"Uncle Hengxin is right. If you are the True Lord of Divine Transformation, you must let go of this matter."
Monk Miaoben said coldly.
Monk Miaoben is not stupid. If he is really the God-Transforming True Lord, who has condensed magical powers and is no longer on the same level as ordinary monks, even the small Leiyin Temple must treat him with caution.
"I will take people to take a look. If there is a chance, I will capture this monster."
There was a fierce glint in Miao Ben's eyes.
After saying that, he ignored the old monk and went out with five menacing Nascent Soul Masters.
Four hours later, Yang Zhiniao, who had just survived the Twenty-nine Heavenly Tribulation, was excitedly spitting out the true flames of the sun and flying around in the air, making a lot of noise. However, at this moment, a ray of light escaped from the sky in the distance and killed him.
Come up and catch the Sunbird directly.
When the escaping light flew over, it immediately shone with blood. The blood was vaguely mixed with some Buddhist light, but it looked exactly like a demonic monk.
Hong Ming was cultivating below, and when he sensed Yang Zhiniao's condition, he raised his eyebrows instantly.
Before Hong Ming appeared, the six Nascent Soul Masters who appeared surrounded Yang Zhiniao and each used their own methods.
Yang Zhiniao is only a golden elixir stage monster, how can it withstand such a Yuan Ying Venerable. In the blink of an eye, it is seriously injured and the sound of wailing is constant.
"How brave, actually taking action against my spiritual pet."
Hong Ming shouted loudly, and five colors of light appeared on his body, flying over on the Escape Light.
This speed is faster than the ordinary Nascent Soul Master.
Among Hong Ming's many methods, only Escape Technique was the one where Zeng had condensed his magical power, so Escape Technique was relatively the worst.
When the six Nascent Soul Masters heard this, their expressions changed and they each stopped, but the six of them still stood everywhere, surrounding Yang Zhiniao.
Seeing this, the Yangzhi bird flapped its wings and landed on Hong Ming's shoulder.
"Fellow Taoist, you are polite."
Monk Miaoben stood up.
Hong Ming had a cold face and said nothing. He glanced around with a stern look in his eyes.
"What's the matter with you?"
Hong Ming said coldly without taking action.
Although the exercises of these people look like demonic exercises, and the evil spirits all over their bodies are very strong, their clothes and the Buddha's light emanating from their bodies prove that they are Buddhist practices.
The Western Region is the territory of Buddhist cultivators, and this place in particular is where Buddhist cultivators gather.
Hong Ming held back his anger and did not take action.
The moment Monk Miaoben looked at Hong Ming, he felt fear in his heart, because Hong Ming's escape technique was extremely fast and extraordinary. He could have such an escape technique in the golden elixir stage, and his strength was estimated to be comparable to that of three Buddhist disciples.
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Maybe there is the True Monarch of Transformation God behind it.
"This fellow Taoist, can you give up your spiritual pet to Puguang Temple? Puguang Temple is willing to pay the price to make your Taoist heart move. Whether it is spiritual materials or elixirs, you can just offer it."
Monk Miaoben said with a smile.
But coupled with the evil spirit all over his body, it gives people the feeling of boundless oppression.
When Hong Ming saw this, he smiled:
"Oh, you want my spiritual pet."
"Fellow Taoist, although the fifth-level spiritual fire Sun True Flame among the spiritual pets is good, it is not good enough after advancing to Nascent Soul. When the Taoist friend advances to become a god, this spiritual pet will have little value.
, we can discuss how to switch to other elixirs, spiritual materials, or even magic weapons." Miao Ben said patiently, with a trace of enthusiasm flashing in his heart.
Hong Ming laughed:
"That's fine, but you may not be able to afford what I want."
"Fellow Taoist, please tell me, as long as there is something in the Western Region, I can definitely help you get it."
"Really? Take out ten elixirs and I will give you this spiritual pet."
Hong Ming said coldly.
