In the unprecedented peaceful atmosphere, not only people are quiet, but the whole Lingshan mountain is also quiet, becoming more solemn and solemn.

This is a sign of great change. The Tathagata calmly gazes at Ning fan, his eyes flicker slightly, and this idea arises in his heart.

It's also true that he is still superior to the Tathagata in strength and his eyesight is more powerful. He can see that Ning fan's state is not right and should be in a process of mutation. If someone else, he will feel bold and reckless. After all, the strong are around. If someone is evil, the consequences will be unimaginable. But Ning fan did it himself, so he doesn't think so. On the contrary, he thinks that everything Ning fan did is taken for granted.

As for the big guy and the naked man on the opposite side, they have seen too many miracles of Ning fan, but now they are not surprised. They also keep quiet and dare not disturb Ning fan. Although there is also a strange idea, think this may be the best opportunity to clean up Ning fan, but grasp is not big, so this idea is also a flash away.

Ning fan's mind, with this quiet and outside, like a balloon blowing bigger and bigger, gradually covering the whole mountain. Ning fan thought that it had reached the limit, but it was still expanding steadily, and finally it covered the whole Buddha kingdom. Different from what the divine sense feels, the mind's feeling is clearer and more hidden, because there is no fluctuation of power.

Including the big guy and the naked man in front of him, they had no idea that they had been seen by him, and they had almost no secrets in front of him.

For some women, Ning fan is not bored to peep, because it is too obscene. Although he has the ability to do it easily, his taste is not so low.

Ning fan has tasted the benefits of mind for a long time, but it is the first time that the benefits of mind are so powerful. The mind is traceless and covers everything, making people unconscious. Lingshan is too small. Ning fan's vision is completely beyond the limit of time and space in his mind. He can observe any place at will. In the most remote corner of the Buddhist world, he saw an old Buddhist monk who was as thin as firewood. The strength of his opponent was not inferior to that of the Tathagata.

He seems to turn a deaf ear to the bustle of Buddhism for such a long time. I don't know whether it didn't disturb him or whether he didn't care at all. However, in the case that all people have no observation of Ning fan's mind, he seems to feel something in his heart and looks up at the sky in doubt.

To him, it was like a revelation, a revelation from heaven. No matter how powerful Buddha is, he is no exception. He gazed at the high sky for a long time. His face was a little indifferent, without sadness or joy. It was like an eternal stone carving.

"Are you enlightening me? Why don't you just tell me? I've worked hard for billions of years. You can see it. Why do you pretend you can't? " The thin old Buddha suddenly opened his lips and spoke in a hoarse voice, just like the sound of two weathered stones rubbing against each other.

"It's all empty. It's time for you to die." Ning fan sent such a message to him through his mind.

"..." the thin old forsythton blushed. He couldn't keep calm under the apocalypse, because the sky was going to destroy him, and he couldn't obey the sky any more. He wanted to fight, so he blushed and sprang up.

Although he has been practicing dry Zen for hundreds of millions of years, his body is as agile as a swallow, and there is no obstacle. With this move, he went up against the sky, and at the same time spread out the Buddha's breath to prevent any danger from approaching him.

Buddha's breath plays a similar role in the field. The more powerful the Buddhist practice is, the more it can use Buddha's breath to fight. The power of this thin old Buddhist monk is stronger than that of the Tathagata, and the Buddha's breath is almost materialized, which is very terrifying.

"Heaven and earth have no intention. I have been dead for a long time." Ning fan continued to sound to see if the old man could hear him or find him. To be honest, he was just joking. Ben didn't mean anything.

But what he didn't expect was that the old man took it seriously and thought that he had been playing tricks on him. He couldn't bear it. He wanted to break the sky and teach the road of heaven and earth, which didn't take him seriously. He admitted that he had been studying hard for so many years and had the qualification and ability.

At the moment, because he is in the mind cover of Ning fan, his so-called heaven is actually Ning fan. Unless he can break through the mind cover of Ning fan, no matter what he does, he can't reach the real heaven.

"God, fight me!" The shrill old Buddhist monk drank, and his breath of Buddha expanded again, and he pointed to a place of heaven and earth.

What he didn't know, however, was that almost at the same time, Ning fan's mind expanded outward again, breaking through the limitations of the Buddhist world and a very large area. Ning fan's mind, at this moment to break through the success, to achieve the strongest in his life.

"Give you solitude, return to the origin!" Ning fan in the mind of the withered old Buddha down the sound.

The ferocity of the thin old Buddha made him very uncomfortable. He didn't like it, so he had to play tricks on the old man more and more. However, the strength of the old Buddhist monk was not bad. He felt something when Ning fan's mind broke through. He was stunned, and then the offensive became cautious, not as crazy as before.

Perhaps he sensed the danger and knew that it would only be humiliating or even suicidal for him to go on like this. He chose to soften and wait to see what kind of change God would have.

He didn't know that although God was still there, he could see it, but because of Ning fan's suppression, he couldn't touch it anyway. The God he thought was Ning fan's mind. Therefore, the God he saw and the God he perceived were not the same thing, which made him extremely confused and uneasy.

God is no longer familiar, and even makes him feel strange, which he has never met before. There is a panic on his face, but there is also a trace of expectation between the panic. After all, the change of God is not a bad thing. Maybe it also contains good changes, so he has hope.

"God, I've been practicing hard for hundreds of millions of years, and I've got hard work without merit. It's time for you to give me some good things." Old Foxiu raised his hand to heaven. This time he tried his best to fight for it.

"When you are guilty, be silent!" Ning fan continues to play with Hongyin.

"Oh, God, what's wrong with me, just tell me!" He was very angry, red faced and thick necked. He was not easy to get angry, but once he got angry, he was not easy to control his temper.

Ning fan irritated his anger and ignited him. He was as angry as three corpses.