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"Old monk, you are so shameless, you even used magic weapons!"
¡°Daughter-in-law, please lend me a gun!¡±
Qiran¡¯s figure quickly retreated, thousands of miles away in an instant, and was only three steps away from the place where he escaped in the ancient wilderness. Six colors of light intertwined in his eyes, and he vaguely felt like he was being spied on.
¡°However, I didn¡¯t notice it carefully, but there was an extremely gentle voice filling the depths of the sky
At this moment, all the eight-treasure glazed lamps behind the dead old monk appeared, and the light of vast merits and virtues condensed in them. Countless mysterious and ancient rhymes intertwined. The eight-color glazed light penetrated the void and faintly intertwined with the legendary extreme scene of the western sky. The strange appearance of the Supreme Spiritual Mountain, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and the Supreme Buddha Kingdom.
The Buddha's light is bright, the lights are like clouds, filling the endless depths of the sky, and even reflecting the shadow of an ancient Buddha, full of sacred and supreme immortal power.
The eight-treasure glazed lamp is as dazzling as it is brilliant, shining for eternity!
This is one of the spiritual treasures of Buddhist merit and virtue. People who are not of great virtue and practice cannot master the eight-treasure glazed lamp.
Although it is an acquired spiritual treasure, it is also a spiritual treasure of merit.
It is of the same level as the Hunyuan Yiqi Xuanhuang Pagoda in Xu Hao's hand. It is said to be invincible when placed on the head.
The eight-treasure glazed lamp is just the opposite. It is not good at defense, but is famous for attack. It can use the power of the golden wheel of merit to evolve the most powerful red lotus fire of Buddhism, the demon-killing thunder, and the eight-part heavenly dragon seal
"Witch, this poor monk will sacrifice all his merits and virtues today to save you!"
"Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"
The dead wood of the old monk's altar is stained with dust, the Buddha's heart is stained, and the thoughts of killing have arisen. The whole person has transformed from a kind face to a angry-eyed Vajra, the heart sutras have evolved into red flames, and the characters all over the sky have turned into red lotuses. The vast merits of The light also ignited the eight-treasure glass lamp, and a red lotus of red fire bloomed.
The Sanskrit sounds of Buddhism also turned into the terrifying sound of subduing demons. Endless golden Buddha seals, characters, and swastikas rotated the sky, forming a huge cassock, directly blocking an area of ??30 million miles in radius.
The old monk withered wood has a reputation of great virtue. Thirty million miles of heaven and earth have been destroyed, and he is unwilling to commit murder.
The red lotus bloomed all over the sky, filled with endless karma fire, gathering from the heaven and the earth in all directions. Based on the eight-treasure glazed lamp, twelve huge flame lotus petals faintly closed together, directly forcing the incarnation of the Lord of the Underworld, Qiran, into the center.
Qiran's body was intertwined with six colors of light, and there was a faint flicker of mist. A halo of green flames gathered from all directions, and countless ancient secret symbols evolved in it. The green flames gave people an extremely cold aura, as if even the soul could be completely burned away. .
The Nine Netherworld Fire, also known as Hell Fire, is on the same level as the Thirty-three Heavenly Fire.
It surpasses the innate divine fire and can compete with the chaotic fire.
But it only took a moment. The hell fire was burned out by the red lotus karma fire. The twelve huge flame lotus petals pressed hard again, making the space for Qiran's foothold smaller and smaller.
Once the lotus petals gather together, Qiran will be absorbed into the eight-treasure glazed lamp, and will eventually be refined to death.
"Take the gun!"
Just when Qi Ran had no choice but to retreat and escape, the entire sealed world was suddenly torn open with a golden gap. It was dark, dead, cold, evil, and infinitely suppressed and cold sounds surged out. , and a gun about seven feet long, dark in color, and plain and simple came out.
As soon as the pitch-black divine spear came out, the world was shocked, ghosts and gods wept, and it penetrated so many terrifying cracks and tore apart so many worlds. It even annihilated a petal of Karma Fire and fell into Qi Ran's hands.
