On a quietly suspended black stone, there is a small thatched cottage courtyard.
The courtyard is not big, only ten feet square, with two halls in front and back. There is a small hall in the front, where cigarettes and birds are enshrined, and the legendary "Landa Buddha" is worshiped by the sun. There is a small hall in the back, and on the wall behind the altar, there are
There is no Buddha statue, but a huge mural, a holy red lotus slowly blooming in the sea of filthy blood and boundless evil ghosts.
On the lotus, a little Buddhist magic was performed.
The huge red lotus is like a living thing, constantly repeating the whole process of blooming, withering, setting seeds, and growing and blooming again.
When the red lotus withered, countless evil ghosts in the sea of blood showed sad and desperate faces at the same time. When the red lotus bloomed, the portraits of these evil ghosts all showed smiles, as if they had met the savior and were as happy as if they had met the savior.
In the small temple, there are only a few naive novice monks who can't read the scriptures at first glance. They don't know what they are busy doing. Sometimes they are sweeping the floor and waving the broom randomly, making dust all over the sky;
They sprinkled water and smashed the bucket into a well, making a loud banging sound. After a while, they ran to worship the Buddha in the front and rear small halls. As a result, they didn't recite a few serious scriptures, and the fragrant fruits they offered were gnawed clean by them, as if they were suffering.
Robbers generally loot.
In Nanyun Village, countless people were instantly wiped out into ashes and turned into blood-colored streams of light rising into the sky. Several young novice monks seemed to feel something and hurriedly rushed out of the small nameless temple and stared blankly thousands of miles away.
Nanyun Village is suspended in the void and illuminated by three red suns.
"This, this...Senior Brother Minghai has encountered a strong enemy!" A young novice who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old stamped his feet and screamed: "Go and report to the master quickly, hey, this is
Our Pudu Temple’s territory, who dares to come and cause trouble on our territory?”
Several young novice monks were born at the same time, and their skin and flesh quickly turned into thick blood, which instantly merged with the bones in their bodies. After the originally white skeletons merged with the flesh and blood of the whole body, and the blood from the internal organs,
Instantly becomes crystal clear like red crystal.
Several bones on the vertebrae of the young novices squirmed, and with a "clatter", they spread their blood-colored wings like night owls. The feathers condensed with blood flowed with light, and the young novices stamped their feet, and they melted.
The fierce bloody light soared into the sky.
They were extremely skilled in maneuvering and turning in the long river of rocks outside Nanyun Village. Their escape method was extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of three to four thousand miles in one thought. In just a dozen breaths, they
Having escaped two to three hundred thousand miles, a torrent of large rocks appeared in front of them, and there were countless dangers such as poisonous fire, miasma, and chaotic magnetic fields.
A few rays of blood escaped into this chaotic river of rocks. After a few moves, in a whirlpool formed by the power of invisible magnetism, a small star gate suddenly lit up. The star gate with a diameter of three feet flickered.
In the dim light, several rays of blood rushed in and disappeared in an instant.
The star gate quickly dimmed, and with a "Kacha" sound, the originally round star gate split into thirty-six dark stone formation bases. With the rotation of the metamagnetic force field, it merged into the surrounding rocks.
There is no trace of Taoism, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy are leaked out.
Even if a powerful person with the power to reach the sky passes by, these stone formation bases that have no spiritual charm and fluctuate spiritual energy are exactly the same as the countless large and small stones in the nearby torrent of rocks, and there is no difference.
The blood light transformed by these young monks was like this. After spending a cup of tea, they passed through seven star gates arranged in extremely secret places and finally came to the huge one with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of miles.
In front of the 'wooden planet' transformed into a giant tree.
Several rays of blood landed heavily on the ground, making a loud noise.
The blood light flowed, and several young novice monks screamed in pain. The blood light in the bones flowed out and turned into flesh, viscera and other body tissues again. But it is obvious that this kind of strange flying escape technique that transforms into blood light has no effect on this.
