The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

The scenery of blood, showing the dust,

Capricorn, the soul of the refinery.

The monk Beihong broke the limit of manpower and vowed to wash away the hatred that was teased by Buddhas and demons.

Deep in the world of consciousness,

A **** road twists and turns,

The smashing of the smashing is blooming in his hand, and the **** road is full of blooming a slap on the other side.

"Die!"

With a roar,

Sad Hong also turned into blood,

Directly forced the masked Buddha,

Boom~~~

Two huge flood hands took the sorrowful monk,

for a moment,

The waves crashed, the palm of the flood was cut off in the middle,

The mortar is separated from the blood of the blood, and it will go toward the tragic shadow.

Within the broken scene,

The mark of Sakyamuni appeared on the monk's forehead, and the blood-colored wings were waving gracefully behind him.

"cut!"

Zhanye Du'e volleyed a sword,

Falling from above, splitting the false body of the masked Buddha,

It is also the root cause of the floods.

Write the world,

The flood is stagnant,

Time has been reversed,

The streamer is now

The figure of the monk Beihong fell again on the long bridge, holding a sword in one hand and kneeling on one knee,

The big mouth of the big mouth gas,

Message the power of the world's role,

It has exceeded the limit of the mortal channel.

In the meantime,

The body of the monk Beihong flickered, and countless spiritual lights gradually dissipated from his side.

It was a precursor to the gradual disintegration of consciousness after being severely traumatized.

"Your Majesty the Son of Heaven, please forgive Beihong's incompetence. To crusade the heavens, monks can only go here."

The monk Beihong closed his eyes tightly,

The damage of the soul is no longer able to make up.

Only quiet waiting for the final death,

哗. ......

The voice of the chain of ecstasy reached the ears of the monk Beihong,

I don't know when to

Black and white can have returned the body of the crowd, and the appearance of the gods is restored.

The soul of the soul is a round of rings to completely limit the risks.

From the iron chain, you have sprouting a white soul halo, which is like the wall bar, which is generally for him to defend the soul.

"Mortal, it's too early to talk about death now."

For the amazing one of the tragic monk,

Black and white impermanence is very satisfied,

His Majesty has been pursuing the mortal witness, and now there is already a person who is about to step on the threshold.

Let him die, it is a pity,

not to mention,

Within the three worlds,

It can be repaired, only Yin Cao Diki,

There is no one until the yin, no one can let you fly nine days!

The conscious world of masked Buddha created collapse as the burden of the body began to collapse.

The rushing flood also condensed into a boulder-like appearance and began to fall from different directions.

The surrounding prosperous towns are falling apart.

Black and white impermanence took the mourning stick in their hands as a guide, and together they hit a place in the collapse.

Along with a void,

One person, two gods left here.

real world,

Lin Zhonggang,

The cover of the giant statue of the masked Buddha fell down, revealing the true nature of the Buddha.

Angry, touches the tragic monk with the hands of filth,

The mortal is not transformed with the Buddha,

sin is unforgivable,

The stone statue is peeled off, and the real Buddha is gradually showed, and the eyebrows shot a sorrow and is still in a coma.

Dang bang~~~

The bluestone slabs in the hall were lifted up one by one, and with the impact of the light of annihilation, those bluestone slabs saved the life of Monk Beihong one after another.

next moment,

The hall completely collapsed.

Countless brick tiles fall from above,

The ancient temple, which was originally rich in Buddhist energy, was also covered with a heavy layer of death.

The light of the Dao Dynasty can't penetrate,

The bluestone slabs were broken one by one,

The mortals are nowhere to be seen,

a dusty end,

I only can see the bodies of the two gods.

white jokes,

black fury,

"One of the Ten Buddha, one hundred and eight phases."

Looking at the body of the Buddha, the white impermanence is faint, the real name of the masked Buddha,

Human beings have one hundred and eight kinds of manifestations, such as joy, anger, sadness, joy, anger, shame, and delusion, and those who condense one hundred and eight kinds of manifestations become Buddhas.

In the position of ten Buddhas,

Able to peep into the emptiness of the heart, if it is a true Buddha, it will be able to help people to transform themselves,

If it is a Buddha,

It can make people's heart collapse, and the belief does not exist.

"Yin Cao Duan House!"

One hundred and eight is angry,

Under the veil, it is a hundred and eight eyes, closely attached to the face that can't see the appearance.

Connected was taken to consciously manipulate,

There is no need to hide the one hundred and eight aspects,

Two crying, flying away from black and white,

Immediately take root,

Within the ruins, a pair of black flower buds gradually grew on the ground,

The sky is cloudy,

There was a dead air all around.

Along with the growth of black flower buds,

A pair of dark long swords slowly born,

Sword length seven feet three inches,

The middle is hollow, but there is a black airflow surging,

When the black and white impermanence holds the hilt of the sword,

Non-color,

Chaotic is flat,

After seeing two merits of merits, I finally became more daring after one hundred and eight.

The fall of the Emperor Venerable Tathagata spread all over the heavens almost at the same time,

now,

Black and white impermanence, the two gods of Yin Sizheng, appear in front of him in complete form.

One hundred and eight signs, who were at the bottom of the ten Buddhas, also felt an unprecedented panic.

"One hundred and eight, are you ready?"

God sword in hand,

Black and white impermanence surrounded and killed one hundred and eight dharma Buddhas,

Survival, no door,

Death,

This is the ability of Black and White Impermanence to become the messenger of the underworld.

The 108-phase eyes shot out different rays of light at the same time, refracting each other like prisms. Within the ruins of the ancient temple, an arc formation was quickly refracted, and any scenery that touched the prisms was destroyed. ,

For a moment, for a moment,

It's all nothingness,

"cut!"

Bai Wuchang sacrificed the sword of meritorious virtue with one hand,

Countless black halos rippling open,

With the intertwining of yin and light, a black white light formed in the ancient temple scene...

"Die!"

Hei Wuchang also sacrificed the sword of meritorious virtue after the battle,

A smashing blow,

Cut the ancient bamboo forest into two.

Looking from a distance,

It was as if a universe had been split open by a sword, until it completely collapsed.

A huge wave destroys everything,

The one hundred and eight eyes of the one hundred and eight features all had black blood flowing out. In the confusion, the one hundred and eight features receded from the Buddha's appearance.

A ghost-like phantom appeared from the ruins, and disappeared together with the power of the two swords of merit...  

the heavens,

the top of Lingshan,

The gods opened their eyes,

raised his head,

The surrounding Buddhas who were lingering around him also turned their attention to his side.

"One hundred and eight phases have fallen."

"Everything has a certain number. Since one hundred and eight has this catastrophe, it will be reincarnated."

Although the Buddhas said it calmly, other Buddhas could see that he was trying his best to hide his anger.

for a while,

The territory of Lingshan became even more deadly,

I do not know how long it has been,

The heavenly Buddhas slowly walked down from their lotus dais,

Looking at Wuzhi Mountain at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, he let out a long sigh,

Subsequently,

A flash of light appeared,

The figures of the Buddhas of the Heavens moved towards the direction of Wuzhi Mountain.

When the other Buddhas saw this,

They all left their Buddhist platforms and flew in different directions.