Chapter 93: Fleeing in panic

"A lotus, projection of the paradise!" As soon as Huanxi finished speaking, the pink lotus under his feet began to expand, grow bigger and become blurred.

Lu Zhao felt the mixed incense aura contained in the lotus and said: "Is this a blessed land? No, it's a projection!"

"Yes, this is the projection of this Buddha in the fiefdom of the Thunder Ten Thousand Buddhas Heaven. Listen to the shouts of thousands of Buddhists to **! It's really intoxicating!" The face of the Happy Buddha was covered in lust and he bragged.

Lu Zhao looked at Huanxi Buddha with disdain and said, "Your incense is simply garbage and smoky."

Before Lu Zhao finished speaking, Huanxi Buddha put away the intoxication on his face and said seriously: "Yes, this is garbage, but as long as I obtain the secret method of orthodox divine on you, I can cleanse the incense and achieve the supreme level of karma."

"Oh. Is that right? Then you can try it!" Lu Zhao shot out a light wheel, which was engraved with black runes, which was very strange and breathtaking.

"Ship!"

When Lu Zhao's counterattack was unfolding, the Buddha of Happiness immediately recognized the mantras cast by Lu Zhao. He was so shocked that he couldn't help but shouted: "The Witch Clan Mantra Seal? How could you have such a mantra? Who are you? Is there such a inheritance of the orthodox gods?"

The reputation of the witch clan's mantra seal is widely circulated even in the three heavens and all realms. As the master of the wonderful Pure Land, the Buddha of Joy is naturally very clear.

The eight mantras that make up the entire mantra form eight kinds of mantras that connect to each other, but have completely different powers, like eight stone mills, quickly weakening the spiritual consciousness of Huanxi Buddha. As Huanxi Buddha's spiritual consciousness weakens.

The projection of confronting the witch clan's mantra seal, and the thousands of Buddhists in the Pure Land of Miraculous Bliss are also rapidly disintegrating, and it seems that they can completely kill the spiritual thoughts of Buddhists in the human world at any time.

However, even though the witch clan curse seal is amazing, it is just a illusion of divine thought power and cannot be compared with the spells formed by various real forces such as the aura of immortal spirits. In addition, the witch clan curse seal that Lu Zhao's self-wondering is obviously much less powerful than the real witch clan curse seal.

The entire witch clan curse seal does not have the real curse power to swallow the sky and the earth, and it is impossible to refine all things like the real witch clan curse seal.

The spiritual thoughts of Joyful Buddha contain endless desires, and a trace of causal power similar to the power of lust. When he breaks free with all his strength, it is difficult to trap him even with the power of the witch clan's spell seal, and he is about to escape from the spell.

"Haha! It turns out that you have just learned a little bit of fur. With such a mantra, you can't trap the deity. After you go out, the deity will let you, your relatives and all those who have a relationship with you try the means of projecting and reincarnation in the Pure Land."

Huanxi Buddha felt that he was getting rid of the witch clan's curse seal bit by bit. Although some of the divine thoughts were worn out and lost in the array, most of the divine thoughts were still preserved. As long as he broke free from the shackles of the spell seal, he had a way to avoid falling into the formation again and counteract Lu Zhao's divine thoughts.

"Not bad! I did learn a little bit of the fur of the witch clan's curse seal, but adding this is enough to deal with you, the Lord of the Realm!"

Lu Zhao seemed to have expected that Huanxi Buddha would not be completely trapped by his witch clan mantra seal. Just as Huanxi Buddha was about to escape, a void world suddenly appeared outside the witch clan mantra seal, wrapping up all the witch clan mantra seals and Huanxi Buddha that Lu Zhao's divine thoughts.

"The Blessed Land of Gods! How is it possible? You are just a mere state of God. How can you have this level of blessed land? Who are you?"

"Have you refined the first species? This is even more impossible. The first species is more powerful?"

At this time, Huanxi Buddha became particularly panicked, even more than when he saw the witch clan's curse seal.

Plop!

Huanxi Buddha didn't care about his face. In order to keep the memory of this clone from being lost, he begged: "Give up your life, little ancestor, spare your life, I worked hard to cultivate this clone, it is not easy, so you can spare me, I am willing to be your slave for the rest of my life and sign an equal contract that is non-aggressive."

"There is no door, so there is no need to sign a contract. Two ways, commit suicide or be killed by me! Just be my stepping stone!" Lu Zhao turned around and said lightly to the remnant soul of the Buddha Huanxi.

"You...you want my memory, I'm unwilling to give up, I fight and self-destruct!" At that moment, Huanxi Buddha roared angrily, his whole body swelled, and actually exploded, rushing towards Lu Zhao.

"I want to self-destruct? It's not that easy. If I want you to die, you will die. If you want you to die, you will have to live!" Lu Zhao grabbed it with one hand, and his terrifying palm continued to expand. In the process of swallowing and spitting, his vitality was tightly bound, and he actually suppressed the other party's self-destruction and grabbed it on his palm.

"Ah! I can't control my own life and death." The soul of the Joy Buddha was about to go crazy.

"It is best to walk!" The smile on Huanxi Buddha's face disappeared, replaced by hideousness. "The paradise is bliss, joy is in the grasp, and sacrifices life to penetrate the sky!"

His divine thought that had originally spread suddenly retracted as if he had been greatly stimulated.

Obviously, the deity of the Joyful Buddha spent a lot of magic power to absorb the core secrets contained in the divine consciousness of the clone, and gave up the divine consciousness power of this projection, the wonderful world of happiness and thousands of Buddhists, in order to gather the maximum divine consciousness power in the shortest time.

