Chapter 429: Raman Mage

As a monk under the Urashasa sect, Master Laman's ability is beyond doubt.

This huge Kuman Thong temple was handed over to him to take care of, and it has always been in good order.

All forces came to buy and sell, whether it was the head descending master of Nanyang or the other monks under the Tianpo sect, they did not dare to provoke Master Raman at will.

It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing being knocked on the door.

Even though Mage Raman was a little shocked in his heart, he still had no fear.

The power of Tianpomen in Nanyang is extremely huge, and there are countless believers, even if it is the believers of the Descent Sect, they are not as much as this Tianpomen.

Therefore, offending Master Raman is equivalent to offending the Urashasa, offending the Urashasa is almost equivalent to offending the entire Heavenly Po Gate.

Tianpomen has always been propagated as orthodox religion, but because there are many believers and many people in the sect who study the Fa, it has been handed down for thousands of years, and the bhikshus in the sect have begun to be uneven, and their mental skills are also different.

There are some bhikshus of the Heavenly Buddha Sect who are not only powerful in magic, but also upright and sincere, and who survive the suffering, but there are also mages like Laman, who only take care of their interests and reject their faith and morality.

The Laman mage was about to make a move, and for a moment, everyone held their breath and was excited.

I only saw the momentum burst out, and the yellow-clothed monk's robe on his body seemed to be swaying with the qi waves, and for a while, it seemed that a golden light fell from the sky, completely enveloping Master Laman's entire person.

The divine aura, exposed, permeated the entire Treasure Pavilion.

"This ...... This...... Could this man be a god? ”

Jiang Chen's eyes widened, and the whole person was startled.

At this moment, Master Raman is like a statue of a god, resplendent and shining, where is this kind of majesty that a normal person can do?

Master Zhou was also shocked by this momentum, and his whole mouth couldn't help but open wide.

Li Changsheng frowned slightly, and said: "It seems that the magic power of Tianpo Sect is really a little strange, it is obviously a person with improper mental skills, but he can cast a divine magic power, if I don't see it with my own eyes, I can hardly believe it." ”

Mage Laman's face was hideous, and his whole person was extremely majestic, and he said coldly: "How can you know the power of my Tianpo Sect as an outsider? Today...... Not only do you have to leave the 'Nine Turns Cultivation Elixir', but you also have to leave the lives of the two of you to me." ”

"Stay?" Li Changsheng said: "It depends on whether you have the ability to take it away." ”

"You can rest assured...... I will detain your ghosts and make them into Kuman Thong for my use, and if any customer takes a fancy to you, I will sell you for a good price......"

Master Raman said lightly, but there seemed to be a supernatural smile on his whole face, as if it was hidden between his eyebrows and eyes, as if there was nothing.

That kind of breath is simply terrifying.

Li Changsheng's whole person stepped forward, and for a while, the power of the two was actually competing with each other at this moment.

Everyone only saw two phantom shadows moving, and the golden light of the Raman mage spread down, as if it was about to entangle Li Changsheng's body, and at this moment, a golden light appeared on Li Changsheng's body.

It's just that this golden light, which is slightly different from that of Master Laman, seems to have a faint purple qi, and the two powers vibrate.

All of them felt a surge of air, and they retreated in horror.

"Crackling" sounded.

The glassware in the Treasure Pavilion was affected by this wave of air, and they all burst open one after another.

The glittering treasures illuminate the entire Treasure Pavilion like a round of tomorrow in the house.

"Siamese Rainbow Technique."

Master Raman shouted, and the whole person was supported by the golden light, and his feet actually left the ground, and the whole person slowly rose.

Everyone was already stunned, and they only felt that the gods were right in front of their eyes, and they were all frightened.

The rainbow light in the sky seemed to be beckoned by Master Raman, turning into a bright pearl, surging and abnormal, about to drown Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng shouted: "The sword rises ......"

When the words fell, the silver-white light flashed, and everyone saw that the cold light seemed to be shaking out of the void, and for a while, everyone only felt trembling, trembling with this might.

The silver-white short sword let out a long sword groan, which shook the entire temple and shook.

The tourists who came outside to worship also felt their bodies shake, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly looked around, thinking that an earthquake was about to occur.

The crowd became raucous, and the voices grew louder.

The huge power shot out in Li Changsheng's hand, and the power of the silver-white short sword slashed down, and a ray of light greeted the magic power cast by the Raman mage.

The rainbow light in the sky shot wildly, and it was actually split by the silver-white short sword in Li Changsheng's hand, if it wasn't for seeing it with their own eyes, everyone wouldn't have believed it.

Everyone gasped, only to feel that their cognition was completely subverted.

I don't know where this sword came from. When Li Changsheng and Jiang Chen entered the Treasure Pavilion, they were not wearing this silver-white short sword.

The sword is short, but it is not a soft sword and can be worn anywhere.

What's more, how could the monks in the temple not feel the momentum emitted by such a magic weapon?

Mage Raman was against Li Changsheng, and he was also frightened by this sudden sword, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think about where Li Changsheng's sword came from.

The red light in the sky was broken by the sword momentum, and the silver-white short sword, like a colorful beam of light, was imposing, and if he didn't dodge, he was afraid that it would slash at the body of the Raman mage.

The whole body of the Elder Raman shrank downward, wrapped in golden light, and with a "whoosh", he dodged like a rabbit.

The sword stabbed, and a strong gust of wind swept past the ears of the Raman mage, as if it was blowing on the face of the Raman mage, and it hurt a little.

"In my Treasure Pavilion, dare to use magic weapons...... I'll take it from my hand...... I will be able to make you ......."

Shocked and angry, the Raman mage roared and summoned lightly with one hand.

I saw a copper drum fly out from the glassware not far away, as if it was being supported by a rising wind, and suddenly it arrived in front of Master Raman.

The Mahler took two sticks and struck them on the bronze drum.

The sound of "dong dong dong" was deafening.

As soon as the drum sounded, the momentum became even more surging, and every drum sound, as if knocking on everyone's hearts, changed the color of the audience.

"Master Raman is so imposing that he is worthy of being admired by the Urashasas...... This Li Changsheng has great ability today, and he can't escape from the palm of Master Laman's hand. ”

Master Zhou's face was full of joy, and he said to the fat monk with a meaty face on the side.

Just now, this fat monk was knocked over by Li Changsheng, and he almost fainted, but it took a long time to recover from his senses, and when he got together, he hurriedly came to help Master Zhou up.

Although Master Zhou was injured by Li Changsheng, he did not hurt the fundamentals, and after some luck practices, he had already suppressed the qi in his body, and it seemed that there was no major problem.

These two people, who are respected and high up on weekdays, have they been wronged like this?

Now, the two of them stared at Li Changsheng, hating the same enemy, eager to devour Li Changsheng's entire life alive, and seeing Master Raman summoning the bronze drum, his power soared, and he was naturally very proud and excited.

(End of chapter)