had no expression on their faces, and cursed in a low voice: "Winning is like losing your mother."
As soon as the words came out, the golden mountain exploded, as if the whole world was about to be destroyed. There was no light and no sound. I couldn't see anything with my eyes open, and I couldn't hear anything with my ears open. I could only feel the shaking, the world was shaking.
After a while, the shaking stopped, and Jinshan and the high mountain they were standing on disappeared. The huge explosion blew the mountain into a big crater. Zhang Tianfang asked with his eyes wide open: "What? What's going on? What happened?"
Nineteen great monks in the air ignored him, and the sky shouted: "Chase." A group of monks flew eastward.
Zhang Tianfang looked around and asked again: "What happened?" Zhang Pa looked at the girls and saw that no one was injured, and then said: "The ghost king seems to have run away."
Zhang Tianfang lowered his head to think, then looked at the ghost knife, raised his hand and stroked it gently: "I'm sorry for you." The ghost king has the ability to reach the sky, but the nine ghost kings have become nothing after refining the ghost knife. It's hard to even kill a Yuanying cultivator. I think they feel even worse. The nine ghost kings felt Zhang Tianfang's mood and buzzed, as if to comfort him. Zhang Tianfang felt more and more uncomfortable, holding the ghost knife and sitting down on the ground, not saying a word, not moving, not knowing what he was thinking.
The girls wanted to comfort them, but were stopped by Zhang Pa: "Let him sit for a while." Fang Jian whispered: "If he finds out what the old monk did just now, he will feel even worse." Zhang Pa nodded and looked at Bukong. Bukong was a little embarrassed, put away the lotus platform, and changed back to the moon-white monk robe and put it on.
Zhang Tianfang sat for a while, then stood up and said, "Let's go back to Yue." He was a native of Sheng Country, but he thought that Yue Country on the other side of the desert was his roots.