"Hey, why does the Buddha statue in Wuhua's hand look familiar? What kind of Bodhisattva is that?"
Lin Daniao saw the Buddha statue in Wuhua's hand and said aloud.
"Bodhisattva? It's so obvious, haven't you noticed? That's the Holy Monk of Lingshan Mountain."
Master Changmei said angrily: "Since ancient times, only eminent monks can make Buddha statues for future generations to worship. The holy monk of Lingshan is a demon monk, and he still makes Buddha statues for himself while he is still alive. It is really shameless."
"It's really shameless." Feng Wuhen agreed.
Mo Tianji frowned and said, "What does Wuhua mean by taking out his master's Buddha statue at this time?"
"It's indeed a bit unusual, little bastard, what do you think?" Master Longmei turned his head and saw that Ye Qiu's face was very solemn, and he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
Ye Qiu replied: "That Buddha statue is not simple."
oh?
Everyone couldn't help but curiously looked at the Buddha statue in Wuhua's hand. After looking at it for a long time, they didn't find anything special.
Ye Qiu said: "I don't know why, but that Buddha statue gives me a very dangerous feeling."
"Could it be that the Buddha statue is an imperial weapon?" After Master Changmei finished speaking, he shook his head: "No, the Holy Monk of Lingshan is a powerful quasi-emperor. That Buddha statue cannot be an imperial weapon. It can only be regarded as a semi-imperial weapon at most."
"It doesn't look like a half-emperor weapon." Feng Wuhen frowned and said, "I also feel that the Buddha statue is very dangerous. If that dead monk uses that Buddha statue against me, I will probably die."
Feng Xiaoxiao reminded: "Have you forgotten what Wuhua just said?"
"He said he would send us on the road together."
"Could it be that the Buddha statue is what he relies on?"
Master Changmei said disdainfully: "Don't listen to Wuhua's bragging, how could a mere Buddha statue kill so many of us?"
"Besides, he is still in the purple light."
"I just made an observation and found that Wuhua's movements became sluggish in that purple light, and his Buddhist magical powers couldn't exert their full power. It's obvious that in that purple light, Rong Yi is invincible.
"
Ye Qiu said: "That purple light is a holy place."
"After a monk breaks through the realm of the Peerless Saint King, he can cultivate his own domain."
"Rong Yi is indeed invincible in his own field."
Feng Xiaoxiao muttered: "It's strange, Wuhua is in Rong Yi's sanctuary and he says he wants to kill all of us. Where does his confidence come from?"
"As expected, it's the Buddha statue." Ye Qiu reminded everyone and said, "You all should be careful. If the situation changes, retreat immediately."
After saying that, he sent a message to Xuanyuan Ronger and said: "Miss Xuanyuan, the Buddha statue in Wuhua's hand is not simple. Be careful. If the situation is not right, get out as soon as possible."
Soon, Xuanyuan Ronger's voice sounded in her ears: "Ye Changsheng, are you worried about me?"
Damn it, when was this happening, why is this woman still here...
flirt?
Immediately afterwards, Xuanyuan Ronger's voice rang in her ears again: "Ye Changsheng, in order to help you, I was seriously injured earlier. You have to thank me later."
"How do you want me to thank you?" Ye Qiu asked.
Xuanyuan Ronger said: "After you get out of here, follow me to your home to see my grandfather and father."
Ye Qiu: "???"
Will you meet your parents so soon?
My dear Xuanyuan Rong'er, I regard you as a friend, but you actually covet my body.
Seeing that Ye Qiu didn't speak for a long time, Xuanyuan Ronger asked: "Is that okay, brother Ye Qiu?"
Her voice suddenly became crooked, as if she was coquettish, leaving Ye Qiu speechless for a while.
"Okay." Ye Qiu agreed.
Xuanyuan Ronger has helped him so much, so it makes sense to go to her home and express her gratitude to her parents, right?
Suddenly, Ye Qiu had an idea and said, "But you still have to do me a favor."
"What are you busy with?" Xuanyuan Ronger asked.
Ye Qiu said: "If you find a chance, I will give you something."
"What?" Xuanyuan Ronger asked.
"You will know when the time comes." Ye Qiu reminded: "Remember my words, if you sense danger, get out as soon as possible."
At this time, I saw Wuhua holding the Buddha statue of the holy monk of Lingshan in both hands, and muttering something in his mouth, as if he was reciting some sutra.
Then, the Buddha statue flew up, three feet above the ground, and radiated bright Buddha light from its whole body.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Rong Yi didn't care. He raised his palm and hit the Buddha statue with one palm.
Bang!
Rong Yi's palm print hit the Buddha statue, and the Buddha statue didn't move at all, as if it had taken root.
"Huh?"
Rong Yi felt a little surprised, and then punched out again.
"Bang!"
This time, not only was the Buddha statue unscathed and hanging motionless in the air, but Rong Yi's fist was broken.
"What?"
Rong Yi raised his eyebrows, with an incredible look in his eyes.
He didn't expect that a Buddha statue could be so hard.
It would be fine if this Buddha statue was an imperial weapon, but he didn't feel any pressure from the imperial weapon from this Buddha statue.
"Hmph, I don't believe it. How can a Buddha statue stop me, Rong Yi?"
After Rong Yi finished speaking, a spear appeared in his palm.
The gun body is engraved with purple dragon patterns
Before taking action, everyone felt a terrifying edge from the tip of the spear.
"Peerless holy weapon!" Mo Tianji said with a flash of his eyes.
Changmei Zhenren looked at the spear in Rong Yi's hand, his eyes were burning, and he rubbed his hands and said, "Rong Yi's spear is pretty good. It would be great if I could grab it and play with it."
"Taoist Priest, if you think you have a long life, you can give it a try." Feng Wuhen said: "The spear in Rong Yi's hand was made by his father who spent hundreds of years collecting rare materials and asked Xuanyuan Ronger's grandfather to use his own hands.
The refined holy weapon is named Purple Dragon Xiaoyue."
"This gun is very scary."
"Especially in Rong Yi's hands, it's scary..." Before Feng Wuhen could finish his words, he suddenly heard a loud shout.
roar!
Rong Yi shouted loudly, and his whole body's true energy surged, converging on the tip of the spear, and then the spear turned into a purple dragon shadow, and with the power of penetrating everything, it stabbed the Buddha statue fiercely.
"Qiang!"
The moment the tip of the spear came into contact with the Buddha statue, it seemed as if it hit an invisible barrier and made a harsh roar.
However, what is shocking is that the seemingly ordinary Buddha statue was unscathed, but the Purple Dragon Roaring Moon Gun actually made a crisp "click" sound the moment it came into contact with the Buddha statue, and then broke into several pieces.
, debris flew everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, Rong Yi felt an irresistible force coming back. His body instantly flew out and hit him in the distance, blood spurting out from his mouth.
"How...how is this possible?"
Rong Yi struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.
As a peerless saint king and a powerful man, and holding a peerless holy weapon, he was defeated so miserably in front of a seemingly ordinary Buddha statue, which simply subverted his cognition.
In the void, everyone was also shocked.
Ye Qiu, Changmei Zhenren, Feng Wuhen and others looked at each other, and they all saw the look of disbelief in each other's eyes.
How can a Buddha statue be so powerful?
What secret does that Buddha statue hide?
Just when everyone was confused, suddenly, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.
