Chapter 747: The Sword Is Not Dragon Rot
Mu Junjie, this person's eyes bloomed with two basic lights, penetrating the void, brushing, and slashing towards the White Horse Buddha, "Boy, is that you, the monk who vainly tries to occupy the Dragon Horse Buddha." Don't you have self-knowledge, Ryoma Buddha is the Ao Doudou of the King of Horses, are you worthy of him? ”
"What are you, you dare to preach to the poor monks. White Horse Buddha snorted, when he and Dragon Horse Buddha Gao Ji, Mu Junjie didn't know where it was. "It's just a new favorite, maybe one day it will be abandoned by the Dragon Horse Buddha, the poor monk sees, the person who has no self-knowledge is probably you. ”
Bang bang, the white horse Buddha's palm rose and fell, and the two base lights shot at him were scattered. "Oh, and the magic in there. You've got some skills. "White Horse Buddha Road.
"Do I have the ability, you just ask the Dragon Buddha. He still likes me a lot. Mu Junjie tried to provoke the White Horse Buddha, and then find more flaws, and then kill him. "Fellow Buddhas, can you let me give him a ride? Mu Junjie said with a smile.
But Mu Junjie was stunned to find that no one paid attention to him at all. The big and small Buddhas, the person they looked at was the young monk next to the small Buddha in the tray.
"Damn!" Mu Junjie was furious in his heart. Before coming here, he also thought that appearing in the dojo of the Sandu Buddha King with the Dragon Horse Buddha and the Wine Immortal Buddha would definitely cause a sensation. However, this is not the case, Mu Junjie's limelight was stolen by an inconspicuous monk.
"The eyes of the Wine Immortal Buddha are also blind?" Mu Junjie said secretly. "It seems that he is nothing more than that, even though I am standing by his side, he pays attention to others. It can be seen that he is also an ordinary man, and he doesn't know my foundation and martial arts talent. "Mu Junjie is quite conceited and has great ambitions, and he will rule the Buddhist Wu clan in the future.
"Huh. White Mafo sneered, "Mu Junjie, did jealousy drive you crazy, it's ugly." ”
Bang!
The high-grade lotus platform at the foot of the White Horse Buddha suddenly shook, and the demonic energy and the Buddha's qi came out mightily, the demonic energy was golden, and the Buddha's energy was black, which was really weird.
Mu Junjie snickered, very good, you take the initiative to attack me, I don't have to make excuses, just kill you Liwei. In this way, I can also win back the favor of the Wine Fairy Buddha and the Dragon Horse Buddha, and even the King of the Sandu Buddha, he will also look up to me.
Laugh at!
Mu Junjie raised his fingers, and a pitch-black witch qi burst out, and when he landed, the sky was pierced. With a bang, long chains fell from the sky and swept towards the White Horse Buddha and his high-grade lotus platform.
"I came prepared, this witchcraft was made by an old antique of my clan, and he passed it on to my father, and my father passed it on to me, as long as it is there, it is a Buddha, and I will kill it for you." White Horse Buddha, see how long you can be arrogant. ”
The witch weapon summoned by Mu Junjie is called "Ghost Armor Mansion", and Ghost Armor Mansion is made of an immortal mansion, 30,000 long chains, and 500 oolong scales.
Just 30,000 long chains were swept out at the same time, and the momentum was already huge.
Sure enough, after Mu Junjie sacrificed the "Ghost Armor Mansion", some big Buddhas also noticed him.
"It's not ......"
"Oni Jiafu!"
"Mu Junjie, it seems that he is the next patriarch of the clan, and his father passed on the Ghost Armor Mansion to him, and the purpose is self-evident. ”
"The Ghost Jiafu is a good thing, if the poor monk can get that immortal mansion...... there are also big Buddhas who are tempted by the Ghost Jiafu, of course they won't do it, because Mu Junjie's biological father is not so easy to mess with, and there are many Buddha kings who have friendships.
