The heavens start from Maoshan

formation.

Sword formation, hundreds of twists and turns.

One sword turned into thousands, and in an instant, thousands of Taiping swords were split.

This move was groped out by Zhang Heng himself, and every flying sword carried the aura of the world of mortals.

swoosh swish...

Thousands of flying swords rained down on Zhijian.

Every time it was hit, Zhijian trembled slightly, and the sword light weakened by three points.

At the beginning, the wisdom sword was radiant, as if it could shake the world.

After breaking through the barriers of thousands of flying swords, the light of the sword was only three inches, and its color changed from platinum to pale white.

"Fighting fighters..."

After the sword light weakened, Zhang Heng tied the mantra seal with his hands and shouted: "Break the law!"

boom! !

Jian Guangfei was in front of Zhang Heng, and was drunk by him.

After doing all this, he still didn't give up, and pointed to the monks: "You guys try it too!"

Swish! !

Countless flying swords came flying like raindrops.

The monks looked up.

I saw that what flew over was not a sword, but my favorite thing.

Gold and silver, precious jade, cassocks, beauties, and so on.

In an instant, some monks with insufficient determination stood up, opened their arms, and smiled foolishly: "The cassock is the cassock of the Zen master. I will become the next Zen master."

puff! !

The tip of the sword passed through the body.

The great monk was directly nailed to the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Silky!!"

the other side.

Fa Hai also took out the purple gold alms bowl at the bottom of the box. Although his purple gold alms bowl is not the one in the hands of the Buddha, it is also a treasure inherited from Jinshan Temple.

As soon as it appeared, it radiated purple light, and then under the blessing of Fahai, the purple golden bowl turned from solid to empty, turning into a black hole, connected to the hungry ghost realm in the six realms of reincarnation.

Swish!

The radiance of the sword of wisdom penetrates into the realm of hungry ghosts.

I only heard a hungry ghost exclaiming in the hungry ghost path: "There is something to eat!"

A group of hungry ghosts rushed up one after another, nibbling at the brilliance of the Wisdom Sword.

As soon as it was illuminated by this brilliance, the ashes of the hungry ghost immediately annihilated, and then reborn in a plastic shape at the side, and pounced on it to eat it again. The greedy look made Zhang Heng shudder.

To know.

The great sage was crushed down the mountain, ate iron pills, drank molten iron, no matter what he ate.

The hungry ghost said otherwise.

The evil ghosts are always hungry and never get enough to eat, and their hearts are filled with hunger all the time.

But in the Hungry Ghost Dao, there is no food, only a Yellow Spring River.

But this river is the projection of the real Huangquan River, which can be seen but not drunk.

Just like a mirage, it will disappear as soon as it gets close, so they don't care what is flying in, as long as it is not a ghost, they will be eaten by them, even spells are no exception.

It doesn't matter if you are killed, those who are trapped in the endless purgatory will neither live nor die.

Even if they are dead, they will be resurrected in the next second and suffer.

That being the case, there is nothing to be afraid of, the light of Zhijian is bright, and it is delicious to look at.

Eat only one bite and die once, making a lot of money.

ps: there will be another update in the second half of the night

Chapter 221: Strong West Wind

"This golden bowl!"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The purple gold alms bowl in Fa Hai's hand can actually exile the attack that hits him into the six realms of reincarnation. This is the first time he has seen such a magic weapon, and it is an eye-opener.

I just don't know whether the Hungry Ghost Path opened by Fahai with the purple gold bowl can only divert the attack, or is it a real passage leading to the six realms.

If it's the latter, is it possible to exile people to purgatory, or to go to the world they want to go directly with the help of the six paths of reincarnation.

"It shouldn't be that powerful, otherwise the magic weapon of this level would not be kept in the lower realm."

The world of Liaozhai is just a small world.

The purple gold bowl is said to be the treasure of Jinshan Temple, it must be powerful, but Zhang Heng is the first to not believe that it can freely travel through the six realms of reincarnation.

"Fahai, you concentrate on dealing with the two old monks, and leave the rest to me."

The enemy is now, not the time to think wildly.

Zhang Heng regained his composure and began to share the pressure for Fa Hai.

"it is good!"

As soon as the cassock came out, it covered everyone, and Fa Hai couldn't take it anymore.

Now with Zhang Heng's order, he immediately removed some of the cassocks, released all the monks, and concentrated on dealing with the two holy monks.

"This..."

Accompanied by a repulsion.

The monks came to their senses and found that they were back in Lifo Temple.

Looking again, there was no sign of the two holy monks, only Zhang Heng standing there alone.

