Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 525 Undisputed

The thunder talisman went up against the wind, and a large number of thunders gathered in an instant.

The blue-purple sky thunder turned into a thunder ball and crashed down towards Meng Xinghe.

Facing that terrifying thunderball, Meng Xinghe was not in the least bit confused.

Holding a storage formula in his hand, he flipped his cuffs and swept towards the thunder ball.

As the saying goes, the universe in the sleeve is big, although Meng Xinghe has not mastered the real art of the universe in the sleeve, but using the cuffs of his robe to cast spells is one of the methods commonly used by practitioners.

Although there may not be a universe in the inner possession, it must have something mysterious.

The thunder ball fell into the cuff, and the billowing arc of thunder jumped slightly at Meng Xinghe's cuff, and then disappeared.

It seemed that the thunder that erupted before was just an illusion.

The Taoist in yellow snorted coldly, and picked up a handful of yellow paper.

Tear it up casually.

But in the blink of an eye, dozens of paper figurines and paper horses were torn out by hand.

After dotting the eyes with spiritual blood and injecting true essence.

These paper figures and paper horses immediately became three-dimensional and transformed into real people, wearing golden armor and holding knives, guns and axes.

The paper horse carried the paper figurine, laid out an army formation, and flew towards Meng Xinghe.

Although these paper figurines are not monks, under the blessing of spells, they are very hard and extremely fast.

Having these paper figurines to entangle closely can at least bring Meng Xinghe a lot of trouble.

Among the crowd watching the battle, many people immediately cursed.

The Huangpao Taoist's move completely took advantage of the loopholes in the rules of fighting.

In the past, he didn't use sword skills to provoke Meng Xinghe, but now he cuts out paper figurines to find Meng Xinghe to fight in close quarters. Although the rules are correct, it doesn't make sense in terms of cleaning up, and it seems despicable.

Facing the voice of doubt, Taoist Huangpao didn't take it seriously at all.

Every monk who completely chooses to give up frontal combat and hand-to-hand combat has a moment of pragmatism and truth-seeking.

The way of the sword, the way of the sword, the way of martial arts... To them, they are all bullshit.

It's putting the cart before the horse.

If you can win with wisdom, why stick to some unnecessary so-called 'morality'?
Meng Xinghe did not have any mood swings.

When he promised the yellow-robed Taoist not to use saber techniques, he had already expected that there would be such a move.

The reason why he still agreed was that Meng Xinghe wanted to win without any controversy.

He also has absolute confidence in himself.

When a large number of paper people galloped over on paper horses.

Meng Xinghe snapped his fingers.

Then a huge fireball floated directly in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Xinghe swayed his finger in place, as if drawing a circle.

Then more fireballs appeared continuously, and then merged into the original fireball.

The temperature inside the fireball continued to rise.

The originally orange-red fireball also gradually turned to dark blue...even dark black.

When the fireball erupted, the paper figures and horses that had been cast with the Fireproof Charm were burnt to nothing without carrying it for a single round.

The fireball did not disappear, but flew towards the yellow-robed Taoist at a speed like lightning.

The yellow-robed Taoist's complexion changed drastically.

He took out a jade gourd from his bosom, and Gululu took a sip of water.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed.

The torrential water headed towards the black fireball.

The water and fire collided, and a large amount of water mist evaporated.

But this fire and water dispute lasted for nearly half an hour.

In the end, the yellow-robed Taoist almost vomited out the acid in his stomach before he finally extinguished the black flame.

At this moment, he was a little exhausted, supporting the table with his hands, his legs were trembling, and he was out of breath.

Looking at Meng Xinghe with pale lips.

Borrowing the power of one's own magic weapon has already broken the original rules.

Even so, in order to destroy the ball of fire that Meng Xinghe casually summoned, he spent such a long time. During this time, whenever Meng Xinghe made another move, he could only drink his hatred on the spot.

In this case, the outcome is already clear.

The yellow-robed Taoist still refused to admit defeat, but said with trembling lips: "Okay...very good! It seems that you are not only good at swordsmanship, but in terms of spells and Taoism, you are evenly matched with me."

Faced with the four words "evenly matched" by the Taoist priest in yellow, the crowd responded with boos.

Compared with Meng Xinghe's "elegant demeanor", the Taoist in yellow robe seemed to be too unbearable in order to win.

"However, I still have one last move. If you can still fight me, it doesn't matter if I admit defeat." The Taoist in yellow robe turned a deaf ear to the insults and booing around him.

He's a solid guy.

These insults and criticisms in my ears are only temporary.

Not to mention ten or a hundred years later, even after one or two months, they will forget about this crop.

And victory is eternal.

The benefits brought by victory will be integrated into itself and become the capital for further practice.

Meng Xinghe made a gesture of invitation.

With his hands behind his back, he didn't seem to care.

In the palm of his hand, he has already quickly picked up the seal formula, which is not as casual and free as it appears.

All the seemingly effortless efforts are just because of many invisible efforts made in secret.

The yellow-robed Taoist beat his heart hard three times with his fist.

Then spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

His blood fell into the bowl, and the yellow-robed Taoist quickly painted on the Three Dao Ling flag with his middle finger stained with blood.

When the painting of the first command flag was completed, there was a strong wind between the sky and the earth, as if thousands of ghosts were howling.

After the painting of the second command flag is completed, the five qi, wind and thunder all move, faintly interspersed with the celestial phenomena.

And after the last command flag was completed, although no vision was born, the eyes of people looking at the last command flag were full of confusion, and almost most of them were forced into the illusion, unable to extricate themselves.

Three command flags, each with its own meaning.

"The earth ghost obeys the order, and the three thousand ghosts will appear quickly. The celestial phenomena obey the order, and the five qi of the week belong to my life."

Two command flags flew out.

The cloudy wind merged with thunderstorms, strong winds, hail and other celestial phenomena, and gathered three thousand ghost images. These ghost images were strangely combined with the celestial phenomena, and even surpassed the category of ghosts and monsters, as if they had stepped into the ranks of ghosts and gods.

Riding on the Vientiane and Five Qi, ghosts and gods rushed towards Meng Xinghe ferociously.

They have their own strengths and prestige.

On the palm of Meng Xinghe's right hand, he finished pinching the last handprint.

When the long sleeves were turned over, streaks of light and shadows appeared.

The light and shadow swayed in the wind, crushed in the thunder, and seemed to be in danger under the majesty of ghosts and gods.

But in the next second, the Sanskrit sound sounded.

The broken light and shadow are like a pond of gold.

Blossoming golden lotuses bloomed in the golden pond, shining with the light of merit.

Under the guidance of these golden lights, ghosts and gods' originally ferocious faces also became peaceful and soothing.

Then, it turned out to be like being transformed.

One after another, they put their hands together, showing compassion, and sat in the golden lotus, just like a Buddha.

Seeing this, the Taoist in yellow robe vomited blood again angrily.

He really didn't expect that this guy who seemed to have nothing to do with Buddhism would have such a superb cultivation of Buddhism, just like the reincarnation of Buddha.

As a result, all the ghosts and gods are converted to his two decrees of heaven and earth.

Holding the last order flag, the yellow-robed Taoist bit off his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the order flag, and threw it towards Meng Xinghe.

(End of this chapter)