fairy flame

"Silver witch ()! Stop bluffing people here! Although the power of thunder and lightning in the 'Thunder Pot' can restrain me, other magic powers are also not allowed to appear in the power of heaven, but I can't do anything like you The monk wants to see how much thunder energy you have stored in this 'thunder pot', can you trap the poor monk to death in it, otherwise, as soon as the poor monk has a chance to leave, he will immediately expose your inhumane and ugly deeds to the public. You are only a cultivator You have violated the taboo of cultivating immortals by the law of magic, and then you will wait for your colleagues from the six major sects to bring you to justice!"

Right now, there was a voice like a grand bell and a big lu coming out of the golden light, and a phantom of a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged suddenly appeared in the golden light. (Just find the material of the novel)〖59 Learning〗

The one who sneered back just now is that every sentence of this golden Buddha seems to have the aura of Buddhist Purdue, so that Yan Lingsu, who is far away, can't help but feel a sense of harmony spontaneously, and at the same time, the fear of turning over the thunder pot subsides. Not a lot, but when the voice fell, the golden Buddha's big glazed eyes suddenly opened, showing a fierce look, and stared at the woman in the red light ().

"Hey! Since the defeat of Hezhou, the alliance of six factions has existed in name only, and now it is even more infighting. You think that you, a person from outside the state, can convince others! Tell you the truth, which monk in our Mengzhou Didn't your hands come here with blood on your hands? Only an ignorant person like you would give up your life for an irrelevant matter!"

Upon hearing what the scar-faced monk said, the ancestor Yinmiao on the other end laughed instead of anger.

I saw a piece of red clouds rushing towards it, hovering in the sky of Leiyun for a moment, and at the same time, Master Yinmiao, who was inside, stared at the golden Buddha and laughed mockingly.

But obviously, what Monk Lingpu said just now is not completely unbelievable. Although Yin Miao's strength is much stronger than him, but he is weak in escapism, and the speed behind him is slightly slower than that of Liulijin. Right now, we can only trap Monk Lingpu first. . []

And that snow-white thundercloud that was as big as an acre seemed to have the effect of isolating the spiritual power of different species. Master Yin Miao was treated so unceremoniously by a foundation cultivator, and at this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention of rushing to do it.

"Really! The previous alliance of the six factions might not have revealed their shortcomings, but now the various factions in Mengzhou are trying their best to curry favor with us in the cultivation world of Lanzhou. You think you can cover the sky with one hand! Even if the poor monk alone can't talk about the six factions Alliance, but this time you killed the three brothers and monks of our 'Fanjing Mountain', if you report this matter to the master to kill you, it will be a matter of time."

Scarface Monk was prepared for the worst, and he was not stupid at all to understand what made Master Yinmiao the most scruples.

Sure enough, when she heard this, even though the white-robed woman was extremely confident in her cultivation, she unknowingly looked ugly in front of a Buddhist master like 'Fanjing Mountain' in Lanzhou.

"No matter how powerful your 'Fanjing Mountain' is, you will still be bound by the iron rules of the seven states set by the 'Jueding Xiancheng'. Buddhist cultivators in the relic realm cannot appear at once. Too many holy monks from other states cannot be killed at will. What is there to be afraid of killing an ordinary alchemy cultivator, my ancestor! Since you want to die, it seems that there is no need to talk nonsense with you. You really think that I have kept the power of thunder in the "thunder pot" after more than ten years of retreat. Is the strength not enough to keep you? Now my master is here to watch you pass away with wide eyes, but you can rest assured that this palace will personally take action to make you completely wiped out ()."

Master Yin Miao's face changed several times, but the dignified look became much less serious, and he faintly remembered something and suddenly said calmly.

This time, the cultivator in the golden twilight didn't know whether it was a rare thing to pay attention to or he didn't respond in order to preserve his vitality.

At this moment, neither of them obviously noticed that there was a pair of beautiful eyes watching every move of the sky under a forest tens of feet away from them. When they saw that the atmosphere in the sky had calmed down, the black and shiny eyes in the eyes looked away. Looking at the sky, he took it back with a hint of worry, and then the breath in the dense forest became completely silent. [Just find the material of the novel]

Now this situation is just for Luo Yu to delay the formation time, if Yin Miao is not in a hurry to kill the scar-faced monk Yan Lingsu, there is no need to startle the snake, but she is inevitably worried that if the monk Lingpu persists like this, his life may really be lost. I don't know why at this time, I fell down next to the scar-faced monk with a confused face, and my whole body was covered by a thick layer of golden Buddha's light. I don't know if he was injured and fainted or there was another reason.

