"Tahuhu." The candidate Buddha Yi Tianxing said this.

"Buldog." The genuine Buddha bird Yi Zhu responded so much.

The little guy looked at the Arhat Bodhisattva from all directions and said, "There are bald donkeys everywhere, where can I pull them away?"

The battle had started for a while, but the heavenly fire on the two masters was powerful, and the powerful Pure Land were unable to get close to them.

However, the Arhat Bodhisattvas in the Pure Land of the Western Land are not vegetarians. The bright and virgin light on their bodies is exactly the most suitable one for resisting high temperatures in the aura of heaven. Although it seems to be transformed at a touch under Yi Zhu's fire wings, the clear and virgin light is really quite high. Yi Zhu's heavenly fire suddenly appears, and in an instant, it increases the temperature of the heavenly fire outside the body to a terrible state, which seems to be a bit unsustainable, as if the fire element in the body is temporarily spaced.

A faint blood-red flame was burning on the wings under Yiren's ribs, and the flames were a little dark.

Yi Tianxing reminded his son: "Save some effort to burn it. It's less and less fire on your body. What if it burns all?"

"Stay green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood. And you have such a big firewood, what are you afraid of?" Yi Zhu pursed his red lips and laughed: "What should I do next?"

What to do next?

Yi Tianxing himself didn't know that the road ahead was blocked. Although the heavenly fire of his father and his son was the supreme weapon, the treasure light on the Buddha's son would always consume too much of their fire. If these tens of thousands of bald heads were stuck there, they would have to burn them all. Wouldn't he burn the fire all over? After this speed drops, it would be difficult to increase it to the point where gods and Buddhas are unhindered.

Especially at the last side of the Nine Blue Star, the seemingly inconspicuous little bottle was emitting a faint light, as if it was like a beast lurking in the darkness. It was ready to emit the most terrifying blow at any time.

Although there are many adventures in the Diyi Tianxing and countless teachers and friends who have helped him practice, the tragic phenomenon of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva in the Snow Field, the battle royale from Meiling to the provincial capital, and many memories make him clearly understand that with his current state of practice, he faces the terrifying Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. He will definitely not get much benefit.

What's more, the man was still in the dim blue spark, distant from afar, and I don't know when and how to start it.

Yi Tianxing's faint eyes penetrated the starry curtain composed of countless Arhat Bodhisattvas. Looking at the bottle, his eyebrows suddenly trembled slightly, and he looked at Yi Zhu who was wandering around him with the power of a fire phoenix.

With a touch of sight, the father and son understood what each other thoughts, thoughts, plans and plans.

Just as he was about to take action, Yi Tianxing's slightly trembling eyebrows pulled down with a hint of astonishment and anger, looking a little angry and strongly uneasy.

In the space, a faint breath came over and spread quickly.

This breath is extremely pure, mixed with the taste of five colors, making it possible for the heavens to see the Bodhisattva statue in front of them.

The stars slowly flowing in the sky stopped, revealing the dense appearance of Arhat Bodhisattva.

The Arhats and Bodhisattvas all joined forces and explored towards the breath.

A bottle broke through the distance of space and floated over from the passage where the Arhat Formation deliberately made way. It was about tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Yi family's father and son, and stopped.

Yi Tianxing didn't look at him, but instead turned his head slightly, tilted his head in the direction of the bottle, and threw it to a certain place in the universe.

He and the other party sensed this pure Buddha sect aura at the same time, so it was a bit strange that who would deliberately spread his breath and spiritual consciousness to this place at this time - and it was very obvious. Although this aura was not very powerful, it was very pure. Surrounded by tens of thousands of Arhats and Little Bodhisattvas in this universe, he clearly protected his level and immediately became prominent.

It's even more purer than the breath in that bottle.

Such a pure aura of the Buddha Sect is naturally a great man.

This is a war between Maitreya and the Western Pure Land. Sunlight Bodhisattva has already expressed neutrality on behalf of the Eastern Pure Land. Yi Tianxing really couldn't think of it. There is another great Bodhisattva with profound supernatural powers that would be mixed into this matter. He couldn't help but be a little curious and doubtful. He didn't know whether the person who came was a friend or an enemy, and he was even more uneasy, afraid that it was the one he guessed.

