The monk stood between the Buddha's Dharma fingers. His body was like the golden elixir of the Buddha's finger. He held a golden Zen staff in his hand. The Zen staff was inlaid with gems, shining with dazzling light, and all around him. Emit light. ..
The dazzling gold is awe-inspiring.
The power and brilliant colors of this Buddha's martial soul avatar are no worse than Long Yu's martial soul avatar.
The breath it exudes makes people feel peaceful and reassuring, as if it can calm all disputes and pain.
However, when the melon eaters saw this, they ran away and retreated again and again. A battle of this level was no joke. If they were not careful, they would become cannon fodder.
Long Yu looked at the monk's true form of the Buddha's martial soul and was shocked in his heart.
He felt the endless power emanating from the Buddha's martial soul. This power made him feel small, but it also made him more determined. At the same time, it was true that his demon martial soul was trembling.
At this time, Long Yu looked into the distance, his eyes shining with determination to pursue freedom.
It's not that he can't suppress the Heavenly Demon Martial Spirit, it's just that he doesn't want to be restrained by anything, including his own power.
At this moment, Long Yu's figure appeared taller in the lightning. He seemed to have become the center of the world, and all eyes were focused on him.
The cultivators looked at him in surprise, with different emotions in their hearts.
Some people lamented his courage, some lamented his arrogance, but most people admired his determination.
"The sea of suffering is boundless and there is only one shore, can you think about it?" Master Wu Zhen finally reminded:
"If you persist in your stubbornness, I will act on behalf of Heaven and let your soul fly away to avoid future troubles."
Long Yu also had palpitations, but he had his pride and confidence. He didn't need to be a monk to suppress the deterioration of the magic soul.
He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice (because the secret of bloodline cannot be disclosed):
"Dead monk, didn't you say that the Sanding Adachi can suppress it? I can find a way to awaken the divine martial soul with the power of blood without you having to fight with me;"
"If we fight again, both you and I will be injured, and innocent people will be killed. Don't you Buddhists believe in compassion? How can you hurt innocent people?"
Yes, Long Yu was afraid for the first time and surrendered and asked for peace.
However, Monk Wu Zhen rejected Long Yu's proposal without hesitation.
His eyes were firm and sharp, as if he had penetrated Long Yu's heart and said:
"That's good, that's good."
"It's not that I don't want to be merciful, but you have become a demon. How can you forgive me so easily? Furthermore, it is not our Buddhist sect that can restrain the power of darkness. This battle is inevitable."
Wu Zhen's words echoed in the air, and every word was full of power.
His Buddha light billows in the night sky, forming a sharp contrast with Long Yu.
The two people's eyes met in the air, as if two sharp swords were colliding in the air.
In Long Yu's mind, the remnant soul of the Demon Emperor echoed with the constant roar and encouragement, asking Long Yu to release him:
"Hahaha... Don't be afraid, little Hongmeng. Release me. I will fight this bald donkey and make him pay for his arrogance."
But Long Yu didn’t dare to release the Demon Emperor;
Because the cultivation level of the remnant soul of the Heavenly Demon Emperor is still in the realm of half-emperor;
Long Yu fully believed that "it" could defeat the monk, but once the remnant soul of the Heavenly Demon Emperor was released, he would lose control of the remnant soul;
On this day, the Demon Emperor will definitely cause a bloody storm and destroy all living beings, so he must not do anything about it.
"Let me discuss this with my lover."
Wu Zhen remained silent and acquiesced.
Long Yu dodges like a meteor arrow and comes to the ground. The ground suddenly shakes and dust fills the sky.
Wan'er on the bed had already put on her clothes, and Long Yu entered the guard of the Bagua Mirror in an instant.
He caressed Long Wan'er's cheek gently and affectionately, suddenly feeling speechless and not knowing where to start.
"Xiaoyu, no matter what choice you make, I will not blame you, as long as you are healthy and safe
long, I will be happy. "
Wan'er is direct, straightforward, and supports him becoming a monk!
The words were very clear, and she had already planned everything in her mind.
If Long Yu chooses to become a monk, then at least the dreams of Qi Yue, Nian Xiangmei, Zi Yan, Mei Baichun, Zhou Qingmei, Tan Yuning and other rivals will be shattered, and none of them will be able to get the man they like.
This result is the best of both worlds for Wan'er. It not only protects Long Yu from surviving, but also prevents other women from ever getting Long Yu. Read the book
Although Wan'er herself couldn't get Long Yu, she felt balanced in her heart.
At this moment, Wan'er had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes shone with determination and courage.
Long Yu was stunned, dumbfounded, and speechless...
Wan'er gently, reluctantly and gently stroked Long Yu's handsome cheek, as if she wanted to keep the beauty of this moment in her heart forever.
Long Yu slowly turned his head to the side and approached Wan'erruyu's face.
Bo! A gentle kiss on her soft pink lips.
The next moment, his eyes suddenly turned murderous, and he said coldly:
"I won't win until I win!"
With a buzzing sound, Long Yu raised his hand and captured Wan'er into his divine world for protection. Wan'er's delicate body disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, he waved his hand and took the Bagua Imperial Artifact into his hand, suddenly jumped up and ejected, and with a bang, the attic of the inn that was originally protected by the Bagua Mirror collapsed under his feet. Read the book
When dust and wooden frames are flying all over the sky——
With a hiss, his body was like a divine light, like a meteor wrapped in the light of fierce flames, and he went straight to the nine heavens.
war!
boom!
The war is about to break out again!
While Long Yu was making the seal, the Bagua Mirror Emperor weapon flew into the sky, buzzing with divine light, and suddenly imprisoned Master Wu Zhen in the center of the formation.
"Qinglong Xuanjue"
Nine dans!
The dragon roars in the sky!
Long Yu held the Emperor Minghong Sword in his left hand and punched out with his right hand.
Roar!
A dragon roar shook the sky.
Suddenly a fire dragon with a length of two thousand meters appeared. Not only did it use the highest martial arts of the Qinglong family, it also used its own fairy fire - the Nine Netherworld Fire blessing to attack inside.
Seeing this, the monk was restrained and unable to move, but he silently recited the mantra and the Buddha's name in his heart.
The Zen staff suddenly glowed with golden light, buzzing and trembling, and countless golden Sanskrit characters from Buddhist sutras flew out from it. Strings of thousands of Buddhist sutras, like balls of winding wire, surged and entangled around Wuzhen's body.
The fire dragon opened its bloody mouth, biting in an instant, and swallowed Wu Zhen into its belly.
Boom!
The next second, the fire dragon suddenly self-destructed, and the fire burned brightly in the sky, but it was unable to escape from the ten-mile-wide formation covered by the Bagua Mirror.
However, the huge power also caused the ground to shake like a major earthquake. The debris of the ruined houses were suddenly blown away, and the sky was filled with big branches and boulders filled with dust.
But Master Wu Zhen was still intact, and the Buddhist scriptures written all over his body shone with indestructible golden light, suddenly forming a series of snake-like twists, heading straight towards Long Yu to kill him.