Hesitating and hesitating in his heart, Yan Lingsu pondered for a while, then decided that once Monk Lingpu showed signs of being helpless, she must come to the rescue, even if Luo Yu hadn't finished setting up the formation yet.

In the purple forest more than ten miles away from this medicine valley, the emerald green flags hovering above Luo Yu's head have lost as much as half of those that he has arranged in the formation he found, and there are still some Luo Yu left. I believe it won't take long.

In the process of looking for a favorable eye, Luo Yu took out a small yellow plate from his arms from time to time, stared at it for a while, and then carefully put it away after finding nothing unusual.

Not only that, Yan Lingsu is also always paying attention to the movement of Yu Luopan. Once Luo Yu sends back the news that the formation is completed, she can take action at any time to rescue the scar-faced monk and Laner ().

The more it came to such a critical moment, Luo Yu was more calm and did things without any sloppy.

The time for half a stick of incense hastily passed under the anxious mentality of both sides, trapped in the thundercloud golden light stalemate, and now there is finally a slight change It spread quickly and gradually, and the entire mask that was originally motionless began to ripple amidst the continuous muffled sound.

When Lei Yunzhi's master Yin Miao saw this scene, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, but he seemed to know that it would take a while, and he coldly withdrew his gaze.

But at this moment, the woman in white robe seemed to see something out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly her expression changed drastically, and she stood up from the big red cauldron in shock.

At this time, although the golden mask fluctuated and obviously couldn't last long, the face of the Lingpu monk inside showed a strange look.

I don't know when the golden glass-like luster of his body was gradually dyed a layer of blood red. At the same time, one of the palms of the monk Lingpu slowly stretched out and rested on the forehead of the unconscious Lan'er, under the whole arm under the sound of "嗤啦". Unexpectedly, a layer of blood-gold flames surged and poured into the woman's body continuously.

At first glance, the scar-faced monk seemed to be healing Lan'er, but when a mighty and pure breath radiated out uncontrollably, the two-color spiritual light on one side of the scar-faced monk rose, and the other side's face turned pale uncontrollably. It seems that casting this blood-gold flame will greatly damage the original source!

"Crying blood reincarnation technique! Are you trying to find death? This is the Buddhist method of annihilation, which is wrong! You are going to destroy the soul-condensing demon seed. If you dare to touch the bones in her body, I want you to die without a burial place!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the white-robed woman seemed to remember something that frightened her, so she opened her mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood into the huge silver-white tank in mid-air, regardless of the cost!

The power contained in the essence and blood of monks in the alchemy stage cannot be underestimated. I saw that the essence of blood turned into a cloud of blood and wrapped the thunder pot imperviously. The latter immediately made a more violent sound of thunder. Converging with the power of countless thunder and lightning, all the thunder arcs under the rush were compressed into a thunder column about the thickness of an arm, and it roared down, hitting the position where the golden mask in the thunder cloud was ().

The white-robed woman hadn't seen the origin of the blood-gold flames just now, but she felt the impact of the pure Buddha's energy on Lan'er's soul-condensing demon-seed, which immediately reminded her of some rumors.

It's just that she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, even she had almost forgotten this unpopular to extinct Buddhist secret technique, because the price of the weeping blood reincarnation technique was life for life!

At this moment, the scar-faced monk was obviously more aware of what he was doing. When he saw the thunderbolt beam approaching menacingly, he gritted his teeth and then shook his sleeve robe in the direction of the beam.

A yellow light about the size of a thumb shot out a golden shield. The yellow light exploded and turned into a mysterious yellow shield composed of countless Brahmans. It directly faced the thunder and thunder. The two touched each other like lightning. There was an earth-shattering roar, but in the end it failed to break the yellow shield and the power dissipated.

However, the scar-faced monk below who was hit by this blow spat out a mouthful of blood on his back, and his face immediately looked listless after being injured. The Huang Dun who withstood the opponent's blow was not much better, and whimpered and turned back to the size of a thumb. The yellow light fell into the arms of the scar-faced monk.

I saw that the size and shape of this treasure are very similar to a finger, but there were several fine cracks in the finger just now, but it still exudes an extremely pure Buddhist breath.

"Mantra relics! It seems that you are determined to fight Ben Gong to death! Ben Gong wants to see how many times your mantra relics can last!"

Seeing that she couldn't get it, the white-robed woman was furious, and she didn't leave any leeway to turn over the thunder pot. At this time, there were still two-thirds of the blood glow left, but all of it was intertwined with the thunder light that spewed out from the mouth of the pot. Amidst the endless thunderous sound, two thicker thunder pillars formed, apparently about to destroy the scar-faced monk with one blow.

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