Chapter 1181 Bodhi's real body, inaction captures the spear
Almost at the moment when the phantom of Bodhi appeared, the monks from the Emperor's Palace who were surrounding the place were startled.
Then Fengling seemed to think of something, and the expression on his face couldn't help but change, and then he shouted out loud: "This is the true body of Bodhi!"
"Young master, be careful, this is the true body of Bodhi, the great supernatural power of Saint Chunti. It is more powerful than the six-foot-long golden body!"
Upon hearing Feng Ling's cry, a trace of solemnity flashed across Dao Yuanzi's expression, who had just stabilized his figure.
He didn't have any contact with the true body of Bodhi, but he had some understanding of the Zhangliu Golden Body.
Now the Bodhi True Body displayed by Wuwei is actually stronger than the Zhangliu Golden Body. This is not a good thing.
Thinking of this, Dao Yuanzi couldn't help but tighten the five-color spear in his hand and said: "Wuwei, can't you tell, after losing the magical power of my Emperor's Palace, you still got a lot of benefits in the Western Sect.
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Hearing this, Wuwei couldn't help but feel a trace of confusion on his face.
Obviously, with his memory sealed, he did not understand what Dao Yuanzi meant by what he said.
However, Wuwei, who was worthy of being a quasi-sage, was puzzled in his heart, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, clasped his hands together, and his whole person was enveloped by the Bodhi Patriarch. He said with a solemn expression: "Amitabha, this donor, poor
The monk doesn't understand what you mean. The poor monk has been practicing hard in Lingshan since the beginning of his memory, but he has never seen the donor and others. You must have recognized the wrong person."
As he spoke, Wuwei didn't look very good.
It was only Dao Yuanzi who forced him to use his trump cards. If the monks around him started to encircle and suppress him, then he would probably not even have the possibility of escaping.
In addition, he is now within the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. Although the movement on his side is not small, it has not exceeded the scope of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. It is impossible to attract the attention of other Western monks, or even ask for help.
Neither can be done.
Thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed through Wuwei's eyes, and then he muttered to himself: "We can't go on like this, we must find a chance to break out!"
However, at this moment, Wuwei's intention seemed to be noticed by Dao Yuanzi.
Almost instantly, a green light bloomed in Dao Yuanzi's eyes, and you could see the bright green lotus, and the emperor's eyes opened directly.
The next second, Dao Yuanzi's figure disappeared from mid-air.
His voice echoed loudly: "Wuwei, I have been waiting for this day for a long time, don't even think about escaping!"
His figure came directly in front of Wuwei, raised the five-color spear, and pierced the true body of Bodhi fiercely.
Zheng——
Fire splashed everywhere, and Bodhi's true body blocked the powerful five-color spear.
But even so, the inaction state he was in was not very good. He was caught off guard. Without complete preparation, the aftermath of the five-color spear still shocked him who was in it.
"Wow~"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, Wuwei looked gloomy, looked at Dao Yuanzi who was about to collect the five-color spear and attack again, and said: "Junior, you deserve to die!"
After finishing speaking, Wuwei waved his hand and took action.
You can see that the palm of the Bodhisattva's true form was raised, carrying a strong strong wind, and struck directly towards Dao Yuanzi.
If Dao Yuanzi was hit by this blow, even if he survived, he would be seriously injured.
But if he chooses to retreat, he will definitely discard the five-color spear in his hand.
You must know that this five-color spear was given by the Emperor, and it is also the key to his deal with Wuwei. Once the five-color spear is taken away, Dao Yuanzi will have no possibility of making a comeback.
However, just when Dao Yuanzi was hesitating in his heart, the monks of the Emperor's Palace around him also came to their senses. The soldiers of the Emperor's Palace headed by Feng Ling immediately shouted: "Young Master, hide quickly!"
Hearing this, a trace of frustration flashed through Dao Yuanzi's eyes. Although he was very unwilling, he still let go of the handle of the gun. His figure flickered and disappeared from the place.
This scene immediately made Zhu Tianpeng, who had been staring at this place, shrink his eyes and exclaim in his heart: "What a powerful footwork, this is much better than my Qinglian Step!"
"Something's wrong. Why do I feel that the footwork performed by Yuanzi is also based on the Qinglian Step?"
"The footwork Bai Xie used back then seemed to be an enhanced version of the Qinglian Step, and this Yuanzi's seems to be even better. Could it be..."
Thinking of some possibility, Zhu Tianpeng's heart became hot.
At that time, he tried to plot Bai Xie's footwork but failed to show it. Now after seeing Dao Yuanzi displaying a more powerful footwork, he started to think about it again. In addition, the Emperor asked him to meet him. This is a
Very good opportunity.
But if he wanted the Emperor to entrust him with such a magical and powerful footwork, it was obvious that he had to do something, at least to make the Emperor owe him a favor.
Immediately, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes locked on the ancient Buddha Wuwei who was shrouded in the true form of Bodhi. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he said: "It's you!"
After making up his mind, Zhu Tianpeng didn't hesitate. With a thought in his mind, his figure quietly swept towards the war zone.
Although the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation is very powerful and strangely changing, it is obviously not enough in front of the Green Lotus Body he created.
Soon, Zhu Tianpeng sneaked into the battlefield between Dao Yuanzi and Wuwei.
Condensing his aura, Zhu Tianpeng approached Wuwei like a ghost.
At the same time, Wuwei's eyes were fixed on the five-color spear.
Dao Yuanzi, who was forced to retreat, did not pursue him at all. He grabbed the five-color spear in his hand with a wave of his hand, looked at the five-color spear with his eyes, and murmured: "Baby, what a good treasure!"
The look and expression were clearly the same as those of other Western monks. No matter whose possessions he got, they belonged to him.
This scene immediately made Dao Yuanzi look gloomy, and even the monks from the Emperor's Palace around him were ready to make a move.
Opening his mouth, Dao Yuanzi was ready to angrily rebuke Wuwei. After all, the five-color spear was given to him by the Emperor of Heaven. If it was really taken away by Wuwei, then this matter would be very serious.
However, just when the words were about to be spoken, Dao Yuanzi's eyes shrank.
Under the emperor's eyes, he could clearly see that Zhu Tianpeng had arrived at the area where Wuwei was at this moment. Even the Bodhi True Body seemed to have no effect on Zhu Tianpeng, who was moving towards him bit by bit.
Wuwei touched behind.
Seeing this scene, Dao Yuanzi's eyes flashed, and the curse that was on his lips turned away and he shouted angrily: "You bastard is doing nothing, if you don't return the spear to me quickly, do you really want to die!"