Taoist students

Chapter 1396

Dongfang Mo seldom had a panicked state of mind, but now he had to admit that he was terrified in his heart.

While pondering, he flicked his sleeves and put away the clone puppet that was being sacrificed in front of him.

Then he sat cross-legged, still, ready to listen attentively.

But to his surprise, after the old storyteller's voice sounded, there was no more movement.

Dongfang Mo understood that the situation was absolutely impossible to be so simple.But at this time, he didn't dare to show his face, so he could only stay in this high tower.

At this moment in the void, the old storyteller dressed in a blue robe was hundreds of meters away from Venerable Wuxiao at this moment, with a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face.

"The benefactor stopped the poor monk's way. I don't know why." At this moment, only Venerable Wuxiao said.

"Hehehe, it's really nothing." The old storyteller waved his hand, "The little old man just wants someone from the master."

"who!"

Venerable Wuxiao's tone remained unchanged.

"Hehe, that person should be on the back of the beast behind the master. Why don't you go find it yourself, and leave immediately after you find it, so as not to cause trouble for the master."

"The benefactor, please come back."

While speaking, Venerable Wuxiao was slowly rolling the string of red sandalwood beads in his hands.

"Master," the old storyteller smiled slightly, "It's just one person, the little old man has come so far, so he should be accommodating."

"Amitabha, please come back, almsgiver."

Venerable Wuxiao chanted the Buddha's name, and seemed unrelenting.

Hearing this, the smile on the old storyteller's face became even bigger, "Just ask the little old man, the master won't be accommodating, because he wants to watch the little old man commit a murder in vain!"

This time, Venerable Wuxiao didn't even have the intention of answering him.

"Since that's the case, the little old man will only be offended." At this point, the old storyteller curled his lips and restrained his cynical smile.

And as soon as the words fell, the figure of this person suddenly disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, Venerable Wuxiao stopped rolling the rosary in his hand.The person suddenly turned around and waved the rosary in his hand backwards without even thinking about it.

I saw that the volume of this object soared during the rotation, and it roared towards the direction of the Kun beast's back.

At the same time, just above the Kun beast, a large ice-blue hand with a size of several tens of miles seemed to appear out of thin air from the dark void at this moment, and descended from the sky to slap the city on the back of the beast.

The big ice-blue hand seemed to be poured with ice, exuding a frightening coercion.A trace of the power of the law slowly surrounds this hand, and anyone who approaches it will be strangled to ashes.

Just when the huge hand, tens of miles in size, was less than a thousand feet away from the Kun Beast, the red sandalwood rosary beads that had grown to a size of more than a hundred miles roared towards it.And in the middle of the rotating rosary, a bright purple light burst out, like a solid light curtain, tightly protecting the beast below.

The big ice-blue hand didn't stop for a moment, but its speed suddenly accelerated, and it hit the hollow in the middle of the red sandalwood rosary in an instant.

"Boom!"

But there was a muffled sound that resounded through the sky, as if the drumstick was hitting the drum surface.

The light curtain in the middle of the red sandalwood rosary is deeply dented with five fingerprints.Then the red sandalwood rosary also sank suddenly.

At this moment, Venerable Wu Xiao was chanting words quickly, and his fingers continued to pinch, and finally the red sandalwood rosary was still stable in the air, suspended hundreds of meters above the beast's back, motionless.

"Humph!"

Suddenly there was a cold snort from the old storyteller in the void, and then the big ice-blue hand pressed down hard.

"Wave!"

Only a small sound was heard.

I saw the purple light curtain in the middle of the rosary finally shattered, and then a huge ice-blue palm passed through the middle of the rosary, and was about to slap the Kun beast on the back.

"Om Mani Ba Moo Hum..."

At the critical moment, Venerable Wuxiao uttered a resounding six-character incantation.Immediately, the string of huge purple rosary beads shrunk suddenly, like a trap, enclosing the wrist of the big ice-blue hand.

In just this moment, the downward movement of this palm was slowed down.

"Hehehe," the old storyteller's sly laughter came from the void again, "Master, you can still think about it now, whether you want to hand it over to someone."

However, what answered him was that the purple rosary kept shrinking and embedded in the flesh of the big ice-blue hand, and then the big ice-blue hand seemed to be melted, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

"Buddhist supernatural powers, that's all."

However, seeing this scene, the old storyteller dismissed it.

"Hoohoo!"