Besides, there must be a brand on the Ghost Armor Mansion, and these big Buddhas with hearts, even if they snatch them, they can't sacrifice them into their own Buddha weapons.
"Hahaha, everyone is watching me, this is the scene I am looking forward to. Mu Junjie was extremely proud. There were 30,000 chains in the Ghost Armor Mansion, but he could only urge 120 of them.
Rao is like this, Mu Junjie also feels that he is an epoch-making genius, the younger generation of the Mu family, who else can compare to him. One hundred and twenty chains, like an immortal vine, are going to tie up the White Horse Buddha.
"Onikafu. ”
At this time, the young monk who followed the little Buddha finally smiled, even in the face of the Wine Immortal Buddha, he was not smiling, but when he saw the treasure of the Mu family, he smiled. "What should come will come, it is still mine or my ......"
"Huh?" said the Wine Immortal Buddha secretly, he didn't really understand what the little fresh meat on the other side was talking about, "I have a strange feeling, this kid will threaten my status in the Buddha Kingdom, it is better to eradicate it earlier." "Murderous intent, the Brewing Immortal Buddha has already moved to kill the young monk. But he still wants an excuse that allows him to kill the other party openly, and he is still suspected.
"Fellow Daoist, borrow your Buddha utensils for use. Suddenly, the young monk grabbed the camera forward with his big hand and took the natal Buddha vessel of the little Buddha in the tray.
Boom! The vat was clearly struggling, unwilling to be taken by outsiders. But how could the young monk let it go, his five fingers were like a cage, and each finger was dozens of feet long. Bang bang, the vat kept hitting his fingers, but there was no mark at all.
"Ghost Armor Mansion, I took it. Suddenly, the young monk stepped into the sky, holding the vat, like a sacred walking in the air, so that people could not look directly.
Many people from the Sandu Buddha King were extremely shocked, "Who is this person!"
"The little Buddha in front of him is like a little minion. ”
"I have a hunch that this person must be the reincarnation of a great man, or the beloved son of the Buddha King, or he himself is the Buddha King, but he has sealed his own cultivation. ”
"The big vat, the big vat of the little Buddha has quieted down, has it surrendered to the young man, unbelievable, unbelievable. Except for the Buddha King of Sandu and the Buddha of the Pot, it was the first time I had seen someone surrender it. ”
A lot of big Buddhas are talking about it.
Mu Junjie was embarrassed again, because he was ignored again, even if he sacrificed the treasure of the Mu family, the Ghost Jiafu. "Hmph. It is no wonder that these monks who are not long-eyed cannot become the climate, and they have always been suppressed by the Dragon Horse Buddha and the Wine Fairy Buddha. Mu Junjie sneered.
"Where did you come from, a little monk, who dared to rob my Ghost Armor Mansion. Mu Junjie caught a glimpse of the young monk who was shooting at him, and he was angry. "You still dare to borrow the natal vessel of the little Buddha, although I can't destroy the big vat of the little Buddha, it won't take too much time to kill you. ”
Roar!
Suddenly, the dragon's chant came out of the Ghost Armor Mansion and resounded through the heavens. It's the oolong scales that are at work, and the ferocity is blazing. There are five hundred oolong scales in the Ghost Armor Mansion, each of which is dozens of acres in size, rolling away like a dark cloud, but only thirty of the five hundred oolong scales flew out, and if there are more, Mu Junjie can't control it.
When it was, the young monk flicked his fingers, and the vat he was holding flew out. A roar exploded, and tens of thousands of golden beams of light burst out from the mouth of the cylinder, all of which were condensed from golden grains of sand.
"He, he actually called out the golden sand on the inside of the vat. The little Buddha was also taken aback, and none of the people present knew better than him the horror of the Qinghe monk.
Qinghe monk, the mysterious river from the Buddha country, Qinghe.
He has no father or mother, but is born from a plant in the center of Qinghe. He is also nameless, so he is named after Qinghe.
