Chapter 117: Demon Suppression Curse

"Offended!"

Regardless of the silence, the huge mystical rosary retracted into his palm again, and he slowly recited the Buddhist mantra. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If I hear it, there is no end to the magic method of floating slaughter, and the evil karma is eliminated. Good deeds are happy, evil deeds are self-retribution, the floating slaughter is safe, now give me the supreme supernatural power to suppress all demons, the person who recites this floating slaughter, deserves the protection of the Buddha......"

"Zhang Youren, show your true strength, otherwise there is only one way to die!"

The spiritual mist dissipated, the night turned into day, and the brilliance was released from the body of Wu Silence, and the world was suppressed in the ring like a Buddha of the world.

"Demon Suppression Floating Slaughter Curse! I thought this silence was just a good entry, but I didn't expect it to become a fire!"

Many of the older generation of supernatural powers below who had lived for thousands of years were shocked, and they couldn't help but recall the birth of another Demon Suppression Floating Slaughter Spell thousands of years ago, how terrifying the corpse mountain and sea of blood were, making people chill.

"As soon as this mantra comes out, I will become a Buddha! After the war, I lay in bed for at least three months, and I actually used the method of fighting for my life for such a duel.

They set their eyes on the body of the Douli Holy Buddha, and they were extremely puzzled.

"Maybe this is his choice, and we can't interfere with it......" Douli Holy Buddha sighed softly, and the Buddha's rhyme was constricted, a little dim.

Wu Shi wanted to prove that his 'Buddha' was by no means worse than Zhang Youren's 'immortal', and this was not a battle of will, but a dispute of Dao heart! The Holy Buddha saw it very thoroughly, so he could not stop it, but could only pray secretly.

On the ring, a golden light floating tower slowly rises and falls, and every brick in it is transformed by the Buddha thought, flashing with brilliant divine light, which is infinitely useful!

This floating pagoda integrates all the Buddha nature of Wu Silence, and I have to say that he has been stuck in the Gang body for an unknown number of years, so his foundation is definitely the strongest among all the people present!

"Then we don't have to keep our hands—"

Simon pointed out to the sky, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the eyes of the demon dragon instantly emitted a fierce red light, bloodthirsty and furious.

At the center of the demon dragon was a dim blood-red array stone, a gift from Ye Mo, which was said to have been made for a famous demon god in ancient times, engraved with a bloodthirsty strengthened formation.

This bloodstone is infinitely useful, but Simon found that only using it as the central command table of this demon dragon is the most perfect!

Not only has all the magic weapons been strengthened, but also his control over the torrent of magic weapons has been strengthened, like a tiger with wings.

"Just use the blood of the Buddha to become the nourishment for your advancement!"

The demon dragon roared and rushed madly towards Silenceless, like a blood-colored streamer, leaving deep claw marks on the floor.

"Five elements and five changes, the formation is widespread, and the combined attack is blowing!"

On the other side, the idiot's expression was serious, and the formation of sixty spirit stones placed on the ground simultaneously emitted a five-colored light and gradually flowed.

Fueled by the power of the earth and mountains, the metal spear shot away at a thunderous speed, but that wasn't enough!

The fire was boiling, and then with the infinite steam explosion as the second thrust, the golden spear's rate of fire was truly increased to the extreme!

The sharp tip of the spear tore through the air's blockade and emitted a terrifying air explosion, which was more powerful than a real thunderbolt, and no Gang had the physical strength to block the blow.

"Perverted, perverted...... This is the disciple of the Desolate Sect, terrifying!"

"If I can accept such a disciple, I can ensure that the sect will be prosperous for five thousand years!"

The audience below was frequently shocked, and while feeling palpitations for the strength of the Desolate Sect, only the real Desolate Sect elders understood the reason for all this.

"In less than a month, these disciples have completely changed their appearance. Ye Mo, Ye Mo, do you know that no one has ever been able to train a disciple to this level throughout the ages!"

Jian Nange witnessed everything with his own eyes, from a group of casual miscellaneous geniuses to a group of real Tianjiao teenagers, he remembered it vividly.

The more this happened, the more incredible he felt, it was simply unheard of!

It is not that there is no strict militarized training in the sect, and as far as many families are concerned, the discipline among them is even stricter than that of the mortal army!

But even so, it is only to change the spiritual temperament of the disciple and become resolute and strong, and it is impossible to train mediocre talents into heavenly pride.

Ye Mo is different, obviously he is just a young man with a detached personality, and he even has a lot of mortal gangsterism. This kind of people are often regarded as the most unpromising group of people in the heavens and all worlds, and stepping into the path of cultivating immortals can be regarded as tarnishing the reputation of immortal cultivators.

But the students taught by such a guy have grown to an amazing extent regardless of their family talents, in other words, they have all found their own path!

This is a legend, a legend that belongs to Ye Mo......

"Isn't teaching students according to their aptitude, teaching humanely, and respecting individual differences and hobbies what teachers should do?" Ye Mo disagreed.

In his class, he never urges students to seize the time to practice, and the so-called sharpening knives do not mistake woodcutters, the role of the teacher is not to strictly urge students to do the same thing.

In the military, years of rigorous training can make a soldier grow into a good soldier. But monks are not soldiers, and students are not, what they need is not daily cultivation, but the inspiration to understand their hearts!

Teaching people first teaches the heart, and preaching first preaching! Ye Mo's stories composed of simple words have become a powerful tool for tapping students' talents.

He may not be a good preacher, but he is certainly a good guide, guiding the younger generations to find their own path with his soft smile.

"Even if you can't become an immortal in the future, with a bunch of supreme-level students behind you, won't no one dare to mess with you?!"

Now that the game is still going on, the silent and abrupt fight for their lives has made the three members of the needle team feel a burst of pressure.

"Bai Chi and Ximen Qiong's offensive is particularly rapid, can Wu Silence's fight for his life resist these two attacks!?Will his desire to make Zhang Youren burst out of his true strength succeed, and how will Zhang Youren deal with it!?"

Zifei spat and spit stars, and he felt a burst of excitement when he saw the duel between these outer disciples.

"It's too powerful! The joint attack of Bai Chi and Ximen Qiong is like a quagmire in the Buddha's light, and it is impossible to survive, it seems that Zhang Youren will inevitably fight!"

The power of the silent outbreak is even greater than imagined, Bai Chi's spiritual power is exhausted, and Ximen is poor and doesn't want to explode the magic weapon, so he can't intervene outside the Buddha's light for a while.

"Actually, I think it's not bad to take a look at his true strength......" The idiot looked at Zhang Youren with a smile, pretending to be weak and sitting on the ground.

"Zhang Youren, who is going all out, I'm also looking forward to it!" Ximen Qian also recalled the demon dragon, leaning on the dragon's head with an evil smile. "As the tip of the needle, it's time for him to do something too, haha......"