Chapter 128: The Great Buddha's Voice Transforming the Drought Demon
"Boom!" A loud sound exploded.
The golden Buddha exploded into golden light and was swallowed by the black gas, disappearing.
"It exploded?"
"Even Master Mingzhi is no match?"
"This can't even be compared, it's too scary!"
"The battle general of the ancient evil god is so strong!"
When Luo Liuyan's few people looked at this scene, there was scorn in their eyes.
"Buzz ......"
Suddenly, amidst the black qi, two blood lights directly stared at Luo Liu Yan and others. This stare was like a death stare.
Luo Liuyan's five people's scalp exploded, and their hair roots stood up all over. Their whole person was like sinking into hell, shaking violently uncontrollably.
The Drought Demon glared at them, and surprisingly, they could not produce a half battle intention. Even moving a finger was already extremely difficult.
This was simply an existence that there was no way to deal with.
What to do?
"Boom! Boom ......"
The Drought Demon took a step and walked towards them step by step. With each step, the ground was shaken, and the dust exploded, and shock waves rose in succession, impacting everyone in a row.
"Boom ......" Their bodies were crashing back and forth among the rubble. It looked very miserable.
If they were an ordinary ascendant realm, they would have been blown into pieces by the shock waves.
Nonetheless.
At this moment, they were also severely injured, falling to the ground and spitting blood.
"Buzz ......" The sky trembled.
The Drought Demon stretched out a big hand that covered the sky and probed down from the sky. Under the big hand, the pressure was like the Milky Way pouring out, descending from the sky with a destructive force.
The ground seemed to be unable to bear the pressure as it was rapidly collapsing.
As soon as the big hand was about to press on the five people.
At this moment.
"Therefore, Prajna Paramita is the great divine incantation, is the great bright incantation, is the supreme incantation ......"
A scripture came flying in swiftly.
Above Luo Liuyan's head, they quickly merged, forming a hundred-meter-tall golden Buddha. The golden Buddha folded his hands and recited the words in his mouth.
With Ning Mingzhi reciting the sutras, the Golden Buddha also grew up quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a two-hundred-meter-tall golden Buddha.
"Omm ......"
On the golden Buddha's body, scriptures filled the sky and danced rapidly around him.
"Buzz ......"
A golden hand seal condensed into shape, aimed at the Drought Demon's big hand that covered the sky and blasted away.
"Boom ......" There was a loud sound.
The Drought Demon's body stomped straight back and sat on its buttocks on the ground.
"Boom ......" The mountains and rivers shook, and the dust exploded.
Luo Liuyan and the others rushed up to the sky. Finally, they blasted heavily to the ground again. They felt dizzy, and their eyes were sparkling.
"Howl ......"
The Drought Demon struggled to stand up and let out a roar, his eyes staring at the golden Buddha as he roared in anger.
"Damned vultures!"
After saying this, the Drought Demon drew up the iron chain on his body, aimed at the golden Buddha, and swiped it over at once.
"Boom ......" The air exploded, and the airwaves were boundless. The sky seemed to be drawn apart as the explosion continued.
In front of the golden Buddha, a golden hand once again condensed and blocked in front.
"Boom ......"
The giant black iron chain pierced the golden hand, directly aiming at the golden Buddha. Half of the Golden Buddha's body was scattered by life. Countless scriptures evaporated instantly.
The remaining half of the scriptures, flying rapidly, once again condensed into a hundred meters high golden Buddha.
"Damned bald ass!"
The Drought Demon turned around, and his two gazes directly fixed on Ning Mingzhi.
At this moment.
Ning Mingzhi's body was like being imprisoned, and it was extremely difficult to move. Even the chanting of sutras slowed down several times.
"It's finished ...... finished!"
InNing Mingzhi's eyes, there was despair when he sensed that the Drought Demon was coming towards him step by step.
Several kilometers away.
Mo Shan watched this scene. The corners of his mouth were all cold smiles.
"Godly Cunning Immortal?"
"Calculating everything?"
"Able to do anything? Omnipotent?"
"Shame on you!"
"In my opinion, the Godly Cunning Immortal is a piece of trash!"
