Mo Qianyu felt helpless. This Zen Staff of Heaven was one of the three symbols of the identity of the host of Jinshan Temple in ancient times. It was carefully crafted by Wannian Xuan Tie. It was recited by hundreds of Taoist monks for thousands of days and blessed him.

Buddha nature is one of the most precious treasures among the many top Buddhist magic tools!

Even if it is a tricky and mean ancient demon soldier, the sword spirit, he praised Qingtian Zen Staff and called it a rare treasure of Buddhism.

But unexpectedly, Qingtian Zen Staff turned into an iron stick in the mouth of Emperor Qingcang? This Qingcang King was a bit too arrogant. He was so arrogant that Mo Qianyu decided to give him some great taste and must not lose his method.

The face of the Buddha Sea and the Buddhist tradition!

Mo Qianyu increased the input of Buddhist energy, but the gap in strength between him and Di Qingcang was too big. There was a solid mountain of fine gold in front of the Zen Staff. No matter how powerful Qingtian Zen Staff was, it could not be shaken.

!

"What's wrong? Are you exerting your strength? Is this soft attack tickling me?"

"Bald boy, I was very good when I bullied my precious apprentice before. Why is it not effective now? The so-called Buddhist blood inheritor has only such skills? Isn't it too trash?"

"If you don't work hard, I will think you have no other skills? Then I will attack me? Hurry up! Why are you still hiding? Use all the tricks!"

Di Qingcang passed through the Mingling Holy Eyes and found that the young man was still reserved. He suddenly became angry and kept making sarcasm.

Mo Qianyu knew the intention of Emperor Qingcang, so he must have wanted to figure out how many cards he had. Judging from King Qingcang’s meaning, if he didn’t have to use the most powerful trick, he would not give up anyway.

Since that's the case, let you know how powerful the treasure of Buddhism is!

"Wuxiang answers that, Vajra is too mysterious; suppresses demons and binds evil, and transforms all living beings!"

As Mo Qianyu recited the Sanskrit word from his mouth, the Qingtian Zen Staff emitted dazzling purple-gold light, and the six rings at the top trembled endlessly. The ancient line of "Compassion, good and evil are in the heart, and the world is the only sky in the sky" engraved on the stick.

Sanskrit is lit up one after another, and the golden light is contained!

This is the true face of the Qingtian Zen Staff. As one of the three symbols of the identity of the host of Jinshan Temple, its power is also reflected in the holder's ability. Mo Qianyu can only play its most basic

power.

Di Qingcang's face changed slightly. He felt an extremely condensed and huge Buddha energy carrying a thick Buddha nature that kept hitting his body and mind. This power had a qualitative leap compared to before!

"Hahaha, it's great, it's interesting. Let me try how much you, the inheritor of Buddhism, how much!"

After saying that, Di Qingcang let go of his hand against Qingtian Zen Staff. Then, he stood still, carrying his hands on his back, and looked arrogant and said, "I won't fight back if you attack!"

"Hmm? What a King Qing Cang! Do you really treat me as a waste?"

"The sky shows its power, and the real dragon appears; it turns into a Buddha's sword and kills the demons! Om! Om! Om! Mi! Da! So!"

The Tianqing Zen Staff in Mo Qianyu's hand flew out and turned into a golden dragon in the air. The dragon's body was full of golden light, just like the condensed gold of real gold!

The golden dragon hovered around the air and swooped towards Di Qingcang. During the process of falling, purple-gold flames burned on the dragon's body. As the flames burned, the golden dragon gradually turned into a golden short sword.

An eight-clawed golden dragon surrounded by an extremely powerful aura. A magnificent Buddha nature lingers on the sword body. You don’t need to look at it and you will know that it is the top magic weapon of Buddhism!

Facing this golden Buddha sword, Di Qingcang said "Huh" lightly, looking a little surprised. A deep purple holy demon spirit shot out from his eyes. This holy demon spirit turned into a deep purple battle knife, in the air

Intercepting the Buddha's sword, the two of them were fighting each other in the air.

Mo Qianyu was fully focused and focused on controlling the golden Buddha sword, wanting to get rid of the interception of the deep purple sword.

On the other hand, Di Qingcang looked calm and looked at the air without waves, not knowing what he was thinking.

The golden Buddha sword and the deep purple sword fought back and forth several times, and Di Qingcang's face showed an impatient look: "Boy, I'm tired of playing, so let's stop here. Your magic weapon is pretty good.

It’s just that your kid’s own strength is too weak and he cannot exert the true power of magic weapons, so it can only be a garbage covered with dust from the pearl!”

After the words came to an end, a purple-red flame shot out from the middle of Di Qingcang's eyebrows. The flame merged into the deep purple battle knife. The battle knife seemed to be melted by the purple-red flame, and then it turned into a dark purple giant scissors again, and the scissors opened.

, cut the golden Buddha sword in the waist!

The golden Buddha sword broke, the Qingtian Zen Staff was broken, and turned into a golden Buddha light, which merged into the six Buddhist beads on Mo Qianyu's wrist.

"Uh...puff..."

At this moment, Mo Qianyu was also implicated. His face was flushed by the backlash. He couldn't help but open his mouth and vomit a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, the meridians in his body were transformed by the Dahuitian Holy Spirit Pill, not only better than before

It has been more than doubled and has become extremely tough. This backlash power can return to normal after a while.

He had to sigh at the magical effect of the Great Huitian Holy Spirit Pill. If this was the case in the past, facing this level of backlash, it would take at least half a month to recover.

Mo Qianyu never accepts other people's favors in vain. He will repay any grudges, and he will repay them even more. Sooner or later, the devil Spirit Holy Emperor will find a way to repay this kindness to him.

"How is it? Boy, are you convinced? You are just a little bit too hard and dare to bully my apprentice. If the Holy Emperor hadn't asked me to take care of you more, you would have been a corpse at this moment."

"You dare to hit me, my disciple, too? I've given you a face? What do you humans say? By the way! I think you are a ball--I don't have to take a shot!"

Di Qingcang was calm, but somehow he was going on. Not only did he talk lies with his eyes open, but he also distorted the facts, becoming Mo Qianyu bullied Liu Yingnuo...

While saying this, Di Qingcang's face was filled with anger. He stepped forward and kicked Mo Qianyu in the chest, kicking him to the ground. He was still not satisfied with his anger, and kicked him to Liuyingnuo.

In front of No.

"Boy, apologize to my precious apprentice immediately! I am not the Holy Emperor, what a bullshit son of destruction. I have never believed this. If you make me angry, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'm useless.

What can you do, a slag?"
Chapter completed!