high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 233 Shoot him, the gun

"Maha Sangha Law" once said: "One moment is one thought, twenty thoughts are one moment, twenty moments are one flick of the fingers, twenty flicks of the fingers are one slap, twenty slaps are one moment, one day and one night are three. Ten minutes."

Fang Sheng was alarmed in Monk Shanyuan's heart, and when he was about to use the Xiao Zhutian's teleportation restriction, a thunder spear shot out from Bai Shu's left eye in the mist.

There was no wild sound of strong wind and loud noise, nor the loud roar of rumbling thunder.The sky, the light, all the things that should be there, never made a sound.

The world seems to be rendered monotonously in black and white, everything that flows falls into absolute stillness, and thoughts freeze.

This is different from the effect of the mantra "fixation". At the moment when the Luojia spear was shot, Bai Shu's thoughts also briefly synchronized with the time flow of the Luojia spear.

Luo Yu is compressed into a flick of a finger, a flick of a finger is compressed into a moment, and a moment is compressed into a thought.

One true dharma world, endless dependent origination.

The Spear of Naraka—

The thunder and lightning of hell, the spear of evil karma.

Pierce time!See through fate!Pierce the invisible spear that exists in Vientiane!

Even the truth... has been pierced through!

"Shoot him, magic gun!"

Bai Shu suddenly thought of this sentence, and smiled softly in his heart.

"Two birds with one stone..."

At the last moment, behind Monk Shanyuan, there was Zhu Ping, the Shenzong of Wu, who was holding a purple electric hammer and showering infinite purple thunder, and was about to smash the torch dragon into the sky with a hammer.

There was a slight smile on Zhu Ping's face, his expression quite complacent, and his two beards were also raised.

Bai Shu looked back and sighed slowly.

puff!

It was like the crisp sound of an egg shell cracking, or like two white porcelain bottles colliding.

The stiff wind began to flow, and everything that was frozen was revived from the freeze.

Monk Shanyuan's eyes flickered, on the other side of the extreme sky, Baishu's left pupil was still bleeding, and the golden pupil also dimmed, like a candle flickering in the wind.

On Monk Shanyuan's forehead, a thin crack appeared, which was spreading all over his body.

Compared to the giant dharma elephant, the body pierced by the spear of Luojia is nothing more than an insignificant point.

But Monk Shanyuan's expression became more ferocious, and the thunder light spread vigorously all over his body, as if covering him with a cassock.

Pain, crowding, heat, numbness, darkness...

With a bang, the six-armed magic weapon fell from the extreme sky, smashing down all the hills.

"I……"

Monk Shanyuan, whose body was also turned into charcoal, moved his lips. He had just uttered a syllable, but his body suddenly collapsed and collapsed into ashes.

After the spear of Luojia pierced through the monk Shanyuan, it continued to penetrate Zhu Ping's Niwan Palace one after another, shooting him into a handful of ashes on the spot.

In the last moment, Julong was still spraying fire and avoiding the purple electric hammer.

Suddenly, Zhu Ping was inexplicably shot.

He turned around in astonishment, only to see Bai Shu's left eye burst into light again.

This time, it was aimed at Dou Qing of the Wuwandou family.

In the blink of an eye, before Dou Qing regained consciousness.

Two King Kongs of the Four Realms, die!

The beautiful woman who was entwining the mother of fire turned her head in horror, but saw that golden pupil pointed at her direction.

With a cry of surprise, she urged the Great Teleportation Talisman.

Before the mother of fire transformed by Jin Shuping could stop her, her whole body disappeared in an instant, and immediately moved thousands of miles into the void, never to be seen again.

"There is one leaf elephant left..."

Before Jin Shuping could apologize, Bai Shu waved his hand powerlessly.

After shooting that Luojia spear, he will never continue his aura, not to mention sending out another spear, even if he is now one-on-one with Dou Qing, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

The vision of the left pupil has been hazy, like looking at flowers in the fog, everything is vague, the whole body's true qi has been emptied by a spear, and even the qi and blood have been depressed.

Bai Shu shook his head weakly, and threw the Little Tianyuan Building in Niwan Palace into the air.

The palm-sized exquisite pavilion is already dilapidated, and the sword light is penetrating through the building, with no sharpness.

