Under the bright sky, the three-headed and six-armed Mahakala sky is ten thousand feet tall, holding Buddhist soldiers and holy swords, standing proudly between heaven and earth, towering towards the sky, with majestic majesty and majesty, and people from thousands of miles away are surrendered.
Li Twelve Niang's figure is indescribably small, but just standing there, it seems to be more eye-catching than the golden body of ten thousand feet. It is like a divine sword unsheathed, piercing the sky, severing the vastness, nothing can be cut!
Just as he said, Wu Ming stole the Tao and conferred the saint. Even though his power exceeded that of false saints like Daxue Shanxue Qianzhong, and was incomparable even to the aging saint monks who had the precious light of the Diamond Temple, they still relied on external forces after all.
Like a rootless duckweed, it is unsustainable and unsustainable. It is no match for a swordsman like Li Twelve Niang, even if he used various means to finally seal the golden scales.
"hehe!"
The golden body of Mahakala smiled, like a bell and a bell, and like thunder rolling. The sound spread to the sky and shook the sky. In the middle, there was a compassionate head, and the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, outlining a very humane smile of disdain, "You vicious woman
I'm quite cunning, but it's a pity that no one will dare to save Jin Lin until I die!"
"snort!"
Li Twelve Niang's face was gloomy, her thick eyebrows were raised like swords, and she said in a cold voice, "What happened back then was that I wanted to have a good relationship with you and accepted your daughter as my disciple. Why are you so vicious and want to cut off my red sleeves?"
Recruit the foundation and kill my disciples?"
"whispering sound!"
Wu Ming sneered, and there was a crack in the blood-green holy sword in his hand, and he said solemnly, "Don't say you are impure. Even if you are really well-intentioned, it depends on whether I am happy or not. Who do you think you are? But
Even a mouse hiding in a ditch deserves to be my daughter’s teacher!”
"court death!"
The sword in Li Twelve Niang's hand resounded like a dragon's roar, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, the wind and clouds became silent, and a cold light burst out in her eyes. She was obviously really angry, but she did not lose her original intention. She said in a cold voice, "Put it away."
With small means, you are just a reckless man with no strength, how can you guess the power of a saint?"
"Saint? A bunch of slutty rats, so what if they have the power to reach heaven and earth?"
Wu Ming took a deep breath, and absorbed all the spiritual energy from a hundred miles away into the belly of the golden body. He said with a ferocious smile, "You only relied on your cultivation and strength to plot against me, but you dare to plot against my daughter. No one in heaven or on earth can save you."
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"Arrogant!"
Li Twelve Niang's whole body was filled with sharp chills. She completely gave up her last thoughts and slowly raised the clumsy bronze sword in her hand and said, "Today, I will let you see what the Holy Way is and what the Sword Master is!"
"kill!"
Wu Ming roared sharply, and without any further hesitation, he swept out with six arms, the Buddhist soldiers, and the holy sword.
"snort!"
Li Twelve Niang looked coldly, but she didn't see any movement. She just took one step forward, and in a moment she was in front of Wan Zhang Jin's body. With a flick of her wrist, Wan Dao Sword Qi came out.
Tsk!
With thousands of sharp lights and empty lines, the space seemed to be cut into countless layers by the sharp sword energy, and it was like a mirror shattered into countless regular fragments out of thin air.
But when I saw Wan Zhang Jin's body, a cloud of light and shadow of runes rose up, all of which were runes of the highest secrets of Buddhism. They contained unimaginable power and released supreme defensive capabilities.
The sword lights intertwined, igniting a large flame-like shadow on it. Countless runes shattered in response, and the sword energy cut directly into it, destroying everything in its path.
It was a wound that was invisible to the naked eye. There was no blood and flesh, only a sword energy containing supreme power that penetrated into the golden body, destroying all the forces that made up the golden body, and even disintegrating.
Even though this body has infinite power injected into it, it is still difficult to withstand the destructive power of this sword energy. It seems that everything is irresistible and can only be dissipated under this sword.
boom!
At the same time, the Buddhist beads, alms bowl, and demon-conquering pestle came out and hit Li Twelve Niang, directly destroying the void and creating a huge hole.
"Hmph, you only have a body of brute strength, but no skills to use it. You really think that with this level of strength, you can achieve the so-called proof of the Tao through strength. You are too far behind!"
Li Twelve Niang said indifferently and walked out of the space cave as if nothing happened. Although she was just walking around like a leisurely stroll, she seemed to contain the most truth in the world, and she seemed to be unusually agile. She avoided the attacks of three Buddhist treasures in an instant.
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laugh!
Raising his hand, an ordinary sword turned the complex into simplicity, and simplified into the complex. It was more like an ordinary sword!
But in the hands of a saint, especially a swordsman like Li Twelve Niang, it is by no means a truly ordinary sword, but a sword that returns to nature!
A sword that goes beyond reducing complexity to simplicity and is truly extraordinary and holy, able to mobilize the mighty power of heaven and earth for your own use!
There was a soft pop, but there was still no blood, but a mountain-like arm flying up in response to the sound, and disintegrated directly in mid-air.
"throat!"
Wu Ming groaned, with a hidden meaning of pain. Obviously, this was not completely transformed by energy, but was also connected to himself.
In particular, the sharp edge of the holy path contained in this sword follows the energy path along the broken arm, directly into its body, and kills its own essence.
This is the horror of the Holy Path. No matter where you are, as long as you are involved, you will not be able to completely avoid it!
boom!
But the next moment, Wu Ming suppressed the soul-breaking pain, roared wildly, danced with all five arms, and smashed out again.
The difference from before is that this time I gave up the Buddha treasure and used what I had learned.
