Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

The six hundred and fifty-seventh chapter Wang Lingguan is very strong

The official Wang Ling's sword was fierce, and Dingguang Huanxi Buddha couldn't hold it anymore. The Buddha's light condensed a golden lotus under him. The golden lotus opened six petals, and the rich Buddha's light filled him with shelter.

Dingguang joyously roared angrily, "Wang Lingguan, do you really want to be immortal with this seat?"

Wang Lingguan looked at him coldly, "Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, you broke into my Heavenly Palace High Heaven Hall, if I didn't come up with a little means, wouldn't my Heavenly Court be ridiculed by the immortals of the Three Realms?"

"Good, good."

Dingguang was pleased with the Buddha's anger and smiled back, "I don't believe that you can really kill me."

Wang Lingguan didn't say much, but saw the truth directly under his hands.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was also fierce, and directly sacrificed the magic pestle that Buddha Tathagata bestowed on him. The descending magic pestle was radiant and powerful, hunting and hunting, as if a group of golden light suddenly smashed down at Wang Lingguan. Wang Lingguan clenched his fists with both hands, actually wanting to fight against Jiang Mochu with physical strength.

Boom!

Just listening to the loud bang, Wang Lingguan's fist had already smashed on the Demon Pedal. The mysterious and ancient Sanskrit on the surface of the magic pestle is accompanied by a substantive flow of golden light, which is even more powerful. The divine might of the demon pestle kept increasing on Wang Lingguan's body, and Wang Lingguan's expression gradually changed, and he seemed very strenuous.

At first, Wang Lingguan was injured by Fahai with the wisdom sword of the Dharma, and he was unable to exert 100% of his magic power. Now Dingguang Huanxi Buddha sacrificed such a powerful magic weapon, and Wang Lingguan revealed his defeat.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's eyes burst out with dazzling murderous intent, and he single-handedly pinched the magic pestle and slapped it down like a comet. The mighty divine might and all his brain poured on the Wang Lingguan, Wang Lingguan could not resist, his body was directly bombed to the ground. At the same time, Jiang Mo pestle also smashed down.

There was a crisp bone cracking sound in Wang Lingguan's body, and thick blood poured out from his mouth. He, the great **** who guards the Lingxiao Hall, was hit hard by the Dingguang Huanxi Buddha today.

Dingguang was pleased that the Buddha's mouth chanted the mantra to urge the power of the lowering of the magic pestle, and wanted to obliterate the original spirit of the Wang Lingguan.

Sun Wukong frowned and said in a low voice, "Bodhisattva, do you want to save Wang Lingguan?"

"Wukong, if you are against the Dingguang Happy Buddha, what chance will you have?"

Fahai asked.

Sun Wukong stared at Dingguang Huanxi Buddha with golden light in his eyes. After a while, he replied in a low voice: "Bodhisattva, Dingguang Huanxi Buddha is also arranged in the middle stream among the buddhas of Lingshan. Although the disciples are proving Da Luo Daoguo, he still thinks It will be difficult to defeat him. Moreover, the power of the devilish rod in his hand is infinite, no less than the golden cudgel of my grandson."

Fahai nodded, and then said, "Dingguang Huanxi Buddha has the breath of the Tathagata on the Devil Dropping Pestle, which should have been given to him by the Tathagata Buddha."

"Bodhisattva, do you want to save Wang Lingguan?"

Monkey King asked again.

Fahai waved his hand, "No, this is the Heavenly Court. If Wang Lingguan is killed by the Dingguang Huanxi Buddha in front of the Lingxiao Hall, the gods of the Heavenly Court will no longer be called gods."

As he spoke, a vast wave of mana surged in Wang Lingguan's body. He roared, his body shook, and the magic pestle was flew out. His body rushed out, both fists hunting and hunting, wrapped in an unrivaled aura and smashed the head of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha.

His fist hit the Dingguang Huanxi Buddha sitting on the golden lotus, and the surging mana swept away, constantly impacting the golden lotus. The golden light diffused by the golden lotus dissipated under the impact of mana...

