At this moment, the two flamingos also exhausted all their flames and flew back into the painted halberd cauldron with a cry.
Liangchen hurriedly raised one hand, and a bright golden light shot out. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a small yellow bell!
The small bell seemed to be made of gold, but it was only about the size of a palm. It was covered with scriptures and seemed extremely mysterious.
As soon as he took it off, it quickly grew in size and instantly turned into a two-foot-tall bell, covering the two of them.
At the same time, thousands of black pillars have fallen, all hitting the golden bell!
"Boom——!"
A majestic and melodious bell rang throughout the venue!
Accompanied by the long and central sound of the bell, the black pillars suddenly turned into black smoke and disappeared. Countless scriptures surged up from the bell and spread in all directions. As soon as the scriptures touched the eyes floating in the sky, their eyes instantly disappeared. Turned into a ball of dust and disappeared.
This treasure is exactly the Buddhist treasure obtained from the bottom of Wujiang Holy Lake.
Although the state of Liangchen has been lost, his spiritual thoughts are still there. After years of sacrifice and cultivation, he can barely control them.
Buddhist treasures are naturally the nemesis of various demon sect and ghost methods. There is no more suitable treasure here and now.
As soon as the golden bell came out, it released circles of golden light, like a golden crow shining in the raging wind, and the eyes of the stinging triangular ghost narrowed slightly.
Seeing that the power of this person's mountain and river cauldron was exhausted, why did another Buddhist treasure appear? And judging from the momentum, it must be a temple-protecting treasure of a certain big temple!
"Who is this person?"
"You are of low status but you can possess such treasures!"
Even the two great monks from the Eastern and Western Sword Sects in the late Nascent Soul stage were casually killed, but they took so long to deal with this Jindan boy. The white eyes of the triangular ghost turned around, and its heart was full of surprise. This ghost was transformed into the Thousand Faced Demon King. This time, he wanted to kill everyone with thunder and show the power of the Ghost Pearl Formation, but he didn't want to meet Liangchen, a tough guy.
Although this person's realm is low, this Buddhist treasure is the star of ghosts and heaven. If he wants to refine it, he doesn't know how many souls he will lose. Thinking of this, he suddenly feels a little sad.
"Should I inform the old monster from Dao Sect to kill him?" He thought in his mind, and then slowly shook his head.
If they know that they can't even handle a Jindan boy, then where will they put this old face? !
Although Buddhist treasures are powerful, they always require magical support. Even if they injure the enemy eight hundred and lose a thousand to themselves, they must be killed!
He thought about it and made a decision. The four ghost claws changed and formed several ghost spells. The light of the human skin lantern in the array changed again. It turned into blood red in the blink of an eye, and the millions of eyes floating around him also changed. Turns into a bright red.
The blood beads of the lantern all lit up, and streams of bloody light rose into the sky. For a moment, the fishy smell filled the air like waves, and a sea of blood surrounded Liangchen!
The golden light is like a cliff, and the sea of blood is boundless. Waves of scarlet blood hit the golden bell one after another, and huge clouds of scriptures appeared.
The golden bell flickers on and off, and the scriptures rotate, as if the chime stone does not move, resisting the impact of the blood waves.
Although Liangchen in the Golden Bell was out of danger again, the magic in the Golden Bell also required mana support. Even with the power of restraint, it consumed much less mana, but facing the impact of the sea of blood from all directions, the mana in Liangchen's body still began to Time passed quickly, and he fell into deep thought again.
"The only thing that can hurt the ghost is Heiye's innate magical power, but the ghost has suffered two losses and never dares to approach again. There is no chance at all."
"What should we do?" He thought about it and couldn't think of a good way to break the formation. He looked at Ye Kai who was still in a coma and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Unexpectedly, we would reunite with old friends in such a dangerous place. If we can't pass this test, it may be our last meeting!
"My experience in this life has been full of twists and turns, bizarre and dangerous. After several close calls of life and death, I finally reached the late stage of Yuanying. Unexpectedly, Yuanying was damaged. I finally found a blessed place in the cave and found a strong backer. I thought that my path to cultivation would be smooth in the future. It was a bit stable, but today I fell into a narrow escape situation again!"
"Many wishes have not yet been realized, and the people I want to see have not yet been met. Alas, fate plays tricks on people!" Liangchen suddenly felt a lot of unwillingness in his heart. He took out Qu You's precious ring and jingled in front of him, releasing many treasures, turning left and right. His face became increasingly ugly.
After some rummaging, I found a pair of cold golden scissors in my hand. The golden scissors were amazingly powerful, but the ghost was so advanced and had an immortal body, so I tried to use it once or twice, but it was of little use in breaking the formation.
He shook his head and put away the golden scissors, and in his hand were two more small, exquisite and clear fans, which were Fengyun Bao fans.
The treasure fan of the West Sea showed amazing power, especially the combined attack of the two fans at the same time, which must have some effect on breaking the formation.
"If there is really no other way, just use this treasure to fight!"
He was thinking in his mind when he suddenly touched a red crystal bead and a fire bell.
"Brother, Yue'er, you should be okay!" Looking at the two objects, he remembered the scene of the three of them speeding through the endless desert, and a hint of melancholy suddenly arose in his heart.
Looking back on his thoughts, he touched an exquisite and elegant storage bag. In the bag were ten spiritual diamonds and a jade slip, which Meng'er had given to him before leaving.
"Meng'er, are you okay? Is there someone to make you happy and laugh with you?
Now that I am the master of the Sword Sect, I think my identity can finally match you. I want to stand in front of you and say I like you... But where are you? "Liangchen murmured as he looked at the sparkling spiritual diamonds and jade slips.
"not good!"
While thinking about it, he realized that the magic power in his body was about to be exhausted. His expression changed and he hurriedly took out a jade bottle, poured out a green pill the size of a walnut and threw it into his mouth. As soon as the medicine enters the mouth, a powerful warm current spreads throughout the body, nourishing the meridians throughout the body, and within a short time, most of the mana is restored. This item is the Feiling Pill, the sacred medicine of the Feipeng tribe.
With the recovery of mana, the golden light on the golden bell became stable again, and it could be sustained like this for a while.
"But the elixir will eventually run out, and death will still be inevitable!"
Looking at the sea of blood, Liangchen felt like a frog jumping into a cauldron, watching the water slowly boiling but unable to jump out. He couldn't help but sigh!
While he was thinking a lot in the formation, two passers-by came outside the mountain.
"Junior brother, why do I seem to hear the morning bell ringing in the temple?" A thin monk suddenly stopped and looked around with a solemn expression.
"Second Senior Brother, have you been out for too long and missed your master?"
"Isn't that broken clock lost for a long time?" A fat monk listened with stunned ears for a while, but found nothing, so he joked with a smile.
