Origin and Destruction (also known as Origin Destruction Sword):

Category: Weapons. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Star Rating: ★★★★★★★★★

Attribute: Buddha.

Sharpness: 7544.

Durability: 49865.

Buddha Power: 30000/30000 (will slowly recover after consumption)

Effect: 1, Restrain the demons. 2. Destroy the root of all evil. 3. The light of the Buddha shines. 4. Self-healing. 5. Spend a sword. 6, Nirvana Great Wish Slash.

Usage limit: 1, the goodness value is higher than 1000 points. 2. Buddha power is higher than 100,000 points. If these two conditions are not met, you will be resisted by the Sword of Extinction, and you will not be able to use it at all.

The data about the Fate Destroying Sword is clearly presented and lives up to its reputation.

Since the Sword of Destruction is a blunt sword, its sharpness is only seven thousand, which is not even as good as many ordinary weapons.

This sword is dedicated to restraining the demons, and when attacking the demons, the destructive power will increase tenfold, soaring directly to 70,000, which is extremely amazing, and it is the first effect.

The second effect, the destruction of the root of all evil, is literal.

Third, the Buddha's light shines, which is equivalent to the effect of that card.

Fourth, self-healing, also needless to say.

Fifth, a sword.

Sixth, Nirvana's great wish to slash.

Both of them are their own skills against the demons, and they have devastating power, especially the Nirvana Great Wish Slash, which even the Demon Tuo can defeat.

This is the Sword of Destruction!

Which one is stronger to destroy the demons?

Fan Lang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white Buddha Sect Holy Sword with burning eyes.

"It's finally fixed. Fan Lang muttered.

The edge of the sword was completely restored, and the vision was triggered again, and a Buddha light turned into a pillar of light, which was thick enough for hundreds of people to hug, enveloping the entire small courtyard, and everyone who was in it felt warm.

The lotus flowers are in full bloom, as big as wheels.

There are also two white dragon phantoms rising up, opening the dragon's mouth and spitting out pure water, cleaning the dust for the edge of the sword, washing clean, and letting the Buddha not tolerate a trace of pollution.

If you gaze at these four words, it will cause waves in your heart and cause a violent trend of thought, as if you have seen through the fate of life.

A sword originates, and the joys and sorrows kick off the prelude.

A sword is extinguished, and all kinds of life are turned into loess.

"Amitabha...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

The abbot of Qingjue took the lead in kneeling and worshipping the sword of the Yuan, reciting the Buddha's name, and was respectful, like a pilgrimage.

After expressing their respect, the monks sat up straight and stared at the Yuan Annihilation Sword.

"Donor, according to the previous agreement, it is up to us to control this sword, as long as one person succeeds, he can take this sword. Qingjue Abbot said.

"Since it is an agreement, it is natural to abide by it, and the husband is full of his word. You can try it. Fan Lang said calmly.

In fact, in this bet, those who started early had an advantage, and the White Elephant Temple side picked up a bargain.

Abbot Qingjue tilted his head and asked, "Eight great monks, which of you will try it first?"

The abbot of Qingjue himself didn't want to be the first to try, nor did he want the weaker eighteen arhats to take the lead, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he delineated the range of the eight eminent monks.

One of the eight eminent monks stood up, this person was burly, if he took off his monk's clothes, he would not look like a monk.

"Abbot, let the disciple try it first!" said the burly monk in an urn voice.

"Okay, Jingshan, it's up to you to try it first. Remember, everything depends on fate, so as to fit the essence of the fate of the sword, don't force it. Abbot Qingjue allowed.

"Yes, disciple understood. The burly monk replied and strode to the edge of the sword.

Everyone stared at the burly monk.

The onlookers were not only Fan Lang and the monks of the White Elephant Temple, but also the soldiers of the Tiger Army, Mo Mengxue and Le Yanhong.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, the burly monk's palm reached out to the hilt of the Yuanxuan Sword and grasped it!

The next moment.

Touch!

