Chapter 679 The decisive blow
Looking at Tang Yuan who had not moved yet, the gray-robed old monk also felt a little uneasy in his heart.
As the blood sacrifice proceeds, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s dojo in the underworld, which is the small reincarnation controlled by Buddhism, has mostly appeared in Huazhou.
Huazhou is originally the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the earthly immortal world. Using the relics as a bridge, connecting the two dojos in Jiuyou and the earthly immortal world, we can realize the great goal of recreating the Buddhist small reincarnation in the earthly immortal world. willing.
But things are almost done, but Tang Yuan still hasn't made any move, which makes people worry whether he still has some cards to play.
The closer the great achievement was, the more the gray-robed old monk thought and the more panicked he became.
The reincarnation of the small reincarnation is related to the foundation of Buddhism. If the old monk in gray robe can let Buddhism control the reincarnation again at this critical moment before the end of the calamity, not to mention the status of Bodhisattva, and even achieve Buddhahood, it is not unreasonable. talk.
How many people can treat it calmly when it involves the opportunity of enlightenment?
Especially looking at Tang Yuan's unhurried, leisurely and comfortable look, it only added to the uneasy mood.
“Could it be that the golden dragon scissors have also arrived in Huazhou?”
After much deliberation, the gray-robed old monk concluded that the only person who could give Tang Yuan such confidence was the innate spiritual treasure that shocked the heavens.
As the number one figure in such an immortal world, stopping the Golden Dragon Scissors is also the top priority of this operation.
“I knew those devil bastards were unreliable!” The gray-robed old monk secretly resented in his heart, and his expression became even more depressed.
"It seems you have guessed it." Tang Yuan said in a relaxed tone, "In the face of absolute strength, all calculations are so ridiculous."
"You are really naive, Do you think that a five-year-old demon carrying a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure can stop an innate spiritual treasure?"
Tang Yuan's face showed a smile of control, and he said sharply: "As long as the innate spiritual treasure you enshrine has not yet revived, everything you want must go through my sect!"
The gray-robed old monk could feel that Tang Yuan was not being alarmist, because the sense of threat that was like a ray of light on his back could not be faked. No matter how strong Tang Yuan's fighting skills were, but only with his cultivation level of the Yiwan Tianjun, he could not lie. I absolutely cannot allow myself to feel like this!
"The Golden Jiaojian is really here, where is it?"
"That's right, Tang Yuan was able to escape from the control of the Demon Sect, it must be because of the Golden Jiaojian. There is no way Tang Yuan can escape from it. Fate can escape the trap, but the golden scissors are still trapped!”
The old monk in gray robe raised his sixth consciousness to the highest level and felt everything around him. He knew what happened when the golden scissors appeared! In a moment, he will definitely receive a thunderous blow.
"But as long as I survive the first blow, the power contained in the relic can be stimulated. By then, even the golden dragon scissors will not be able to move me at all."
The old monk in gray robe is naturally prepared. This relic It is left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and the power contained in it is not afraid of the innate spiritual treasure in its full form, let alone the golden dragon shear that has fallen down the level.
This relic is one of the treasures at the bottom of the Pure Land Pressure Box. Its power and importance are no less than the ancient coffin lanterns enshrined in the Pure Land of Paradise in the Earthly Immortal Realm!
But like the innate spiritual treasure, this relic is still in a dormant state. Only the Whispering Pure Land has been destroyed, or like now, it has been linked to the Ksitigarbha Dojo it is familiar with. , will wake up for a moment.
Even so, Buddhism does not have the qualifications and ability to control it, and can only let it act according to instinct.
Like the mana fluctuations of the soul level, this relic didn't even pay attention to it.
Perhaps only after it feels threatened will this relic use the power from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"As long as you feel the breath of the golden dragon scissors, the relics will wake up." The old monk in gray robe kept repeating in his heart to encourage himself. When faced with beings like Jin Jiaojian who can easily control their own life and death, even the primordial spirit Arhat will inevitably be at a loss.
