Chapter 809: Mr. Brings a Sword to Fusang (13)
The blade in the palm of the Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch appeared, and a majestic and majestic force, with the starlight of the Big Dipper, fell generously in the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Looking at the Tang-style horizontal knife, and thinking about the inseparable relationship between this so-called Huang Jiaxian Dao and Japanese Esoteric Buddhism, Wei Ye smiled in a low voice and asked, "This knife is good, what is the name." ā
"This sword should be on the Big Dipper, just like the dragon and thunder swirling around the North Star, and the holy concubine was pregnant with a treasure and gave birth to the Holy Ancestor Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. Therefore, the sword is the sword of my Huang Family Immortal Dao Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch of the past dynasties, and its name is Dragon Star. ā
"The name of the knife is not very elegant, but I don't want to dwell on this little thing now. The immortal warlock looked at the faintly flickering seven-point star on the horizontal knife, still holding his hand behind him, and responded: "Beidou Jiuchen, breaking life and death, ruling the world, how wonderful." Although in my eyes, your Huang family's Beidou method has fallen into the side door, but I don't dare to underestimate it. ā
Speaking of this, Wei Ye smiled in a low voice: "Beidou Jiuchen, only Si Huo's third-star Tianji Lucun has a closer relationship with me, and at most, a little bit of Si Shui's fourth-star Tianquan Wenqu power is the limit." How do you look at it, in this game, I also lost before fighting. ā
To Wei Ye's words, the Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch just shook his head lightly and said: "Since we have determined each other's positions, why bother to say some boring words and confuse people's minds?
Everyone who has dealt with someone feels that Wei Ye is a person who talks a lot of nonsense.
Many people like to talk trash in the fight, sarcastically mock your parents, insult your whole family, abuse your lover, and kill your cubs. So you are angry and lacking in your heart, so you finally let the other party mess with your parents and kill your whole family.
But what Wei Ye said was often too unpopular "common sense", too boring preaching, and there was only one central idea from beginning to end.
I'm reasoning with you, and any truth always lies in the difference of positions, when we are on the opposite side, then you are wrong, no matter how great and glorious you are, in my eyes you are wrong.
Mistakes and mistakes, big mistakes, mistakes that are difficult to write, and mistakes that are difficult to exhaust.
This is actually more angry than sarcastically mocking your parents, insulting your whole family, abusing your lover, and killing your cubs.
Even in the face of a faction of righteous and highly popular Heavenly Dao Divine Monarchs, looking at the perseverance and compassion of the monks of Qinglian Temple, this persistence has not changed in the slightest.
The Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch, who sensed this, gave up listening to Wei Ye's reasoning, so he slammed the blade in his hand, and the seven-point star light struck towards the immortal warlock.
Then there was a terrible pop.
A fire lotus blocked the starlight, and then exploded.
Ten fire lotuses crashed into the starlight and shattered.
Hundreds of fire lotuses, thousands of fire lotuses, lotus petals fly away, straight to the sky!
Pieces of lotus petals fluttered, forming a sea of lotus again in mid-air.
The vermilion fire is a lotus, and the green flame turns into leaves, which looks very beautiful.
When those starlights met the lotus petals and lotus leaves, they were immediately refracted away, adding a little light to the night, but they could no longer come under the lotus sea.
This sea of fire lotus should just be the evolution of some kind of formation, but at this moment, it is faintly a realm of its own.
The Heavenly Dao Divine Monarch looked at this lotus sea with a solemn expression, and once again made a complicated handprint in his hand, and then his whole person was submerged in the lotus sea.
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The changes in Qinglian Temple did not affect the "Piercing Prince" De Calla, who left the battlefield with a very aristocratic demeanor and walked to the carriage.
The old butler bowed his head to him, about to open the car door, when at this moment, a Buddha's breath with a strong spell suddenly shot straight ahead: "Om Molichiya Saha!"
In the golden light, a single cobalt pestle shot straight out.
This is the mantra of Morichi, in Esoteric Buddhism, this goddess of light with the secret name of the Mother of Light Buddha, can not only hide the whereabouts of the secret monks, but also turn into a ruthless killer!
The piercing man couldn't avoid it, and opened his mouth suddenly, holding the lone cobalt pestle between the snow-white sharp teeth.
The mantra sounded, and the pestle writhed like a poisonous snake. The man who had no choice but to bite it was very iron-toothed, and he bit the tip of the monocobalt pestle, although the monocobalt pestle had been forced by the magic force to bend into an arch, but it still couldn't advance half a minute.
But then, more beams of light came at him!
It was a piece of Buddha beads, and each Buddha bead flashed with Sanskrit mantras, with strong strength, like a strafing machine, bombarding the black carriage indiscriminately!
In such a ferocious attack, the piercing Gong Dekalya raised his cloak, and a pair of bat-like fleshy wings suddenly spread behind him, and immediately covered him completely.
Under the protection of the meat wings, those Buddha beads made a dense and dull impact sound, ping-pong!
It's like a well-trained marching band, beating the drumbeat of the march.
In such an impact, the black carriage was already damaged in a blink of an eye, and the dress on De Carya's body was also torn in many places, revealing a strong and strong figure.
But neither the single cobalt pestle nor the Buddha beads caused him the slightest damage.
The famous Earl of the Blood Clan, looking at the direction of these Esoteric Sect weapons, said lightly: "The magic monk of Koyashan is still such an old routine, as the elite of the Esoteric Sect base camp, I originally thought that your cruel tactics would gradually become a little new with the progress of mankind. ā
In his taunting voice, the owner of the Ducobalt pestle had already rushed forward with a roar: "Damn vampire, give me back Miss Nayotake!"
(End of chapter)