Emperor of the North Chapter 1762: The Battle of Foshan (Part 1)
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Each of the eight golden heavenly dragons is hundreds of feet long. Although they are all formed by the condensing of true essence and are not living bodies, each of them is almost completely solidified and looks no different from a real dragon.
With the appearance of the eight golden heavenly dragons, Li Muzheng was about to take his steps. He fixed his gaze on the eight golden heavenly dragons, not just him, but also the tens of millions of people who were fighting. They all stopped fighting one after another and looked up at the eight golden dragons in the sky.
"Roar!!"
Dragons shook the sky, and a large area of space collapsed and collapsed in midair. The eight golden dragons attacked very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, they flew before the purple wave of vitality that engulfed Jin Tong and others.
These eight golden dragons were obviously deliberately manipulated. As soon as they flew before the purple true vitality wave, they opened their mouths and inhaled all the purple true vitality waves that had engulfed Jin Tong and others.
As the purple wave of true vitality was absorbed by the eight golden dragons, there were only four people left in the air, namely Jin Dong and Qingling, as well as the fat middle-aged monk and the only female. Old nun.
Obviously, under the unexpected attack of the demons, Jin Tong’s side damaged the existence of the two holy orders. Not only that, but Jin Tong and others suffered even more serious injuries. The only female old nun even It is almost impossible to sustain it.
After lifting the siege of Jin Tong and others, the eight golden dragons did not stop there, but instead attacked the demon saints of the demon clan with undiminished offensive forces.
"I have long heard that you have imperial soldiers in the Jinguang Temple to suppress your luck. I saw it today. It really deserves its reputation. But in front of so many demon saints, a mere imperial soldier is nothing at all!"
The big demon man who inspired the purple beads saw the golden dragon coming towards him and the others, he immediately sneered, and then more than twenty people all gathered in one place, and together they sacrificed a black gourd.
This black gourd is not the size of a ruler. It does not seem to be very eye-catching except for the many complicated and mysterious runes on the surface. However, it is such a magic weapon that does not seem to be very eye-catching. The rough-faced demon man is here. After they sacrificed it, their nearly twenty demon saints actually worked together to mobilize the true essence and injected them into the black gourd.
"Om!!!"
Under the urging of more than twenty demon saints, the black gourd suddenly burst out with an earth-shocking magic attribute imperial prestige, and at the same time, a violent suction flowed from the mouth of the gourd, which was in the air. A huge black vortex was formed in the middle, and it became bigger and bigger, and finally eight golden dragons were swept in by a single face.
After being engulfed by the black vortex, the golden dragon continued to struggle and roar inside, trying to break free from the attraction of the black vortex, but no matter how they struggled, they could not get rid of the siege of the black vortex, and eventually changed under the influence of the black gourd. The smaller, they were all sucked into the black gourd.
"It's another imperial weapon, or an imperial weapon with magical powers!"
I witnessed the process of the eight golden dragons being absorbed by the black gourd. Standing on the mountain in the distance, Li Mu couldn't help frowning. In the world of cultivation, he was like a gourd, a tower mirror, and other rare spirit treasures. , Basically contains a special magical effect.
On the contrary, they are actual combat spirit treasures like swords, spears, swords and halberds. Most of them have a single function, and the black gourd presented by the demon clan now has a special mysterious spirit treasure, otherwise it would not be so easy. Just absorbed the eight golden heavenly dragons.
"This is what the eight Tianlong Buddha's attacks? It's nothing more than that!"
After absorbing the eight golden heavenly dragons into the black gourd, a demon-looking woman sneered loudly. Her voice was deliberately mixed with the power of spiritual consciousness, and all the people present could hear her voice. Hear clearly.
"This guy is really insidious. He knows that the Eight Dragons and Buddhas are the treasure of Jinguang Temple and the spiritual pillar of the disciples of Jinguang Temple. This is not an obvious blow to the morale of the Jinguang Temple."
The voice of the demon girl naturally did not escape Li Mu's ears. He immediately guessed the sinister intentions of the other party, and couldn't help but contempt for a while.
