Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 793: The Flintlock Array (1)

The sword light penetrated the brain, and the disciples of the White Lotus Palace suddenly disappeared.

Straight beams of light rushed straight into the sky, Wu Tie squeezed out the dish-shaped artifact with a gloomy face, refining soul crystals and blood essence.

The white lotus on the eyebrows of Bai Wen and Bai Wu slowly rotates. Unlike ordinary disciples, they did not disappear instantly. Their fetuses were disintegrating, and they still had the last bit of strength left. Bai Wen stared at Wu Tie, and laughed in a low voice: "Sometimes, brains are more useful than fists... But sometimes, to be honest, we I am envious of those idiots who can only use their fists."

Bai Wu snorted in a low voice: "Why do you talk about so much nonsense? Just die!"

With a bang, the white lotus in the center of Bai Wu's eyebrows disintegrated, completely annihilating his soul with one blow.

Bai Wen raised his head, looked at the sky, and then sighed faintly, "Where is the nonsense? To be honest, I really envy these stupid monks in the Red Lotus Temple... They just have to move their fists. Good thing?"

"Attractive eyes, too tired." Bai Wen sighed long: "If there is an afterlife, let me be the dead bald of the Red Lotus Temple!"

Bai Lian exploded, and Bai Wen's spirit was completely shattered.

Qingfeng stood aside, his face was quite gloomy: "Good means, good means, tut, your majesty... I feel like a poor way, this is stepping into a cesspool... this, this, this..."

Shaking his head, Qingfeng murmured: "In your next life? You have no next life... Among the many inheritances of the White Lotus Palace piano chess book sword, the highest inheritance of the sword vein is the "White Lotus Zhuxian Sword Qi"... Completely shattered, where do you have in your next life?"

Qingfeng shook his hands and looked at Fanlong and others bitterly: "Monks, you have to testify to Pang Dao. The death of these little white faces has nothing to do with Pang Dao!"

Fanlong's face was very gloomy. He gritted his teeth and looked at the corpses of those Honglian Temple disciples who had been beheaded. He suddenly laughed strangely: "Don't worry, don't worry, no matter who comes to ask us, I will Said, it was you Qingfeng Niubi who killed the disciple of the White Lotus Palace!"

Qingfeng's face changed suddenly, and he jumped and yelled: "Monk, monks don't slander!"

Fanlong held his head high and shouted loudly: "They are all dying monks. What about Laozi's slurs?"

Qingfeng was speechless, staring at Fanlong angrily, but couldn't say a word. But Wu Tie couldn't make a sound while standing aside. This Fanlong's words were so reasonable that Wu Tie couldn't refute it.

Yes, Wu Tie's big axe is about to smash his neck. They are all dying monks. Who cares about these clean rules?

Good monk, good monk, really is a good monk.

Wu Tie gritted his teeth and said coldly: "So, soldiers are here to cover the water and earth... Qingfeng, don't forget, you are the national teacher of my Martial Kingdom... You can't separate from the Qinglian view. Of."

Fan Kun, who was beaten by Wu Jin with bruises and bruises, laughed wildly on the side: "Qingfeng, you are the national teacher of the Martial Kingdom? Hahaha, you Qinglian Guan, you are also about to enter the stage... don't pretend to be a happy world. Are you an expert outsider?"

The breeze was silent, and there was a clear light around him, and a fist-sized cyan lotus was faintly growing on top of his head.

Strongs of strange fluctuations rippled from this little cyan lotus, and they spread to very far away in an instant.

This is an extremely profound magical power, and very faint ripples soon spread back from the horizon, and the breeze slowly nodded, and the serious, gloomy face returned to the usual hippie smile again.

He smiled and said to Fanlong: "Yes, I killed the Dao master, what happened? Bai Wen, Bai Wu and their deaths, Dao master, I carried it, you dead bald in Honglian Temple, you can testify , No matter if you slander, how can you say yes to me?"

With a weird laugh, Qing Feng nodded towards Wu Tie: "Your Majesty, the master said, Fanlong and Fan Kun were killed directly. There are many dead bald men in Honglian Temple, and there is no shortage of these... , The master also gave a magical magical magical power of forging relics......"

Wu Tie looked at Qingfeng in amazement.

Fanlong, Fan Kun and other Honglian Temple disciples roared in anger.

Soon, Wu Tie knew the effect of this so-called magic forging relic's great supernatural power-just as Wu Tie threatened before, this is a Buddhist disciple who uses magic methods to forcefully go from cultivation to success. The cruel magic power of calcining relics in the body.

Like Fanlong, he entered the Dao according to the principle of more than two hundred avenues. In theory, more than two hundred avenue relics were condensed in his body.

But if you use this magic to forge the relic's great magical power, a fire will burn the Brahma Dragon...Theoretically, with the cultivation of the Brahma Dragon as the realm and strength, at least more than two thousand magical Buddhists can be burnt out. Relic.

This is a demon method specifically aimed at Buddhist disciples and suppressing their value to the extreme.

There are monsters, demons and monsters in the Quartet of the Sui Dynasty, and the four great kingdoms are enemies. Once the disciples of the Red Lotus Temple fall into the hands of the enemy, they will all be burnt and refined by the enemy with this magical forged relic.

This great supernatural power is a taboo in Honglian Temple.

Who dares to cultivate this magical power is like holding a piece of red cloth and dancing around in front of a bull. The disciples of the Red Lotus Temple will be in the same way as those who practice this magical power.

Qingfeng said in front of Fanlong and the others that the master of Qinglianguan gave this great supernatural power...

Anxious, hysterical... and so on, can't describe the anger in Van Long and their hearts.

If the contemporary master of Qinglian View is present at this moment, Fanlong will definitely bite his tongue and spray him with blood.

Just thinking of the vicious place, a bell rang from high in the sky, and a stream of light swiftly flew from the extreme east sky. At an incredible speed of hundreds of thousands of miles between the fingers, it flew to the vicinity of Wu Tie and the others after a few breaths.

The speed of the streamer was so fast that it was about to fly over Wu Tie and the others.

Fanlong, Fan Kun and others are happy.

They chanted the Buddha's name at the same time, and the blood in everyone's body was boiling~IndoMTL.com~ turned into faint wolves and went straight into the sky.

Wu Tie made people ban the mana cultivation base of Fanlong and others, but their own energy and blood circulation could not be completely banned. If there is no blood circulation and blood clotting, then it is a dead person!

So at this moment, Fanlong and other three hundred monks worked together, and **** and wolf smoke rushed above their heads, and the stream of light suddenly stopped.

'Om','Om', and'Om', a loud chime kept ringing.

High in the sky, a phantom of a huge clock that is thousands of miles high emerges. The body of the huge clock is entwined by countless suns, moons and stars. out.

The auspicious light and auspicious energy rolled and shrouded in an instant covering a million li in the void.

A quaint, vast, majestic, and solemn aura slowly spread from the giant bell phantom. The restrictions in the bodies of Fanlong and others were instantly broken, and they grinned and stood up on the colorful clouds.

The breeze screamed: "Qianyuan Shenzhong, this is the Qianyuan Shenzhong, the sacred instrument of Sui Dynasty!"