Chapter 230 Supernatural Powers - Three Heads and Six Arms
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Shan Yuan had a cold face and pointed his halberd at Atractylodes.
Hundreds of feet away, Bai Shu also raised his finger, his golden pupils dimmed slightly, and the flames were also weak.
"wind!"
"wind!"
The two of them spoke at the same time.
On the huge snowfield, there was a sudden earthquake, and goose feathers flew into the air, and were immediately rolled up high by an inexplicable force.
The lever of the world was slightly moved, and the power of the world was forcibly restrained by words.
The wind is blowing!
The dragon roared violently at the same moment, and two majestic tornadoes thousands of feet high swept across everything. The endless turbid air swept across several miles in radius at the moment the tornadoes appeared.
The shock and impact of the booming sound caused the vast snowfield to be plunged into turbulent waves.
Bai Shu and Shan Yuan were in the eye of the wind, and the wind shimmered and swirled endlessly, shattering everything.
The two reached out and pushed at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, the two tornadoes collided!
The dark light was like waves and awns, and the sound moved thousands of mountains. The mountains were torn apart by the huge force, and they were torn apart. They were as fragile as paper, and it was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.
Xuan Kong, who had escaped underground early to avoid the disaster, felt a palpitation in his heart and couldn't help but panic.
The loud sound coming from the ground was like the sound of two divine elephants hitting each other, the sound of destruction.
He swallowed and retreated further underground.
In another underground place, Zhang Boyu, who had also escaped, was also shocked.
"Spell..."
He took a deep breath, and his face on the mud showed a look of intoxication.
This kind of thing...
This kind of thing...he wants it too!
now.
The broken wind was still circling low. Looking up, the mountains and tall trees were no longer visible. The turbidity of the wind gave rise to new ice edges, which criss-crossed like dense canine teeth.
In the midst of the mess, the corners of Monk Shanyuan's mouth moved, he coughed lowly, and his face looked a little pale.
Curse...
When Lord Xuanwen beheaded Suzaku, the great Kuxuan Sect and Leiyin Temple at that time were awarded this magical power by the saint because of their merits in guarding him.
Heaven and earth are lips and teeth, and all phenomena are mouth and tongue. One word can move the universe!
Even within the Northern Zen Sect, there is only one person in a million who is qualified to practice mantras.
And those who practice successfully are even rarer.
Monk Shanyuan boasts of his extraordinary talents and has made great achievements in the practice of mantras.
But I didn't expect that I would meet my enemy today!
"print!"
Monk Shanyuan drank lowly.
In the void, a large lotus seal composed of countless divine patterns suddenly appeared, majestic like a mountain, majestic dang)dang), pressing down on Bai Zhugai.
Suddenly, a heavenly wheel jumped up and cut the lotus seal flatly into two halves.
The two looked at each other, sneered at each other, and spoke again to fight faster!
"Soldiers!"
"beast!"
Thousands of sun god spears were densely packed like rain, smashing the swaying tail of the Pixiu elephant into a sieve.
One after another, the swans flapped their wings and cracked the clouds, but they were taken in by a bright yellow Luotian umbrella and became silent again.
King Kong and Rakshasa danced their bodies, and their bodies almost filled the sky. The moment the demon pestle and the bone sword clashed, the void was illuminated by a bright light.
The wind tornado rose again, but was punched away by the golden arm born from the mist.
The divine thunder of Dutian blasted towards the divine fire of Liuding.
The fairy sword strikes the Buddha's staff across the board.
The vast ocean-like lake of blood poured down, like a rolling celestial river that broke through the boundary wall and flowed down into the human world. It swept towards Monk Shanyuan, but he summoned a third-grade golden lotus with a spell and enveloped the surrounding area.
The blood lake surged across the sky and flooded the earth, and the screams and screams of the innocent souls resounded miserably.
Shan Yuan, who was in the third-grade golden lotus, had a solemn expression. His whole body was illuminated by the pure Zen light, and a circle of bright Buddha light seemed to be born behind his head, which was transparent and flawless.
