Chapter Ninety-Three: A Wonderful Monk
Man Jianghong knew very well that since Bai Qi had made a cage of "King Kong is not bad" underground, he didn't have the intention of letting himself go up alive. As long as he gets out of trouble, he can completely entangle him with his skills. And the situation on the island is the same as water and fire, the bandits have killed and injured a group, and the rest is not enough to suppress the islanders, not to mention that the second master, Xiao Ping, used to be Brother Rong's subordinate, and it is difficult to say whether his position is firm or not.
The exchange of nuclear boats is half-truths and half-truths, and Bai Qi may take advantage of this to breathe. Killer weapons are generally not rushed out, because they are limited by conditions, otherwise they will become conventional weapons. In fact, his own divine soul brand is not a killer feature, but it is also limited in use, you need to calm down, you need to lock the other party, and you need to take advantage of the gap...... Of course, you can also ignore it and shoot it away. But this thing is obviously mentally tough, and it won't be easy to play if a big python startles out of the grass.
The Divine Soul Brand is mainly used for communication, not an offensive weapon like the Divine Thorn, nor a control method such as the Soul Searching Method, but theoretically, when the output of the Divine Soul increases, it can completely destroy the opponent's ontological consciousness. This method is a bit stupid and dangerous, similar to the green calyx jumping into the mind battle of the demon dragon, and does not have a local advantage.
The dark and cramped space, the salty and wet moisture, the sultry smell of dust, and the two green lantern-like "snake eyes" in the dark make Man Jianghong feel like he is in hell.
His heartstrings tensed, he focused, quietly breathed his body, and waited for the perfect moment.
He has experienced many battles, whether it is a naughty boy fighting when he was a child, and then hiding in the streets and alleys with hand-held bricks, sweeping thousands of troops in a small town in South Australia, showing off his might in the ring, and only today has he encountered a real life-and-death fight.
One foot has stepped into the ghost gate, and there is no other person without me.
The "cage" was isolated from outside interference, and the silence was terrifying, and even the beads of sweat on the two of them rolled into the sand, and a clear "poof" sound could be heard.
However, a faint but extremely tough copper bell came in, like a gossamer, faintly giving birth to the meaning of seduction.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells......
Like a bull head and a horse hovering in front of the sickbed, like a crow gathering an old tree, waiting for the last breath under the eaves.
Man Jianghong was stunned, and a faint trace of irritability passed through his heart.
Well, it seems to be stronger than the Sanqingling of the South China Sea faction during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are masters outside. It's just that this bell is intermittent, and the rhyme in the middle is not coherent, and it seems to be barely maintained.
His divine sense was powerful and unmoved, but the opposite side changed dramatically in an instant.
Bai Qi's restrained murderous aura was instantly stimulated, and his originally dry face turned red, sweat broke out on his forehead, and hot steam steamed on the top of his head. Man Jianghong saw clearly with his heavenly eyes, his dantian true qi was sharply transferred to the meridians of his arm, his palm trembled slightly, and a fine fine line emerged, and he meandered towards the middle finger of his right hand like a dragon.
Damn, psionics!
Tianmu can see through others but can't see through himself, so the true qi in Bai Qi's body is full of energy, and the spiritual energy is instantly bright, and in front of Man Jianghong, it is like unfolding a dynamic weapon system trigger anatomy diagram, which benefits a lot.
Oh no, this thing is going to be bigger!
Man Jianghong moved sideways in an instant and disappeared in place.
Bai Qi stood up, and the dim yellow light on the inner wall of the cage flashed and was extinguished in an instant. In the darkness, a bright white light pierced through the soil, and the soul-stirring bell came to an abrupt end.
Man Jianghong just moved his body away, but found that Bai Qi's finger was accompanied by monstrous hatred, and he rushed towards the bell diagonally, which seemed to be not controlled at all, and it was an instinctive trigger reaction.
Is there a grudge against the person outside? Or do you want to clear up the harassing demon before the ultimate fight?
There was a gap in this highly sensitive mental protection. Don't miss the time!
The "King Kong is not bad" cage disappeared in an instant, and Man Jianghong's figure burst out, and he pounced in front of Bai in the blink of an eye.
The rabbit rises and falls, and the lightning is fire.
After Bai Qi shot out a burst of qi in a furious state, the middle finger of his right hand immediately subconsciously teleported, reaching Man Jianghong's chest for less than half an inch, and the fingertips condensed a flickering white light.
The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high. Unless time stands still, the gods can't escape this snap of the fingers.
And time can only pass a second!
However, Man Jianghong didn't want to dodge, and calculated the distance extremely accurately. The figure of the square began to retract, and when he jumped a foot away from Bai Qi, he suddenly stopped, and an invisible "he" flew out of his mind, looking at the other party's bigger and bigger eyes, and finally pounced into it like a lake-like eyes.