"broken!"

Wang Lingguan roared, his fist smashed and Dingguang Huanxi Buddha sat down on the golden lotus.

Dingguang Huanxi the Buddha was shocked, forming a seal with his hands and photographing Wang Lingguan fiercely. The momentum exploded, and he retreated with the help of this momentum. He held the Devil Pestle in his hand and stared at Wang Lingguan, "Unexpectedly, to the point where you were injured, you still possess such a tyrannical power. I really look down upon you."

Wang Lingguan didn't talk nonsense with him, stepped out, and smashed it again with his fist wrapped in surging mana.

Dingguang was pleased with the Buddha and shouted, "Wang Lingguan, are you really a bully?"

While speaking, he once again threw the Devil Pestle in his hand. The mysterious light of the descending magic pestle turned into countless Buddha light swords and strangled Wang Lingguan. Wang Lingguan's body shook, and the light was great, forming an indestructible shelter on the surface of his body.

Fa Hai took a look, his eyes showed a look of surprise, Wang Lingguan's body was actually so powerful. Although not comparable to him, it is stronger than the golden body practiced by many Buddhas in Lingshan.

The Buddha's light sword kept slashing on Wang Lingguan's body, making a loud noise.

Wang Lingguan yelled sharply, his momentum was rising steadily. He rushed up and smashed the ten thousand Buddha's light sword with his body, spread his five fingers and patted the magical Jiang Mo pestle.

The Buddha's light entwined on the surface of the magic pestle was instantly annihilated.

Wang Lingguan volleyed grabbing Jiang Mochu and smashed it against Dingguang Huanxi Buddha.

Under the catalysis of violent violence, the magic pestle was as terrible as a comet. Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's face turned pale, although Jiang Mozhu was his magic weapon, but at this time he did not dare to insist. Before he hesitated, the magic pestle had already hit.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was instantly knocked into the air by the lowering magic pestle, and golden Buddha's blood was spit out from his mouth. He tried his best to stabilize his figure, his eyes leaking hostility.

Wang Lingguan took advantage of the victory and chased him directly into Dingguang Huanxi Buddha with his body.

Dingguang Huanxi the teeth of the Buddha gritted creaky, and he held the lowering magic pestle and smashed it down at Wang Lingguan's forehead.

The two fought in a desperate stance.

Wang Lingguan's fist hit Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's chest, denting his chest. And the magic pestle in his hand also fell on Wang Lingguan's forehead, smashing Wang Lingguan's head and bleeding.

Dingguang was pleased that the Buddha's body was filled with the light of the Buddha, and he resorted to the golden body of Dharma. Not only that, but the world of Buddhism he cultivated was also unfolding like a picture scroll, covering the world.

Faxiang's golden body swept Wang Lingguan's big hand and smashed it on a dragon-wrapped Optimus Prime, and Wang Lingguan rolled to the ground. He quickly got up, his eyes were scarlet as if blood was overflowing, he looked up to the sky and screamed, and at the same time, his body was rising against the storm, and in a flash, it turned into a huge.

The law of heaven and earth!

There are not many people in this magic society, but Wang Lingguan is one of them.

After Wang Lingguan used the magical powers of the heavens and the earth, the advantage of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's golden body disappeared in an instant.

He stomped his feet, and the Thirty-Three Heavens seemed to be trembling. He waved his fist, the profound light shook, and the big hand patted the golden body of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha.

Dingguang was pleased with the Buddha's golden body and raised his arms. The two giants collided head-on, and a violent shock wave swept across the impact. Ding Guang was happy that the Buddha's golden body was shaken back thousands of miles. Before he could stabilize his mind, Wang Lingguan had already rushed over again. The light above the fists was shining, branded with tyrannical inscriptions, causing the sky to be turbulent.

This punch seems to subvert the world.

Boom!

The fist was constantly enlarged in the eyes of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, directly hitting his golden body, and even shattered his golden body arm. At the same time, the terrible cracks spread quickly, and in an instant, his golden body was cracked all over, and it might break open at any time.

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