The holy monk of Lingshan raised his palm and slapped it downwards, like a golden calamity cloud.
Moreover, when he slapped his palm down, the airflow was violently impacted, making a terrifying rumbling sound, like a thunderstorm.
It is conceivable that if the palm of the Holy Monk of Lingshan fell on Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu would be beaten to pieces.
"Ye Changsheng, just accept your death!"
The holy monk of Lingshan stands condescendingly, with a bright smile on his lips, as if a god is overlooking all living beings.
His actions angered Ye Qiu.
"Damn, I really thought I was afraid of you."
Ye Qiu gritted his teeth, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and prepared to use the emperor-level strange fire.
It's now time, and he can't care so much anymore. Regardless of whether the time is right or not, the most important thing is to save his life.
However, an accident happened.
When Ye Qiu was about to use the Emperor's Fire, he suddenly realized that the Emperor's Fire was beyond his control.
"what happened?"
A cold sweat broke out on Ye Qiu's back.
This was the first time that the strange fire was out of control since he obtained the emperor-level strange fire.
In the past, he could control the emperor-level fire at will at any time, but now, at the critical moment of life and death, the emperor-level fire could not be mobilized. This was a very bad situation for Ye Qiu.
There was no time to think about it. Since I couldn't use the emperor-level strange fire, I just used the artifact.
The Qiankun Ding is Ye Qiu's greatest reliance.
"Come out!" Ye Qiu muttered silently in his heart, preparing to summon all the Qiankun Cauldrons. Unexpectedly, a strange situation happened again.
The Qiankun Ding didn't seem to hear its master's orders and stayed inside the Qiankun Bag, motionless.
"Come out!" Ye Qiu shouted again.
However, the Qiankun Cauldron remained motionless.
"Grass!" Ye Qiu yelled angrily.
He quickly checked and found that the connection between him and the Qiankun Cauldron and the Emperor-level strange fire was still there, but for some reason, he could not mobilize the Emperor-level strange fire or use the Qiankun Cauldron.
It’s so weird!
"what to do?"
At the critical moment, Ye Qiu had an idea and discovered that he also had a top-notch space artifact.
Chaos clock!
Ye Qiu thought to himself that the Chaos Bell was extremely strong and an artifact. If he hid in the Chaos Bell, even if the Holy Monk of Lingshan was very powerful, he would not be able to kill him.
Just do it.
Ye Qiu had a thought in his mind and wanted to sacrifice the Chaos Clock, but unexpectedly, the Chaos Clock could not be mobilized.
"Damn, what the hell happened?"
Ye Qiu's expression changed.
These things are his most powerful trump card and his greatest confidence, but he never expected that he would lose control at the same time today.
If the opponent is not the Holy Monk of Lingshan, then Ye Qiu may still be able to fight with his own strength, but the Holy Monk of Lingshan is too strong. Ye Qiu can only have a chance of survival by using his trump cards. The problem now is, these trump cards
All cannot be mobilized.
Either wait to die or escape.
Ye Qiu had no time to think too much and immediately used One Step to Sky and quickly rushed outside the Great Emperor's battle formation.
Before the war, Ye Qiu and Emperor Zhou had already notified Ning'an. In order to prevent something unexpected happening at Hulao Pass, they asked Ning'an to quietly lead an army to support them.
In other words, Ning'an was rushing to Hulao Pass at this time.
Ye Qiu thought about it, and after he escaped from here, he would find Niu Dali as quickly as possible, and then use the sword talisman left by Ziyang Tianzun to kill the holy monk of Lingshan, and rescue the little white fox and Changmei Zhenren.
Ye Qiu has become a saint, and if he uses One Step to Heaven again, the speed is not bad.
However, before he could rush out of the Great Emperor's battle formation, a mysterious force suddenly appeared outside the Great Emperor's battle formation, and golden light suddenly emerged, stretching endlessly, surrounding the Great Emperor's battle formation.
"Buddhist formation!"
Ye Qiu recognized it at a glance. Those golden lights were a huge Buddhist formation, filled with strong Buddhist pressure.
The Emperor's Battle Formation was surrounded by Buddhist formations and was airtight. Not to mention Ye Qiu couldn't break out, not even a mosquito could fly out.
"You can't leave." The holy monk of Lingshan said with an indifferent expression: "This is one of the most powerful formations of our Great Leiyin Temple, called the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation."
"Ye Changsheng, you can't even think of escaping from under my nose."
"You'd better accept your fate!"
When the Holy Monk of Lingshan finished his words, the palm that he originally slapped suddenly changed its direction and swept towards Ye Qiu's position.
In an instant, a large flame burst out from the palm of the Holy Monk of Lingshan, like a flaming sword, extremely blazing, falling from the sky with frightening power.
Everything the flame sword passed through burned, emitting a burning smell.
Ye Qiu was trapped in the Buddhist formation, with nowhere to escape, and his face was extremely serious.
Unexpectedly, the speed at which the Flame Divine Sword fell suddenly slowed down, falling inch by inch.
This was done deliberately by the holy monk of Lingshan.
He seemed not to want Ye Qiu to die so quickly, and wanted Ye Qiu to experience the feeling of getting closer and closer to death.
"Master of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, I will kill your man in front of you today."
"Don't worry, I am a member of the Buddhist sect. I am compassionate and will not let Ye Changsheng suffer."
"Also, for your sake, I won't make Ye Changsheng's death too painful."
"Later, I will use the flame knife to cut open his skin one by one, slit his meridians, chop his bones, and cause his bones to shatter, his blood to drain, and he will die slowly."
When the little white fox heard this, he looked at the Holy Monk of Lingshan with his eyes spitting fire, and wished he could kill the Holy Monk of Lingshan with a thousand knives.
This damn bald ass is simply a devil!
The Holy Monk of Lingshan said with a smile: "Lord of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom, you don't know yet, but my flame sword is a Buddhist magical power. It is not only extremely sharp, but also contains the power of divine fire."
"After Ye Changsheng dies, for your sake, I can kindly give him a ride and let his bones turn into ashes and dissipate with the wind."
"Hahaha……"
The holy monk of Lingshan laughed wildly.
The little white fox gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn bald donkey, you'd better not let me live, otherwise sooner or later I will kill you."
"I am looking forward to that day, but it's a pity that you can't do it. You will never be able to do it." The holy monk of Lingshan didn't take the little white fox's words to heart at all. He looked down at Ye Qiu and said: "The talent of the emperor? Haha...
...I will strangle you here today so that you will never have the chance to become emperor."
As he spoke, the flaming magic sword of the Holy Monk of Lingshan slowly pressed down.
From so far away, Ye Qiu felt like he was about to melt.
You must know that after countless times of tempering, his body is extremely powerful. In addition, he has so many flames that he is not afraid of ordinary flames at all. At this time, he actually feels like being melted. This shows that the Holy Monk of Lingshan is so powerful.
How powerful the flames are.
Ye Qiu discovered that the Qiankun Cauldron, the Emperor-level Strange Fire, and the Chaos Clock still could not be mobilized.
The situation is getting more and more dangerous.
Suddenly, Lao Jiu's voice came to Ye Qiu's ears: "Boy, let me help you."
