Chapter 300 Six-Character Da Ming Curse Sword

The defense line was breached, but the monk who was supposed to be wrapped in the sword ball disappeared, Wang Zongchao knew that this was another "Please God**" shielding qi machine, coming and going elusively. Where is the fastest update of the novel?Please look for Aishang Novel Network biquge.info but even so, the monk still paid the price, and at the moment when the sword ball was destroyed, the most powerful golden sword shattered and disappeared. At this point, there were only ninety-seven golden swords left of the Hundred Swords Guanyin.

However, the master made a move, every second counted, and only took advantage of the opponent's momentary judgment error, and the monk who retreated to the back of the sword ball a zhang away had already breathed a sigh of relief and snatched back a moment of room for turning.

At this time, the hundred-armed Guanyin and the hundred arms behind the monk were all empty-handed, but they either pinched the mudra or drew the sword. The golden sword that seems to be chaotic and flying everywhere in the air is pulled by an invisible force, and immediately there are six swords merged into one, forming a six-petal lotus shape, the original golden sword body is a change, each differentiated into white, green, yellow, blue, red, black, six colors, six sword blades rotate like a plate, look at it like a six-colored lotus, corona halo, more like the auspicious light of the Buddha's top, floating and looming.

The sword wheel rotated very quickly, and he came towards Wang Zongchao with a mask, but he didn't hear the slightest sound of breaking the sky, let alone any sharp sword qi killing intent, and it was difficult to tell the truth.

Wang Zongchao knew that he still had the upper hand, and his domineering and majestic momentum overpowered the monks, so he should take advantage of this momentum to chase after the victory, and immediately swung his sword to meet the sword wheel, the blade swept the wind and thunder, the ice and fire swirled, with the murderous aura of devouring the sky and the earth, he deliberately broke the six swords and completely crushed and devoured them.

The swords struck each other, but unexpectedly there was no loud bang. Instead, it suddenly sounded like a morning bell and a dusk drum, which was thought-provoking and made Wang Zongchao's battle intent disappear.

Six sword clashes in a row, each time a completely different tone is heard, like the six tones of "Om Mani Horn Mi Yin", each syllable seems to have its own wonderful use, which can make people clear their minds, dispel a qiē without delusional troubles, and remove karma. After the six syllables were issued, the six swords also disappeared, but the rich blood color on the "Ten Thousand Armies" divine knife also decreased a lot, representing that Wang Zongchao's battle spirit had fallen to a low point, and the tragic and majestic momentum of sweeping thousands of armies and bloody battles dissipated, but showed a peaceful atmosphere of a Buddhist resort.

Wang Zongchao's heart was as solid as a rock, and his fighting spirit was only slightly weakened, and then he regained his enthusiasm, but immediately after, six more swords formed a sword wheel and shrouded him, and the sword momentum was endless, and he could not dodge......

"Oh, Guanyin Bodhisattva's six-character Daming mantra sword, this spell sword is out, and the victory is in sight" Lao Dao watched from the sidelines, and he didn't feel that he was smiling. In addition to compiling and reading the Taoist collection, he also knew all the scriptures of Buddhism, Confucianism, Christianity, etc., and naturally understood that the six-character mantra was extremely rich in connotation and infinite mysteries, that is, the subtle mind of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, and used the six wisdoms corresponding to the six colors of white, green, yellow, blue, red, and black to deal with the different afflictions of sentient beings in the six realms: arrogance, jealousy, greed, foolishness, miserliness, and ignorance, just like the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas coming to the empowerment.

"This son is extremely powerful, and his momentum is even more majestic and invincible, like a peerless god general who is rare in the ages, and even above Shi Dakai, it is no wonder that he can ask God for his self-mastery achievements...... It's just that this kind of practice is practiced with strength, and it all depends on one's own heart and life, and it will be difficult for the state of mind to be flawless, and it will not be able to resist the six-character mantra if you want to......"

Lao Dao planned the battle situation in his heart, but gradually showed his shocked face, only to see that Wang Zongchao had connected more than ten rounds of six-character Daming spell swords, although the battle armor and broadsword on his body were getting lighter and lighter, but gradually transformed into pure as a mirror, transparent as a glass crystal-like texture, although the majestic and tragic aura that swept the battlefield dissipated, but the murderous aura was especially there, and became pure as water, cold as ice. Just like the ruthless killing intent of the sword without the slightest vitality, it can still make people aware of extreme danger, but there is absolutely no bloodthirsty, madness, tragedy and the like.

"Ah...... The momentum of the killing intent is also one cold and one hot, one is closed and one is released, there is clarity and ignorance, and it is mellow, even if it is not 'please God**' authentic, it is by no means simple" The battle situation in front of him made Lao Dao have to re-evaluate Wang Zongchao's strength again.