The consumption of these young novice monks was extremely great. The young novice monks, who originally looked quite strong and strong, had become skinny and skinny after flying all the way, and even walked unsteadily.
On the huge branches, a large group of bald men wearing heavy armor and sitting cross-legged on the ground cultivating opened their eyes at the same time and glanced at the few novice monks.
The bald men didn't say anything. The young monks took a few breaths and hurriedly saluted them with their hands together: "Uncles, may I ask..."
In a wooden hall, a soft and erratic voice came out quietly: "Hey, we just sent out a signal for the disciples who were outside to come back, how come you came back so fast? Huh? Where is Minghai? You little thieves are back,
Where are your senior brothers?"
The blood light flashed, and the tall monk who had sneakily attacked Jin Ben outside the iron gate and caused the death of the Great Heavenly Lord Ji Ben walked out of the blood light.
He frowned and looked at the few novice monks, and said in a deep voice: "Where is Minghai? Didn't he say that these days, he has completed the homework he accumulated before, and his merits are perfect, and he has vacated enough in the hell of blood and fire.
Can he 'pursu' another group of believers in his territory? Isn't he planning to officially attack the Xilan Village?"
Before the little novice could reply, the tall monk had already started laughing.
"Don't tell me that he failed to properly handle the affairs of Xilan Village, failed to control the sacred tree that was transformed into the divine seed in time, and allowed the woman in Xilan Village to pass the information about my Pudu Temple back to Heaven, right?"
A wisp of feminine Buddha power surged, blocking the breaths of several young novice monks and preventing them from speaking.
The tall monk continued to gloat and said with a smile: "Oh, actually, although the sacred tree transformed from the pioneering god seed has some wonderful uses, but with the group of believers from Nanyun Village rushing forward and the traitors from Xilan Village cooperating inside and outside,
Just clean up the woman, Minghai just needs to wait for peace of mind to harvest."
"How can Minghai mess up such an easy and light thing?"
"Why!"
Monk Gao Shang wanted to continue to disparage Monk Minghai with a few words.
The soft and erratic voice had already come out from the wooden hall: "Okay, Mingxing, you said it lightly, just go and have a look? A few bald little thieves came back in such a hurry, haha, it can be seen that
It's not because of the signal I just sent... I'm afraid you, Junior Brother Minghai, may be in trouble."
Without waiting for Monk Mingxing to speak, the soft and erratic voice chuckled softly: "Perhaps it's the trouble you caused... Xilan Village is far from Tiemenguan, whether it's close or far... If
If the Fifth Army Mansion is willing to go all out, it is possible for them to go directly to Xilan Village in such a short time."
"You go and see."
"If Minghai really collides with the revenge army of the Fifth Army Mansion... just rescue him and bring him back!"
"By the way, destroy all the passages in the star field with Xilan Village... Well, leave the passage in Yuanjiao. If they really want to chase you along the way back, then lead them there.
It’s King Ping’s territory.”
"Ten years ago, King Ping's new concubine gave him a new blood descendant with excellent qualifications... Haha, King Ping has been showing off in front of us for ten years. It is only natural to give him a little fun.
.”
"The blessings in this world are countless."
"His past years as King Ping have been smooth sailing. He has taken in so many new concubines and obtained so many blood descendants... This blessing can be enjoyed all at once. It's too much. He has to add some natural and man-made disasters to balance him.
one time."
Monk Mingxing's eyes suddenly lit up. He clasped his hands and saluted towards the wooden hall: "I will obey the Buddha's decree. Well, if Junior Brother Minghai has been trapped by the army of the Fifth Army... I'm afraid, I don't have that.
I can save him."
Blood light surged in the wooden hall.
Accompanied by countless sharp roars, strong blood light rose up and swirled like flames. The building was seven stories high, and each floor contained relics, diamond beads, sun and moon wheels, Qibao Ruyi, Tridacna vase and other Buddhist treasures.
The whole body was surrounded by flames, and the ten-foot-tall treasure pillar slowly flew out of the hall, exuding monstrous evil intentions.
