Fahai travels through Tang Sanzang

Chapter 225 Tell you to take it seriously, this is a lesson against the sky!
Thunderstorm.

All living beings in the three realms have heard the color change.

Let's say that when King Zhou was just struck down by the thunderbolt, he wanted to push away Fahai who was approaching him, but his divine body was broken by the thunderbolt, and he lost all his blood.
It is said that it is too late for ordinary people to see Jie Lei Zang, but this is the first time they have encountered someone leaning hard and upward.

For a while, King Zhou didn't know whether he was daring or ignorant.

When I was about to persuade him a few more words.

"Crack!"

A thunderbolt strikes down.

clang clang-

Seeing that tribulation thunder was thrown into a purple gold bowl by Fahai to receive it, it was buzzing -- the purple gold bowl was wrapped in plasma, even though it was blessed by Fahai's Buddha's light, when a tribulation thunder struck, it also gave off a bit of gloom.

"It won't last long." Fa Hai looked serious.

"Monk, why is this?"

"The benefactor has the will to live and die early. Although the poor monk is an ordinary monk, he can also sense that there is still resentment in the benefactor's heart."

Click! !
Another thunderbolt strikes down, the purple gold bowl is already scorched black, it is already unstable in mid-air, swaying from side to side.

"The little monk has studied Buddhism all his life, but so far the Dharma is superficial, but this time he can't save the benefactor, let alone save the benefactor. He can only ask the benefactor's last wish under the cloud of calamity, which is a little bit meager."

boom!
Another tribulation thunder strikes, and the purple gold alms bowl has long lost its magic, and falls from mid-air. Fa Hai puts the alms bowl in his sleeves, looks up at the robbery cloud, and the celestial energy in his body vibrates, gathering into a vajra mask, resisting the thunder.

"The widow has sinned a lot in his life. If there are two regrets, one is that he is sorry for his ancestors; the other is that he is sorry for his subjects and people. Now that I am like this, I have no shame to ask for forgiveness." Having said this, King Zhou looked at Fa Hai: "Monk, if you say that I am most unwilling, I don't know who has been plotted against in Nuwa's palace so far, so that I have been confused. If you really want to find that person again in the future, please help me to ask him a few words. , why? Why?"

"If you understand something, come here and tell me."

"Amitabha."

After calling out the Buddha's name, Fa Hai looked at the high place where the tribulation thunder was brewing again, and sighed softly: "The almsgiver is the first person who might successfully survive the flames of the Buddha, but it's a pity that he broke free from it before he could do his best, and attracted This kind of catastrophe, the little monk is not talented. I am willing to do a good job for the almsgiver."

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"World Honored Earth Store!"

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Prayaba is coaxing!"

"Flying dragon - in the sky!"

Fa Hai stretched out his hand to shoot, and the flying dragon staff obtained from Lingji Bodhisattva flew out of thin air.

"go with!"

Roar--

The Flying Dragon Staff turned into a golden dragon, and following the direction Fa Hai pointed out, it seemed that it was about to crash directly into the robbery cloud.

Rumble, click——!
At this moment, the purple lightning in the calamity cloud shot straight down and collided with Prime Minister Long, and everyone looked sideways. For a moment, they didn't know that it was the golden dragon that swallowed the thunder, and the thunder pierced through the flying dragon.

Roar!
It was the sound of the dragon chant covering the sky again, which seemed to overwhelm the roar in the thunderclouds.

Boom boom boom!

When the five thunders came into the world, the flying dragon that was still dancing was shattered into powder in an instant, and then thousands of tribulation thunders roared to -

Not only King Zhou, but even Fahai was shrouded in it.

"Amitabha."

He also saw the Buddha chanting a long time, and Fa Hai didn't retreat half a step, just sitting cross-legged in the thunder cloud, the Buddha chanted brilliantly, although he didn't know what kind of sutra he was reciting, but he saw a phantom relic appearing above his head, Along with the tribulation thunder, the Buddha's lights melted into King Zhou's primordial spirit together.

All the gods saw it clearly, Master Sanzang really gathered the relics? ! !
When Yang Jian arrived late, he saw that the karmic barriers in King Zhou's Yuanshen had almost dissipated, and the relics of Master Sanzang were covered with cracks, and the Yuanshen of King Zhou, who was almost fading away, had opened his arms to welcome the last thunderstorm. !
The robbery cloud in the mid-air was still black and oppressive, but he could see clearly that Master Sanzang was at the end of his strength, relying on that phantom relic to support him. Even so, the onlookers were amazed, what kind of cultivation is this? for?

To be able to shake the robbery with this?

King Zhou looked at Master Sanzang, whose monk's clothes had already been torn, and sighed: "I hate that I didn't know the holy monk earlier, and I also hate why I searched for the holy monk and dragged the holy monk into such a dangerous place for no reason. Today, the holy monk is very kind, and my son is afraid." It’s hard to repay.”

