Hundred Beauty Immortals: Goddess Treasures

Chapter [-]

Lin Fei followed the two to the west for two days and one night, and the two finally stopped. This place seemed to have passed the border of Wei State, and there were mountains shrouded in clouds and mist below. .|

The bald-headed third master put away his laughter, with two stern expressions in his eyes, and said to the true Buddha beside him, "Junior Brother, that's all for today's chatter, whoever can get that great holy eyeball, we'll each rely on our own abilities... "

The true Buddha Mo Yan also threw away the wine gourd in his hand, and instantly became the previous monk facing the Buddha, clasped his hands together and said: "You are senior brother, please go ahead..."

"Hahaha..." The bald-headed third master looked up to the sky and laughed, "Fortunately, you still recognize me as a senior brother, so you go first, I know that this eyeball of the Great Sage is very useful to you..."

"Then junior brother would be more respectful than obedient..." Mo Yan nodded, and after saying that, the figure rushed into the mountains below.

The bald third master's eyes flashed, he took out the wine gourd again, poured half a gourd of spirits with his head up, wiped his head and said with a smile: "Good junior brother, your six senses haven't been practiced to be really clean, and you'll be fine if you encounter something good. I can't hold it, how can I look like a Buddhist..."

He chuckled, took out a roasted pork leg, sat on the white cloud and ate and drank without being in a hurry.

"This smelly monk is really from the Western Regions, and he and Mo Yan are still brothers?" Lin Fei, who was hiding in the dark, was also surprised.

The conversation between the two of them earlier did not call them brothers and sisters, he did not expect that these two guys could really get together, no wonder their conduct is similar, they are brothers from the same school.

The bald-headed third master didn't move out for a while, and Lin Fei also hid beside him. He always felt that this bald-headed third master was much more scheming than the real Buddha Mo Yan.This is a master who does not suffer. Would he still look at the eyes of the great sage below and not be tempted, and would kindly give it up to his junior brother?If there were any traps or secrets below, the bald-headed third master would have known about it a long time ago, so let Mo Yan go down first to test the waters.

……

"Bang bang bang..."

Half an hour later, there were bursts of earth-shattering loud noises from below, and the bald third master sat on the white cloud and covered his ears.

"Bang bang..."

"Boom..."

The loud noise from below continued, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking. Lin Fei in the dark looked down and could see clearly that the several towering mountains below were all broken from them and slid down.The clouds and mist slowly dissipated, and the scene below was horrible, not only the few mountains were broken, but a whole group of mountains were chopped down into disrepute.

The sound finally stopped, a black eye popped out from below, and a giant dragon horse over twenty feet tall, the real Buddha Mo Yan came from the void, staring at the bald third master with fire in his eyes . !__>

"Junior brother, haven't you heard of the two dangerous places in the state of Jin, the Baicao Demon Abyss and the Burial Dragon Cave..." The bald third master laughed strangely and put away the wine gourd.

"You've gone too far..." Mo Yan's eyes were about to burst into flames. Most of him stayed in the Western Regions, so how could he know about the dangers of a small country in the Southern Regions.

He really almost suffered a big loss just now, there is a deep cave below, and the eyeballs of the Great Sage are hiding in the deep cave, just when he was about to get something out of the way, suddenly such a scary animal appeared.The strength of this giant dragon horse is frightening, at least equivalent to the monks in the secret realm of Sendai. The most difficult thing to deal with is that this dragon horse has rough skin and thick flesh, which is comparable to a holy weapon, and it cannot be broken at all.

The bald-headed third master smiled strangely: "Didn't the senior brother just say that everyone gets the treasure according to their ability, since you can't deal with this dragon horse, then it means you are not good at learning, junior brother..."

He laughed, and a knife chain appeared between his brows, about two meters long, with nine chain knives on his head.

"Dugu Baitian's Tusheng Chain?" Mo Yan was startled and let out a soft breath.

"Roar..." Even the dragon horse was scared back nearly a hundred meters at this time, and the Tu Sheng chain obviously brought him a lot of pressure.

Mo Yan frowned lightly and said, "Did you really kill Dugu Baitian's grandson? Are you not afraid of getting into big trouble?"

"Look at what you said, junior brother, how could I possibly kill Dugu Baitian's grandson? Senior brother just borrowed his slaughter chain first, otherwise we can subdue this dragon horse today..." The bald third master haha With a smile, he threw the Tusheng chain in his hand, and rushed towards the giant dragon horse not far away.

"hoof……"

The dragon horse sensed the destructive energy of the slaying saint chain, and its figure quickly became smaller, becoming only the size of an ordinary horse, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two, and no longer competed for the great sage's eyeball.

The bald-headed third master took back the Tusheng chain again, and grabbed the eyeballs of the great sage with the other hand, while laughing at Mo Yan: "It is said that when Dugu Baitian traveled to this area in the past, he killed the dragon and horse clan. It's true, this dragon horse is still very afraid of his weapons..."

Seeing the bald-headed third master grabbing the eyeballs of the Great Sage, Mo Yan's eyes flashed sharply, and nine Buddhist beads appeared in a circle, covering the eyes of the Great Sage.

"Junior brother, don't fight with senior brother..." The bald-headed third master chuckled, grabbed the eyeball of the great saint with his arm first, and his figure flashed, and he came to the front of the nine prayer bead circles, and stretched out his hand to the bead circle .

Mo Yan's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly put away the Buddhist bead circle, and said in surprise, "You have cultivated the teleportation technique of transforming gods?"

