The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 2795 Feather Capture
Chapter 54

During the battle, Long Xiaoshan's divine sense was overwhelming, so he naturally discovered that Ling Xiaofu was in danger.

He was a little anxious.

Ling Xiaofu's strength is still slightly inferior to that of an old monster like Duanmu Ling, but at this time he himself is somewhat unable to bear the nameless violent attack, so he has no spare energy to support Xiaofu.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes were deep, he still underestimated the power of Wuming, a demon monk.

Divine mind communicates with the jade bottle.

He knew that this bottle had a deep connection with Buddhism, and last time it cut off the power of the Western Pure Land to help him prove the way to the holy monk.

Since Wuming can borrow the power of the Peacock Daming King from the Western Pure Land through the Dharma Gate.

Can't he?
Regardless of whether it works or not, Long Xiaoshan has already begun to try.

This method of borrowing strength exists in the inheritance of Thousand Faces Bodhisattva. Since Long Xiaoshan has obtained his inheritance, he has naturally mastered this method.

He made seals with his hands, and golden light surged from his body.

A huge Buddha Dharma body emerges between the sky and the earth, pointing to the sky and stepping on the earth.

Long Xiaoshan urged Buddhism, and a ray of invisible thoughts poured into the void and entered the jade bottle. The jade bottle, which was suspended peacefully in his divine sea, suddenly fluctuated, and rays of sunlight flowed. The flowers, birds, insects and fish on it seemed to be alive. When he came over, the jade bottle flew out suddenly and landed on Long Xiaoshan's palm.

With a flash of inspiration, he held the jade bottle in his hand and pointed the mouth of the bottle at Wuming who was attacking.

boom!
On the palm of Wuming's hand, brilliant and vast five-color divine light intertwined and slapped over. As soon as he touched the jade purification bottle, golden Sanskrit characters flew out of the jade purification bottle, forming a yellow glow.

The five-color divine light was wrapped in the rosy light volume, and the five-color divine light suddenly shrank extremely rapidly as if it had touched a poisonous snake.

But the rays of light diffused away at an extremely fast speed, melting the five-color divine light continuously, and the divine light continued to collapse. It was not counted if the rays of light swallowed the divine light, and even soon permeated Wuming.

Wuming, who was surrounded by the rays of light, let out a roar of surprise. He felt that the power of the rays of light was invisible and unstoppable, and it directly penetrated his peacock dharma body.

A moment later, a feather wrapped in five-color rays of light emerged from the peacock's Dharma body, and was pulled out continuously by the rays of light.

Seeing this scene, the nameless went completely berserk.

It was his fetish, the feather from the Peacock Daming King, he had already refined it into his body, and it was a part of his body, but under the ray of light, this feather was completely separated from his body.

This is his most important fetish, and it is about to be taken away. Wuming's state of mind at this time can be imagined. He roared wildly and pulled the feather frantically with both hands, but Xiaguang contained indescribable power.

The nameless hand grabs at the feather, but it seems to be grasping in the void, piercing through it all at once.

Xiaguang swept away the five-color divine feather, and it fell into the jade bottle in an instant. Then the light of the jade bottle dissipated and disappeared from Long Xiaoshan's palm.

Long Xiaoshan wanted to communicate with the jade bottle again, but found that it started to pretend to be dead again, and it didn't move at all.

But at this moment, Wuming was obviously more insane.

Without that piece of feather, the nameless peacock Dharma Body could no longer hold on and collapsed continuously. The power of the Peacock Ming King from the Pure Land also lost its support and completely dissipated.

"You, you damned, return my divine feather!"

Nameless let out a roar that shook the sky.

Since Long Xiaoshan met Wuming, Wuming has always been calm and calm, planning strategies, even if Long Xiaoshan took away the heritage of the Thousand Faces Bodhisattva in the ruins of Qianmian Temple, or the overall situation of Tianyun Temple was destroyed by Long Xiaoshan.

Wuming didn't lose his size.

But now, Wuming's mentality has completely collapsed. His face has never been so distorted. The whole person is like a group of extremely unstable volcanoes. At this time, Wuming doesn't look like a monk, but like a demon.

The Buddha's light on his body was surrounded by traces of black air.

Wuming roared and charged towards Long Xiaoshan, attacking incomparably crazily, killing Long Xiaoshan overwhelmingly.

The void exploded, and the sky collapsed.

The Wuming at this time was very terrifying, but during the collision, Long Xiaoshan was at ease, because although the power was terrifying, it was no longer as irresistible as Wuming's power of King Peacock Ming.

This is the power beyond oneself erupted under the nameless madness.

But this power is bound to be unsustainable.

Moreover, this irrational and disorderly attack will only give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of.

Long Xiaoshan resisted the unknown attack for a moment.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and made a move, boom!

A huge tripod flew from Wuming's back, and the Butianding tripod finally tore open the siege of Fulong's cassock. Under Long Xiaoshan's call, it smashed at Wuming from behind. If Wuming was in a normal state, he could escape.

But at this time, Wuming had already had a red eye, and he only wanted to kill Long Xiaoshan, completely ignoring the latter.

boom!
The Butian Ding was like an ancient sacred mountain, and it slammed on Wuming's back fiercely. Even Wuming couldn't bear the power of the divine treasure.

At this time, Long Xiaoshan folded his body, his five fingers contracted, like lotus petals closing together, and all the powers of the Dao merged into his palm, turning into a bright fist light, the light of the fist was like a wheel, carrying eternal and indestructible power, fiercely It hit Nameless's chest.

boom!
The fist light rushed into Wuming's body, and collided with the power of the giant cauldron penetrating from Wuming's back, as if a nuclear bomb with a level of [-] tons exploded in Wuming's body.

Wuming's body suddenly swelled into a ball shape, and then, countless vigor tore open his flesh and blood, mixed with the blood and minced flesh in his body and shot out like a fountain. Seen from the air, Wuming looked like a hedgehog with fried fur.

Even Wuming's powerful physical body couldn't withstand such a violent attack. His whole body was torn to pieces, leaving only bones, which were ups and downs in mid-air tragically.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Naturally, Long Xiaoshan would not be soft-hearted, he raised his hand, and the mana in his body exploded violently, so he wanted to completely suppress and kill Wuming.

But at this moment, a voice came coldly: "Stop!"

Long Xiaoshan's spiritual thoughts swept over him, his body froze slightly, he turned around abruptly, and saw that Duanmu Ling had actually pressed his sword between Ling Xiaofu's eyebrows at this time, and the sword energy had already cut the opponent's skin.

"Let go of her!" Long Xiaoshan said coldly.

Duanmu Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Wuming's tragic situation, his heart trembled slightly. Wuming, a demon monk, was the reincarnation of Thousand Faces Bodhisattva, and was killed so badly by Long Xiaoshan.

This guy was terrifying, he was the scariest person she had ever met in her life.

The True Lord Beiming and the Demon Lord Seven Killers had to lean back.

However, it was precisely because of Long Xiaoshan's horror that Duanmu Ling had nowhere to retreat. Since he had formed an enmity with this kind of person, he must do everything possible to kill him, otherwise he must be the one who died.

Duanmu Ling chuckled lightly: "Long Xiaoshan, you are a smart person, do you think it is possible? Now that your two women are in my hands, what do you think I should do?"

(End of this chapter)