"You're back?"
Li Zhenjiang looked back and found that the person coming was Lin Che, and he immediately showed an expression of uncontrollable surprise.
He was worried that Lin Che was trapped in the fortune treasure, but now he is out.
He also wanted to ask what exactly was in this treasure of luck.
But, at this time, it is not appropriate to say more.
"I'm glad you're back. This is the Thousand-Armed Buddha. His cultivation must be at the ninth level. I risked my life to only injure a few of his hands."
Lin Che's eyes were fixed on the Thousand-Armed Buddha in front of him. According to Li Zhenjiang's judgment, the Thousand-Armed Buddha was of the ninth grade, but whether it was really that or not would only be known after a fight.
At this moment, the Thousand-Armed Buddha had had eleven of his hands severed, and he looked extremely miserable.
Moreover, Li Zhenjiang's battle axe also hit the Thousand-Handed Buddha's clavicle and got stuck on the clavicle, which was also the reason why Li Zhenjiang was left with bare hands.
"You take a break!"
Lin Che casually summoned a dense mass of young vine shoots and began treating Li Zhenjiang on the spot.
At this time, Li Zhenjiang was already at the end of his strength, and he was supported by the nine Heavenly Soul Nails in his body, otherwise even his physical body would have been shattered.
"Amitabha—this benefactor, I see that you and my Buddha have a connection. Why don't you join the Buddhist sect and become my personal disciple... Hmm?"
In front, the tall Thousand-Armed Buddha slowly spoke, his voice echoing across heaven and earth, and he smiled kindly at Lin Che.
But he suddenly stopped talking midway, and a scowl slowly appeared on his huge face:
"The aura on you... You, a daring monster, lawless, you actually dared to kill Emperor Shitian. You deserve to die! Buddhism has no place for you!"
All of the Thousand-Armed Buddha's palms flipped over, and the densely packed eyes in their palms faced Lin Che. The next second, all the eyes opened instantly.
"Thousand-Eyed Buddha Light Soul-Destroying Formation!"
Boom!!
Lin Che only felt that the power of thousands of demonic Buddhas was about to shatter his soul.
But as soon as he got close, his righteous spirit blocked it.
“Suppress!!”
Lin Che roared, and a beam of righteous energy from heaven and earth, more than ten meters wide and as strong as a pillar of heaven, came crashing down and hit the Thousand-Armed Buddha's head.
"How dare you, monster!"
The Thousand-Armed Buddha screamed in fear, and the hands stretched above his head were shattered on the spot, falling down like clay chickens and dogs.
Lin Che circulated his powerful true energy. Having reached the semi-saint stage, his body had also undergone a transformation. Now, he had more than seventy-two vortex acupoints in his body.
Boom!!
His body turned into a cannonball and shot away, and he saw hundreds of Buddha's hands grabbing towards him.
Lin Che didn't try to dodge, but just rushed forward.
Bang!
The dazzling golden Buddha's hand was instantly shattered. Moreover, it happened one after another, and more than a dozen Buddha's hands were shattered into pieces.
The Thousand-Handed Buddha finally reacted, a look of horror on his face. He gathered his Buddha light and recited loudly:
"Thousand Hands Samsara Seal!"
All the Buddha's hands were retracted and began to form seals.
At first glance, those hand seals are different. There are lion seals, vase seals, diamond wheel seals, demon-subduing seals, wrathful Vajra King seals...
These Buddha seals bombarded Lin Che from different angles. Some were intended to shatter his soul, some were intended to lure him into a fantasy world, some were intended to shatter his body, some were intended to restrain his movements, and some were intended to plunge him into chaos...
When Lin Che saw the densely packed Buddhist seals, there was no fear on his face. He waved his hand, and a strong sense of righteousness gathered around his body.
"How dare you, the demon Buddha, be so presumptuous in front of me!"
Swish, swish, swish! !
[Nine Songs: Donghuang Taiyi]
In an instant, Lin Che casually wrote a poem in the air.
[On an auspicious day and a good time, the Emperor will be pleased. He strokes his long sword and jade earrings, and the sound of the jade rings is as clear as a crystal.]
Boom!!
This is a poem used in Chu lands for sacrifices to exorcise evil spirits. The Haoran sword has the power to slay demons.
Now it is infused with great and righteous energy, and it has the power to kill all the evil spirits in the world.
Boom!!
As soon as the poem came out, the Buddhist seals trembled on the spot, and then they broke on the spot like vases being hit.
“Ah!! No—”
The Thousand-Handed Buddha cried out in grief and anger: "What kind of monster are you?"
The Thousand-Armed Buddha thought that he was one of the best in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave. His Dharma was enough to make all the Buddhas bow down to him. But after meeting Lin Che, it seemed that his Dharma was no longer effective.
Lin Che was protected by a righteous spirit and used brute force to break many of his tricks.
This is not the usual scene where he competes with other Buddhas in Buddhist teachings.
boom!
The next second, Lin Che rushed to the Thousand-Handed Buddha and punched him in the face. Blood splattered from the Buddha's face, and cracks appeared on it.
The Thousand-Armed Buddha wanted to retreat and dodge, but he was suppressed by the righteous energy and couldn't do it at all. He had no choice but to use his Buddha hands to continue hitting forward.
Lin Che flashed, and with a crackling sound, a long lightning whip condensed in his hand. Looking closely, withered vines and streams of sword energy were entwined within it.
"You have a lot of Buddha's hands, don't you?"
Lin Che lashed out with the electric whip in his hand, breaking a Buddha's hand with a bang.
Come again!!
Lin Che's figure flashed, but the electric whip in his hand never stopped, and he lashed at those Buddha hands one after another.
Amidst bursts of screams, one Buddha's hand after another fell from mid-air.
The Thousand-armed Buddha was a hundred meters tall, and beneath his feet gathered many Rakshasas and celestial beings. When they looked up into the sky and saw the broken Buddha's hands falling, they were immediately terrified and fled, shouting, "Bodhisattva, save me!"
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