Laoshan Taoist Chapter 161: Dragon Vessel Controversy (Part 1)

"Dao Master, the purpose of their trip is to serve the dragon veins in my temple. This treasure is so fierce and evil, you must not fall into the hands of demons!"

Seeing Wang Yan appeared to help, the old abbot quickly explained the situation.

"Dragon Vessel!"

Although the situation is urgent and there is no time to discuss it in detail, the monk is so nervous and said that the dragon veins are evil things, and he knows what to do if he wants to.

In short, it's only right that they can't let their purpose succeed!

"It turned out that it was you, and I have been doing the right thing for many times. It's really a bad enemy! Since we happened, then we just happened to calculate the old and new accounts together."

Master Purdue looked at Wang Yan and spoke slowly.

"Huh! As a national teacher, I don't know how to serve the country for the people, but it is cruel to the world and in vain. Anyone with a conscience in the world can be punishable!"

Wang Yan was merciless, and pointed directly at the opponent between his openings.

"Hahaha! Cruel to the world, the crime is so heinous, what can you do to me? No one can stop what you want to do."

Master Purdue just finished speaking, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a burst of red energy shot at the old abbot next to him, caught off guard, and the old abbot was killed instantly.

"Puff..."

Blood spurted out, without even having time to scream, exasperated on the spot.

The speed and power of this trick is so swift and domineering, even Wang Yan can react to it, and he wants to stop it, but it is too late.

This person's cultivation skills seem to be much higher than his own!

"Abbot!"

"Monster, I tried to fight with you."

Many monks in the rear, seeing the abbot killed, were so angry that their eyes were about to split, they immediately rushed up and desperately, but fortunately, Wang Yan stopped him.

They are mere mortal bodies, and rushing up is equivalent to sending them to death.

"How? I'm afraid? I think you are not easy to practice. If you are willing to swear, I will serve my seat from now on, I can consider spare your life."

Master Purdue looked at Wang Yan, trying to instigate rebellion between words.

"Hehehe! I'm sorry, Pang Dao never knows how to be a dog, but only hits a dog. Why don't you swear to change evil and be an attendant to me. Pang Dao Nian is not easy for you to practice, maybe you can spare your life. What?"

Wang Yan laughed coldly, and directly treated him.

Speaking smaller, they will pacify the Jinshan Temple today for a treasure, and when larger, they may stain the world for their own benefit.

If you don't get rid of it as soon as possible, when the power grows, it will be a catastrophe!

The enemy is not terrible and fierce. What's terrible is that he doesn't have the courage to face the enemy. As long as he believes he is doing the right thing, he must do it even if he knows that he cannot do it.

Although he cherishes his life, if the sacrifice is worthwhile, what is there to fear?

"Brother, why bother to talk nonsense with him, this person is handed over to the junior, and you go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to grab the dragon veins, and if the dragon veins are obtained, great things can be done!"

The Master Cihang on the side could not hold back, and gave a reminder, and then greeted Wang Yan with his staff, new and old hatred, and there will be a result tonight.

"The thief, eat a rod!"

Mage Cihang yelled violently and attacked with his Zen stick.

Master Purdue ignored them and led his disciples to rush in.

"The abbot's death, can't let them go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

When all the monks saw this, they climbed up and shouted, even if they wanted to stop.

"Looking for death!"

Master Purdue glanced contemptuously, completely disregarding them.

Without waiting for the national teacher to give orders, his disciples are already Qi Qi Baojian out of the sheath, running the cultivation base, come and kill one, if two come, kill a pair.

"You are not rivals, it's important to run away!"

There were screams and blood splattered. Even though Wang Yan wanted to help, he was entangled in the black robe monk, unable to do what he wanted.

He kindly reminded him, but no one listened to his advice.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Among the monks, all the disciples of the Fahai seat who have practiced spells can resist one or two, while the others have no resistance.

Even though they know that the end is death, they still want to succeed, because they know that although the abbot is dead, but the abbot's last wish must be complied with. The homeland and the holy land of Buddhism are not allowed to be defiled by demons.

