Chapter 590 I'm so envious of you being concerned by Heaven
This monk shattered all of Murong Yanran's perceptions of this profession. He is so handsome! But don't doubt her loyalty to love. She is just a subconscious reaction as a pretty girl.
The red cassock hung on his body, but there was no monk's robe underneath. His bare arms seemed to be greased, and his chest muscles were strong but not exaggerated. His shiny head seemed to be determined to give it to Huang Xia, and he always faced them. Keep a vague smile.
He was holding a golden bowl in his hand. It was golden and very similar to the one in Zuo Zhou's hand. Zhang Junbao immediately became more vigilant when he saw it. The refining of Buddhist magic weapons also follows the rules of a bowl. Magic weapons should have similar effects.
"Oh, you damn bald donkey, do you know who you let go?"
When Yi Tianxing saw King Taishan running away with only one head left, his whole body exploded, and he stared at the monk angrily.
The monk looked slightly cold when facing Yi Tianxing, "You drive the souls of injustice and are good at killing strangers. Donor, you have entered the devil's way. The poor monk thanks God for his kindness in life, so I will help you return to the right path!"
Yi Tianxing was immediately furious. Not only did you let King Taishan go, but you also kept saying that you wanted to eliminate harm for the people? I think you are a member of the Ten Killers, otherwise why would you want to stand up to him?
Yi Tianxing glanced at Yi Yun and other innocent souls, and found that there was nothing unusual about Yi Yun and the innocent souls guarding him when they saw the monk, which meant that the monk had not participated in the Famous Sword Villa that destroyed the entire clan in the first place.
However, this does not mean that he is not a member of the Shishamen, maybe he just did not participate!
Just as Yi Tianxing stopped thinking, the monk had already taken action. He stretched out his hand, grabbed his cassock and pulled it hard. His strong and well-proportioned upper body, which could be said to be full of strength, was all exposed. The cassock was covered with It waved towards the sky and rose up in the wind. In just a moment, it covered the sky and cut off all the dark clouds formed by Yi Tianxing's sword intention.
Whoosh!
The cassock suddenly lit up with intertwined golden grids. If you look carefully, you can see various scriptures on the grid. And those scriptures soon began to emit golden light, shining on the earth as if they had replaced the role of sunlight. .
However, the most surprising thing is that this golden light did not cause any harm to the human body. Instead, it made Yi Yun and other innocent souls scream wildly. It was as if the monk really wanted to subjugate demons and was not targeting anyone.
However, this kind of behavior offends Yi Tianxing. Although Yi Yun's wronged soul cannot speak, has no entity, and is full of ghosts, it is still his old man. If you beat my old man, of course I will follow. You won't stop until you die.
The eight swords were united. Although Yi Tianxing's moves were despised by Yi Yun, they were still powerful. The huge sword shadow more than 40 meters long struck straight at him.
"It's useless to say anything if you are stubborn!"
The monk shook his head regretfully. If he hadn't done what he did at this time, everyone would have thought that he was some eminent monk who was compassionate and compassionate.
Buzz!
He flipped his palm and waved, and a giant palm with bright golden light and shadow appeared out of thin air, blocking the sword shadow easily like an iron wall.
Just like what Yi Yun had disliked before, the Eight Swords in One sword move that Yi Tianxing had learned was really not good. But when his son started to do it, Yi Yun would certainly not be idle. The sword formation came back again, and it was as powerful as before. The huge sword energy could not penetrate the obstruction of the cassock above his head. Even when the sword energy and the cassock tried to collide, Yi Yun found that he had no way to control the sword!
The monk disdainfully said, "You are just a small skill, just a master of the art! I will take you under my wing!"
The golden bowl in his hand was suspended in the air and a huge beam of light descended. There was infinite Buddha light in it, and there was even a humming sound of Buddhist scriptures that could not be heard.
The moment the golden light fell, Yi Yun's wronged soul pushed Yi Tianxing hard and pushed him out of the envelope. The next second, all the wronged souls were shrouded in golden light.
The sword array that had been so powerful just now had no effect on the golden light at this time. A bunch of innocent souls screamed and roared before they were forcefully pulled towards the golden bowl.
"The master's magic weapon is really strange!"
The monk was slightly stunned. Suddenly, a figure appeared next to the golden bowl floating in the air. With undisguised murderous intent in his ridicule, he slapped the golden bowl.
Snap!
This palm was unremarkable and ordinary, hitting the golden bowl was like a fly swatter hitting the wall.
Seeing this, the monk laughed and said, "You can still hold on to such skill..."
The words stopped suddenly, and the sudden cracks on the golden bowl made him swallow back all his words.
Zhang Junbao waved his hand and prepared to clap again. To be honest, the hardness of this golden bowl was a bit beyond his imagination. According to this strength, it would take fifteen more claps to completely crush it.
However, it was obviously impossible for the monk to give him fifteen palms. A Buddhist image appeared behind Zhang Junbao, grabbing the golden bowl with one hand to protect it, and slashing at Zhang Junbao's head with the other hand.
Zhang Junbao didn't even look back. He swung his hands and raised them above his head. A whirlwind with no momentum gathered in his palms to meet the palm of the law. From the perspective of outsiders, the next scene was probably Zhang Junbao being struck to death by a palm. After all, this
No matter how you look at it, you can't win against Dharma Slash with moves that don't have any tricks.
