The Poor Monk Cultivates a Way Chapter 232

Popular recommendation:

Qi Cheng scrambled his legs, and shouted to himself: "Wu that demon, don't break my Taoist heart! Daoist is devoted to Taoism, and will never join the demon sect!"

Pan Kun sneered and said: "Then you go to die!" As the poisonous mist circled, the natal Gu in it flew to the top of Qi Cheng's head as quickly as lightning, and was about to force him down, poisoning Qi Cheng to death .

Qi Cheng yelled secretly: "It's bitter!" Murong Qing pointed with his hand, and a burst of mana was sent out, knocking Pan Kun's natal poison away.

Qi Cheng rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that it would be difficult to escape, he simply walked around behind the Golden Helmet Worm, concentrated his evil spirit and hit it, shouting: "Master, don't panic, this apprentice is here to save you!"

Monk Zhang Er, who Kugen Laodao got for this apprentice, couldn't figure out what his true intentions were, so he still shouted: "You come and hit the head of this golden helmet worm, ah!" Suddenly there was a scream, it turned out that Wan Qixiong suddenly Controlling the golden helmet worm, he stabbed the two long beards into the ribs of the bitter root Taoist, frantically sucking blood.

Kugen Taoist struggled all the time, opened the golden core realm with all his strength, and fought against the two long beards of the golden helmet worm, but his natal magic weapon was outside, and he couldn't perform 50% of his Taoism. With the loss of blood, his face was covered. A layer of dead gray.

In contrast, Murong Qing was the most leisurely. The Golden Helmets only cared about killing Taoist Kugen, but did nothing to him. Another big Tiangang Liuyang hand slapped towards Pan Kun.

Pan Kun was startled, he hurriedly recalled the natal Gu worms to resist, unexpectedly Murong Qing slapped him again, and sent the stove flying!

With a revival of the old man's spirit and a thought, the stove flew towards the sky, pouring down countless real fires, and landed on the Golden Helmet Worm. Guided by his thoughts, he managed to burn off the two long beards, but it was already lost. A lot of blood.

The golden-helmet worm was fierce, its mouthparts turned like knives, and it wanted to swallow the Taoist Kugen in one gulp, but the Taoist Kugen yelled secretly: "My life is over!" point.

Murong Qing rescued Taoist Kugen one after another, but when he was always negligent, Pan Kun took the opportunity to put the Five Poison God Cauldron on his body, sprayed blood wildly, and fell to the ground tiredly, struggling for a while. Murong Qing only hated that he didn't bring Tiangang Thunderbolt with him when he went out, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up in such a mess.

Seeing that the Golden Helmet Worm is fighting fiercely, Wan Qixiong seems to have entered no man's land, and has no opponent at all. If Kugen Laodao dies, Murong Qing will be alone, King Zhenbei will lose his life, and Youzhou will be taken over by the thirteenth prince. It's about to fall into a chaotic situation again.

Qi Ze sighed secretly, and suddenly sat cross-legged, with a dignified appearance, took out the ancient lamp and rubbed it lightly, with Tian Xian in his mouth, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Namo Satata Sugataya Arahadi Sanli Sanboduo wrote!"

The first word exited, and suddenly the wind and cloud gathered above the Zhenbei Palace, forming the shape of a dragon and a tiger, and the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring came. After reading the second word, Pan Kun screamed, and the poisonous mist and light emitted by the five-poison **** cauldron suddenly disappeared, and it ceased to exist!

At the third exit, the Golden Helmet Worm suddenly let out a long and miserable hiss, and the metal essence on the back shell began to exist and break, and the knife-edge weapon also melted away like water, and the vicious Welton held back!

Qi Ze uttered a Buddha's mantra, which affected the situation in all directions. When Kugen and Murong Qing heard the Buddha's mantra, the poisonous aura in their bodies disappeared immediately, and the orthodox cultivation of Xuanmen grew. The ground trembled, and finally escaped from the **** of the golden helmet worm, Murong Qing also turned around and got up, laughing three times!

