Chapter 1245: Qiranwei

"Old monk, really shameless, even the magic weapon is used!"

"Daughter-in-law, borrow a gun and use it!"

Qiran's figure retreated extremely quickly, and instantly moved away thousands of miles away. It was only three steps away from the ancient deserted place. The six colors in her eyes were intertwined, and she faintly felt peeped.

But I didn't notice it carefully, but filled the depths of the sky with a very gentle voice...

And at this moment, all the eight-treasure colored glaze lamps behind the dead wood old monk appeared, and the light of vast merits condensed in it, and countless mysterious and ancient rhymes intersect. The light of eight-color colored glaze penetrates the void, faintly intertwined with the legendary western sky. The Supreme Spirit Mountain, the Pure Land of Bliss, the strange appearance of the Supreme Buddha Kingdom.

The Buddha's light is dazzling, the lights are like clouds, permeating the depths of the endless sky, and it also reflects the phantom of an ancient Buddha, full of sacred and immortal power.

The eight-treasure glazed lamp is shining and stunning, reflecting forever!

This is one of the spiritual treasures of Buddhism's merits. Those who are not the masters of great virtues cannot master the eight-treasure glazed lamp.

Although it is an acquired spiritual treasure, it is a spiritual treasure of merit.

Just like the Hun Yuan in Xu Hao's hands, the Profound Yellow Pagoda is of the same rank, claiming to be on top of his head, innately undefeated.

The Eight Treasure Glazed Lamps are just the opposite. They are not known for defense, but for attack. They can use the power of the golden wheel of merit to evolve the strongest red lotus fire of the Buddha School, destroy the devil's sky, and the eight dragon seals...

"Wonder girl, the poor monk will save you with all his merits today!"

"Red lotus industry fire!"

The dead wood old monk’s spiritual platform is stained with dust, the Buddha's heart is dirty, and the killing intent has been born. The whole person has turned into a glaring King Kong from the face of charity. The heart sutras have evolved red flames, and the characters in the sky have faintly formed red lotus, which is a vast merit. The light also ignited the eight-treasure glazed lamp, and a red lotus blossomed with a red flame.

Buddhism Sanskrit has also turned into a terrifying voice of demons, endless golden Buddha seals, characters, swastikas, rotating the sky, forming a huge robes, directly blocking the area of ​​30 million li.

The old monk withered wood is known as a great virtue, and 30 million miles of the world has been destroyed, and he is unwilling to create and kill karma.

The red lotus blooms all over the sky, the endless karma fire is permeated, gathering from the heaven and the earth in all directions, based on the eight-treasure glazed lamp, twelve huge flame lotus petals faintly close, until the incarnation of the king of the dark is forced into the center.

Qi dyed the whole body with six colors of light intertwined, faintly flickering in the mist, a green flame halo gathered in all directions, among which countless ancient secret charms evolved, the green flame gave people an extremely cold breath, and even the soul could be completely burned out. .

Nine Nether Fire, also known as Hell Fire, and Thirty-Three Heaven Fire are first-class existence.

Beyond the Innate Divine Flame, it can contend with Chaos Fire.

But it was only an instant, the **** fire was completely wiped out by the red lotus industry fire, and the twelve huge flame lotus petals pressed on again, making the space for Qiran to stand smaller and smaller.

Once the lotus petals are gathered, Qiran will be collected in the Eight Treasure Glazed Lamp, and will eventually be refined to death.

"Take the gun!"

Just as Qiran retreats and is inevitable, the entire blocked world is torn apart a golden gap, pitch black, deathly, cold, evil, infinitely suppressed and cold voices rushing out. , And there is a gun that is about seven feet long, dark, and unpretentious.

As soon as the dark gun was released, the world was shocked, the ghosts cried, and I don't know how many horrible cracks pierced and tore the world, and annihilated a petal of karma and fell into the hands of Qiran.

"Withered wood and big bald donkey, Ben Jun is angry!"

"Go to hell!"

"Six magical skills-the human world!"

Qiran held the pitch black gun in his palm, his six-color eyes were dead, and only full of extreme darkness. The six holes behind him were suspended again, and finally a dark and gloomy ancient road evolved. Numerous dark and silent mists flowed and terrifying power. Extending from the ancient road, all of them are integrated into Qiran's body.

The ten thousand eight hundred rule lines pierce through the void, seem to be able to travel to high latitudes, evolving 108 ancient chains of gods, countless worlds, planes, dimensions, phantoms of heaven and earth are reflected behind Qiran.

Ice-cold, deadly, solemn, gloomy, full of the ultimate breath of reincarnation, faintly visible a faint yellow ancient road phantom, leading to an unknown world...

I saw the figure of Qiran retreating extremely fast, the night-shattering spear in his hand held high in the void, and it was thrown towards the eight-treasure glazed lamp in a flash. It was sharp and unparalleled, terrifying and swift. It seemed to be able to penetrate three thousand worlds, shatter one hundred thousand worlds, and shatter endless The power of chaos.

Sharpshooter!

"boom!"

Unpretentious and unpretentious, a shot that was extremely devastating pierced out, smashing the eight-treasure glazed lamp, and splitting a dozen fragments on the spot.

"puff!"

The eight-treasure glazed lamp shattered, and the dead wood old monk suffered a heavy heart attack. A mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was extremely gray, his eyes were full of horror, but he hadn't waited for him to act.

The power of the dark night horror is unabated, like a swift meteor. It stabbed into the chest of the old monk of withered wood, knocked it tens of millions of miles away, shattered many peaks, and finally nailed it fiercely. On top of the mountain.

"The demon...you...you collude...they..."

"The messenger of the world... the master of the double guns..."

"So it was her...you are also for the city of miracles..."

"Cough! Cough... dream!"

"Never want to get the mushrooms of the poor monk... today the poor monk... there is a catastrophe..."

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The withered old monk was nailed to the mountain peak, coughing up blood violently, and the golden body in his body was broken. Even if he didn't kill him, there was not much time to speak of.

"Great monk, why bother? Why bother to kill yourself!"

"I don't want to kill you. After all, the mushrooms you grow are delicious."

"You have to hand it in early, and there are still current things, so please hand it in obediently!"

"My lord is for your good. If you dare to pass away or destroy the mushrooms, I believe that my five-colored little mushroom spirit will be very miserable."

Qiran's figure descended in front of the old dead wood monk, completely showing that I was doing your good for you, and to blame this old bald donkey for not knowing good or bad.

If you have to kill yourself, don't make the world big, is this king's wife the biggest?

"You...you girl...you girl..."

"Amitabha! The poor monk will end today...it is your future disaster..."

"The last three lucky mushrooms..."

"Take it away!"

Three yellow mushrooms with intact seal appeared on the palm of the old monk of withered wood, quietly suspended in the void, his palms folded together, and his eyes closed slowly, already looking like he was unlovable.

"Old bald donkey, count you acquainted!"

"The little mushroom spirit, I won't move."

"Cultivate well and continue to grow mushrooms. After 100,000 years, I will come again."

Qiran smoothly drew the Night Shocking Spear, the six-color brilliance in his palm, and grabbed it towards the three yellow mushrooms, but suddenly his heart tightened, his figure retreated three steps, and the Night Shocking Spear lay in front of him. Feel a hint of danger.

"boom!"

After a full quarter of an hour, Qiran confirmed repeatedly and found that there was no crisis. The moment his mind relaxed, a sharp pain suddenly came from behind his head...

The monthly pass is there!

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