However, what is puzzling is that the Faxiang's palm seemed to be pulled by something, and it cut out an arc very smoothly, and the end of this arc turned out to be Faxiang's other hand protecting the golden bowl!
Bang! Boom!
The two hands of the Faxiang collided hard together, and a huge wave of air suddenly exploded. Its powerful power made everyone on the ground stunned.
This change also surprised the monk. Faxiang's hand was also unable to withstand the heavy blow from him. This most contradictory blow method had no effect on anyone, so the hand protecting the golden bowl was released without any accident.
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Then Zhang Junbao's figure appeared next to the golden bowl again. He waved his hand and clicked again. The cracks on the golden bowl became bigger and bigger. The monk's eyes widened.
"You are a bold evildoer who helps the tyrants do evil. I want you to die without a burial place!"
"Master, your face is not compassionate at all!" Zhang Junbao seemed to have learned to be irritating. He turned around and slapped him again. At the same time, he secretly thought that it was a pity that he was not at the level of the Earth Ranking after all, otherwise he should be able to be in the third level.
Smash this golden bowl in the palm of your hand.
"Cassock, fall!"
The cassock that originally covered the sky and the sun began to press down, and bright golden light began to gather in Zhang Junbao's body.
Zhang Junbao expressed a slight surprise. He had been illuminated by golden light just now but didn't feel much of anything. Now that all the golden light has gathered, he can clearly feel that there seems to be an effect in it that controls people's hearts and can affect the movement of Qi.
What is controlling people's hearts? To put it bluntly, it is to force him into a state of desirelessness, so that he cannot even have the desire to help. Well, no wonder Li Yuanfang once said that religion is very effective in deceiving people!
As for the effect of affecting the true energy... the true meaning of Tai Chi does not slow down without the driving force of the true energy. It seems to have its own consciousness, directly contacting all the natural forces around it, and relying on it begins to form a bright and colorful light and shadow.
Zhang Junbao's soul was blessed, and his body danced with it. The colorful lights and shadows became transparent and invisible after being guided. Then he saw that the golden light in the sky no longer fell on Zhang Junbao. They were distorted a few meters in front of Zhang Junbao.
Got it!
Can even light be twisted?
The monk looked confused. Others didn't know, but he knew the power of his method. It was called Wuxiang Divine Light, and it had endless magical effects. The most irresistible part was that the attack from this method was really powerful.
Like light, it is pervasive, that is to say, you can cover it however you want to block the sun, forcing you to fight against it head-on.
Nowadays, there is one person who can distort light?
The monk felt that he had lived for so long in vain. The one in front of him could summon the souls of wronged people. After all, he was not uncommon with the same type of spells, but what about this one?
Bang! Zhang Junbao turned around and slapped him again, and the cracks on one side of the golden bowl began to spread to the other side.
"Huh? The quality of your golden bowl is not good. It seems that it can't be used for fifteen palms."
The monk's eyes were filled with tears. He waved his hand from a distance and the golden bowl suddenly shone with golden light, freeing the innocent souls caught in the air.
Zhang Junbao felt a little pity, "Master, it seems that you cherish the things outside you more than you do to conquer demons."
The golden bowl flew into the hands of the monk. He cherished it very much and put it behind him. Then he looked at Zhang Junbao and said, "The benefactor helped Zhou to commit many crimes, and today I am afraid that this poor monk will do something cruel for the sake of the people of the world."
Zhang Junbao landed slowly. Well, he can't fly yet. He needs to learn from Li Yuanfang when he has time.
He looked up at the monk who was about to take action and suddenly became happy, "Well, monk, do you and I want to take a bet on the law of heaven? Let's bet on which one of us can kill more people."
The monk suddenly paused and said, "You are a bold monster and you don't know how to repent! How dare you talk about the way of heaven!"
Rumble!
The celestial phenomena suddenly began to change, the winds and clouds changed, lightning flashed and thunder, and there seemed to be some kind of force coercing everyone.
The innocent souls were trembling, but the monk, Zhang Junbao and others did not feel any pressure, but that strange feeling made Zhang Junbao understand something.
"Great Monk... It seems that the Will of Heaven is very interested in my proposal!" Zhang Junbao said, looking at the monk with a meaningful look in his eyes, "You are really enviable, you actually got the attention of the Will of Heaven, haha
hehe!"
The monk's face was ashen, and he felt a chill on his head under the thunder clouds. He looked at Zhang Junbao for a long time, and finally sighed, "The poor monk is still not cultivated enough, and his great cause of subduing demons has been blocked by the strong man in the world. Alas, a natural disaster.
Man-made disasters are inevitable for all mortals. In the end, no one can be rescued by force. That’s all, I’ll leave you alone, you can take care of yourself later!”
Zhang Junbao frowned and watched as the monk turned into golden light and disappeared with a hiss, and the changes in the sky also dissipated. He was a little helpless. He could float for a long time but he was not flying after all.
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Zuo Zhou, who was far away in Changzhou, was following Duan Tianya and others to Wang Wu's home. Halfway there, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He closed his eyes slightly and immersed himself in the space of consciousness, and his eyes fell on reincarnation through the hell realm.
A group of wronged souls are slowly drifting towards reincarnation, and the leader is none other than Yi Yun!