Tempered Immortal - Chapter 1358
[Chapter 1326 Chapter 1326 Love, Righteousness, Hope Pavilion]
Kindness and kind eyes, but coercion is no small matter.
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Following Huixuan’s soft drink, the Buddha folded his hands together, and then swung out.
In an instant, the entire sky was shrouded in brilliant golden Buddha light.
A giant hand the size of dozens of acres slammed down from the sky.
Looking at the momentum, it was as if a mountain could be turned into powder by him.
If you change to another immortal cultivator, I am afraid that there will be despair in your heart, and you will not be able to resist it. It is the supreme magical power of Buddhism, the Tathagata Palm.
Lin Xuan has also seen it on the ancient Jialuo, but the power is not comparable to that in front of him.
After all, although the ancient demon existed in the clutching period in the past, its spirit had long since been consumed by the formation, and the soul was scattered. The remaining body, combined with Tianxiu Zhenren’s Nascent Soul, exerted only the strength of Nascent Soul. In the later stage, where can it be compared with the old monk in front of him.
On Meng Ruyan’s beautiful face, a trace of hostility flashed, her jade hand raised, and she scolded softly, “Ji!”
The Biying Luoxue Sword flashed with spiritual light, with an aura like a rainbow. I saw a thousand-zhang-long horse that was trained like a flying immortal from the sky, slashing fiercely on top of the giant hand.
boom!
The terrifying crackling sound came into the ears. For several miles around, it was full of Buddha light and sword energy, but it was extremely violent.
A trace of bright red blood slipped from the corner of Fairy Ruyan’s mouth, and Huixuan’s situation was not much better, his face was almost as white as a dead person.
However, this is only momentary.
The old monk took a breath, and a trace of golden light appeared in his eyebrows, and then his entire skin turned golden, looking like the reincarnation of Arhat.
“Amitabha.”
The solemn and loud Buddha’s name was passed into the ear, and then behind Hui Xuan, a colorful treasure appeared.
Rotating slowly, there are many Arhat Buddhas engraved on it.
“The Golden Wheel of Great Compassion.”
Meng Ruyan’s pupils shrank slightly, and her voice took on a bit of sadness: “Old guy, you actually brought the treasure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect with you.”
“Hmph, this decisive battle at Tianya Haige, either you die or I live, of course I have to be careful.” Hui Xuan said with a sneer.
At this moment, the two sides have torn their faces, and even their names are no longer polite.
Meng Ruyan took a breath, this Great Compassion Golden Wheel is not an ordinary treasure, but an imitation of a heaven-penetrating spiritual treasure.
Although its power cannot be compared with a real spiritual treasure, it is beyond the reach of ordinary top-level magic weapons.
But she wasn’t afraid either.
As for the imitation treasure, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is one of the seven major forces in the Twelve Provinces of Tianyun, and its foundation is extremely profound, but the Tianya Hai Pavilion is not far behind.
Treasures of this level are also available in this faction.
And just in case, she also carried it in the storage bag.
Now it looks like that decision was a wise one.
With a flick of her jade hand, Meng Ruyan also had something more in front of her.
It turned out to be a silver ancient bell, only about a foot high, and it was missing a foot, but the surface was covered with runes, and a wild aura emerged.
“Ding Haishen Bell.”
Huixuan was stunned, and his face couldn’t help showing a bit of astonishment: “Did you make a mistake, wasn’t this treasure lost 800 years ago?”
“Hmph, this treasure was indeed stolen by Xiao Xiao, but whoever said it couldn’t return it to its original owner.”
Fairy Ruyan said coldly, she was calm on the surface, but her heart was a little sad, just as Huixuan said, this imitation Lingbao was lost.
At that time, my sister was still in charge of Tianya Hai Pavilion, and she was often in a low mood because of this matter, saying that after she sat down, she had no face to meet the ancestors of the sect.
Later, my sister died at the hands of Fengliang, and when she was dying, she was still very worried about this matter.
At that time, Meng Ruyan swore a bloody oath that she wanted to make Dinghai Shenzhong return to her sect.
However, at that time, she was only a cultivator of Yuan Ying and was powerless.
Because Ding Haishen Zhong tossed and turned, and landed in Wanjiao Valley.
There is the seclusion of the first powerhouse of the monster clan.
Don’t talk about Fairy Ruyan at that time,
Even now, she has absolutely no chance of winning against the tens of thousands of Jiaowang.
But is it so good to let it go?
My sister couldn’t rest her eyes under Jiuquan either.
Meng Ruyan was in extreme pain, but the Xiuxian world looked at strength.
Although Tianya Haige is one of the seven sects in Yunzhou, there is no way to compare it with Wanjiao Valley.
At the critical moment, the pavilion stood up.
Although he didn’t want to have bad relations with King Wanjiao, a man had to be responsible. He couldn’t save the woman he loved, which had already made Wangtinglou extremely miserable. How could she give up her only wish.
What about the evil demon clan, the battle is over.
So on a windy and dark night, Wangtinglou broke into Wanjiao Valley alone.
If you don’t agree, you don’t need to say a big fight.
After all, the imitation of Lingbao is no trivial matter, and it is considered a heaven-defying thing in the human world. Of course, the Wanjiao King is not willing to hand it over.
At that time, the pavilion was an immortal cultivator in the middle of the clutch, and the realm of the Wanjiao King was similar to his.
After a battle, the situation changed.
In terms of magical powers, Wangtinglou is still slightly better. However, immortal cultivators do not pay attention to fighting alone. As the most powerful force of the demon clan, Wanjiaogu is only a metamorphosis period demon clan. There are as many as hundreds, and the double cultivator of the Wanjiao King is also in the period of separation and reunion.
Although she has just been promoted, as a descendant of the unicorn in the heaven and earth spirit clan, the cultivation of the demon girl is also remarkable.
Wan Jiao Wang said hello, and these guys all swarmed up.
But although Tinglou is a Confucian immortal cultivator, he is not a pedantic figure. Since he dares to break into the Wanjiao Valley alone, how can he be unprepared?
How to bully the less with more, Tinglou took out the treasure that he had hidden in the snow.
Tongtian Lingbao.
Note that this is the real Lingbao, not the imitation Xibei goods.
Its power can be imagined.
So Wangtinglou began to show its power.
With the strength of one person, he can rival hundreds of monsters in the transformation period, as well as two old monsters in the clutch period.
Although he was also in the middle stage at that time, compared to Hui Xuan’s magical power at the moment, it was not the same.
King Wanjiao did not show weakness, and took out the Dinghai God Bell.
However, it was useless. Wangtinglou was a seed of infatuation. In order to fulfill Fairy Rubing’s last wish, he even put his personal safety at risk.
He was covered in blood, still fighting to the death.
The number one expert of the dignified Tianyun Twelve Provinces, it is very amazing to work hard.
The entire Wanjiao Valley was turned upside down.
The demon clan suffered countless casualties, and the Wanjiao King was finally afraid. Although the Dinghai Divine Bell was a treasure that defied the sky, it would obviously be worth the loss in this situation.
What’s more, at the end, although he was sure to kill Wang Tinglou, he was afraid that he would also end up in a state of utter wrath.
What good is there to perish together, and it seems that there is no shame in serving softly at this stage.
So King Wanjiao was reluctant in every possible way, but he still handed over the Dinghaishen Bell.
[End of this Chapter]
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