Big Bodhi - Chapter 470

Hearing his words, Chen Yanshou’s heart trembled, and his thoughts flowed. His heart was frantically thinking about the way to get out of trouble. The breath of the Dragon King of Hongjiang from all directions became more fierce and terrible, and it seemed that it would really sweep over at any time.

Suddenly, a brilliant dark light condensed out and turned into a horsehead stone statue with three sides and eight arms, blocking Chen Yanshou’s body!

The gloomy atmosphere from the six circles of the netherworld Fengdu diffuses out, which is the avatar of King piluming Bodhisattva in Matou!

The Ming Wang Bodhisattva, who controls the animal path, scowled angrily, staring at the “Dragon Palace” not far away, and his dull hoarse voice boomed: “Little Dragon in the river, dare to harm our Fengdu creatures!”

After saying this, the pure and extremely bright King Buddha light reflected around his body, dispelling the cover of the dreamland above the “Dragon Pavilion”, and revealing the true face of the “Buddha source Xiaojing” hidden under it.

A glowing golden light rolled down from the depths of the Dragon Pavilion and condensed into the shape of the Hongjiang Dragon King. The Dragon King looked at the ferocious horse headed piluming Bodhisattva solemnly and said, “I thought who was playing tricks behind. It was the horse headed Ming king under the seat of the king of Tibet Bodhisattva.”

The expression of King piluming Bodhisattva in Matou became more and more fierce, and his hoarse and harsh voice spread all over the Longque water Palace: “Wu, little dragon, what virtue do you have? How can you dare to own this mysterious place of Buddhism alone? Today, I will fulfill this cause and effect on behalf of Buddhism, and take this small place into Youming Fengdu to worship the king of Tibet Bodhisattva!”

The Dragon King of Hongjiang’s eyes were extremely cold, and he was slightly trembled by the tone of these words, biting his teeth and saying, “it’s a bunch of nonsense!”

Prince Hong Yan looked up at the horse head piluming King Bodhisattva with Fengdu breath, and said angrily, “this state was given by Nanwu zhantan Gongde Buddha years ago. What does it have to do with your dezang King Bodhisattva in Youming Fengdu!”

The Bodhisattva of King piluming on horsehead gave a strange smile and said, “Whoever created this thing belongs to the Buddhism source religion. There is no need to say more. Let’s see my ‘the seal of the rotation of the beast road’!”

After his words came to an end, a huge and extremely spiritual seal condensed and came out, carrying an irresistible aura to suppress the Dragon King of Hongjiang!

Boom!

The unique ghost atmosphere of the Ming King Bodhisattva pervades the Hongjiang water environment. Now this Yin Ling seal has broken the illusion imprisonment, making countless creatures in the water palace look here.

The Dragon King of the Hongjiang River looked extremely calm, and between his thoughts, the wanzhang Golden Dragon virtual shadow hovering above the Dragon Tower sent out a dragon song that shook the world!

The huge dragon Qi body twisted down, and the Qi golden awn on the dragon head was extremely bright. Between the radiance and dissipation, the Golden Dragon virtual shadow actually left the Dragon Tower and greeted the Yin Ling seal!

Hongjiang Dragon Palace’s eyes were attracted by the horse head piluming King Bodhisattva, and no one was aware of it at all. Chen Yanshou, who was in front of the Dragon Palace, was covered with bright red blood lines. These scarlet lines were as dense as cobwebs all over his body, which was extremely terrible.

At the moment when the huge golden dragon virtual shadow hovered and its tail really left the Dragon que, Chen Yanshou was completely turned into a bright red halo wrapped in a blazing flame!

Boom!

It seemed that the powerful and terrifying Yin Ling’s seal was vulnerable in front of the Golden Dragon’s virtual shadow. In an instant, it collapsed into a virtual shadow all over the sky. The ten thousand feet of the Golden Dragon’s virtual shadow remained unchanged, and swallowed the mighty horse head piluming King Bodhisattva in one bite!

Prince Hong Yan showed a happy face and said, “God’s power on the father! This so-called king piluming Bodhisattva on horsehead is just a generation with a false name!”

But the expression of the Dragon King of the Hongjiang river became more and more gloomy. He quietly looked at a dead stone statue slowly falling from a very far place, and there was a very ominous premonition in the depths of his heart.

In the stone statue, there is still a little smell of horse head piluming King Bodhisattva, and half of it has not been adulterated.

“Father! Chen Yanshou is gone!”

Prince Hong Yan’s sudden roar came to his ears. The Dragon King of Hongjiang River looked down and lost the obstruction of the empty shadow of the Golden Dragon. The Buddha’s source under the Dragon Pavilion had no protection before, and it was extremely quiet.