"You can take this Pudu Treasure Pillar with you." The soft and erratic voice said softly: "I have entrusted my spiritual soul to you. With this imperial weapon-level treasure, unless a certain great emperor comes in person, otherwise...
...If you still can’t save Ming Hai, you should first think about how to punish yourself when you come back!"
"Well, don't worry, don't worry!" The voice continued to murmur: "For the sake of a great heavenly king, it is natural for the Fifth Military Mansion to take revenge... However, it is only the death of a great heavenly king.
, with the background of Heavenly Court, if one person dies and another one is promoted, this matter should not be too simple."
"So, at most two or three kings will lead the army, right?"
"Any more, and it won't be cost-effective."
"Our primitive star field is full of dangers, barren and empty. It costs a lot to send out a large army once. This expense is not small!"
"However, I hope they really have a great emperor coming... to give Prince Ping a surprise, haha, I'm really looking forward to it!"
Monk Mingxing happily grabbed the blood flames all over his body. In the sticky blood fire, there were countless twisted and ferocious faces looming, and sharp roars and curses could be heard faintly. Monk Mingxing's palm touched the treasure building.
At that moment, his aura suddenly rose, and behind him could be seen a Buddha statue with a terrifying face rising slowly in the blood flames. During his breath, large black smoke spewed out from the seven orifices, and countless twisted ghosts could be seen flickering in the black smoke.
Disillusionment.
"Follow me!" Monk Mingxing waved to the bald men sitting cross-legged on the tree branches.
A group of bald men suddenly stood up, and jumped into the sky with great joy. They turned into bloody relics the size of fists and sank into the treasure building, like stars orbiting the sun, slowly surrounding the treasure building.
Rotate and walk.
Thousands of bald men entered the treasure building. Monk Mingxing pointed at a few young novices. Wisps of blood spurted out from the treasure building and poured into the bodies of the young novices. The young novices let out a low roar of joy, and their shriveled bodies
Rapidly swelling and plumping, they immediately returned to their peak condition, and even improved their cultivation.
Originally, a few novice monks only had nearly a thousand acupoints opened in their bodies.
As the blood light was injected into them, a low wail of the innocent souls emitted from their bodies, and more or less light spots within their bodies lit up one after another.
Monk Mingxing shook the treasure banner in his hand.
The treasure pillar turned into a blood cloud, covering himself and several young monks. The blood cloud rolled up and turned into a bloody starlight in an instant. It shuttled through the void in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
The flying speed of this treasure building is more than a hundred times faster than that of a few young monks flying with all their strength?
The most amazing thing is that it arrives as soon as the thought arises, as fast as a flash of fire or lightning.
In the sky above Xilan Village, Monk Minghai roared loudly.
He made a desperate effort to harvest Nanyun Village, and tens of billions of undead souls turned into blood and swarmed in in an unreasonable, almost teleportation manner. They emerged from his sea of blood and fire hell in the blink of an eye.
The huge sea of blood was almost filled with these undead.
The overly majestic evil power of the ghosts filled the Blood Sea Fire Hell, and the pressure was so great that Monk Minghai couldn't breathe. He roared in a deep voice, and the blazing volcano in the Blood Sea suddenly cracked from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Several huge cracks appeared. A huge amount of flames surged out like thick plasma, detonating the entire sea of blood in an instant.
"It's either you or me!" Monk Minghai hissed and rushed towards Lu Qian.
Countless ghosts and evil forces surged around him, turning into blood thunders. The surface was constantly flashing with strange blood lotus patterns. It was silent, but full of evil power that hurt people's souls and the foundation of bad guys.
Lu Qian concentrated on it and stood in the void.
The five uncles roared in unison, and the power of the five elements swept through the void. Under Lu Qian's mediation, the power of the five elements rotated, turning into a series of magnificent five-element divine thunder, full of majestic righteousness and aura, heading towards the sky like a heavy rain.
Monk Minghai smashed it down.
The five elements are the foundation of heaven and earth.
