Chapter six hundred and eighty second when the cut
One of them was forced out of his soul, and Xiang Que slashed his sword, and the other party immediately had no chance to scatter his body and spirit into the underworld.
Xiang Que's calm left hand was holding the God-beating whip with his right hand, holding the broken sword with his right hand, rushed into the group of lamas and showed an invincible posture with one sprint. Anyone who was sucked by the God-beating whip would be forced to do his soul.
If you come out of your body and use another sword, the man will be completely wiped out.
The Lamas of Tantric Buddhism have always believed in the saying of reincarnation. Death is actually not terrible to them because in their philosophy, people die in fact, they can still be reborn after reincarnation, just like the living Buddha in every life, they will be reincarnated after death.
It can be found by people who are specifically looking for the inheritance of the living Buddha, but the premise is that the soul must be able to enter the underworld.
But in Xiang Que's hands, this opportunity is gone.
Xiang Que entered the crowd, which immediately made the lama frightened. Anyone who died at his hands was scattered. This was a real place where death was not burial.
"Swish" Lama was shocked and instantly separated one road, facing the siege without attacking, and did not dare to stop him.
Xiangque rushed to the side of the white-clothed Bodhisattva with great strides. He was so close that he found a faint smell of sandalwood on the other person's body, which penetrated his heart and made him feel a little refreshed.
King Jinlun’s face changed drastically, and he waved his hand to stop the people around him. He turned his eyes and looked at Xiang Que in shock for a few glances, and asked, “Who are you? You dare to interfere in our Tantric affairs.”
Xiang Que carried the God-killing Whip and the Broken Sword, with a calm expression: "I saw unfairness on the road and drew my sword to help me, and roared, I am Lei Feng's younger brother Detonator."
"Submitted to Lei? OK, OK," King Jinlun nodded with a blue face and said, "You people in the Feng Shui and Yin Yang Realm in the Mainland should not interfere in our Tibetan Tantric affairs at will. Do you not know this? If you violate the rules, you will not be afraid of Tibetan areas.
Can't Tantra do your way?
Xiang Que was stunned. He was really not sure about this rule. Seeing that the other party was very serious, I think there was indeed such a constraint, but this had nothing to do with him.
"I do things all depend on my personal preferences. If you don't brag, even gods and Buddhas can't control me. What are you doing? Talking about the rules with me." Xiang Que glanced at the person next to him, and the female Bodhisattva looked like a stone statue.
He stood there without saying a word, and his expressionless face was not revealed even the least gratitude was not revealed.
"This woman is so natural." Xiang Que had no choice but to thank him for this good thing.
The other two masters of the White Sect and Flower Sect gathered around the King of Golden Wheel, staring at Xiang Que with a gloomy face. One of them said gloomyly: "You are planning to be an enemy of our Tantra...
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"Haha, at least there is a female Bodhisattva from the Yellow Sect behind me. Why do you do such a big flag? Can you three represent the entire Tantric Buddhism? Pull the tiger's skin and pull the big flag, haha." Xiang Que had an indifferent attitude,
He said lightly: "Besides, even if you are an enemy, so what if you think I dare not kill you? If I kill you lamas, what can I do to me?"
The people in Gujingguan have always been domineering. In the past, Xiangque was not strong enough. He was awesome and could brag a little, but he was really not very confident. But since he stepped into Tongyin, even Master Zhang of Beim who had been in Tongyin for decades dared to call out.
After a fight, the Tantric people are not afraid.
"If you dare to offend Tantric Buddhism, we can prevent you from leaving the Tibetan area. If you violate the regulations first, you will not be able to say anything about the Feng Shui and Yin and Yang realms in the mainland," said the Lama of the Hua Sect in anger.
"Swish" raised the broken sword to Que, and the sword light shone three feet wide: "Look at you, I have to force me, a little commoner to tell you a story of bullying the weak, then I will teach you a lesson to let you know what
Scream, don't show off, pretending to be easily struck by lightning."
Not far away, Cao Shanjun said confusedly: "I haven't seen you for a while. When did Brother Que become so domineering? So mighty?"
Wang Xuanzhen said with a grimace, "If he drinks some wine, it may be better. He is a Chinese before drinking, and China is his after drinking, and he is always overbearing."
"Around him... Kill him," said King Jinlun roaring and waved.
"Swoosh!" The golden wheel was like a full moon, spinning and coming quickly.
Xiang Que directly drove the broken sword in his hand to go head-on. With a crisp sound, the sword pointed to the golden wheel, and suddenly a dazzling light scattered everywhere. The golden wheel was immediately pressed by the broken sword and slowly retreated.
"The power of the God of Killing Bai Qi, how can you let you blaspheme? You should kill it." Xiang Que gritted his teeth and bit his tongue. After the blood was contained in his mouth, he suddenly sprayed it out. A blood arrow fell straight to the broken sword, and the rust instantly happened.
The traces of iron sword suddenly burst out with a touch of evil spirit that penetrated people's hearts.
"Om" the iron sword trembled wildly, and the evil spirit poured out thousands of miles.
"Putong" Xiang Que knelt respectfully on the ground, knocked three times and nine times, supported his hands on the ground and crawled with his body, and said respectfully: "Xiang Que, the descendant of Gujingguan, pays homage to the killing god Bai Qi in the name of blood, and wields a sword.
Return…”
This is the second time that Xiang Que used the secret method of Ancient Well View to summon Bai Qi's heroic soul. The first time was when he first came out of the mountain to call Bai Qi in the realm of concentration, and now he is in the Yin Dynasty.
"Room" The thunder rolled in the sky, dark clouds covered the sky and rolled in, and the wind and sand underground gradually rose, and it was bleak.
The Lama of the Three Tantric Buddhism was suddenly shocked, and the King of Jinlun said in surprise: "The changes in heaven and earth are inducing the energy of heaven and earth."
Xiang Que knelt down and stood up straight, opened his mouth and called leisurely: "I respectfully invite the generation of killing god Bai Qi... Soul Xi returns... Soul Xi returns."
"Crack" a lightning bolt suddenly fell from the dark clouds, breaking the sword, and then bursts of endless evil spirits spread throughout this area.
"Swish" When the sword light was soaring on the broken sword, a figure wearing Qin-style armor suddenly appeared. The figure was wearing long hair behind his head and was casually tied up and hung on his back. It looked like it was tied up and hung on his back with a rope.
He was extremely unruly, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand and fingered with a domineering sword. He rode a dark war horse under his legs and crotch to shock people.
"Ye Er" The war horse raised its two front hooves and raised its head and roared. The figure on the horse's back was still motionless. "Swish" the figure raised the long sword in his hand and pointed the sword forward. A momentum that destroyed sentient beings suddenly rose.
"I followed the Qin Emperor to conquer the six kingdoms and helped the world to return to unite. The sword in my hand was stained with countless blood, killing thousands of enemies to protect the mountains and rivers of Qin, protecting our great Qin and protecting our country. I killed the god Bai Qi and guarding the land for the rest of my life
The border will wipe out the barbarians and set the foundation of our great Qin forever. If our king is here, the great Qin will not fall. If our king dies, the heroic soul will be transformed into a blessing forever. This oath will be established in the name of the god of killing, and will be eternal.
constant"
"Ye'er" the war horse roared and hit the ground with its hooves.
Then, Bai Qi's heroic soul came with a sword!
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