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But right now, the demon pestle is still in Wu Ming's hands, no matter what, this demon pestle can not be lost, in the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple for thousands of years, there are only ten top Buddha treasures in total, the Qingsong Ancient Buddha can get one of them is already very lucky, if the Buddha treasure is lost, not only can he not get over the face, but also the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple can not be explained.

At this time, Wu Ming had already pulled out the demon pestle from the demon scale arm.

The wound on his demon scale arm still had the Buddha power on the demon pestle, so it healed relatively slowly, otherwise, Wu Ming's Chaos Heavenly Demon Overlord Body could fully recover in the shortest possible time.

Right now, the power of chaos is clearing the Buddha power from the wound, although it is also very fast, but in a short period of time, the demon scale arm still cannot recover.

Grabbing the demon pestle in his right hand and feeling the Mahayana Buddhism contained in it, Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, it's not bad, this Buddha treasure is indeed rare, hehehe, the Buddha power contained in it is only comparable to the cultivation of the Faming Arhat. It's good, but it's of no use to me, so I'll take these Buddha powers. ”

Making up his mind in his heart, Wu Ming directly operated the Killing God and Demon Skill, and actually began to absorb the Buddha power in the Demon Suppression Pestle.

There is a soul induction between the ancient Buddha of the green pine and the demon pestle.

The Buddha power in the demon pestle is rapidly draining, and the ancient Buddha of Qingsong can feel it completely.

The face of the ancient Buddha of the green pine changed again and again.

"Stop, Wu Ming Xiao'er, what are you doing?"

The Qingsong Ancient Buddha shouted to Wu Ming anxiously.

Where does Wu Ming care what the Qingsong Ancient Buddha is shouting, what he looks good at, how can there be a reason to miss it.

As for the beads on the top of the head.

If it is an ordinary Demon Dao cultivator, under the stars of the Buddha beads, the demonic power will be suppressed to a great extent, and even the power of the Buddha's light can dispel the demonic skill, so even if the Qingsong Ancient Buddha does not make a move, the demonic path cultivator trapped in it will also be dispersed with a demon element, become an ordinary person, or become a wasted person.

But Wu Ming is different, the Buddha's light is useless to him, the so-called stars are full of stars, and it looks very majestic, but in fact, it has no effect at all.

Wu Ming simply bathed in the light of the Buddha, and absorbed the profound Buddha power in the Demon Pestle by himself, so as to continue to improve his cultivation and replenish the Demon Yuan to the Demon Baby.

Qingsong Buddha didn't dare to delay, he could sense the speed of the loss of Buddha power in the demon pestle, and if it went on like this, it wouldn't take long for the demon pestle to become a piece of scrap iron.

So, the green pine Buddha hurriedly waved his sleeves.

A golden light shot directly into the beads in the air.

Looking at the string of Buddha beads, the golden light was even more intense, and in an instant, a string of Buddha beads was scattered, and one hundred and eight Buddha beads formed a ring and fell, and Wu Ming was in the center of this ring.

Not only that, but the one hundred and eight Buddha beads turned into one hundred and eight mini little monks, and these one hundred and eight mini little monks closed their eyes slightly, meditated cross-legged, and their bodies were covered with golden light towards Wu Ming in the middle.

"Moo Mi Mi Mi ......!"

The sound of a cow mooing sounded, and one hundred and eight little monks actually recited Buddhist scriptures.

He Jingyun, who was not far away, looked solemn when he saw this.

"Hiss...... could this be the Tiangang Spell of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

"Although the Tiangang Descending Spell is just a Buddhist Dao inscription, it is not aggressive to normal people, but also has the effect of refreshing Ning Yuan, but it is a very strong killing move for the Demon Dao.

"Well...... that's right, it's the Tiangang Spell."

"It's really strange, Wu Ming's cultivation is obviously a demonic skill, how can it seem that it is not affected at all?"

"Wu Ming is not only a troll, but also a weirdo, hey, in fact, I think that he should not only be ranked at the top of the demon list, but also his own position at the top of the list of strange people."

"Okay, don't say more, why hasn't Lord Wei arrived yet, and there is no news from the prince's side, how can this be good, how can I control this situation?" He Jingyun looked around from time to time, but he didn't see anyone from the Shenwu Empire coming, the situation in front of him was getting more and more intense, and he couldn't control what state it would develop to.

The Tiangang Trap Mantra is a top-level inscription mantra in the Buddhist path.

Wu Ming's Chaos Heavenly Demon Overlord Body is no longer afraid of the restraint of the Buddha's Dao, but this kind of inscription spell is mainly aimed at Wu Ming's demon soul, and from the perspective of the demon soul, Wu Ming is not enough to completely resist the restraint of the Buddhist Dao inscription spell.

Therefore, the moment the Tiangang Descending Spell sounded, Wu Ming also felt a little dizzy in his head, and when he heard that kind of sound, ordinary people would feel very peaceful, and impetuous people would calm down, but Wu Ming was surprisingly bored.

Wu Ming was reluctant to give up absorbing the Buddha power in the demon pestle, so he recited the heart-clearing mantra several times in his heart, but the effect was not obvious.

The Qingxin Mantra was taught to him by the generals at the beginning, and the role is to concentrate the spirit, the generals are masters of refining weapons, and what they need most when refining treasures is to concentrate their minds, Wu Ming has also received the benefits of the Qingxin Mantra many times, but this time, obviously, the Qingxin Mantra is much worse than the Tiangang Descending Spell.

As a result, time was delayed for a while, and a third of the Buddha power in the demon pestle had already passed.

Wu Ming was upset by the Tiangang Spell, but he was determined, and he held on for a while, and the Buddha power in the Demon Suppression Pestle was lost by one-third, and now the Demon Suppression Pestle has only left the original three percent of the Buddha power, and even the inscription on it is dim.

If he pushes it any further, Wu Ming's soul power is very likely to be injured, in this situation, Wu Ming must avoid being injured, and he doesn't know if he will continue to fight for a while, he must maintain his peak state as much as possible.

So, Wu Ming hurried to the demon pestle.

Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar of rage.

"Ah......, I'll give ...... Break! ”

A broken word shouted, Wu Ming's Xuantian Great Demon Wings stretched out, and the Demon Yuan of the sequel around him instantly burst in all directions, and at the same time, Wu Ming struggled to throw out the Demon Descending Pestle and went straight to the Qingsong Ancient Buddha on the opposite side.

You want it, and give it back to you.

Sou!

Although the current demon pestle is still golden, but there is a thick layer of magic yuan wrapped outside, the demon pestle turned into an afterimage, and went straight to the Qingsong Ancient Buddha, during which it just hit a little monk who was still chattering and chanting spells.

Rumble!

With a bang, a little monk was directly shattered by the demon pestle and turned into powder.

One hundred and eight little monks were transformed by one hundred and eight Buddha beads, one of them was destroyed, and the whole string of Buddha beads would naturally break, and in an instant, the other little monks changed back to their original Buddha bead shape, and the chanting naturally stopped.

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