The black-armored toad saw hesitation on the faces of Han Jiulin and Baili Yuntian. He couldn't help but smile, then he patted his chest and shouted loudly:
"Why are you so hesitant? It seems that this place is not too far from the Mingsheng Mountain. You can reach it in more than half an hour at most with full flight!"
Baili Yuntian smiled and said: "Since our Ten Good Masters are so courageous, why don't you try flying. Anyway, I don't dare to act at will in such a place."
The black-armored toad stared at Baili Yuntian and rolled his eyes, then snorted coldly, and then a pair of black membrane wings more than two meters long formed from his back, and then spoke:
"You are so cowardly and afraid of death, what are you doing here in the Mingsheng Mountain?
Why don't you go home and go to sleep! Hey, sir, I'll go ahead and maybe I can find some rare treasures, bye-bye!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-armored toad suddenly rose into the sky. However, just after he flew to a height of 100 meters, a huge handprint containing endless power suddenly appeared on the sky. It seemed that it was going to crush the black-armored toad into pieces in an instant.
Pile of minced meat.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Jiulin quickly took out the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" again, and then quickly activated the power of daytime space contained in the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" to immediately rescue the black-armored toad.
After Han Jiulin used the power of the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" to bring the black-armored toad back, he did not dare to stop for a moment. He immediately used the "Shenlong Jue" to transform into a silver-white air dragon, and escaped with the other three people at extreme speed.
Entered the dense forest.
Under the bombardment of the huge handprints, a huge crater with a width of more than a hundred meters and a depth of tens of meters was created where Han Jiulin and his party were just now.
Being able to cause such terrible damage in this Mingsheng Mountain, if it were outside, even a big city would be wiped out in one blow.
Han Jiulin took Baili Yuntian, Monk Xiantao and the black-armored toad into the dense forest and hid under a huge rock.
The black-armored toad had already felt the fatal threat from the sky before, and knew that if Han Jiulin hadn't come to the rescue in time, he would have been wiped out, and not even a bit of bone would be left.
The black-armored toad was terrified in his heart, and his body was still trembling. It was obvious that he had never seen such a terrifying blow in his life.
After a long time, the sky above the Mingsheng Mountain returned to calm, and the giant hand holding the sky disappeared into the clouds.
After the black-armored toad saw this situation, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and then sighed: "I just flew up in the Mingsheng Mountain, and I was almost shot to death. This place is also
It’s so evil!”
Han Jiulin said: "This is the tomb of Emperor Baisheng. During his lifetime, Emperor Baisheng was an extremely powerful man in the quasi-god realm. Although he failed to ascend to heaven, his abilities during his lifetime should be infinitely close to those of gods.
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"You dare to get up and fly in his graveyard. Naturally, you are extremely disrespectful to him, so of course you will be killed."
The black-armored toad said: "Hey...in that case, we can only walk there on foot?
But I always feel uncomfortable staying in this forest, as if I am being targeted by something terrible..."
As soon as the black-armored toad finished speaking, the boulder behind them began to shake violently, and cracks continued to appear in the ground, forcing Han Jiulin and his party to dodge immediately.
"Your grandpa, there are actually stone beasts in this Mingsheng Mountain?"
The black-armored toad shouted and quickly took out the long golden stick, then stabbed it towards the huge palm print slapped by the stone beast.
However, the body of the stone beast bred in the Mingsheng Mountain is naturally many times harder than the stone beasts in the outside world. Although the black-armored toad is already a ninth-grade spiritual beast, the huge stone beast was not affected by his blow.
No amount of damage was done, but the black-armored toad flew away with one palm.
Moreover, the grade of this stone beast is also extremely high. With its powerful body, if it hits the body of an ordinary human cultivator head-on, even a master who has reached the first level of Heavenly Path will be blasted to death with his internal organs shattered.
Although the black-armored toad has an extremely good physique and is quite powerful, it is much weaker than this stone beast bred from the Mingsheng Mountain.
"Your grandpa's... Ju... is actually so powerful!"
After being knocked away, the black-armored toad suddenly enlarged its size with a long golden stick and inserted it into the ground, until it drew a mud pit tens of meters long on the ground before it barely stopped.
Han Jiulin knew that the black-armored toad alone would never be able to deal with this powerful stone beast, so he immediately used the "Dragon Technique" to blast out eighteen silver-white air dragons, blasting the stone beast's huge body up to 100 meters into pieces.
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Although Han Jiulin's blow was effective, this huge stone beast also possessed an almost immortal body and would soon have to regroup.
Just when Han Jiulin was also feeling quite distressed, Monk Xian Tao took out a book of scriptures from the baggage behind his back and threw it up high. Then countless scriptures floated out of the scriptures to form a golden alms bowl, towards the huge alms bowl.
The stone beast suppressed and descended.
Seeing this happening, Baili Yuntian didn't actually have much expectations for the book of scriptures that monk Xian Tao took out. He only hoped that the alms bowl formed by the scriptures could restrain the stone beast for a moment and make Han Jiulin take action again.
But Baili Yuntian never expected that this ferocious stone beast would immediately lose its ability to resist under the suppression of the golden bowl formed by the scriptures, and was suppressed to the point of being unable to move.
"Amitabha, this book of sutras was passed down to a poor monk by a saintly monk with a high level of cultivation among us. It was said to be able to solve catastrophic problems at the moment of life and death. It has really come in handy now."
Monk Xian Tao clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully towards the scriptures high in the sky, as if to express his gratitude to the holy monk for saving his life.
After Monk Xian Tao explained, he took back the scripture suspended in the sky in his palm, and the golden alms bowl turned into countless scriptures again, and floated back into the scripture one after another.
Although the suppression of the golden bowl has dissipated, the stone beast conceived by the Mingsheng Mountain has still not recovered, and it still falls to the ground motionless.
Seeing this, Han Jiulin couldn't help but look at Monk Xian Tao and said tentatively: "Master Xian Tao, I feel that I am quite destined to have this book of scriptures of yours. Why don't you sell this book to me? I am willing to pay you millions."
Come and trade spiritual stones with the master."
Monk Xian Tao seemed to be quite happy when he heard this, but then he suppressed the joy in his heart, clasped his hands and continued to speak to Han Jiulin:
"To be honest with what Donor Han said, the poor monk was about to mention the fate between Han Jiulin and this book of scriptures. Unexpectedly, Donor Han, you have noticed it in advance. Amitabha, it seems that Donor Han really has a great fate with our Buddhist sect."
"Since Donor Han has a predestined relationship with our Buddha and has such deep sincerity, although this book of scriptures is a priceless treasure, the poor monk is willing to resell it to Donor Han. As for the spiritual stones obtained from the sale, the poor monk will apply it to Buddhism.