Just as Baili Yuntian spoke, Monk Xian Tao ran up panting, then looked at Han Jiulin and the others and said:
"Not only Donor Han, but the poor monk also felt a very unusual fluctuation of thoughts. Although Emperor Baisheng died, he was a peerless master in the realm of quasi-gods during his lifetime. If something strange really appears among the corpses,
If it changes, we will be doomed!"
As soon as Monk Xian Tao finished speaking, a terrifying and treacherous wind suddenly emerged from the huge skeleton of Emperor Bai Sheng, causing the surrounding space to tremble immediately, and the air waves surged towards Han Jiulin and his party!
Han Jiulin frowned and quickly took out the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" from the Qiankun Gourd, and then used the power of the Yang Space in the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" to cover his group of four people. Only then were they not affected by this sinister wind.
strong influence.
The black-armored toad said: "Now I finally know why the quasi-god's bones fell from the skeleton of Emperor Baisheng to the outside world. It turned out that it was swept by the strong wind! We might as well continue to stay here, we will definitely be able to find it.
Get more quasi-god bones!"
After the black-armored toad made this suggestion, he was met by Monk Xian Tao's fat and broad palm, which slapped him hard on the forehead.
"You ignorant guy, do you think this is an ordinary strong wind?
This is the skeleton of Emperor Baisheng exhaling! And after exhaling, it must be inhaling!"
"This Emperor Baisheng was a peerless expert in the quasi-god realm during his lifetime. His power of breathing is so powerful. If you continue to stay here and be swept into Emperor Baisheng's corpse by that huge suction force, I'm afraid not even a piece of it will be lost."
No intact bones will be left!”
After hearing what Monk Xian Tao said, the black-armored toad naturally did not dare to stay here because it was greedy for the quasi-god's bones, so he immediately turned around and fled with Han Jiulin and the others.
Not long after, Han Jiulin and his party arrived at the place where they first arrived in this space, and then under the guidance of Monk Xian Tao, they immediately dug out a magic array platform from the ground.
Monk Xian Tao seemed to be extremely urgent, and kept taking out spirit stones and quickly placing them on the formation eye, while Han Jiulin maintained the power of the Yang Space within the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" to protect himself and his party.
Suddenly, the situation in the world changed suddenly, and then the black mist in the distance instantly formed the shape of a whirlpool and tornado, and immediately swept towards Han Jiulin and his party!
The originally tall and steep mountain peaks were constantly shattered by the strong winds, turning into countless rubbles that quickly flew towards the huge skeleton of Emperor Bai Sheng.
Amid the violent winds, deafening roaring sounds resounded in the air.
The suction force of this huge tornado was so amazing that even Han Jiulin took out the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" and was almost unable to resist it.
However, what shocked Han Jiulin even more was the sudden formation of a huge handprint on the sky. The handprint erupted with endless power, covering a radius of dozens of miles, as if it blocked the sky and the sun.
Although this huge handprint has not yet bombarded Han Jiulin and his party, the majestic aura emanating from the handprint alone almost overwhelmed Han Jiulin, Baili Yuntian, and the black-armored toad.
If Baili Yuntian and the black-armored toad had not refined the bones of the quasi-god, and their physique and physical strength had been greatly improved, they would have been crushed by this huge pressure at this moment, and their internal organs would be broken, and their seven orifices would bleed to death.
The coercive force of this huge hand seal that covers the sky is so terrifying. If it really bombards my group, I am afraid that all four of them will be dead!
Han Jiulin gritted his teeth and immediately took out the Buddhist scripture that he bought from Monk Xian Tao at the cost of one million spiritual stones from the gourd of heaven and earth. Then he injected "Hunyuan spiritual energy" and threw it suddenly high into the sky, hoping to use it.
The power of Buddhist scriptures protects oneself.
However, to Han Jiulin's expectation, the Buddhist scripture was instantly torn into pieces by the huge wind just after it was thrown into the air, turning into a ball of white powder and scattering in the wind.
Seeing this situation, Han Jiulin naturally felt unbelievable. It was clear that Monk Xian Tao, whom he had seen with his own eyes before, easily suppressed the stone beast born in the Mingsheng Mountain with the power of this Buddhist scripture, so he spent millions of spiritual stones and
Xian Tao monk trades.
But now this Buddhist scripture not only fails to provide any protection, it is even the same as ordinary scriptures. It is so vulnerable to the strong wind!
"It's finally okay! Let's get out of here!"
While monk Xian Tao put the last spirit stone into the formation eye, he reminded Han Jiulin and the others.
At the moment when the extremely powerful huge handprint bombarded Han Jiulin and his party, with a flash of light in the magic circle, Han Jiulin and his party were teleported into the space tunnel again.
After this life and death disaster, Baili Yuntian and Black Armor Toad both felt lingering fears. If Monk Xian Tao had moved slower, they were afraid that the four of them would really end up dead and buried with Emperor Bai Sheng.
The ending.
Han Jiulin stared at Monk Xian Tao, who had been avoiding his gaze, and then stared at him and asked:
"Master Xiantao, I spent millions of spiritual stones to buy that Buddhist scripture from you, but it was previously proved that this Buddhist scripture is just an ordinary Buddhist scripture and has no magical effect at all. Should you take this matter seriously?
Give me an explanation?"
Monk Xian Tao knew that this matter could not be fooled, so he turned his back to Han Jiulin and sighed deeply, and then explained:
"Donor Han, the Buddhist scripture that the poor monk gave you was indeed copied by the holy monk of my Buddhist sect. It does contain magical effects, but... the power of Buddhism contained in this Buddhist scripture can only be used once, so in
The poor monk used it last time and the effect has been lost."
Han Jiulin stared at Monk Xian Tao for a long time. Naturally, he didn't believe any of his lies. He just felt that this Buddhist scripture was an ordinary book from beginning to end. The one who was really capable was Monk Xian Tao who always pretended to be stupid.
Now Han Jiulin is even more certain that the Buddhist master who helped him scare away the Yun Clan cultivators at Liantan Temple must be the fat monk in front of him.
However, Han Jiulin never knew why the fat monk wanted to help him and resolve the dangerous situation for him.
As the brilliance surged, Han Jiulin and his party were transported again along the space tunnel to the island where the "Yuanming Spirit Spring" was located.
At this time, there were many powerful spiritual beasts surrounding this black island. The black island was completely surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. They all looked at Han Jiulin and his party with eager eyes.