The little Buddha was the king of the Buddha in his last life, and he met the monk of Qinghe. But the strength of the two sides is not at the same level, and what is even stranger is that the Qinghe monk is not even a bodhisattva, let alone a small Buddha, a Buddha, or a big Buddha. Even now, he is still as young and handsome as he was then. When the little Buddha saw the Qinghe monk again, he was also full of emotion, so he took him to find the Buddha King of Sandu, which was requested by the Qinghe monk.
However, before they could see the Buddha King of Sandu, they were invited by the Bodhisattva and others to deal with the White Horse Buddha.
Because the little Buddha has an enmity with the White Horse Buddha, he is naturally happy. And Qinghe Monk didn't say much, he came with everyone, but he was too low-key, and no one knew his identity and true strength.
The golden sand is condensed, and it can no longer be called a beam of light, but a golden pillar.
Thirty explosions followed, and the thirty oolong scales that flew out of the Ghost Armor Mansion were all knocked away by the golden pillars, and they were also covered with a layer of golden light, covering the black light.
Woowoo......
Every oolong scale roared, and the dragon groaned endlessly, as if struggling. There is also a 10,000-foot-long oolong virtual statue, roaring out of the Ghost Armor Mansion, where it passes, the cold light shoots out, splitting the sky, tearing the earth, and the mountains are shaking.
This oolong virtual image is transformed by the reverse scales of the oolong, which is unpredictable.
"Hmph, who is this kid, how dare you be so crazy!" Mu Junjie was also stunned, he was not a stupid person, he could also see the extraordinaryness of the monk opposite, even the Wine Immortal Buddha and the Dragon Horse Buddha and others also showed shocked looks.
"But that's the end of it. The reverse scales of the oolong will eat him, the little Buddha of the pot, I want your big tank too!" Mu Junjie said ruthlessly. He clearly saw the treasure.
"He's in danger!"
"The monks brought by the little Buddha are in danger. ”
"Young man, it's crazy, it's not a good thing. Hmph, he died here, hoping to learn wiser in the next life. ”
"You see, the little Buddha brother, he doesn't seem to be worried at all, is it because we are too careful?"
All the Buddhas felt strange why the little Buddha was smiling and extremely calm, as if he was extremely confident in the young monks he brought.
Phew!
A black light, hundreds of thousands of miles long, split out from the mouth of the Oolong Void, penetrating the void, making the sun and the moon dull, and all the Buddhas trembled.
In the end, this is the common voice of all the Buddhas.
And the White Horse Buddha is also hesitating, whether he wants to help the Qinghe monks, although they have never known each other.
Rumble!
Qinghe monk pressed out with a palm, and a fist mountain higher than Lingshan Mountain, with the momentum of the heavens, shook thousands of miles of rivers, and collided with the black light spit out by the Oolong Void Image.
Collapse!
An indescribable crashing sound rang out, and then, the black light collapsed, as if the night disappeared, the dawn returned, brush, countless golden lights, falling from the sky, shining all over the nine heavens and ten earths, all the Buddhas, the collapsed void, all covered with a layer of golden light, like the pure land returning to the Buddha country.
Airplanes.
Suddenly, the Qinghe monk opened his mouth and spit out a mysterious and mysterious Buddhist syllable, there are avenues resonating, and there are countless statues of Buddha kings, coming from the past, appearing together.
"Ahh
For the first time in his life, Mu Junjie felt hopeless, and he looked at the Wine Fairy Buddha and the Dragon Horse Buddha, begging them to help him. However, the two Buddhas had cold eyes and had no intention of helping.
Bang. The oolong virtual image was instantly pierced by that syllable, and the body collapsed, and when all the black light was dissipated, a flickering reverse scale with endless killing intent floated out, and the reverse scale of the oolong.
When it was, the Qinghe monk's big sleeves rolled up, and the Qinghe reappeared, came out mightily, rolled up the oolong scales, and dragged it back.
Boom! Boom!
The entire Ghost Armor Mansion is shaking, it seems that it is unwilling, the Oolong Reverse Scale is the head of the five hundred dragon scales, if it is lost, it will also be a very heavy loss to the Ghost Armor Mansion.
