Chapter 173: Nuo Ghost Riding on Buddha

"The Yellow Millet Buddha Kingdom of Infinite Bimbisara, bless me with the infinite computing power of Nayuta."

Huinan, with golden skin and covered with tiny Sanskrit characters, is like a descended Buddha. A huge amount of causal computing power fills his mind, and the scars on his head are constantly blasting out blue arcs.

There is no trace of black in the eyes of the monk who is in an overloaded state. The cold and ruthless divinity completely suppresses human nature.

At this moment, Huinan is fearless. He is the Buddha, and the Buddha is him!

"In the sky, on the ground. Only I am the only one!"

In the messy scripture hall, two waves of fist shadows, one black and one gold, collided brazenly!

Cracks as thin as spider webs spread where the two stood, and all the floor tiles within a radius of two or three feet were cracked, as if a ground dragon turned over.

The sudden explosion of crackling sound swept around with the turbulent wind.

The monks huddled in the corner of the scripture hall were shaken by the wind and could hardly stand.

In the direction of the gate, He Zangjia, who had just pretended to flee, now leaned against the door leisurely and snorted disdainfully.

"A little trick allowed greed to blind his eyes, and he still had the nerve to put the words of Sakyamuni on himself? Does this bald donkey understand the value of Wu Qi Du Fu?"

Give up the huge advantage of "he telepathy" and use computing power to amplify the Buddha's body, choosing to fight Wu Qi Du Fu head-on.

In He Zangjia's eyes, Hui Nan's choice can only be described in four words.

Stupid.

The middle door opened wide and punched.

That was the favorite thing of the martial arts sequence!

Li Jun's ankles sank deeply into the ground, and the muscles of his arms bounced up, and he raised his elbows to push Hui Nan's fists away.

The fists and elbows collided, as if there was a dry thunder exploding in the room.

Whoosh!

Before Li Jun had time to rush to get close, a strong wind sounded above his head.

King Kong has more than two fists, but four arms!

Feng E's fists were heavy, but the warrior just smiled coldly in response.

Li Jun's figure sank, and he actually carried the Buddha's arm on his shoulder and swung it at Huinan!

Boom!

This sound was as muffled as a drum, and the listeners' heartbeats accelerated and their scalps numbed.

He Zangjia subconsciously had a thought in his mind, if he was promoted to the seventh grade of farmers, and all the acupuncture points on his back were activated, could he withstand Huinan's arms and smash it.

The answer is yes, and he can also blackmail the other party for a lot of money.

"Don't have these crooked thoughts, I'm from the farming sequence, which good farmer would fight with others like this for no reason?"

His lungs trembled, and his blood was boiling.

The special effect of the seventh-grade body-building technique of cutting bitterness and locking tendons made Li Jun feel no pain at all, but even more excited.

Li Jun's shoulders shrugged, and his arms leaned on the two exquisitely crafted seventh-grade Buddha arms as if they were shoulders.

Squeak.

The sudden metallic whine drew a trace of black representing humanity from Huinan's inhuman eyes, but it was swallowed up by the golden Buddha nature in an instant.

The heavy burden brought by the majestic computing power made it difficult for him to move his mind.

"Demon!"

The voice from Huinan's mouth was stiff as if it was synthesized by a machine, and even had a little noisy sound of electricity.

The two Buddha arms extending from Huinan's back pressed down brazenly, risking collapse to suppress Li Jun's actions, and at the same time, the two fists blasted out like a storm!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fist shadows were as violent as the storm, but they could not extinguish the pair of fiery eyes!

"Have you fought enough?"

Huinan's eyes trembled suddenly, and dark ink spots appeared in his two golden eyes.

The majestic face like Buddha was also moved, revealing a tangled and struggling expression.

Face to face with life and death, the instinct of survival in human nature began to entangle with the cold Buddha nature, fighting for control.

"Are you afraid? Then it's my turn!"

Crack!

With a loud bang, the two seventh-grade Buddha arms were finally torn apart and exploded into pieces in the sky!

"Eight Extremes!"

Li Jun roared, punched out like an angry dragon, and slammed into the chest of the King Kong with the terrifying power of the Eight Extremes.

"Uh-huh."

Huinan choked out a mouthful of white with gold, but no bright red blood.

The burly body was almost hunched to the same height as Li Jun, and the four eyes suddenly met.

The pair of eyes burning with dazzling bandit flames burned the fearless divinity in Huinan's heart clean.

"Brother Abbot, Buddha Kingdom"

As soon as the thought came up, the fist shadow arrived.

Li Jun sank up and drew his fist like a bow, and his fists attacked like shooting arrows, and countless fists hit Huinan's King Kong Buddha body.

