Chapter 220 Killing the Dragon King(2/2)
Ranked among the best among digital quasi-sages.
Zhunti achieved Hunyuan with the way of wisdom, so he could naturally see the key inside. He elevated Manjusri's status here because he took a fancy to his potential.
The Journey to the West Tribulation is about to begin. Buddhism will have to compete with countless forces. If we want to successfully survive this calamity, the existence of Manjusri is particularly important.
Manjusri sat on the swaying golden lotus and looked to the right.
The fourth is King Peacock Ming, the fifth is Ancestor Ran Deng, followed by Jiguang, Maitreya, Medicine Master, Jin Chanzi and other powerful people, their status has not changed from the previous life.
Jin Chanzi returned to the West early with his captive Zhuo Lin, and was not affected by the bloody formation. At this time, he was looking at Manjusri, his eyes full of doubts and inquiries.
"Everyone." At this moment, Tathagata suddenly said.
"The triumphant return of Manjushri Bodhisattva has greatly increased the prestige of our Buddhist sect. This is a rare and great event. We might as well take this opportunity to discuss the Tao with each other on Mount Sumeru for several years, improve each other's realm foundation, and at the same time open up practice for all living beings.
I wonder what you guys think about the door?"
"Good!"
All the Buddhas stood up one after another to express their agreement.
In an instant, countless gorgeous golden lotus flowers swept across the sky.
The wonderful Buddhist teachings reveal thousands of strange phenomena, causing the heaven and earth to tremble and scream. Countless creatures look forward to the direction of Mount Sumeru.
This sermon lasted for a particularly long time. Countless powerful men appeared one after another to explain the Tao Yun practice to all living beings. Various visions spread across the western world, attracting the attention of the world.
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At the same time, deep in the East China Sea.
Huang Long looked indifferent, raised his sword and sat on the throne of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.
The golden waves swayed randomly, blooming with a sweet and fragrant smell, which made all the dragons lying on the ground tremble with fear.
These golden waves are not visions, but the blood of the real dragon, the essence of the physical body.
At this time, in the center of the main hall of the Dragon Palace, the three Dragon Kings were brutally beheaded and dismembered. Their heads were casually lifted to the ground. Their wide-open eyes were particularly terrifying, as if they were telling their inner fear.
Chapter completed!