"This is the flying sword!"
Yuan Tianhe played with the flying sword, felt the spirituality inside, and was amazed.
The flying sword has lost its master, but its spirituality is still there, and it is buzzing, as if it is sad.
"Good baby, it's my turn!"
Yuan Tianhe raised his palm and gently wiped the flying sword, and the starlight poured back into the flying sword.
After a long sword roar, the flying sword stopped and there was no sound.
"It's better not to have the spirit of the old master. After erasing you, I will cultivate it again!"
Yuan Tianhe put the flying sword into his cuffs, but saw several mages of the Ma Sect who had already flew out a few miles away.
"Escape slowly!"
He said softly, his feet landed on the ground, and a large golden light suddenly rose.
The golden light wrapped around Yuan Tianhe's body and flashed by, then came first to chase and kill several mages of Ma Sect.
These mages thought they had escaped far and were talking to each other.
"It turned out to be Yuan Tianhe of the Beidou Dao Sect, this is a Taoist genius!"
"As a sword cultivator, Yuchi was killed!"
"The Taoist sect even Yuan Tianhe has been sent out, and it seems that he will not give up this time!"
Yuchi is dead, but the mages are not sad. They usually have few friendships, and most of them are flattering.
However, the appearance of Yuan Tianhe sounded the alarm for them. Have other Taoist geniuses also appeared?
Before they knew it, they had escaped for half a quarter of an hour. Everyone ran wildly, but they were a little embarrassed.
On the river in front of me, the fog faded slightly. A wooden boat swam past, with a large group of shiny bald heads sitting on it.
"Bald donkey, don't block the way!"
The Ma Sect Master who was rushing in front reached out and summoned a strong wind to overturn the wooden boat.
The Ma Sect is enemies with the three families. When they meet the monks of the Shimen, they should be killed easily.
However, they did not expect that these monks were not simple.
The young monk sitting at the bow of the boat was one of Fang Dou's vests, Jiuhua Temple Yuantong.
Yuantong looked up and saw the strong wind sweeping over the river, turning into a rotating storm water column, and was about to knock over the wooden boat.
He sighed, held his palm up in front of his chest, and sighed, "I am immeasurable!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ten mass of air appeared around Yuantong's body, and it disappeared after spinning for a few times.
In the blink of an eye, the space around the wooden boat became distorted.
The violent Fengshui column rushed around the wooden boat and was suddenly sucked into an unknown space, disappearing without a trace.
"not good!"
The mage of Ma Sect was closest to the point. Seeing this change, he knew that Yuantong was not an ordinary monk, but had unfathomable magical powers.
He was about to remind his companions not to get close, but the sound of wind was whistling in his ears and realized that it was too late.
Several mages fell to him and asked curiously, "What are you doing when you stop here?"
"Several donors are too slaughterful. It is better to convert to my Buddha and cleanse the grievances in the past life!"
Monk Yuantong clasped his hands together, "Why don't you wake up quickly!"
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding space began to twist, and instantly became dull, as if it had entered a strange world.
Several mages of the Ma Sect were shocked when they knew the goods, "This is the magical power of the division between the two realms!"
The Ten Directions and Infinite Sutras in Jiuhua Temple have the name of "Ten Directions Universe, Endless and Infinite".
When practicing this sutra, there will be infinite blessings and longevity in the ten directions, infinite supernatural powers, and infinite time and space.
Fang Dou tried his best at this moment and twisted the space around him. Not to mention a mere gust of wind, even if the big and small winds were brought to the river, they would not be able to break through the infinite barriers in all directions.
"No, there is strength to suck us!"
The mages tightened their bodies, felt the great force of capture, and dragged their bodies from the air, pulling them towards the direction of the penetration of the round-transmitter sitting.
Looking at the wooden boat again, Yuantong always maintained her posture just now, her hands folded and her eyebrows and eyes were drooping.
Behind him, Mingjing and other disciples, although excited, sat in their original place and chanted the scriptures in a low voice.
In the air, four words sounded faintly, "The ten directions are infinite!"
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"not good!"
The mages of Ma Sect are each casting their own spells in an attempt to break free from their attraction.
But the emergence of ten black holes completely defeated their resistance, and everyone was like a kite with broken strings, shaking and throwing into the black hole.
"ah!"
The last scream broke and the black hole disappeared.
The clouds evaporate and the rain evaporate, and the wooden boat continues to move forward. The Yuantong on the bow sighs, "I am merciful!"
"Not merciful at all!"
"How good can you, a monk, kill people without blinking? You believe in the Buddha?"
Yuan Tianhe rushed forward quickly, but it was still late. He had only time to see the mages who escaped were swallowed into the black hole and disappeared.
He recognized that this move was a means of dividing the two realms, and at least a famous person had this skill.
Looking at Yuantong again, the teenager doesn’t look like a person who takes action at all.
Yuantong looked up and saw Yuan Tianhe and said politely, "What's the point of doing this Taoist friend?"
"You killed my man just now!"
Yuan Tianhe was a little angry. If it weren't for the flying sword he had won, how could he let a few mages of Ma Sect escape?
"Your person?"
Yuantong frowned, "Are you Taoist or Ma Buddhism?"
"I am the Taoist Beidou Dao Sect, Yuan Tianhe, and the few demons of the Ma Sect just now are my prey!"
"I see!"
Yuantong suddenly realized and nodded, "I'm sorry, I'm quick at the moment."
That's it?
Yuan Tianhe thought to himself that this monk was too rude, so he asked, "What is your origin?"
"My master is the host of Jiuhua Temple, and his Dharma name is Yuantong!"
Yuan Tianhe's thoughts were circulating, but he had never heard of them. He must have come from an unknown temple.
During this period, Taoism and the Shimen recruited personnel in large numbers, and many of the lower branches were unknown and were not recorded.
"Yuantong, you just snatched my prey, how should you calculate?"
Yuan Tianhe thought to himself, since he is not the successor of the famous temple and ancient temple, then just knead it!
There are also minor frictions between Taoism and Shimen in private, not to mention that at present, Yuan Tianhe is asking about the huge difference in strength and weakness, and killing these monks is also a trivial matter.
Yuantong slowly stood up and knew that what happened today would definitely be difficult to be good.
Mingjing and other disciples also stood up one after another and stood behind Yuantong.
The wooden boat they sat down was an ordinary boat. Once the magical powers and magic powers confronted each other, they would be torn to pieces in an instant.
So, everyone in Jiuhua Temple is ready.
Yuantong sighed, "Just asking for advice, your Taoist method!"
He swung his palm forward, and three rays of light flew out, the three-headed Rakshasa appeared in the sky, the three-headed Rakshasa in the earth.
"Huh!"
Yuan Tianhe exclaimed slightly, the three-headed Rakshasa is the most powerful appearance of the Taoist soldiers.
"Well, let you see the power of my Beidou Dao Sect!"
The next moment, Yuan Tianhe stretched out his index finger, condensed starlight at his fingertips, and a star appeared in a moment.
"The stars change!"
Chapter completed!