"Haha, no one can leave today! If you wipe out all of you, I will be reincarnated by the golden cicada!" Jiang Liu laughed loudly, his voice full of evil, and raised his hand and waved it.

A thick black and red ray of fierce light shot out from his hands and slashed on the road leading to the mountain in front of the temple.

There was a loud "rumbling" sound, and the ground was shaken, and a huge black gully dozens of feet long and seven or eight feet wide was cut out from the ground, blocking the road down the mountain.

Some believers who were about to escape down the mountain saw this scene and looked desperate on their faces and fell to the ground one after another.

"Jiang Liu, what are you doing!" The monks at Jinshan Temple were shocked, and figures flew in front of him. The leader was Zen Master Haishi and Elder Zheshi.

Elder Tang Shi, the old monk who usually obeys Jiang Liu's sects, and other people who usually follow Jiang Liu's sects, also flew over. Seeing Jiang Liu's current appearance, their expressions changed terriblely and could hardly believe the scene in front of them.

"You useless bald donkeys, nagging and chanting scriptures every day, but they have no real meaning. The annoyance made my mind hurt. I have been tolerating you for a long time, and I will die for me!" Jiang Liu's face looked ferocious and the monk's robe shook...

A ball of purple gold light the size of a fist shot out, and one circled and showed its true body. It was the purple gold bowl.

As the purple gold light flashed, the bowl rose in the wind and turned into the size of a house in the blink of an eye, carrying a violent and heavy whistling sound, and hit everyone hard like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head.

Before the bowl had fallen, many purple gold light spots suddenly emerged from the void around the monks. These light spots emitted a powerful imprisonment force, imprisoning everyone in it, and it was difficult to move for a while, let alone dodging.

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Haishi's face was solemn. He recited the Buddha's name, and a layer of brilliant golden light suddenly emerged from his body. His originally withered body swelled like a balloon, his flesh and blood became abundant, and his skin became crystal clear, like a warm and smooth jade, without any flaws. He looked like he had become forty years younger in an instant.

The aura on his body also increased by more than twice, not much worse than the Black Phoenix Demon, so he raised his hand and waved it.

A golden light shot out from Zen Master Haishi. It was the dark gold crutch that faced the purple gold bowl.

A golden light appeared on the dark gold crutch, and a figure of the Buddha appeared in it, which instantly became dozens of times larger. The angry dragon ascended to the sky and attacked the purple gold bowl.

The two Buddhist treasures collided with each other, making a loud noise, and the purple gold bowl was obviously better. They immediately pressed down the golden light on the dark gold crutch and continued to fall quickly.

A layer of blood appeared on Zen Master Haishi's cheeks, but he was not panicked. He made a treasure bottle seal with both hands, and a solemn golden light burst out from him, forming a huge golden lotus platform phantom around him, and the sound of the Singing of the Sang of the Shrine suddenly resounded throughout the square.

A thick Buddha power surged out from the golden lotus platform, offsetting the powerful imprisonment around it a lot. The other monks recovered a certain amount of their ability to move and immediately took action.

Various magical instruments soared into the sky, forming a thick and dazzling torrent of treasure light, which collided with the purple gold bowl.

Elder Tang Shi and the old monk who hung their eyebrows also took action, sacrificing the blue ring knife and the yellow magic wand, and hitting the purple gold bowl.

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There was only a louder and shocking sound that exploded, and the violent airflow mixed with various colors of light poured out in all directions.

The ground of the square was scraped off a layer, and the white jade floor tiles were rolled away like fallen leaves. A solemn Buddhist temple near the high platform was rolled up by violent airflow, and collapsed like paper.

There were still many believers in the square who had no time to escape and were about to be swept into by the airflow storm. Blue water flows suddenly appeared around the square, sweeping the believers and flew into the distance, barely avoiding the aftermath of the battle.

Chan'er, who was originally standing near the high platform, was also swept away by a stream of water and sent to the distance.

Seeing this, Zen Master Haishi breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately turned his head and looked at the purple gold bowl above his head, casting a spell to activate the dark gold crutch.

The torrent of treasure light that gathered the power of everyone was colliding fiercely, and the two sides were in stalemate in the air, with various lights flashing wildly, and strange noises were bursting, and they could not tell the outcome for the moment.

"Just! Just a second- and third-rate Buddhist magic weapon dares to fight against my Golden Cicada magic weapon!" Jiang Liu sneered and made gestures at the purple gold bowl.

The purple gold bowl turned and the purple gold light flashed inside, and a shiny purple gravel flew out like a long purple sand dragon, wrapping up the torrent of precious light that surrounded the monks of Jinshan Temple.

"It's Sandalwood Star Sand! Quick! Take back all the magic weapons below the best!" Zen Master Haishi's face changed color and hurriedly reminded him, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Explode!" Jiang Liu clasped his hands and shouted loudly.

The purple gravel lit up a dazzling light, then suddenly burst out and turned into a small purple sun, the void trembling and bursts of burning air.

Most of the magic weapons in the torrent of treasure light were destroyed and swallowed and torn apart by the burst purple light. Only Zen Master Haishi's dark gold crutches, Elder Chushi's golden wooden fish, Elder Tangshi's blue ring knife, and the old monk's magic wand are still there.

In addition to the dark gold crutch, the aura of the magic weapons of the other three people was more or less damaged.

Without the help of other monks, the purple gold bowl immediately gained the upper hand and quickly overwhelmed the treasure light of the four people.

But at this moment, a golden light flashed behind Jiang Liu, and a short golden cone appeared out of thin air. The poisonous snake stabbed his back like a letter, without making any sound. Jiang Liu focused on fighting with Zen Master Hai Shi and others, and did not notice the situation behind him, and was about to succeed.

With a crisp "clang", a purple Buddhist bead as big as a fist automatically flew out of the river fluid, blocking the blow of the golden short cone.

The eighteen layers of the golden short cone have been sacrificed and refined, and the power is more than twice as great. The head of the cone flashes with a brilliant golden light, and it smashes the purple Buddhist beads and continues to stab the river.

But Jiang Liu had already reacted at this moment and hurriedly dodged about a foot to move to the side, almost dodging the attack of the golden short cone.

"Looking for death!" He roared angrily, waved his right hand, and a purple light shot out, rolling towards the short golden cone, but it was a string of purple Buddhist beads, which seemed to be the string he was wearing.

The purple Buddhist beads were extremely agile and turned into a purple ray and shot out, as fast as a thundering shadow and lightning. They immediately rolled up the short golden cone.

At the same time, each of the purple Buddhist beads shone with golden light, and a swastika rune appeared on it, connected to each other, forming a small golden magic array.

The powerful imprisonment force emanated from the golden magic circle, and even locked the golden short cone firmly, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape.

A trace of pride flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes. Just as he was about to do something, a figure appeared out of thin air on the left side of his body, and it was sinking.

He had recovered his original appearance at this moment, holding an ancient feather fan in his hand, and slapped Jiang Liu hard.

A loud phoenix sound rushed straight into the sky, and a five-color fire phoenix of more than ten feet large shot out from the five-fire fan and hit Jiang Liu, who was so close to him.
Chapter completed!