Chapter 70: The Spirit of the Spirit

The huge Buddha palm pressed like a mountain and a sea, the stars and the sea in the palm changed, the sun and the moon flowed like a shuttle, the dantian yuan power under Tuyang Wan'er was bright, and the Taoist divine light surrounded her, protecting her body.

Bang!

The Buddha's palm presses down, covering the sky and the sun. Tuyang Wan'er snorted coldly, wanting to resist, but the stars in the Buddha's palm changed, suppressing her in the palm of her hand.

At the same time, the float flew quickly, and the Yuan Force in his lower dantian gushed out, and the whole person was like a golden cast, like a golden-bodied Arhat, blocking in front of Ling Xiangyuan. He slapped it out, and the golden divine brilliance was like a match, instantly scattering the colorful python.

"Whew!"

The crisis was resolved, Ling Xiangyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the floating air in front of him, and wondered in his heart, how could the floating master be here?

"On the way to the Ice Demon City, Lao Wei encountered some things, and he was a little late, but he didn't expect that the True Martial Arts Bible had been taken away, alas!"

Floating in the air, he turned to look at Ling Xiangyuan, sighed and said, "Lao Qu chased him all the way, but he didn't expect to meet you here. ”

"Xin Hao met you, master, otherwise this witch would have killed me. Ling Xiangyuan was grateful in his heart, if he hadn't met the Floating Master, he would probably have been killed by Tuyang Wan'er today.

Floating in the air looked at the suppressed Tuyang Wan'er, and looked at Ling Xiangyuan suspiciously, how could a martial artist dare to fight with the Martial King, he asked, "What are the people of the Earth Demon Clan chasing you for?"

"Haha, master, don't ask about this. Ling Xiangyuan smiled and said.

"The old man just asked. Floating Sky smiled, since Ling Xiangyuan didn't want to say it, he didn't want to meddle in it.

He looked at Ling Xiangyuan carefully, and was shocked in his heart, after not seeing him for a few days, Ling Xiangyuan had already broken through to the third heaven of the martial artist realm, and this speed was probably no less than those so-called young geniuses.

"Master, what are your plans now?" Ling Xiangyuan saw the look of surprise in the floating eyes, and just smiled at the floating master and said.

"Now that the True Martial Arts Bible has been taken away, Lao Wei has to go back to the Thousand Buddha Temple to explain the situation to support. Floating frowned and said in a deep voice.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the floating expression, it seemed that the matter of him taking the True Martial Bible should not have been discovered yet. However, sooner or later, this matter will be known by others, attracting others to hunt down.

"Xiaoyou, what about this Martial King?" Seeing that Ling Xiangyuan was silent, he pointed to Tuyang Wan'er, who was suppressed in the palm of the Buddha's palm, and said.

"Master, leave this person to me, and I'll take care of it. ”

Ling Xiangyuan smiled, he looked at Tuyang Wan'er, and said in a deep voice: "Witch, I didn't expect you to fall into my hands!"

Tuyang Wan'er's face sank, and she suddenly said with a smile: "Little brother, what's the matter, are you reluctant to let your sister be taken away by this old monk?"

"Master, please block her Yuan Force, otherwise I won't be able to beat her!" Ling Xiangyuan didn't pay attention to Tuyang Wan'er, he said to the floating air.

Floating in the air nodded, and a divine light flew out of his hand, flying towards Tuyang Wan'er. The divine light flowed, forming a "swastika" symbol in the air.

"Old monk, you dare!" Tuyang Wan'er looked coldly into the air, her face was gloomy, and her tone was cold. She kept struggling, but she couldn't break free from the control of the Buddha's palm.

The "swastika" symbol fell into her lower dantian, like a golden chain, sealing her dantian and hiding into her body.

Ling Xiangyuan's eyes were happy, he couldn't feel the aura of the Martial King exuded by Tuyang Wan'er at all, the current Tuyang Wan'er was just like an ordinary person, there was no Yuan Force fluctuation in her body.

Seeing that the seal was successful, the palm of his hand was released, and the huge Buddha's hand in the sky slowly opened, releasing Tuyang Wan'er.

"It's really troublesome master!" Ling Xiangyuan said gratefully as he floated into the air.

Floating in the air, he smiled and said, "It's just a little thing, nothing troublesome." ”

Suddenly, he turned around suddenly, and the Yuan Force in the lower dantian was shining, and he felt the breath of a martial king, approaching him.

"Meow!" the cat's meow came, and the golden spirit beast flew quickly towards this side, it stared viciously into the air, its eyes full of killing intent.

"Golden Spirit Beast, why is this thing here?" Floating in the air as if facing a great enemy, his body was full of Yuan Force. He looked at the flying golden spirit beast, no wonder Ling Xiangyuan, a martial artist, dared to fight Tuyang Wan'er, it turned out that the golden spirit beast was here.

"Meow!" the golden spirit beast roared, its white wings flapped, and without saying a word, a rain of golden arrows had already flown towards the air.

"Hmph!" Floating in the air snorted coldly, turned into a golden light, and flew quickly into the distance, he really didn't want to entangle with the troublesome guy of the golden spirit beast.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at these two enemies, he was speechless for a while, he stopped the golden spirit beast, turned around to look, and the floating air had already stepped on the golden lotus and fled.

