Compared with the bitter gourd faces of the bald people, uncle, the old Taoist people of Yuan Zhen have awakened the second spring, smiling and groaning with spring light.

Kui stiff, the three groups of the demon clan also looked at me like monsters, as if they wanted to determine whether I was the 'Shura' in their impression.

After a long time, the uncle lifted Erlang's legs, shook his head with a strange face, and sighed:

"This stinky boy, old man, I finally coaxed once, this time it's good, the limelight has been overshadowed by him again, hey~"

On the stage of life and death.

As soon as the sword fell, I still maintained the strength of holding the sword, and I did not move at all.

Although the noise echoed in my ears, I had never heard it. At this moment, a huge wave was already set off in my mind.

The trajectory of that lightsaber just now is circling repeatedly in my consciousness, replaying!

Every frame, every detail, has been magnified several times, and it is extraordinarily accurate!

It was as if I was admiring the ancient paintings, until at the end, I took a long breath.

It seems that in only a few seconds, I have really benefited a lot from it, and I have realized the Tao with a sword, and I have understood the law with the Tao, and I have taken a big step forward in my strength invisibly.

Burst!!

At this time, a muffled sound came from a distance, and I saw that the Void Cloud Monk fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken line, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood, and the feeling of fatigue came like a tide, and he could no longer support his body!

The broken body of the glass diamond is not just a protective break for him. The spirit and spirit were severely damaged, and the cultivation of the body was even more damaged, and without three or four months of meditation and recuperation, it was difficult to recover to the peak strength of the past.

Judging from his current aura, I'm afraid he is not as good as some ordinary Dharma King realm bodhisattvas and elders.

Of course, it's no problem to crush some little monks, and it's still okay to be young.

"Defeated, actually defeated......"

Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling to believe, but even so, Xuyun had to admit that he was defeated.

With the little strength left, it is difficult to shoot a Buddha pattern, and if you still fight with me, it is purely looking for death.

Glancing at me from afar with a complicated expression, the Xuyun monk spit out a mouthful of blood, and limped off the stage of life and death in despair.

All the monks in the audience were almost holding their breath, staring at him without speaking, but Xuyun only felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his whole body was full of embarrassment, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground immediately, so that he could disappear from the crowd in place.

He understood that from this day on, his prestige in the young area of the mountains had completely collapsed......

After winning the first battle, I became more and more vigorous, and the whole person looked not only tired, but even more vigorous!

Loosening my straight shoulders, I said to the elders of the inner door with an indifferent face:

"Okay, what's next? Hurry up, didn't the master say, and hurry home to accompany the sister!"

Brother is now a good time to be young and strong, what's wrong with a little need, how normal it is.

Senior sister, Xinya, they will definitely understand me very well, and when they return to the capital, maybe they will treat me, hug me together, and make a baby......

Hearing this, Elder Shangshan's face twitched, Ya, is the Buddha out of order or what, this kind of prodigal guy still has a chance to get it?

Moreover, he also realized the terrifying realm of the Heavenly Law and a Sword, which is unreasonable!

Envy to envy, and after cursing me viciously in his heart, Shangshan glanced at the thief Mi-Mi, and shouted loudly: "Our Jiuhua Mountain has always been humane, seeing that you are fighting so fiercely, in order to avoid overwork, the Great Elder specially ordered to change the second battle!"

"This battle is not a competition, as long as you are separated by a distance of 600 meters, you can ring my Jiuhua bell, even if you win!"

Hearing the self-boasting of the good old bald donkey, Rao is these Bodhisattvas of the same sect, the monks all sneered, and it was rare that they didn't say much.

And I smacked slightly, ringing the bell? 600 meters away?

What's so ...... What kind of tricks are you going to play?

When Shangshan gave an order, and hundreds of people used Buddhism to carry a huge bronze far away, I couldn't help but be covered with black lines, quite speechless.

This Nima bell is as high as a few floors, the whole body is glowing with a long blue light, and the surface is covered with dense Buddha patterns, and you will be instinctively dazzled after looking at it for a long time.

From the outside, it is a little more spectacular than the bell in the yellow sand under the phantom array outside the mountain.

My intuition tells me that this thing is mostly the heart of a Dharma array, which can highly inhibit the fluctuation and spread of the Dharma in the array.

Elder Shangshan watched Qing Zhong appear with a greedy smile on his face, and his expression was 'the rain has passed and the sky is clear', and he seemed to be very satisfied.

After observing for a while, Fang Cai seemed to smile and said: "This is our ancient morning bell of Jiuhua Mountain, which is cast from the thousand-year-old cold iron of the Western Regions, and has been used to this day. The 13,000 Buddha patterns around your body complement each other, and you will be able to control the Dharma and give birth to luck! As I just said, if you can knock it out from a distance of 600 meters, you will win this second battle!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, his two small eyes shrunk into a slit, and he smiled heartily: "By the way, you can't use the Dao weapon, and you can't use the weird strong body you just had! Our record in the mountain is exactly six hundred meters, once you can successfully break through, the new record will be yours!"

It crackled down, and it seemed that I was taking advantage of it.

My gaze was re-locked on the green bell, this second battle should be the test of the level of cohesion.

After all, at a distance of several hundred meters, whether it is sound or power, it will definitely dissipate and overflow a lot in the spread, and nine times out of ten, the monks in the mountains practice the Dharma in this way on weekdays.

It is self-evident how far 600 meters is, I have made a rough self-assessment, and with my current strength, it is estimated that ringing this morning bell at about 500 meters is the limit.

Not to mention that the power will be lost on the way, the more than 10,000 Buddha patterns in the body of the morning bell are not vegetarians, and they will spontaneously protect to offset part of the impact.

The two are blended together, that is to say, the longer the interval, the lower the probability of being able to ring the morning bell out of thin air, and the record in Jiuhua Mountain is actually 600 meters?

Could this be the maintenance of some Inner Gate Dharma God Elder who was in retreat, or is it an old antique record left in the mountain thousands of years ago?

Damn, no matter which one it is, it's all fan-human-class!

What I don't know is that when the Great Elder explained it, the level of customs clearance was 500 meters, and the extra 100 meters was simply because the Shangshan Elder couldn't swallow that breath and added it to it privately.

The purpose is to completely defeat me in this second battle!

However.

In the dark, if everything is providential, put it in advance, and things may really go as he wants.

But on the contrary, the anxious duel with the void cloud made me understand the Heavenly Law Sword more deeply......