Chapter 810 The Blue Ding

Author: Yaluo

Chapter 810 The Blue Ding

The seven treasure wheel suddenly rose behind the old monk and turned into seven spiritual lights blocking it.

The blood-colored giant sword that was shaking the sky and earth was slashed down on its head, with a strong smell of blood that could not be dissolved, and one sword slashed onto the seven spiritual lights.

The first three spiritual lights were shattered in an instant, and the fourth spiritual light only persisted for a while, but when the fifth spiritual light came, the sword could no longer be slashed.

A look of surprise flashed across the old monk's face, and then with one hand, four broken spiritual lights turned into four treasures in the air, including demon-subduing pestle, treasure umbrella, bronze mirror, and bowl. They rose in the wind and turned into four giants of dozens of feet in size.

The treasure umbrella opened and drooped thousands of streamer ribbons, wrapped around the body of the third brother's demon god like a chain.

The bowl flew into the air and turned upside down. A golden light gushed out, shining on the third brother's body, making him feel like he was sank thousands of pounds in an instant, and his huge body suddenly sank.

The bronze mirror magnified rapidly, reflecting the third brother's appearance, illuminating the soul in the Dantian.

The demon-subduing pestle then grew in size, and the sharp pyramid aimed at the soul in the dantian and shot out like lightning.

A cold light flashed in the third child's eyes, and his body suddenly moved, and he swelled up again out of thin air. The golden light and chains around him instantly broke. He grabbed the demon-subduing pestle in the air with his backhand, and the black and red sand all over his body instantly spread, wrapping all four treasures.

This treasure is really amazing. Although it is wrapped in the third brother's black and red sand, it is not instantly defiled. Instead, it makes waves of clear sounds, and is still struggling hard.

"Imitation of Tongtian Spirit Treasure?" The third brother looked back in surprise, then with one hand, a large piece of black and red sand spread again.

The four treasures seemed to be trapped in quicksand. No matter how hard they struggle, they could only speed up their fall into it.

The old monk's face, Yun Danfengqing, could no longer be maintained, and he jumped up quickly, and a golden light lit up all over his body. A phantom of Buddhist Vajra dozens of feet tall appeared in the air.

At the same time, the remaining three golden lights flew out and turned into long swords, prayer wheels, and bells in the air.

The Buddhist Vajra stretched out his hand, held the sword and the prayer wheel in his hand, and the bell flew to his ankle and hung it like an ornament.

The Buddhist Vajra, which was huge enough to look at the third brother, turned the prayer wheel, and golden scriptures suddenly shot out and shot towards the third brother.

At the same time, Vajra held a long sword in his other hand and slashed at the third son with a sword.

The black and red sand around the third brother burst out, instantly submerging all the golden scriptures. At the same time, he slashed out with a sword, slashing out a scarlet sword light with an extremely rich bloody aura.

The long sword in Vajra's hand was directly chopped out, and the sword energy, which was as sticky as blood, slashed directly on his body.

A 'slap' sound!

A huge wound was cut off from the chest of King Kong, almost tearing it apart, which shocked the old monk quickly manipulated King Kong backwards. As the ankle trembled, golden sound waves spread out from it.

The third brother was shrouded in it by the golden sound wave, and his face was faintly painful, but as soon as he reached out, he grabbed the Buddhist Vajra who was trying to escape.

He let out a roar that shocked the world, and his huge arms covered with black armor and black and red scales suddenly grabbed King Kong's shoulders and tore them outwards!

The Vajra transformed from the Buddhist secret technique was actually torn in half by the third child!

The old monk recalled the three treasures and turned them into three spiritual lights to protect their whole body. He quickly turned around and escaped. At this moment, the third brother raised his hand and the magic sword rose out of thin air, constantly spinning in the air, and finally turned into a huge blood-red drill bit!

‘Buzz’!

The air was penetrated instantly, and the huge blood-colored drill flashed in an instant, breaking through three spiritual lights, smashing the old monk's body to pieces, leaving only a slightly confused Nascent Soul.

A 'Boom'!

Accompanied by a thunder, Qingli appeared next to the Nascent Soul instantly, grabbed it in her hand, and snatched it in the air with the other hand. Three broken lights of inspiration turned into three treasures again and were caught by her.

Lu Yunze looked at the third brother beat the old monk without changing his face, without showing any unexpected look.

In this battle, the opponent's only advantage was the Tongtian Spirit Treasure imitation called the Seven Treasure Wheel. However, the third brother's magic weapon, in terms of attack power, may not be much worse than those Tongtian Spirit Treasure imitations.

In other words, whether it is competing for mana, secret technique, or physical body, the old monk has no advantage, let alone having consumed a lot of mana in the Black Wind Flag before, and it is already very good to be able to support it.

Compared to this old monk, the remaining few people in the Black Wind Flag are more important.

Lu Yunze jumped, and a black light suddenly emitted from the black wind flag, covering his figure.

In the blink of an eye, he had already entered the Black Wind Flag. As soon as he stood firm, he looked up and saw the Haoyang Bird spread its wings and sprinkled the red fireballs covering the sky and the sun.

The two dragons transformed from the Qianlan Cauldron behind Mr. Han Li opened their mouths at the same time, and spewed out two dark blue beams of light to meet them.

At this moment, Li Gui suddenly flashed with the jade talisman in his arms, and purple light balls appeared around him, facing the two dark blue light columns.

The sound of "sniffing" started! The purple light ball burst out, and a large piece of purple fire was released. It was swept by the whistling cold wind around it, and the flames suddenly became prosperous. The two light columns were absorbed, and then the red fire balls in the sky rushed straight to Master Han Li.

Under the whistling wind, the red fireballs in the sky were three points faster, like meteor fire rain, smashing down at Master Han Li.

The man on Han Li looked a little pale, and he barely sacrificed two dry blue tripods, released a dark blue light shield, and struggled to resist the attack of the fireball and the wind blade.

As soon as he saw Lu Yunze, Master Han Li couldn't wait to say, "Fellow Daoist Lu, I know that I am wrong! I hope to save my life for the Beiye Xiaoji Palace, I am willing..."

Before Master Han Li could speak, the dark blue light around him suddenly shaking.

A dry blue cauldron behind him suddenly flashed with a blue aura, and it became unstable. Even the dry blue ice flames flowing out of it instantly became half smaller.

"Not good!" Master Han Li was shocked and quickly turned around and issued several magic tricks. After shaking the Qianlan Cauldron for a while, he barely stabilized.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a dangerous and crisp sound coming from the blue light shield.

Before, he was forced to use two dry blue tripods at the same time, but now he only has one available. Even if he could no longer support it, he was wrapped in a fireball by the cold wind, instantly breaking through the shield and burning his body to ashes.

Master Han Li decisively gave up his body and was about to teleport out with his Nascent Soul, but he suddenly screamed.

"Shocking wind!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!