Chapter 237 The Legend of the Fastest Death of the Sixth Grade
With the shattering of the sky, the canopy formed by intertwined branches and leaves quickly withered, a few rays of light tore open the sky and fell down, and the surrounding mist gradually dissipated in a burst of light.
Jingtong raised his head and looked at the horizon. He still can't believe it. How can anyone who is promoted to the sixth level do the first thing of self-destructing the Dharma?
In just half the time of burning incense, Ning Yan had gone through the life of many sixth-level warriors, from breakthrough to invincibility to sudden death, all in one go.
It was so fast that no one had time to react.
A catastrophe that was about to sweep through the entire spiritual world ended in an anticlimactic manner.
This feeling was very strange. Ming Mingjing was ready to die generously, but suddenly someone touched his bald head and told him with a smile, "Hey, there is no need to die."
But no matter what, it's a blessing to be able to avoid death, especially since he still has an unfinished mission.
Jingtong took out the Rain Master Token again and was about to continue the ritual again, but he suddenly discovered that he could no longer communicate with the world through the token.
"Don't waste any effort. The altar is destroyed and the spirit of the Rain Master's weapon is gone. The thing in your hand is just a piece of scrap metal now. It can only be used as a handle for you to play with."
Ning Yan was already lying on his back on the ground, with his arms and legs spread out in an imageless manner, like a dead dog.
Hearing what Ning Yan said, Jing Tong's expression of neither sadness nor joy showed any emotion, and he just sighed softly.
"That's it..."
Ning Yan was a little surprised. She stood up and glanced at him: "I thought you would be so angry."
Jingtong put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, lowered his eyebrows and said, "This matter is inherently against the harmony of heaven. It seems that the Buddha secretly does not agree with Nan'an Temple's idea."
The basis for their success is the altar. Now that the altar is destroyed, what's the use of killing more people?
It's time to let go.
Ning Yan was stunned for a moment. The breath he had been holding was finally able to be removed at this moment. His arms suddenly became too weak to use, and he collapsed again.
An eminent monk is an eminent monk, look at this enlightenment!
If it were me, let alone anything else, I would have to give the culprit a good beating, otherwise I would definitely not be able to get through the idea.
The sunshine outside was a bit dazzling, hitting Ning Yan's face directly. He unconsciously squinted his eyes and wanted to change his posture, but he couldn't even move a finger.
This time it really cost him his life. If the system hadn't been awakened by him in the end, he might have been completely lost.
It is said that "He Transforms into the Self-Heaven" is obviously a technique forced by the system to him to practice. Why is there such a contradictory situation... The two phantoms that jumped out from the Buddha statue at the end seemed to tell him that what was hidden in his body
There is more than one force.
Think about it, since it is the Buddha of three times, of course there are three times... Which three times are they?
This question may only be answered after Ning Yan collects the seven emotions, but he has never been one to get into trouble. If he can't figure out something today, he should think about it later.
He was tired and just wanted to have a good sleep now.
As soon as the thought of rest arose, sleepiness came over like a tide. Ning Yan couldn't resist it anymore and slowly closed his eyes...
"Ning Yan!!"
Ning Yan couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes instantly opened again.
Where did the barking dog come from?
There was a faint ray of light in the distance coming from far to near. Soon Wu Qing rushed to him. Before he finished speaking, he came up and gave him two big words, "Wake up! You can't sleep! Go to sleep."
It’s really gone!”
Ning Yan was stunned, "Ah? You..."
Seeing that this kid was still in a daze and looked like he was about to pass away, Wu Qing was extremely anxious. He turned around and shouted: "Wang Dutou, come and have a look! Do you have any life-saving elixirs there?"
"Don't make any noise!"
Wang Ren's figure also gradually appeared, following behind with his bent right arm, his face full of impatience: "He is fine! What life-saving elixir do you want!"
"How are you?"
"No eyes?! See for yourself!"
Wu Qing scratched his head, looked down at the mark of the slap on Ning Yan's face, and said hesitantly: "Um...how do you feel?"
Ning Yan was so angry that her whole body trembled.
"You're crazy! Get away!"
No, it's too early... Wu Qing smiled awkwardly, and quickly laid Ning Yan down. His brain twitched and he closed his eyes for him, muttering to himself: "If you have the strength to curse, you should be fine."
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Wang Ren was too lazy to pay attention to these two idiots, his eyes were firmly fixed on Jingtong, and he did not hide his hostility.
Wang Ren also knew very well that he and Wu Qing were able to survive purely because of the mercy of the other party. However, if Nan'an Temple wanted to enshrine the flame-mouthed ghost, it would not work. The matter of eating the emperor's salary and being loyal to the emperor, the Great Zhou Dynasty and personal kindness
Which one is more important and which one is less important, he already knows in his mind.
Jingtong was very indifferent. All three Buddha bones were shattered, and most of his cultivation was equivalent to being cut off. Not to mention that he really didn't want to fight anymore. Even if he really made a move, it might not be Wu at this time.
Qing and Wang Ren's rival.
"It seems that the two laymen have a good fortune, which is really gratifying. However, I am no longer your enemy, so it is better to deal with the coming battle well."
As if to verify his words, three bloody red lights suddenly lit up in the sky. Looking from a distance, I saw three strange beasts: ape, crane, and wolf, each manifesting their ancestral spirit, and they were killing everyone at an alarming speed!
"Protect Ning Yan!"
Wu Qing shouted loudly, and his already strong body suddenly grew taller in the air. He simply tore off his tattered shirt and condensed his true energy into outer armor. The astonishing momentum suppressed the surrounding land.
inch.
