Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 119

The fourth thunderbolt carried it over again, and Juehu also exhausted all the vitality he had just swallowed the life spar, but he quickly took out another one and swallowed it, Jiang Xiaoliu's heart twitched as he watched.

According to the conversion ratio of the Great Qin Nether Empire, this ancient Qin coin of at least one million is a Huaxia coin of one hundred million.

Juehu has already consumed a full [-] million in just a short time.

If the two hundred million rivers and streams are used to buy supplies from the system, I don't know how much they can buy.

In the Shangqing Palace, above the nine heavens, there are several immortal figures, who are actually a group of old Taoists.

The leader of the old Taoist stepped into the air with his hands behind his back, watching from a distance, the thunder in all directions in the direction of Qingyun Guan officially transformed into a real person.

"Everyone, there is a senior who has transformed into a great perfection, and I will go there to protect the Dharma, lest the demon Xiaoxiao take advantage of the chaos to destroy it."

Several veteran Taoists responded one after another, pinched the magic formula with their hands, and their figures disappeared immediately. After a wave of fluctuations in the air, they became quiet.

In the White Horse Temple, there are also a few big monks sitting cross-legged in the Nine Heavens Gangfeng layer, each with a solemn treasure, bursting with golden light.

The headed old monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he wears a red cassock. He said in a deep voice, "Is it Qingyun Temple? Zen Master Fahai, the monster you are talking about is here."

Behind the old monk was a fat monk with a weak breath. It was Fa Hai who was seriously injured and fled.

"That's right, this son practiced the supernatural powers of ancient earth demons and the supreme skills above the earth level. He should have practiced hard and done many good deeds, but it's a pity that he kept monsters and accepted evil cultivators. As a Buddhist, we naturally want to subdue demons and eliminate demons." , help justice, collect his magical powers, suppress his spirit, and make some contributions to the world and the universe."

The old monk's brows twitched slightly: "Is there 72 supernatural powers in the ancient earth? Are there any exercises above the earth level?"

"That's right, what Zen Master Fahai said is reasonable. I, the White Horse Temple, have guarded Luoyi for thousands of years, so it's my duty to do so. First of all, the three hundred arhats obey the order and follow this seat to subdue demons."

A group of old monks suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, and then all disappeared in place.

At the headquarters of the ninth group of the Luoyi Excalibur Bureau, the Huawu Army, which disappeared strangely and then appeared suddenly, has a deep breath at the moment, and seems to be much stronger than before. I don't know what kind of opportunity I got when I went to the Han Empire.

"Team leader, this is at least a seventh-level energy body, which belongs to the category of S-level agents. I am afraid that our ninth team is powerless."

A staff member stared solemnly at the huge screen in front of him, where lightning flashed and thunder thundered, a scene of the end of the world.

Hua Wujun said in a deep voice: "Continue to monitor, don't relax, collect all the data, don't let a single bit go, and use encrypted communication to report to the headquarters, requesting the support of S-class agents."

In the boundless high sky of the ancient city of Luoyi, there are overcast clouds, ghosts and wolves howling everywhere, but there are tall buildings in front of you, mortals and the ghosts coexist, and the underworld and the yang world stand side by side, which is simply unprecedented.

At this time, there were several gloomy figures standing in the air.

The leader is Lord Zhao, the governor of the county. Gongshu Qingying is also among them, and there are some powerful ghosts and gods, whose identities are unknown.

"Master County Governor, according to the agreement, we live in peace with Yangshi, but we have a lot of resources with us. Now Yangshi is about to come out with a great power in the fusion period. Once our plan is destroyed, I am afraid that the current force will not be enough to support it. Yes. Don’t you want to ask the court for help?”

Zhao Junshou's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "According to the information, this person is Song Weiyi, a Nanyang monk, who belongs to the Xuantian Taoist Temple, and his strength is the peak of God Transformation, a supreme existence that is half-step fit."

"It's just that this person's potential is exhausted, and his lifespan is less than a hundred years. How could he appear in Qingyun Temple and still pass the catastrophe in Qingyun Temple? What puzzles me the most is that with his strength, he is about to succeed , what kind of secret is this?"

Everyone was silent in thought, but Gongshu Qingying's eyes lit up, and then she quickly pretended to be thinking to hide herself, as if she had understood something in her heart.

In the endless mountain range of Mang Mountain, ghost energy surged at this moment, and hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers turned into eight armies and soared into the sky.

Headed by the unfathomable ten ghost kings.

