During the battle, Long Xiaoshan had divine thoughts everywhere, so he naturally discovered that Ling Xiaofu was in danger.
He felt a little anxious.
Ling Xiaofu's strength is still slightly inferior to that of an old monster like Duanmuling, but at this time he could not bear it under Wuming's violent attack, so he had no spare time to support Xiaofu.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were deep, and he still underestimated the power of the demon monk Wuming.
The divine thoughts communicate with the Jade Purple.
He knew that this bottle had a great relationship with Buddhism, and last time he cut off the power of the Western Pure Land to help him attain the Taoist saint monk.
Since Wuming can borrow the power of the Peacock King from the Western Pure Land through the Dharma.
Can't he do it?
Whether it works or not, Long Xiaoshan has already started to try it.
This method of leveraging power is included in the inheritance of Thousand Faces Bodhisattva. Since Long Xiaoshan has obtained his inheritance, he naturally has mastered this method.
He made seals with his hands, and golden light surged on his body.
A huge Buddha's Dharma body emerged between heaven and earth, pointing to the sky and stepping on the earth.
Long Xiaoshan activates Buddhism, and a wisp of invisible thoughts pour into the void and enters the jade bottle. The jade bottle that was originally peacefully suspended in his sea of divine suddenly fluctuates, and wisps of rays of rays of rays of rays flow, and the flowers, birds, insects and fish on it seemed to be alive.
After coming over, the jade bottle suddenly flew out and landed on Long Xiaoshan's palm.
With a flash of inspiration, he held the jade bottle and aimed the mouth of the bottle at Wuming who was attacking him.
boom!
On Wuming's palm, the vast and splendid divine lights intertwined and slapped. As soon as he touched the Yujing Bottle, golden Sanskrit flew out of the Yujing Bottle, forming a yellow glow.
The rosy light wrapped around the five-colored divine light. The five-colored divine light seemed to have touched a poisonous snake, and suddenly shrank rapidly.
But the glowing light spread out at a rapid speed, constantly melting the five-colored divine light, and the divine light continued to collapse. The glowing light swallowed the divine light, but it even soon spread to Wuming.
Wuming, who was wrapped in the sunset, suddenly let out a roar. He felt that the power of the sunset was invisible and unstoppable, and it penetrated his peacock Dharma body directly.
A moment later, a feather wrapped in five-colored light appeared in the peacock's Dharma body, and was constantly pulled out by the rays of sunset.
Seeing this scene, Wuming was completely violent.
It was his divine object, the feather from the Peacock King Ming, which had been refined into his body by him and was part of his body, but under the glow of light, the feather was completely separated from his body.
This is his most important divine object, and he is about to be taken away. Wuming's mentality can be imagined at this moment. He roared wildly and pulled the feather with his hands, but the sunset contained indescribable power.
Wuming's hand grabbed the feathers, but it seemed to be in the void and penetrated through it all at once.
The rays of clouds swept away the five-colored divine feathers and fell into the Yujing Bottle in an instant. Then the light of the Yujing Bottle dissipated and disappeared from Long Xiaoshan's palm.
Long Xiaoshan wanted to communicate with Yujing Bottle again, but found that it began to pretend to be dead again and did not move at all.
But at this moment, the more crazy one is obviously Wuming.
Losing that feather, the nameless peacock Dharma body could no longer support it and continued to collapse. The power of the Peacock King from the Pure Land was also lost and completely dissipated.
"You, you deserve to die, return my divine feathers!"
Wuming let out a roar of shock.
Since Long Xiaoshan met Wuming, Wuming has always been calm and has made plans. Even if Long Xiaoshan took away the inheritance of Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva by Long Xiaoshan from the ruins of Thousand-Faced Buddha, or the overall situation of Tianyun Temple was destroyed by Long Xiaoshan.
Wuming did not lose his inch.
But now, Wuming's mentality has completely collapsed. His face has never been so distorted. His whole person looks like a very unstable volcano. Wuming at this time did not look like a monk, but a demon.
The Buddha's light on his body was entangled with a trace of black air.
Wuming roared towards Long Xiaoshan, attacking extremely crazy, and attacking towards Long Xiaoshan overwhelmingly.
The void exploded, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed.
Wuming was very terrible at this time, but during the collision, Long Xiaoshan was very calm because although this power was terrible, it was no longer as irresistible as Wuming with the power of the Peacock King just now.
This is the power that surpasses oneself that burst out under Wuming's madness.
But this power is bound to be unsustainable.
Moreover, this kind of unreasonable and unruly attack will only give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of.
Long Xiaoshan resisted the nameless attack for a moment.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and roared!
A giant tripod flew from Wuming's back, and the Butian tripod finally tore open the siege of Fulong's cassock. Under the call of Long Xiaoshan, he smashed Wuming from behind. If Wuming is in a normal state, he can avoid it.
But at this time Wuming was already red-eyed and just wanted to kill Long Xiaoshan without caring about the back.
boom!
The Heaven-Buying Cauldron was like an ancient sacred mountain, and it hit Wuming hard on the back. Even Wuming couldn't bear the power of the divine treasure. He squirted a mouthful of blood and staggered out.
At this time, Long Xiaoshan turned his body up, his five fingers contracted, like lotus petals closed, and all the powers of the great way merged into the palm of his palm and turned into a dazzling fist light. The fist light was like a wheel, carrying the eternal power, fierce and fierce
Hit the nameless chest.
Bang!
The fist light rushed into Wuming's body and collided with the power of the giant tripod that penetrated from Wuming's back in Wuming's body, like a billion-ton nuclear bomb exploded in Wuming's body.
Wuming's body suddenly expanded into a ball, and then countless energy tore open his flesh and blood, mixed with the blood and flesh inside his body, shot out like a fountain. From the air, Wuming seemed to be a furry hedgehog.
Even Wuming's powerful body could not withstand such a violent attack. His flesh and blood were torn apart, leaving only his bones, floating in the air with great tragic rage.
Take his life while he is sick.
Long Xiaoshan naturally would not be ruthless. He raised his hand and the magic power in his body burst out, so he would completely kill Wuming.
But at this moment, a cold voice came: "Stop!"
Long Xiaoshan's divine thought swept over, his body froze slightly. He suddenly turned around and saw Duanmuling pressing the sword against Ling Xiaofu's eyebrows at this time. The sword energy had cut through the other party's skin.
"Let her go!" Long Xiaoshan said coldly.
Duanmuling's eyes shrank slightly, and when she looked at Wuming's miserable situation, she also had a slight tremor in her heart. Wuming's demon monk, however, was reincarnated by the Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva, was actually killed so miserably by Long Xiaoshan.
This guy is so terrible, he is simply the most terrifying person she has met in her life.
What is Beiming True Lord or Seven Killing Demon Lord, you have to lean back.
However, it is precisely because of Long Xiaoshan's terror that Duanmuling has no way out. Since she has made enemies with such a person, she must do everything possible to kill him, otherwise it will be her own who will die.
Duanmuling chuckled: "Long Xiaoshan, you are a smart person. Do you think it is possible? Now your two women are in my hands, what do you think I should do?"