"Little friend, goodbye!" The golden lotus bloomed at the foot of the floating sky, and his figure had disappeared from Ling Xiangyuan's sight, leaving only his words, echoing in the empty sky.

"The action of the Floating Master is even more obscene than Gou Zhichi!" Ling Xiangyuan listened to the voices coming from all around, and felt a burst of disdain, the Floating Master was so afraid of the Golden Spirit Beast.

"Ahh

Ling Xiangyuan looked at Tuyang Wan'er, and the golden spirit beast flew to Tuyang Wan'er's head at some point, constantly scratching Tuyang Wan'er's long hair with its claws. He looked at the golden spirit beast's vicious eyes and smug expression, and felt helpless in his heart, this thing won't treat Tuyang Wan'er as a plush toy, right!

Tuyang Wan'er's hair was messy, and she kept screaming, she wanted to take the golden spirit beast off the top of her head, but she was forced by the coercion of the golden spirit beast to raise her hand, so she could only let it be slaughtered.

She saw Ling Xiangyuan looking over, kept screaming, and said, "Hurry up, get this dead cat away for this girl!"

Ling Xiangyuan touched his nose stupidly, looking at the embarrassed Tuyang Wan'er, and felt proud in his heart, the golden spirit beast specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction. He turned around, pretended not to see anything, and said, "Master Cat, be careful, don't scratch it to death!"

"Meow... Meow... Meow ......"

Behind Ling Xiangyuan, the golden spirit beast screamed several times in a row, followed by the screams and angry scolding that came from Tuyang Wan'er. "Dead cat, perverted cat, get out of here......"

"Senior, that Baxia should be the spirit of the Baxia Monument. Ling Xiangyuan picked up the tablet, waved it lightly, and said.

"You inject Yuan Force to try, that Baxia should be the stele spirit of the Baxia Monument!" Qing Xuanzhe said in a deep voice.

Ling Xiangyuan nodded, since he broke through to the martial artist and had the yuan power in his body, the Baxia Monument had indeed shown its strength. It's no longer the same as before, and it can only be used as a door panel to shoot people.

He injected Yuan Li into the Baxia Monument, and the originally pitch-black Baxia Monument trembled slightly, and a strange power came from the Baxia Monument and reached the palm of his hand.

"Aang!"

In his mind, he suddenly remembered a sonorous dragon groan, the dragon groan was dull and powerful, and he was dizzy, and the scene in front of him suddenly became blurred. Ling Xiangyuan shook his head, the dull dragon groan gradually dissipated, and his head cleared up a little.

"Where is this?" The scene changed, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in another scene. The mist in front of him was shrouded, as if he was in a fairyland, the distant mountains were verdant, and rows of white dew flew over the top of the mountain, like white stars, dotted on the blue sky.

"Young man, you're here. Suddenly, there was a sound of vicissitudes in the sky, the sound was like thunder, and the tone was slow and quaint, like an old man whispering.

"Who's talking?" Ling Xiang looked at Yuan Si and didn't find anything unusual, there was no one else in this fairyland-like world except him.

"It's me, Ba Your Majesty!" the old man's kind voice sounded again, and the verdant distant mountains shook, and the whole world seemed to tremble. The verdant mountains rose from the ground, revealing a dark color.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at it, and the big mountain in the distance turned out to be a jet-black turtle shell. The turtle shell is covered with mottled green, with a breath of time, and it looks like it has gone through endless years, and it is covered with patina.

"Ang!" A heavy dragon groan came out, and a hideous Kobe dragon's head poked out of the turtle shell, four powerful dragon claws propped up, the dragon's tail stretched, and the mountain-sized bully revealed its body.

"You are the stele spirit of the Tyrant Monument?" Ling Xiangyuan looked at the huge divine beast in front of him, and his heart was shocked, there had never been such a divine beast in the Xianwu Continent.

"Baxia Monument? That's a good name!"

Baxia's body was as majestic as a mountain, and its lantern-sized red eyes looked at Ling Xiangyuan and said, "Yes, I am the stele spirit. ”

"So here?" Ling Xiangyuan stood beside his lower toes, his figure looking so small.

"This is the world in the Soul Monument. Baxia's huge eyes opened lazily and said.

Ling Xiangyuan looked around suspiciously, and said, "Zhenling Monument?"

"Young man, the divine soldier has its own world, although this world is not big, but it can also be loaded with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. ”

Ba Shen said in a deep voice: "I have been sleeping in this monument world for a hundred years, and it was you who woke me up that day, and I felt his breath in you, so I recognize you as the Lord." ”

"He, who is he, how can I have his breath on me, how can the Zhenling Monument be in that mysterious space?" Ling Xiangyuan's heart was full of doubts, he was a straight person, he didn't know how to hide, and he asked all at once.

"I forgot, I forgot, going against the sky, it's destined to be like this!"

Baxia said to himself: "I only remember that the sky fell, one by one the gods and demons fell in a pool of blood, and those races were destroyed!"

"What?" Ling Xiangyuan looked at Baxia and was confused, what gods and demons? These are all things that don't exist, could it be that Baxia lived in the period of gods and demons?