Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 85 Violent impact

From being muffled and silent at the beginning, now I can actually make some thin and dense sounds, which are really melodious and melodious, and it sounds great.

Wen Lianggong is really gradually addicted to the role of the Undead Knight and can't help himself.

He looked at the shorts that were still stained in his hand but had not been cleaned, and then looked at the dark sky, the gloomy atmosphere around him, and the evil illusion everywhere.

"Zhuo."

After wringing out his shorts and putting them into his pocket, Wen Lianggong glanced at the scene around him, and he couldn't help but be surprised. This was the courtyard where he killed Monk Roshan.

But now, apart from the fact that Monk Roshan has disappeared, all the scattered buildings around him that he dug into the ground for three feet have been restored to their original state.

Even the floor tiles that he had knocked down were re-paved.

He knelt down and rubbed it carefully, his eyes showing a bit of solemnity.

He remembered this brick. At first he thought there was something underground, so he paid attention to this brick when digging it out.

What's the principle? !

Although Wen Lianggong was surprised, he felt that he was not surprised. After all, anything could happen in this mythical world, so this was not surprising.

After all, I had already noticed it when I was at the gate of Vajra Temple before.

Except for the monk he killed inside, the buildings here appear to be restorable.

If his stay had not been long, Wen Lianggong would have wanted to see how the building was restored.

After confirming that the Roshan monk was indeed gone, Wen Lianggong did not take the right path. He jumped up to the roof again and walked slowly along the roof. God knows what would be spotted while walking. It would be better to walk on the roof. comfortable.

Wen Lianggong climbed all the way to seven or eight houses, and he didn't mind the trouble. Just like the Qing dungeon, when he got out of the house, no matter if he was a fang monk, a withered bone monk, or a meat mountain monk, Wen Lianggong killed them all. To solve.

The density of monks in these eight houses is not high. Only two of them have people inside, and most of them are alone, making it easy to attack.

Moreover, the accumulation of the next mythical aura is indeed quite long. Even the withered-bone monk was killed by him. Now it may take two or three to give a hint.

Wen Lianggong was very sure of his goal, so he stared at the towering scripture library and climbed over.

According to the straight-line distance from the roof, his current location is nearly 500 meters away from the Sutra Library, which shows that the entire Vajra Temple covers a vast area.

This mountain is truly a sacred mountain.

The Evergreen Temple on the mountainside and the Vajra Temple on the top of the mountain are basically a small town.

While thinking, Wen Lianggong climbed forward, then suddenly stopped and looked at a huge figure standing on a wooden bridge in front of him.

He was definitely two and a half meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He was wearing a cassock and holding a huge sword. He was standing by the bridge in a daze, looking at the pitch-black river below.

Wen Lianggong looked around and saw that this place still belonged to the living area of ​​​​King Kong Temple, but a small square was opened in the middle, with pavilions and attics built inside, and the corridors changed. The excavated small lake below was like an ink-like water. .

Do you want to take a detour?

Wen Lianggong thought for a moment and decided to wait first. Recently, he was concentrating his energy with Taiqing Swordsmanship, and he unexpectedly found that his spirit became more and more sensitive. When he entered the mythical world before, he was three minutes ahead of schedule. A premonition of left and right.

You should also be aware of the time to leave the mythical world about three minutes in advance.

Although it is not very accurate, it is finally not as random as before. Time passed by minute by second, and a familiar throbbing feeling quietly crept into Wen Lianggong's heart, making his expression move.

He stood up suddenly, his energy and blood surged, his iron-grinding strength burst out, his armor-like innate characteristics unfolded, his body expanded rapidly, like an oven burning through, and invisible heat waves overflowed.

Bang! !

If a person discharges a cannonball, the sky will be torn apart, large parts of the roof of the building beneath his feet will collapse, and the huge wind resistance will make an ear-splitting whistling sound.

The next second, the monk in cassock who heard the movement turned his head when he saw a big hand full of protruding veins coming over and pressing his face.

Followed by.

Whoa!

The strong inertia directly led the cassock monk out of the wooden bridge and pressed him against the wall in front.

The force that had been planned for a long time continued to burst out, like mountains shifting, walls collapsed, and a series of large holes appeared.

The monk in cassock also reacted in an instant, and the sword in his hand suddenly dropped. Seeing that the opponent could still draw the sword in this state, Wen Lianggong suddenly stopped his movements, pulled out Long Yuan with his right hand, and slashed at it with the force of a king holding a tower. .

clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly became louder, and the entire quiet Vajra Temple began to boil like boiling water. All kinds of roaring sounds came and went, causing great panic in people's hearts.

Wen Lianggong didn't seem to hear anything, and just looked at Long Yuan who was pressed down heavily. There was a gap as big as a grain of rice on the sword edge where it collided with the monk in cassock.

There was also a big gap in the opponent's Jie Dao, but the Jie Dao was like flesh and blood, rapidly multiplying at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just one or two breaths, the gap was completely restored to its original state.

Wen Lianggong didn't hesitate at all. He took advantage of the gap between the weapons of the two sides and stepped on the ground. Taking advantage of the momentum, the intention of forming a mountain spread out. A heavy feeling like a mountain suddenly emerged from his body.

He only felt that there seemed to be an endless source of surging power rising from the earth and constantly pouring into his body.

Although it is an illusion, when this kind of intention is combined with the mountains, rivers and earth, the power that bursts out is absolutely amazing.

"Open the mountain!"

A voice as muffled as thunder came out of Wen Lianggong's mouth, and he used his shoulder as a front to slam into the cassocked monk.

The cassocked monk, who was more than two and a half meters tall, didn't even have time to react before he was hit hard by the terrifying force at such a close range.

The whole person flew backwards with a bang, knocking down several houses one after another, before finally stopping his castration and being buried in the rubble.

Seeing the fine cracks appearing on the sword, the Long Yuan sword whined for a while, and then completely disappeared. Wen Lianggong finally understood that with the collision just now, the life of this Long Yuan sword had really come to an end.

Wen Lianggong was a little helpless, but also somewhat expected.

Although Longyuan Sword has been cultivated for countless years in the center of the eyebrows in the state of the iron tree heart statue, it can only be regarded as ordinary iron in essence. Moreover, the erosion of time is always silent. After so many years, it will finally It's time to reach old age.

Wen Lianggong let out a long breath. If the Long Yuan Sword experienced another collision like the one just now, it would probably break into pieces.

Just now, he exerted his strength with the mountain movement and hit it with all his strength. It felt as if he was hitting a piece of alloy steel, which caused some pain in his shoulders.

(End of this chapter)