Chapter 353 (1/2)
”You return my things, or I will refine you.” The monks roared and urged the big bell. The golden light flashed, and the runes flowed. On the big bell, there appeared a monk, whose precious appearance was solemn and seemed to be chanting sutras.
He was very unyielding. He was chased by the killer of Tiansha Pavilion for a long time. Until the Tiansha pavilion was destroyed, the pursuit came to an end.
That day, I killed Yukong, which was a misunderstanding, but I also helped Zichen. But I didn't know that this guy had no good intentions. He even gave himself an empty spirit ring, but he hurt himself.
What's more, in Yongji city that day, he joined hands with others and robbed his own things.
Thinking about this, the monk felt subdued and didn't leave a hand at the moment.
”When!”
The bell echoed, Zichen was trapped. On the big bell, the golden awn flashed, and the sound of Zen singing sounded. All the old monks chanted sutras, and the golden light flowed.
Everyone was silly. The monk was too strong. He was so relaxed that he took away the invincible Zichen.
”Give me something back.” The monk drinks.
The chanting sound of Zen continued to ring, and the runes flowed. The old monk was chanting sutras, and the golden light rushed into the bell.
”When!” ”When!”
The bell sounded, very harsh, rippling golden ripples, Zichen is vigorously breaking the clock.
The clock vibrated, and the runes on the body surface were dim. Even the old monks among them became illusory.
”When!”
The clock trembles again, and the earth shakes, as if to rise from the sky.
”Amitabha
The monk was in the air with his knees crossed and his face was solemn. He sang the name of Buddha, and his body was shining with gold. He began to control the Golden Bell and refine Zichen.
The bell is long and the chanting of Zen is constantly ringing. The rune and the old monk become clear, and a kind of inexplicable energy is surging.
A lot of demons, look stunned, this clock is just a spirit soldier, Zichen did not smash it.
”Shall we go up?” Liu Bo asked, eyes full of worry, he was afraid that good and evil monks really refined Zichen.
”No!” Wang Qiong shook his head to show that he was watching the change.
”Boom
A big earthquake, the clock trembled again, rippling all the destruction of the golden light, impact on the four sides.
”Boom ”Boom
Among the big bells, Zichen urged all his strength, and the golden Qi and blood rose, playing a series of strong attacks. The outside clock trembled, and the old monk and rune quickly became dim.
”When!”
The last sound caused a great earthquake in heaven and earth, and the whole clock rose to the sky. The old monk and the rune disappeared, and Zichen appeared.
”You dead monk!” Zichen roared, angry, and rushed up, waving his golden fist, he hit the monk.
”Amitabha The monk's appearance is solemn, does not dodge, pushes forward a palm, with endless golden light.
”Bang!” It was like the sound of gold and iron, which brought great shock, and they retreated one after another.
After that, he rushed up again.
Two people are very fast, like two golden lights, in addition to the Yukong, no one can see the fight between them.
Zichen's fist is broken and destroyed even with a blow. However, he can't help the monk, nor does he break the monk's spirit soldiers.
It can be seen that the monk is extraordinary.
”Extremely Yin!” The purple Chen is completely free to go, the hand makes a seal, hit a terrible blow, a dazzling golden light, toward the monk to rush.
”Amitabha The monk shouts the name of Buddha. His appearance is solemn. A golden mask appears all over his body. The runes are flashing. The Buddhist body protection skill reappears.
”Boom
The most powerful defense, let the monk block this attack, but the whole person was hit by Zichen, flying out a few miles, but soon, it turned into a light to fly back.
”Well
He opened his mouth and drank, and the Buddhist six character truth appeared, with a strange wave, which was introduced into his mind. At this moment, many monks cried out, their eyes were frightened, as if they saw a sea of corpses and blood, and fell into panic.
”Peng!”
Zichen is also momentarily absent-minded, the soul was impacted, was seized by the monk opportunity, a palm to fly out.
”Give me back my things and let you go today.” The monk stood in the air with solemn appearance, but when he opened his mouth, he was a philistine.
”Dead monk, let's see who it is.” The purple Chen turns into the golden light and rushes back, and then, the world reappears quickly and fights toward the monk.
The sky concussion, a large golden light, two people battle inseparable.
All around, people were shocked. The fighting power of the two men was extremely terrible. Of course, the monks were powerful and awe inspiring.
But the most terrifying thing is Zichen. You know, he is only the Ninth Heaven of the real Yuan Dynasty. He even draws with the monk. Once he breaks through the Imperial Palace, is it invincible? Who dares to provoke him?
”Boom
The more they fight, the more they fight, the faster they fight. In the twinkling of an eye, they are all moving in the past without any intention of stopping.”Separate them, and let's get down to business first.” There was a flash of light in his eyes and he said suddenly.
Obviously, he has seen that they can't tell the winner in a short time.
”All right.” Wu Mo also nods, but his lazy face is very dignified at the moment.