The edge of the sword shook violently, releasing a rebound force, resisting the burly monk's touch, and even shattering his palm, and his skin was opened.

The burly monk's face changed suddenly, and he had to let go of his hand.

If it is a fate, it cannot be forced.

The Sword of Destruction is not something he can control.

He is not worthy!

"Abbot, the disciple has failed. The burly monk gritted his teeth and retreated.

He was the first to jump out and try, proving that he was the most impatient in his heart, and even had greed, so it was no wonder that he could succeed.

Abbot Qingjue was not so disappointed, and said calmly: "Replace." ”

Someone from among the eight eminent monks stood up again, this time a monk with a black face, his face like iron, dark and shiny. He walked to the side of the Extinction Sword, stretched out his dark palm, and grabbed the Extinction Sword.

Touch!

A similar scene was repeated, the black-faced monk was resisted by the Fate Destroying Sword, and he forcibly held it for a few seconds, but it still couldn't change the result.

"Abbot, the disciple can't do it either, I've disappointed you. The black-faced monk clasped his palms together and returned to his original position.

Immediately afterwards, the monks stepped forward one by one to try, and the eight monks took turns to play.

Tried again and again, in exchange for failure again and again!

At first, the abbot of Qingjue was very calm, but when all the eight monks failed, he became a little anxious and faintly uneasy.

Jingxuan's identity is special, he is away all the year round, and he is not a very suitable candidate, but the eight great monks all failed and had to let him play.

It is better for the Sword of Destruction to fall into the hands of Jing Xuan than in the hands of outsiders.

"Jingxuan, you go and try it. Qingjue Abbot said.

"Yes, the disciple received the order. Jing Xuan stepped forward according to his words, walked slowly, came to the edge of the sword, and calmly stretched out his hand and held the hilt of the sword.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The hearts of the people hung in the air, and many pairs of eyes widened for it.

It was the first time that the Sword of Destruction had been so gentle today.

Jing Xuan's face was calm and did not make waves. There is no joy in life, and there is no pain in death. Life and death are still like this, let alone a sword?

His state of mind, his Buddha power, was already extremely close to the conditions for the use of the Fate Annihilation Sword, but it was just one line behind.

Touch!

The Fate Annihilation Sword suddenly moved, and even a monk like Jingxuan couldn't control it.

Jing Xuan withdrew his hand and sighed lightly: "Master, I am far inferior to you, if you were still alive, would you beat me with a ring ruler now?"

Jing Xuan turned and retreated.

In this way, the candidates for the White Elephant Temple are only the abbot of Qingjue himself and the eighteen Arhats.

Excluding the eighteen Arhats with limited strength, there is only Abbot Qingjue.

The abbot of Qingjue had no one to send, so he could only stand up by himself, and his body of Buddha power rose up, covering all directions, and even caused a golden Buddha phantom to appear in mid-air.

When it comes to the depth of the Buddha's power, the abbot of Qingjue far surpasses that of Jingxuan.

He gave birth to a lotus step by step, walked to the front of the Yuan Annihilation Sword, slowly stretched out his hand, and fell into the air.

"Origin and extinction, you should go home, Lao Wei will surrender you today and make you the holy sword of the Dharma Protector, Yongzhen White Elephant Temple. ”

The abbot of Qingjue grabbed the sword of annihilation and slowly pulled it out of the land. He moved very slowly, and he held the sword longer than Jingxuan.

The monks were overjoyed, and in a trance, they thought that the abbot had succeeded.

But the good times didn't last long.

The Yuan Annihilation Sword suddenly trembled violently, hitting the palm of the abbot of Qingjue again and again, and he didn't listen to the call at all.

Surrender?

There are no doors!

The face of the abbot of Qingjue was completely blackened.

Even he can't do it, wouldn't the White Elephant Temple be completely defeated, and no one would be able to control the Fate Annihilation Sword.

At the same time, Fan Lang on the other side yawned loudly: "Is it my turn to finish tossing?"