Chapter 72 Qingyi Fighting 2

After the elder in blue finished speaking, his body rose by hundreds of meters, and then suddenly added a jade sword in his hand, and then stepped into the void.

A bronze ancient bell flew out from the top of the elder in blue, and in an instant it became several times bigger, making a clear bell sound. Every time the ancient bell was struck, the elder in blue stabbed a sword with the jade sword in his hand. The ancient bell rang 36 times, and the jade sword stabbed out 36 swords, which was the same as the number of heaven.

"My Xuanmen Avenue will last forever before heaven and earth, and not after heaven and earth. Born before heaven and earth, mixed in nothingness, invisible and unheard. Is it comparable to your Western Tantric Buddhism?

The elder in blue suddenly struck the bell with a sword, and the bronze ancient clock suddenly made an extremely clear sound, like a nine-day fairy music. The listener was refreshed and peaceful. He knocked five times in a row, and then the elder in blue shouted, "Go!"

The bronze ancient clock suddenly brightened, and then made a distant bell and flew away to the Taiji map, but it disappeared into the Taiji map in an instant. Then the yin and yang fish in the Taiji map began to rotate rapidly, turning faster and faster. Finally, it was entangled and completely merged into chaos.

Under the Taiji picture, the Buddha's face suddenly changed, revealing a mysterious and sad look. He raised his head slightly, and the red sun above his head was also bright for a while.

At this time, people in the whole Liangjing City, no matter whether they were noble or cheap, stared at the fight. In their view, this was simply a miracle! What happened tonight is really beyond their imagination. Tonight, it is doomed to sleepless!

Countless people knelt down and prayed in their own yard, ancestral halls, and in front of the statues, and many people simply rushed to the streets and rushed to the Taoist temples and temples closest to them. The whole city of Liangjing has been in a mess.

In a manor outside Liangjing City, Xiao Yan is carefully standing in the courtyard with a pale and gloomy old man. There was a man lying on the ground, looking as if he had just died. There was a spiritual charm with yin on his forehead, and his mouth, nose and other seven orifices were sealed by a piece of yellow jade. If Xu Chong could definitely recognize him, this man was Xiao Yan's temporary driver - Lao Fang.

Looking at Lao Fang's body on the ground, Xiao Yan didn't have any sadness in his heart. He just wanted to say, "I have to change another driver... Lao Fang is a good driver."

The pale old man stared at the Taiji map in the sky and the Buddha's Dharma, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Fairy Master, this is definitely a misunderstanding. I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person in Liangjing City. It was Xiao Wang's miscalculation, but the fairy master rest assured that although nothing had been done, Xiao Wang promised the 50 people who promised the fairy master would not fail."

The old man grinned, and Xiao Yan got goosebumps and said, "Foreword? I don't dare you! However, it's not that you miscalculated, but that I miscalculated. Why didn't you think that the Wuliu View was actually the representative of the Wuliu Xianpai in the mortal world! Hey, Leng Mo, relying on someone behind me, how dares to bully me like this and kill my apprentice? How can I give up!"

After a long time, the old man said again: "But with such power, what you want to do can't succeed at all. Although I cast a spell to suppress the emperor's seven souls, the emperor did not die and will soon be saved. Your plan naturally failed, but it seems that some people like you want the emperor to die. Xiyuan Tantra, hey, it's really interesting..."

Xiao Yan couldn't help but change color on his face, and then seemed to think of something. Looking at the Buddha in the sky, he showed a cunning smile.

In the sky, the chaos formed by Taijitu kept surging, like boiling water. Suddenly, a clear bell sound came from the chaos, and then the chaos surged more violently. Finally, a flash of lightning crossed the whole chaos, and the chaos began to change, and a huge bubble suddenly rose in the middle. The bubble continued to expand. It swells and finally bursts.

A white light spot was like a seed, which grew into a silver-white ferocious willow in the blink of an eye. The willows were swaying, and countless branches and leaves trembled, and there was another clear and more bell.

Then countless thick roots stretched out from the chaos and firmly coiled the red sun above the head of the Buddha's Dharma. The red sun suddenly dimmed a little and became much smaller. Xu Chong could clearly see from the countless roots that the aura was constantly rushing into chaos, and then the strange willow grew up a little.