In the human body, the five elements are also rotating, so that the five qi are harmonious and full of vitality.
Monk Minghai has practiced evil methods, and the power of the five elements in his body has long been out of balance. With his strong cultivation and the evil and strange Dharma, Monk Minghai can still suppress and reconcile all the changes in his body.
Under the impact of the mighty, pure and masculine Five Elements Divine Thunder forcibly exerted by Lu Qian, the gloomy evil power on Monk Minghai's body was shattered, and the layers of it were washed away. The Five Elements Divine Thunder directly blasted into his body.
The body, vibrating blood, shaking the five internal organs, shaking the soul, was like the scorching sun shining on the snow, immediately causing Monk Minghai great pain.
Lu Qian kept urging the Great Brahma's thunder sound, making loud noises.
Using the divine power of the Great Brahma's Thunder Sound, Lu Qian forcibly recited the salvation scriptures that purified the souls of the dead. In Monk Minghai's Blood Sea Hell, countless twisted and struggling souls heard the thunder and were illuminated by the golden light transformed from the salvation scriptures, and immediately
Rising out of the sticky and filthy sea of blood, he immediately broke away from the thorns, mountains of knives, and forest of swords on the volcano, and happily rushed towards the small five-element world temporarily constructed by Lu Qian and the five uncles.
The Yin Thunder of the Sea of Blood condensed on Monk Minghai's body was blasted away by the Five Elements Divine Thunder.
Monk Minghai's strength is already at the peak level of a heavenly general. He has probably practiced more than 90,000 acupoints. But Lu Qian has gathered exactly 100,000 acupoints. In terms of hard cultivation, Lu Qian simply crushed him.
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The Tianlong Zen Staff even collided with the evil big bell. The Tianlong Zen Staff roared and roared, scratching the big bell with bruises all over its body. From time to time, it would throw its tail and claws at Monk Minghai's body, causing his flesh and blood to fly everywhere.
, crying out in pain again and again.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar of a dragon, and the Tianlong Zen Staff suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the big bell in one gulp.
With the sound of "Gudong", the connection between Monk Minghai and the big clock was suddenly interrupted.
Then, the bell rang in the belly of the Tianlong Zen Staff. It only rang seven or eight times, and then there was an earth-shattering loud noise. The dragon scales all over the body of the Zen Staff lit up one after another, and then the silence returned.
The Tianlong Zen Staff circled Lu Qian several times in a lively manner, with traces of thick black smoke constantly spitting out from his nostrils. It was burned out of thin air by Lu Qian's roar of the Great Brahma thunder sound, and was completely refined.
Before Monk Minghai could rush in front of Lu Yi, he was hit by a series of big moves from Lu Yi, causing blood to spurt out from all his orifices, and the vertical eye between his eyebrows almost flew out of his eye sockets. Along with the shrill roar, Monk Minghai's energy flowed rapidly.
As he weakened, millions of undead souls were constantly being forcibly transcended by Lu Qian in the hell of blood sea and fire in his mind. After washing away the filthy evil energy from their bodies, they disappeared into the void bit by bit.
Although the small world where Xilan Village is located is a desolate and barren land compared to the Supreme Taichu Heaven, all the rules of the world seem to be in order. It is precisely because the sparrow is small but has all five internal organs.
These undead souls saved by Lu Qian quietly disappeared into the law of reincarnation in the small world of Xilan Village, and quietly integrated into the great avenue of heaven and earth, waiting for the next reincarnation.
As the undead souls in the Blood Sea Fire Hell were being transcended and transformed, a thunderbolt around Monk Minghai was beaten to death before he could even blast out. He widened his eyes and looked at Lu Qian with great confusion.
: "Where did you come from? Why do you want to ruin my good deeds?"
"Did you know that my master is one of the three kings... the Buddha of Purity?"
The Tianlong Zen staff suddenly fell down and caught Monk Minghai in one bite, until his bones rattled and he could not move at all. Lu Qian looked at Monk Minghai quietly, and the Five Elements Divine Thunder fell down one after another, like peeling an onion.