The teleportation technique of transforming gods is a remarkable supernatural power, and this kind of supernatural power can only be initially manifested after reaching the realm of a saint.

That is to say, to move several miles in a blink of an eye. No matter how fast a monk is, ordinary monks cannot achieve teleportation.

The bald-headed third master appeared next to the eyes of the Great Sage in a blink of an eye, as if he had cultivated a teleportation technique. If so, Mo Yan would have to swallow the bitter fruit, and could not compete with the bald-headed third master.

"Hey, it's a fluke, it's just a fluke..." The bald-headed third master grabbed the eyeballs of the Great Sage in his hand, grinning from ear to ear, and whispered to Mo Yan, "Brother, there is nothing you can do. No, how can you be as good as you, brother, you have received the favor of master, and even refined the big weapon Nine Dragon Buddha Beads for you, brother, I dare not even think about it..."

"Forget it, senior brother, let's go..." Mo Yan sighed, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I'll go first..."

After saying that, he drove forward, not intending to fight with the bald third master.

The laughter in the bald third master's eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of deep thought. He stared at the eyeball of the great saint in his hand, and found that there was an evil spirit flickering in it from time to time.

"Isn't this the eyeball of the Great Sage?" He blushed a little, and suddenly said angrily, "Damn it! What kind of eyeball is this? It's the eyeball left by that Motuo back then!"

Motuo Mountain originated from the demon shell of a great sage monk from the Buddhist sect of the Western Regions. At that time, Emperor Zhun Lei and another Taotian figure killed the demon shell here, leaving behind an eyeball of the demon shell that was not destroyed. Linley suppressed them together under the stele.Previously, Lin Fei and Bai Xian broke the formation together, and this demon shell eyeball was also freed and escaped from the pit.

"No wonder that damn bald man doesn't want these eyeballs anymore. The eyeballs left by Motuo will ruin his morality..." The bald third master suddenly realized that he was about to throw away the beads when he suddenly remembered something and bald again. He said happily, "If you find a way to erase the devilish energy inside, can you continue to use it? I heard that Motuo cultivated the sky eye back then. Maybe I, the third master, can also have the sky eye..."

"Heavenly Eyes..." The bald-headed third master murmured to himself, "Saint, Goddess, Princess, Holy Mother, Princess, with heavenly eyes, you will be blessed, Third Master." I have to stay in Tianchi for a few more days..."

Lin Fei, who was hiding in the dark, naturally overheard these words, and he couldn't help but feel black lines popping up. It turns out that the bald third master is also a fellow.

"Sky eyes are so awesome? They can penetrate everything and see the essence? It's just a sharp weapon for peeping!" Lin Fei also felt emotional in his heart. If he also had a pair of sky eyes, he would also want to stay in Tianchi for a few more days.

The Holy Mother of Tianchi, the Four Empresses, as well as Yuniang, Saintess, and many beautiful female disciples.

What a wonderful life!

"Snapped……"

The bald-headed third master was about to put away his things, but he didn't expect a sudden change. The Motuo's eyeball in his hand was blown out of thin air, and a man in brocade clothes appeared in the void, holding Motuo's eyeball in his hand.

"It's you again!" The bald third master scolded through gritted teeth.

The person who came was none other than Sun Jie, the quasi-sage descendant of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning in the Northern Territory. This guy is not very strong, but he has a secret treasure that can hide for a short time. Hiding in the void and stealing things is not harmful.

Last time, the bald-headed third master had already got this Motuo eyeball, and he was also beaten by this guy. Finally, after a fight, the Motuo eyeball lost its trace. Mo Tuo's eyeballs.

Earlier, he and Mo Yan acted to trick everyone to Xueyueyuan. In fact, they also wanted to attract Sun Jie's attention. Unexpectedly, this kid followed him.

"One month later, the third master is safe and well, this junior will salute you..." Sun Jie laughed, holding Mo Tuo's eyes and shaking the bald third master, obviously not thinking of this second-floor peak of Xiantai. Quasi-saints put it in their eyes.

He has secret treasures to hide from, and he can leave quickly.

In fact, Sun Jie just arrived, he is proud now, but if he had just seen the bald third master's attack, he probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

"Hehe, the brat is quite arrogant!" The third master chattered with a smile, his eyes flashed fiercely, this kid has robbed treasure twice, it is really abominable.

Sun Jie smiled lightly and said: "Where is the third master, how dare you dare, you are a majestic quasi-sage, the peak powerhouse of our Tianyuan Continent, and the boy has not even taken the position of a holy son. How about this, you today Just sell the boy as a favor and give this bead to the boy, and when the boy becomes a great treasure in the future, he will never forget the kindness of the third master."

He proudly weighed Motuo's eyeballs in his hand, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, while the bald third master sneered at the corner of his mouth and said: "Stinky boy, you can't hold this thing, and if you can't hold it, you have to throw it away." killed..."

The third master now has a murderous intention, this kid is too arrogant, he wants to take food from the tiger's mouth.

"Then just watch..." Sun Jie laughed, and immediately put Motuo's eyeballs between his brows.

"boom……"

At this moment, a silver light flashed in front of him, and the bald-headed third master teleported in front of him. Sun Jie's expression was horrified. over his neck.

His primordial spirit rushed out of his body, and a gray armor appeared, trying to wrap his primordial spirit and escape.

"Snapped……"

This time it was not the bald third master who killed his soul this time, but another white-haired old man who had just come from not far away and smashed Sun Jie's soul into pieces with his palm, destroying him completely.

A generation of figures of the Holy Land's Holy Child level fell like this.