It was obvious that the faint and glowing bottle didn't know, and you could vaguely see the mouth of the bottle tilting slightly downward, as if listening to the breath.

"Protect me." Yi Tianxing said lightly, then sat cross-legged in the deep universe, formed a scattered lotus throne, and began to realize the origin of this breath with his deepest lotus corpse seal.

A faint Buddha breath emerged from his body, and like the bottle tens of thousands of kilometers away, he explored into the deep and bottomless space in the middle.

The Arhat Bodhisattva in the sky also stopped attacking at this time. Yi Zhu danced his wings and returned, Leng Ran stood behind Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing's thrust and pulled his eyebrows suddenly stood up like a sword, as if he was angry as if he wanted to choose someone.

The dark and glowing bottle in the distance suddenly straightened up, as if he had discovered something very serious at the same time.

"What's wrong?"

"It's indeed that idiot bald donkey."

Yi Tianxing sneered on his face, his lips were full of sarcastic sarcasm, but a trace of deep worry flashed in his eyes unexpectedly that could not be concealed. The scolding was a scolding, but the kind of scolding was heartbroken.

It prompted him and the bottle to cast the breath of supreme attention at the same time, and gradually condensed in the battlefield. As the green light flashed, it formed a picture: This picture is a story on earth, and it seemed that someone was holding a magic meeting in that green mountain. His magic power was amazing, and he heard it moving to the sky, and actually spread the breath to the heaven.

"Why can things on earth be transmitted to this heaven?" Yi Tianxing stared at Wutai Qingshan in the picture, and the monks in the Yanjiao Temple sighed quietly.

Yi Tianxing was not familiar with the monks in the picture, but he stared at the handsome young monk sitting on the threshold of the Yanjiao Temple, gritted his teeth and said, "Why did he leave the provincial capital!"

Yi Zhu's eyes swept across the breath and scratched his head and said, "Why did the master's courage suddenly become so bold?"

Master Yi Zhudi is naturally Ye Xiang.

That beautiful Ye Xiang.

That damn Ye Xiang.

The Ye Xiang who deliberately went to Mount Wutai to hold a Dharma Assembly, and wanted to lure the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta to the earth, and wanted to share some worries for the two men of the Yi family, so he was looking for death.

Ye Xiang's breath was magnified by the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva and spread from the human world to the Buddha realm.

"I heard this: For a moment, the Buddha was in the Jetavana tree in the Kingdom of Shravas to the Lonely Garden..."

On Mount Wutai, the sound of the chanting of the Prajna Sutra of Manjushri actually rushed to the sky, rinsing the bloody air in the darkness clean.

The breath disappeared, and the sound of Buddha chanting on Mount Wutai in the distant world could no longer be heard, but the powerful people who were chasing Yi Tianxing in the Buddha world knew that Manjushri Bodhisattva... finally woke up.

The bottle moved, and the faint light on the bottle was flowing slightly, like a beauty's eyes turning and thinking.

The Arhat Bodhisattva in the sky also moved.

It seems that he is weighing how to choose. The person surrounded by everyone is Maitreya in this world. The troubles in the Western Pure Land are the ones that Amitabha Buddha is most reluctant to see him growing up.

The one who deliberately exposes his breath in the world is the great disciple of the Buddha, the number one heir of Mount Sumeru, and the five hundred years of blood feud in the Pure Land of the West.

No matter which character you are, you are the object that must be concentrated in the Pure Land to kill him. At this time, one is in the human world and the other is in the Buddha land, revealing his own breath.

Which one will Pure Land Sect choose to kill?

For that bottle, this is a problem.

For those Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the sky, this is a question that bottles should think about.

So the bottle slowly sank into the darkness.

"Silly Ye Xiang." Yi Tianxing closed his eyes slightly, looking at the space under his feet, and said quietly: "The Buddha feeds the eagle with his body, because he can't die anyway. He plays this to sacrifice his life to save people. Don't you know that it will be easy for Dashizhi to kill him?"

"What should I do?" Yi Zhu clenched his fists and looked at him.