Divine Soul Imprint, only one thousandth or even less of the Divine Soul needs to be used. But the current situation is extremely dangerous, and he can't afford to worry about the sequelae or become an idiot, and he has taken a third of it in one fell swoop, which is equivalent to extracting his spiritual will and using it as a cannonball to bombard the opponent's sea of knowledge.
As for how the soul returns, I haven't figured it out yet.
As for whether Gang Qi will pierce his chest first, he didn't think about it at all.
Rumble......
Man Jianghong seemed to have smashed a barrier as soft as a veil but as heavy as Mount Tai, and entered another world, and there were gloomy clouds and mist in front of him.
Well, this thing is really mentally unhealthy, and the clouds and mist in the sea are all black and black, and the smell is unpleasant!
The subconscious lake below is several times larger than Xiao Ye, and it is also dirty.
The big guy standing in the middle should be the ontological consciousness.
In the center of heaven and earth, there stood a roaring giant, surrounded by thunder and lightning, and dark clouds, which were exactly white.
Damn, in the end, it's someone else's house, I'm so tired of flying! Man Jianghong felt sluggish in his movements, and the entire space was filled with strong hostility, and layers of invisible waves were beating over, trying to squeeze him out.
Seeing the other party's Taishan punching at him, Man Jianghong, who was about to smash Huanglong, was dumbfounded.
Obediently bang, this is a fist as big as Feilai Peak, how can the master hide?
As soon as his mind moved, he wanted to resist with his palms up, but a ball of light flew out of his palms, and it grew in the wind, and it was a huge bow as tall as a mountain. Before the opponent's huge fist touched the bow, it collapsed into smoke and was sucked in.
Bai Qi let out a terrible howl, which shook the earth, and turned around and fled.
The bow is leisurely attached to the back, and you can't avoid it even if you fly in the sky, like a gentleman sipping dessert elegantly. In a short time, Bai Qi emitted thick smoke all over his body, and in the howl of the ghost crying wolf, it was as if a person made of wool had been stripped of silk threads, and was absorbed cleanly by the Heaven-Shaking Bow, revealing a wriggling white object inside.
"Wait a minute, let me see what's it!"
The whole world was silent, and the hostility that filled the space was gone. Man Jianghong was relaxed and flew over with a shout.
The Heaven-Shaking Bow didn't give him face at all, and circled around the white object twice, the tip of the bow was light, and it seemed to be very satisfied with the quality of the "food". Then he leaned back suddenly, and the green strings trembled slightly, as if a big python was about to swallow the little white rabbit in front of him.
At this moment, swish, an object flew out of the Manjiang Red Sky Spirit Cover, and the treasure light was shining brightly, covering the top of the thing.
Ah, the White Tower!
How did you get so small?
Man Jianghong hurried and hurried to see clearly that under the light of the white pagoda was a white-robed monk sitting cross-legged, and was very surprised.
Seeing the white tower suddenly appear, the Sky Shaking Bow was like seeing a ghost, and it was so frightened that it slipped back into the distance, leaving only a small black dot. The bowstring that is as clear and transparent as a stream of autumn water is silently opened, the clouds move in all directions, and the wind rises suddenly.
The white tower floats into the air, the volume is expanded, and there are a total of seven levels, the brilliance is like a wheel, and the momentum envelops the heaven and the earth, and it rotates silently.
"Hey, hey, hey, you don't pay the rent, and you still fight the east and west, and you want to rebel?"
A certain bare-chested boy commanded and roared violently.
The monk who was bowing his head and reciting the sutra with his eyes closed heard this extremely domineering sentence, and was suddenly shocked that his jaw was almost dislocated, he sat cross-legged unsteadily, and his eyes were slanted and his mouth was crooked.
After hearing a loud roar from someone's strong mountain and river, the momentum of the White Pagoda converged in an instant, quietly becoming smaller while slowly descending.
But the Heaven-Shaking Bow was like an old man who secretly did bad things and was unfortunately caught by his juniors, his face turned red, and he slipped through the sea of clouds again, and swept over the black lake. I saw twisted and hideous figures, old and young, women and children, young and strong, and even a few fierce birds and beasts, chickens, ducks, fish and sheep, etc., so thin that they could hardly be seen, flying out of the lake and being sucked into the fluttering bowstring.
Damn, this old thing has to be hungry, even junk food!
What the hell are these chaotic shadows? If it was a soul killed by Bai Qi, how could it appear in his sea of knowledge?
Man Jianghong was thinking about it when he heard a sound of "Mani horn" beside him.
