The treasure in Monk Mingxing's hand emitted a dense blood light, fierce blood flames, overwhelming the sky, covering Lu Qian and the entire Xilan City. Monk Mingxing's face was covered with blood, and the corners of his eyes were cracked. He grinned strangely, looking more and more ferocious.
Evil ghost.
Suppression, total suppression.
Buddha's light surged around Lu Qian's body, protecting himself and the huge Xilan City below.
However, in terms of cultivation, Monk Mingxing crushed him by a large margin. The seven-layered treasure in the hands of Monk Mingxing is a rare Buddhist treasure. Although it has been contaminated by the evil Buddha's magic, its nature and power are still there.
Extremely grand.
The blood light and blood flames flew down like an aurora and landed on the Buddha light emitted by Lu Qian.
A thin wisp of blood fell on it, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai. The Buddha's light emitted by Lu Qian was shaken wildly, and his body could not help but shake with it. His limbs and bones made a "rattling" sound, as if someone was being driven crazy with a heavy hammer.
Normal bombardment.
The terrible pressure caused Lu Qian's seven orifices to burst out with red spots, and blood mixed with real fire spurted out. His eyes were filled with black mist, and Venus flashed randomly. Lu Qian groaned, and the Buddha power in his body burned fiercely, and the Buddha's light was like a lotus flower.
Blooming, layer by layer, layer by layer, constantly spreading and expanding towards the sky.
The seven-layered treasure building continued to crush.
In just a moment, the Buddha's light emitted by Lu Qian opened extremely fine cracks. With the harsh sound of glass shattering, the fierce blood flames continued to erode inward along the cracks. Lu Qian felt cold all over his body, and a wave of blood opened in his body.
Among the hundreds of thousands of acupoints, there is actually a faint bloody fire lingering.
It was extremely cold, but the heat was unbearable, mixed with the corrosion of two completely opposite properties of Buddhist flames. Lu Qian's internal acupoints made a "chichi" sound, severe pain hit him, and his body seemed to be burned by flames, a strange fire light
Through his flesh and blood skin, it slowly rose from his body.
Monk Minghai was held in the mouth of the Tianlong Zen Staff. He was already dying and could be completely annihilated at any time. When he saw this situation, he couldn't help but screamed: "Brother, this thief is not worthy of transformation, so we directly killed him and let him
Gone to ashes!"
Monk Mingxing smiled slightly and glanced sideways at Monk Minghai.
Such an excellent material is not worth converting?
Wow, Monk Mingxing is too lazy to say anything more - such a stupid junior brother is a good junior brother!
The dull sound of explosions was endless, and the Buddha's light emitted by Lu Qian completely collapsed and disintegrated. Even if he had such a heaven-defying background as the Landa Buddha, his cultivation was still far behind Monk Mingxing, and the Tianlong Zen Staff was also
He is definitely not a match for treasures such as the Seven-Layered Treasure Building...
Blood inflammation and bloody light fell on his head, almost clinging to Lu Qian's body.
Next to Lu Qian, the five uncles roared together and took action with all their strength, stirring up a torrent of five colors and hitting the sky full of blood and blood flames.
The blood flames were not damaged at all, the seven-layered treasure building shook slightly, the five uncles all vomited blood, and the one in the faint lake fell from the sky.
"Senior brother, please take refuge." Monk Mingxing stared at Lu Qian without blinking an eye, and said with a smile: "You and I are of the same lineage as Pudu, and we have a great bond with Buddha... Come to think of it, you must be someone who served under Master at that time.
Senior brother, you have been reincarnated through many tribulations and have a reborn body? Today, junior brother will specially invite you to rejoin the master's sect."
On the seven-layered treasure pillar, countless demonic shadows and ghostly faces flashed. Those evil demonic figures bared their teeth and made faces at the same time, reciting mysterious and unpleasant sutras and mantras.
The erratic sound of chanting continued to fall, Lu Qian's mind shook violently, and ripples appeared on the surface of the Soul Golden Buddha. In each ripple, there seemed to be a twisted ghost face looming.
It is essentially the same source as the 'power of transcendence' cultivated by Lu Qian, but the level is different by countless heavens, and the blood-colored Buddha power has been contaminated by evil forces, crazily eroding Lu Qian's soul golden Buddha.
Lu Qian only felt a sharp pain in his soul, as if countless tiny ants were biting him. There were also strange chanting sounds in his mind, which kept shaking his mind and stirring up huge waves.
The speed of blood gushing in the seven orifices became faster and faster, even the eyebrows suddenly widened, and several small blood vessels in the corners of the eyes burst, and viscous golden plasma flowed from them - the golden plasma suddenly turned into dazzling black.
Red, then twisted and swayed into several tiny ghost faces hanging on Lu Qian's face.
These small ghost faces were on the ground, in Xilan City. Ahu and the others just raised their heads. From such a long distance, they were suddenly forced to see them clearly... When they entered the eyes, the ghost faces were twisted and ferocious.
Great fear struck his heart, cold sweat poured out from every pore on his body, Ahu and others all vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Countless dirty thoughts surged through my mind.
Ahu and all the tiger masters endured the impact of the waves of evil thoughts and kept chanting the three words "Brother Ji" in their mouths.
