Chapter 687 Buddha's Blue Lotus

"The Blue Lotus of Buddha!"

Mingxin monk shouted in a low voice, and the string of Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly burst out with strong golden light, which was all absorbed into the palm of Mingxin monk.

Then, the Buddhist beads began to spin, and soon cracks appeared on them.

This string of Buddhist beads has been with Mingxin monk for many years. Every time he recites scriptures and practices Buddhism, he will wear this string of Buddhist beads on his hand. Over the years, the pure nourishment of Buddha's power has made this string of Buddhist beads more powerful.

Now facing a strong enemy, Mingxin monk chooses to drain all the power of the Buddhist beads!

When the golden light was absorbed to the extreme, the huge phantom of the Arhat in the void suddenly showed a furious look, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his every move burst out with unimaginable terrible aura.

The killing aura is rising rapidly.

Who said that monks must be compassionate and merciful to everyone?

The thousand-meter-high Arhat phantom stood high above the sky, shining with golden light, as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the area as bright as day.

In the nearby cities, many practitioners were awakened by the golden light. They stared at this scene blankly, all of them cast their eyes on the statue, mouths open, unimaginable.

"Is it... the real Buddha who has descended?"

"What a terrifying Arhat phantom!"

"What level of power is he?"

"One day, a power of this level will descend in our land of Hundred Kingdoms."

The practitioners were all very excited when they saw this scene.

They didn't know what was going on. When they looked up, they saw the thousand-meter-high Arhat phantom emitting brilliant golden light above the sky. They thought it was a great blessing from the Buddha.

In fact, this was a cruel war.

The huge Arhat shadow stretched out his hands, and a green lotus surrounded by golden light grew in his palms, about to bloom.

The rich Buddha power was reaching its peak inch by inch.

In front of Monk Mingxin, Gusu Tutian stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene with interest, and said with a smile, "I will wait for you to exert your full strength, and then I will defeat you with one punch. Don't worry, I will never throw a second punch."

Monk Mingxin had a calm expression, and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead.

This was a blow that he had concentrated all his strength on. As for whether he could hurt Gusu Tutian, he didn't dare to guarantee it.

It can only be said that he tried his best to buy time for Ye Chen to escape!

Feeling the increasingly surging Buddha power in his body, Monk Mingxin shouted in a low voice, urged the Arhat shadow behind him, and hit the green lotus brazenly.

The green lotus is a symbol of status within Buddhism.

Only those who have cultivated to be high monks in Buddhism can condense the green lotus for attack or as a mount.

Boom!

The green lotus shook the world. Although it was advancing very slowly, it was crushing the void inch by inch and covering Gusu Tutian.

"I promised to punch once, and I won't punch again."

Gusu Tutian raised an arc at the corner of his mouth and raised his fist.

The next moment, the demonic energy around him was hot and surging wildly.

This seemingly plain punch collided fiercely with the green lotus.

After the contact, the powerful green lotus was like being smashed through by a giant hammer. The terrifying air wave that burst out rushed towards all directions, vast and boundless, wishing to swallow everything.

"Broken, broken!"

"Who on earth could smash the green lotus with one punch!"

"This Arhat phantom, with such a huge aura, was actually defeated?"

"Who is the opponent?"

At this moment, tens of thousands of practitioners saw this scene.

Their hearts were shaken. The Arhat phantom, which they regarded as a sign of good fortune a second ago, was suppressed by another force. No matter who it was, they would probably feel bad.

"Demonic energy, such a strong demonic energy!"

In the city, a knowledgeable cultivator shouted.

As the golden light became dimmer and the blue lotus became more broken, everyone saw it more clearly!

That blue lotus, a symbol of good fortune and Buddhism, was pierced through by a bright red arm. From front to back, it was completely broken at the first touch, and there was not even a decent confrontation.

Not only did the blue lotus collapse, but the Arhat phantom was also hit hard in the face by this punch.

Puff!

Monk Mingxin spurted out a mouthful of blood. After the Arhat phantom behind him was frustrated, he himself seemed to be hit by a giant hammer. The feeling of dizziness and pain lingered for a long time and could not be shaken off.

For a moment, Monk Mingxin almost thought he was going to die.

"See, it's just one punch."

Gusu Tutian raised his fist and smiled proudly, "But what surprised me a little is that you didn't die after taking my punch, and you can still stand here. This alone is really admirable."

Monk Mingxin took a few deep breaths to calm the boiling blood in his body.

Being defeated by a punch is really embarrassing. After all, I am a Buddhist disciple. How can the gap between me and Gusu Tutian be so big? But it doesn't matter. After delaying for such a long time, Ye Chen and the others should have escaped... Monk Mingxin thought so and turned his head to look.

This sight made his pupils shrink instantly and his smile stiffened.

Ye Chen did not leave from beginning to end.

He was standing in the void not far away, with his head slightly lowered.

"Why didn't you escape!"

Monk Mingxin was so angry that he finally couldn't help but yelled.

"How can I leave you alone to cover the rear?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath and took a step forward with a very cold expression.

On the surface, he seemed full of confidence, but in fact he was panicking.

"Sister, you really won't help me? He is the son of the demon clan who has seven life and death changes. If you don't help, I might really have to die here. Once I die, this Cauldron of Creation will also lose its owner..."

Ye Chen tried his best to communicate with the mysterious woman.

However, there was no echo in the cauldron.

This is the most frightening thing.

Can you please say something to me?

It's better than saying nothing.

Jing Zhongyue stood beside Ye Chen and sneered at the sight, "It seems that we are going to die together. It's really annoying to die with someone like you. Is it that even God can't stand me, so he punishes me like this?"

"Shut up."

Ye Chen said in a low voice.

He was frantically deducing in his mind how to deal with the next situation.

"Ye Chen, you are quite annoying. In the Void Realm, you dare to gather the human race to suppress my demon race. It's ridiculous. Who gave you the courage? By the way, I heard that you are the first in sword talent certified by the Void Realm, so I will kill you!"

Swish!

Gusu Tutian just finished speaking and suddenly attacked.

A flame turned into a stream of light and pierced Ye Chen.

The speed was too fast for people to react.

Jing Zhongyue, who had been silent before, suddenly rose up and blocked Ye Chen.

Boom!

That attack hit Jing Zhongyue fiercely...