Chapter 682: Treasure Flame Thousand-Handed Buddha (5)
Countless groups of firefly-like sparks suddenly appeared. A little bit of the sparks flashed in the air, and an old monk with a fiery aura and a body full of dazzling flames suddenly jumped out from the sparks.
She was eight feet tall, with her chest exposed and bare feet, and only a short skirt made of scarlet dragon skin wrapped around her waist.
The burly old monk... unexpectedly had eight arms.
A pair of normal arms, like the skin on his entire body, were pure gold in color that was burned red by the flames. The muscles bulged on the shiny golden-red arms, filled with a suffocating sense of domineering power.
Behind the old monk, there are three pairs of arms that are silver, bronze, and black iron respectively.
Gold, silver, copper, iron, eight arms.
Wisps of Buddha's flames were wrapped around these eight arms, and every time the old monk took a step forward, a terrifying high temperature washed over the entire hall.
The imprisoned Lu Yi was unable to move. He was swept by the high temperature and immediately broke out in sweat.
With Lu Yi's current body, even if he was soaked in the magma at the earth's core, he would not be hurt at all.
No one knew the origin of the Buddha flame on the old monk's body, but the slight temperature from it was enough to make Lu Yi unable to bear it. All his internal organs were corroded by the high temperature, and the blood plasma in his body was almost boiling.
However, it was precisely this high temperature that forcibly broke the invisible force of the Iron Buddha that imprisoned Lu Yi. Lu Yi gasped, and his body regained the ability to move, and he suddenly took a few steps back.
Putting his hands together, Lu Yi bowed respectfully to the eight-armed old monk: "Disciple Fahai, greetings to the Treasure Flame Thousand-Armed Buddha!"
The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame glanced at Lu Yi, with a large area of fire flickering in his eyes. He nodded without saying a word, and suddenly a heavy iron hammer appeared on the black iron arm behind him.
"Swish...Boom!"
With a loud bang, the Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame smashed the Iron Shackle Buddha hard with his hammer, who was caught off guard.
A large patch of dark Buddha light flickered above the Iron Shackles Buddha's head. He whistled in a low voice, and the void around him twisted , bent, and vibrated. Waves of terrifying restraining power were like an invisible giant python that entangled madly and condensed into one, trying its best to resist the hammer of the Treasure Flame Thousand-Handed Buddha.
The hall shook slightly.
The bodies of the Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame and the Buddha of Iron Shackles remained motionless.
But there were two Buddhas in the main hall... Oh, including Monk Black Iron, there were three Buddhas, fifteen great Bodhisattvas... plus the countless alarmed Taoist and Buddhist powers from the outside world, in the gazes cast from across countless miles of void, above the heads of the Treasure Flame Thousand-Armed Buddha and the Iron Shackle Buddha, in a world of dust and mustard seeds, the two huge Buddha statues had intersected hundreds of millions of times in the blink of an eye!
It was a strange void that subverted mortal concepts and exceeded the limits of mortal imagination.
In this void, the sun rises and the moon sets, and there are rules and laws of their own!
On the boundless land mass, a blazing sea of Buddha flames rose up, madly burning a strange-shaped shackle that was tens of thousands of miles in radius and completely black.
The Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma image, with thousands of strong arms stretched out from behind him, each arm tightly grasping a large iron hammer, and they rushed towards the ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma image of the Iron Shackle Buddha like a storm.
In the blink of an eye, the two giant Buddhas exchanged spatial positions hundreds of millions of times.
In the blink of an eye, the thousands of arms of the Treasure Flame Thousand-Handed Buddha launched a hundred billion attacks...
Space, time, strength, speed...
All the great laws that can be clearly grasped in the normal void of the Yin-Yang Heaven have been completely confused in this indescribable twisted void.
The two Buddha statues grabbed all kinds of great principles, crushed them, pieced them together, and fused them. Then they transformed them into strange laws that they suddenly realized in one of their countless thoughts, and turned them into terrifying magical powers that blasted out.
In the blink of an eye, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, and the universe shattered.
Lu Yi only saw that in the main hall, the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Treasure Flame and the Buddha of Iron Shackles each threw out a hammer and the other blocked a hammer.
What happened next was that the iron hammer in the Thousand-Armed Buddha's hand was shattered to pieces. He was sweating profusely, and drops of sweat kept falling down with a clang, turning into metal lumps the size of a human head, wrapped in flames, and rolling all over the ground.
The Iron Buddha, who was so arrogant before and had been holding Lu Yi like a giant teasing a baby, suddenly turned a little pale with his slightly blackened face. His body swayed, and then he kept backing away.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Every time he took a step back, he spat out blood.
Every sip of blood left a strange pattern on the floor of the hall that looked like shackles.
The Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame took out a new hammer. Holding the heavy hammer, he followed the Iron Shackle Buddha and started to hit the shackle patterns left on the floor of the hall by the blood he spit out.
With a series of loud 'boom' noises, the patterns of these shackles quickly merged perfectly with the entire hall.
Lu Yi vaguely felt that the atmosphere of this hall became a little heavier and more solid!
A light bulb suddenly lit up in Lu Yi's mind, and he suddenly realized - the unfortunate Iron Shackle Buddha was seriously injured, and the blood he vomited was not just blood in the conventional sense, but his Tao, his Dharma, his foundation, his root!