¡°You are a dead tree and a big bald donkey, I am angry!¡±
"Go to hell!"
"The Six Paths of Divine Skills¡ªThe Way of the World!"
Qiran held the jet-black magic gun tightly in his palm, his six-colored eyes were dead, filled with only the ultimate darkness, and the six holes behind him were suspended again, eventually evolving into a dark and gloomy ancient road, with countless dark and silent mist flowing, terrifying power It extends from the ancient road and is all integrated into Qiran's body.
Ten thousand and eight hundred lines of law run through the void, seeming to be able to travel to high latitudes, evolving into one hundred and eight ancient divine chains. Countless worlds, planes, dimensions, and the phantoms of heaven and earth are reflected behind Qiran.
??Cold, dead, chilling, dark, full of the ultimate atmosphere of reincarnation, a faint shadow of a dim yellow ancient road can be seen, leading to the unknown world
I saw Qiran's figure retreating very fast, the Nightmare Spear in his hand raised high into the sky, and instantly thrown towards the eight-treasure glazed lamp. It was unparalleled in sharpness, frightening and fast. It seemed to be able to penetrate three thousand worlds, shatter a hundred thousand worlds, and destroy endless things. The world-destroying power of chaos.
The sharp gun scares the night!
"boom!"
An unpretentious, extremely destructive spear pierced out, completely defeating the eight-treasure glazed lamp, and cracked into dozens of fragments on the spot.
"Poof!"
The eight-treasure glazed lamp shattered, and the dead old monk was severely traumatized. A mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was extremely gray, and his eyes were full of horror, but before he could make any move.
The power of the Dark Nightmare Divine Spear remained unabated, like a swift meteor, it pierced the old monk's chest, knocking him tens of millions of miles away, shattering countless mountain peaks, and finally nailed him to a stone. On top of the mountain.
"Witchyouyou colluded withthem"
"The Messenger of Destructionthe Master of the Two Divine Spears"
"It turns out it's her You are also here for the City of Miracles"
"Cough! Coughdream!"
"You will never get the poor monk's mushrooms today the poor monkshould be in trouble"
"I, the Buddha, am compassionate!"
The old monk withered wood was nailed to the mountain peak, coughing blood violently from his mouth, and the golden body in his body was broken. Even if he was not killed, there was not much time left.
"Great monk, why bother? Why seek death!"
¡°I don¡¯t want to kill you, after all, the mushrooms you grow are still very delicious.¡±
"If you want to hand it over early, then there are still things to do now, so hand it over obediently!"
"I am doing this for your own good. If you dare to pass away or destroy the mushrooms, I believe that you, that five-colored little mushroom spirit, will definitely be miserable."
Qiran¡¯s figure arrived in front of the dead old monk, with a completely ¡°I¡¯m doing it for your own good¡± attitude. If you want to blame it, it¡¯s the old bald donkey who doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s good and what¡¯s good.
??If you have to bring about your own death and don¡¯t make the heaven and the earth great, is my wife the greatest?
"Youwitchwitch"
"Amitabha! The fate of this poor monk today will be your fate in the future"
"The last three lucky mushrooms"
"Take it away!"
Three yellow mushrooms with complete seals appeared in the palm of the old monk's hand, floating quietly in the void. He clasped his palms together and slowly closed his eyes, already looking like he was beyond love.
"Old bald donkey, I guess you know the truth!"
"That little mushroom spirit, I won't move."
"Take good care of yourself and continue to grow mushrooms. I will be here again in a hundred thousand years."
Qiran smoothly pulled out the Nightmare Divine Spear, and the six-color light filled his palm, and he grabbed the three yellow mushrooms. However, his heart suddenly tightened, and he took three steps back. The Nightmare Divine Spear was lying in front of him, in the dark. I felt a hint of danger.
"boom!"
After a full quarter of an hour, Qi Ran confirmed again and again and found that there was no crisis. The moment he relaxed, a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his head
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