?Chapter 133: Buddha’s face is so angry

Yong Bowen did not hesitate to make a gesture to the two yellow scarf warriors who were holding the Kalachakra Demon Tong. "".

One of the yellow scarf warriors reached out and thrust his hand into Kalachakra Yaotong's chest. Kalachakra Yaotong let out an earth-shattering roar, and his entire figure gradually disappeared. Another yellow scarf warrior suddenly put his head in front of Kalachakra Yaotong.

, making a hissing sound, as if gasping for air.

It turns out that the driving core spirit of this yellow scarf warrior was a spirit sucker during his lifetime, specializing in absorbing all kinds of spiritual energy.

This demonic dharma body is purely supported by the power of magic and blood food, which is the favorite food of the illithid.

The spirit-sucking demon had been salivating over the demon's dharma body since early in the morning, but it was afraid of taking action due to Yong Bowen's order. After receiving the order to destroy the dharma body, it immediately couldn't bear it anymore and started sucking it according to its instinct.

But no matter how exquisite the puppet of the Yellow Turban Rex is, it is still a puppet. The eyes, ears, mouth and nose are just fake and cannot be used. The Kalachakra Demon's dharma body slowly disappears, and the spirit-sucking demon wastes its strength for a long time and absorbs nothing.

, and slapped the ground with great annoyance.

The yellow scarf warrior who intervened pulled out his hand, and there was already something in his palm. At that time, the Lun Yao Tong Dharma statue raised his palm, brought it to his eyes and looked at it. He stretched out an index finger to hold the Dharma statue and gently twisted it.

There was a squeaking sound in the palm of the hand, and the Dharma image shattered in response.

Yong Bowen looked into the sword box behind his back with both hands. He had a sword in his left hand and a long-distance talisman gun in his right hand. He silently recited the Three Purities of Righteousness/Dharma Subjugation and Elimination Technique in his heart, waiting for the monk to show up and give him a good look.

The Yellow Turban warriors all around also followed Yong Bowen's thoughts and became more vigilant and prepared for the battle.

Kemo stretched his neck that night, wanting to see if the dead bald donkey would come as promised, but he couldn't help but guess which one was better between the dead bald donkey and the dead celestial master. If the bald donkey won, wouldn't he be able to get rid of his hair?

Difficult?

It was quiet, the dark wind blew by, making a whining sound, but the monk was nowhere to be seen.

Yong Bowen stared at him with big eyes and a bunch of puppets.

The translator, Evil Ghost, was anxious about his boss's needs. Without waiting for Yong Bowen to ask, he shouted: "Hey, Ye Kemo, what's going on? Are you telling lies to deceive the Heavenly Master? What's going on? Is this the attitude of the Great Heavenly Master?"

You are so kind, but you are thinking of being evil? Let me tell you, it would be as easy for the Great Heavenly Master to kill you as to kill an ant, but don’t regard his generosity as something to be bullied, you are asking for your own death!

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Ye Kemo quickly defended: "How difficult is it? That's what he told me. I haven't tried it. I don't know whether what he said is true or false. If the monk didn't tell lies, he must have learned about this through demon communication."

Due to the situation, I am so frightened by the great Heavenly Master’s fame and strength that I dare not come here to die!”

No matter what the truth is, there is nothing wrong with giving the high hat first.

Yong Bowen was a little disappointed. He now had hundreds of yellow scarf warriors under his command, and they had already shown strong enough fighting power, so his confidence was greatly increased. He thought about capturing the monk alive and getting more information about the Wheel of Time Tribulation.

At this moment, the dark and silent clouds in the sky suddenly rolled and surged, causing the sky above them to shake. Like an approaching hurricane or like cold water boiling, a strange whine and howl sounded in the air.

The rolling dark clouds quickly turned into a huge vortex, just above Yong Bowen's head, covering the entire sky, like a giant's single eye looking down at the tiny sentient beings.

