Chapter 17 The Terror of Two Magic Weapons
This scene was extremely strange. Everyone looked at the black rope held by the golden boy and remained silent.
That Lingbao seemed to be so powerful that it sent chills down people's spines!
The golden boy was Shi Hao. At this moment, he walked out and looked at the innate saints with cold eyes.
Next to him stood Huo Ling'er.
That Huo Ling'er was holding a square-shaped painted halberd, and the aura of killing nine days was condensed in this boundless chaos.
The three demon gods closest to these two spiritual treasures smelled this murderous intention and immediately let out bursts of wails that shook the heavens and the earth.
The three-headed body like a sacred mountain slowly crawled to the ground, trembling, as if surrendering to the golden boy and beautiful girl,
Everyone was stunned and their livers and gallbladders were about to burst! !
Those are the three demon gods of Taiyi Golden Immortal Dzogchen. Are they so frightened by their power that they beg for mercy?
Oh my god, those two spiritual treasures are so terrifying!
However, after calming down, all the innate saints suddenly felt angry and angry. How could they be so scared that they could be where they are today?
Many of them will be famous in the future!
If you don’t have the Taoist heart to move forward courageously, killing gods when gods are in your way, and destroying demons when demons are in your way, it is absolutely impossible to achieve enlightenment!
Everyone was about to ask the two boys and girls when suddenly, Shi Hao threw the Immortal Binding Rope in his hand into the sky.
In an instant, the black cord stretched like a divine chain of order. Its roots were actually rooted in the center of chaos. One can imagine how astonishing its length was.
The immortal-binding rope swayed in the void, swaying out a little black halo, with endless divine power, covering all the creatures in front of the Tao Palace.
Then, as fast as lightning, it suddenly descended and entangled endless creatures.
Everyone was shocked, and then roared unwillingly, trying to break the immortal rope and break away from the bondage.
However, he tried all his tricks. Unexpectedly, the more he struggled, the tighter the binding became.
"You are disrespectful to the master and want to destroy the palace door. How dare you!" Shi Haodu walked in front of everyone and shouted coldly.
In an instant, countless people were completely panicked, and the great terror between life and death suddenly struck.
At this time, no one doubted why Saint Hongjun established the Zixiao Palace on the edge of chaos.
When a saint conducts his life, why should he explain it to others?
What everyone is shocked about now is that even the two children in front of the gate of Xiaoxiao Palace, the two minions of the Golden Fairy Realm, can suppress them with just a few clicks! !
Although the powerful spiritual treasures in the hands of the two children must have been given by the saint, it is still terrifying! !
None of the saints showed up, and everyone became fish to be slaughtered.
Countless people were filled with emotion and were shocked beyond belief.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches lowered their arrogant heads and no longer had the aura of being the boss of the sky and the second in command.
When life is manipulated by others, the so-called recklessness must become well-behaved.
In an instant, everyone apologized to Shi Hao and Huo Ling'er, and then pointed their fingers at the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Shi Hao and Huo Ling'er respected their master, ancestor Hongjun, very much.
In their eyes, the ancestor is the strongest person in the world!
Otherwise, it would not be possible to suppress all the innate holiness by just taking out a spiritual treasure.
At this moment, thinking of what his ancestor had just explained, Shi Hao took a step forward and said calmly: "My ancestor sympathized with your desire to seek the truth, so he started teaching the Great Way of Heaven and Earth three thousand years in advance."
"Originally it was a good intention, but you have evil thoughts and want to destroy the Xiaoxiao Palace."
"It's really ridiculous! You know, my master's dojo is a treasure that existed during the Hongmeng period, and his character is the most precious treasure of Hongmeng. Don't tell me, even if three thousand demon gods are reborn, the combined efforts of the gods may not be able to destroy this palace. .”
Shi Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body filled with fairy light, and his tone was cold and a little more sarcastic.
Thinking of what Ling Xiao said to them, Shi Hao felt extremely emotional. He had never thought that his master was such an unparalleled master.
Being able to serve in front of his master is a blessing that he, Shi Hao, and Huo Ling'er have cultivated for thousands of years.
Therefore, how can we not do our best to protect the master?
"What? Hongmeng Treasure?"
"Oh my god! Above the Chaos Treasure is the Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure, and above that is the Hongmeng Treasure." "I said that this Zixiao Palace is so tall that it seems to have no end. As soon as I come here, I feel that I have arrived at the Hongmeng Unjudgment. ”
"Ah? Fellow Taoist, do you feel this way too?"
"Yes! If you think about it carefully, the saint is worthy of being a forerunner. He has such a treasure, but he has not let the world know about it. His state of mind is so strong and terrifying."
All the powerful people were amazed.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches felt extremely ashamed at this moment. They only felt that they were frogs in the well, colliding with the terrifying Venerable with their limited strength.
"That's all, my master said, even those who come to seek immortality and ask questions are all practitioners."
"This does not involve the crime of trespassing on your part."
Shi Hao looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and said calmly.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were originally terrified, but now that they heard these words, they were naturally filled with joy and then countless gratitude...
A saint is a saint, and his mind is as broad as the ocean.
Uh-huh!
The next moment, the Immortal Binding Rope that bound many powerful powers suddenly loosened, then turned into the size of a hair rope and flew into the Zixiao Palace.
The demon-slaying halberd in Huo Ling'er's hand also followed closely.
Everyone looked up at Zixiao Palace, knowing that the saint would no longer blame them.
At this moment, many powerful people in front of the Dao Palace looked at the palace filled with purple energy and shrouded in fairy mist with blazing eyes...
Everyone is full of expectations!
We are about to enter Xiaoxiao Palace to listen to the sermon.
We are about to meet the unparalleled one, the first saint between heaven and earth.
I don’t know how many opportunities I will get today and how many mysterious teachings I will hear.
Everyone was a little anxious, so they had to bypass Ertong and enter the temple.
Who would have thought that Shi Hao and Huo Ling'er would stop everyone in front of the palace.
Everyone was surprised.
Huo Ling'er said calmly: "Everyone, I have a saying that the law is not taught lightly and the Tao is not sold cheaply. If it is easy to get what you want, how many people in the world will cherish it?"
"You all need to know that any treasure that the master throws at you is an innate treasure."
Shi Hao looked at everyone and said: "Does the master care about the scraps of metal in your hands? But! I care very much about your perseverance in seeking the truth!"
well.
The master is really good.
If he were a master, how could he think so much about these people?
Many powerful people thought about Ertong's words, and after thinking about it, how could the saint take a fancy to their things? If it were not for their Taoist heart, they would not even have any cause and effect with themselves in this life.
Fuxi immediately took off the top-quality innate spiritual treasure Wutong Qin from his back, then offered it with both hands to Shi Hao.
Stop talking, go in quickly and let my sister hear the sermon...
With Fuxi setting an example.
Immediately afterwards, a group of powerful experts took out their own treasures, which were at least at the level of innate spiritual treasures. They did not dare to take anything of inferior quality.
After all, this represents the pursuit of truth by people like myself.
Even if the gift is generous, maybe the saint will appreciate it, and then give a small talk to himself after preaching in public?
Some of the great powers have thought of it!
Therefore, they all took out the treasures they had treasured for many years and handed them to Ertong respectfully.
(End of chapter)