A few words from Lao Huixian stung the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
The golden Buddha, as majestic as a mountain and as tall as a mountain, still seems to be smiling but not smiling. His expression is neither happy nor angry, but he slowly raises his right palm...
The five shining golden fingers spread out and pressed towards the green bamboo spring mountain...
In an instant, the Zhuquan Temple gang including the Long-faced King felt the crisis of death. The terrifying pressure came from the huge golden palm in the sky. The palm was getting bigger and bigger. The gods and Buddhas in the sky finally lost their patience and directly took action to solve Zhuquan. Temple continued to rush to the battlefield of gods and demons in the sky.
The people in the small town at the foot of the mountain were stunned.
Wu Laoer, who was praying devoutly with his forehead touching the ground, was slapped on the head by his wife. He raised his head in anger and wanted to get angry.
Then, Wu Laoer, who had spent half his life repairing the earth, opened his mouth and was speechless.
Everyone had only one idea, how powerful the evil spirit was that attracted so many gods and Buddhas to take action. The palm, which was as huge as a mountain, was slowly passing through the clouds. The white mist clouds were squeezed like running water and spread apart on both sides. From the gaps between the huge fingers. Time passes quickly...
Looking from a further direction, I saw a palm pressing down diagonally, as if to suppress something.
Old Huixian didn't move, his expression changed.
The snake demon boy still stood stubbornly in front of the old monk, holding a knife fiercely.
The chest of the little stone was red, and the stone heart was red. He picked up the stones and threw them into the sky.
Tie Qiu and Qing Ling were much calmer. Qing Ling held the wine worm and nodded towards Tie Qiu, indicating that if nothing could be done about it, he would immediately dig a hole and hide deep underground. Tie Qiu had rich experience in tomb robbing and digging holes, and in a moment, he had penetrated hundreds of feet underground. No problem.
The long-faced king with the highest level of cultivation was confident that he could dodge. He looked at the indifferent old Huixian and continued to cross his arms.
He intuitively thought that the old monk might be more powerful.
The palm seemed to be very slow, but in fact it fell very quickly, getting bigger and bigger, and one could even see the thin skin lines of the palm clearly. The huge palm fell accompanied by some weird deep sound.
The only one who didn't change his face was Hui Xian.
Familiar with a kind-faced face, a vegetarian diet all year round that makes her face look saucy, and her cheekbones are very high.
Look up at the huge golden palm and feel the oppressive wind.
There is really no need for theory. In the end, strength must be seen. When dealing with weak creatures, you will use words to convince them. When dealing with equally powerful creatures, words have little effect.
As time goes by, the top of the head has been covered by huge golden palms, and the sky cannot be seen.
It's quite a bit like Wuzhishan's suppression.
The wind from high in the sky made the bamboo forest sway and rustle, and the sky above turned completely bright and golden.
The giant palm's coverage covers the small town at the foot of the mountain.
"well……"
A sigh of disappointment and helplessness.
The long-faced king suddenly looked at Old Huixian with a shocked look on his face, as if he had seen something incredible. He once again remembered the scene when the old monk took action a long time ago. It was hard to measure!
Suddenly, the wind calmed down.
The ordinary Zhuquan Mountain and the shabby Zhuquan Temple.
In the ruined temple, there are also ancient bells covered with rust marks.
Boom~
The chiming of ancient bells and weng seems to be endless.
It was neither deafening nor unbearable, as if it was just an ordinary bell in the early morning. The birds and rats in the bamboo forest did not feel anything unusual. It was as quiet and natural as the soft wind caressing the hills.
As the bells resounded, something shocking happened.
The huge golden palm with overwhelming lines could be seen clearly and paused.
At this time, the golden palm was less than a hundred feet away from Zhuquan Mountain, and the green bamboo forest was almost being attacked by the strong wind. Suddenly, everything was calm.
Immediately afterwards, the golden palm disappeared like sand and dust, starting from the fingertips and gradually dissipating to the palm.
The people in the town were even more frightened, secretly wondering which evil spirit could resist the most powerful Golden Buddha.
