Although it is not clear what the specific function of the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra is, Bai Nu’s votes are not in vain.

"I don't know what they are used for if you take them out individually. But if you put them together, I know how to use them."

Fu Zhen did not attack Wang Boqian, but with the power of the six-character Great Ming Mantra, he was suppressed by the invisible monk, unable to open his eyes to kill.

"Hey, it's done."

Brother Langshan Temple looked at his younger brother who was sitting on the sofa and talking to himself, and at the same time he covered his forehead.

It’s over, crazy!

Of course He Zhao saw their senior brothers' actions, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

They are just two tool men, nothing worth paying attention to.

The scene reappeared again, and he clutched two Gabala spiritual bone beads.

"Please raise my six-character Great Ming Mantra to the limit of what you can do."

The words fell and there was no response.

"???"

Could it be that the six-character Great Ming Mantra is too advanced and cannot be strengthened by the power of two Gabala spiritual bone beads?

"Wait, not necessarily."

"Please raise the word Om in the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra to the limit of what you can do."

"Click——"

The word [Om] in my mind has become a little bigger. There has never been any font color, rendering it a touch of gold. Although it looks extremely dim compared to the golden Buddha, it still has a slightly different color.

"Return."

Next, in the five rewinds, raise the remaining words [Mah], [E], [Bah], [Mi], and [Hum] one by one.

Six dim golden fonts are neatly arranged in the conscious space of the mind.

When he was not observing carefully, the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra was absorbing the golden light emitted from the Buddha's body, and the color was getting darker little by little.

"I don't see the monk, please wait for me."

He planned to fuck the great monk before he ran away.

The two axes were going back and forth, so that he couldn't gather the wool and couldn't breathe?

Missing monk: "???"

In front of the Buddhist exhibition hall, the great monk led eleven monks out of a dark corner.

The next moment, a golden giant came into view.

Everyone on the street was stunned.

giant?

"not see!"

A roar that was even fiercer than a lion's mark made a group of people's eardrums buzz and their heads became dizzy.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two steps, just two steps.

The giant golden light arrived in front of the missing monk, then formed five thunder fingers on his left and right hands, flashed with dazzling lightning, and struck down continuously.

"Anti disaster."

Unexpectedly, the monk subconsciously formed the Mahamudra, and a layer of emerald green robe came over to wrap it up.

"boom--"

The first punch was filled with thunder and lightning, and electric snakes danced wildly.

The robe successfully transferred the damage to the missing monk in the next time period.

"boom--"

The second punch landed, thunder exploded, and lightning blinded the eyes of everyone around him.

The emerald green robe still held up, deflecting the damage away again.

"boom--"

"boom--"

He Zhao's third punch and his fourth punch followed closely, hitting the cassock continuously.

"Hoo ho ho"

The damage from the third punch was barely sustained.

Unfortunately, the fourth punch was not blocked.

Amidst the flying green light spots, the monk was suddenly smashed into a puddle of minced meat.

The instigator stood there, breathing heavily.

He punched four times in a row, each punch containing five thunder fingers.

Almost instantly, after draining all his physical strength and mana, he now doesn't even want to move his little finger.

The golden light that shimmered all over his body was also exhausted, revealing his gray, metal-like skin.

"Wow--"

A gloomy and gloomy air spurted out, filling the entire street in an instant.

In a trance, a humanoid object condensed, revealing its scarlet eyes, staring fiercely at the giant in front of it, as if it wanted to cut it into pieces to vent its hatred.

"."

What to look at?

It’s me who released you. If you don’t kowtow to thank me, what do you mean by glaring at your father?

"Om mani padme hum."

"Om mani padme hum."

"Om mani padme hum."

As soon as the six-character Great Ming Mantra was uttered, the monk's suppressive object was nowhere to be seen, and his whole body began to tremble as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Moreover, the scarlet eyes closed involuntarily. He wanted to open them but couldn't, so he could only struggle fiercely on the spot.

Every time he recited a six-character Great Ming Mantra, the six words [Om Mani Padme Hum] in the spiritual space would flash together once, and then darken the color slightly and slightly.

Although the increase is very small, it is at least gaining gradually.

On the other side, he finally understood why reciting a few lines of the six-character Great Ming Mantra made the old monk feel as if he was about to die.

Tired!

Every time I recite a sentence, the feeling of fatigue will increase.

The first time can only be said to be a bit tiring. The second time was twice as good as the first time. The third time was four times as good as the second time. The fourth time was eight times as good as the third time. The fifth time was as good as the fourth time.

Sixteen times.

If he recited a few more words, let alone the suppressant, he would probably tire himself to death.

"Om mani padme hum."

"Om mani padme hum."

No, I can’t read anymore.

If you really can't go back, then take the Gabala spirit bone rosary and have another fight with the immortal Fu Zhen.

If you can't win the fight, don't get involved in their bad things.

When he shut up, the suppressor instantly opened his bleeding eyes.

"Hiss-"

It was like a phantom that instantly penetrated the giant's body.

"?"

Such a big shadow came in!

"boom--"

The spiritual space was shaken, and the huge golden Buddha lowered his eyebrows and looked down at the outsiders who had just entered.

The moment the suppressant saw him, he froze on the spot.

Shouldn’t there be ferocious Bodhisattvas?

What a bright and vast Buddha!

In this wave of his own, isn't he taking the initiative to kill someone?
To be continued...