Chapter 143

Capital, ancient imperial city.

The part of the ancient imperial city open to the outside world is called the Forbidden City Museum, which is only a part of the whole imperial city that is rarely open to the outside world.

I don't know why these days. The Palace Museum is temporarily closed and no longer open to the outside world.

Deep in the backyard of the ancient imperial city, in many dilapidated palaces, there are faintly many Tibetan Buddhist lamas in red robes.

Under the law school, the law schools of five and two schools are in the ancient imperial city.

In the clean palace where the old Lin family once went, there are ten futons. At the top of the futon, there are ten lamas sitting, and in the middle is a Dharma king.

The Dharma king is not different from the Lama who received Lin Zhengheng last time. He looks very young. His skin is like the best lanolin jade. The compassion on his face is completely the reincarnation of a Buddha.

The Dharma King's mouth seemed to be reading something. In his hand, a string of crystal clear Buddha beads seemed to absorb all the light.

Between the gentle collision of Buddha beads, clear and crisp sounds surrounded the middle tone of the hall. It seems that every time it rings, the air of the whole hall vibrates slightly.

From the outside, the hall is covered by a layer of blue light, like a huge bubble.

When Yang Qiu came, he didn't hide himself.

He walked in from behind the ancient imperial city.

Along the way, he met ten lamas. All four Lamas were killed in one move.

Every time Yang Qiu kills a Lama, the string of Buddha beads in the hands of the Dharma king in the main hall will jump, then give out a bright light and darken.

When Yang Qiu reached the back door of the hall, the Dharma King slowly opened his eyes and said in a slow and deep voice:

"Martial nephew, you go!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the rosary beads in his hands suddenly shook, shrouded in the border outside the hall, and were directly chopped by Yang Qiu's sword.

The ten lamas didn't even move, and Yang Qiu appeared in the hall.

"Benefactor, you are too murderous."

The Dharma king doesn't seem to care that Yang Qiu can easily break through his boundaries. He looks at Yang Qiu and says calmly:

"You shouldn't have come!"

"Why shouldn't I come?"

Yang Qiu looked at each other calmly and said:

"Only you are allowed to kill me? I'm not allowed to kill you? "

The Dharma King seemed to have mercy on his face, but a dead spirit flashed in his eyes:

"In the cycle of cause and effect, you killed Miaoyin sect and took revenge. Why do you have to kill evil again?"

Yang Qiu smiled and asked Heaven in his hand. He looked at the Dharma king and said faintly:

"You are not a member of the secret school. The secret school does not have such a powerful expert. It seems that your realm should reach the so-called Yuanying middle level? Well, you'll be able to enter Yuanying's high level soon. An expert like you should be regarded as the elite among the elders in the law school. I don't think there will be more than ten people like you in the whole law school. "

The Dharma King's jade white face seemed to flash two different colors, while the ten lamas sitting below turned their heads and looked at Yang Qiu with difficulty.

The Dharma king said faintly:

"Since you know that Ben Zong is ready, why do you still come?"

Yang Qiu smiled strangely:

"That's because I know your strength, but you don't know my strength."

The Dharma King smiled faintly:

"In Jiangnan, you can fly with a sword. At least you should be an expert at Yuanying level, but your breath is only the middle level of building a foundation. Then, if you don't have any magic weapons that hide your strength, your magic weapons are too high."

"What do you think now?"

The Dharma king said faintly:

"I can't see through the magic weapon of benefactor."

Yang Qiu smiled strangely. The other party's meaning was obvious that he was powerful with magic weapons.

He rushed directly to the Dharma king and asked the Heavenly Sword behind him. Suddenly, a green light burst out and stabbed the Dharma King's forehead like lightning.

The Dharma King smiled lightly. The rosary beads in his hand suddenly flew up and suddenly enlarged in front of him, forming a golden dazzling aperture.

"Vajra subdues the devil!"

Yang Qiu smiled:

"Unfortunately, I'm not a devil!"

He made a false move.

The Dharma King's face suddenly changed.

But he only had time to stand up. The ten lamas sitting on both sides under him, their heads like fireworks, exploded directly.

Taking advantage of this Kung Fu, Yang Qiu waved and ten lost the master's magic weapons and the Lama's treasure bag, which he included in the storage ring.

"Evil! He made a sneak attack! "

The Dharma king was furious.

The golden light of the Vajra demon subduing circle around his body was great, but at this moment, Yang Qiu had retreated to the door of the hall.

Buzz!!

The power of Vajra subduing the devil circle is great, and the breath is like a mountain toppling the sea. The blue wind at Yang Qiu's feet took him, suddenly like a light falling leaf. Excited by the strong Qi, he flew out so slowly.

The Dharma King's face was blue and he held the Dharma formula in his hand. The string of Buddha beads became a big killing device. He separated nine beads and attacked Yang Qiu.

"Bad!"

Yang Qiu's face changed.

The Dharma King's strength is already the middle level of Yuanying. According to the standards of the cultivation world, he is also an expert. His current strength has only recovered to 23 / 10 of the previous level. It's not a problem to cope reluctantly, but it's as difficult as heaven to kill him.

Unless you fight for your injury and use your strongest move.

But the green dragon sword formula can only condense five virtual sword dragons. If you want to condense nine sword dragons, unless it is!

When Yang Qiu thought of Chen Bo and Yang Mingshan, he suddenly flashed a decisive thought in his eyes and suddenly had a bottle of Wannian stone milk in his hand.

He had only twelve bottles of Wannian stone milk left. If he drank this bottle, there would be only eleven bottles.

But it must make many people despair to kill a middle-level master of Yuanying.

He suddenly poured all the ten thousand year stone milk in his hand into his mouth.

A powerful breath was completely transformed by him to urge the sky sword in his hand. Even his defense strength was less than half.

The power of Vajra subduing the devil circle hit his chest hard. Half of his chest collapsed, and a stream of blood shot out of his mouth for ten meters.

The look on the Dharma King's face changed wildly with only half a smile. He screamed in his mouth and his eyes were full of resentment:

"No!!!"

With an all-out strike, the nine virtual shadows and green dragons gathered together to turn the Dharma King directly into nothingness.

A small faint figure wanted to flee in panic, but Yang Qiu grabbed it, together with the string of Buddha beads and the treasure bag on the Dharma king, and Yang Qiu grabbed it in his hand.

Looking at the frightened and struggling little virtual shadow in her hand, Yang Qiu smiled faintly:

"Yuan Ying's middle rank is just a virtual shadow. It can be seen how weak you are."

He crushed the virtual shadow, and then said with some heartache:

"It's a pity that this guy's relics are all smashed."

Looking at the dark red courtyard wall, Yang Qiu waved his hand and asked Tianjian to carve a few words on the wall.

Yang Qiu from the south of the Yangtze River comes here as soon as he doesn't agree. I'll accompany you at any time.