Longevity

[[Chapter 1413 Shot (one more)

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's cry filled the world.

All the people in the sky were in a state of confusion.

The sound of the Buddha's name seemed to change the movement of the heaven and the earth, making them bewildered and completely lost all sense.

I have neither a sense of direction nor a sense of myself, as if the soul has left the body, and I don't know where the body is.

They fell down involuntarily.

When the first person was about to fall to the ground, another Buddha's chant sounded: "A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha!"

As soon as the Buddha's horn sounded, the world immediately restored order.

Their out-of-control bodies and stellar energy returned to their own control, and their falling bodies suddenly slowed down.

In the most critical moment, from heavy to light, avoid falling directly to half-death.

A dragon chant sounded again.

Everyone looked up.

The huge figure of Jiaolong appeared in the eyes of everyone. It fell from the dark clouds, fell straight down, and bumped into several masters on the way.

As soon as these masters touched Jiaolong's body, they immediately flew over ten zhang away as if hit by a heavy hammer, spraying **** arrows in the air, their bodies suddenly became limp, and they were about to fall straight down.

The people next to them moved one after another, meeting them in the air, some collided with their palms, and some collided with their sword tips.

Their limp bodies regained their strength and became light again, and their falling speed slowed down greatly.

This is the mystery of the formation.

The formation is used to maintain the strength as a whole, even if injured, it will be weakened by the power of the formation to speed up recovery.

"Bang!" The world seemed to tremble.

The dragon fell firmly to the ground, and immediately sank into the ground, only the top of it was exposed.

The hard stone ground is as soft as tofu under its body.

It twisted violently and soared up again.

People had already reacted and drew their swords one after another.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Amidst the dense chirping sound, it twisted again. Wherever it passed, people flew out one after another, spraying **** arrows in the air.

This is Jiaolong's anger, the strength of twisting his body is naturally different from the previous laziness, just one collision, anyone who collides will be seriously injured.

People are attacking its head one after another.

This flood dragon has lost its snake appearance, its head has undergone a change, and it is no longer like a snake.

Its skull is square, its eyes are like lanterns, its mouth is wide and slender, and its beard is slender. These are all different from snakes, but the biggest difference is the horns on the top of its head.

At first glance, it looks like sika deer-like horns, but it has a metallic texture and strange patterns that sika deer antlers do not have.

Even though the dark clouds shrouded it and cut off the sunlight, people could still see the silver light flashing from its two horns.

The most frightening thing about it is its eyes. The lantern-like eyes are radiant with cold light. When people touch their eyes, their bodies will stiffen and their breathing will stagnate.

This is derived from the suppression between species, hidden within the blood, and cannot be overcome.

After being caught by its gaze, people's bodies stiffen and their breath stagnates, and more importantly, their spirits are suppressed.

People had the urge to worship and kneel down one after another, the original fighting spirit dissipated, and they felt ashamed, as if disrespecting it was a sin.

"Amitabha!" Fakong's Buddha's horn sounded again.

The people's spirits were immediately revived, the fragility in their bones dissipated, and the suppression of Jiaolong was dissipated by this Buddha's name.

Fakong's voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Let's attack together."

Everyone flew up one after another, interspersed in the air, like countless swallows flying around a place.

Seemingly chaotic and incomparably chaotic, they did not collide with each other. Chaotic but orderly, it was the last move of their formation.

"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande clasped his palms together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then lightly punched Jiaolong's body with his right fist.

The right fist was unremarkable when he swung it, there was nothing unusual about it, and it didn't exude an amazing momentum.

When hitting the dragon's scales, golden light suddenly shot out, as if turning into a golden lotus and entering the dragon's scales.

After this golden lotus penetrated into the dragon's scales, it suddenly released a golden light, which directly penetrated the dragon, causing the whole body of the dragon to emit golden light.

A long dragon chant sounded.

Everyone felt dizzy, their blood was shaking, and the world in front of them seemed to be shaking.

But they knew that this dragon chant was far less powerful than before, so they widened their eyes full of hope.

The Jiaolong turned into a golden light, and quickly burrowed back into Zhenlong Yuan, disappearing without a trace.

After everyone was startled, they were ecstatic.

This is Jiaolong dived into the abyss again, and dared not come out again, obviously he was severely injured by them.

The fist of Yuande Divine Monk gathered the power of everyone, and condensed the power of everyone into one punch through the formation.

Ordinary people can't bear such a huge force, and they may have been exploded before they can gather all the power.

Dajinlian Divine Fist is worthy of being the temple-suppressing magical skill of Damiaolian Temple. It is mysterious and unpredictable, but it is the supreme magic method of combined strikes.

Monk Yuande possessed Su Hui and was extremely gifted. It can be said that he was blessed by nature. He had already practiced the Great Golden Lotus Fist to a very advanced level.

After a few sparring sessions with Fakong, under the advice of Fakong, the Dajinlian Shenquan has become more refined by two levels.

Only in this way can they withstand the combined force of everyone and condense them into one punch.

"We won!"

"Haha..., victory!"

"This dragon is nothing more than that!" Someone laughed a few times, squinting at Zhenlongyuan triumphantly.

These words drew strange looks from everyone.

How dare you say that, really...

I and others are the top group of masters in the world, gathering the most powerful forces of the three dynasties.

Even so, without Fakong Shenshen's several shots at critical moments, they would still be defeated in a mess.

Without Fakong Divine Monk to take action, they had already been injured by Long Yin before, and they even lost the strength to do it.

The rest are all empty.

This is the power of Jiaolong, a power that makes people despair.

After that, the Fakong divine monk took action to force the dragon down from the sky, otherwise it would have escaped long ago and was at ease.

Who can catch it at that time, and how can I get it?

No matter how good your qinggong is, you can't catch up with Jiaolong.

So speaking of it all, they couldn't force the dragon back with their own strength, and nine out of ten the credit for the victory would fall on Fakong divine monk.

In such a situation, there are still people who dare to say that Jiaolong is nothing more than that, and they really don't know what to say.

"Amitabha-!" Monk Yuande proclaimed the Buddha's name, and bowed to everyone in Shichao: "All benefactors, the important town of Jiaolong has immeasurable merit!"

"Amitabha!"

Everyone returned the gift together ~www.readwn.com~ The eldest prince Hu Houqing laughed loudly: "Everyone, if this matter is completed, we can be said to have immeasurable merit to all living beings in the world."

Everyone suddenly smiled.

Hu Houqing raised his voice: "Fakong divine monk! Divine monk!"

But everyone didn't see Fakong's figure, as if he had never appeared before.

Hu Houqing shook his head: "The monk is really indifferent to fame and wealth."

What an honor it is to show up at this time, and everyone's gratitude and admiration to him have climbed to the extreme.

But Fakong divine monk just didn't show up, and if he didn't enjoy this moment of glory, he really looked down on fame and fortune.

Fakong was standing in Zhenlongyuan at this time, casting the Rejuvenation Curse and Purifying Heart Curse to help Jiaolong recover from his injuries and comfort him. >Remember the URL of this site, www. biquxu. Com, convenient for reading next time, or enter "" in Baidu to enter this site