Beast ......
Long chains swept out one after another, and this time there were nine thousand rushing out, far more than Mu Junjie could control. This is the Ghost Armor Mansion taking the initiative to defend.
However, the Qinghe monk, step by step, strolling leisurely, above him, the natal instrument of the little Buddha in the tray, kept rotating, and countless golden sands flew out, forming a sandstorm.
Click-la-la-la.
The nine thousand long chains that flew out of the Ghost Armor Mansion were all swallowed up by the sandstorm, no, they were sealed.
Brush.
Qinghe Monk stepped out again, and the space between him and Mu Junjie clicked and shattered. "You are not worthy to be in charge of the Ghost Armor Mansion, and neither is Ling Zun. Qinghe monk said. He seems to know Mu Junjie's father, the Buddhist Wu clan, and the power of the Mu family.
"No, don't kill me!" Mu Junjie said in horror. Because he saw that the Qinghe monk actually took away the oolong reverse scale, and pressed the reverse scale in his left eye, when he landed, the black light flashed, and the pupils of the Qinghe monk were covered with a layer of fog, as if there was an oolong struggling in his eyes, but everything was in vain.
"You, are you still human. Mu Junjie lost his voice. This is not only his idea, but also the thoughts of many big Buddhas and small Buddhas, they are all surprised, when did such a powerful person appear in the Buddha country, comparable to the genius of a few geniuses such as the Wine Immortal Buddha and the Dragon Horse Buddha.
"He can take away the oolong scales at will. The Bodhisattva of Benevolence was also shocked.
"This sister. Suddenly, Jianzi Immortal Muscle came over, he was also the doppelganger of the Wine Immortal Buddha, of course, he came out later than the Bodhisattva of Ren's wife, so he called the other party his sister.
The benevolent wife Bodhisattva was obviously displeased, if it weren't for the order given by the Wine Immortal Buddha before, she would have used vicious means to pinch the sword immortal muscle to death. "Swordsman, self-respect. The Bodhisattva said angrily.
"Sister. Jianzi Immortal Muscle Dao, "Don't worry, the poor Dao is old and doesn't like women." Put away your vigilance, we shouldn't have conflicts, we are all doppelgangers of the Wine Fairy Buddha, why not get along well. ”
Sonorous!
The sword roared suddenly, and a sword pill flew out and spun in front of the sword fairy muscle.
"The Ancient City Sword!" is the Ancient City Sword!" the Bodhisattva exclaimed, "Wine Immortal Buddha, he, he handed over all the Ancient City Sword to you, what else did he not give you." ”
The ancient city sword is the Buddha weapon of the Wine Immortal Buddha, but now it is given to his doppelganger, the sword fairy muscle. This was unbearable for the Bodhisattva, who felt that she had been left out in the cold and was not taken seriously by the Wine Immortal Buddha.
"Long shy, come out, can you. Jian Zi Xian said again.
"Long Shay, the sword spirit of the ancient city sword!" said the Bodhisattva of Ren's wife, "You can still talk to Long Shay, he is very arrogant......"
"Because Long Xi is also a Ji Lao, he doesn't like you. "Sword Immortal Muscle Dao.
"Bastard!"
An angry shout sounded, and then, the light burst out, the sword pill turned into a long sword, the long sword shook off countless sword flowers, and a man with a luxurious face walked out, and it was the sword spirit of the ancient city sword, the dragon was ashamed.
Long Xi immediately pointed to the head of the sword fairy muscle, and said angrily: "You stupid way! How dare you compare this seat with you, this seat is not a base elder, and you don't want Dawu's idea, we are different." ”
"What's the difference, as long as it's a man, there is the possibility of Gao Ji, admit it, Long Shay, you still like poor Dao. "Jianzi Immortal Muscle is ashamed to say, it seems that all the men in the world are his friends, if not, it is not easy to transform them into Ji Lao.