"Yan Luo, you are also a fit ghost cultivator. What is the origin of Qingyun Temple? From the time he was born to the present, we have photographed countless little ghosts to find out information, but there is no effective news at all."

The old man in the purple dragon robe frowned and asked the middle-aged man in the yellow dragon robe.

This man is extremely domineering, his arrogance is overwhelming, his eyes are gloomy, and he bursts out with endless murderous aura. Ordinary people are afraid that just looking at it will make their gallbladder burst, and they will be frightened to death on the spot.

"When things go wrong, there must be a demon. This person has a big secret, a big opportunity, and great luck, but he also has a big horror. We just need to wait and see. The world's spiritual energy will recover, and countless hidden old monsters will surface. You see, the Great Qin Netherworld Empire has been sneaking around for thousands of years, and finally revealed its minions, this ancient city of Luoyi is the vanguard army, and our Mangshan army must not act rashly."

"Now, please ask the ghost kings of all halls to appease the army under them, and just go to pay a congratulations with me."

The army of hundreds of millions of ghosts sank into the deep mountain again, but the ten ghost kings turned into streaks of black streamers and flew to Qingyun Mountain.

Jiang Xiaoliu's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked around in astonishment.

"It's such a powerful aura. Many people have rushed over. What are they going to do? Are they going to destroy Juehu Transcending Tribulation?"

"The Buddha's light shines!"

Suddenly, a huge Sanskrit singing resounded through the heaven and earth, overwhelming the deafening thunder explosions in the sky, a golden bergamot hand that was nearly a thousand meters disturbed the thunder clouds, and tore the terrifying thunder calamity to pieces. A thunderbolt is about to fall, but it has been unable to gather for a long time. The most important thing about this thunderbolt is that it contains vitality and tempers the body's soul. If there is no experience, then this thunder disaster is incomplete, and it belongs to the wireless close fusion Existence, but in any case it is not comparable to the existence of a fit.

That was an extremely embarrassing state.

And if you want to trigger Lei Jie, it will not be easy.

In other words, this bergamot is really sabotaging, disrupting the situation, and taking revenge.

"who is it?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was furious, and at the same time secretly terrified. This bergamot could easily destroy the Fusion Thunder Tribulation. It is conceivable what kind of cultivation he is. The behavior at the most critical moment was clearly intentional. Looking back, he offended The person in the Buddhist sect is Fa Hai, a Nascent Soul. Could it be that Fa Hai returned to his teacher's school and invited eminent monks to come to take revenge?

But Jiang Xiaoliu was in a hurry and couldn't help it. With his cultivation base against the body, no matter how perverted he was, he was no match for the huge awareness in the realm. A body-fit cultivator could crush him thousands of times with just one finger I'm back.

"Brother Jinhua Master, it was the Supreme Master of the White Horse Temple who took action, and the one who destroyed it was our Dao Sect's Transcending Tribulation Cultivator. Do you want to ask our Supreme Master to suppress it?"

Jinhua hesitated for a moment and said: "I also know this fellow Taoist who is crossing the catastrophe. He is the only Taoist friend Song from Xuantianguan in Nanyang. We have very little contact with the Central Plains Taoist sect, and we have no friendship. Moreover, in order to survive in Nanyang, they used all kinds of insidious and vicious means. They are full of resentment and complicated causes and effects. This has led to disasters. We can't Act rashly and offend the White Horse Temple for nothing, but it won't do any good."

Juehu, who was above the Nine Heavens, was furious: "Where are you bastards, dare to destroy the old man's Thunder Tribulation?"

The dark clouds all over the sky dissipated, the sky was washed with golden light, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses sprung from the ground, and a statue of the Buddha Dharma standing across the entire void stood for nine days.

Juehu was startled: "The Dharma of Heaven and Earth, are you a powerful senior in the Mahayana period?"

"Amitabha, the benefactor has committed a lot of sins, and he actually caused thunder near the village. Fortunately, my Buddha is merciful, and he took action in time to stop the disaster. Now, the benefactor follows the old monk back to the White Horse Temple and converts to my Buddha. So far, the ancient Buddha with green lamps, practicing the Dharma. , eliminate sins, and there will always be a day of bliss.”

Juehu laughed loudly and cursed: "Old bald donkey, I, Song Weiyi, have lived for thousands of years and killed countless overseas evil gods in Nanyang. I have never met anyone stronger than me. Why did you take a step back? Today you ruined my morality. It is a great hatred that prevents me from being able to advance to the fusion smoothly, and I advise you to resolve it quickly, otherwise your disciples and grandchildren will all be implicated by you, and there will be no place to die."

(End of this chapter)