Huinan could no longer control his body, and swayed back and forth in the fist shadow. The fear and shock in his eyes became more and more obvious, and there was no trace of the arrogance and dominance that he had just shown.

Puff

The unique Dharma body of Buddhism could not withstand such a surging force, and it cracked and broke.

Finally, with a sharp sound of tearing silk, a golden mechanical body engraved with fine Sanskrit was blasted out of the skin!

Buzz.

The skinned monk Huinan exposed the fleshy "natural wisdom root" between his eyebrows, which was the foundation and life gate of the Buddhist sequence.

The Vajra, who was left with only a mechanical body, endured the piercing pain all over his body, raised his arms in the air, and the faint light on his palms flickered, revealing two eerie muzzles.

This kind of Buddhist weapon similar to the "palm thunder" has gone beyond the scope of gunpowder firearms and has a little prototype of energy weapons.

As for the power, Li Jun had experienced it before.

Threatening, but not lethal.

Without the interference of the Buddha Kingdom on the ground, Huinan, the demon-slaying leader of the early Buddhist Seventh Retreat, was no match for Li Jun.

Boom!

Li Jun stepped forward with his left foot, and his figure soared into the sky, and he raised his leg to pull away Huinan's right hand.

The sudden burst of energy impact hit a pillar, creating a terrifying gap.

At the same time, Huinan stretched out his left hand to stick to Li Jun's face, but the Buddha light condensed in his palm was broken by Li Jun's elbow before it could be blasted out.

The five fingers rolled up, although it was a mechanical body, there were still nerves connected in it.

The pain in his heart made Huinan want to scream miserably, but the next second, a palm overturned and covered his face, blocking the scream directly in his mouth.

Boom!

Huinan's huge body was directly pressed to the ground by Li Jun, smashing a huge deep pit.

Both shots were empty, and Huinan had no means of turning the tables at this moment. He could only watch Li Jun's fist approaching inch by inch until it occupied all his sight.

Li Jun's fists fell, one faster than the other, and blasted into the deep pit.

The rubble on the ground jumped up and down as the ground shook. The Sutra Hall, which had lost two pillars, was trembling and about to collapse.

"Nuo ghost riding Buddha. This is really cruel!"

Standing at the door, He Zangjia looked at the scene in front of him with a dull expression, muttering to himself.

And the monks in the hall had already quietly escaped the moment their head's golden body was broken.

The movement was so agile that He Zangjia, who was ready to pick two to make his role more realistic, had no time to stop him.

In the blink of an eye, the head of the Buddha Seven Demon Subduing Sect and the head of the Arhat Temple Dharma Academy, Hui Nan, were no longer in the deep pit.

There was only the Buddha's blood accumulated at the bottom of the pit, as deep as the wrist, and the small parts scattered everywhere.

Li Jun grabbed Hui Nan's head with one hand. Under his neck, there were countless dense broken wires, crackling and exploding sparks and arcs.

The Buddhist sequence is different from the military sequence. The mechanical body is only an aid to cut off the desire of the flesh for them, and the wisdom root at the center of the eyebrows is the foundation.

The wisdom root is continuous, and the diamond is immortal.

"Ask a question, where is the Buddhist kingdom host of your Luohan Temple?"

Huinan's dim eyes revealed deep sorrow and fear. This madman not only wanted to take away the fruit position that he had cultivated hard in this life, but also cut off his chance of nirvana and reincarnation.

The Buddhist kingdom host records the monks' "ordination certificate". Once the Buddhist kingdom is destroyed, not only nirvana and reincarnation will become empty talk. Even the surviving monks will become "wild monks" like lonely ghosts.

Only by finding a new temple to attach to can there be another opportunity to practice and advance.

Although Huinan hates the abbot Huixin at this moment, he will not betray Luohan Temple.

In the fight just now, Li Jun has seen that Huinan's thinking is controlled by computing power, so he will stop himself at all costs.

There must be intrigue here, so he asked this question.

Seeing Hui Nan remained silent, Li Jun just smiled lightly, "Repay evil with kindness? Okay, then I'll let you die quickly."

Five fingers closed, and Hui Gen burst.

[Gain 70 mastery points]

[Consume 57 mastery points, and Qie Ku Suo Jin (seventh-grade body forging) is upgraded to the seventh-grade great perfection]

[Remaining mastery points 23 points]

"Hu"

Li Jun exhaled a bloody breath, and he could clearly feel that his injuries were healing at a very fast speed.

It turns out that only those who can resist beatings are worthy of being called a dictator.

Suddenly, Li Jun's vision twisted and shook, and a familiar feeling filled his heart.

"This is the Buddhist kingdom on earth."

Crackling.

A crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the Nuo mask, and Li Jun suddenly turned his head and looked through the broken wall into the depths of the temple.

"So it's hidden there!"