Signing to the Goddess from Douluo

"Huh? Ksitigarbha, what do you mean?

Although I am indeed not your opponent, but why, you are trapped in me, but you don't attack?

Do you just want to lock up Marshal Ben? Could it be that you are afraid of the South Heavenly Court behind me? "

Seeing that Ksitigarbha was talking nonsense but showed no sign of action, Tianpeng couldn't hold back for a while, and asked a few words.

Facing his question, Ksitigarbha smiled kindly and without arrogance, then raised his hand and drew a circle of light in the air.

Then, in the round mirror, the loud battle of Huaguo Mountain outside was displayed in Tianpeng's eyes.

I saw that Manjusri raised his hand at will to block it, and touched Ye Chen's palm. An indescribable force suddenly slapped Manjusri's finger and made his bones fly instantly.

Immediately, the raised right hand was broken and twisted inward by Ye Chen, as if it had been folded into several pieces of cotton, blood and bone were splashed everywhere.

Seeing this scene, in the canopy of hell, he was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on Ye Chen non-stop.

In his mouth, he couldn't help muttering: "I am Cao, I am Cao, I am Cao, is this Nima really the Taiyi Golden Immortal? I am stupid."

Seemingly a little uncomfortable, Tianpeng moved lightly, ran directly to the side of Ksitigarbha King, pulled his sleeve and asked in a hurry.

"Hey, did you see that?

That's my brother? Is it really my elder brother who is only Taiyi Jinxian?

Marshal Ben is not mistaken, my elder brother really beat that Manjusri Bodhisattva until his arms fly? Well, that is the Da Luo Jinxian. Could it be that you Da Luo monks from Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven, this is it? "

As he said that, Tianpeng immediately looked at the Ksitigarbha with eager eyes, and immediately itched his hands unbearably, calling out the nine-toothed rake, and swept towards the Ksitigarbha's thigh.

Because of Ye Chen's powerful expression, Canopy's self-confidence was so overwhelming that it was difficult to add. Immediately, he wanted to try himself to fight the Ksitigarbha King, whether he could beat the Lord of Hell to the ground like his big brother. .

It's just that the canopy's idea is very good, but the reality is too cruel.

When the canopy was raked down, Ksitigarbha showed a displeasure on his face, and then he raised his hand and moved slightly.

A huge and lightning-fast mouth,

With a snap, it hit the thick face of the canopy.

Immediately, as he soared with great force, he swung the canopy of the rake, and the whole person was thrown thousands of meters away by that mouth in an instant.

Before reincarnation, the big head and face are already swollen like a pig's head wrapped in meat, it's just too horrible to look at.

"Why, why.

Ksitigarbha, did the Manjushri in your house drain the water?

Otherwise, how could you be the one-stroke enemy of this marshal?

It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all.

Yeah, it hurts so much. "

Canopy, who was slapped in the face, lay on the ground covering his face and screaming before he could finish his sentence.

But the problem is, after being beaten so badly, Tianpeng still showed doubts and dissatisfaction on his face.

It's all in my mind, my elder brother's cultivation base is much weaker than mine, and he can fight one of the four great bodhisattvas. Why can't I, Marshal?

Just when the canopy was full of question marks, Ksitigarbha in the distance rubbed his aching palm slightly and answered his question in a cold voice.

"That Ye Chen, Marshal your elder brother, is not easy.

He was not as weak as he appeared on the surface at all, and there was a lot of clumsiness hidden behind him. Therefore, Manjushri was caught off guard because he didn't dodge it under his carelessness.

As for you, Marshal, you are... very ordinary, a very ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal. "

Ksitigarbha's explanation instantly made the canopy rubbing his face in the distance, and the whole person froze in place.

Is he average? He is the Grand Marshal of Tianhe.

However, compared to the eldest brother who dared to face and challenge the Four Great Bodhisattvas of the Western Paradise, his canopy seemed, it seemed, to be too ordinary.

"Oh, no wonder, the elder brother is so brave, he dared to fight Da Luo Jinxian with the posture of Taiyi. It turns out that I am the clown."

After crying a few times in his heart, Tianpeng turned his head to look at Ksitigarbha who still had no intention of making a move in the distance, and asked in a low voice with doubts in his eyes.

"Ah, that, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, aren't you also a Bodhisattva from the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Heaven? Why are you just trapping me so simply?

It's fine if you don't make a move, and you don't seem to be so willing to help the other Bodhisattvas?

Why? Can you tell me? "

Looking at the silent Ksitigarbha, Tianpeng suddenly felt that it was a little too quiet.

Outside, in Huaguo Mountain, Avalokitesvara and Puxian are teaming up to fight against Jin Chanzi, and Manjusri is also defeated by his elder brother who has gained power for a while.

Logically speaking, Ksitigarbha, the most powerful Bodhisattva in secret, is too strange not to go out to help after trapping himself.

However, Canopy's doubts seem to have no answers at all.

Ksitigarbha didn't say another word, but after glancing at the canopy, he stared excitedly at the battlefield where Ye Chen and Manjusri fought.

Immediately, within his gray pupils, there were also bursts of light and flying clouds, as if touched by something.

At the same time, in the sky above Huaguo Mountain, Jin Chanzi, who was almost healed from his injuries, had a hollow three-pointed double-edged knife on his chest, and he burst out all his Buddha power energy recklessly, and kept fighting against him. Watching Guanyin and Puxian continue to bombard.

The Buddha's power seemed to be free of money, and it was swayed wantonly, condensing all kinds of powerful magical attacks one after another.

Avalokitesvara, who was determined to preserve his strength, was continuously defeated, and Pu Xian, who was beside him, was even more miserable.

His own strength was beaten to mediocrity by Monkey King, and now, facing Jin Chanzi's desperate attack, he felt extremely strenuous before he could hold on for a while.

But Jin Chanzi's offensive has no intention of stopping. Even if the Buddha power in his body shows signs of insufficient supply, Jin Chanzi's face is still full of ferocious killing intent, and his eyes are fixed on the two people in front of him, as if Even if everything is destroyed, Guanyin and Puxian must be driven to death.

Seeing this, Puxian, who was struggling to support himself, accidentally defended himself, and was hit hard in the chest by a magic pestle.

In an instant, Puxian's chest was sunken instantly, and the blood in his mouth was overflowing like he didn't want money.

On the contrary, in the face of Jin Chanzi's continuous bombardment, Guanyin on the side defended with ease.

Just now, the Demon Subduing Pestle was flying towards her, but Guanyin just flexibly twisted her body to avoid the attack of the Subduing Demon Pestle.

Then, there was a picture of Pu Xian spitting blood from the mouth.

"Damn it, damn it, this bitch, who clearly has the strength to fight, but always dodges blindly.

I'm afraid that after the Buddha's power is exhausted, the big monster monkey will turn back and kill him with one blow.

Damn it, since you stinky bitch don't want to resist the golden cicada, then I'm already a bodhisattva who was seriously injured, so why should I still persist here? "

After thinking about it, Puxian, who was hit hard again, suddenly became more courageous.

Afterwards, taking advantage of the lingering power of the Vajra Pestle, he directly flew towards the ground and fell, completely without any intention of fighting again.