Chapter 87

Inquiring about Su Yuan's information, the blood-red nectar in the black pot was almost exhausted.

The few remaining points were also consumed in the follow-up update of Su Yuan's latest situation.

Right now, Chen Luoyang couldn't rely on the black pot to look up information about Bing Maha.

Of course, even without Su Yuan, there are doubts about whether the blood-red nectar accumulated in the black pot was enough.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

After all, the opposite side is the foundation of Emperor Wu.

Bing Maha didn't dare to confront the leader of the Demon Cult head-on, instead he performed Sanskrit Chanting, evolved the Pure Land, and suppressed people's minds, intending to temporarily keep the Demon Cult members in the Sanskrit Pure Land.

There is no sound killing technique that can overwhelm the Sanskrit chanting. If you want to break the Sanskrit with strength, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time in the same realm.

Zhang Tianheng, Su Wei and other members of the Demon Cult all have great confidence in their leader.

Even if the injury has not healed, it is not difficult to solve the immediate problem.

The suspense is how long it will take.

Bing Maha's desire is not to win, but to delay as much time as possible.

But Chen Luoyang knew it well.

Now he uses the all-or-nothing method to display the strength of Emperor Wu, and he only has three tricks.

So from just now, he has been concentrating on thinking.

These days, in addition to being familiar with the various unique skills that the leader of the Demon Cult originally mastered, Chen Luoyang has also been trying to figure out the Divine Martial Demon Fist, which was evolved and sublimated from the Great Heavenly Demon Hand.

He has recently realized a little bit about this style of "Chi You".

Right now, he was sitting quietly in the hall without getting up.

The true meaning of martial arts has not been condensed and manifested.

But in Chen Luoyang's mind, the towering figure Chi You, who was boundless in battle and surging in killing intent, once again occupied his mind.

Moreover, above the head of Prime Minister Chi You, there were nine more divine soldiers.

At this moment, as the fingers of Chen Luoyang's right hand fell and knocked on the armrest of the seat, among the nine divine soldiers above Chi Youxiang's head, there were swords and spears colliding with each other.

A soul-stirring sound of gold and iron, like a tangible sword of a magic weapon, came from the imperial chariot of six dragons.

This divine weapon smashed through the peaceful and peaceful Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, and cut down and cut down the forest of pagodas in mid-air!

Chen Luoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Propelled by the technique of sound killing, such a sound is not considered a move.

It is difficult to be effective against big guys of the same realm.

But it is very easy to use against mid- and low-level opponents.

At this moment, you can even use the sound to kill the broken sound, and use the golden weapon to break the Sanskrit sound!

He still needs to continue to study hard on Shenwu Moquan.

But this style of "Chi You" can just evolve into a mysterious and domineering sound killing technique, which can come in handy.

Every time Chen Luoyang tapped his fingers, two of the nine divine soldiers above Chi Youxiang would collide with each other.

The sound of metal and iron contained in it was full of murderous aura, extremely domineering and fierce.

As soon as people hear it, they will be awakened with infinite fighting spirit and ferocious killing intent.

In the sanskrit pure land born of the human spirit, there are divine soldiers everywhere.

A blossoming lotus is broken.

A plant of Bodhi broke.

The pagodas disintegrated one after another.

One by one the golden lamps went out.

The sound of the Sanskrit Buddha's trumpets gradually decreased, and the overflowing sandalwood gradually dissipated.

The entire Pure Land Buddha Kingdom tends to collapse and die.

The imperial chariot of six dragons is no longer as small as mustard dust, but has returned to its original shape.

Chen Luoyang's voice came from the hall.

"Is this the only way to reappear after decades of retirement?"

There was no sarcasm in his tone, but a bit of disappointment.

In the sanskrit pure land that was about to disintegrate, sick maha whispered the Buddha's name.

Then the Buddha's light suddenly condensed.

The Buddha above the six-dragon emperor's chariot sits on a lotus, preaching and chanting scriptures.

The sound of morning bells and evening drums is like thunder.

Like a lion's roar, subdue all beasts.

Good deeds are rewarded with blessings in the world, such as elephants, cows, horses, sheep...

Evil deeds in the world are repaid with evil karma, such as jackals, wolves, tigers, leopards...

When the Buddha taught the Dharma, everyone surrendered.

In the pure land, the Sanskrit sound, which had already been low, suddenly grew louder and deafening, making the minds of those who heard it go blank.

Inside the six dragon emperor's chariot, Chen Luoyang remained calm.

He stopped tapping the armrest of the seat with his index finger.

Instead, he slapped the entire palm of his right hand!

Above Chi Youxiang, nine divine soldiers moved together at this moment and collided together!

The unprecedented sound of gold and iron colliding sounded.

Centering on the imperial chariot of six dragons, it was as if thousands of troops and horses were surging together with countless weapons.

Fighting against the sky and the earth, the never-ending will to fight, and the monstrous murderous aura converge in one place, soaring into the sky, breaking through the sky!

The figure of Buddha above the imperial chariot was covered with cracks all over, and then began to shatter and disintegrate.

"Sanskrit chanting, Shenzhou Yin kills the first?" Chen Luoyang said lightly: "It's not long ago, but you are still a treasure."

With his words, the Buddha image was completely shattered and disappeared.

The sound of the Sanskrit sound and the Buddha's horn completely disappeared.

The glazed Buddha light covering all directions also dispersed.

The scene between heaven and earth has returned to its original state.

The imperial chariot of six dragons hovered in mid-air, surrounded by the vast world before, without any change.

The only difference is that after the Buddha's light and shadow dissipated, two objects fell from his body.

Zhang Tianheng stepped forward to pick it up, but it was a drum and a bell.

The drumhead is damaged and the bell mouth is cracked.

"The old monk used these two treasures to build up the Pure Land, right? He was so obedient, he ran away as soon as the Pure Land was broken, and didn't dare to meet the leader." Zhang Tianheng laughed.

Su Wei said: "He already has old wounds and chronic illnesses, all relying on this technique of killing spirits and souls. Now that the leader has broken his method, most of the old wounds will be affected. Even if he runs away, he will not be able to get over it."

Zhang Tianheng looked excited and his eyes glowed: "The thirty-six secrets of our sect are all excellent skills, but in the eyes of the leader, they are not the best. They have never practiced them. Some old guys gossip behind their backs and slander the leader for being arrogant.

Facts have now proved that the leader of the sect is a genius of heaven and nature, and he has created a technique of killing music, which is not only superior to the six tones of the sea, but also surpasses the Sanskrit Chanting of Qingliang Temple!

The sect master's technique of sound killing is the number one in the vast land of Shenzhou.

Although the thirty-six secret biography of this religion is a unique skill that the sages of the past dynasties have been constantly trying to figure out, but for the leader, it is indeed a low level!

The Great Chief is famous for being proficient in all kinds of unique knowledge of this religion, but how can he be better than the leader who opened up the world and surpassed the past? "

"That's right." Su Wei nodded: "Without the sick Maha, the threat of Qingliang Temple has been greatly reduced. The leader broke away to the Sanskrit Pure Land in just a moment, and the other party's hope of delaying our time has failed. We will soon be able to hunt down Xiaoyuan and the others. gone."

While the two were talking, the imperial chariot of the six dragons had moved forward again, flying across the sky.

Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and the others stepped into the main hall to see their leader.

The dark golden light in Chen Luoyang's eyes had turned back to black light.

"Keep chasing." He said lightly, "Even though Mingjue has retreated, don't let go of tracking down his whereabouts."

Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others under his command immediately responded in unison.

Chen Luoyang took the bell and drum casually and began to size them up.