Chapter seventy-ninth four major water and fire aid
When Milo, White Bull and Golden Turtle were communicating, in the Gourd Temple on the other side, the young novice also knew something was wrong.
This former incarnation of the mountain god understood the old Taoist's thoughts as soon as the blood fetus was damaged.
The other party is trying to buy time for the outsider.
"Confused Taoist! You really didn't call me the wrong name!"
The little novice monk looked at the bleak blood fetus in front of him and the divine skeleton that had almost lost his spirituality inside. The anger in his eyes could not be hidden at all.
Bloody lights appeared in the novice's counting hands and merged with the blood-embroidered divine skeleton. Apparently, they used their own energy and vitality to maintain their spirituality.
Among the five disciples beside him, the most senior disciple, who was the most powerful warrior, had red lines changing all over his body, like a dragon and an elephant dancing.
The second disciple's yellow skin became darker and his complexion became more painful.
As for the third and fourth disciples, they all started dancing.
"Huh? This feels like...that guy from Bai Niu actually gave his corresponding power to that outsider? When I invited you, you were not willing to give it to me, but now you give it to me so simply..."
The young novice became even more furious when he noticed the changes in energy between heaven and earth. But he knew very well that now he no longer had the advantage. If he wanted to go further, he could not simply stay here.
But now he has to stay where he is to protect the blood fetus and cannot go out.
His eyes turned on his disciples, and as his thoughts changed, these disciples who were one with the little novice started to move one after another.
The third disciple and the fourth disciple galloped in the direction of the four-headed snake, while the eldest disciple and the second disciple guarded him.
For a moment, the little novice monk's eyes widened, and he noticed the disappearance of the golden turtle again.
"So fast? No, it's impossible for outsiders to do anything to Golden Turtle. At least Bainiu won't watch him do it, so he also made a choice? He even chose to make a greater sacrifice than Bainiu, one and two.
What are you thinking! Would you rather trust outsiders than trust me?"
When the little novice monk raised his head, his face was covered with blood-colored magic lines, and his long eyebrows turned into blood.
The eldest disciple who was originally guarding him also jumped up suddenly and ran towards the area where the black and white scorpion with four heads of snakes was.
After doing all this, the young novice vented most of the anger in his heart, clasped his hands together and said: "Namo Amitabha!"
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet echoed around, but it had no sense of sanctity of the Buddhist Sanskrit sounds. Instead, it carried an inexplicable ghostly aura, and thousands of dead souls were repeatedly wailing in this closed space, asking for help.
The third and fourth disciples who rushed out of the Calabash Temple, like Yakshas, were getting faster and faster.
By the time the two arrived at the location of the four-headed snake, Milo and White Bull were already fighting with the four-headed snake.
The four snakes correspond to the four elements of the human body. They were originally named after earth, water, fire, and wind. But after they materialized, I don’t know if it was because they neutralized part of the body of the mountain god. The four yellow, black, red, and green snakes actually had the four powers to drive them.
Ability.
The four songs danced wildly up and down under the attack of Milo and White Bull. One breathed fire, one breathed out poison, one drove the wind, and the other stirred up dust. The five-colored haze surged in all directions, and the colorful clouds and mist rolled. It looked so lively.
Gorgeous.
When the three disciples saw this, they rolled their eyes, stretched out their hands, picked up a piece of dust, and blew on it.
The hot breath then dispersed in all directions and merged into the rolling wind and dust.
The tortoise shell in Bai Niu's arms shone slightly, and he immediately knew something was wrong. He reached out and took out the tortoise shell and threw it into the air.
The seeds of the mantra on the tortoise shell glow one by one. As the tortoise shell rotates in the air, wisps of golden light hang down, capturing the earth, water, fire, and wind, and absorbing all kinds of changes.
"The human world is like purgatory, and the three realms are a house of fire. You and I are already suffering enough in it, so why do you bother to add fuel and firewood?"
Listening to Bai Niu's sigh, the three disciples were horrified and said: "How is that possible!"
"Why isn't it possible?"
Bai Niu looked at the retreating four-headed snakes and the third and fourth disciples of the Calabash Temple who appeared as Fire Yaksha and Ice Yaksha. He recalled the turtle shell and said, "The golden turtle knows your abilities and is good at stirring people's hearts and confusing everyone."
Da, just now I chose to return to the original and create this treasure."
Huo Yaksha looked at the turtle shell with fear, suppressing his anger, and said: "Since you can do this for an outsider?"
"It's not for outsiders, but for other living beings."
Hearing this, Bing Yaksha was furious and said, "How can you save other people if you help me?"
"Help you? Are you really saving other people?"
Bai Niu asked softly, and Huo Yaksha sneered: "If that wasn't the case, why did you help me in the first place?"
"At that time, you were determined to save others, but now you are doing it more for yourself."
Bai Niu looked at the turtle shell in his hand, his eyes still calm, staring at Huo Yaksha and Bing Yaksha, and said: "For you now, if killing all of us allows you to survive in the new world, you will not hesitate.
Just do it, right?”
"I am not doing it for myself, I will live with you."
Huo Yaksha's expression became more and more ferocious, flames ignited all over his body, and one after another burned and struggling skeletons emerged from inside.
Bai Niu's face couldn't help but look a little sad. He looked at the skeletons and said, "Be like them and live with you?"
"What's so..."
This time Huo Yaksha hadn't finished speaking yet. Milo beside him was already ready and suddenly smiled and said: "This is the end of the small talk. Earlier you added fuel to the fire in the battle we were waiting for. Now I'll return the favor."
A gust of wind, see which one is stronger, your fire or my wind!"
As he spoke, Milo flicked his long sleeves, opening the cuffs wide, and strong winds spurted out from them, mixed with a little spring and autumn atmosphere.
The rotation of the two is just like the change of time, and the intertwining of life and death, causing the surroundings to be displaced up and down, and the vitality is chaotic.
When Huo Yaksha and Bing Yaksha saw this, their expressions changed. They both saw that the hand in front of them seemed to be Milo's activating the spell, but in fact it was shaking the foundation of this world.
Through the law of vibrating vitality, using the existing core in his hand as the center, he forcibly seizes control of the vitality of heaven and earth from heaven and earth.
This will then encourage more energy to follow suit.
Therefore, the wind becomes more terrifying and powerful as it blows. Slowly, it even gives people a feeling that the world is turned upside down and everything is turned upside down.
"Four Songs, this move cannot be taken by you or me alone. We must join forces."
Huo Yaksha spoke to the four-headed snake, and then at the moment it nodded, he and Bingyaksha pounced, biting the four-headed snake, water and fire, and said with a smile: "So, let us merge into one!"
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