"Amitabha!!"
Because of the deliberate ridicule by the demon girl, a Buddha's name was posted on the Foshan Mountain, and then an old white-browed monk wearing a silver robe suddenly appeared in front of Jin Dong and the others.
This old monk with white eyebrows in a silver robes looks very old and unworthy. His body is rickety and thin as wood, and he can't be described as skinny.
But it is such an old monk who seems to be going into the soil, but his body exudes a breath of Buddha attributes of the late holy stage, and it turns out to be a rare late-stage holy figure.
Although Li Mu has become a holy, the existence of the holy steps in the Beidou world is still as rare as phoenix and feathers. Take the holy island as an example, there are only two people in the late holy steps, one is Bei The one who frightened evil is Putuo monk.
Wo Foshan Jinguang Temple has a strong holy rank, this Li Mu is not surprised, after all, the Jinguang Temple has been passed down for so many thousands of years, it is normal to hide the background that is not known to outsiders, but Jinguang Temple has a holy The powerhouse in the late stage, this was far beyond Li Mu's expectation.
The powerhouse in the late stage of the holy stage can never be cultivated in a short period of time. It may not be possible for at least a thousand years. This means that the old monk with white eyebrows at Jinguang Temple is in good condition in the Seven Stars Suoyuan Great Array. Before lossless, he was already a figure of the holy order, and it is very likely that he was already in the late holy order at that time, after all, the old monk looked like he had little life.
If the old monk Baimei is on the holy island, Li Mu can understand, after all, there is not only one person in the late holy stage of the holy island, but this is in Yuheng mainland, as far as Li Mu knows, Most of the holy rank powerhouses of the Beidou world have already been on the holy island, and the white-browed old monk Li Mu who appears right now feels really strange.
"Old guy, you are here to die. If I had a cultivation base like yours, I would have escaped for my life early. You have a cultivation base, and you have such a lack of vision. You want to come out and die!"
As the white-browed old monk suddenly appeared, the rough-faced middle-aged man of the Demon Race immediately sneered and said.
"Amitabha, how can people in my Buddhism be greedy of life and fear of death, I am not like your demons, who kill countless lives in my Beidou, you are not afraid of karma!"
The old monk Baimei said coldly.
"Hahaha, karma? You bald donkeys believe this. My true demons only know that the weak eats the strong. This is a world where the strong can dominate. The weak should be reduced to our mouth. Keeping things is just a waste of resources!"
The rough-faced middle-aged man sneered loudly, his tone full of disdain.
"Good is good, Buddha says that all beings are equal. Since all living beings in the world have appeared in this world, they have a reason for their existence. What qualifications do you have to judge the life and death of others? Fortunately, you still claim to be strong and superior. A bunch of barbarians who only know **** and drink blood, I am ashamed to stand in a void with you!!"
Although he is a member of Buddhism, the old monk Baimei is extremely sharp to the demons, without the mercy of a monk.
"All beings are equal? Hahahaha, I really don’t know the so-called, old bald donkey, you don’t fart here anymore, let’s do it, as long as you shovel you down, the western part of Yuheng mainland is my Ziyoujia royal family The place is now, and then I will be the master of the western part of Yuheng Continent!"
It seems that he doesn't want to talk nonsense with the old monk with white eyebrows. The rough-faced man on the Mozu side raised his hand and nodded the black gourd above his head, hooked his finger at the old monk, and he was very provocative.
"What are you crazy? I really thought I was defeated at the Golden Temple. Uncle Pushan, what are you waiting for? Let's mobilize the eight Tianlong Buddhas together, fight with them, and avenge the two uncles!"
Without waiting for the old monk Baimei to speak, the fat middle-aged monk among the four of Jin Tong resisted his injuries, flew to the side of the old monk Baimei, and gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.
The old monk called Pushan by the fat middle-aged monk heard a golden light on the palm of his right hand, and a golden buddha pagoda emerged from the sky, and a powerful emperor erupted. It was the Golden Temple. The eight treasures of the town and temple, the Tianlong Buddha...