At this moment, under the watchful eye of Monk Shanyuan, Baizhu was walking on the blood with a leisurely look on his face.
"How do you feel about yourself..."
Looking at Monk Shanyuan in the third-grade golden lotus, and then at the blood lake at his feet that was summoned by his spell, Bai Shu couldn't help but smile:
"I feel like a member of a demonic cult."
Without answering, Monk Shanyuan stepped out of the Golden Lotus with one step, and his joints all cracked.
Three heads and six arms!
This is an ancient magical power of Leiyin Temple, and it is the Buddha's Dharma passed down from ancient times!
Among the lightning and flint, Monk Shanyuan's shape was as tall as a mountain. He stepped on the blood lake with one foot, blasted through the endless blood evil energy, and attacked Bai Shu.
"thunder!"
"fire!"
"Wood!"
Monk Shanyuan's three heads roared loudly, and fire and thunder filled the sky like a net, slashing down violently. Yi wood burst out of the ground, greedily wrapping around Bai Shu's body, trying to drain away his true energy and blood.
"Disperse!"
The color of the Atractylodes face does not change, drink it with a low mouth.
Whether it was the fire and thunder in the sky or the surging Yimu, they all dissipated instantly.
"Spells can be broken with the power of the heart, not with the head." Bai Shu shook his head.
Monk Shanyuan held a gun, a jade mountain, a vase, a Zen staff, a Buddhist sword and a peacock feather in his six arms. His body was dancing like a mountain. The six swords and magic weapons all bloomed with immeasurable light and fell towards Bai Shu.
Shan Yuan's body is as tall as a mountain, like an ancient arhat in front of the Jedi Heavenly Power, subduing demons. Compared with him, Baizhu's body is only about the size of an ant and not as big as Monk Shan Yuan's fingernail.
But he calmly raised his fist and punched the person who was knocked down first.
Boom...boom...bang bang bang!!!
Amid the shock of the air, the two of them each took a step back. Monk Shanyuan's mountain-like Dharma image was actually shaken by a punch!
"Long Master Ming Wang Jin alone can't defeat my dharma image!"
Monk Shanyuan's voice came from above the clouds and resounded throughout the earth. Bai Shu raised his head and saw confusion on all three sides of him.
"How can the human body of the Universal Pure Heaven, which has not yet entered the realm of enlightenment, be able to achieve such an extent?"
"You guess."
Bai Shu smiled slightly, flicked his fingers together, and struck out a series of Yushu divine thunders, hitting Monk Shanyuan.
Shan Yuan's six arms swept across, and there was a huge force that shook the void. The peacock feathers and ** held up the layers of Yushu thunder. The remaining four arms hit, but were intercepted by the sky-reaching sword energy released by Bai Shu.
The Dharma light surged so chaotically that even the Fire Mother and the Torch Dragon stayed far away to avoid being affected.
Bai Shu struck out with a palm, channeling the power of Yushan into the earth, and relieved the heavy unparalleled force.
**, peacock feathers, and the treasure vase caps were pressed down one after another. Fang Fang broke the peacock feathers and knocked the ** that fell off the head. However, he saw a huge suction force suddenly coming from the treasure vase held by Shan Yuan.
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Countless runes are imprinted around the vase, shining layer by layer. The mouth of the vase is facing Bai Shu's body, bursting out with brilliance.
It was as deep as a black hole, causing Baizhu to shake slightly and lose his footing.
It is precisely to use the treasure vase to refine Atractylodes, from the body to the soul, everything will be refined into pus.
"Come in!"
A sinister smile appeared on Shan Yuan's face, and he roared, trying to shake Bai Zhu's mind.
"open!"
Suddenly, a picture scroll flew out of the Niwan Palace of Baizhu's eyebrows, resisting the huge suction of the vase and stabilizing himself.
The scroll slowly unfolded in the sky, revealing the scene inside.
