Western Desert's sky is not dim, but no trace of light can fall to the ground.
That hand is too big.
It doesn't look like limbs derived from flesh and blood, but more like a golden continent formed by the forcible gathering of five winding mountains.
The lines on the palm are criss-crossed, and tens of thousands of tiny light and shadows sit in the depth of each line, which are the virtual images of countless Arhat chanting sutras.
The Sanskrit sounds are no longer sounds, but have turned into substantial golden ripples that are compacted downward layer by layer.
A space of ten miles in radius was cut out of the territory of Great Qian by this palm, and became a prison independent of the way of heaven.
Dharma Aspect Realm, Palm Buddha Kingdom.
In this world, this old monk is the only true god.
Fang Mo felt his shoulders suddenly sink, as if someone were pressing two Primordial Iron Mountain on his back.
This heavy pressure not only affects the physical body, but also directly affects Divine Soul.
The originally straight spine in his body made a tooth-piercing friction sound, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the jade-like bones, and dazzling white light shone through the flesh, illuminating his body Black Robe.
"Run? Where to run."
The voice deep in the ground is old and quiet, and there is no emotion or anger, only the indifference that controls everything.
Before the palm actually fell, the sand dunes on the ground had already collapsed because they could not withstand the pressure.
Countless gravel floated upward contrary to common sense, and were crushed into nothingness by the golden light in mid-air.
Iron Bull had blue veins all over his body, and the hard-forged tendon flesh was purple and black from the pressure, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose. If it weren't for the Iron Rod in his hand that was holding on to the ground, it would have been crushed into pulp at this moment.
Fang Mo felt a weight on his back, as if he was carrying a Primordial Divine Mountain.
The bones in his body made a crisp sound like exploding beans, and the jade bones glowed with a dazzling white light under the heavy pressure.
"Old man, if you want to have a guest, your tea money won't be enough!"
Fang Mo had a fierce look in his eyes and did not look back. He just opened his big mouth to an exaggerated angle and took a deep breath at the pressing golden sky above his head.
[Rotten Sac Returning to Truth]!
This mouthful does not swallow flesh and blood, it does not swallow Spiritual Qi, it only swallows Law.
In his [Netherworld Ghost Eye] vision, this seemingly perfect Palm Buddha Kingdom is not impeccable.
In the middle of the palm, there is an extremely weak Aura that has stopped flowing. It is the Array Eye that maintains the operation of this small world, and it is also the umbilical cord that connects the old monk Dharma Aspect to heaven and earth.
Click!
The flawless Palm Buddha Kingdom field was suddenly bitten with a gap.
Although this gap is only the size of a pinhole, it is enough for a strong person like Fang Mo.
"Da Gui! Spend money!"
Fang Mo shouted loudly.
Qian Dagui, who was pinched under his arm by Fang Mo, was already scared out of his mind, and his fat face was as white as paper.
Upon hearing the boss's order, he instinctively took out a handful of things from the tattered Universe Bag.
That's no ordinary Banknotes.
Those are Crimson Gold Ticket issued by Great Qian Tongbao Bank. Each one is blessed with Imperial Family Luck, has a denomination of 10,000 taels, and contains Vow Power of the Human Dao Dynasty.
"Fuck you Buddha! Fatty I will smash you to death with money!"
Qian Dagui roared and spilled all the Crimson Gold Ticket in his hand.
This handful contains fifty pieces, which is equivalent to five hundred thousand taels of silver!
"Wealth Connects Nine Nether, Life Buys Ghosts and Gods!"
Boom!
The moment the Crimson Gold Ticket floating in the sky came into contact with the golden Buddha Light, it did not burn. Instead, it erupted into a Crimson Light that was full of the smell of copper but was extremely domineering.
This light is not sacred, but is extremely secular.
It represents the most direct desire and transaction in Mortal World.
Buddhism pays attention to all four elements, but the power of money is the most important Red Dust Karma.
Zila--!
The pure and unsullied Golden Giant Palm was rushed by this Crimson Light, and black smoke appeared as if Sulfuric Acid had been poured on it.
The originally solid palm lines appeared chaotic for a moment.
That Palm Buddha Kingdom's imprisonment was loosened.
"Good opportunity!"
Fang Mo twisted his body, like a slippery loach, and got out of the control of that big hand.
Sorrow Mist and Karma Fire intertwined under his feet, and his speed broke the sound barrier at this moment.
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering loud noise from behind.
That Golden Giant Palm slapped Great Thunderclap Temple's Mountain Gate hard.
The magnificent Mountain Gate that had stood for thousands of years, together with the hundreds of palaces behind it, completely disappeared under this palm.
A huge handprint with a depth of dozens of feet was left on the ground, and the palm prints were clearly visible.
If Fang Mo had run even half a breath later, they would have turned into mince by now.
"Huh?"
The old monster underground let out a soft cry, obviously not expecting these ants to escape from his grasp.
"Red Dust Wish Power? It's interesting. But in the face of absolute power, money is nothing but an external possession."
Rumble!
The earth cracked.
A golden rainbow shot out from Abyss. It was not light, but the body of the skinny old monk.
He took one step forward and covered a distance of ten miles. Shrink Ground to Inch appeared directly thousands of feet behind Fang Mo.
The old monk's eyes were hollow, his skin was shriveled, and only a red mole between his eyebrows shone with a strange light.
He raised his hand and pointed at Fang Mo and the others who were running wildly.
"Determined."
The wording method follows.
The scene that was moving at high speed came to an abrupt end.
The strong wind stopped in mid-air, and the dust that was raised remained suspended in the form of splashing. Fang Mo's right foot that he stepped out could not fall down, and the surging energy and blood in his body seemed to be frozen in his blood vessels.
Fang Mo's mind is still spinning, but his body has become a bug in Amber. The feeling of Despair watching that finger slowly point towards the center of one's eyebrows is enough to make any Martial Artist feel nervous.
The old monk's fingers looked very slow, but in fact they were extremely fast. With just one fingertip, he could smash the Divine Soul of Fang Mo and break that damn Prison Suppressor.
"Think of me? Then you must have that leisure time!"
Fang Mo A flash of madness flashed in his eyes.
Since the body cannot move, then move Divine Treasury.
At the Liver position in his body, the newly cast [Sorrowful Mist Locking the Liver]Viscera Temple suddenly opened.
A blue-gray Sorrow Mist that was so rich that it couldn't be dissolved spurted out along his pores.
This mist has no offensive power, but it contains the pressure of the law of God King level.
The old monk pointed his finger at Sorrow Mist, and the force of his finger, which was originally extremely sharp, softened inexplicably.
It felt like a butcher full of murderous intent, suddenly remembering his dead first love, and the knife he raised could not fall down.
"It's so painful..."
There was a hint of confusion on the old monk's calm face.
His tear glands, which had long since dried up, actually squeezed out a drop of muddy old tears.
Taking advantage of this moment of trance, the imprisonment on Fang Mo was broken.
"Keep throwing money! Don't stop!"
Fang Mo kicked Qian Dagui while running wildly.
"Boss! No more! This is my pocket money for this year!" Qian Dagui cried, but the movement of his hand did not stop, and another handful of Banknotes was spilled out.
The golden light enveloped everyone, turning into a red meteor, drawing a straight trajectory on Western Desert's Wasteland, and fleeing crazily in the direction of Divine Capital in the east.