Chapter 692 Vajra Relic

A distance of more than a hundred miles, in a blink of an eye, the "Sword River" had collided with tens of thousands of ruler shadows sacrificed by Lu Qingzhou, making loud noises in the sky. The sword river collapsed and turned into sword shadows all over the sky. Most of the shadows collapsed, but tens of thousands of ruler shadows were still smashed against each other.

This jade ruler is definitely an extraordinary item, either a top-level spiritual treasure or an immortal treasure. In a moment, half of the void was filled with sword shadows and ruler shadows.

"careful!"

Liu Changsheng suddenly raised his hand and slapped the void in front of him. With a bang, the void in front of him shattered, and a rapidly rotating vortex suddenly emerged. Two flowing flies flashed from a distance. When they were about to fall above their heads, they were attracted by the powerful suction force rushed out of the vortex, changed direction, fell into the vortex, and turned into two round balls, one green and one red.

With two dull bangs, the ball suddenly exploded, and turned into two flying swords, one green and one red, swaying desperately in the vortex, trying to rush out of the vortex. The two flying swords were only six feet long, but the sword energy was radiant and cold light was everywhere. It was obvious that they were extremely sharp.

"Kanmaru!"

A thought flashed through Liu Changsheng's mind and was secretly shocked.

It is said that Jianwan is the refining method of immortals. The materials used to make swordwan are all top-level spiritual materials. The sharpness of the sword blade is far from comparable to ordinary spiritual treasures, and its speed is several times that of the spiritual treasure flying sword. These two swords pills flew silently, and their speed is no less than the speed of the Immortal Destroy Crossbow, which is extremely confusing and dangerous. Fortunately, the disciples of Tiangong Sect like to sacrifice the Thunderbolt and Fire Beads. Liu Changsheng thought these two self-destructive magic weapons and did not punch to bombard them. Otherwise, with the sharpness and weirdness of these two flying swords, they might cut their skin or even hurt the vital points.

"It's impolite to come and not go!"

Ya Zi snorted coldly, grabbed the void with both hands, and a huge crossbow of dozens of feet long appeared in his palm. Six silver arrows more than ten feet long stood above the bowstring. It was the Immortal Destroy Crossbow. The crossbow was flashing on the formation text and the light was filled with colorful light.

After harvesting three immortal crossbows from Wan Yao Valley that day, Liu Changsheng made a special attempt. With the divine power of him, Shi Yan and Ya Zi, the three of them, they could directly stimulate the magic array contained in the Immortal Crossbow and launch an attack without setting up magic circles. However, it consumed quite a lot of magic power. Once it hit, it would cost at least about one or two percent of the magic power. At this moment, Ya Zi's body turned into a huge giant of hundreds of feet, just in time to control the giant crossbow.

The sound of bowstrings sounded, and six crossbow arrows left the strings and disappeared. The next moment, they were a hundred miles away, crossing the sword shadows and the slashes of the sky, heading straight for Lu Qingzhou, and Fang Qingming and the other two shot away.

Immediately afterwards, Yazi quickly put away the Immortal Destroy Crossbow and sacrificed the broad sword.

The lightning light flying under Liu Changsheng's feet had turned into a huge thunder lotus. He raised his hand and grabbed Ya Zi. The thunder lotus under his feet suddenly collapsed and shattered, and the figures of the two suddenly disappeared.

Seeing the six immortal-destroying crossbows suddenly rushed out of the sword shadow, the speed was so fast and the strength was far dozens of times that of the flying sword. Lu Qingzhou and Fang Qingming were caught off guard and were startled. Even if the two had great magic power, they would not dare to fight the attack that could severely damage the immortal. The two rushed towards one side at the same time.

The two of them escaped speeds that were comparable to ordinary god-transforming monks, and they avoided six crossbow arrows when they were unable to be fired.

The crossbow arrow fell into nothing, and the spiritual change direction was changed. Four crossbow arrows followed Lu Qingzhou, and Fang Qingming chased after him, but two of them went straight to Dazhi and Daxian and the two monks shot him.

The two monks also noticed the unfamiliarity of the Immortal Crossbow, and their faces changed drastically. While hurriedly avoiding, they waved the Zen Staff in their hands and smashed the Immortal Crossbow far away.

Although the magic power of the four is profound, the six immortal-killing crossbows are faster and they are approaching step by step. The four have to wave their long swords and the Zen staff is fighting hard to resist. There is a loud noise from the tin dart. The six crossbow arrows are hit by the four waves of weapons again and again, but they are still chasing them and are difficult to be completely blocked.

Fang Qingming was dealing with two giant crossbows that were pressing step by step, but suddenly a strong wind roared behind him. Liu Changsheng and Ya Zi fell from the sky and appeared out of thin air.

As soon as he appeared, Liu Changsheng's arms shook, and thousands of lightning arcs flew out of his body, and all rushed towards Fang Qingming's back.

In a hurry, Fang Qingming had no escape or escape, and had no way to hide. He was bombarded by the lightning. The protective light dispersed. His clothes were torn apart by the lightning. His body was covered with burnt marks. His body trembled like a "dance". There was a giant crossbow in front and a strong enemy behind. Fang Qingming's reaction was also fast enough. He raised all his strength and rushed more than ten feet away to the left. He avoided two giant crossbows. Then, he suddenly turned around, waved the long sword in his hand, and a sword shadow surrounded by green light flew out, splitting the void in front of him, and slashing towards Liu Changsheng's head.

As he left, two giant crossbows shot towards Liu Changsheng one by one and the other, and the direction where Ya Zi was located. Although his strength was much worse than before, he should not be underestimated.