When his main divine thought power shrank to a little, the causal power similar to love and desire contained in the divine thought power was emitted and turned into sharp silk threads, love threads!

Love silk protects most of the divine thought power, breaks through the barriers of the witch clan's curse seal and the blessed land of gods, and escapes back to the wonderful world of bliss in the heavens and all realms.

Lu Zhao also felt a little strange about the abnormal behavior of Huanxi Buddha, but the silk threads that helped Huanxi Buddha escape with the breath of Huanxi Buddha made him have some bold guesses.

Compared to the abnormality of Huanxi Buddha, Lu Zhao felt even more strange that the effect of the gods in blessedly dealing with Huanxi Buddha was far greater than that of the witch clan's mantra seal.

In the remaining divine power trapped in the blessed land of the gods, the divine thought of the Buddha Huanxi was easily trapped by the blessed land of the gods. Before those who lost the blessing of the divine thought of the Buddha Huanxie had recovered, they were swallowed up by the witch clan's curse seal.

This strong feeling did not last long, and soon faded away. Lu Zhao's soul recovered, so he immediately took back the spirit he released, and the spirit of Joyful Buddha, trapped by the gods' blessings, was also taken into the spirit.

This divine mind power began to instinctively want to resist, but under the light of the eight treasures of the Eight Treasure Glazed Ginseng Fruit Tree, this sense of resistance eventually weakened and disappeared. This divine mind also turned into a statue of joyful Buddha who fell on the throne of the lotus, held in his hand by Lu Zhao's fire spirit clone.

Although most of the divine thoughts of Huanxi Buddha have escaped back to the Pure Land of Miraculous Bliss in the Thunder Ten Thousand Buddhas Heaven, the remaining small part of the divine thoughts are enough for Lu Zhao to cast magic.

I saw Lu Zhao's soul holding a golden ball containing the virtual image of the Buddha's divine thoughts, and instantly moved to the pastoral blessed land.

The breath of Huanxi Buddha's whole body was suppressed in this ball, and the whole person seemed to be a trapped beast, fighting for death.

"Isn't dead yet?"

Lu Zhao stepped forward, showing a suppression. The dragon and tiger steps really meant that I am the supreme emperor of the eternal self. Countless Taoist patterns appeared around his body, flashing bright destruction. His big hand flipped his cover and punched him again, slashing the body of the Buddha Huanxi.

Bo!

The entire soul of Huanxi Buddha exploded into a ball of energy, leaving only a head, floating in the flesh and blood, trying to recover his body again, a pair of hatred eyes stared at Lu Zhao, full of endless hatred.

With a big hand, Lu Zhao grabbed the head of the Buddha Huanxi, and the golden flames bombarded the enemy.

The subordinates showed no mercy.

"Boy, if you kill me, I will take revenge on you. You are in heaven and cannot settle down." Huanxi Buddha shouted.

"Hmph, in the lower realm, my life has always been very nourishing. When I come to the heavens and all realms, I will live a life of joy. My god has the supreme incarnation method, and am still afraid that my deity will come to chase me?" Lu Zhao grabbed him and slammed the head of Huanxi Buddha, and then made countless seals with his hands, sealing all the thoughts, memories, magics, and laws of Huanxi Buddha, and turned them into a huge golden ball with a ray of light.

"Storage the pastoral land for me and slowly refine it!"

A huge seal appeared on Lu Zhao's chest, and he collected the Buddha Huanxi.

The arrogant Buddha clone of Joy was deposed like this. Lu Zhao has sealed him now, and he will take away the memories he stored in his Taoist patterns later. With his identity, he must know a lot about the secrets of the upper world.

Lu Zhao's position of gods changed qualitatively, and he achieved the position of Dharma Cao. He urgently needed quantitative accumulation. He was poor and wasted without killing a few "rich families" to plunder. It was really hard to survive on his own hard work.

"It is better to choose a day than to hit the day. Just now, I will refine the Buddha of Happiness immediately. I believe that my magic power can go further. I want to see what secrets do this holy king in the heaven know?"

It was not until this time that Lu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. It was worthwhile that he had done his best to purify his hostility and transfer the cause and effect. This time he gained too much and directly captured some of the Holy Lord's memories.

As the ultimate yang energy of the fire spirit clone was spewed onto the virtual image of his divine thoughts. A trace of the Buddha's consciousness that existed in these divine thoughts was completely released from Lu Zhao's divine thoughts, and his divine thoughts were also experiencing the things that Buddha's past had experienced in the virtual image.

Not to mention how powerful the gods' blessed land after being cast with the witch clan's curse seal, even if they are as powerful as the supreme god of the Pure Land of Miraculous Bliss, they can only escape in panic and leave a clone, and they will be in control of life and death.

The virtual image after being extracted from memory turned into a huge stream of essence, pure essence, which was directly absorbed by Lu Zhao's soul to replenish his own foundation. After all, his mysterious fetus needed a lot of energy to condense.

Suddenly he felt a dreamy misty in front of his eyes, his heart was filled with desire, and then Lu Zhao felt a sharp pain in his head, and a large piece of messy memory flashed quickly in his mind. The last picture of the memory was that several gods who could not see clearly brought him endless darkness.

It seemed that after a long time, Lu Zhao woke up from the illusion of memory. He had a deep confusion in his eyes. There seemed to be a majestic voice roaring in his mind, "*** Heaven and earth are the most respected, color..."
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