With the passage of time, the red sun gradually became darker and darker, and even the Buddha's Dharma became more and more sad.

"When...when..." The sound of the clear bell came from the chaos, and it began to be extremely slow, gradually becoming faster and faster and urgent, and finally it was as anxious as a drum.

At this time, Liangjing City suddenly began to smell like sandalwood. Countless ordinary people soon felt tired when they smelled it, and then fell asleep.

"Amitabha!"

A deep sound of Buddha slowly spread throughout Liangjing.

Xu Chong saw that the people around the carriage were sleeping soundly, and when he heard the sound of Buddha coming, he couldn't help feeling the pajamas gradually surging. He knew that this was someone from the Buddha sect casting spells and was busy running Zhenyuan. At the same time, a coolness flowed all over his body from his purple house, and soon put out his sleepiness. He looked at the elder in blue with some worry and said to himself, "Master is fighting with people. At this time, another person from the Buddhist sect was present. I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend... I didn't expect that there were so many high-level monks in Liangjing City. It seems that it's not peaceful here!"

The elder in blue was not affected by the sandalwood and the Buddha's sound at all. He suddenly cast out the jade sword in his palm, and the jade sword disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in front of the Buddha's Dharma, differentiated into nearly 100 jade needles, and flew towards the Buddha's Dharma.

Seeing that the Buddha's face was more sad. Although he waved thousands of tricks to block it, his power had been lost and he could not resist. At this time, the previous Buddha's voice rose again: "Amitabha! Holding the truth is not as good as the three monks. However, they are both disciples of our Buddha and Taoist friends to show mercy. It's good and good!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge purple gold bowl flew up and stopped in front of the Great Sun Buddha, blocking the hundred jade needles, which could not move forward.

Xu Chong looked in anger and said to himself, "Why is this Buddhist so shameless? Originally, my master hit three or four of you alone, but now there are still people!"

The elder in Qingyi sneered and said, "Okay, well, the poor Tao is consumed with you today. The poor Taoist still has the power to protect yourself. You monks are not good enough, and you have to force them to use the yuan god manifestation. Let's see how long you can hold on. Hey hey, I'm afraid that any low-level monk can damage your body at this time!"

Hearing this, Xu Chong immediately thought: "Can low-level monks destroy their bodies? The cultivation of these monks is not as good as that of their masters, and they must not have reached the Yuanying period. If their bodies are destroyed, won't they die?

Thinking of this, Xu Dasheng said to the elder in Qingyi, "Master, disciples will help you!" After saying that, he ran Zhenyuan with all his strength and ran in the direction of the Great Sun Buddha.

When the elder in Qingyi saw Xu Chong leaving, he did not stop him and shouted, "Yuanjue, do you really want to be my enemy?"

The Buddha's voice rose again: "It's not that I and the Taoist brother are the enemy, but the Western Plains Tantric sect is also my Buddha disciple. I really can't bear the fall of the four of them. The Taoist brother and the Western Plain Tantric sect have no hatred. Why do you have to make this enemy? Why don't you let go!"

The elder in Qingyi sneered and said, "Four bald donkeys entered my territory in an attempt to disturb the number of days and help the yin people to do evil. How can I forgive him? Kill these four people today, let's see who can stop them!"

"Alas, it's really a crime for Taoist brother to be so mysterious. The poor monk didn't want to be the enemy of Taoist brother, so he can't teach Taoist brother. It's legal."

One hundred jade needles suddenly gathered into the previous jade sword, and then trembled with the purple gold bowl. The silver-white ferocious willow is getting more and more vigorous and is still growing. The red sun above the Buddha's head is getting darker and darker. Countless roots have penetrated the red sun and began to twist the body of the Buddha's Dharma.

The bell was dense, and Fa Xiang's face became more and more sad. Then, a slight and almost undetected crack appeared on the top of his head. The longest root suddenly drilled through the crack like lightning, and then the crack began to slowly expand.

"Hum..."

The purple gold bowl shook and made a sound, slightly canceling the bell of the bronze ancient bell. Then a Buddha light was projected on the Buddha's Dharma phase. Several roots had been drilled through the cracks. At this time, they suddenly shrank back, and the cracks that had extended to the neck began to heal.

For a while, it became a confrontation again.