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"Maha Sangha Vinaya" once said: "A moment is one thought, twenty thoughts are one instant, twenty instants are one flick of the finger, twenty flicks of the finger are one Lua Su, twenty Luo Su are one moment, one night is three
Ten hours."
The alarm was rising in Monk Shanyuan's heart, and just when he was using the Little Heavens to move and control, in the confusion, a lightning spear shot out from Baizhu's left eye.
There was no wild noise from the strong wind, nor was there any movement from the roar of the thunder. There was no sound from the celestial phenomena, the brightness, and all the things that should have happened.
The world seemed to be rendered into monotonous black and white, everything that was flowing fell into absolute stillness, and my thoughts were frozen.
This is different from the effect of the "sedation" of the mantra. The moment the Naluojia Spear came out, Bai Shu's thoughts briefly synchronized with the time flow of the Naluojia Spear.
Luo Yu is compressed into a snap of fingers, a snap of fingers is compressed into an instant, and an instant is compressed into a thought.
One true Dharma Realm, infinite origin.
The Spear of Naraka——
The thunder and lightning of Hell, the spear that creates evil karma.
Penetrate time! Penetrate causes and conditions! Penetrate the invisible spear that exists in everything!
Even the truth...has been penetrated!
"Kill him, sharp gun!"
Bai Shu suddenly thought of this sentence and chuckled softly in his heart.
"Killing two birds with one stone..."
At the last moment, behind Monk Shanyuan, there was Zhu Ping, the God of God, holding a purple electric hammer, scattering endless purple thunder, and smashing the torch dragon into the sky with one hammer.
There was a slight smile on his face, he looked quite pleased with himself, and his beard was also raised.
Bai Shu looked away and sighed slowly.
puff!
It sounded like the crisp sound of an egg shell cracking, or like the collision of two white porcelain bottles.
The stiff wind began to flow, and everything that was frozen was revived from the ice.
Monk Shanyuan's eyes flickered. On the other side of the sky, Baizhu's left pupil was still bleeding, and his golden pupil became dull and dim, like a candle flickering in the wind.
A thin crack appeared on Monk Shanyuan's forehead and was spreading.
Compared to the huge mountain-like Dharma image, the body pierced by Luojia's spear was nothing but an insignificant point.
But Monk Shanyuan's expression became more and more ferocious, and the thunder spread across the whole place, as if he was covered with a robe.
Pain, crowding, burning, numbness, darkness...
With a clang, the six-armed magical weapon fell from the sky, smashing down the hills.
"I……"
Monk Shanyuan, whose body was reduced to charcoal, moved his lips, and just as he spit out a syllable, his body suddenly collapsed and turned into ashes all over the sky.
After Naluojia's spear penetrated Monk Shanyuan, it retained its power and penetrated Zhu Ping's Niwan Palace one after another, turning him into a handful of charcoal on the spot.
The last moment, Torch Dragon was spraying fire and avoiding the purple electric hammer.
Suddenly, Zhu Ping was exploded inexplicably.
He turned around in shock, only to see Baizhu's left eye bursting with light again.
This time, it was Dou Qing who was targeting the Wuwan Dou family.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the moment Dou Qing had not recovered his senses.
Two Vajras of the Four Realms, die!
The beautiful woman who was entangled with the Fire Mother turned around in fear, only to see that golden eye pointed at her location.
She screamed in surprise and automatically activated the Great Teleportation Talisman.
Before Jin Shuping could be intercepted by the fire mother transformed into her, her entire body instantly disappeared, and immediately moved thousands of miles into the void, never to be seen again.
"There is only one leaf elephant left..."
Without waiting for Jin Shuping to apologize, Baizhu waved his hand helplessly.
After taking out the Luojia Spear, he could no longer maintain his momentum. Let alone firing another spear, even if he faced Dou Qing one-on-one, he would have no chance of winning.
The vision in the left pupil was hazy, like looking at flowers through a fog, everything was blurry, all the energy was drained by a spear, and even the energy and blood were sluggish.
Bai Shu shook his head helplessly and threw the small Tianyuan Tower of Niwan Palace into the air.
