Chapter 683: Gifting You to Conquer Beiliang, So You Travel to Immortal Huzhou
Rumble.
The gravel and gravel of plants and trees were gone, and the sword energy dissipated.
Elder Tian of the Four Swordsmen did not notice any enemy's aura, but the horror in his heart did not decrease at all. Sweat was pouring out of the palm of his sword, and his back was shivering.
Could it be that an elder from Qingyun Sect is a mysterious person?
Elder Tian thought in his heart.
He raised his foot and was about to move, his movements suddenly solidified.
Suddenly I raised my eyes, but found that there was a person standing a few meters away in front of me.
Um?
Elder Tian was shocked again and wanted to hold the sword. Suddenly, a terrifying sword energy pressed down like a mountain.
Plop.
Plop.
All the disciples of the Four Swordsmen beside him and behind him fell to the ground. Their swords were crushed into the soil, and their knees were cracked on the ground. Because the sword was too pressed, their bodies were slowly turning into blood mist.
.
Plop.
Elder Tian's legs suddenly became weak and he fell to the ground. The ground was sunk several feet deep.
This sword pressure could have taken his life instantly, but for some reason, it saved his life.
Elder Tian reluctantly raised his head, and the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of green cloud dust-proof shoes. Looking up, he was wearing a blue shirt and robe.
The figure in front of him was as high as Qingping Mountain. He tried all his strength to see Gu Yusheng's face clearly.
"Is it...you?"
Elder Tian's blood-covered eyes shrank again, and sweat fell on his forehead. The disciples of the Four Swordsmen behind him had turned into blood mist.
Gu Yusheng didn't speak.
A pair of eyes looked at Elder Tian coldly.
Elder Tian suddenly seemed to understand something between life and death, and laughed wildly.
puff!
Gu Yusheng raised his fingers and a wisp of sword energy penetrated Elder Tian's eyebrows.
"You who like to torture people, slowly feel the breath of death."
Gu Yusheng's figure faded, like a ray of green clouds disappearing.
Elder Tian's eyes widened, and his kneeling body leaned back. His strength was passing by little, and his life was passing by little, but he would not die in a short while.
Just kneel down for so long, from morning to evening.
Under the sunset.
A Nascent Soul monk wearing a Penglai Holy Taoist robe stood in front of Elder Tian of the Four Swordsmen. The elixir was full of elixirs on his body. His hands brushed over Elder Tian's head, and waves of runes surged in his palms.
"how?"
Another Nascent Soul Taoist Priest stepped forward and looked alert.
These two Nascent Soul cultivators were the two Taoist priests of the Xuan generation, Xuan Jing and Xuan Li, who were announced by the Holy Academy Shushan. The three Taoist priests, Xuan Tian, had died at Gu Yusheng's hand.
superior.
The Taoist Master Xuan Realm took a breath of cold air and calmed down: "It was a mysterious sword energy that took away his three souls. His consciousness was still awake, but in fact he was dead. This person was feeling it all the time.
As death approaches, it should be several hours. This is the cruelest way of death I have ever seen.”
Xuan Li glanced a few times and said solemnly: "It should be the Four Swordsmen. This sect once had some foundation like the Sword Pavilion, which would make a Golden Dan Sword Cultivator die tragically without any resistance, showing such a horrified expression, just afraid
It’s an eight-level... No, even you and I can’t do it.”
"Is it possible that the people from Bai Yujing who are such a terrifying sword cultivator come first?"
The two Taoist priests were confused.
Suddenly, behind him, the sound of ancient bells and prayer cylinders rotating came.
One hundred and eight monks were walking with heavy steps, carrying a three-meter-high gold-engraved Buddha statue. The earth began to shake. The sound of the sacred Buddhist scriptures, the sound of chanting scriptures and the sound of wooden fish made two Nascent Soul monks from the Penglai Holy Land.
He couldn't help but retreat.
The two looked at each other, their eyes full of horror.
The Holy Land of Brahma comes so fast!
The golden Buddha is cast and the green Pingshan is surrounded by green mountains.
Could it be that the person who came is a Buddha who is above the Vajra?
Xuan Jing, Xuan Li looked at the chariot behind the Golden Buddha. There was no monk on the chariot?