The Dragon King of Hongjiang stared at the entrance of the boundary wall of the Buddha source Xiaojing, and said coldly, “King piluming of Matou made an avatar bluff in front of him, just to distract the Golden Dragon shadow of the Qi that has been passed on by the Dragon Palace of Hongjiang for countless years. His real purpose is to use Chen Yanshou to enter the Buddha source Xiaojing!”

Hearing this, Prince Hong Yan urgently said, “in that case, we might as well go quickly to protect the chaos in the small territory!”

The Dragon King of Hongjiang showed a sneer in his eyes and said, “how can these pickled things know that when zhantan Gongde Buddha opened up this territory in those days, his power of domination had already been branded into the blood of Hongjiang Dragon Descendants. Even if they entered the small territory of Buddha source, they would never take away a trace of chaos. Instead, we can catch turtles in a jar and directly catch them all!”

“I see. My father really has no plan.” Prince Hong Yan showed admiration and tut tut admiration.

His words fell, and the small realm of Buddha’s source under the Dragon Pavilion began to vibrate uncontrollably!

The Dragon King of Hongjiang was very clearly aware of the changes in Xiaojing. He couldn’t help but change his face and shouted, “how is this possible!”

His body shape twisted, turned into a stream of golden light, and directly disappeared into the small realm of Buddha at the bottom of the Dragon Tower!

Prince Hong Yan had never seen Hong Jiang long Jun lose his temper like this before. He couldn’t help but stand in his place in a daze, looking at each other with several real dragon princes who had just arrived here, and couldn’t say a complete sentence.

Buddha source Xiaojing.

Chen Yanshou had already lost his human form and turned into a scarlet shadow surrounded by the hole virtual real fire. The blood source of the Chen family in the depths of his blood vessels was heavily purified and stripped under the burning of his heart fire, and finally condensed a drop of translucent blood with an inexplicable smell.

This drop of fresh blood is the Chen family’s blood source linked with Chen Guangrui and Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha.

“Da Jue turns, condenses into a spell, traces the source of blood, and returns to the past!”

The cold voice flowed out of nothingness, and the noble Buddhist breath emanating from the Prajna Sutra filled the air. The blood shadow and the blood source of the Chen family scattered, wrapped by the Golden Buddha light, and immersed in the deepest part of the Buddha source.

“The era of rebirth”

Zhantan Gongde Buddha was called “Chen Xuanzang” before preaching Lingshan. It opened up this territory for Hongjiang Dragon Palace because of the cause and effect between his father Chen Guangrui and the original Hongjiang Dragon King.

In addition to Hongjiang Dragon Descendants being able to take charge of this realm, Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha, as the creator of this realm, has the supreme authority over this realm by nature.

Although Chen Yanshou’s Chen family blood source has long been slightly undetectable, Ji yuenian, relying on the Buddha light in the Prajna Heart Sutra, stubbornly branded Chen Yanshou’s blood source with the Buddhist true light of Lingshan heaven, making it disguise a trace of a very subtle breath of zhantan merit Buddha.

Boom!

Just when this breath really took shape, this small Buddha source hidden in the south of the continent for countless hours finally began to vibrate unimaginably!

You should know that in addition to the breath of Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha, even Hong Jiang dragon descendants can’t make this small area of Buddha source move by a dime!

“In the name of Nanwu zhantan Gongde Buddha, take back this Buddhist source small territory in the South China Sea, Buddhist source orthodox, Luojia mountain Chaoyin stream!”

In nothingness, Ji yuenian stood at the bottom of the star spirit realm at the edge of the moon spirit realm, slightly closed his eyes, and the breath of the “crossing spirit Buddha mantra” and the “Prajna Heart Sutra” intertwined, and two magnificent golden streams fell, emerging from the bottom of the Hongjiang water realm, and directly disappeared into the depths of the Buddha source realm.

Bang!

The sound of Buddha runs through the ears, and the dazzling golden awn blooms out. All creatures in the Hongjiang water territory have uncontrollably closed their eyes!

Under the palm of the breath of the false Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha, the small realm of the Buddha source gradually distorted and changed, and finally turned into a thin optical flow that blurred the beauty, which was forcibly captured by the seasons.

Hongjiang Dragon Palace, the bottom of the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King of Hongjiang river was stripped out by the small realm of Buddha source, and his body gradually solidified and fell where the small realm of Buddha source was before.

He stared at the bottom of the empty Dragon Palace in a daze. The depths of his pupils were stained with terrible scarlet blood, and his cold voice was hoarse to the extreme: “where is Hong Yan?”

Countless water palace creatures were surrounded in all directions, among which naturally there were several real dragon princes from Hongjiang dragon palace.

Hearing the call, Prince Hong Yan walked slowly to the Dragon King of Hongjiang River and stood with his head bowed, afraid to make any sound.