From the first word of the Buddha's mantra, the ancient lamp immediately became slightly hot, and the golden flame of the Buddha fire burst out on it, and its power soared! The relic on the ancient lampshade dripped and spun incessantly, exuding infinite light, and was absorbed and refined by the golden flame of the Buddha fire.

Qi Ze only felt a heat in his chest, and a heat flow rose to his mouth and tongue. He was blessed by the golden flame of the Buddha's fire, and the small non-phase Zen light outside his body also emitted a majestic power. His whole body seemed to be smeared with purple gold, and he looked like the golden body of a Buddha. generally!

The sound of the mantra resounded through the sky, and all the living beings in the city of Youzhou heard it in an instant. Those who admired the Dharma immediately burst into tears and made a vow to take refuge, and those who were demons and had evil intentions immediately became limp , all the devilish energy in his body was turned into invisible, and he became a useless person!

This is the second time Qi Ze cast this Buddha mantra. The last time, in order to get rid of the Wancheng Dragon Lord, because his cultivation base was too shallow, he only recited a half sentence. Lord Wan Chenglong, who was alone, was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp.

Casting this spell again, Qi Ze was about to run out of true qi again and fainted on the spot. I don't know whether it was because of his profound Zen skills or other reasons, Gu Dengsha frantically absorbed the magic power of that relic, blessed him, and protected his body with Zen light , there was only a slight dizziness in his head, but he had no other symptoms.

Qi Ze's brain suddenly boiled up. It turned out that the long-quiet Buddha tablet suddenly moved, and as the Buddha's mantra was uttered, the mantra of the secret mantra was imprinted on the Buddha tablet word by word. It's just different from the previous time, the mantra was imprinted very slowly, like some other power in the Buddha monument~www.mtlnovel.com~ desperately prevented the Buddha's mantra from being imprinted on the monument.

Qi Ze didn't bother to care about it, he just concentrated his mind and recited that Buddhist mantra clearly and completely in a deep meditation state!

The first Buddha mantra was finally uttered in its entirety, resounding through the void in the ten directions, turning into rolling Buddha voices, tangible and intangible, far and wide. When the fifth word was reached, a golden helmet worm had already exploded, blood and flesh flying, and even the back shell condensed by the hardware elite who had been tempered for many years was torn apart and disfigured.

The golden helmet worm is one of the thirteen gods of the Five Poison Sect, but it couldn't withstand a single Buddha's mantra, and the flesh and blood flew around, and it turned into nothing. When the Golden Helmet Worm disappeared, a thin figure appeared, with a gloomy look on his face, but there was panic in his eyes, and he was about to fly away when the sound of the Buddheating mantra shook him, and he turned into nothingness.

That phantom is just a ray of thought that came out of Wan Qixiong's deity. It was dissipated by the true sound of the Buddha's mantra, and the Buddhist mana remained unabated. It followed a very small connection in the void and counterattacked away!

Qingzhou, Fulong Mountain, passing through this mountain is the place where the natives have multiplied for generations, and it is also the place where the main altar of the Five Poison Sect is located. In a stretch of mountains, sometimes poisonous miasma and plague rise up, cementing and changing in mid-air, and colorful.

Suddenly there was a scream from among the mountains, a top of the mountain exploded with a bang, and a figure flew out of the tumbling rocks, and the sound of a Buddhist mantra came from the void outside him. Every time he recited a sentence, the man spit out A mouthful of colorful blood, after the sound of the Buddha's incantation finally finished, the man had already vomited seven or eight mouthfuls of blood, his whole body was exhausted, and he crashed into a big mountain, almost collapsing the mountain!

The man broke free from the mountain, bleeding all over his face, and shouted sharply: "Who is it! Who killed the Golden Helmets avatar of this seat!"

Chapter end

Report