24 Flood Wilderness Qiankun Horn is an extinct artifact left over from ancient times, it is a collection of Flood Wilderness Daewoo, the aura of all living things in one, dense Taoism, the whole body is supernatural, absolutely rare magic weapon, just focus on reasonable development and utilization! If it is not well developed, it can be used as an ordinary talisman to ward off ghosts and exorcise evil spirits; If the development is thorough, it can make it hidden in the sun and moon, swallow mountains and rivers, and the law is boundless and magnificent! As the old saying goes: A corner of the world can contain the ten directions. That's what I'm talking about!

With the full cooperation of Zhao Huanghuang's Chiyan Spirit Body, his foundation was firmly established, and at this time, his face was already pale gold, and his expression was calm. He kept using his mind as a power to drive the true qi of his whole body to circulate to relieve the tremendous pressure brought by those lightning bolts to the little horns!

The two of them were trying to fight, and suddenly felt that their whole bodies sank, and they all took a half step back, as if they had ten thousand divine powers, and the invisible sense of oppression forced them to accelerate the consumption of their true qi, and Zhao Huanghuang's complexion turned from pale gold to sallow, and then from sallow to pale! The little horn on his head also whimpered like a flute. Directly above them, a ball of fire the size of a millstone was blazing, and the dazzling light was stronger than the sun ten times stronger! The huge energy generated by the combustion spread throughout the ancient temple, causing the animals that had been entrenched for a long time to flee in a hurry, and the tide of animals retreated from the periphery of the ancient temple in a surging manner, and the relatively weak ones were trampled under their feet and turned into piles of rotting mud and meat!

Crystal sweat erupted from the forehead of the Chiyan Spirit Body, and a large amount of incense mist also evaporated from the top of the head. This was an ominous omen, but she still didn't give up, and tried her best to tap her internal potential to ensure that Zhao Huanghuang's little horn would not be melted by the scorching heat!

The horn of the desolate Qiankun let out a piercing whistling sound, and then the golden horn turned red, and the roots began to shake, expanding outward little by little, and then expanding, the corner wall was stretched thin like a cicada's wings, and the transparent Dharma path veins were bent and opened like blood veins, which were clearly visible!

The Wang Dao next to her was a mortal, and she didn't know these strange Dharma knowledge, she felt that the air seemed to be suffocated, condensed, the temperature was immeasurably high, her body was drenched in sweat, and the bluestone under her feet had been wet! She looked at Zhao Huanghuang nervously, and then at the Chiyan spirit body, and found that the two of them looked tired and depressed. Although the two jade palms of the Chiyan Spirit Body were firmly closed, they were trembling non-stop, and between the white and flawless fingers, it was not sweat that flowed, but red blood steaming blood! Her face was as pale as snow, her lips were tightly pursed together, the edges of her lips were already chapped, and in the deep cracks, a precipitate of red blood could be seen!

Oh no, could it be that Zhao Huanghuang's little horn couldn't withstand the impact of the fireball's light wave and was about to burst......

Wang Dao was very anxious in her heart, but she didn't understand the Fa Dao at all, so she couldn't give them the slightest help! She was so anxious that she suddenly found that the entire ancient temple was smoking everywhere, only there was still a trace of shade in the main hall of the reclining Buddha, not only did not roast people's green smoke, but also a cool breeze blew out from the temple. The hall was a little far away from them, but the slightest refreshing coolness could still be felt.

She walked like a fly, and in a few clicks she jumped into the temple. But seeing that the reclining Buddha was still lying on the ground and sleeping, his expression was quiet and calm, without a trace of restraint and unease.

Wang Dao searched carefully in the hall several times, but he didn't find anything that could escape the heat and cool down, and modern things such as fans and air conditioners did not exist! She was rummaging around inside, touching here and there, always fantasizing about a miracle appearing quickly, sending her a rare magic weapon that could withstand the heat, she was going to save people, save her little lover, save her good sister!

But she searched there for a long time, but still found no clue. She raised her eyes to look outside the hall, and a round of larger fireballs slowly settled down from between the dome, with a huge volume and dazzling brilliance, all dozens of times that of the original sphere! The sky seemed to burn, and the air crackled. The big fireball quickly swallowed the small fireball, and it hung high in the middle of the sky, and the heat energy like a monstrous wave gushed out, enveloping Zhao Huanghuang and the Chiyan spirit body.

The bodies of the two men smoked, and the smell of burning muscles crept into their nostrils from time to time. Wang Dao was overwhelmed with grief when she saw it, she was about to rush out desperately crying, but she was startled by a strange voice!

"Poof...... Sneer......"

The sound was extremely weird, and every time it sounded, there was infinite coolness pouring down, and her body felt comfortable, like taking an ice and snow bath!

This voice gave her hope and gave her already broken heart a glimmer of life! She squatted on the ground and listened carefully, the sound came from the side of the reclining Buddha, like the uneven snoring of the reclining Buddha!

Oh, it's his snoring!

Wang Dao finally listened carefully, she pounced, knelt beside the big Buddha, and cried loudly to wake him up and beg him to help! But the Buddha statue did not wake up, but became more silent, and even the snoring gradually weakened, and the last point was gone. The boundless heat quickly occupied every corner of the hall, and the low-hanging veils and tall fly curtains all emitted a little green smoke, and it seemed that the situation would soon burn!

The Buddha statue is still motionless......

Seeing this, Wang Dao felt desperate, she stood up angrily, took two grenades from her chest, she stuffed one into the Buddha's cracked mouth, and the other between its legs!

"Old guy, I'll shout three numbers, if you continue to pretend to be asleep and refuse to get up to save people, I will let you break your bones today!"

As she spoke, she took a few steps back, opened the pistol safe, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the Buddha's open mouth!

"One...... Before the words "two ......" were shouted, the huge Buddha statue suddenly shivered, and then a voice full of ancient flavor came: "Amitabha, female donor, there is something to say, Buddhism Pure Land, don't fight each other!" ”

Wang Dao saw a kind old monk sitting in front of him, his hair was white, his monk's robe was tattered, his cheeks were shriveled as if his cheekbones had been emptied, his skin and flesh were full of wrinkles, only those eyes, which were beyond Wang Dao's expectations, shimmering with fine light, like two tracer bullets that suddenly exploded in the dark night.

"Old fellow, your monastery is about to catch fire, you still have the leisure to sleep and sleep, are you the stupid pig who was born, in this life, you only know how to sleep, and don't know anything else?" Wang Dao angrily sneered!

"Amitabha, good, good, I see that you are exquisite, like a fairy, what is it that makes you angry, is it because the old man has offended the female benefactor?" The old monk meditated high, twisted his beard in his hands, and asked with a smile.

"Ahhh Now there are two lives about to be lost in the fire, if you don't rescue them, they will die, you will not survive, and you dilapidated Zen Temple, I will mobilize artillery troops and blow it into ruins! "The king's exit is vicious, and he is as domineering as a shrew!

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