, gradually remove his power, eliminate his flesh and blood, and disintegrate his soul.
Monk Minghai is still shouting.
He kept saying the title of his master, "Pudu Buddha".
Lu Qian just ignored him and continued to act, crushing him bit by bit and purifying him bit by bit.
As a disciple of Buddhism, he has tampered with Buddhism and turned it into such evil and evil heretic methods.
According to his true feelings, Lu Qian is not a truly devout Buddhist disciple...but after all, he has been carrying the name of "Dharma Sea" and traveled around the world for so many years, and he has Buddhist elders such as Baoguang Merit Buddha and Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha.
It's also very good for him... Although he has no 'piety' towards Buddhism, he has 'strong feelings'.
Seeing such evil-doing so-called "Buddhist cultivators", Lu Qian only hated that his methods were not cruel enough.
What about the 'Pudu Buddha'... Lu Qian doesn't know him, and he doesn't know Lu Qian either... Haha.
Gradually, the blood sea and hell in Monk Minghai's mind has changed. The sea of blood has almost dried up. The volcano has been extinguished. The ferocious Buddha statue on the top of the volcano has also turned into a dying mass of dark blood that may be extinguished at any time.
The light floats feebly on the top of the mountain.
Monk Minghai's magic power had been completely refined, and his physical body had been refined to the point of being parched and withered, almost broken into slag.
Seeing the dying monk Minghai, who was grasped by the Tianlong Chan Staff and could not move at all, with only his mouth open to murmur and curse, Lu Qian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and shook his head: "That's it? No trump card at all?"
"The little monk's Zen staff, that one bite just now, was a great tonic... You really don't have any powerful magic weapon on you, so you can give him a good tonic?"
Lu Qian looked at Monk Minghai with disappointment.
Monk Minghai was so angry that he vomited blood. The big bell that could emit strange sound waves was already the means in his hand to suppress the bottom of the box. It was the real Buddhist treasure that flowed from the Landa Temple, the once supreme Buddhist holy place of Taichu.
Although, after being refined by him using the 'Pudu Dharma', the function of this big bell has been distorted and its grade has been lowered, but it is still powerful and truly a good treasure.
Such a precious treasure was actually swallowed by a Zen staff?
Monk Minghai yelled filial piety towards Lu Qian at the top of his lungs: "You wait... Master, I will not let you go, absolutely..."
In the void, a tiny bit of blood flashed.
A blood cloud wrapped Monk Mingxing, carrying several young novice monks, and quietly came to the sky above Xilan Village. Monk Mingxing stepped on the blood cloud and appeared. He held a treasure banner with rising blood flames and looked down at it.
Lu Qian et al.
His eyes swept over the dying monk Minghai. Monk Mingxing frowned and looked at Lu Qian. He held the treasure banner tightly with one hand and raised his hand on his chest. He saluted Lu Qian: "This senior brother..."
Lu Qian waved his hand and interrupted Monk Mingxing's words: "You want to save him? Stop talking nonsense and just do it! If you win, he will live; if you lose, you will all die!"
Lu Qian's straightforward words made Monk Mingxing feel inexplicably terrified.
His brows suddenly opened, and wisps of blood spurted out, and he quickly looked in all directions. Wherever the blood light swept, strange ripples appeared in the void, and many fine dusts were impacted by invisible forces.
, making a crisp sound, the fine dust was directly blasted to pieces by the invisible evil force.
In an instant, Monk Mingxing's Dharma Eyes saw the entire Xilan Village.
Xilan Village is ordinary and peaceful, just like in the past, with nothing out of the ordinary or any ambush.
Monk Mingxing was relieved.
He quickly took a look at the Tianlong Zen staff that was also clamping down on Monk Minghai. His eyes shrank and his face trembled slightly. He couldn't help but grinned and licked his lips vigorously. He couldn't hide the greed in his heart at all...
