Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 147
Although the two lamas escaped the bombardment of the third-grade thunder beads, they were still seriously injured.

It is also fortunate that they practice the body-refining technique of Tantric Buddhism, their physical bodies are strong, and they also have powerful magic weapons for body protection.

Otherwise, they are dead.

But before they had a firm foothold, they saw a saber light with a three-foot sword light and a domineering murderous aura, and they slashed down like a horse!
After that sharp saber aura, they saw a pair of Danfeng eyes with murderous intent.

"Long Cuo City Lord..." The two recognized him immediately.

Wu Xiu's attack is the quickest and most direct.

Luo Ning played the seventh-rank Guan Sheng alive, and he is also considered a seventh-rank martial artist, and in the seventh-rank martial arts...invincible at the same level!
Lu Zhi's knife is a first-grade imperial bestowed magic weapon.Although Luo Ning's cultivation base is too low to exert the power of the sword, he can still have [-]% of his combat power.

In this way, for Luo Ning in the middle stage of the seventh rank, the power of this knife has surpassed the completion of the seventh rank and is close to the early stage of the sixth rank!
Baoyin Baoshan was originally a master in the late stage of the sixth rank, but at this time, his strength was greatly reduced due to serious injuries, and his expression changed drastically and his mind was shocked when facing this knife.

But after all, the two are masters in the late stage of the sixth rank, and their quick reaction to the enemy is still extraordinary.

"Om!"

At the critical moment, the two yelled loudly and danced two qi walls with the Vajra pestle in their hands, finally blocking Luo Ning's saber dangerously and dangerously.

But Luo Ning's knife was fiercely murderous, and the two lamas couldn't help spurting blood again, and they backed up again and again.

Although he was not killed with a single blow, the injury was more serious.

"cut!"

Luo Ning's voice was cold and indifferent, his body was like a frightened bird in the air, and he slashed down again.

The lightning-like blade light completely destroyed Baoyin and Baoshan's vajra energy wall.

The two vajra instruments flew out immediately.

"Om mani padme hum!"

The two evil monks retreated violently, giving up the vajra magic weapon altogether, and at the same time concentrating on speaking the six-character mantra, the right hand is prajna, and the left hand is samadhi.

Incomparably quick and incomparably connected to the Golden Wheel Mahamudra!

With a bang, a golden Buddha statue appeared.

In the sound of the Sanskrit Buddha singing, under the phantom of the golden Buddha statue, a group of phantoms of almost naked celestial girls appeared!

These celestial maidens who seem to be visualized are all stunning, with light veils on their stomachs, bare feet and bare legs, and murmurs in their sandalwood mouths, which make people's blood pumping and endless reveries in their hearts.

It is as seductive as a charming baby, but also has compassion and holiness like a Bodhisattva, as if giving alms with color.

however--

The moment the Sanskrit sound sounded, and the illusion of the celestial maiden appeared, it was cut off, shredded, and strangled by a white rainbow-like knife light!

The two of them were injured so badly that they couldn't stop Luo Ning's third stab with their joint efforts.

"cut!"

The voice of the celestial maiden Buddha disappeared, and a fierce saber aura exploded, and blood splattered from the bodies of the two lamas.

Two arms flew high, carrying the sister drum that had just been removed.

"Ah—" Baoyin Baoshan's arm was chopped off shoulder-length, and he couldn't help crying out in pain, and fell back.

The injury was so severe that it was impossible to fight back.

Luo Ning fell down and pierced Baoyin's dantian with a knife, twisting the air of the knife.

Immediately abolished Baoyin's cultivation.

"Whoosh!" Baoshan took advantage of this opportunity to escape with burning blood, as fast as lightning.

But just as he escaped for a mile, a young man appeared in front of him.

Luo Ning!

Baoshan was terrified, as if he had never been so scared before.

"Hey!" Luo Ning pierced Baoshan's dantian with a saber, and the aura of the saber exploded, crippling his cultivation.

Then, Luo Ning came to the abandoned Taoist temple again with a knife in one hand and Baoshan who looked like a disabled person in the other.

