Ye Qingyun's voice immediately stunned everyone who came here.
Pairs of eyes looked at Ye Qingyun with a look of disbelief.
Good guy!
Why are you blocking the road and robbing?
And it was in front of so many people waiting for me.
Want to rob us all?
This is really awesome.
Even the thieves from the Anti-Immortal Alliance would not dare to be as arrogant as you.
You are better than Qianxianfu!
"Ancestor Tiezhu?"
Many people have already recognized Ye Qingyun.
After all, Patriarch Tiezhu, the pseudonym of Ye Qingyun, is now considered a celebrity in Qiandao Prefecture.
There are many people who know him.
People present at Shendeng Valley, the Jade Dragon Sect and the Duan family all knew Ye Qingyun.
Others who didn't know Ye Qingyun also showed surprise when they heard the name of Patriarch Tiezhu.
"This man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks is actually Patriarch Tiezhu?"
"I didn't expect that Patriarch Tiezhu would be so arrogant and dare to block the road and rob!"
"Hmph! Who does he think he is? We'll be swarming here, so what can just the two of them do?"
"That's right! The remains of Emperor Mo Shi should be under this mountain. You don't need to pay attention to this person at all, just rush over."
...
Even though there was a large group of monks, they ignored the phantom of the golden bell covering the entire mountain peak and rushed over.
Roadblock robbery?
Ask for fairy crystal?
nonexistent.
We have a large number of people and can still be manipulated by you, Patriarch Tiezhu.
"Huikong, here comes the work!"
When Ye Qingyun saw so many people rushing towards him, he quickly said to Huikong.
"Amitabha, Holy Son, don't worry."
Huikong smiled slightly.
"There is a little monk sitting here, and no one can get through."
The words were not spoken yet.
Then Huikong recited a Buddha's name in a low voice.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Buzz!!!
Visible to the naked eye, bright swastika Buddha seals suddenly appeared above the shadow of the golden bell.
The entire sky that was illuminated became golden.
It's like the Buddha's kingdom has arrived.
at the same time.
The group of hard-headed monks had already rushed in front of the golden bell phantom, and immediately used various methods to break the golden bell phantom.
For a while.
Countless magical powers, spells, magic weapons and weapons all bombarded the phantom of the Golden Bell.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!!
That scene with that guy!
What a blast!
Although the strength of these monks varies, the weak ones cannot reach the realm of earthly immortals, while the strong ones cannot reach the realm of mysterious immortals.
But with so many people taking action together, the power is still amazing.
An ordinary magic circle simply cannot stop the joint attack of so many people and will be shattered in an instant.
And even if a more powerful and sophisticated magic circle can sustain it for a while, it cannot remain unscathed.
But what everyone didn't expect was that no matter how many monks took action together, the golden bell that filled the sky with Buddha's light remained motionless.
The brilliance has not diminished in the slightest.
Buddha's power has not declined at all.
Stable as ever!
Stand still!
It’s like an insurmountable chasm!
Standing in front of everyone.
Many of the monks who took action were stunned.
"Why is this Buddhist formation so powerful?"
"I've waited for so many people to take action together, but it's hard to shake them even a bit?"
"Impossible! The monk beside Patriarch Tiezhu actually has such strength?"
"Buddhist people are rare in our Zhenyuan world, and strong ones are even rarer."
...
Ordinary monks can't see the reason, but the strong men from the Immortal Dao Sect can see some clues.
"This is not a simple Buddhist formation, but a formation that contains the power of Buddhist treasures."
Huang Qing, the great elder of Lingxian City, stared at the shadow of the golden bell in the distance with a gloomy face.
He was the only one among everyone present who had briefly fought against Huikong.
Huang Qing knew very well that Huikong's strength was extraordinary.
At least not much weaker than myself.
The strength of Patriarch Tiezhu next to him is even more unfathomable. No one knows how profound his strength is until now.
"Everyone, please continue to take action. Although this Buddha Formation is strong, it may not be able to maintain it forever!"
"That's right! We have the strength in numbers, and we can definitely break it under continuous strong attacks!"
"A Buddhist formation cannot stop me from waiting!"
...
The group of monks who took action before did not give up easily, and continued to bombard the golden bell phantom with confidence.
And there are more monks involved.
Some are casual cultivators.
There are also some second- and third-rate monks.
There are more people.
The momentum is naturally even greater.
Among the monks among the second- and third-rate forces, there are already some powerful immortal masters.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!!
The terrifying offensive, like the raging tide of the sea, continues to impact the phantom of the Golden Bell.
Seeing this, Huikong put his hands together and recited Buddhist scriptures.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that all five aggregates are empty, and he can survive all hardships..."
The Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra was recited continuously from the mouth of Huikong.
Golden swastika Buddha seals continued to flow out along with Huikong's chanting.
Into the shadow of the golden bell.
As a result, the power of the Golden Bell Phantom has always been maintained at its strongest level.
this moment.
It was Huikong who was fighting against hundreds of immortals with his own strength.
But even so.
Huikong didn't look overwhelmed.
Stay calm.
Looks peaceful.
Ye Qingyun saw this and was extremely happy in his heart.
In fact, he has never been very clear about Huikong's strength.
Since meeting Huikong again in Zhenyuan Realm, Huikong has never been defeated every time he makes a move.
In the end, we ended up in a tie.
And even if it was a tie, Huikong always seemed to be at ease.
It seems that so far, this bald man has not tried his best.
But that’s fine. The stronger Huikong is, the safer he will be.
The monks outside the Golden Bell Phantom have been busy for a long time, and all means have been exhausted.
It's a pity that this golden bell shadow cannot be broken.
They were so angry that they all gnashed their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.
"Ahem."
At this time, it was naturally Ye Qingyun's turn to perform again.
"I told you, if you want to go from here, don't you just have to spend some money?"
"Why do you have to go to all this trouble?"
"You are all as tired as dogs and you can't get in."
Ye Qingyun's words made the monks who took action even more so angry that they almost vomited blood.
If you can't break the phantom of the golden bell, that's all.
Still want to be ridiculed by this Tiezhu Patriarch.
So damn infuriating!
"It's actually very simple to come in. One only needs to pay 10,000 immortal crystals to come in directly."
Ye Qingyun said with a smile.
It was obviously a kind smile, but in the eyes of everyone, it looked like a profiteer's smile.
"Ten thousand immortal crystals per person? This price is too high!"
After hearing this price, some people immediately became dissatisfied.
"That's right. How can we, the casual cultivators, have so many fairy crystals?"
"You are clearly asking for a price!"
"That's unreasonable! Aren't you afraid that Qianxian Mansion will punish you?"
...
Ye Qingyun rolled his eyes.
cut!
Qianxian Mansion?
Now that Yang Fengshan's life and death are unknown, Qin Nanfeng is in charge of the Qianxian Mansion.