Fan Lang launched an offensive, his sword aimed at the abbot of the void, the statue of the law, aimed at the golden Buddha.

Both of them attacked, attacking the world, a sword passed through the air, cutting right and wrong, and cutting off everything in the world.

The fingers of Rulai Faxiang were like a meteor, piercing the sky, and the fingertips rubbed out an earth-shaking roar, turning into a dazzling red light.

The reason why Fan Lang was able to use the ultimate killing move of the Rulai Staff Sword was nothing more than that he had made cheating modifications and locked his own good and evil values to the full value, which led to the complete recognition of the Rulai Staff Sword.

Only a "good person" like him can urge the true power of the Rulai Staff Sword!

Thundered!

The hand of the Dharma Elephant descended on the earth, like a giant pillar, larger than the golden Buddha, like crushing an ant to death, smashing it to the ground in anger.

At the same time, Fan Lang's sword slashed through the abbot's neck, splitting it in two, and his body was in a different place.

The abbot's head and body were emptied, and all were ablaze, withering and scorching under the flames.

Destroy the Buddha with the Buddha and kill the abbot!

"Amitabha...... The old man is in danger......"

The abbot recited the last Buddha name in this life, and then disappeared.

He did not trigger the auspicious vision of bliss in the afterlife, which means that he fell into samsara after death and did not attain positive results.

The Holy Emperor Vatican Temple rebelled from Buddhism and created its own portal, and all kinds of ideas are not completely consistent with Buddhism. The abbot chose to support the Buddhist temple, which is also a rebellion from Buddhism, and of course it is impossible to achieve positive results.

Fan Lang only burned the abbot's body, kept the old monk's belongings, and made a small profit.

The abbot knew that this was a life-and-death battle, and he handed over most of his belongings to the Ancient Temple of Mercy before the battle, so there was not much left on his body.

The most precious trophy that Fan Lang got was the relic that had not been completely exhausted, this thing was a treasure, and it could be used two or three more times in the future, especially when used with the Rulai Staff Sword, it was a perfect match.

After the blow, the Nyorai phase in the void gradually faded, and the shattered sky healed.

Fan Lang held the sword in his backhand, pressed it against the air under his feet, gasping heavily, and the breath on his body was obviously sluggish, like a frosted eggplant.

Although the blow just now did not use twelve times the explosion, it consumed a lot of power, almost squeezing out Fan Lang's strength.

Feel like your body is hollowed out!

In this battle, Fan Lang did not rely on the help of outsiders, nor did he use twelve times to break out, and completely killed the Xuan God with his own strength, which was an obvious improvement in strength.

And he killed a powerful Xuan God like the Qing Abbot, he belongs to the middle and upper reaches of the Xuan God, and he is more powerful than the ordinary Xuan God.

The monks of the ancient temple of mercy saw this scene, and saw that the abbot of Qingkong was killed, some of them howled and cried, some chanted the Buddha to mourn, and some were angry and threatened to take revenge.

The new abbot suppressed the call for revenge and reprimanded the monks not to mess around, otherwise everything they had done before would be in vain.

Fan Lang rested for a while, relieved a lot, and came to the top of the Ancient Temple of Mercy in the air, and said condescendingly: "The three conditions have been completed, according to the agreement, I will not embarrass you again, but I have ugly words in the front, if you go against me again, or betray the Yanlong Continent, then I will not spare it! If you want to live, give me a little honesty, obediently eat fasting and chant Buddha, be a monk for a day and hit the bell for a day, don't go to the muddy water again!"

The new abbot greeted him, clasped his hands together at Fan Lang, and said solemnly: "Thank you for the grace of the Lord not to kill." ”

"I don't need you to thank me. I don't have much more to say, you can do it yourself. ”

Fan Lang turned to leave, and the teleportation disappeared.

Three conditions, take a treasure of the temple, and then take the life of the abbot and others, which saved the ancient temple of mercy.

The new abbot sighed and said, "Cause and effect, cause and effect, cause and effect." If you want to avoid the consequences, you shouldn't be too deeply involved in the world. In the future, the ancient temple of mercy was closed and locked down for a long time, isolated from the outside world, and waited until the turmoil passed, and then considered reopening the temple door. ”

This was not only his decision, but also the decision of the abbot before he died.

......

Sou!

Fan Lang teleported in space and came to another place with beautiful mountains and rivers, surrounded by a wilderness, not even a human figure, very quiet.

He sat cross-legged on a large rock by the creek and began to rest and heal.

During the break, he fiddled with the Nyolai staff sword that he had just acquired, making it switch back and forth, sometimes turning into a Zen staff, sometimes into a sharp sword.

A good sword is no less attractive to a swordsman than a beautiful woman.

Holding this Rulai staff sword, I really feel like I can't put it down.

"Dragon Scale Sword, Ruthless Sword, Divine Weapon, Rulai Staff Sword...... These are all unique swords, and each has its own strengths, and each has great use. If they are all packed in cards and exchanged for each other, it will be a bit cumbersome, so let's use a separate space treasure to unify them!"

Thinking of this, Fan Lang opened the system backpack and found a random thirteen-star treasure and modified it.

Like this kind of treasure that has not yet been extracted, he has a lot of it on him, and he keeps it for backup.

He modified it into a "sword box" called the "Cold Light Pool", a treasure specially used to store swords.

The scabbard is used to hold a sword, and the sword case is used to hold multiple swords!

From the outside, it is a rectangular metal box with exquisite carvings on the surface and mechanical parts inside. Press the mechanism and the metal box will pop open, containing ten swords. At one end, there is a chain strap that can be carried over the shoulder, or carried in the hand.

Click!

Fan Lang pressed the mechanism, and the sword box bloomed on all sides, showing a space to accommodate the sword. He plunged four swords into them, and there were mechanisms to fasten the scabbards and hold them tightly.

This sword box is not only used as a container, but also has a solid defense, as well as the attack method of the flying sword, which can shoot the sword out like an arrow, and the power is extraordinary.

Fan Lang left six vacancies, and if there were other swords in the future, he would insert them into it.

Collecting all kinds of swords has become a small hobby for him.

It's a practical hobby.

Click!

There was another metal crisp sound, and the entire sword box was closed, and Fan Lang carried it on his shoulder in turn and locked it with chains.

Changing into this sword box, his appearance changed, no longer the previous appearance of carrying double swords, and more of a swordsman's domineering demeanor.

"It's an honor for me to be able to use the sword. It's an honor to force me to draw my sword!"

Fan Lang was arrogant.