Chunhu Mojiao said angrily: "I have been practicing here for nearly a thousand years, even earlier than you so-called human beings. I kill people just like you people kill chickens. What's wrong with that? Instead, it's you who let me be suppressed. Five years at the bottom of the lake, and even one look at me. Tonight, I want you to pay back all."
At this time, Xu Fengnian and others discovered that the right eye of this ink dragon was gray-white.
Hearing the words, Yi Yishu let out a long sigh, "Alas, there are spirits in heaven and earth, giving birth to all things. It is unacceptable to commit murder in vain. Brahma has only one word, kill!"
"Then today, I, Mr. Chunhu, will avenge the past revenge of destroying his eyes." Suppressed at the bottom of the lake, Chunhu Mojiao's resentment only increased, and he vowed to take revenge for the past seal and destruction of his eyes.
Mo Jiao drove his eight-foot-long body to show his magical power and fly into the air without wings.
Use the water of Spring God Lake for your own use, and carry the huge water waves towards a page of books.
I saw a page of book spread out my arms, the Buddha's light shone, and the holy energy of heaven and earth increased greatly.
The ink dragon rushed to a distance of one foot in front of the book. The water waves were blocked by the holy wall transformed by the holy energy, making it difficult to move forward.
"Great Brahma Holy Palm", a page with a huge swastika Buddha seal on the palm.
With just one palm, the black dragon was knocked back into the Spring God Lake.
The powerful palm force caused the water on the lake to splash, forming a swastika hollow.
The ink dragon hit the rocks at the bottom of the lake hard, sending rocks and mud flying.
This scene made everyone present stunned.
Even Li Chungang showed a rare expression of surprise.
"This..." After receiving this slap, Mo Jiao finally regained consciousness.
The pain radiated from the dragon's body, and it finally recalled how a page of book had sealed itself that day.
During the time when Chunhu Mojiao was sealed, he thought he had made considerable progress.
This gives it the illusion that it can compete with a one-page book.
But I didn’t expect that One Page Book would make greater progress in these five years.
He has already left himself far behind.
After realizing the gap between himself and the one-page book, Chunhu Mojiao chose to surface and stay low, saying, "Please ask the holy monk to pray for the virtue of a good life in heaven and let Xiaolong have a way to live. Xiaolong is willing to live from now on." Stay quietly at the bottom of Spring God Lake."
"Letting the tiger return to the mountain will cause endless troubles. Demons and evil ways will not be tolerated by heaven!" But one page of the book does not intend to give Mo Jiao another chance. He is full of inner energy and the Buddha is shining brightly. Just like the Buddha comes to the world, it is the move that takes his life. omen.
"On a page of a book, you actually want to kill everyone, just wait for me!" Seeing this, Mo Jiao immediately ran away without caring about his dignity.
Anyway, according to the long lifespan of the Jiao clan, hiding for a hundred years is not a problem.
After the old enemy of Yi Yishu dies, the world will be his own again.
But it miscalculated again.
"Heavenly Dragon Roars!" The one-page call was completed, the stunt reappeared, and with one ultimate move, the fate of Mo Jiao was marked.
The sound waves combined with the Buddhist holy essence can travel across mountains and seas, and can hit thousands of miles away.
There is no way to avoid the ink dragon in Chun Lake, and he is attacked from the front.
"Ah~ a page of books, you will not die well!" Before Mo Jiao died, he uttered the most vicious curse in his heart.
"Bang~" There was a shocking explosion, and Mo Jiao's body exploded violently from the inside out.
The dragon's flesh and blood spread all over the Spring God Lake, and a thousand years of cultivation was reduced to a painting.
After killing the dragon, Yi Yishu did not leave, but slowly landed in front of Xu Fengnian and others.
Seeing this, Wang Linquan quickly led the people around him to greet him, and took the lead in saying: "Holy Buddha killed the evil dragon and saved the people living near Chunshen Lake from water and fire. Please accept our worship."
"No need." With a flick of the dust on a page of book, a gentle force lifted up Wang Linquan and others who wanted to kneel down.
Then, Yi Yishu made an astonishing move and struck the Buddha statue on the top of Laoshan Mountain with a palm.
"Boom~" With a loud noise, the holy Buddha statue that had been erected on the top of Laoshan Mountain for many years collapsed.
"Holy Buddha, this..." Wang Linquan and others did not want to destroy the holy statue on the top of Laoshan Mountain with their own hands.
"Everything in the world is like a chess piece, the world is unpredictable, and all the heroes are laughing~" A page of book turned into a clear and high-spirited poem, and disappeared.
Before leaving, Yi Yi smashed his holy image, leaving only Wang Linquan and others messy in the wind.
Xu Fengnian had no such concerns and directly expressed the questions in his heart, "It's strange that people in the world would like someone to build a statue for themselves and say that they will be remembered forever. Old senior, do you know why this monk destroyed his statue before leaving? What’s the purpose?”
Li Chungang saw Xu Fengnian's intention to clear up everyone's doubts, and said sternly: "As a land god, naturally he won't care about these false incense. On the contrary, ordinary people like you set up statues to worship here. In addition to wasting people's money, food and time, There is simply no other use for it.”
Li Chungang revealed that the monk named "One Page Book" had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
The division of ordinary ninth-level realms below third-level is very simple and simple. The level of strength depends on how much armor is broken. If the armor is damaged but not broken, it is lower than third-level. Whether the armor is broken or not is the first threshold.
The so-called armor refers to the dynasty's standard iron plate armor, which combines the highest craftsmanship of the dynasty. There are two floors in front and back.
The third level can break armor, but it is only below the level of six armor.
Therefore, Liujia is the second big hurdle for martial arts warriors.
The third of the three upper grades can generally break through eight or nine armors, while the first, second and second grades are less certain.
Princess Beiliang once broke through one hundred and sixty armors with one sword.
And the terrestrial fairyland, which is above the first-level and third-level realms, has such incredible abilities that are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
In front of him, the number of soldiers no longer meant much.
When a page of book has reached this stage, there is no need for anyone to erect a statue to worship it.
The purpose of destroying the statue is to eliminate the residents' suspicion of themselves near Spring God Lake.
Let them understand that instead of worrying about worshiping themselves and placing their hopes in illusory gods, it is better to seize the moment.
After some cooperation between Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang, Wang Linquan finally understood the purpose of the one-page book.
They no longer worry about the destruction of the holy statue and disperse.
Xu Fengnian and others continued to stay at the Spring God Lake.
After Wang Linquan and others left, Li Chungang naturally no longer had to maintain his superior demeanor.
He scratched his ears and sighed: "I didn't expect that after not hanging around in the world for so long, so many talents would come out. Not only Tianhu Ling, but also the land god named Yip Yi Shu."
"Does senior know where he comes from?"
The old sword god said with certainty: "It's definitely not the group of elm lumps in Landa Temple. Just one page of decisive killing is far superior to that group of monks."
Xu Fengnian asked: "How do you compare with that one-page book?"
The old sword god showed an expression as if he had expected you to ask this question, "Boy, you will indeed ask this question. Frankly speaking, if we just talk about realm, I may not be able to compare with that monk. But if it is a life and death fight, who will survive?" It is still unknown who died.”
Xu Fengnian asked the question that concerned him the most, "How does it compare with Wang Xianzhi from Emperor Wu City in the East China Sea?"
"I don't know." Li Chungang said bluntly.
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