The exquisite palm-sized pavilion was in dilapidated condition, and the slightest sword light was penetrating through the building. It was sharp and sharp.
"A small Dongtian magic weapon is exchanged for a Vajra." Bai Shu smiled: "This is a good deal."
He stretched his mind and collected all the precious light that was scattered in the sky into the Niwan Palace.
Martial arts monks, after achieving the perfection of the soul of practicing acupoints, created the Niwan Palace from nothingness.
Niwan Palace is not only a place to hide the gods and nourish the soul, but also can be used as a storage cave.
Generally speaking, if a monk dies, unless he is killed instantly, he will have enough energy to detonate the Niwan Palace and will not use his income to support the enemy.
The Spear of Naraka——
This thunder spear almost killed two Vajras in an instant, even the third-grade Vajra monk Shan Yuan, and even Zhu Ping of the Tōshen Sect was killed in an instant.
Therefore, the creations of the two Niwan Palaces were all attributed to Baizhu.
Armor, scriptures, elixirs, magical instruments, medicinal materials... Baizhu took a cursory glance, but found no record of the moving method of the Little Heavens among them.
This method is self-contained. Once you practice it successfully, moving the void is just a matter of routine.
Monk Shanyuan also relied on this method to repeatedly avoid Bai Shu's flying sword attacks.
Although no trace of Xiao Zhutian's movement was found, other items such as elixirs and magic weapons also made Baizhu's pale face a little rosy.
He withdrew his mind and looked at each other with Huo Mu and Ju Long. Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping understood each other.
The fire mother's eight sides lit up with colorful lights, and the sky fire in the Torch Dragon's mouth was blazing, as if there was a small sun hidden in its throat.
Bai Shu threw out "Yao Ling" and "Bai Chi Tower", and the two flying swords grew in the wind, like two mighty divine pillars, standing at the top of the cauldron.
"burst!"
Bai Shu made hundreds of hand seals with both hands in an instant, and the small Tianyuan Tower, which was slowly turning slowly, suddenly glowed with treasure as the seals were made.
In the Little Tianyuan Building, the river of hundreds of miles has been turned into a paste by Ye Xiang, one man and one sword.
The mountains and rivers were shattered, the lakes and seas hung upside down, and the skinny Taoist standing on the clouds looked indifferent. He waved his hands casually, and every stroke was a burst of all his magical power.
The small cave sky is becoming more and more dilapidated, and Yang's legal principles are being scattered. Even without Ye Xiang's action, this small cave sky magic weapon will be destroyed.
Ye Xiang held the long sword named "Rhinoceros Finger" upside down, his eyes blazing with sword light.
"What's the use of trapping me with three sticks of incense?"
Ye Xiang sneered and swung his last sword.
With Monk Shanyuan of the Third Grade Vajra here, no matter how hard you struggle, the outcome is already decided.
The gap between the upper third-level appearance and the middle third-level appearance is so big that it can make people despair.
Even Monk Shanyuan alone is enough to sweep them all.
Ye Xiang had thousands of thoughts in his mind, but before he could swing down his "Rhinoceros Finger", this small magical weapon exploded by itself!
The flames of light swept through everything, destroyed everything, rolled like a vast sea, and exploded in the sky!
Ye Xiangcai, who was still vomiting blood, flew out with his sword, and saw Yuan Qi Cannon, Feijian, and Torch Dragon all hitting him in the face.
"No……"
He howled miserably, turned into a rainbow and walked away, but Bai Shu used a spell to immobilize him, and then cut off the leader of Liuyang with a sword.
Qing Ming remained the same, even though he was immobilized by the curse, Ye Xiang still destroyed his Niwan Palace in the last moment.
"They are not human beings. This is really thankless."
Bai Shu sighed, grabbed the "Bai Chi Tower" in front of him, took a strong breath, and threw it into the sky.
After that, a sharp scream came from the surface, and the attribute panel in front of Baizhu sounded a prompt sound of "Attribute value 467".
"Finished, call it a day!"
He clapped his hands, smiled, and dived into the columbine first.
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Thousands of miles away, when Zhang Boyu was killed with a sword.
One person suddenly raised his head, looking thoughtful.