A huge sense of oppression fell from the sky, making Ye Kemo almost unable to control himself. His mind that had just calmed down was turbulent again. The two forces were fighting, as if they had encountered an irresistible natural enemy.

Yong Bowen slowly raised the long-range talisman gun with the talisman pressed in it and pointed it at the sky.

Suddenly, a bit of bluish-white appeared in the center of the vortex, as if bleaching dye had been thrown into black water. It spread rapidly and became larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, the entire vortex turned into bluish-white, and then a little golden light scattered from the center of the vortex, which first showed bluish-white.

When I came out, there was a sudden burst of light, Sanskrit sounds sounded in the sky, flowers rained all over the sky, and a strange fragrance filled my nostrils. Under the golden light, the hell that was always cold and cold all year round felt strangely warm.

The golden light spreads and disperses the dark clouds, revealing a giant face of Buddha that covers the sky!

"What kind of monster dares to destroy my messenger's dharma body!"

The huge sound of infinite majesty resounded to the bottom of the sky.

Under the golden light, Ye Kemo's soul was about to fly away. He fell to the ground and could not raise his head. However, he heard the Yongda Master next to him saying disdainfully: "It's like this again. How old are you? You're still pretending to be a Buddha. I don't know what money is now."

Now, even the Shaolin Temple is mainly about making money, so who will worship you?"

Logically speaking, the mages, who spend their days practicing magic and summoning gods and exorcising ghosts, should be the group of people who believe in gods and ghosts the most. But in fact, it is just the opposite. They have never taken things seriously about gods and ghosts.

The thing is, it's not that I just don't believe in using these things like an atheist, but I'm not like ordinary people who are timid when they see a god or Buddha, and then bow a few times before talking. This is

As the saying goes, distance creates beauty, and it is the same here, that is, distance creates mystery. Ordinary people will never see a real god or living ghost in their lifetime, but when they see it, they will be shocked and don't know how to deal with it. But the mages

Naturally, there is no sense of mystery when dealing with these guys almost every day. Respect those who should be respected, arrest those who should be arrested, and just follow the rules. This is like in ancient times, when ordinary people had no chance to see the emperor, they treated the emperor as his own.

I imagined that he was so wise and mighty and omnipotent, but when the eunuchs around him mentioned the emperor, no matter how respectful they were on the surface, they would say, "Hey, isn't that the case? He's lame and has pockmarks all over his face."

He is still a retard, but in fact, all the major political affairs of this country come from the hands of our eunuchs!

Although the passage to the fairy world has been cut off over the years, and there has been no contact with the gods and deities in the past for a long time, the foundation of the past is still there. The most typical example is when Longhu Mountain embarrassed Yong Bowen, the first request he made was to ask the ghost king.

As a servant, and secondly, to ask the Three Pure Immortals to act as a matchmaker. They are all used as messengers, and there is no respect at all when mentioning them.

Of course, although there is no sense of mystery, if you really meet the right person, you should be respectful on the face. It is rare for Yong Bowen to be so dry and scolding.

The reason why Yong Bowen was so completely devoid of awe was very simple. He had already seen the skill of the Wheel of Wheels and Tribulation. When he defeated the Master of Wheels of Wheels and Tribulation at the airport, and in the final battle, Dorje Jebu used it.

After this trick, Yong Bowen was able to see through this so-called Buddha's incarnation, which seemed to be good and evil, thanks to the remaining spiritual wisdom of the reincarnation of the Qinglong protector. He would not take it seriously if he encountered it again this time.

Yong Bowen looked up at the giant face of the Buddha and asked coldly: "Where did you come from, you dare to pretend to be gods and ghosts here?" This is a genuine trick of pretending to be gods and ghosts, and it is definitely not an adjective. As he shouted, he quietly gave the yellow scarf behind him a

After the rhinoceros performed an operation, the cleverest Huang Er immediately started working with several yellow scarf rhinoceros around him, taking out large and small parts from the box behind him and quickly assembling them.