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After practicing this so-called "Pudu Buddha Dharma", I was infected by the strongest negative emotions and influenced by all kinds of filthy emotions and six desires day and night. Monk Mingxing, Monk Minghai and others, all kinds of emotions are extremely strong, and all kinds of desires are extremely burning...
…They don’t hide, and they can’t hide any of their desires.
"The treasure is good." Monk Mingxing smiled and nodded at Lu Qian: "You have just stepped into Xingjun's cultivation? Well, when I kill you, your treasure will be mine..."
Scanning the five uncles beside Lu Qian, Monk Mingxing looked at Rhubarb very emphatically: "Well, especially, this dog is not bad. He is fat and strong. Make some five-spice powder and stew it. It will be good.
eat."
Dahuang is usually the most honest person. After listening to Monk Mingxing’s words, he couldn’t help but raise the corners of his eyes, grinning and showing his fangs. His eyes were fixed on Monk Mingxing’s ankle bones, and he wanted to gnaw his ankles into pieces.
Bone residue.
Lu Qian patted Dahuang's head and said with a smile: "Don't you have eyes? This is one, a soil unicorn!"
Monk Mingxing smiled and said: "He is a dog at heart!"
Lu Qian no longer dwells on this issue. Monk Mingxing is even more possessed than Monk Minghai. His skin is fairer and his lips are redder than Monk Minghai. The little sun in Xilan Village shines on Monk Mingxing, and his skin
There was a strange moisture all over it, and it smelled like a dead body that had just been fished out of the water.
Such a demonic monk, if you make noises with him, aren't you lowering your family's standards?
Lu Qian took a deep breath.
The five uncles' bodies were flashing with light, the Five Elements Avenue was surging, and the entire sky above Xilan Village was filled with five-color light flashes. The energy of the Five Elements between heaven and earth was flourishing, and the strong power of the Five Elements was constantly being sucked into Lu Qian's mind.
The golden mill of the spirit soul rotated rapidly, and in the flickering of silent flames, these extremely obedient powers of the five elements were crushed by the golden mill, and quickly turned into the power of transcendence, filling in little by little.
into the orifice.
Monk Minghai screamed: "Brother, don't give him time to regain his breath... He must have exhausted his mana just now when he used a powerful magical power... Hey, while he is weak, beat him to death, beat him to death
...Revenge me!"
Monk Minghai wanted to cry, but with his body almost turned into bagasse, he couldn't even squeeze out the tears.
He could only scream at the top of his lungs: "He broke my law and destroyed my way... He destroyed my hell of blood sea and fire... I have worked hard for thousands of years to polish and forge the sea of blood bit by bit.
Hellfire, those carefully selected blood-sea evil spirits... were all destroyed by him!"
"There is also Nanyun Village. I managed to turn the entire Nanyun Village into my foundation, but it was also destroyed. Everything was destroyed!"
"Senior brother, you must capture him, I will cramp and skin him..."
Monk Minghai was hysterical and cursed Lu Qian with all the vicious words.
Monk Mingxing was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he watched with a smile as Monk Minghai cursed at the top of his lungs, enjoying the incompetent whine of his junior brother like a defeated dog.
Only a few novice monks in Monk Minghai's courtyard seemed to have some real feelings for Monk Minghai.
Their lips moved and they murmured a few words in a low voice to Monk Mingxing.
Monk Mingxing glanced sideways at the few novice monks, sighed slowly, and glanced a little regretfully at Monk Minghai, who was imprisoned by the Tianlong Zen staff and was constantly being burned by the Buddhist flames gushing from the Zen staff.
"May I ask, senior brother, where did you come from? What happened? I wonder if senior brother wandered here, or is this Xilan Village originally the dojo that senior brother has chosen?" Monk Mingxing smiled and pointed at Lu Qian with the index finger of his right hand.
"Zeng Zeng Zeng" three crisp sounds came from the fingertips, and three blood-colored fire needles as thin as cow hairs spurted out, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and fiercely pierced Lu Qian's eyebrows and the two left and right eyes.
Eyes.