But he also knew that before taking action, Golden Dragon Scissors would never reveal his whereabouts, so he might have to take a hit no matter what.
At this point, the gray-robed old monk could only believe that the blood rain formation set up by the demon sect was as he said, and it could suppress even innate spiritual treasures.
But even so, the gray-robed old monk still didn't feel the slightest sense of security in his heart.
Under this silent and huge pressure, the gray-robed old monk forced himself to calm down and said: "Reincarnation is beneficial to the disciples of the three religions and even all practitioners. Why should Sect Master Tang do this? Aggressively."
"The poor monk promises that when the reincarnation is restored, the Three Immortals Island can also take a share of it. The cause and effect of this blood sacrifice for all people will be taken over by me and the devil, and Sect Master Tang will only have to sit back and enjoy the results. , is it possible?”
“Master, is this possible?” Tang Yuan first looked tempted, and then asked with a puzzled face, “The two of you have paid such a price. , the reincarnation that has just been reestablished, can you really accept that I will take over the reincarnation without doing anything? "
The gray-robed old monk saw signs that Tang Yuan was moving and quickly continued: "Tang Zongzhu is joking. It is naturally impossible to become the master, but the poor monk can guarantee that all disciples of Sanxian Island can enjoy the convenience of small reincarnation. , after reincarnation, keep the true spirit in order to re-enter the path."
"It's really exciting to hear." Tang Yuan rubbed his chin and said slowly, "But, I refuse!"
Before the Juezi was closed, a terrifying sense of crisis surged into his heart. The gray-robed old monk quickly blessed himself with dozens of Buddhist marks, each of which was enough to block the attack of the soul. In conjunction with his already tyrannical Arhat Golden Body.
"Even if...Jin Jiaojian arrives in person, I can..."
Before he finished speaking, the Nine Stars of the Big Dipper suddenly appeared in the sky, and the starlight dispersed like arrows. A thick rain of blood enveloped Huazhou. Even if it was only for a moment, the cultivators saw the stars in the sky that had never changed since ancient times, exuding shocking and terrifying murderous intent!
Great supernatural power, the Big Dipper falls!
At the same time, an extremely dazzling thunder light shot out from Tang Yuan's hand. The lightning light was fast and fierce, like a purple dragon. It flickered as if it penetrated the space. With an attitude of going forward indomitably and destroying everything, the thunder light exploded. Towards the heart of the gray-robed old monk.
Great supernatural power, super clear divine thunder!
Tang Yuan opened his right hand, five colors flowing, dense like smoke, five colors of divine light condensed, illuminating the entire sea area, like a rainbow reflecting the clouds, the dawn of the sky suddenly suppressed towards the gray-robed old monk Down.
Great magical power, five-color divine light!
Three great magical powers, almost in no time, hit the gray-robed old monk at the same time.
Boom!
The horrific explosion rolled up a huge cloud of smoke, and even Chu Du was enveloped in it. All the monks, including Xu Zhi, fell into a state of blindness.
After a while, when the turbid clouds slowly dispersed, the figure of the gray-robed old monk appeared in front of everyone again.
It's just that at this moment, the invincible Arhat's golden body has withered and decayed, and the vast energy has been completely cut off. He can no longer feel a single bit of it. Only a look of disbelief is solidified in the On his face!
And the wound that penetrated his heart was still emitting faint black smoke, which seemed to indicate who was the culprit!
Great magical power, the divine light at the end of Ming Dynasty!
In the blink of an eye, a great monk who had fallen into decline and whose cultivation was enough to overwhelm Huazhou, died in Tang Yuan's hands without the ability to fight back.
Such a horrifying and unconventional scene shocked the monks watching in Chudu, their hearts were agitated, and they could not recover for a long time.
Chu Qinghe, who knew the suppressive power of the Blood Rain Array, was not only horrified but also confused.
If he had known earlier that the Taoist soul had such power, why would he have abandoned the people of Huazhou and taken refuge in the Demonic Sect? !