The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 953 Sanskrit Singing

At this moment, the dragon snake suddenly opened its eyes.

There was lightning and thunder in a pair of blood-red pupils, and a ferocious and violent momentum rose from it, turning into a thunderbolt and striking the stretched out hand of King Peacock Ming.

With a click, the five fingers condensed with mana actually collapsed inch by inch, and were chopped off by a bolt of divine lightning shot from the snake's eyes.

The power contained in this divine thunder is so powerful that it can even break through the attack of King Peacock Ming.

"What a powerful divine thunder. I have been listening to the teachings in Lingshan for many years. His methods are indeed unmatched by ordinary demon clans." King Peacock Ming murmured to himself.

A dark cloud emerged out of thin air, covering the entire void, and a dark wind howled furiously.

After the death of this dragon snake, the resentment was very heavy. Coupled with the special environment here, the resentment accumulated over time and became deeper and deeper. It even formed a calamity cloud, which contained destructive power.

This calamity cloud gave birth to a ball of thunder, crackling and jumping. Each thunder bead contained extremely violent power, and seemed to be able to destroy everything.

"This is an ancient magic," Song Xing said with a look of surprise in his eyes: "It is a spell developed by the Lord of the Demon Realm specifically to deal with evil spirits at the beginning of the birth of the world. Once it is cast, it will cause catastrophes in the world. All things wither. Unexpectedly, the resentment of this snake demon can trigger this technique."

This thundercloud suddenly expanded and covered King Peacock Ming and others, trying to catch them all.

The face of King Peacock Ming changed slightly, and he raised a bronze bell, which made two clanging sounds, emitting a clear and melodious sound. A circle of ripples spread out and hit the robbery cloud. Suddenly, the robbery cloud rolled endlessly, as if it was under a strong attack. .

Thick lightning bolts fell down and hit the bronze bell, causing ripples and cracks on the bronze bell, as if it would break at any time.

"King Ming, don't fight it head-on. The Heavenly Tribulation in Lingshan is contaminated with strange power. If it is contaminated, it will be troublesome. It's better to fight quickly." Song Xing reminded quickly.

King Peacock Ming snorted coldly and took a step forward. The air flowed all over his body and his hair flew. Like a peerless female war goddess, she stretched out her palm and grabbed the snake's head to take it away.

The dragon snake also sensed the approaching crisis, raised its head suddenly, roared, and the sound wave turned into a hurricane, blowing in all directions, and actually knocked the bronze bell away.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon snake flicked its tail and hit Peacock King Ming hard.

Peacock King's face was solemn, her body was twisted, and her toes were moving continuously on the ground, avoiding the tail of the snake. At the same time, the lotus in her hand was flying, and bursts of light fell down, shining on the snake.

The smell of decay came from the snake's body, as if sulfuric acid had been poured on it.

"Obstacle!" King Peacock Ming flew his palms and activated the mantra, turning it into a huge pagoda. This pagoda displays five colors, is engraved with talismans and seals, and has five Buddhas sitting cross-legged on it.

The pagoda suppressed and suppressed the dragon snake to the ground.

The dragon snake struggled hard, but could not escape, and could only be suppressed to the ground by the five-color pagoda.

King Peacock Ming formed a seal with one hand and uttered a mantra. A stream of mysterious power flew out from the center of her eyebrows and poured into the five-color pagoda.

King Peacock Ming spread out his arms, and five wings appeared on his back, which were twenty feet long. Each feather was very bright, full of holy aura, like beautiful gems inlaid on the wings. Behind her, the five-color wings flapped gently, and a surge of five-color aura rushed over.

The dragon snake screamed in agony, and was wrapped in five colors of energy. It was completely black, and its scales peeled off, revealing its white bones. Boom!

Suddenly, the snake's injuries unexpectedly recovered somewhat, and it erupted with a terrifying aura. With a fierce bounce, the five-color pagoda was bounced away. King Peacock Ming took seven or eight steps back before he could barely stabilize his body. .

Roar! The dragon snake roared angrily, its body burned with blazing flames, and a powerful aura spurted out, actually suppressing King Peacock Ming's magic power, making it impossible for her to use it.

The dragon snake shook its body and rushed over like a rainbow. It was extremely fast. It arrived in front of King Peacock Ming almost in a flash. It opened its mouth, aimed at her head and bit her.

"So fast!" A look of horror flashed across King Peacock Ming's face.

She quickly used all her cultivation skills, and the wings on her back spread out again, turning into a sun again. The golden light was brilliant and dazzling, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

King Peacock Ming's wings were slashed out like a blade, but it had no effect. The surface of the snake's body was covered with thick horny carapace. No matter how her wings chopped, there was no way to harm the snake's body.

King Peacock Ming was so shocked that he was thrown into the air, and a sneer appeared on her face: "It's just a little snake, how can it be able to rebel?

The bronze bell in her hand shook violently and made a crisp sound. Many mysterious writings appeared on the wall of the bell. These writings were combined to create a series of scripture patterns.

Sutra and Wenhua created rays of light emanating from the bronze bell, overwhelming the sky and pressing towards the dragon snake.

"Thousands of numbers, trillions of people, three thousand avenues, the five elements are derived, heaven and earth are in harmony, and the five directions reveal the truth."

As King Peacock Ming recited the scriptures, her body bloomed with a richer fairy light, as if she was covered with a colorful cloud dress, which made her holy and noble.

She struck out with a palm, and the scriptures condensed in her palm, changing erratically, as if the talismans were floating and swimming, converging into a huge seal.

The huge seal hit the snake's body, causing it to roll to the ground. Its huge body was unable to stand up.

The dragon snake roared in pain, its body squirmed, and wisps of black smoke came out of its body. This black smoke has a fishy smell that permeates the air, making people feel sick.

Under this power, the dragon snake let out a miserable wail, and the muscles in its body continued to expand, and its bones began to collapse. All the blood in its body boiled at this moment, and ferocious scars appeared on the surface of its body, as if there were Something came to life inside it.

Click, click, click! !

The sound of bones exploding came from the snake's body.

boom!

Its entire body suddenly burst and turned into balls of liquid, spinning around and finally converging into a huge sphere in mid-air.

"What is this?" Everyone looked into the air in confusion.

This huge sphere became bigger and bigger and denser. Finally, these dense liquids turned into bones. These bones were as thick as the mouth of a bowl. They were densely arranged, as if they had formed a bone dragon, lifelike, and even Still breathing mist.

A burst of Sanskrit singing came from within the sphere. The sound of the Sanskrit singing was ancient, desolate, and vast, as if it came from the beginning of time, before all things were born, and there was an indescribable majesty and solemnity.

These bones are constantly swinging and rubbing against each other, making a buzzing sound.

Suddenly, waves of low whistling sounds came from the bones. This whistling sound was very strange. It seemed like crying but not crying, like smiling but not laughing, seemed sad but not happy, seemed like joy but not sad. If it was the Yin Yang family who is well versed in ghosts and gods, it would definitely be... You know, this is the cry of resentment, unwillingness and despair.

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