“...... Nam no Amitabha Night Dorthagata NightAmitabha NightAmitabha Amitabha ......Amitabha Ami
Well, this monk is very professional, and it seems that he is reciting the "Mantra of Death".
Man Jianghong nodded approvingly, but the ancient Sanskrit was confused, and after a while, he heard "...... The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoyou...... Get out of the sea of suffering, reincarnate as an adult", immediately shocked and couldn't believe his ears, Huo Ran lowered his head, his eyes almost stared at the bottom of a beer bottle, staring at the white-clothed monk like a monster.
The latter paragraph is still "The Mantra of Death", but it belongs to Taoist mantras.
Buddhism is a rival, but this guy is bold, and he actually invited the Buddha and Lao Tzu to join hands to grab customers!
Seeing him making a fuss, the white-clothed monk raised his eyelids and said solemnly: "Going to the other side is such an important thing, of course you have to be safe!"
Damn, you're so powerful, you're a wonderful person!
When someone heard this, he immediately held back everything he said, and he couldn't cry or laugh.
The heaven-shattering bow devoured the shadows of those unjust souls, the lake water gradually became clear as jasper, the monk's face became more and more holy, and the surface of his body revealed a warm luster.
The old and unashamed Sky Shaking Bow was like a thief, advancing and retreating and crapping to the front, staring at the white-clothed monk "salivating".
"Buzz" ......
The white tower flashed with a flash of light, and issued a warning, and even the space shook for a while.
Alright, alright...... Fearing that they would fight again, someone ran to the Sky Shaking Bow and stretched his palm forward, commanding, "Go home quickly!"
The sky-shaking bow shrank back like a puppy, and someone was in a hurry, kicked it with a flying leg, and said viciously: "If you don't come back, I'll drive you out and call Hanako!"
This kick was attentive and kicked towards the bow, deliberately avoiding the bowstring. He had tried it in the Illusory Realm, and the bowstring could not be touched casually, and it was definitely ten thousand times sharper than the silver wire of the Hudu River Demon Dao.
The sky-shaking bow staggered away, like a streamer piercing into Manjianghong's palm, revealing a small bow like a light ink painting.
"And you, let the partridge come out, I have something to do with him. ”
Seeing that the earth-shaking bow was soft, someone was full of confidence and pointed to the sky.
The White Tower ignored it, spinning silently, becoming smaller, like a hovering helicopter landing above someone's head.
"Hey, hey, I can't hear you, you can't go back now...... Hurry up and let the partridges come out, or I'll go in...... Damn, how did your base become beautiful, what's engraved on it?"
The White Tower still ignored it, and the speed of descent accelerated.
Woo, I dodge, I dodge, I block...... Someone jumped up and down, protecting the top of his head with his arm, but he still didn't block the white tower from penetrating into the heavenly spirit cover above his head like a ray of light.
Someone rubbed his heart angrily, and then saw that the ink marks in his palm had disappeared, and turned around in a daze, and saw that the monk had stopped chanting at some point, and even his eyes were bulging out, and his mouth was wide enough to fit an apple.
"What a daze, I've never seen such a handsome guy!"
Someone triumphantly sat down on the opposite side and crossed his legs like a monk.
"Dare to ask the donor's name?" the monk asked respectfully.
"Hehe, the suave peach blossom dragon who beats the invincible opponents all over the world...... Man Jianghong, it's my brother, who dares to bully you in the future......"
Hearing this, the monk chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, as if he saw a small dragon sneakily out of the sea, but there was a red peach blossom pinned to the horn, and he suddenly felt a chill.
Someone saw the other party's expression as if he had swallowed a rotten egg, and stopped bragging in embarrassment, and said in his heart, the moon is sloppy, and the master still has a great way to go in the future, and he has to figure out a name that pulls the wind!
"Oh, Nam no Amitabha...... Haven't heard of it!"
Damn, when Man Jianghong saw the other party's disappointed expression, he was immediately unhappy, and asked, "Then, what does little master think I should be called?"
"The poor monk thinks that at least he should be called the third prince of Nezha, the god of Erlang, and at worst, it should be King Kong Lei Zhenzi......"
Lei Zhenzi? The young master looks like a thunderous man with fierce eyes, horizontal teeth, blue face, and red hair?
Someone seemed to see a huge bat spirit flying by, goosebumps broke out all over his body, and quickly interrupted the monk's praise and asked, "Who is the little master, and why was he locked up in Zhihai by Bai Qi?"
But in the blink of an eye, he saw that the monk's expression was sincere, not like a fake horse, and he immediately understood.
Feelings, you were scared by the two major artifacts, but you didn't know that the old thing of the Earthquake Bow lived and ate in vain, and didn't care about the life and death of the master. Bai Ta cared about the master, but he was half awake and half confused, and he didn't do anything, and he didn't move.