It’s a pity that Liu Changsheng’s figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

However, Yazi took one step towards one side, missed the attack of the crossbow arrow, and rushed towards Fang Qingming.

"Boy, take my sword!"

Ya Zi shouted angrily, slashing the giant sword in his hand horizontally, and a powerful dragon power came with the giant sword. Fang Qingming's body was imprisoned and could not escape.

The True Dragon Clan is born with the talent to imprison the void, and Yazi is already a half-step realm of the earth immortal. Such a close distance is enough to temporarily imprison any realm whose magic power is lower than his opponents.

Fang Qingming's expression suddenly changed. He raised all his strength, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed towards the giant sword that was slashing down on his head.

With a roar, Fang Qingming blew blood from his mouth, his sword was blown away, his arms were folded, and the red giant sword with a rolling flame slashed on his body with a strong wind. His body instantly split into pieces. The blood rain had just flew out and was burned by the red flames. Even the soul and the Nascent Soul were strangled on the spot by the terrifying force contained in the giant sword.

With his talent, his sword magical powers, and two sword pill flying swords, if he fights Ya Zi head-on, although he dare not say that he can win, he will not be defeated so miserably. Maybe he still has some hope of escaping. Unfortunately, he no longer has such an opportunity.

Liu Changsheng took a step forward, reached behind Lu Qingzhou, and fists came out together, hitting Lu Qingzhou's head and back.

Lu Qingzhou had just cut open the two immortal-destroying crossbows, and noticed the abnormality behind him, and suddenly rushed to the side, avoiding the direct bombardment of two fist shadows. However, his figure was swept by the fist wind, and he staggered and fell forward. Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air behind him was loud. The sword tripod above Liu Changsheng's head was shining brightly, hundreds of flying swords flew out, and they all slashed towards Lu Qingzhou.

"break!"

Lu Qingzhou shouted lightly, and pointed out his backhand. The light shone on the long sword. A silver giant tiger phantom flashed out in a flash, turning into a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, instantly condensed as real as it was blocked behind him. The giant tiger Subaru roared, and his two sharp claws swung left and right, slapped at the whistling sword shadow.

With a dull sound, more than half of the sharp swords were slapped away by the tiger's claws, and the other half of the sharp swords stabbed on the tiger's body. The tiger's body collapsed instantly, but the sharp swords were blocked one after another. Only more than ten flying swords penetrated the tiger's body and slashed towards Lu Qingzhou, and its power had long been greatly reduced.

However, Lu Qingzhou had already fled forward and fled. With a backhand, with a buzzing sound, thousands of sword shadows rushed behind him in a fan shape, blocking the flying swords.

"Sword Soul!"

Liu Changsheng's heart thumped. The silver tiger magic image was obviously a sword soul, similar to the magic dragon in the magic dragon spear. However, Liu Changsheng had never used the magic image like this to respond to the enemy. As the magic power grew, the magic dragon spear had long been neglected by him in the storage bracelet.

He reached out and grabbed the void, and the purple and golden light flashed. Ruyi stick was in his hand. He raised his footsteps and was about to chase Lu Qingzhou. Unexpectedly, there was a strong wind behind him, and a golden shadow of a stick was flying and smashing.

"Amitabha, the donor's murder is too serious. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

The voice of the monk Daxian sounded behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a golden palm shadow flew down and slapped at Liu Changsheng's head, like a mountain of pressure coming with the palm shadow.

"Die bald donkey, you are obviously killing people, but you say that others are too serious in killing. You want to be shameless and take my sword!"

Yazi jumped at the monk Daxian and swept across with a sword.

"Amitabha, it is my duty to eliminate demons and demons. The monsters are stupid, but how can I know that my Buddha is merciful!"

The golden light flew around the body of the Great Sage, and raised his hand and blocked the giant sword with a staff.

The roar shook the sky, and the monk Daxian was cut by the giant sword and flew back a hundred feet away, and Yazi also retreated a hundred feet away.

Ya Zi couldn't help but wonder. No matter how you look at it, this monk shouldn't be his opponent. Why can he have such divine power? Looking closely, on the string of rosary beads hanging between the neck of Monk Daxian, there was a golden rosary that flashed with seven-colored glass Buddha light. The waves of Buddha light did not expand outward, but were penetrated into Monk Daxian's body.

"Vajra Relic!"

Ya Zi's pupils shrank, and he felt a little scared in his heart, but he felt a little greedy.

It is said that after the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Buddhas and other great Buddhist monks, they will leave a Vajra relic after sitting and transforming. This Vajra relic contains the will and supernatural powers of the monk during his lifetime. If they can be inherited and refined, they will have the possibility of achieving Buddhahood to achieve the golden body of the Arhat.

Monk Daxian brought this Vajra relic on his body instead of storing it in his body. It was obviously not completely inherited and could not be refined. Perhaps this Vajra relic did not belong to him, but someone was borrowing him to use it.

"Little monk, don't talk nonsense. I have always had good friends with the Western Buddhist world. I don't want to hurt you. Get out of here!"

Yazi said that he did not want to hurt others, but he rushed to Monk Daxian again, slashed out with ten percent of his strength, which was a fatal move.

If he could take this Vajra Relic, he might be able to enter the realm of earthly immortals after refining it. At this moment, he didn't care about the loss of nearly half of his magic power, and just wanted to slap the fat monk to death in front of him.

The monk Daxian complained secretly, and before he could make any jokes, he clenched his teeth and waved his Zen stick to meet him.

On the other side, Monk Dazhi actually hid far away, his figure was wrapped in a ball of dazzling golden light as big as acre, and he didn't know what strange magical powers he was using.
Chapter completed!