In an instant, the blue dragon touches its claws, the unicorn steps on the ground, the bear carries its crown, and other unique skills bloom like lotus flowers between the five arms.
"By simplifying the complex and getting straight to the true meaning, you are indeed at the top of China's geniuses, but it's a pity that you are not a saint after all!"
A strange color flashed in Li Twelve's eyes, which was soon replaced by a sword-like gaze. Her expression was cold and she waved her sword again.
It is still a light and fluttering sword, just like the sword dance in the opera garden when he was a child, innocent and immature, but with the ability to be simple and great, as if there are countless figures dancing the sword.
If you look carefully, you will definitely be shocked to find that there are Li Twelve Niangs of different age groups, dancing with swords and weapons, perfectly displaying the limits of each age group.
Moreover, they all contain the true meaning of their own swordsmanship. They seem to be dancing with their swords, but they kill and destroy all the real dragons, unicorns, gray bear shadows, etc.!
The sharp sound of chi chi, the sword energy is like silk, and the sword light is like rain, covering the sky and the earth.
In one dance, the sword was thrown off, and the domineering Mahakala's golden body seemed to have turned into a sieve. The whole body was riddled with holes and was dilapidated, like a decaying statue weathered by the sun and rain!
This is the power of the Sword Saint. Even if Wu Ming obtained power comparable to that of the Holy Realm with the help of foreign objects, the gap is still incalculable!
Mo Kan had sealed the golden scale before, but it was unexpected. Two false saints joined forces, and the Giant Mountain Vajra formed by the monks of the Vajra Temple and the Dharma Protector Vajra were able to succeed in one fell swoop under a sneak attack!
If he really wants to fight alone, Wu Ming, the golden body of Mahakala, is definitely no match and will be torn into pieces in minutes!
"Today, cut off the mortal world and cut off the cause and effect!"
Li Twelve Niang's expression was cold, and she was not at all concerned about seriously injuring Mahakala's golden body. She was as calm as before, as if she had done an extremely ordinary thing. She shook the sword in her hand and pointed at Mahakala's head.
"Hey, how about cutting off cause and effect? I have to do it, not you, a poisonous woman!"
Mahakala's head is held high, even if only half of it is left, it looks extremely ferocious and terrifying, but it reveals a creepy madness, "Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Look at where you are making such nonsense!"
"It's just pretending to be mysterious..."
Li Twelve Niang shook her head indifferently, waiting for the next sword strike to end it completely, but she suddenly discovered that the sword seemed to be a bit slow. It was not that her body was not obeying its orders, but that an invisible force was pulling on her body.
"This is...the mighty power of heaven and earth?"
Li Twelve Niang's perception was so sharp that she immediately noticed something unusual. Her pupils shrank sharply and she said in a loss of voice, "The treasure on your body is not the treasure of the cave, but... it is the world bead that contains a world?"
"Have you finally figured it out?"
Mahakala's whole body shone with black and golden brilliance, and all the damage was restored in an instant. He even assumed an incomparable strange posture, with six arms pointing at Li Twelve Niang's location, and said in a cold voice, "In terms of realm, I am indeed not as good as
You, with the power of the rules of heaven and earth to seal the town, how far can your sword of returning to nature be used?"
"Hmph, you are so courageous that you are willing to use such treasures to merge with the Tao, and steal the world of China to achieve your own goal. But even if you succeed, you will inevitably be backlashed, and eventually the Tao will be destroyed and the gods will be destroyed!"
Li Twelve Niang shook her head slightly. Instead of being shocked or angry, there was a hint of ridicule, as if she was laughing at Wu Ming's overestimation of his abilities.
At this moment, she finally understood why Wu Ming was able to control the Vajra Temple's protective formation in a short period of time and extract the power from it at will.
The world pearl blends here and is no longer a rootless duckweed. It takes root here and calms its own characteristics, as if it had dug a piece of the heaven and earth in China and blended with it.
In this way, Wu Ming, as the master of a realm, can naturally mobilize the power here at will, and has the power to compete with the saint!
But that’s all, she is definitely not the opponent of a true saint like Li Twelve Niang!
Moreover, the World Pearl is no longer a World Pearl, but a small spiritual world. It has become a piece of fat that everyone covets. Others could not find Wu Ming before, but now they can capture this spiritual world.
"Oh!"
The cold sun shines on the sky, and he suddenly throws the holy sword, with a crackling sound like thunder. Suddenly, the holy sword breaks apart and turns into a sword dragon to surround Li Twelve Niang.
The sword intent on it was hesitant, and the most powerful force was only stronger than that of Li Twelve Niang. It came from Lu Jiuyuan after the breakthrough!
call!
The next moment, as if blown by the majestic wind, Mahakala's golden body, which had returned to its original state, suddenly drifted away like wind and sand, turned into a tornado, and also surrounded Li Twelve Niang.
Li Twelve Niang's face, which was originally as calm as usual, finally changed, her pupils shrank again and again, and she put the copper sword in her hand in front of her in a defensive posture.
Because of the terrifying power contained in it, even she felt palpitated, as if she was in a furnace of heaven and earth. Even the indestructible sword energy of the Holy Dao showed signs of melting.
"I have a knife, made of flesh and blood, calcined by the soul, hammered by the true intention, and sharpened by the principles of law. I will test my edge today, and I will not be able to cut it flat!"
The golden body of Mahakala was dissipated, and a thin figure was like an unsheathed magic sword, whistling faintly and coldly, going straight into the nine orifices and down into the netherworld, making all the gods and demons tremble with fear!
ps: The matter at hand has finally come to an end. I haven’t updated it for a long time. I will update it next Wednesday. I hope you can bear with me. Thank you, Muchen!