As for Mrs. Sister-in-law and others, how can they have the concentration and character of Ahu and others?
The moment they saw that little black ghost face and were infected by the twisted and evil thoughts, they subconsciously clasped their hands together, fell to their knees, and started chanting the name of 'Pudu Buddha' over and over again.
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Lu Qian could only struggle to support himself.
Seeing that Lu Qian and the entire Xilan Village were about to be wiped out by Monk Mingxing, the giant tree next to Xilan City suddenly trembled violently.
Visible to the naked eye, the ground near the giant tree was squirming violently, as if there were countless giant pythons swaying wildly underground.
The giant tree is huge, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, and almost occupies the entire small landmass of Xilan Village. The roots are squirming crazily, and ominous restrictions light up in the roots. The vitality of the entire land mass is being plundered crazily.
Devour.
The branches and leaves of the giant tree fell like a heavy rain. Every branch and leaf was all withered and yellow, as if it had been burned by fire. Countless branches and leaves fell from the sky. As soon as they fell less than a hundred feet, they turned into ashes.
Wisps of extremely fine light spots were swallowed up by the violently shaking trunk of the big tree.
All vitality, all energy... not only the vitality of the giant tree itself, but also the entire small landmass of Xilan Village.
Green mountains and green waters have turned into the Gobi Desert.
Pieces of farmland and pastures have directly weathered into deserts.
The originally moist and warm wind suddenly became hot and dry after flying close to the ground, as if it had changed from a fresh and lovely little girl to a ferocious and ugly Mina Yin, beating the ground with a "swishing" sound.
In Xilan Village, countless people screamed and screamed.
Boats, large and small, soared awkwardly from the ground, avoiding unknown risks for unknown reasons.
Many of the boats were so hasty in taking off that they collided with each other in the air and exploded into a dazzling and noisy fire.
In just a short breath, the entire Xilan Village was turned into a place of death by the giant tree transformed by this divine seed.
The flowers, plants and trees have been pumped to a state of scorch, the green mountains and green waters have been pumped to a brown and dry state, and the fertile soil has been pumped into dry gravel. The small landmass that was originally full of vitality and seemed quite refreshing at a glance has been suddenly cracked into countless large and small pieces.
Small cracks...
In those cracks, there was no water, no fire, no strong wind, no magma. They were deserted, quiet, and almost comparable to a mass grave in the middle of the night. There was no trace of fire or heat.
Lu Qian, Monk Mingxing, and countless others stared dumbfoundedly at the great changes in Xilan Village.
The giant trees are crumbling, drying up, and collapsing inwards.
On the huge tree trunk, small cracks continued to appear. The originally huge tree trunk rapidly collapsed bit by bit and became exhausted... Then, it turned into wisps of smoke with no heat and drifted away in the wind, and even the residue did not fall.
How many.
In just a few breaths, the huge giant tree drained the entire Xilan Village, and he turned into a huge seed that was about three miles high and emitted an extremely strong golden-green divine light.
A series of complex and intricate forbidden lines gush out from the seeds that are almost as clear as glass, and the majestic energy rolls inside the huge seeds. The huge seeds squirm, accompanied by low roars, the seeds emerge from the solid state
It liquefies directly and turns into a crystal clear, pure energy state like plasma.
Terrifying golden-green energy surged, accompanied by high-pitched and sharp roars. The huge energy turned into countless large and small avenues, and slowly opened to the surroundings. The surrounding void squirmed and trembled, and colorful starlight came from behind.
The endless cracks in the void surged out, constantly injecting those wildly spreading avenue patterns.
Lu Qian stared at these Dao lines with wide eyes.
Space pattern.
This is the substantive and concrete space Dao pattern... Seeing these Dao patterns with his own eyes, Lu Qian's understanding and control of the space Dao is improving rapidly and crazily.
The indescribably powerful spatial Dao rhyme surged in Lu Qian's mind, but all abnormalities were suppressed by the Taichu Huntong Pearl. All abnormalities were carefully contained in Lu Qian's body, without any leakage...
Lu Qian just stared at the spreading space Dao patterns so seriously, and countless mysteries rolled around. His mastery and understanding of the space Dao had instantly improved to a level that ordinary people could not imagine.
As far as Lu Qian himself senses, with just a slight stretch of his hand, he can fold and twist the void of billions of miles around like pieces of paper into various shapes at will, and even collapse it from high dimensions to low dimensions.
Or jump to a lower dimension to a higher dimension...
And in this continuous collapse and leap, all kinds of incredible miracles will be born.
Even facing the powerful monk Mingxing and the incredibly powerful seven-layered treasure in his hand, Lu Qian also had some whimsical thoughts in his mind... It seems that he is not without his own strength!
Although in terms of cultivation, Lu Qian is far inferior to Monk Mingxing.
But if the avenue under control is strong enough and the degree of mastery is high enough, it seems that using the weak to become the strongest and then using the strong to reverse the attack is not impossible?
Just when Lu Qian was about to give it a try, the golden-green energy that became more and more powerful and terrifying exploded... Such a huge amount of energy suddenly disappeared, replaced by dozens of lines of energy.
A huge battleship hundreds of miles long!
"The breath of evil!" A low, faintly hoarse voice sounded: "Slaughter it! No chickens or dogs left!"
