"How can such a trivial trick trap me?" Fang Jian's voice sounded from behind Zhengshan Mingwang.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Taiyi Golden Light Sword had already chopped down on Zhengshan Mingwang's neck, but... it didn't work. The Taiyi Golden Light Sword failed to break Zhengshan Mingwang's physical defense.
Fang Jian's face was slightly serious, and he immediately understood that this was the divine power of the Dharma body of "Wei Ling Jin Gang". He stopped fighting and fled a thousand feet away with a flash of lightning under his feet.
Zhengshan Mingwang's face changed drastically, but he reacted extremely quickly. He chanted the mantra, and the robes on his upper body instantly fell apart, revealing his muscular body.
Then, a golden light flashed behind Zhengshan Mingwang, and a huge crack suddenly appeared on his back. In the crack, an arm covered with palms suddenly reached out towards Fang Jian.
When Fang Jian saw this scene, his hair stood on end. Even he was frightened by the arm covered with palms.
But Fang Jian was not panicked. He immediately formed a seal with his hands and unleashed the Five Heavenly Thunders: Divine Thunder.
'Boom'
A clear bolt of thunder came down from the sky and instantly struck the arm that made one's scalp tingle.
Then, only a shrill scream was heard from Zhengshan Mingwang, and the arm covered with palms was instantly turned into ashes by the Shenxiao Thunder. The crack on Zhengshan Mingwang's back was instantly charred, and clouds of black smoke came out of it.
Zhengshan Mingwang's energy suddenly dropped, and Fang Jian took this opportunity to step forward with a sword. In a flash of lightning, Fang Jian appeared behind Zhengshan Mingwang. With a "puff", the Taiyi Jinguan sword pierced directly into the crack on Zhengshan Mingwang's back and came out from his chest. Zhengshan Mingwang's golden blood instantly filled the sky.
"ah!!!"
Zhengshan Mingwang let out a series of shrill screams, his Vajra Dharmakaya was directly broken, and his body instantly returned to its original size.
The monks of Huayan Temple who were besieging Tang Yu below heard the screams of Zhengshan Mingwang, and their faces suddenly changed. Then they withdrew from the battle with Tang Yu and flew towards Zhengshan Mingwang instead.
Seeing this, Tang Yu swung his sword and killed the dozen or so Xuanxian monks who were closest to him. Then he stepped on the fairy light and chased after the eight Jinxian monks and thirteen Taiyi Xuanxian who were flying towards Zhengshan Mingwang.
After all, Tang Yu is the son of Di Jun. His magical powers are mysterious and powerful. The Taorui Shuangqing Sword in his hand is no less powerful than Fang Jian's Taiyi Jinguan Sword, and can even be compared with Fang Jian's 'Taihuang Bell'.
Soon, the thirteen Taiyi Xuanxian were caught up by Tang Yu, and after a fierce fight, they were all killed by Tang Yu.
But the eight Golden Immortal monks had already rushed to Fang Jian, wanting to save Zhengshan Mingwang.
Fang Jian's eyes turned slightly cold, and he formed a palm with his left hand, condensed the divine thunder and slashed it out with a palm. Thunder roared and lightning flashed. The eight golden immortal monks were instantly smashed into dust, and their souls and bodies were destroyed!
But at this moment, Tang Yu below suddenly shouted to Fang Jian: "Sir Shangshu, be careful!"
Fang Jian was suddenly startled when he heard this, and quickly turned his head to look, only to see a beam of precious light coming from afar, flying down in the blink of an eye, and hitting Fang Jian with a "bang".
This was the first time Fang Jian had been hit head-on by a magical weapon since he had cultivated the 'Purple Thunder Spirit Body'. Fang Jian felt a tightness in his chest, a breath of air instantly split apart, and the magic power in his body instantly became chaotic.
Fang Jian himself was also blown hundreds of feet away by this precious light. Tang Yu transformed into a fairy light and flew behind Fang Jian to support him. "Sir Shangshu, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Fang Jian steadied his body, raised his left hand and waved it gently, then he reorganized his breath, straightened out his magic power, and then looked towards the direction where the precious light came from.
I saw a golden light coming, and a Buddha's light flew out from the golden light, covering the seriously injured Zhengshan Mingwang and pulling him into the golden light.
Then, the mighty golden light suddenly disappeared, and a god with a body covered with Buddha's light, a "gloomy skull" appearance, wearing a glass cassock, and a circle of Buddha's light shining behind his head came slowly on the sixth-grade golden lotus.
He clasped his hands together and glanced at the spot on Fang Jian's chest where he had just been hit. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly bowed and said, "This poor monk pays homage to Master Hongqing."
Fang Jian raised his hand and lightly brushed the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe on his chest. He stared at the sixth-grade golden lotus platform under the feet of the visitor and said, "Which Bodhisattva of Buddhism are you standing on the sixth-grade golden lotus platform?"
The man smiled slightly and said, "I am the Bodhisattva King of Ghosts, a disciple of the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha."
Fang Jian nodded slightly when he heard this, then lightly waved his sleeves and said, "Okay, from now on, Ghost King Bodhisattva is officially expelled from Buddhism!"
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