Chapter 72 The Golden Bowl of the Floating Slaughter
Dingdingding!!
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and with the dazzling spiritual light, it flew in all directions, and the white bear was bounced back fiercely.
It shook its head, examined its surroundings, and found that it was nothing wrong except for a slight damage to the armor condensed by the wind on its body, and then it showed an anthropomorphic expression of excitement, and got up and continued to hit the purple sword net.
Lin Zhuo frowned at this scene, when the Imperial Envoy Jiuyan body attacked this white bear, she felt its defensive power.
Under the rough skin and thick flesh and the protection of the Gangfeng body, Jiuyan's body could only barely break through its defenses, leaving a shallow wound on its body.
Not to mention that the power of these sword lights that Jiuyan has differentiated now is only three-quarter of Jiuyan's body, and it is reasonable that it cannot break its defense.
And Lin Zhuo's purpose was not to kill it, but to hold it down and wait for the arrival of Master Pufang of Tianyin Temple.
The spiritual power in his body continued to flow towards the sword array, Lin Zhuo estimated it slightly, and then frowned and asked Fa Xiang: "Master Fa Xiang, how long will it take for the Venerable Master of your temple Pu Fang to get here? ”
Fa Xiang nodded when he heard this, and said with a slight sigh: "When I left Tianyin Temple, the family teacher once said that at most half a day, Uncle Pu Fang would follow, and now I have been here for three hours, with the speed of Uncle Pu Fang, I think it should also arrive at this time, it may be that something happened on the road, and it was delayed a little, but it should be fast." ”
Lin Zhuo nodded, and while maintaining the sword formation, he turned his head to look at the battlefield.
I saw that the city wall was densely packed and I didn't know how many beasts were crowded, but I could only stare under the city wall, and there was no way to take the many strong men on the city wall.
Those strong men had already shot all the arrows they were carrying with them at this time, so they simply threw away their bows and arrows, picked up the rolling stones and huge trees that had been prepared on the side, and threw them towards the city wall.
They don't have to deliberately aim, there are as many ordinary beasts under the city wall as a cow's hair, and they are all crowded together, and any boulder rolling log can take the lives of more than a dozen beasts.
However, there were a lot of ordinary beasts, and every time a piece was cleared out by the boulder rolling log, another group would swarm to fill the gap.
The softness of the people on the city wall has reduced those beasts by less than one-tenth, and if you want to kill them all, I am afraid that you may not be able to succeed until tomorrow.
It seems that the main thing is to see the confrontation between the people of Tianyin Temple and the demon beasts, if the Tianyin Temple can kill the demon beasts, these ordinary beasts will naturally not disperse.
Lin Zhuo withdrew his gaze from under the city wall and continued to sweep through other battlefields, but he stopped at a figure not far away, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.
Fa Xiang also finished pranayama at this time, and when he saw this, he also looked towards the place where Lin Zhuo was looking.
I saw two wolf-like demon beasts over there, circling around a tall bald monk.
This tall monk held a magic pestle, and smashed the beast under the golden light, and there were three giant wolves, one of which was smashed on the head by a magic pestle, and the red and white flowed to the ground on the spot, and there was no sound.
Seeing this, Fa Xiang smiled and said to Lin Zhuo: "Master Lin, that is the little monk's junior brother Fa Shan, when he was on Liubo Mountain, Master Lin should have seen it. ”
Lin Zhuo nodded and said, "I have indeed seen it, Master Fashan's body of Buddhism is pure, and it is indeed memorable." ”
Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded: "Senior Brother Fashan has a pure heart, and he has a high level of understanding in Buddhism, and in time, he will definitely become the pillar of my Tianyin Temple." ”
Lin Zhuo was slightly surprised when he heard this, he could be so praised by the Fa Xiang, this Fa Shan monk made Lin Zhuo look up a little more.
At this moment, the white bear in the sword array was bounced back by the sword wire under several collisions, and a bit of anthropomorphic anger appeared in his eyes, but his body stopped with a violent roar.
It looked around and saw that it was surrounded by this nasty sword wire, and stamped its foot impatiently in place.
After a long time, the blood glittered in its eyes, and it suddenly fell down and opened its mouth.
A condensed cyan wheal like a substance quietly appeared in its mouth, and it was still absorbing the cyan wind outside its body, slowly growing larger.
Lin Zhuo noticed the movement in the sword formation for the first time, and couldn't help but stop talking to Fa Xiang, and looked at the white bear with a solemn face.
At this moment, the ball of light had already condensed and formed, slowly floating up as if it had no weight, and flew towards the sword array not far away.
Cyan was slow, as if there was no threat at all, but a strong sense of danger suddenly rose from Lin Zhuo's heart, and her complexion changed drastically, and she grabbed the Fa Xiang on the side and flew back.
Rumble!!!
A deafening sound suddenly remembered, and the entire Qingmen City seemed to tremble, Lin Zhuo stopped on the city wall with the Fa Xiang and looked back slowly.
A huge tornado quietly took shape at some point, stirring the ground and scattering white clouds in the sky.
The sword array around the tornado was broken in the blink of an eye, and the sword shadows slowly dissipated, and Jiu Yan forcibly broke free of the restraints with a buzz and flew back into Lin Zhuo's hands.
A large area of clearing around the tornado was cleared, and countless beasts were swept up into the air and fell down fiercely, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
With this alone, there are probably more ordinary beasts that have died than the ordinary beasts that have died since the impact on Qingmen City.
Looking at the white bear that slowly came out of the center of the storm, Lin Zhuo's face turned slightly pale, she raised her hand to sacrifice Jiuyan, and wanted to use other means, but at this moment, a golden light flashed in the distance in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, she came to the sky above here.
Under the golden light, an old monk with a thin face and a gray monk's robe appeared in the air. What makes people feel impressive is that this old monk was born with inverted eyebrows, and he looks very majestic.
The old monk was holding a golden bowl in his right hand, and when he saw the white bear's mighty appearance, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and shouted: "Demon!
Before he could finish speaking, he shook the golden bowl into the air with one hand, and a phantom shadow appeared on the golden bowl, and the phantom rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the sky and the sun, like a mountain pressing on the top of everyone's heads.
The tornado summoned by the white bear was like a small snake under the giant bowl, easily accepted by the giant bowl, and was never seen again.
Then the monk actually threw the golden bowl in his hand directly towards the white bear, and the golden bowl also grew rapidly, although it was far less huge than the phantom in the sky, but when it reached the sky above the white bear, it was still impossible to see all.
With the old monk's finger, the golden bowl fell with a bang, and the white bear was locked in it.
This series of changes happened very quickly, Lin Zhuo was dumbfounded, but the Fa Xiang on the side was happy, and said, "It's Uncle Pu Fang, he's here!"
Hearing this, Lin Zhuo hurriedly looked at the old monk, and sighed in his mouth: "I didn't expect the Pufang Divine Monk to be so high, and he actually suppressed the white bear that we had been fighting for a long time with his backhand. ”
Hearing this, Fa Xiang shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Lin said that he was joking, in fact, among the four great monks of my Tianyin Temple that came out from outsiders, Uncle Pu Fang is the lowest in Taoism, but the magic weapon in his hand is the supreme treasure of my Tianyin Temple, the 'Futu Golden Bowl', which can have such a power as it is now." ”
And while the two were talking, the old monk had already slowly landed on the huge golden bowl that was buckled upside down on the ground.
As soon as he raised his hand and waved his monk's robe, the black and oppressive shadow in the sky quietly disappeared, and he put his hands behind his back and looked at everything around him with anger.
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