Ning Yan was stunned to see that Wu Qing had clearly been promoted to the fifth rank!
"Wang Dutou, Old Wu..."
Wang Ren didn't take it seriously: "It's really surprising. He took so many strong medicines before and had a breakthrough between life and death. It's normal."
Ning Yan said dullly: "You said that, do you also..."
"I am not as lucky as him, and I am still far away from the fifth level."
"There should be a but after this sentence, right?"
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"There is a but!"
Wang Ren rolled his eyes at him and said helplessly: "But in terms of Dharma rank, a certain person is now better than him."
Sure enough.
Ning Yan's eyes darkened, and he felt as if his heart was bleeding. He obviously contributed the most, but in the end, everyone was upgraded, but he was the only one who refused to advance and retreated, and it was all in vain to get a fresh natal Dharma.
He didn't even warm up to this Dharma image...
Wang Ren asked strangely: "What are you missing? Your aura is completely different. I guess you have made a breakthrough, right?"
"My situation is more complicated, let's talk about it later." Ning Yan said to the three strange beasts: "How is it? Are you sure?"
"perhaps……"
Wang Ren paused after saying this, and then changed the topic: "Maybe we don't need to take action."
On the other side, before the apes, cranes and wolves could get close to them, a sudden change occurred. They heard three booms of thunder and light piercing the air, forcing them to turn around.
The only ones who can exert the power of firearms to this extent are exorcists!
As soon as the exorcist warrior joined the battle, he showed extremely strong suppressive power. Because he was a creature of Yanju, he almost didn't need time to recover his energy. Coupled with Bi Yuewu's superb Yanshu, he attacked without any warning.
With just one shot in his hand, Hei Lang was almost caught by this insidious trick several times. He was so angry that he yelled: "Smell the Fragrance Bodhisattva! The Assassinated Faced Dharma King! What are you waiting for!"
Ning Yan and others were enjoying the show, but their noses suddenly twitched slightly.
Hmm? Is there sandalwood?
Unknowingly, wisps of light smoke penetrated around several people. Suddenly, two figures jumped out of the smoke and went straight for Ning Yan!
At the critical moment, Bi Yuewu's magic weapon descended from the sky and kicked the two of them away with both feet.
Everything happened so fast, Ning Yan didn't even see the person clearly, the other person had already disappeared into the smoke, and he walked so decisively.
"Si Tianjian Twenty-eight Constellations is truly worthy of his reputation. Come visit me another day!"
Seeing that the reinforcements brought in were of no use, Hei Lang knew that the three of them alone could no longer kidnap Ning Yan under Bi Yuewu's nose, so he had no choice but to call on Yuanhe to take Yilian Zhenban and disappear into the sky.
With only a few moves, the five invading masters were driven away, but Bi Yuewu didn't seem to break a sweat as he walked straight to Ning Yan and squatted down, then grabbed his collar.
Ning Yan felt his scalp numb and hurriedly said, "What are you doing! I'm sick now!"
Bi Yuewu didn't say anything, just looked at him calmly.
Ning Yan swallowed subconsciously, unable to figure out what the other party wanted to do for a moment. If Bi Yuewu really rushed up and punched him, he would be calmer. This kind of quantum superposition state where he wants to be punched but not punched is the most annoying thing.
human.
Perhaps out of nervousness, perhaps out of fear, he finally couldn't help but raise his eyes, wanting to further pry into the other person's thoughts through the patterned mask he had seen countless times.
Time passed minute by minute as the two looked at each other, and slowly, his thoughts began to wander.
Ning Yan discovered for the first time that Shopkeeper Wu's eyes were really pretty. The corners of his eyes were slightly pink and slightly upturned like crescent moons. When he was sullen, not only was he not scary, but he looked like he was drunk but not misty. There was something about me
Seeing the pitiful inner charm...
Bah, bah, bah, how can a man be coquettish? He must be romantic!
In fact, he never knew Bi Yuewu's age. In addition, the voices coming out from behind the mask were all specially processed. They were neither male nor female, nor old nor young. He could only compare them horizontally with Fang Keji. He probably guessed that he was.
I have reached middle age.
After all, the cultivation level is only one step away from reaching the third level. No matter how talented you are, you are still young.
In this way, Bi Yuewu's image behind the mask becomes fuller——
A stinky and money-grubbing uncle with peach blossom eyes who likes to wear white peach fragrance.
"What are you looking at?"
Ning Yan suddenly came back to his senses, remembering that he was still complaining just now, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, feeling a little guilty.
Bi Yuewu glared at him fiercely, with a strong warning in his tone: "Next time you dare to run around, I will convict you of absconding in fear of crime and ransack your home!"
"I didn't run around, it was Yi Lian..."
"Next time! Don't run around!"
Ning Yan opened her mouth and sighed: "Okay, okay, I'll drag you with me to the toilet, is that okay?"
"snort."
Bi Yuewu threw Ning Yan back to the ground, got up and was about to clean up the mess, when a soft call stopped him.
"Hey, don't just talk about me, you too."
Bi Yuewu frowned and turned her head, only to see Ning Yan take out the white peach hairpin from her arms and smile at him.
"Don't lose it next time."
The golden sunlight slowly flowed through the man's face, which was slightly pale due to weakness. Wordlessly, the two tones collided at this moment, just like the warm wind blowing on the first morning after winter turns to spring.
Warm and gentle, it also tickles people's hearts.
Bi Yuewu took back the hairpin and suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Ning Yan's face.
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