The moment the person's voice fell, even if the wrist was imprisoned by the purple rosary, the big ice blue hand suddenly slapped down the next moment, and it landed on the back of the beast in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a "bang", and the layer of transparent qi covering the Kun beast's back burst apart like bubbles under this beat.

What followed was a loud bang of "Boom".

The big ice-blue hand with a radius of tens of miles patted firmly on the huge city on the back of the Kun beast.

Under this beat, the Kun beast's huge body sank.I only heard the sound of "bang bang bang" coming from the beast's body continuously.

If it can be found, it can be seen that the bones in the animal's body are broken and the viscera are broken.

"Ugh..."

From the mouth of the Kun Beast came out a long and heart-shattering mournful cry, and the sound of whimpering echoed throughout the void and lasted for a long time.

Although this beast is huge in size, it can only be cultivated at the Guiyi Realm at most, so how can it withstand the blow of a half-ancestral cultivator?

At this time, I saw the Kun beast's wings drooping, and the look in its eyes gradually dimmed.

Looking at the city on the beast's back, there was a shaking like the earth shaking, like a ferocious earthquake.

Under that palm, a huge black five-fingerprint appeared in the city for dozens of miles.

Everything covered by the five fingerprints, whether it was the attic, the main hall, or the monks, all turned into fly ash.

Not only that, under this slap, a terrifying gale of tearing force was set off, sweeping away in all directions.

Wherever it was affected, the buildings collapsed in pieces, and those with low cultivation bases were directly turned into ashes, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.As for those with advanced cultivation, blood spurted out and flew upside down, and they were seriously injured.

In just this moment, the city was in chaos.

Many monks could be seen soaring into the sky, especially groups of monks in yellow robes holding staffs, coming from all directions and standing in mid-air.

It took only three or five breaths to pass, and amidst a crackling sound, a seemingly thin layer of blue ice, centered on the five finger prints in the city, spread in all directions in a circular shape.

Those severely injured monks had no time to retreat. No matter what their cultivation level was, once covered by blue ice, their bodies would freeze immediately, and then turn into a lifelike blue ice sculpture.

At the critical moment, the figure of Venerable Wuxiao not far away suddenly disappeared into the sky.

When this person reappeared, he was already above the city.Then, a large golden light erupted from his body, and he could even see circles of golden nipples from his back.Make him look like a golden sun.

Under the shining of the golden light, the blue ice that had spread to a radius of ten feet stopped, and then gradually shrank and melted away.

Even those monks who had been frozen into ice sculptures melted the thin ice on their bodies.

It's just that when these people showed their figures, their bodies all exploded amidst explosions, turning into strands of blue cold air that drifted away.

"Kakakakaka..."

When the blue ice covering the ground was melted by the golden light, huge gaps opened up around the five finger prints that were tens of miles in size.

Then amidst the gurgling sound, streams of bright red hot blood gushed out like a spring, and in the blink of an eye, they converged into a small river, rushing through the city.

It turned out that the Kun Beast's body had split open, and blood gushed out.

The people living on the beast's back didn't know what happened, but they saw the huge body of the beast torn apart, disintegrated into several pieces, and scattered in the void.

Even the void also split into a series of cobweb-like spatial rift blades, and the strong power of law fluctuated around the surroundings, lingering for a long time.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Seeing such a result of one palm, the old storyteller sneered in the void.

"Hey……"

But at this time Venerable Wu Xiao shook his head and sighed.

"Why should the benefactor be so aggressive?"

"Master, you have wrongly blamed the little old man. Before that, the little old man talked all kinds of things, but you just didn't listen."

The voice of the old storyteller came from the void again.

Venerable Wuxiao didn't say much about this.This person made a move towards the rosary that imprisoned the big ice blue hand not far away.

Only then did I see that the big ice-blue hand turned into white for some reason.And under the move of Venerable Wu Xiao, the rosary shrank again, and then with a "bang", the big white hand turned into pieces of ice and exploded.

But after hearing the sound of "咻", Venerable Wu Xiao who held the rosary again in his hand turned into a golden light that soared into the sky, and disappeared into the dark place above his head in a flash.

"Hey, it seems that the master is going to challenge the little old man. The little old man has not exercised his muscles for many years, so come on." At this time, the old storyteller's words came again in the darkness.

Immediately, from the void above the head, bursts of shocking law fluctuations came.A series of spatial cracks continued to open amidst the crackling sound, and spread tens of thousands of feet away.

(End of this chapter)