"Tathagata, do you remember that not long ago, four paper figures went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven?"
Qin Ye stepped forward with his paper figure, and all his divine power was condensed into a golden thunder dragon.
The sound of dragon roars.
Qin Ye seemed to have become a dragon's nest, giving birth to an ancient dragon that was unprecedented in history.
Tang Sanzang looked up.
Dark clouds covered the sky during the Qin night. As they moved, the darkness blocked out the sun, making it so oppressive that even gods would be suffocated.
Tang Sanzang almost thought that Qin Ye was the one representing evil and darkness, with an aura that was so powerful that even the compassionate expression on the face of Tathagata Buddha had subsided.
"Everyone says the Night King is powerful, but after seeing him today, even a paper figurine incarnation is only a glimpse of the whole thing."
Although the Buddha's expression changed, there was no sign of retreat.
Put your hands together.
Responded to Qin Ye.
"Paper figurines? If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. It turns out that day when people from Amaterasu came to investigate the Great Leiyin Temple, four of the paper figurines belonged to you."
The Tathagata Buddha recalls me.
"So the master they are talking about is you, the Night King."
The sound falls instantly.
Qin Ye was less than three meters away from the Buddha.
The strange behaviors displayed by the two characters are all evil.
Those who don't know might think that the fallen dark gods are fighting for the ownership of darkness.
And then nothing happened. Qin Ye slapped out with his palm, and a golden thunder dragon with a body of lightning shot out with his palm. The Buddha said nothing, raised his hand and slapped out with a palm print.
This scene will be recorded in mythological history.
One side is paper-made figures.
On one side are the gods who once ruled the Western Paradise.
The two sides clashed with each other, but there was no unilateral defeat. The paper-made man slapped out madly, and the god who controlled the Western Heaven fought back. Their palms kept colliding, and they collided tens of thousands of times in the blink of an eye.
Golden thunder was surging, and the dark Buddha light turned into lightning, accompanying the continuous crackling sound of palm strikes.
The speed is too fast.
Except for the deafening sound.
It was a dazzling array of palms clapping out.
Erlang Shen looked over and saw Qin Ye's paper figurines and Tathagata Buddha, with his hands transformed into thousands, as if thousands of hands were colliding at the same time. Erlang Shen opened his third eye between his eyebrows and looked over.
Then I realized that my hands are not thousands.
The hands are just the hands of both parties.
Yet, they formed into thousands of real hands. The reason for this was the collision of the terrifying divine powers of both sides, which created a shocking phenomenon. It was like Qin Ye and Tathagata Buddha from three different timelines in the past, future, and present...
They are from different timelines, but they come together across time to fight the enemy together.
"This paper figure of the Night King is not simple. It can carry the past, present, and future."
Erlang Shen came to Tang Sanzang's side. He originally wanted to suppress Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng together with the Cthulhu gods.
The result may be that he was defeated by the Buddha before.
Cthulhu turned around and asked him to go aside, and suppressed Zhu Bajie alone.
Tang Sanzang.
"His paper figurine is not simple, and he is not simple either. If you were to fight Tathagata Buddha with your incarnation, would you be able to achieve such a level?"
He put his hands together and while asking the question, he not only glanced at Erlang Shen, but also cast his eyes on Sun Wukong.
Judging solely from the battle between Qin Ye's paper figurines and the Buddha, Tang Sanzang could be certain that his own strength was definitely inferior to Qin Ye's. He was also unable to judge the strength of Qin Ye, who was stronger than himself.
We can only leave the judgment to Erlang Shen.
"cannot."
Erlang Shen answered very clearly and concisely.
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