"Die!" There was a cruel cold smile on his face when Mo Shan looked at this scene.
Farther away.
Mo Hun watched this scene and secretly shook his head.
"The Godly Cunning Immortal is so weak? If I had known, I wouldn't have needed the Drought Demon, I would have done it directly!"
"Hmph, such a weak body, I don't want it, Drought Demon just destroys him!" Mo Hun muttered to himself.
With this sound, the Drought Demon's expression changed. He stretched out a big hand that covered the sky, aimed at Ning Mingzhi, and pressed down.
The Drought Demon completely ignored the attack of the Golden Buddha behind him. At the moment, the Drought Demon was about to hit Ning Mingzhi to death.
At this time.
"Sarizi, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color ......"
The Great Buddha's voice was floating down from the void. Countless scriptures fluttered all over the sky, wrapping Ning Mingzhi in an instant.
At the same time.
The Drought Demon giant palm fell right on Ning Mingzhi's head.
"Boom ......" There was a deafening sound.
The Drought Demon's body stomped straight back and sat on its buttocks, blocking the river. After getting up, a heart-shaped lake took shape, and the river poured in.
"Omm ......"
The scriptures that flew out from the void quickly drilled into the Golden Buddha's body.
The Golden Buddha grew larger rapidly. In less than a moment, it grew to two thousand meters.
The top of the sky and the ground glistened. It looked like a heavenly god who opened up the sky and the earth.
"Damned bald donkey!"
When the Drought Demon saw this scene, he roared in anger. Holding the chain in his hand, he blasted it at the Golden Buddha.
"Swoosh ......" The sound of breaking through the air exploded.
The iron chain rushed forward and hit the golden Buddha's finger in an instant.
"Ding ......" The sound of metal clanging was heard.
The Golden Buddha's two fingers gently squeezed the iron chain.
"Damned you pests!"
The Drought Demon roared in anger, and his withered arms suddenly bulged up. Explosive muscles grew all over his arm.
He pulled hard, and the chain crumbled tightly as if it was about to break apart. However, with all his strength, he still could not pull back the chain.
"You have a destiny with Buddha, accept the decree!"
The Golden Buddha did not change his face and spat out a Buddhist chanting. Then, the second finger gently squeezed.
"Boom!" A sound exploded. The iron chain disintegrated into pieces and disappeared.
"Boom ......" The Drought Demon sat down on his butt again, pressing and sinking a piece of mud. After he struggled to get up, another lake took shape.
"Damn bald ......" The words did not fall.
"Therefore, the Prajna Paramita is more than a mantra, that is, the mantra says: unfolding and unfolding..."
The Golden Buddha opened his mouth, and a line of scriptures came flying in, covering the Drought Demon.
"Ah ......" The Drought Demon fell to the ground and kept struggling. The black qi on his body was rapidly dissipating. These scriptures, at the same time, also danced around to Mo Hun and Mo Shan.
"Ah ......" Mo Shan fell to the ground and was screaming in agony.
"Damn Godly Cunning Immortal, stop, stop!"
The black qi on Mo Shan's body disappeared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Zip ......" A sound of frying meat rang out. Mo Shan's body quickly melted, turning into a puddle of black mud. A stream of white smoke, mixed with a foul odor, gushed out from his body and spread all around.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Shan had left only a skeleton, standing there quietly. After the wind blew, the skeleton cracked and burst into pieces. From life to death, it was just in an instant.
"Ah ......" Farther away, Mo Hun also fell to the ground and kept screaming miserably. The black qi on his body rapidly disappeared.
The moment the black qi dissipates, it was the moment his body melted and died a miserable death.
"Godly Immortal, you have won this time!"
"If we meet again, I will make sure you die!"
After saying that, there was incomparable flesh pain on Mo Hun's face as he took out a talisman paper wrapped in black qi. He gently squeezed it.
"Buzz ......" The talisman paper ignited a black flame.
A figure that looked like a black soul took form. The scriptures danced away from Mo Hun and all attacking that figure.
"Omm ......" Mo Hun's real body slowly disappeared from its original place.
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