It shouldn't be.
Just as he was wondering about the sword, a golden Buddha light suddenly appeared bright, like a sword attacking, separating Xuan Mirror and Xuan Li into left and right.
I saw a monk wearing patchwork robes standing in front of the kneeling Elder Tian.
The golden Buddha light forms the eighteen-layered gem pagoda of all Buddhas.
The soul that had originally dissipated by Elder Tian was reshaped and condensed little by little.
hiss!
Xuan Jing and Xuan Li trembled.
Not Buddha.
It's the Great Buddha!
The only Mahayana Buddhist sword in the Holy Land of Brahma, the divine monk who gave up his mind!
"Whom...go to senior!"
The two Taoist priests Xuantian and Xuanli bowed and did not dare to do anything.
The monk who gave up his mind seemed to have never heard of it. The Buddha's light was like a vast sea. The eighteen layers of Buddha's glass pagoda were extremely mysterious. Elder Tian's soul gradually condensed, and he was about to return to the world from the gate of hell.
But at this moment, a cold sword energy turned into endless killing at the forehead of the elder of the Four Sword Sect.
Zheng!
The sword energy surged into the sky.
The soul that Elder Tian had just condensed was killed by a sword!
No soul breath left behind.
"Amitabha!"
As the three great monks of the Great Brahma Holy Land, the only sword immortal in Buddhism. The Buddhist Dharma has achieved great success and has been raising good intentions in front of many monks and Penglai Taoists. He was actually slaughtered by the sword energy. He has never received it in his entire life.
Such a provocative.
The killing sword intent just now seemed to tell the world that no one in this world could save the life of the elder of the Four Swordsmen.
The reason why he is still alive is just to punish him on behalf of heaven.
"Sin, sin!"
The monk who gave up his mind suddenly transformed into a angrily Vajra, raised his palm, and his wrist beads were bright. The Buddhas' glass pagodas could also accumulate merits.
If in normal times, even if the powerful monks in the world have passed away from their lifetime, they would not be able to be so saved. But now they have given up their minds and used the supreme Buddhist Dharma to save the body of the elder Tian, in order to fight for the Tao.
The supreme Buddhist scriptures are written, and the door to rebirth is wide open, and the body of Elder Tian is about to enter the samsara.
However.
What happened again that Chexin didn't expect happened, and I saw that there was an endless desolation in the middle of Elder Tian's eyebrows. His body turned into a white bone at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only that, that desolation in the wilderness was also
Continuously erode the Buddha light condensed by the monk who gave up his mind.
"Subduing the Demon!"
The monk who gave up his mind burst into the Buddha's voice and shook the wilderness.
The door to rebirth is bridged.
The monk who gave up his mind failed again.
This scene naturally alarmed the 108 monks who carried the golden Buddha. The Buddha's light on their bodies collapsed and the three-foot golden Buddha was lifted and the three-foot golden Buddha fell to the ground.
The monk gave up his mind and looked sideways, and the eyebrows and Buddha whiskers stretched out several feet, using the eyebrows and beards as ropes to hang the golden Buddha in the air.
However, the golden Buddha seemed to be inexplicably heavy. The monk gave up his mind and stepped forward, and the ground was sunk several feet deep.
Thousands of monks meditated and recited scriptures to help the Buddha rise again.
But the golden Buddha was still sinking little by little, and the tower rod that lifted the Buddha was completely destroyed.
"Amitabha!"
The monk who gave up his mind moved in one step and appeared under the golden Buddha. His figure turned around and carried the three-foot Buddha behind him. His body was hunched down, and he finally stabilized the Buddha. After a stick of incense, he took a step forward.
Come.
Xuan Jing and Xuan Li saw this.
They retreated to the forest and saw that the monks of the Brahma Heaven had to work hard to move the Buddha. They secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed out of the mountain.
The two Taoist priests bowed to the Taoist palace on the turtle outside Taohuawu, and escaped into the Taoist palace with a look of horror.
"Uncle Dongyang! The Great Buddha... the Great Buddha..."
Master Dongyang opened his eyes, pinched Yin and Yang with his right hand, and stood up in front of him, and the Yin and Yang Bagua appeared under himself.