"Cold." Yi Tianxing replied coldly, looking at the countless Pure Land Arhat Bodhisattvas on the top of their heads, with a golden stick across their chest with his right hand, holding the stick head with his right hand, and slowly pulling out a shiny sword from it. The sword was cast with a rune, and an ancient meaning came out of the sword. It was extremely cold and fierce. It seemed that the blood of countless gods and Buddhas had been drunk.

"Zhu Xian Sword." Yi Zhu immediately recognized it.

This was sent back by Riguang Bodhisattva at the Dharma Assembly yesterday. When Yi Tianxing left Putuo, he naturally would not take his treasure away.

Yi Zhu shrugged, stretched out two fingers to pinch the hilt of the sword from Yi Tianxing's hand, and sniffed, "I don't like using this very much."

"How can you do it just by burning fire?" Yi Tianxing sneered, pointing at the Pure Land Arhats all over the sky and said, "This is the same as roasting chicken. The precious light on these Arhat Bodhisattvas is like a protective film, like thick old chicken skin. If it is burned directly, it is difficult to burn thoroughly. If you use a sword to cut them into pieces, then burn them again, it will be easy to burn the cake."

"Cooking skills can also be used to kill monks."

"Everything can enter the Tao."

The father and son said these neither salty nor light words, but the expressions of the Arhat Bodhisattvas in the sky became strange. They knew that these two were disciples of the Fighting and Warrior Buddha, and the other was the most vicious Dapeng back then. When they heard the other party talking about roasting chicken and cutting meat, they couldn't help but subconsciously worry about their treasure body.

"What should Master Ye Xiang do?"

"The bottle is gone." Yi Tianxing shrugged, "I guess the big persimmon has gone down to earth to kill him. Let's kill all these monks as soon as possible, and then go home. As long as you rescue your master, you can always get revenge."

"Okay." Yi Zhu spitted, and a little spark left his lips, illuminating the space in front of him.

The reason why Yi Tianxing said this was because he was very worried about Ye Xiang, so he deliberately acted more viciously, pretending to be a demon king, and trying to keep the great momentum here - Ye Xiang wanted to save him, he wanted to save Ye Xiang, all of this was for the gorgeous love girl!

If the great power comes to the point of leaving, these Arhats from Pure Land will not be able to stop them, father and son.

For some reason, Yi Tianxing is very sure that Dashizhi will not leave here quietly and sneak into the world.

He will definitely take action.

But I just don't know when he will take action.

There seems to be endless danger hidden in the dark space, but this danger will not happen when. This kind of waiting always makes people feel weak and powerless.

Two loud shouts burst out from Yi Tianxing and Yi Zhu's mouths at the same time, one with rough sounds like thunder, and the other with clear sounds like phoenixes.

Two fire dragons rushed into the Arhat Formation, and the stars were lit up, and the golden stick and the Zhuxian Sword were killed in all directions, and the Arhat corpses fell down everywhere, floating in a space without gravity.

And these Arhats had no heads, and those heads had been burned by all the evil spirits in the fire.

The killing begins again.

But after a moment, it stopped abruptly.

One foot, the other ordinary, wearing a pair of straw sandals, gently stepped on Yi Tianxing's golden stick.

The golden stick in Yi Tianxing's hand was taught by a stone monkey. Its momentum was like thunder and its movement was like a spirit. In an instant, it could sweep thousands of sticks. A stick shadow could not be seen clearly by the naked eye.

But that foot stepped on the front of the stick lightly.

The loud bang seemed very inconsistent compared to such gentle contact.

As soon as the feet touched the head of the stick, the golden stick stopped waving.

And the foot also clicked and made a crisp sound. The straw sandals broke from the lace at the front thumb, and then broke back along the structure of the straw sandals.

The barefoot nails were dyed with the color of garlands, which was very beautiful.

The huge power of the golden stick was stopped by this foot, and the power spread up, shattering the color on the toenails.

Immediately afterwards, the skin on the foot also broke, revealing a bloody color like a spider web.

There was also a tearing sound from the ankle, which should be the sound of joint fracture.

But the great power of the golden stick can only invade and kill the ankle, and can no longer reach an inch or even an inch.

Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta stepped on the head of the golden stick, and behind him was the deep universe, with wide sleeves on his body, looking light and beautiful.
Chapter completed!