C780 (1/2)
Hum, clear sword chant constantly rings between heaven and earth, making the whole 17th layer of hell tremble, and the source of this sword chant is the sad God sword held by Hongling in dark gold robe at this time.
Ignoring zhengfaming, Hongling drags his sword to Wuhua step by step. The killing intention of his body is raging like a storm, which makes the world full of sword spirit.
”Stop it, Lord Hongling. You can't do anything against Wu Hua. He is a venerable man of the Western Tianling mountain. If you kill him, you will be the enemy of the whole Western Heaven in the future. Please be careful not to mistake yourself!”
Seeing that Hong Ling's intention to kill became more and more powerful, zhengfaming finally changed his face and spoke in a hurry to stop him. Although he was confident that he could compete with his royal highness, he was not a vegetarian.
Once Qin Chen and Lu Wu broke out at the same time, and with the strength of Qingniao and ah Jiu, I was afraid that he would have to deal with these people, and he would not have time to rescue Wuhua.
Hongling, who has the sad sword and diamond carving, is very easy to kill Wuhua without the blade of the pharmacist's glass. If she can't rescue this young Buddhist monk from the Western Heaven, she is afraid that she will be punished. This is what Zhengfa Ming does not want to see.
”If I don't stop, can you stop me
Hong Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at Zheng faming jokingly. Since this person wants to discuss the cause and effect with himself, it's better to end a period of cause and effect first. Anyway, it's a long time to go, isn't it!
”Since you are stubborn, I can only kill you!”
Zhengfaming didn't want to try his best. After all, he had to face Su Yu, who was the enchanting angel God, after entering the eighteen levels of hell. But now, Hong Ling is constantly pressing him, and he can only expose his cards.
Hum, the blade of the pharmacist's glass was rapidly ringing and trembling at this moment, but zhengfaming put it into the purple and gold bowl. Behind him, at this time, a huge God kingdom was slowly floating up.
However, zhengfaming didn't take a look at it. Instead, he threw the only purple gold bowl in his hand towards this face, which made the artifact merge with the divine Kingdom rapidly, and broke out an extremely powerful gold wish.
Another powerful Sanskrit sound was heard, and the right Dharma was immediately covered in the light of Buddha. Under his body, a golden lotus platform emerged, which slowly integrated him into the plane God Kingdom, making a dazzling golden sun between heaven and earth.
At this moment, a cold feeling of dying suddenly came to Hong Ling's mind. He looked up at the sky and found that the heaven and earth had changed. He seemed to have been transferred to an unknown space in an instant, and only he and zhengfaming were here.
”This is the time and space within the purple gold bowl. This Zhengfa Ming has integrated into it by itself. In addition to the previous pharmacist's glass blade and the powerful plane God Kingdom, it has burst out powerful enough to kill me!”
Carefully sensing the power of this space-time, Hong Ling's look is more and more dignified. Now zhengfaming has become the God of this space-time. He has perfectly integrated into it, and the power of the two magic tools is far superior to himself. This is very troublesome.
”Amitabha
A strong sound of Buddha suddenly came from the sun above the sky, which made Hong Ling's face startled. He was staring at the powerful golden sun, but suddenly he found that there were innumerable miracles shooting down.
However, there were countless glass sabres, which were filled with golden sun fire. They were resonating and trembling with each other, forming a huge palm. They wanted to suppress Hongling thoroughly.
Hum, a cold hum, Hong Ling quickly threw the dark gold sword in her hand toward the huge palm of the falling sky, and immediately locked her pupil, making a powerful sword between heaven and earth intended to wreak havoc.
Under the control of Hongling's divine sense, the trembling God of sorrow is rapidly divided and transformed into a torrent of sword rain, which is like a huge palm poured with gold.
Boom, the sky of light and flame toward the surrounding, the swords of each other broke out a terrible roar in an instant, which made Hongling's face white, and instantly vomited out a mouthful of scarlet blood.
He raised his head and stared at the broken sword rain. His eyes were full of awe inspiring color, and he had no time to think about it. The matchless son of the world rushed to shake his arms again, making ten powerful sword of law condense between heaven and earth, turning into sword array and defending himself in it.
The power of zhengfaming is too strong in this void now. After accepting the magic light of the pharmacist's glass blade and the purple gold bowl bowl, his own strength has reached the extreme. It is impossible for him to compete with him with Hongling simply with the sad sword.