With a throw like trash, all Baoshan Baoyin was thrown in front of the statue.

Just ten breaths ago, the two lamas were still in their capacity as masters, preparing for the initiation.

But after ten breaths, two dignified sixth-rank masters were abolished by a seventh-rank monk, and they were thrown to the ground like dead dogs.

Both of them became "one-armed monks", bleeding freely from their mouths and wounds, turning into two gourds of blood.

Until this time, Tongyan Shaman, Xiguaner, and Lu Pianpian (Su Chuo), who was drunk and limp all over, breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the two miserable lamas made me very happy.

However, thinking of the consequences if Luo Ning didn't come to the rescue in time, the three of them shuddered and became terrified.

Even Lu Pianpian was really scared at the time.

But at their most desperate moment, as if the heaven heard their voices, Luo Ning really appeared.

"Master!" Taking advantage of his young age, Xiwan'er was the first to throw herself into Luo Ning's arms, crying loudly, "Master! This disciple was scared to death just now... Woohoo!"

The little girl was relieved, crying out of breath.

After all, she is a child of seven or eight years old, so she really scared her today.

At this time, holding the master in her arms, and feeling the warmth and grandeur of the master, she felt at ease and at ease like never before.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Luo Ning patted her on the back, "Isn't Master here? It's a good thing if there is no danger."

"At least, it can exercise your courage."

"Yeah." Xiguan'er smiled through her tears, let go of Luo Ning a little embarrassedly, and looked at the tear stain on Luo Ning's waist that was wet with tears and snot.

"My lord, I don't dare to hide from you. I thought before that I turned a bad luck into a good fortune, and my safe man will come." Tong Yansha said with a full face of joy.

"Only by being with you for a year can I survive the catastrophe and break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. If it weren't for you, I would have died young."

Luo Ning said in proficient Xianbei language: "My Tongyan shaman, I hope so. It will be a year in a few months. I hope you will survive the catastrophe safely and break out of the cocoon as a butterfly."

"My lord, I dare not hide from you." Tongyan Shaman stroked his chest and saluted, "I will return to my tribe next spring. At that time, I will definitely repay you."

"Luoning...brother." Lu Pianpian's voice came, "Do you have any anti-alcohol pills? Sis can't stand up, she's so dizzy."

It was only at this time that she seemed to realize for the first time that Luo Ning was not only good-looking, but also had an outstanding temperament.

Seems to be very reliable?

The more you look at it, the more pleasing it is.

"Hangover pill?" Luo Ning shook his head helplessly and smiled, "I'm sorry, there really isn't any."

While talking, he took out a long robe of his own and put it on Lu Pianpian's body.

Her skirt had been torn, revealing her pinkish calves.

Under the strong sense of alcohol, Lu Pianpian sat on the ground wearily, panting slightly, her autumn eyes seemed to drip water.

"Lu Pianpian, I really want to thank Brother Luo." Su Chuo said secretly, "But now you are in charge of the body, so I can't thank him face to face."

Su Chuo's tone was full of excitement, surprise, joy, and shame.

Thinking of Luo's elder brother arriving just now when she was most desperate, she felt that the sun was shining in her whole world, and the gloomy night that engulfed her disappeared.

At this moment, joy and peace of mind are like a pair of wings, as if to take her to fly like a dream.

"Thank him in person?" Lu Pianpian sneered, and put on Luoning's robe tightly, "I think you want to thank him with your body. Do you want to be like a lover, and also throw yourself into his arms and cry? Hee. "

"What maggots are you chewing?!" Su Chuo's tone was annoyed, "I think you're really drunk. You just got out of danger, and you talked wildly and indecently."

"Sister talking crazy?" Lu Pianpian was also a little dissatisfied when she heard the words, "Sister was too drunk? I didn't drink to death just now, what will happen to you? We can wait until Luo Ning comes to meet save?"

"Oh, now that the person you like comes to the hero to save the beauty, you are out of danger, and then you say that sister is drunk and talking crazy?"

"Unconscionable woman, you are the most serious."

