Chapter 1677 (2/2)

Shaking his head madly, guru cangyang is nearly insane at the moment. After all, no one in the world can break his golden body since he has cultivated his golden body. After all, the Buddha is immortal.

”Hum!”

Between the breath and snort again a golden gas, at the moment the master cangyang called a crazy yell: ”the golden body remodeling.”

In a word, the breath of the whole Huashan Mountain changed again, and the Buddha's palm which was disintegrated by Ye Qian suddenly reappeared, and the golden body of pilujana Buddha rose again with the wind, and soon the golden body rose like a hill.

Looking at this scene, ye Qian could only sigh: ”as a Buddhist disciple, the word” anger and infatuation ”can not be understood. He is really stubborn.”

At the same time, ye Qian's eyes began to show a slight change, and the original calm attitude also changed completely. At the same time, ye Qian suddenly had a long sword in his hand, which was mixed with colorful light. This sword is not ye Qian's colorful Xiangyun sword. What is it?

”It's over. It seems that the ups and downs are going to be serious this time.”

Looking at Ye Qian's colorful Xiangyun sword, Fang miaoge has already understood Ye Qian's idea.

And Ling long in one side then way: ”only blame that big monk too much pester endlessly, don't know proper measure.”

How did ye Qian hold the multicolored Xiangyun sword as if he were a different person. Without waiting for the master cangyang to start his body, his figure would blend with the colorful Xiangyun sword, and the huge sword awn would be divided into five colors, and it would directly move towards the Buddha's golden body.In fact, ye Qian's swordsmanship is not magical. It can even be said to be mediocre, but it can't stand ye Qian's terrible cultivation.

Seeing ye Qian take the initiative, Cang Yang master's heart quickly exclaimed: ”not good.”

Then the master cangyang couldn't stop grinding the pearls in his hand, and his voice was fierce: ”hum, you want to destroy my gold body. Do you dream?”

His voice fell behind, and master Cang Yang threw the Pearl into the sky. Suddenly, he could see waves of defensive Buddha light all over his body. It seemed that he was trying to resist Ye Qian's attack.

”It's too naive, and the great monk is too naive.” Looking at this scene, Ling long narrowed his eyes and sneered: ”the big monk's bead is certainly a magic weapon, but with this magic weapon, it can't stop the ups and downs of the colorful Xiangyun sword. He's looking for death.”

Obviously, in Ling Long's eyes, master cangyang is doomed to die.

And ye Qian's colorful swords have reached guru cangyang's attention.

The huge Buddha's golden body trembled again, waving both hands, and patting the multicolored sword awn one by one.

And in the moment that the huge Buddha hand seal touched the colorful sword, the sound of dragon leaping suddenly did not live in the sky.

Roar.

Then, nine golden dragons suddenly emerged from the master cangyang and surrounded Ye Qian and the colorful sword.

Looking at the master cangyang, although his expression was hard and his face was as white as paper, he still laughed and became extremely crazy: ”ha ha ha ha, what kind of God of the East, what ye Qian, are still too young. No matter how high you are, it's not the way for me to be successful. I can't escape from the nine dragon sky Gang wave array, even if it's a big Luo Jinxian. Boy, you can enjoy it in it, ha ha ha. ”