"This battle has benefited a lot, which shows that 'please God**' has a unique means of purifying seven emotions and six desires and miscellaneous thoughts...... "Wang Zongchao connected the six-character Daming curse sword with a group of sixteen swords and six swords, and every syllable in the back could only make his mood ripple slightly, and then calmed down, and his influence became weaker and weaker. After each set of sword wheels, the six swords will automatically disappear, and the swords that the monk is wielding less and less in front of him will become less and less.

"There's only one last sword left, ahhh......h

After the sixteen groups of six-character Daming mantra swords were issued, the hundred-armed Guanyin behind the monk was still compassionate, but the hundred hands were empty, but the fifty pairs of empty hands were relatively closed, and then the hundred-armed Guanyin statue faded and became ethereal and unreal.

I don't know when the last sword has stood majestically in the air, but it has become so huge that it is inconceivably great, and the blade of the sword is more like a cliff that stands tall and majestic, crossing the heavens and the earth, and the majesty is incomparable, like an insurmountable dividing line in the void, even the most majestic and precipitous mountain in nature cannot be compared. What's even more terrifying is that this giant sword has no mercy at all, the blood light rises, the murderous aura is soaring, and there is a fierce and vicious aura that sweeps through thousands of armies and flows thousands of miles of blood.

Wang Zongchao bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately gave birth to the illusion that everything in heaven and earth had disappeared, leaving only the illusion of him and the giant sword, but the proof that he was overwhelmed by the impeccable sword momentum and his spirit fell into the upper hand. What shocked him even more was that the murderous power on this sword was not only something that the monk had never shown before, but it was also extremely familiar to him.

At this moment, the monk suddenly spoke: "Seed the cause of karma, and get the result of karma." This sword is mine, and it is also the sword of karma and obsession in the heart of the benefactor. There is a saying: 'Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground.' 'I wonder if the donor is willing to let it go?'

"Awesome" Wang Zongchao sighed sincerely, only then did he know that the six-character Daming curse sword is not only a blow to the enemy's spirit, but also a kind of borrowing force like a great shift and an immortal seal, Wang Zongchao's killing intent momentum against the enemy has been transferred to the last sword in a round of hard fighting, and after a lot of accumulation, the power has accumulated to an unprecedented height, even if Wang Zongchao himself is not able to hit with all his strength.

It can be seen from this that the mystery of the use of "please God**" is really no less than any advanced martial arts, just from the monks to show the shielding of the qi, the heart is 100 use, and the enemy's momentum is three, each of which is extremely amazing.

Seeing that Wang Zongchao was silent when he looked at the sword, the monk said again: "Killing is for protection, cutting karma is not cutting people, this sword is stored in the heart of the donor, hurting others and hurting yourself, if you are willing to put it down, you will disappear, and you will see that the five aggregates are empty, and there is no hindrance." ”

As he spoke, a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of the monk's mouth, obviously because Wang Zongchao's punch had injured his internal organs before, but his words were still cold and unangry.

"Under the master's high moves" Wang Zongchao only said one sentence, the words were firm and unwavering. At the same time, all the spirit, true qi, strength, and soul have been concentrated in the hand of the 'Ten Thousand Armies' magic knife, the knife from the mind, the mind from the knife, the mind is blended, the long knife is like me, there is no return.

The monk sighed and bowed his head to chant the Buddha. The giant sword then slashed down with the momentum of opening the world, like fast and slow, also before and after, the void seemed to be cut by a sword, along the trajectory of the giant sword, looming layers of Buddha realms, there is emptiness, no emptiness, quiet seeing, empty seeing, with one's own nature to achieve three thousand worlds, but the strength brought up by the sword body is surging forward with a kind of murderous nature, domineering and boundless, as if to completely squeeze and smash the air around Wang Zongchao, and even the action has become very difficult. Under one sword, heaven and earth are divided, one is thought of heaven and the other is thought of hell, giving Wang Zongchao a double threat of psychological and physical reason.

Please cultivate the gods, in the momentum competition, Wang Zongchao has already succumbed to the upper hand at this time, at this time he stood in place, gathered his strength, and became stronger and stronger, and the huge true qi was like a tsunami, like a hurricane, and it shrouded in all ten zhang around. The ground rolled like the surface of the sea in a storm, and countless rubbles slowly floated into the air, and then were squeezed and twisted into pieces in the dense true air layer.

After all, he is a reincarnation, and he has an unimaginable accumulation of martial artists in this world, whether it is physical training or qi training, it is far beyond ordinary innate masters. Even Zheng Zha, who has two types of *-level strength, has a big gap when he doesn't need to "explode" and "destroy miè". Therefore, all along, he actually only fought with three successful forces, but it was enough to overwhelm the monks, and at this time, the cultivation and momentum were at a disadvantage, and he could only turn the situation around with absolute strength.