These Taos, these methods, these Tao foundations, these fundamentals, were regarded as the most excellent materials for refining weapons by the 'thrifty' Baoyan Thousand-Handed Buddha. They were smashed into his own hall with three or five hammers in order to strengthen the hall and reinforce the formations and restrictions in the hall!
this……
A bit of a bully!
Look at the Iron Shackle Buddha spitting out blood with that step, his little face looking so pale and pitiful... Tsk tsk, why does Lu Yi feel so happy watching it?
The Iron-Shackle Buddha retreated eighteen steps in a row. He finally stopped vomiting blood and stopped.
He looked at Baoyan Thousand-Handed Buddha with deep eyes and said grimly: "Brother Baoyan...you, you have gone too far!"
The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame held a large iron hammer and looked down at the Iron Shackle Buddha, who was seven feet tall and much shorter than himself. He said, "You attacked and injured my eldest disciple on my territory... Tsk!"
The Iron Buddha was silent for a while, then sighed, "My Junior Brother Black Iron is injured, I can give him compensation!"
The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame swung his big iron hammer vigorously and said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense. In terms of financial resources, in the entire Buddhist sect, except for that old thief bald man who sells fake medicine, who can compare with me, the old monk? Do I need your compensation?"
Shaking his head, the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Treasure Flame said unhappily: "No matter what karma you have with the little monk Fahai, you are not allowed to cause trouble in my Treasure Flame Cave in Lingyuan Mountain... Well, go, go, for the next 120,000 years, I will not refine a single hair for you!"
The Iron Buddha coughed violently.
He looked at the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame with a solemn look: "Are you serious?"
The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame widened his eyes and said, "Don't you know what kind of temper I have? Are you trying to threaten me with words?"
The Iron Buddha pursed his lips and reached out to grab the pearly tower floating beside Lu Yi.
The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame smashed the palm of the Iron Shackle Buddha with a hammer, forcing him to take another step back. " You don't ? Even though this tower is a junky thing, the material is still okay... You damaged Black Iron, so use it as compensation. It's a good opportunity for him to dismantle this tower, remelt it into materials, and give it to his disciples to practice with."
The Iron Shackle Buddha took a deep breath, clasped his hands together and bowed to the Treasure Flame Thousand-Armed Buddha, stared at Lu Yi with a dim gaze, then turned and left.
The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Treasure Flame sighed, then shouted angrily at the top of his voice: "I said, you are not allowed to cause trouble in my territory of the Treasure Flame Cave in Lingyuan Mountain... Otherwise, I will never refine a single hair for you again!"
The Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame roared, and his resonant voice instantly spread throughout the entire Lingyuan Mountain area.
The Iron Shackle Buddha spat out eighteen mouthfuls of blood and was in a daze. He heard the roar of the Treasure Flame Thousand-Armed Buddha, but his wisdom was clouded for a moment and he didn't react at all. What exactly did these words mean?
He used his magical powers and rushed out of Lingyuan Mountain in one step, and was away from Lingyuan Mountain in three or five steps.
The next moment, a terrifying force of prison came crashing down on his head.
There was a "puff" sound, as loud as a kitten farting, and blood gushed out of the Iron Buddha's seven orifices. His flesh was torn into pieces, and his bones were shattered like the crumbs of puff pastry. He fell to the ground with a hissing sound.
The extremely terrifying power of the Prison instantly severely damaged the Iron Shackle Buddha, but where he fell, no dust rose, no grass was hurt, and there was not even a shallow human-shaped dent on the ground!
The cultivation level of the person who made the move has reached an incredible level.
He severely injured a Buddha in an instant, but not even a trace of excess power was leaked out, and all the force was only applied to the Iron Shackle Buddha.
The Iron Shackle Buddha yelled angrily, "Hell-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha! You attacked me from behind. You, you, you, you are simply a disgrace to Buddhism!"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha held a huge piece of honeydew melon in his hands and slowly fell from the sky in front of the Iron Shackles Buddha. He took several bites of the honeydew melon with a "crunch, crunch" sound, and then "puff, puff" sounded, spraying the mouthful of honeydew melon seeds all over the ground in a very uncivilized manner... Of course, the head and face of the Iron Shackles Buddha were also covered with honeydew melon seeds.
Looking at the embarrassed Iron Shackle Buddha, the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha said with a smile: "If I don't attack you from behind, then, I will attack your disciples and grandchildren?"
The Iron Shackle Buddha angrily shouted, "Do you have any shame? You, you, you, who are you to do such a despicable and shameless thing?"
The Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha sighed, "So you also know that bullying other people's disciples is a despicable and shameless thing to do!"
The Iron Shackle Buddha shut his mouth.
He was so angry that his face turned blue and black, but he could no longer utter a word.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha stretched out his hand with a smile, first wiped the sticky melon juice on his hand on the clothes of the Iron Shackle Buddha, and then grabbed the Iron Shackle Buddha's limp left hand.
He smiled and asked the Iron-Shackle Buddha: "Would you rather take the initiative, or would I rather use force?"
The Iron Shackle Buddha narrowed his eyes, a dark iron Buddha light lingering in his pupils, and asked softly, "Do you really want to bear this karma?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha smiled slightly and said: "As the leader of the Prison-Suppressing Sect, if I can't protect the little bald donkeys under my sect from the wind and rain...what's the use of my name as a Buddha?"
The Iron Shackle Buddha exhaled, and a spark of fire flickered in his palm. The Pure and Tranquil Heart Lamp that he had forcibly taken away slowly flew out from his palm.
