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When the volcano mark created by the Balrog tore apart the golden cymbal, Tang Monk immediately activated the spell and brought the Balrog into the small universe of the Qiankun Ring. He turned into a white light and rushed out of the golden cymbal.
Jin Nao was torn open by the Balrog's volcano, causing smoke and fire. After Tang Monk escaped, Jin Nao relied on his powerful self-repair ability to extinguish the Samadhi True Fire on his body, and the gap automatically healed, leaving him intact as before.
Tang Monk finally saw the light of day again. He found himself in the corner of the main hall of Xiaoleiyin Temple, next to the golden cymbal.
Tang Monk swung the Jiuxi Zen staff and hit it hard on the golden cymbal, trying to break it. The golden cymbal made a loud noise, but was unharmed.
At this time, the Yellow Eyebrow King was lying on the lotus seat, resting lazily. He thought that Tang Monk would be trapped in the golden cymbal and would be killed by the illusion inside sooner or later.
The loud sound of the Jiuxi Zen staff hitting the golden cymbal came, and the Yellow Eyebrow King was shocked, "Could it be that Tang Monk and the dog thief escaped?"
King Huangmei picked up the mace and flew to the golden cymbal to check. Sure enough, he saw Tang Monk standing next to the golden cymbal.
"How is this possible? How did you escape? Maitreya Buddha clearly said that as long as the enemy is trapped in the golden cymbal, he will be killed by the illusion inside."
Tang Monk struck the golden cymbal with his nine-tin Zen staff and said proudly: "Maitreya Buddha's broken golden cymbal indeed trapped me, and there was indeed a strange illusion inside. However, it is not that easy to kill me. Now , the golden cymbal is mine."
King Huangmei sneered, activated the spell, and the golden cymbal turned into a golden light and came into his hand.
"Tang Monk, I have been a boy for Maitreya Buddha for thousands of years. Maitreya Buddha taught me all the skills. This golden cymbal will obey my words! Tang Monk, the golden cymbal is the magic weapon of Maitreya Buddha. No matter what, you are not a golden cymbal. opponent!"
The Yellow Eyebrow King slapped the golden cymbal, and the magic sound of metal collision hit Monk Tang again.
However, Tang Seng, who had reshaped his six senses, was already wary of the magic sound of the golden cymbals this time, so when the magic sound overwhelmed Tang Seng, he shut down his hearing.
The magic sound carried the strong wind and passed through Tang Seng. The brocade cassock behind Tang Seng was blown up and fluttered in the wind. The magic sound floated out of the hall and hit the fairy mountain outside the hall. The fairy mountain began to collapse because it could not withstand the critical blow of the magic sound. .
Crows of crows in the forest all screamed and died when they encountered the magic sound. The trees were uprooted. The rivers, streams, and ponds outside became restless because they could not withstand the critical attack of the magic sound, and the water flow rushed up to several meters. Hundreds of feet high in the sky.
The magic sound echoed in Xiaoxitian, and the entire Xiaoxitian seemed to ring the death knell of fate. Countless hares, bison, and wild horses died screaming because of the invasion of the magic sound.
The lingering sound echoed through the earth. King Huang Mei originally thought that even if Tang Monk survived the sound of the golden cymbal, he would definitely faint because he could not withstand the critical blow of the magic sound.
However, Tang Seng still stood quietly in front of the Yellow Eyebrow King, looking at him indifferently.
King Huangmei was a little panicked. He kept hitting the golden cymbal, and the magic sound continued to attack Tang Monk.
Tang Monk sneered, "King Yellow Eyebrow, don't waste your efforts. The same move will definitely lead to defeat when you use it on me for the second time!"
King Huang Mei said seductively: "Good boy, the magic sound attack has no effect on you at all. Could it be that you have become deaf?"
The golden cymbal was thrown into the air by the Yellow Eyebrow King and suspended in the air.
The Yellow Eyebrow King swung his mace. He jumped up high and struck Tang Monk on the forehead with the murderous mace in his hand. Tang Monk gently swung his brocade cassock and leaned out of the way like he was strolling in a courtyard.
The mace was extremely fast, but Tang Seng was as flexible as gorgeous silk. The yellow-browed king danced like flying with the mace in his hand, stabbing Tang Seng's head, heart, and eyebrows, but he was always struck. Tang Seng dodged easily.
The golden cymbals in the air emitted bursts of golden light, and the golden light attacked Tang Monk.
Tang Monk had long expected that the Yellow Eyebrow King would use the golden cymbal to attack him when he was fighting at close quarters, so he had already made preparations.
When the golden light hit, Tang Monk immediately danced the brocade cassock on his body. The brocade cassock spread out gorgeously on Tang Monk's body. Moonstone, cat's eye stone, red agate, purple jade, black gold, etc., exuded a luxurious brilliance.
The golden light of the golden cymbal fell on Tang Monk's brocade cassock, and disappeared quickly like a mud cow entering the sea.
A raging fire erupted from the mace on the Yellow Eyebrow King. The fire released billowing black smoke and attacked Tang Monk. Tang Monk sacrificed a purple gold alms bowl.