"You monster, you don't know how to live or die, how dare you utter such arrogant words, even if you see my Buddha's true body, why don't you quickly kneel down and worship atone for your sins!" The Buddha was furious, opened his mouth, spit out a golden lotus, and smashed it down towards Yong Bowen.

Although the golden lotus was spat out from the mouth, it was too big to hold up the giant face of the Buddha. The golden lotus spat out was as big as a small mountain. It was blowing in the strong wind, and it was as powerful as a star falling from the sky.

This time it was going to be smashed solid, not to mention Yong Bowen, even someone as strong as the Yellow Turban Warrior had to be smashed into a photo on the spot.

But Yong Bowen was not afraid. With a wave of his hand, more than a hundred Yellow Turban warriors around him took out the shoulder-mounted individual rocket launchers from the box behind them - these were all customized by Yong Bowen for the Yellow Turban warriors at Yu Chengshi Company.

Being so big, they are also very powerful - they fired at the golden lotuses falling from the sky.

Every rocket fired has a talisman effect. When it was delivered, these rockets were all blank. This is what Yong Bowen specifically requested to leave blank, and then he painted the corresponding patterns according to his own needs.

When the spell is fired, it will be activated by the yellow scarf warrior's own magic power. When it touches the target, it will be activated, which is extremely powerful.

The golden lotus shines brightly, forming a protective shield-like ball of light on the surface. When rockets are launched, they explode one after another when they hit the ball of light, and cannot even touch the golden lotus itself.

Although this protective cover is strong, it cannot withstand the ferocious firepower of Yong Bowen. The yellow scarf warriors set up the canisters and fired four consecutive rounds. Good guy, more than 400 rockets that were as big as small missiles flew up.

A small city can be razed to the ground. Although this golden lotus looks glorious, it is only a Xibei product after all, not the real supernatural power of the Buddha. To be honest, it is just thrown down by magic. It can block one, two or ten hundred.

But the more than four hundred of them could not be stopped no matter what. The first dozens of them exploded the protective shield, and then more than ten of them hit the golden lotus. With a loud explosion, the golden lotus was torn apart, the golden light dissipated, and the golden lotus exploded.

It turned into broken stones, crashing down all over the sky.

Huang Da, who was acting as a bodyguard behind Yong Bowen, immediately bent forward, opened his arms, and blocked the top of Yong Bowen's head. All the falling rocks fell on Huang Da, and none of them could hurt Yong Bowen. The other yellow scarf warriors also

Not afraid of these rubbles, even the main target of the interrogation, Yekomo, was immediately protected. However, the ordinary indigenous soldiers who were trapped in one place were unable to escape without any protection, so they just stood there and endured it.

They were smashed, and more than half of them were killed on the spot. The screams were earth-shattering for a while, and the situation was horrific.

The remaining three hundred or so pellets flew straight towards the Buddha's big face in the sky without any obstruction.

Although the big face is intimidating, it also has the same advantage, that is, you don't need to aim carefully and you can just draw it casually.

The golden light in the Buddha's eyes turned into sharp rays of light and shot towards the flying rockets. The situation was just like the laser shooting missiles in the movie. The rockets were hit by the golden light and exploded.

The sound of time was endless, and sparks burst out all over the sky. However, the rockets came too quickly and too densely. After all, the golden light swept around and missed a dozen of them, and they all hit the Buddha's big face without any deviation.

The Buddha's face was full of flowers, and his whole face was floating, vaguely seeming to be scattered.

Yong Bowen turned around and glanced at Huang Erzhongli, who was busy, and saw that he had already set up things.

I saw that the thing was long and conical, with a pointed head and a round butt, and small wings on both sides of the butt. It was placed on a tower, and its pointed head reached into the sky. It was more than ten meters long. It looked like a missile from a distance, and it looked like a missile from a close distance. What do you think?

It all looks like a missile, but in fact it is just a missile!

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