The Zhuquan Temple gang was completely dumbfounded.
I believed that the old monk could protect Zhuquan Temple, but I never thought that he could counterattack...
Mortals can't see clearly, but they can clearly see that the tallest golden Buddha, which is as big as a mountain in the clouds, has been severely damaged!
On the lotus platform, the golden Buddha, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, neither happy nor sad, was finally moved.
The golden body of the sitting cross-legged Buddha is cracking! The majestic body was covered with spider webs and cracks, and the surrounding precious light flickered on and off. The bells rang out, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky were shocked. The monks who lacked concentration cried out in pain, and the golden auspicious clouds were shattered and dissipated by the bells!
Huixian shook his head and closed his eyes. He had no defense and did not continue to launch mysterious and mysterious attacks.
The bamboo forest is still rustling, and the fat bamboo rats are swaying here and there.
The golden clouds in the sky suddenly moved, retreating faster than when they came.
Just a moment ago, the sky was full of gold, and in the blink of an eye, the sky turned blue. The sudden change made many mortals feel uncomfortable, and they tried hard to explain this phenomenon with little knowledge.
The minions of Zhuquan Temple were still stunned, and old Huixian touched his bald head.
"Take the time to contact Monkey Donor. It's time to replace the door. The carpenters in the town are not good at their craftsmanship."
"Okay...ok."
The ant's leg fell off the iron ball's mouth without even noticing.
Old Huixian turned around and walked down the mountain, muttering as he walked.
"Well, it's not easy for the white dragon to resist evil spirits. There's not much the poor monk can do. I might try to erect a statue of the divine dragon in the future. Although she doesn't eat incense, well, save more tea leaves to give as gifts..."
The long-faced king looked left and right.
"The yard hasn't been cleaned yet, I have to go back to work."
The heart of the little stone gradually cooled down. He glanced at the rough stone in his hand and saw that there was no target to hit.
…
The battlefield between gods and demons.
The white divine dragon more than three hundred feet long rolled and jumped, grabbing the corpse of the ferocious beast with its four claws. Sparks flew and violently tore off the flesh. The dragon's damage characteristics made it impossible for the corpse to recover from its injuries. It dragged the corpse of the ferocious beast so that it could not return to the demon clan. Big array.
Calculating the time silently, I felt that it was almost time to end the corpse.
The two front paws held down the severely damaged corpse, and the dragon's mouth opened to spit dragon flames towards the spine of the corpse!
The incandescent high-temperature dragon flames impact at close range, destroying the energy contained in the bones.
Use both claws.
He violently tore off the head of the beast's corpse.
After staring at the head that had lost energy and studying it carefully, I found that this thing was inedible at all. No one was interested in carrion except vultures.
It seems that I have been working in vain for so long and cannot make ends meet.
Throw away the huge head with your claws.
The battlefield is extremely chaotic, and the armies of both sides are fighting until now.
Some monsters around who could withstand the power of the dragon tried their best to attack from a distance, and a mess of evil spells, arrows, swords and guns hit the dragon scales. The gap in cultivation was too big, and the dragon's spell-breaking attributes were easily resolved. It was not even scratching, maybe it was. He has a crazy brain and a low IQ to do such boring things.
The old army formed a formation and cooperated to kill the enemy. The soldiers around the huge white dragon spontaneously attacked the monsters that were disrespectful to the dragon.
The winding and undulating dragon seems to be in a daze.
Too lazy to pay attention to the attacks that were not attacks, he pondered over things.
A certain demon thought that even if Bailong won, it would not be easy, and he would be severely injured by the corpse of the ferocious beast. He thought that he must be seriously injured and recovering from his injuries. He couldn't miss this golden opportunity, so he crept under Bailong's mouth.
However, being trampled by the dragon's claws into gray-black meat patties...
The dragon's tail occasionally swung at random, sweeping away a large number of monsters with ease.
In fact, Bai Yujun was just watching the future in detail, trying to find the right time to prepare for the next war.