Monk Mingxing had a pleasant look on his face, but his attacks were extremely vicious and merciless, just like when he attacked and killed the Great Heavenly Lord Zhijiang before.
When the three fire needles pierced Lu Qian, the sharp sound of breaking through the air was earth-shattering.
Silently, a flash of blood flashed behind Lu Yi, and another Mingxing monk held the Vajra pestle that had previously severely injured the Great Heavenly Lord Ji Kang, and struck Lu Yi in the back of the heart with great ferocity.
Behind Lu Qian, a large area of five-color divine light suddenly vibrated, and the void was turned upside down and chaotic. The large area of void was like the tiny scales on the wings of a butterfly, one by one, chaotic, folded, interlaced, and twisted... The void was like a toy, and extremely powerful things happened in an instant.
Subtle and complex changes.
This blood shadow holding a vajra and sneaking up on Lu Yi's heart was caught off guard and was involved in the chaotic and changing spatial turbulence.
I heard a cry, and the blood shadow made a "puff" sound, as if it was crisscrossed by tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of extremely sharp long knives at the same time. The body was cut into countless small particles the size of sesame seeds, with wisps of them.
Thin streams of bloody light shattered and scattered in all directions.
Only the vajra in his hand is worthy of the name of 'Vajra' and is extremely hard.
Lu Chen shattered the void with the 'Space Avenue' and strangled it with space turbulence. The vajra pestle was still shining brightly. No matter how it was blown by the space turbulence, large sparks continued to splash on the vajra, without any scratches on the surface.
Lu Qian was horrified and moved.
What a Buddhist treasure... with his current level of cultivation, he can't shake it at all!
It's a pity that such a precious treasure has been tarnished by the so-called "Pudu Buddha Dharma". A deep bloody light flashed in the treasure pestle, revealing an evil and filthy Taoist charm, which is exactly what a "Vajra pestle" should be.
The rhythm of Buddhism's avenue goes in the opposite direction.
"You guys, this is such a waste of natural resources!"
Lu Qian sneered: "This kind of treasure is really wasted in your hands!"
Lu Qian roared loudly, and the Great Brahma Thunder Sound activated again.
The bloody Vajra suddenly shook, and a Vajra lion roar rose into the sky from the Vajra. The deep blood light inside the Vajra suddenly exploded, and a bit of Vajra's immortal Buddha nature turned into a stubborn little fire.
Swaying from the depths of the vajra, it was like a grass seed crushed by a boulder, growing tenaciously and struggling stubbornly.
Although this treasure pestle has been tarnished by evil methods, its essence is still there, and its core origin has not been destroyed.
Monk Mingxing, who had been smiling all the time, cursed "Damn it" angrily. As a bit of golden light in the vajra swayed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Even the corners of his two big eyes suddenly burst, and two lines of blood and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Come down.
"Come!" Lu Qian waved towards the vajra, which was wrapped in bloody flames but with a bit of golden light at its core constantly flashing.
In the mind of Landa Buddha, a secret mantra for washing away evil spirits and refining Buddha treasures emerged.
Lu Qian did not hesitate to spend his magic power, and even ignited a ray of essence and blood, and used the magical power of the Great Brahma's Thunder Sound to activate this secret spell. Small golden flowers spurted out from his mouth, turning into a rain of flowers all over the sky, towards
The vajra fell down.
The lion's roar inside the vajra sounded one after another, each one more majestic and each one louder than the other.
The blood light on the surface of the treasure pestle was washed to pieces, and wisps of extremely rhythmic ancient lines shone with golden light, spreading continuously on the surface of the treasure pestle.
She even took the initiative to dodge, and suddenly arrived in front of Lu Yi. There were three loud sounds of "Clang, Clang, Clang," and the three fire needles shot by Monk Mingxing were stopped by the radiant Vajra.
The huge counterattack force directly shattered it into pieces.
Monk Mingxing was frightened and angry, and hissed: "Monk Thief, you are looking for death!"
He grasped the seven-layered treasure building tightly with both hands and shook it vigorously.