Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 766 Power of Law
The heart-like contraction of the blue light paused for a moment, as if it sensed a threat.

"Although this person just wants to spy on the power of the laws of heaven and earth, his methods are indeed powerful, and it is really possible to destroy that blue light."

The little monk whispered in a dignified voice.

"town!"

When the monks in Nanjiang got close enough, they stopped abruptly, separated from the air, and urged the golden pagoda more than ten meters high to suppress the blue light of law.

Rumble!
A majestic and incomparable energy erupted at the bottom of the water.

The nearby rocks have been infested by the law of heaven and earth for a long time, and they have already been extremely strong, but at this moment, a large collapse occurred within a full radius of [-] meters, the ground was sinking, and huge rocks were flying across the sky. The scene is amazing.

The golden light beam spurted thinly, it was extremely terrifying, and it seemed that it was about to absorb the law of heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, at the next moment, the ten-meter-high golden pagoda shook and flew back upside down.

The cultivator in Nanjiang flew back while driving the golden pagoda, with a somewhat disappointed face on his face.And the original blue light seems to have devoured part of the energy of the golden pagoda, becoming more powerful and terrifying, and the speed of beating and expanding has also accelerated.

"Is my mana still not enough? I can't resist the laws of heaven and earth even by mobilizing the pagoda."

"This sword soul space is just a closed small world, and the laws of heaven and earth are relatively weak. I can't even stop the catastrophe here. How can I resist the catastrophe of the big world outside?"

"Cultivation all the way, is it a dead end in the end, no one can survive that catastrophe?" The monk in Nanjiang said this, his face was extremely gloomy.

"The road ahead is not a dead end. Fellow Daoist is a rare genius in the world, don't lose your Dao heart." The little monk said lightly.

"Does the little holy monk think that he can resist the catastrophe? He thinks he is better than me, and he is giving me advice on cultivation at this moment?"

The monk in Nanjiang spoke indifferently, his face regained his coldness, and his eyes were sharp and compelling.

"Fellow Taoist is overthinking, but the little holy monk has no such intentions."

Suddenly, a voice came, and a white-clothed man with a jade-like spirit flew down not far away.

There was a smile on this man's heroic face, and he nodded to the young monk and the Nanjiang monk respectively.

"Why did the son of Yaoguang come here?" the monk from Nanjiang said, his eyes still staring.

"Do you want to help the little monk?" The little monk smiled.

"It is too difficult to defeat the law of heaven and earth. I know that I am not strong enough, so I will not attack. I also advise the little holy monk to keep some strength. Once the law of heaven and earth breaks out, the ones who survive in the end will be the absolute strong. There will be peace, but there will be a fierce battle."

"Little holy monk is kind-hearted, I can't bear to have you fall here." Yaoguang Holy Land said, his voice was calm, and he couldn't hear the emotional fluctuations, just like a statue in a temple talking.

The young monk's face was heavy, and he lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking.

After a while, the fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old young monk raised his head, his eyes shone with firm light, and he clasped his hands together: "My Buddha is merciful and compassionate, Amitabha!"

After all, the little monk flew towards the blue light in the depths of the water palace, getting closer and closer.

He crossed a safe distance and continued to approach. At the same time, he formed a lotus seal with his hands, and a black bowl flew out from the Buddha's light.

The glow in the alms bowl was as thick as a liquid, and as the alms bowl approached the law of heaven and earth, it suddenly fell down, and the dense, liquid-like glow immediately poured out.

hum!
A thick column of solid energy pierced through, directly rushing into the law of heaven and earth.

The beam of light at the end began to spread and become larger, forming a cone shape, completely covering the laws of heaven and earth in it.

The nearby water flow has long been evaporated, leaving a vacuum there, but the dazzling light is like rolling sea water, sweeping away in all directions.

"Failed, the little holy monk is so close, he will be suppressed by the law of heaven and earth, and he can't escape."

"I didn't expect the Buddhist saint son of Beimo to die like this."

The southern border genius monk and the son of Yaoguang spoke lightly, their voices were very indifferent, and no emotional fluctuations could be heard.

The law of heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, and the energy of the bowl was almost completely swallowed up. The powerful law of heaven and earth drowned out the figure of the little monk almost instantly.

The little monk was too close, obviously there was no time to escape.

The entire water palace was shocked by this energy and began to shake slightly.However, at this moment, a light appeared.

The figure of the little holy monk who had disappeared gradually reappeared. It was an ancient bronze lamp, shining brightly next to it. The peaceful energy protected the little holy monk inside, preventing him from falling into hell.

The powerful law of heaven and earth is no longer so violent, it seems a little calm, and there is a little silence between heaven and earth.

That peaceful law is confronting the law of heaven and earth.

"What, the wick of that ancient lamp turned out to be a relic of an ancient Buddha!"

"Could it be possible to rely on this thing to withstand the laws of heaven and earth?"

The relics are treasures condensed by the Buddha's own Dharma when the great monks of the Buddhist sect were sitting down, possessing the great power of those Buddhist practitioners during their lifetime.

The little monk sat cross-legged next to the ancient lamp, clasped his hands together, and looked peaceful, making the atmosphere here even more peaceful.

Tian Jie seemed to have really been subdued and became quiet.This scene was so astonishing that for the first time on the faces of the southern border genius monk and the son of Yaoguang,
Seeing drastic changes, both of them showed fear and vigilance.

At this moment, the little monk opened his eyes, with a look of exhaustion on his body. He grabbed the ancient bronze lamp and stared at the peaceful law of heaven and earth, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he couldn't figure out why the law of heaven and earth had calmed down. down.

Suddenly, a huge and unparalleled suction force appeared, and the little monk was almost uncontrollable, and flew towards the inside of the law of heaven and earth, as if he was going to be eaten.

The expressions of the southern border monks and the son of Yaoguang, who were far enough away, changed drastically, because they seemed to be attracted. If they hadn't sacrificed their magic treasures to protect their bodies at the first time, even they would have been robbed.

The ancient bronze lamp was shining brightly, and a halo formed on the wick, and a phantom of a three-inch old Buddha appeared inside, clasped his hands together, and looked at the little monk with a kind smile on his face.

The old Buddha waved his sleeves, and the cassock on his body burst into auspicious light, and flew out of the danger zone wrapped in the little holy monk.

After devouring the relics, the energy of the law of heaven and earth caused the dangerous atmosphere to spread completely.

But even so, the energy of Heavenly Tribulation is still accumulating and has not yet reached saturation.

The little monk was covered in blood and blood, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood before getting up from the rocky ruins.

His body was covered with cracks, and it seemed that he was almost torn into pieces by the energy of the law of heaven and earth. He sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and sighed: "This calamity cannot be overcome, Amitabha, so good."

The southern border genius monk sneered, and approached the little monk, a trace of undetectable murderous intent slowly spread here.

(End of this chapter)