Ling tripod

The man next to the white-faced monk was carrying a purple-patterned long stick and was tall. He was holding a compass in his hand at the moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and finally said: "This is it!"

"Okay, let's go there quickly. Record the coordinates and it will be on the seal-engraved map!"

The white-faced monk immediately spoke.

They are emissaries sent by the fairy world to explore the starry sky. Their mission is to explore unexplored places in the starry sky, then record the relevant information and burn the coordinates on the map.

"Slow down, Kong Ming. We have never been here before. It is too dangerous to enter rashly. Before we came here, Lord Buddha warned us that many messengers from the fairy world have disappeared recently, but none of them have been found. This thing is too weird, or It’s better to be careful!”

The strong monk put away the compass in his hand and spoke.

"Most of those missing people explored unknown areas and got lost in it and couldn't find their way back, or they were besieged and killed by some starry beasts. This time, with the Buddha's Light Compass in hand, we will never get lost, and you and I will never get lost this time. Both of them are here with such a lineup, so there is no need to worry about some starry beasts!”

The white-faced monk spoke.

The strong monk pondered for a moment and said, "That's fine, let's dig in slowly!"

After finishing his words, he waved his hand and led everyone into the rubble and mist area.

As soon as everyone entered this area, the surrounding clouds began to shake. Then, the gravel in the entire gravel area was intertwined with each other, forming a large formation outside this area with a radius of tens of thousands of feet. A group of Buddhist cultivators who had just entered this area were directly trapped inside.

The faces of the white-faced monk and the strong monk both changed. At this moment, sinister smiles came from all around:

"Finally took the bait!"

"It seems that today's harvest is not small!"

"It's a pity that they are a bunch of bald donkeys and there are not even two female nuns!"

…

I saw more than 200 cultivators walking out from behind countless rubbles all around.

None of these two to three hundred cultivators have breaths below the Wanxiang stage.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me from sending an envoy from the Immortal Realm!"

The white-faced monk Kong Ming looked gloomy and cold at the moment and spoke immediately.

On his side, there are only forty-two cultivators, all of whom are at the Vientiane stage. However, the opponent has almost five times as many people as his side, and their combat power is also at the Vientiane stage. At this time, the situation is extremely dangerous.

The face of the sturdy monk Kong Han also turned ugly.

"Who are they? We are the people of the race that you exterminated back then. Today, we are the people of your fairyland who are stopping us!"

At this moment, a cold snort came from behind those ancient cultivators.

Immediately, a two-headed monster was seen walking out from behind the crowd. This two-headed monster had one head of a man and the other head of a woman.

It was the man's head that spoke at this moment.

"Twin people!"

Kong Ming's eyes changed instantly.

The Twin Clan was also a large clan in ancient times. The people of this clan are naturally hermaphroditic and reproduce the next generation by themselves. Their fighting power is also the combination of the two of them, making them very tyrannical.

The most important thing is that at this moment, the twin tribesmen in front of them have reached the early stage of hearing the Tao.

"Husband, why are you talking so much? There are mainly three or two of these people left, and the rest will be killed directly. We haven't tasted the blood of immortal cultivators for a long time!"

At this moment, the other female head of the twin cultivator spoke.

"Okay, let's not take action now and let these juniors compete with the immortal world!"

Another man's head spoke.

After the words fell, he waved his hand suddenly.

With this wave of the hand, more than two hundred ancient cultivators around them flashed with bloodthirsty eyes, and their respective treasures and magical powers came directly towards Kong Ming, Kong Han and the other forty-two people.

"Kong Ming, form your own formations!"

Kong Han suddenly pulled out the long purple-striped stick from his back and shouted loudly.

"good!"

Kongming took out the gourd from his waist. The stopper of the gourd flew up, and then a piece of golden light roared out from it.

If Chu Yan were here at this moment, he would be very familiar with this golden light. This is the power of Buddhist vows.

As the holy son of Yuanling Temple, Kong Ming is very powerful in the practice of wishing power. Under his leadership, all twenty practitioners of Yuanling Temple took out the wishing power gourd from their waists, and the wishing power flew out crazily.

Twenty-one people held Buddha beads and recited Buddhist sutras at the same time. Their aspiration energy gathered together and boundless golden light emitted. In the sky, a huge golden shadow of the Buddha was condensed!

On the other side, Kong Ming, as the holy son of Vajra Temple, showed his powerful physical cultivation at this moment.

In ancient times, the Dragon Clan and the Li Clan were the most powerful in cultivation because they were born with strong bloodlines. However, the Buddhist cultivation in the Vajra Temple was different. They cultivated their bodies entirely through tempering their bodies. Often the physical strength of Vajra Temple cultivators is two small stages higher than their own cultivation level.

After Kong Ming drank explosively, his shirt tore directly, and he transformed into a giant man two feet tall with bulging muscles all over his body.

There is a golden Buddhist scripture written on the shirtless upper body!

At the same time, the other twenty cultivators from the Vajra Temple also exerted their strength at the same time, each turning into a two-foot-long giant. Then twenty-one Arhats stood together and turned into a large formation ten feet high. Each one had a long hand in his hand. The stick beacon dances.

It was said to be slow, but in just a breath, the two hundred cultivators from the ancient relics had already been killed.

But at this moment, the Vow Power Buddha Formation in Yuanling Temple and the Vajra Arhat Formation in Kongang Temple have taken shape. Under the large formation, their combat power is comparable to that of two early cultivators who have heard the Tao, which is very terrifying.

Being surrounded by more than 200 ancient relic cultivators, they were unable to seriously injure many Buddhist cultivators for a while, and many people were injured.

However, the number of ancient relic cultivators was five times that of the Buddhist cultivators, and Kongming and Konghan became paler and paler.

"A bunch of trash, and I have to take action myself!"

The twin cultivator shouted coldly, and immediately gathered his hands together to form a seal.

The left half of this twin cultivator had a male figure, and the other half had female features. At this moment, he looked very deliberate when forming a seal.

Then, a hot masculine aura emerged on his left hand, and a gloomy and mysterious aura emerged on his right hand.

Then, the two auras suddenly gathered and turned into a palm print.

A palm print surrounded by yin and yang auras appeared directly.

Kongming and Konghan's faces changed drastically. This aura was comparable to the full-strength attack of a peak cultivator in the early stage of hearing the Tao. At this moment, everyone was delayed by more than 200 relic cultivators. How could they resist!

"All of you, die!"

The twin cultivator's eyes flashed with madness, and he was about to make a palm print. At this moment, a loud shout came:

"All of you, get out of the way~"

"Boom!"

Everyone only felt that something suddenly hit the formation set up by the survivors outside the misty gravel area...

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