Wang Zongchao knew that although the giant sword in front of him borrowed his killing intent momentum, it also almost condensed all the divine power momentum of the monk, it can be said that once it was shattered, the consequences were by no means as simple as the previous two or three golden swords were destroyed

But the two sides had no choice, although the monk said that Wang Zongchao could give up the war by himself, but giving up the war is equivalent to admitting defeat, which is very different from defeat. The two sides are fighting with momentum, and admitting defeat is actually equivalent to denying oneself and denying one's own way, and it must leave a psychological shadow, so it can only fight to the end

"Stop, two of you" At this time, the voice of the old Tao came with a cloud of mist, which was just between Wang Zongchao and the giant sword in the sky, which loomed in the thirty-three days of beautiful scenery, smallpox, Yu girl, fairy, god general, golden lamp, colorful glow, etc., and more fairy music fluttering, misty, like real and illusory, ever-changing, almost unfathomable. Immediately separated Wang Zongchao from the monks' battle qi.

The two also took the opportunity to stop, Wang Zongchao lifted the "Martial God Weapon", and the monk also took back the giant sword in the air, re-decomposed it into countless small swords, and returned to the hands of the hundred-armed Guanyin behind him, but there were still three hands empty, which happened to be the three swords destroyed by Wang Zongchao, and it is estimated that it will take a considerable period of time to recover. Subsequently, the Hundred Swords Guanyin also withdrew his heavenly spirit and disappeared.

The two sides stopped, and the old road immediately lifted the clouds that were tightly shrouded around the top of the mountain, and the stars and moon in the sky reappeared, sprinkled on the already devastated ground.

At this time, Lao Dao's face sank slightly, just because he saw that after Wang Zongchao lifted the "Martial God Battle Armor", there were no scars on his body, and Wang Zongchao had less than a hundred swords on his body during the fierce battle before, but none of them could hurt him, in comparison, Liankong, who had lost three golden swords, was already inferior.

"The master's cultivation is breathtaking, I have benefited a lot, there was a punch that affected the master before, if you can follow this mantra to practice, you will not leave a ...... of trouble" After stopping, Wang Zongchao bowed his hand to Liankong, and at the same time said a set of mantras for luck healing......

If there is no boxer to treat or get a unique way to treat wounds, the injury is easy to deteriorate or prolong, and Wang Zongchao calmly told the seven wounds boxing to heal the wounds.

The formula is unique but not profound, Liankong said luck, the colic pain in the internal organs was suddenly greatly reduced, and he immediately thanked Wang Zongchao.

Seeing that Wang Zongchao's tone was sincere and not pressing, Lao Dao's face also eased greatly, and he asked: "Xiaoyou, please cultivate the gods to be unique and profound, and the martial arts cultivation is even more unfathomable. ”

Then he added: "If it is a deep mountain retreat, today's talent has become a birth and other words, there is no need to say it again." I look at the little friend's 'please god**' to send the artistic conception, straight like the iron horse Jinge, sweeping thousands of armies, as if it is rare to meet the fighting spirit of the peerless generals, and it is better than the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom wing king Shi Dakai many years ago. Although martial arts can be practiced in the deep mountains, but this kind of invitation to the gods, but not into the world experience, in order to be the hero, the achievement of a career can not be as inconvenient as to see, please go back"

Lao Tao is worthy of being an expert in 'please God**', and his observation is extremely keen and pertinent. You must know that before Wang Zongchao entered the reincarnation space, his title was actually similar to important positions such as "800,000 Forbidden Army Leader", and later penetrated the thousand-year-old immortal Yang Zaixing, the peerless brave general Yang Zaixing in the magic spear "Lonely", and the unyielding boundless fighting spirit and martial spirit to death.

Wang Zongchao's strength is extremely strong, and Lao Dao already has the intention of trying to win him into the religion or forming an alliance with the guest king, but if Wang Zongchao still refuses to confess his origins, he is undoubtedly ill-intentioned, and no matter what, the cooperation will not be successful. However, Wang Zongchao's past experiences involve the main god space and the reincarnation world, and speaking out will not only lead to deduction of points, but may also be counterproductive.

Therefore, Wang Zongchao could only avoid the important and said indifferently: "I accepted an apprentice thirty years ago, named Chen Ho. ”

"Oh, the King of the Northeast...... Chen Dashuai, no wonder, no wonder" Hearing this, the old Taoist's eyes were full of essence, "I have already heard that Master Chen has set up a temple in his own mansion, in which the worshippers resemble Emperor Guan, but their faces are completely unbelievable, and the world is strange. Now that I think about it, the person to whom I am sacrificed is Your Excellency

Thirty years ago, it was rumored that someone had practiced to invite God and kill the ancestor of the Pavilion Soap Sect, but then he was nowhere to be found. …… It's been thirty years, and your face hasn't changed at all, and you don't cultivate your skin, could it be that your martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of heaven and man?"

"Little Friend" has become "Your Excellency", it can be seen that Wang Zongchao's status in the mind of Lao Dao has been improved by a simple sentence.