A part of Yinshan teaches disciples and beheads the monks who are obstructing their actions, while Master Purdue leads another part of the disciples to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Master Purdue turned his cultivation base, and his blood-red evil spirit was full, his palms suddenly blasted out, hitting the pillars, and the entire Buddhist scripture pavilion collapsed.

With an order, the disciples stepped forward, followed his instructions, brandishing hoes and shovels, digging from the square corner base, and then extended to the center.

The dragon veins are powerful. Although the fierce aura is sufficient, they can be suppressed underground for so many years. The surrounding four spirits are sealed, and the dragon veins themselves bless the master’s Buddha energy. If it blasts off the ground directly, it will cause the Four Spirits to contend. , Buddhism backlash, self-destruction and destruction, I am afraid that the gain will not be worth the loss.

In order to ensure that there is nothing wrong, the disciples were only allowed to dig manually.

First, destroy the four spirits pattern, but there are hidden dangers. After the excavation reaches a certain depth, he can take it forcibly without any scruples.

There were not many monks in the Jinshan Temple originally. As a result, by this time, the war had already suffered heavy casualties. At present, only half of the remaining monks were left.

It's ridiculous to think about it, but what they did is really admirable. They just hate that they are not strong enough to protect one party.

"Swish swish..."

At this moment, Wang Yan no longer hides anymore, flying sword offerings, a sword aura filled the sky, dazzling, and he attacked the black-robed monk fiercely.

In addition, the bundle of celestial ropes is also flying up and down, messing up his position.

Controlling two magical weapons at the same time, Wang Yan's current Taoism, coupled with her proficiency in practice, can already be handy and effortless.

Wang Yan’s move resembled a move. The vitality in his body was surging, and every move was a killer. He only wanted to solve this black robe monk as soon as possible. The monks of Jinshan Temple may still retain one or two, no As for extinct species.

If there is a chance, the evil dragon vein can be destroyed or destroyed.

If it doesn't work, he can only retreat temporarily, and find a way to avenge him in the future. After all, he can't die in such a wasteful manner.

The black-robed monk danced with his meditation stick, and a series of evil auras spread out. He was already somewhat unable to resist Wang Yan's crazy onslaught.

Wang Yan's Taoism increased greatly, and the two artifacts were baptized. Naturally, their power was also greatly increased, and they no longer looked like the original. Every sword aura shot out, and wherever it passed, it suddenly exploded, as if it was a ruin.

Hit a boulder, smash a stone, hit a tree, and easily penetrate it, even if it occasionally sweeps the Yinshan teacher in the melee, he will die on the spot.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There were explosions, shaking the mountains, just like the fury of thunder.

"Thief Road, I'm fighting with you!"

Wang Yan went all out, eager to win, but for ten rounds, the black-robed monk had already weighed several swords on his body, and his chest was even a few palms.

Blood spurted out~IndoMTL.com~ The body was severely injured and his vitality was severely injured.

Like a struggle before dying, the black-robed monk roared and raised the stick, which suddenly swelled. In a blink of an eye, it was as large as a pillar supporting the temple, and suddenly turned into a black energy, which was integrated into the stick.

The stick hovered in the air for a week, and then slammed it at Wang Yan.

"Desperately with the poor road, you are not qualified!"

Wang Yan also gave a deep sigh. The vitality in his body continued to flow, like flood-discharging water, and it was poured into the flying sword. The Chongxiao sword issued a sharp sword sound, the red light was flourishing, and it rotated rapidly in the air. He got up until there was only an afterimage, and greeted the huge Zen stick.

"Boom..."

The two artifacts collided violently and entangled in midair for two rounds.

The sword aura and the black suffocation, the remaining power rippled away, the ground was lifted up with a cloud of dust, and the stick fell heavily to the ground, and it was cut into two pieces by the interruption.

The black robe monk popped out of the stick and fell to the ground immediately.