Thunder shook.

The catastrophe poured into King Zhou Yuanshen, and Fa Hai slowly closed his eyes.

Zhang Guifang knelt down and cried out in pain.

Zhang Kui and other Xingjun possessed himself and bowed down to see off His Majesty——

"Whew——wheeze—what a thief!"

Just when everyone thought that King Zhou was dead, they heard King Zhou scolding from the thunder light. Fa Hai got up angrily, but saw that the thunder light wrapped King Zhou Yuanshen and released tens of thousands of purple lights. The primordial spirit ran wildly, but it didn't detonate for a long time. It was used to torture King Zhou's primordial spirit, so that he could not be freed!

"Ha cough cough cough cough!!!" King Zhou's eyes were almost lost, and he cried out sadly: "I have been punished by the heavens alone! Tell you to look at it, this is a lesson against the sky!"

"Why is this!" Fa Hai glared at the sky, his body trembling slightly.

The Great Sage leaped to Master's side, and supported Master, with the same expression of displeasure, he pointed his stick at the sky, "You really are not a human being!"

Yang Jian's brows and eyes were bright, and a divine light shot into the robbery cloud, as if he wanted to disperse the robbery cloud, but instead attracted a thunder light, following the divine light, it wanted to bite his sky eyes back.

Swish!
The three-pointed and two-edged knife blocked his eyes, knocking out thunderbolt sparks.

The great sage pulled out a handful of monkey hair and turned into thousands of incarnations. He wanted to rush into the robbery cloud to disperse it, but he saw thunder flashing in the robbery cloud, and after a while there was a burst of anxiety.

"Master, it is clear that King Zhou is going to be the target of this catastrophe." The Great Sage said four words slowly with a gloomy expression, "Using King Zhou as a sacrifice is more than killing chickens to scare monkeys, it is knocking mountains to shake tigers."

Fa Haifa saw King Zhou almost collapsed but was forcibly wrapped in a place of soul by the thunder light, suddenly his expression froze, and he said to the great sage, "Wukong, protect me!"

Seeing the scene here, Yang Jian felt the wind under his feet, flew to Fa Hai's side, cupped his hands towards Fa Hai, and stood on the other side to protect Fa Hai together.

Fahai's palms fluttered, and phantoms appeared in the handprints of his fingertips. He chanted mantras, and saw his already dim Buddha's light shine again. All of them were poured into the cracked relic.

Everyone didn't know what Fahai was going to do, but the Jieyun in the mid-air seemed to sense it, attracting thousands of thunders from the sky.Fortunately, Yang Jian and the Great Sage supported him to the death, so that he would not be caught in a thunderstorm.

Then the little white dragon came with a gun, followed by Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin, and the four evil stars also stepped into the thunder pond
At this moment, Fahai shouted loudly: "Protect King Zhou Yuanshen!"

After hearing this, everyone looked sideways at each other. It turned out that Jieyun could not stop Master Sanzang from casting spells for a while, and was going to detonate the thunder that wrapped King Zhou Yuanshen!

"Edict!"

A deep voice came from the clouds, it was actually heard that the grand master was sitting on a black unicorn, and the fence was between King Zhou and Jieyun. Refers to King Zhou Yuanshen.

Then he saw the thunder that was about to explode, and it went out instantly.

In the light of thunder, the grand master heard that his beard and hair were fluttering, and when he looked at King Zhou with both eyes, he was not only relieved, but also felt pity. ?
Besides, he is the Great Immortal of Jiejiao, so why didn't he know he was lucky in Xiqi back then?
People who can be taught, when did they believe in luck?
I ordered me to cut it off!
Afterwards, 36 members of the Leifu Heavenly Generals, guarding the whole body of Grand Master Wen, formed a large formation to resist the thunderstorm.

Among them, there was another series of battles with ten absolutes, showing a soaring evil spirit.

"Thank you Tianzun!"

Fa Hai finally formed a Ksitigarbha root seal, with two middle fingers facing the sky, attracting the relics on the top and pouring them into King Zhou Yuanshen——

Bang!
There was a crackling sound.

Everyone stared at the sound, it turned out that it was the relic that was forcibly condensed by Master Sanzang. The moment it entered the Yuanshen of King Zhou, it could no longer maintain its shape and was broken into nine pieces.
"This is!!!"

However, these nine pieces of relics, under the guidance of Master Sanzang, went straight to the deepest part of King Zhou's Yuanshen, and they were actually sealed and wrapped up in the depths of his Yuanshen under the list of gods.

At this time, I only heard the Buddha's chants in the sky, uploaded to the nine heavens, and descended to the underworld, saying: "Om, well, nea, bah, me, hum!"

boom!
Another crackling sound.

(End of this chapter)