The Purple Gold Bowl formed a black hole, absorbing the surrounding air crazily.??, the black smoke and raging fire of the Yellow Eyebrow King were all swallowed up by the purple and gold alms bowl.
The long eyebrows of the Yellow Eyebrow King jumped, and for a moment the yellow light was dazzling, and the mace was as bright as autumn water, and it hit Tang Seng. Tang Seng blocked it with the Jiuxi Zen Staff. The two of them used thirty moves and fell into anxiety.
The golden cymbals fell from the air, but were blocked by Tang Monk's purple-gold alms bowl.
Tang Seng activated the spell, and King Huang Mei was surprised to see a golden light coming from behind Tang Seng.
Behind Tang Seng, an identical golden cymbal actually appeared.
This golden cymbal was copied by Tang Monk when he stayed in the golden cymbal. It is exactly the same as the golden cymbal of King Huangmei in terms of properties and appearance.
King Huang Mei was dumbfounded, "Why do you also have a gold cymbal?"
Tang Monk held the gold cymbal in his hand and said, "When I passed by the Jinguang Temple of Jisaiguo, the ancient Buddha of Randeng stored the relics there, and also put a gold cymbal. I took advantage of it and brought it."
King Huangmei said with a smile: "That's nonsense! Among the three realms, only the future Buddha Maitreya Buddha has a golden cymbal in his hand. The ancient Buddha of Randeng is the past Buddha. He has great supernatural powers, but he does not have a golden cymbal."
Tang Monk said with a bad smile: "Golden cymbals are so common. In temple fairs and festivals, when people play gongs and drums, gold cymbals are always indispensable. There are countless gold cymbals in the three realms and four major continents. How come you have become the gold cymbal?" Is it unique to Maitreya Buddha?"
King Huangmei looked at Tang Monk's golden cymbal with disdain.
"When I look at the gold cymbal in your hand, I see you are a fake."
Tang Monk stroked the golden cymbal in his hand, "You, Xiao Leiyin Temple, Xiao Xitian, and you Ruilai, who are not fakes? They actually have the nerve to say that I am a fake. In order to open your eyes, I will Let you see the power of the golden cymbal in my hand."
King Huangmei became nervous. Tang Monk struck the golden cymbal in his hand, and King Huangmei also hurriedly struck the gold cymbal.
Two pairs of golden cymbals fell in love and killed each other. King Huangmei and Tang Seng were both hit by the opponent's golden cymbals.
The earth trembled because of the magic sound of the two pairs of golden cymbals, and the sky twitched painfully. For a moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the small Leiyin Temple began to collapse.
The demonic sound that tore apart the heaven and earth penetrated into the ears of Tang Monk and King Huangmei.
However, Tang Monk had already turned off his hearing when he hit the golden cymbal, so the magic sound of the golden cymbal had no effect on the Yellow Eyebrow King.
King Huangmei has long been accustomed to the magic sound of the golden cymbals because he has been a boy beside Maitreya Buddha for thousands of years.
The golden cymbal roars like a death knell, but no one can hurt anyone.
Tang Monk threw the golden cymbal in his hand into the air, stimulating the ancient power in his body.
The ancient power instantly stirred up Tang Monk's whole body. Tang Monk swung the Nine-Xi Zen Staff and smashed it at the Yellow Eyebrow King.
King Huangmei used his golden cymbal to block a few blows, but the golden cymbal in his hand was knocked away by the Jiuxi Zen Staff.
Facing the attack of Jiuxi Zen Staff, King Huangmei had no choice but to activate the spell and switch to the mace to fight. He was in a panic for a while.
At this time, Tang Monk's golden cymbal was knocked down from behind. King Huangmei faced Tang Monk's attack and did not notice the golden cymbal at all.
The golden light of the golden cymbal drowned the Yellow Eyebrow King, and the Yellow Eyebrow King screamed and was received into the golden cymbal.
Tang Monk proudly accepted the golden cymbal and held it in his hand.
"You poor guy, now it's your turn to be trapped in the golden cymbals."
At this time, the golden cymbal in Tang Monk's hand made a strange sound.
The golden cymbal suddenly opened, and the Yellow Eyebrow King flew out of it with a wild smile.
It turns out that the gold cymbal copied by Tang Monk has exactly the same properties as the gold cymbal of King Huangmei.
The Yellow Eyebrow King has been in contact with this magic weapon for thousands of years. His understanding of the golden cymbal is far superior to that of Tang Seng. He can control his own golden cymbal or a copy of the golden cymbal. He can easily escape. out.
When Tang Monk was surprised, King Huangmei took out a bag.
The bag is engraved with a pot-bellied and laughing Maitreya Buddha.
¡°Genotype bag?¡±
Tang Monk made a somersault to escape, but found that the sky was full of open-mouthed human bags. Thousands of human bags turned the sky into a hornet's nest.
??Everywhere Tang Monk could see, there were human race bags. The smiling Maitreya Buddha on the human race bags looked at Tang Monk as if he was mocking him.
Tang Seng, who was rushing left and right on the somersault cloud, finally rushed into a human bag, and Tang Seng was submerged in darkness.
The laughter of Maitreya Buddha and King Huangmei echoed in the ruins of Xiaoxitian. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)om - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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