Luo Ning didn't know that Su Chuo and Lu Pianpian were secretly arguing. He no longer cared about the three women, but looked at the two lamas who had been abolished.

The young man Shi Shiran sat down, took out the Longyu pipe, and lit it.

He didn't speak for a while, just smoking a pipe.

When Baoyin and Baoshan saw this scene, they suddenly felt a chill.

After exhaling a few puffs of smoke, Luo Ning spoke slowly.

"I killed your brother Baoxiang. I took his soul and slowly burned his soul with poisonous fire. He howled for an hour before he died."

"That kind of pain is indeed unbearable."

"Although I tortured Baoxiang to death, he hasn't attacked anyone around me yet."

After speaking, he looked at the two lamas and smiled slightly, "You guys have attacked the people around me."

"Also, you caused me to waste a third-grade Thunder Orb. Do you know how precious and rare it is? I feel very distressed."

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, but a leaden gray color, as indifferent as a starry sky.

"So... you will only die, more painful than him."

When Baoyin and Baoshan heard Luo Ning's words, they couldn't help trembling.

They never thought that a young man with a seventh-rank cultivation would actually make them feel terrified.

Luo Ning suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Pianpian, "With my cultivation base and conditions, is there any way to make their death the most painful?"

Lu Pianpian suppressed her drunkenness, and said with a smile: "Don't you have the dry blood pill? You grind the dry blood pill into powder, temper their vajra weapon, and then..."

Speaking of "then", Lu Pianpian suddenly spat and stopped talking.

It seemed that even she couldn't tell.

But Luo Ning understood.

vicious!

It's really vicious.

And he still treats his body in his own way!
"Okay!" Luo Ning showed a satisfied smile, picked up the vajra magic weapon, and took out a precious dry blood pill, ground it into powder, and tempered the vajra with poisonous flames.

Soon after, the two vajras were tempered by the dry blood pill.

The Vajra Pestle was originally a magic weapon of the Esoteric Teachings, but now it was contaminated with Dry Blood Pill, exuding an extremely weird aura.

When the two lamas saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright.

"Xiwan'er, help your Aunt Su Chuo out..." Luo Ning didn't want them to see the next horrible scene.

"Yes, Master." Both Xiguan'er and Tongyan Shaman knew it well, and immediately helped Lu Pianpian out.

Lu Pianpian, who was wearing Luo Ning's clothes, was helped out and laughed a few times.

When the three girls left, Luo Ning picked up a vajra and walked towards Baoyin.

"Stop, almsgiver!" Baoyin was trembling with fright, "My old man is the scripture teacher of Yanshi Temple, and Gusa Living Buddha is..."

"Don't worry, it will be Gusa's turn soon." Luo Ning said with a smile, "The fellow disciples of Yanshi Temple, we just want to reunite together."

"Come on, it's an injection... No, it's the Vajra blessing."

After speaking, press and hold Baoyin, and raise the vajra... (Three hundred words are deleted here)
"Ah——" Baoyin let out an extremely miserable roar that no longer resembled a human voice.

Even just hearing this voice will feel a painful thought.

Immediately afterwards, Lama Baoshan also uttered a terrifying scream.

The screams of the two came out of the abandoned Taoist temple, and both Xiguan'er and Tongyan Shaman heard it, both happy and frightened.

"Haha!" The drunk Lu Pianpian laughed out loud, extremely happy.

Inside the Taoist temple, Luo Ning saw two lamas who were in extreme pain, smoking dry tobacco with great interest.

"Batta...batta..."

Even he was a little creepy.

It's too awful.

This kind of pain must have surpassed the soul-drawing and bone-refining.

The two evil monks had their own vajras stuck in their bodies, and they were jumping desperately there.

From Luo Ning's point of view, it looked like a humanoid motor with two ends, or a toy with a clockwork installed.

Actually jumped out of a strange dance.

"Haha!" Luo Ning suddenly felt that the actions of the two were a little funny, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Dancing because of pain, it's fun..."

PS: I really can't bear to look directly at it.

(End of this chapter)