"A small cave artifact is exchanged for a Vajra." Bai Shu smiled, "It's not a bad deal."

He stretched his mind, and collected all the precious light that was falling from the sky into the Niwan Palace.

Martial arts monks, after attaining the perfection of practicing orifice primordial spirit, created the Niwan Palace from nothingness.

The Niwan Palace is not only a place to hide the gods and nourish the soul, but also can be used as a storage cave.

Generally, if a monk dies, if he is not killed instantly, he will have enough energy to detonate the Niwan Palace, and he will not use his own gains to finance the enemy.

The Spear of Naraka—

This thunder spear shot at two vajras in an almost instant killing manner. Even the monk Shanyuan who was a third-rank vajra died in an instant, let alone Zhu Ping from Shenzong.

Therefore, all the creations of the Niwan Palace of the two belonged to Baishu.

Armor, scriptures, elixirs, magic tools, medicinal materials... Bai Shu took a cursory glance, but found no records about the forbidden method of moving the little heavens.

This access control technique forms an array by itself, once practiced successfully, moving the void is nothing more than a trivial matter.

Monk Shanyuan also relied on this door-blocking method to avoid Baishu's flying sword repeatedly.

Although no trace of Xiao Zhutian's move was found, other things such as elixirs and magic weapons also made Bai Zhu's pale face a little rosy.

He withdrew his mind and looked at Huomu and Julong. Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping understood each other.

All eight sides of the Mother of Fire are illuminated with colorful lights, and the fire in the mouth of the Julong is full of fire, as if there is a small sun hidden in its throat.

Bai Shu threw out "Yaoling" and "Baichilou", and the two flying swords grew in the wind, like two mighty pillars, fixed on the top of the sky.

"burst!"

Bai Shu made a hundred and ten handprints with both hands in an instant, and the small Tianyuan Tower, which was slowly turning, followed the printing of the dharma seals, and suddenly became prosperous.

In the Little Tianyuan Building, the hundreds of miles of rivers have been turned into a paste by Ye Xiang's sword.

The mountains and rivers were broken, the lakes and seas were hanging upside down, and the skinny Taoist who stepped on the clouds looked indifferent. He waved his hands casually, and every stroke was a burst of supernatural power with all his strength.

The Xiaodongtian became more and more dilapidated, and the principles of yin and yang were broken up. Even without Ye Xiang's action, the magic weapon of the Xiaodongtian would be destroyed.

Ye Xiang held the long sword named "Rhinoceros Finger" upside down, and his eyes were full of sword light.

"What's the use of trapping me for three sticks of incense?"

Ye Xiang sneered, and swung his sword one last time.

With Monk Shanyuan who is a third-grade Vajra, no matter how hard he struggles, the outcome is already set.

The gap between the upper third grade and the middle third grade is big enough to make people despair.

Even Monk Shanyuan alone is enough to sweep everything.

Ye Xiang had thousands of thoughts in his mind, but before he swiped the "rhinoceros finger" down, this small magic weapon exploded openly!

The flame swept across everything, destroyed everything, rolled like a vast sea, and exploded in the extreme sky!

Ye Xiang, who was vomiting blood, flew out with his sword, and saw Yuan Qi Pao, Fei Jian, and Ju Long hitting their faces.

"Do not……"

He let out a miserable howl, and was just about to turn into a rainbow and go away, but Bai Shu stopped him with a curse.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Xiang, whose diamond body was blasted head-on by the Yuan Qi Cannon, had no power to resist anymore.

Bai Shu stepped forward and cut off the leader of Liuyang with a single sword.

Qing Ming remained the same, even though he was immobilized by the curse, Ye Xiang still destroyed his Niwan Palace at the last moment.

"It's not a monster, it's really thankless."

Bai Shu sighed, grabbed the "Bai Chi Lou" in front of him, breathed out forcefully, his body trembled, and threw the long sword viciously towards the sky.

Afterwards, a sharp howl came from the surface, and the property panel in front of Bai Shu's eyes issued a notification sound of "attribute value +467".

"Finished, call it a day!"

He clapped his hands, smiled, and sank into the building car first.

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Thousands of miles away, when Zhang Boyu was beheaded with a single sword.

One suddenly raised his head with a thoughtful expression.

(End of this chapter)