Big Dream Master

"Haha, don't want to leave today! If you kill all of you, I will be the reincarnation of Jin Chan!" Jiang Liu laughed, his voice was full of evil, and he waved his hand.

A thick black and red fierce light shot out, cutting on the road leading down to the mountain in front of the temple.

Hearing a loud sound of "rumble", between the shaking of the ground and the shaking of the mountains, a huge black gully measuring tens of meters long and seven or eight meters wide was cut out on the ground, blocking the way down the mountain.

Some believers who were about to flee down the mountain saw this scene with a look of despair on their faces, and they knelt to the ground one after another.

"Jiang Liu, what are you doing!" The monks of Jinshan Temple were shocked, and a group of figures flew in front of them, headed by Zen Master Hai Shi and Elder Zhe Shi.

Elder Tang Shi, the old monk with hanging eyebrows, and other people who usually listen to Jiang Liu's dispatch, also flew over. Seeing the current appearance of Jiang Liu, their expressions changed tragically, and they could hardly believe the scene in front of them.

"You useless bald donkeys, you talk about the scriptures every day, but you don't have the true meaning of the fart. The noise makes my brain hurt. I have tolerated you for a long time, and I will die!" Jiang Liu looked grim, monk. Shake the robe. .

A fist-sized purple gold beam shot out, and a real body appeared after circling, it was the purple gold bowl.

As the purple and golden light flashed, the bowl rose up in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a house the size of a house, carrying a violent and heavy whistling sound, and Mount Tai slammed down at the crowd like a top.

The bowl hasn't fallen yet, and the void around the monks suddenly emerges numerous purple and gold light spots out of thin air. These light spots emit a powerful imprisoning force, which confines everyone in it. It is difficult to move, let alone. Say dodge to avoid.

"Buddha Amitabha!" With a solemn expression on his face, Zen Master Hai Shi recites a Buddha's name. Suddenly, a layer of brilliant golden glow rises from his body. The gentle and smooth jade has no flaws, and the whole person looks forty years younger in an instant.

The aura on his body has also skyrocketed by a factor of two, not much worse than the Black Phoenix Demon, and he raised his hand.

A golden light shot out from Zen Master Hai Shi, and it was the dark golden crutch that faced the purple golden bowl.

On the dark golden crutches, the golden light was released, and a phantom of the Buddha appeared in it, which instantly became dozens of times larger, and the angry dragon ascended to the purple golden bowl.

The two Buddhist treasures collided with each other, making a loud clang, and the purple gold bowl was obviously better. It immediately pressed down the golden light on the dark gold crutches and continued to fall quickly.

A layer of blood appeared on Zen Master Hai Shi’s cheeks, but he was not flustered, his hands were tied with the seal of the aquarium, and the solemn golden light bloomed from his body, forming a huge golden lotus phantom around him, and the sound of Sanskrit singing suddenly resounded. square.

A vigorous Buddha power gushes out from the golden lotus platform, canceling out a lot of the surrounding powerful imprisonment power, and the other monks have recovered a certain amount of movement ability, and immediately shot one after another.

Various colored instruments rose into the sky, forming a large and dazzling torrent of light that collided with the purple golden bowl.

Elder Tang Shi and the old monk with eyebrows also made their moves, offering a cyan sword and a yellow magic wand, and hitting the purple golden bowl.

Just listened to a louder and louder sound exploding, the violent air current mixed with various rays of light poured out in all directions.

The ground of the square was scraped off a layer, the white jade floor tiles were swept up like fallen leaves, and a majestic Buddha hall near the high platform was rolled by violent air currents and collapsed like paper.

There were still many believers in the square too late to escape, and they were about to be swept in by the wind storm. Blue water suddenly appeared around the square, engulfing those believers, and flew away in the distance, dodge the aftermath of the fight. The spread.

Chan'er, who was originally standing near the high platform, was also caught in a stream of water and sent to a distant place.

Seeing this scene, Zen Master Hai Shi was relieved, and immediately turned his head to look at the purple gold bowl above his head, and cast a spell to activate the dark gold crutches.

The torrents of precious light and the purple golden bowl were colliding fiercely, and the two sides were held in the air. The lights of various colors flashed wildly, and there were bursts of abnormal noises, and it seemed that the winner could not be distinguished for a while.

"Joke! The only second and third-rate Buddhist artifacts dare to fight against my golden cicada magic weapon!" Jiang Liu sneered, and repeatedly pinched the tactics at the purple golden bowl.

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The purple golden bowl turned slowly, and the purple golden light inside flashed, and a piece of shiny purple gravel flew out, like a long purple sand dragon, engulfing the torrent of light of the monks in Jinshan Temple.

"It's Tan Xingsha! Quick! Take back the magical instruments below the top grade!" Zen Master Hai Shi changed his color on his face and hurriedly reminded him, but it was too late.

"Blast!" Jiang Liu pinched with both hands, shouting loudly.

The purple gravel glowed with a dazzling light, and then burst open suddenly, turning into clusters of small purple suns. The void trembled for it, and waves of scorching heat were set off.

Most of the artifacts in the Baoguang torrent were destroyed, engulfed by the burst of purple light, and torn apart, only the dark golden crutches of Zen Master Hai Shi, a golden wooden fish of Elder Zhe Shi, the cyan sword of Elder Tang Shi, and the old monk's eyebrows. The magic wand is still there.

In addition to the dark gold crutches, the aura of the other three magical artifacts were more or less damaged.

Without the help of other monks, the purple golden bowl immediately took the upper hand and quickly overwhelmed the four of them ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ But at this moment, the golden light flashed behind Jiang Liu, and a golden short cone emerged out of thin air, a poisonous snake. It pierced his heart like a letter, without making a sound, while Jiang Liu focused on fighting with Zen Master Hai Shi and others, not paying attention to the situation behind him, so he wanted to succeed.

With a crisp sound of "clang", a fist-sized purple Buddhist bead flew out of the river automatically, blocking the blow of the golden short cone.

The 18 levels of restriction of the golden short cone have been sacrificed, and its power has been doubled. With a flash of golden light on the cone's head, it shattered the purple Buddha beads and continued to stab the river stream.

But Jiang Liu had already reacted at this moment, and hurriedly moved to the side by a long stretch, avoiding the attack of the golden short cone.

"Death!" He roared, and waved his right hand, a stream of purple light shot out, rolling towards the short golden cone, but it was a string of purple Buddhist beads, which seemed to be the string he was wearing.

The purple Buddha beads were extremely agile, turned into a purple pike, and shot out, as fast as a thunder shadow, and rolled the golden short cone in one fell swoop.

At the same time, each of the purple Buddha beads was illuminated with golden light, and a **** appeared on it, connected to each other to form a small golden magic circle.

The powerful and unmatched imprisonment power radiated from the golden magic circle, and it actually confined the golden short cone firmly, no matter how hard it struggles, it can't escape.

A trace of complacency flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes, what he was about to do, a figure appeared out of thin air on the left side of his body, just sinking.

At this moment, he has recovered his original appearance, holding a simple feather fan, and slamming it against the river.

A loud phoenix ming blasted straight into the sky, and a five-color fire phoenix measuring more than ten meters in size shot out from the five-fire fan and hit the river that was close at hand.

A soaring flame erupted from the five-color fire phoenix, and instantly flooded Jiang Liu's body and knocked it out.