Chapter Forty-Six: The Palm of God, the Phantom of Death
"Xiaoqing, what nonsense are you talking about, I only have gratitude to Mr. Cheng, and I have no meaning of men and women", Bai Suzhen glanced at her.
"Sister, do you think he has poor cultivation?" asked Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing, I really don't have the heart to think about this now. ”
"Sister, let me tell you, if you don't catch it now, don't regret it in the future, although his current cultivation is very different from yours.
But I can see that he has great luck and great opportunities, and his achievements in the future will definitely not be low, just worthy of his sister", Xiaoqing continued to persuade.
"Oh, Xiaoqing, I know this matter in my own heart, so don't mess around with the mandarin duck spectrum anymore", Bai Suzhen said shyly.
For some reason, after being said by Xiaoqing, she always unconsciously pursued Cheng Yun's figure, and her eyes always glanced at him uncontrollably.
After Xiaoqing saw this scene, she kept covering her mouth and snickering, and said secretly: "I still said that I don't like it, so I won't admit myself now." ’
In their own careful thoughts, night fell quickly, and when they returned to the temple, the number of people had already decreased by more than half, and the people who left were persuaded to leave by the red elders.
After all, their cultivation is too low, and they can only be cannon fodder here.
In the same way, there are also more people they don't know, which is called by the red elder to help.
"Boom!"
The clouds were surging, the void was twisting and changing, and in the shocked gaze of everyone, the aura of death poured out from the passage and quickly diffused.
Suddenly, these death gases turned into teams of skeleton soldiers, armed with bone knives and bone guns, rushing towards everyone.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just some bones, it's been brewing for so long, I thought something would come out."
After the skeleton soldier appeared, the fat man's expression relaxed a lot, and this afternoon, although the fat man said that he was giggling, he was actually very uneasy in his heart.
The cause of the uneasiness is the passage above, the ghost knows what he is going to face, and the unknown is the most terrifying.
"Amitabha, if you come to the first form of the divine palm, the Buddha's light shines!"
Monk Shakya's hands are knotted with a heart seal, the Buddha light on his body blooms, a Buddha horn shakes the mountains and rivers, and a Buddha light affects all beings!
Under the sound of the Buddha, the skeleton soldiers were shattered one after another, becoming a real skeleton of bones;
Under the light of the Buddha, a large amount of black smoke came out of the skeleton soldiers, which was the dead qi or soul attached to them, and then, these skeletons gradually decayed and dissipated.
The skeletons are endless, destroying wave after wave.
"This time I'm coming"!
The old man stepped forward and said, his hand knot did not move the fundamental seal, "If you come to the third form of the divine palm, the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers!"
He raised his right leg and stomped down violently, and with a "boom", the sound rang out and the heavens and the earth shook.
As if in an earthquake, cracks opened in the ground, and the people on it began to stagger, unsettling on their feet.
With a "bang", everyone looked at it, and the entire Jingci Temple under their feet was actually collapsed.
Countless skeleton soldiers on the ground were destroyed and buried;
The tremor not only acted on the ground, but also affected the air, as if it were dumplings, shaking down the skeleton soldiers who were still in the air.
"Haha, Lao Hong, well done"!
"Sword to Kill Demons"!
Yuan Daochang was not willing to be lonely, and a long sword with a simple shape, a sword engraved with runes, and a long sword engraved with a yin and yang Taiji diagram on the sword jaw flew out of Yuan He's body.
Holding the hilt of the sword, the long sword flashed, and the fierce sword qi slashed out, and everywhere it passed, the skeleton soldiers were all slashed by one sword and two sections.
In the air and on the ground, the speed of the skeleton soldiers rushing over could not catch up with the speed of destruction for a while.
Under the repeated attacks of the three elders, there was nothing Cheng Yun and them to do, all they could do was to occasionally pick up a leak and get over it.
"Jiang is really still old and spicy, amazing", Cheng Yun praised.
"Yes", Zhang Zifeng nodded in agreement, "But the small one shouldn't be too bad, right, Brother Dong." ”
"That's right, Lao Dong, as the apprentice of the old red, you should be able to do the same thing, tsk, if you come to the palm of the god", the fat man's real name is envious.
According to legend, the Buddha of the Buddha passed on a set of peerless martial arts to mortals in order to purify sentient beings, relieve calamity and eliminate misfortune, and the power of the divine palm can be defeated by natural disasters and disasters, and demons can be eliminated.
Those who are not deeply related to the Buddha cannot get it!
The fat man thought that he had obtained the inheritance of the Dragon Descending Venerable was already a deep Buddha, but he didn't expect that a mountain would be a mountain high, and he couldn't help but look at Dong Zhiyuan with some taste.
But seeing Dong Zhiyuan smiled slightly, he said modestly: "I will be able to do this if I come to the divine palm, but the power cannot be compared with the second elder." ”
"Isn't this nonsense, your Rulai Divine Palm is still passed down from the family, how can it be more powerful than them, pretending to be forced, this guy must be pretending to be forced, and we still have evidence." ’
Jealousy separated everyone, and the jealous eyes made Dong Zhiyuan feel like a cold man.
He hurriedly pretended not to say anything, trying to minimize his presence.
Just when everyone's attention was focused on the power of the three bosses, with the help of the cover of night, the black passage in the air was quietly getting bigger.
The black gas gushing out is more, and the color is more pure.
When he was reborn, he was no longer a skeleton soldier, but an underworld warrior wearing a black underworld robe and holding a spear.
These warriors no longer attacked in groups, but formed in columns, forming formations one after another.
The momentum of the army was like a rainbow, and the cold murderous aura made most of the people on Cheng Yun's side panic, and before the battle started, their courage had disappeared.
It can be seen from the boundless evil aura on their bodies that this is a battle-hardened army, and it is also an invincible team, otherwise there would not be such an amazing evil aura.
The evil spirit will always only focus on those who kill like hemp.
And under the effect of the military array, these evil qi actually rose to the sky, and above their heads, they transformed into a figure as black as ink: Death!
Wearing a black cloak and wielding a curved sword, the Grim Reaper is the spokesperson of death, controlling the life and death of mortals in the Shenyuan Universe.
The army was uniform, looking at Cheng Yun and them indifferently, and the spears in their hands were drawn at them in unison.
The Grim Reaper above them made the same movement, and the curved sword in his hand also slashed at them, and a gray death aura struck everyone.
"Click, click, click".
Under this breath of death, the space was overwhelmed, and it made a sound like a mirror cracking.
"Hiss......"
Everyone gasped, the space was actually shattered by this death breath, and what was even more terrifying was that they felt the strangeness of their souls.
At this moment, they felt as if their souls were being grabbed by something, and they were suffocating more and more.
The cold killing intent coming from the front made the fear in everyone's hearts more and more intense, and they felt like they wanted to escape from this place, but they couldn't move a single step.