Yang Zhiniao's status in Hong Ming's heart is naturally incomparable to that of Hong Xuan, but he has been by his side for more than 40 years and has a deep affection for him, so naturally he will not trade it.
These ten elixirs are purely for teasing the monk. There is no telling whether there will be elixirs in the Four Directions Realm, let alone ten.
Monk Miaoben was still excited, but when he heard this request, he instantly became angry.
"You are so brave, how dare you tease me. Come here, set up a formation to kill this tease."
Monk Miaoben was filled with evil spirits.
"Yes, senior brother."
The Wubit Yuanying Venerable immediately surrounded them and hugged Monk Miaoben. The six of them formed a line, and at the same time exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
In the blink of an eye, mana surged from the six people's bodies, and they actually merged into one.
Each of the six Yuanying Venerables has condensed a third-grade golden elixir in the golden elixir stage. They practice the skills of the Blood Buddha Dao and are powerful. The magic power of the six people is integrated into one, forming an incomparable mysterious formation.
When practicing Falun Dafa, the aura is even more frightening.
The majestic blood spread from the six people.
The pressure rose to the sky.
In an instant, the aura of Monk Miaoben in the center of the formation increased several levels, almost reaching the level of the True Monarch of Transformation.
This is an extremely mysterious formation.
"You little bastard, come and die."
Miaoben felt the powerful force and laughed.
In an instant, Miaoben waved his magic Zen staff and smashed it towards Hong Ming.
The Blood Path Buddhist Kung Fu is different from the Demon Dao Kung Fu. The Demon Dao Blood Kung Fu swallows blood and has countless incarnations. It has strange spells and amazing magical powers. However, this second version of the Blood Path Buddhist Kung Fu is integrated with evil spirit and Buddha's will, making it extremely good at refining the body.
have to.
As the Zen staff was swung, an incomparably huge amount of magic power bombarded him.
When Hong Ming saw this blow, his expression changed slightly.
"Okay, okay, I didn't expect to see this kind of skill today."
Hong Ming was not angry but happy, and Yang Zhiniao was instantly put into the spirit beast bag. At the same time, a Hunyuan Tianhe appeared behind him, Hong Ming waved his fists, and violent mana surged out instantly.
boom!
The magic power surges.
Falling with a crash.
The Zen staff with blood mixed with Buddha's light was bombarded by Hong Ming's Hunyuan Tianhe magic power and came to a standstill in an instant.
When the two kinds of mana came into contact, Benben's expression changed drastically:
"How is it possible? How can the magic power of a Jindan Master be so vast that it can be compared to the combined efforts of the six of us."
Ben's expression changed drastically within seconds.
Hong Ming's magic power, when unleashed at full power, could barely keep up with the True Monarch of Transformation Gods. It was so terrifying.
At the 12th level of Qi training, the magic power itself will be much stronger than at the 11th level of Qi training.
Coupled with the practice of Tianhe Kung Fu, Hong Ming's magic power is so thick and surging that it is simply terrifying.
No one can compare to ordinary monks.
Miaoben was shocked, but he also felt a desire:
"Although this person is strong, that's all. I don't know what opportunity I will get. If I capture this person, I might be able to obtain this technique in addition to the True Flame of the Sun. Then..."
Monk Miaoben thought of this and shouted:
"Junior brothers, use your secret skills and work together to kill this person."
"good!"
The five Nascent Soul Masters instantly cast their secret skills, and the blood light on the five people increased again. This time, the blood light on the six people gathered together, and the blood light was overwhelming. You could feel the changes in this place and that place hundreds of miles away.
Baiguang Temple and Taifan Temple, five hundred miles away, all felt this change.
"Let's go out and see what those blood monks are causing!"
The Yuanying Masters from the two temples immediately took the monks in the temples and flew towards the place filled with blood.
On the same spot, the aura of Monk Miaoben increased again and he started to kill Hong Ming.
The low-grade magic weapon, the Zen Staff, actually smashed the magic power of Hunyuan Tianhe and hit Hong Ming.