"Sword formation!"

With a big wave of Zhang Heng's hand, the flying sword took the place of the cassock and took a photo on his head.

"Catch me, what a big tone!"

Zhang Heng urged the sword art.

Each flying sword is like a wave, and countless waves form a huge wave and rush towards everyone.

"So I heard that at one time, the Buddha was in the garden of the lonely tree in the country of Sravasti, together with thousands of great monks."

The monks crossed their knees on the ground, their voices and consciousness merged into an upside-down golden bell.

The sword waves slapped on the golden bell, and the golden bell vibrated, like a flat boat floating on the sea, as if it would be buried in the bottom of the sea at any time, but it was so close.

"Still struggling!"

Zhang Heng was not impatient, and said coldly, "See how long you can last!"

swoosh swish...

Thousands of flying swords danced around the golden bell, like a tornado, bit by bit killing everyone's energy.

"puff!"

Among the monks, everyone's cultivation level is also uneven.

After persisting for a while, some young monks couldn't hold on at first, bleeding from their mouths and noses, in a trance, and fell to the ground one after another.

When the others saw it, they hurriedly protected the fainted man behind them, and said plausibly: "Everyone hold on, the demon is gone."

"I can not make it?"

Zhang Heng was a little dazed.

He was carrying a elixir to replenish mana, and it would not be a problem to consume any of them, so why not.

It's like playing chicken, calling people crippled when they see them, and killing them is not worth their lives.

"This tortoise shell is hard enough."

Although Zhang Heng feels good about himself.

But there is one thing he has to admit, the body-protecting golden bell supported by the monks' joint efforts is indeed amazing in defense, even if he swirls around with flying swords, there is no sign of breaking it so far.

"A battle of contradictions!"

Seeing that the crowd couldn't shrink back, Zhang Heng stopped being polite, and began to fight with his sword, muttering: "One step is thunder, two steps are water flow, three steps are thunder and fire, four steps are thunderbolts, and people are sweeping away evil spirits." , people drive away the evil dragon, Xinggang has arrived, and I will fight with evil..."

A word of thunder came.

As soon as he said it, a blue thunder as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and hit the golden bell hard.

All of a sudden, all the monks under the golden bell vomited blood, thanks to the young monks, if the seventy and eighty-year-old monks were to come, there would be no life in just this one blow.

ding ding ding...

The moment the golden bell broke, there were countless flying swords to meet him.

At a glance, the two swords are crossed together to form an X shape, and they are placed on the monks. If you move a little, you will be injured by the sword energy on the blade.

"It's done."

Zhang Heng clapped his hands.

Now, he is also a great human cultivator in the late stage of returning to the void, and he has long been used to fighting at higher levels, not to mention the returning to the void, even in Hedao, there are not many people who can be his opponents.

Facing this group of silver guns and wax heads who are refining Qi and transforming gods and refining gods to fight against emptiness, it is too modest to hit ten, and it is necessary to hit a hundred.

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Vajra Buddhas, Dharma protectors of all living beings."

After two sticks of incense.

Fa Hai appeared in front of Zhang Hengming.

Zhang Heng looked up and found that there was faint blood on the corner of his mouth, but he was indeed in good spirits.

"Fortunately not humiliated."

Facing Zhang Heng's eyes, Fa Hai couldn't help being happy: "In the two-on-one contest, the two have already lost to me."

Then, he picked up the purple gold bowl and showed it to Zhang Heng: "It's inside."

The Great Monk of Xiangshan, Zhang Heng is more concerned about Yan Chixia: "Have you heard about Yan Chixia?"

Speaking of Yan Chixia, Fa Hai couldn't stop laughing, and said in a deep voice, "I've already asked. Hero Yan quickly disappeared without a trace after entering the Western Wilderness. They don't know that Hero Yan Where did you go?"

"Really missing?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

He would rather Yan Chixia was caught by the three monks of the mountain than he disappeared for nothing.

After all, the monks in Xianshan were in their hands, and it would be fine if Yan Chixia was caught and waited for a hostage exchange.

Disappearance is different.

It's been a month, and there is no news. Who knows where he went, whether he was stuck in a secret place and couldn't get out.

"What about these people?"

Zhang Heng glanced at the monks again.

"Leave it to me. I am going to take them back to Jinshan Temple to cleanse their hearts. When these people understand right and wrong, I will release them."

Although Fahai can't see what Shan is doing.

But he was born in Buddhism after all, and he didn't want to kill everyone with a knife.

So he slapped his head, then his butt, and with it, he brought everyone back.

Jinshan Temple is his site, and he just took people back to make improvements.