Chapter 691: Escape
This is a rusty metal hand, which is in tatters. Ye Qianxing recognized it at a glance. It is the hand of the golden statue of Bodhisattva. βRead Π
I didn't expect that the old monk Kongxu would go to any lengths to force his way through the strange fog, regardless of the damage to the golden statue of Bodhisattva.
And this fog is really powerful. The golden statue of Bodhisattva has the strength level of a half-step emperor, but it was corroded by the strange fog.
Under the power of the metal hand, the only dim golden light shield left by the golden lotus finally couldn't bear it and broke into pieces.
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The whole body of the golden-winged Peng eagle was also caught by the metal hand.
At this time, they were less than one meter away from the portal of breaking the world.
"Cry!"
The golden-winged Peng eagle screamed. Without the protection of the golden light, the whole body of the golden-winged Peng eagle was exposed in the fog.
Suffering from corrosion, the golden wings of the Golden Winged Roc began to wither.
Ye Qianxing was not affected too much. On the one hand, he hid under the golden wings of the Golden Winged Roc, and on the other hand, the metal hand isolated him from most of the fog.
But a small part of the fog still penetrated in. Although Ye Qianxing activated the Vajra Indestructible Body in time, he was still in a mess.
The clothes on his body had long been corroded without a trace, and the skin that was like gold-plated began to decay.
"It has come to this point, is it still difficult to escape death?"
Ye Qianxing couldn't help showing a trace of despair in his eyes.
But soon he abandoned this despair. He would not just accept his fate. He had survived so many life and death disasters, and he would definitely be able to do it this time!
"Damn it, fight, I don't believe that I can be trapped by your mere hand!"
Ye Qianxing roared and stopped holding back for a while.
Green Lotus Earth Core Fire, Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Flame, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder... All the means were used to bombard the metal hand.
However, Ye Qianxing still underestimated the impact of the level difference.
Even though this metal hand was already rusty under the corrosion of the mist, it was still the hand of a half-step emperor puppet after all. Ye Qianxing's attack on it could not cause any damage.
It seemed that Ye Qianxing's unyielding attitude affected the Golden Winged Peng Eagle, and he stopped screaming and began to resist.
"Then fight, human boy, remember, you owe me a super big favor!"
The Golden Winged Peng Eagle suddenly said.
At the same time, a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.
It seems that he is going to use his trump card.
Sure enough, as soon as the Golden Winged Peng Eagle finished speaking, a layer of blood began to permeate his body.
At the same time, his aura began to change.
Feeling the Golden Winged Peng Eagle's surging aura, Ye Qianxing couldn't help holding his breath.
"Sacrifice, the blood of the Divine Peng!"
The Golden-winged Peng eagle raised its head to the sky and spit out a mouthful of golden blood.
The golden blood quickly dissipated in the air, and the breath of the Golden-winged Peng eagle also soared rapidly.
In a flash, it was promoted directly from the fifth stage of the Beast King to the eighth stage of the Beast King.
"Golden wings dance wildly, break it for me!"
The Golden-winged Peng eagle roared, and its wings suddenly spread out.
His body was originally caught by the metal hand, and at this time his wings suddenly spread out, and he actually broke free a little.
However, the Golden-winged Peng eagle was too big, and it was still difficult to escape.
The Golden-winged Peng eagle's body began to rotate at a high speed. His golden wings were rotating at a high speed, and suddenly they were like two golden knives.
Scratching on the metal hand, rubbing out a burst of sparks.
The Golden-winged Peng eagle rotated faster and faster, and its power became stronger and stronger. Not long after, there was a bang, and the index finger and middle finger on the metal hand broke with a bang.
The golden-winged Roc took the opportunity to rush out and directly entered the space portal.
The metal hand was not willing to give up, and actually reached into the portal, trying to catch the golden-winged Roc.
Ye Qianxing hurriedly chanted the closing spell.
As the body of the golden-winged Roc completely sank into the portal, Ye Qianxing's spell was just finished.
The space portal shrank rapidly.
At this time, the metal hand had already reached in, and after finding that the portal was closed, it seemed to want to retract, but it was too late.
With a puff, the metal hand with the level of half-step emperor realm, under the closure of the space portal, could not even hold on for a blink of an eye, and was directly cut off.
Ye Qianxing didn't think about it, and directly put the metal hand into the portable space.
After all, it was a part of a half-step emperor puppet, and it was definitely not a vulgar thing.
In order to escape, he spent a full 8 million recovery value, hoping that this metal hand could make up for some of the losses.
After leaving the space portal, they were in mid-air at this time.
Feeling the long-lost sunshine and breeze, Ye Qianxing discovered for the first time how beautiful everything in the outside world is.
In the ruins of Xiao Leiyin Temple, there is no sunlight, and it is always a Buddhist holy land, but it always gives people a very depressing and breathless feeling.
Ye Qianxing had read the information about Buddhism before, which showed that Buddhism is a holy land and a representative of justice, but why is it like this now?
This old monk Kongxu doesn't look like a Buddhist at all.
Instead, he looks like a demon who is opposed to Buddhism.
But looking at all the means he has shown, they are closely related to Buddhism.
Ye Qianxing was puzzled, so he asked the Golden Winged Peng.
He had stayed in the ruins of the Little Leiyin Temple for more than a hundred years, so he must know a lot.
The Golden Winged Peng was very weak at this time. Just now, in order to break free from the metal hand, he had sacrificed part of his blood.
This is absolutely a huge consumption for a monster with the blood of a divine beast, and even permanent damage.
So he was extremely unstable flying in the air at this time, and was falling down.
Ye Qianxing hurriedly took out a seventh-grade healing elixir and gave it to him. The Golden Winged Peng was just getting better.
He stabilized his body and slowly landed on the ground.
"Boy, I do know something about what you just asked me. You should know that the Little Leiyin Temple suddenly disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, right? In fact, it was not due to external enemies or natural disasters. The culprit of everything was actually that old bald donkey..."
