After searching Su Yuan’s information, the blood-red nectar in the black pot was almost exhausted.

The few left are also consumed when Su Yuan’s latest situation is updated later.

At present, Chen Luoyang cannot rely on the black pot to query the information about the disease Maha.

Of course, even without Su Yuan, there are questions about whether the blood-red nectar accumulated in the black pot was enough.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse.

After all, the opposite side is the foundation of Emperor Wu.

Sick Maha did not dare to confront the leader of the Demon Sect head-on, but instead used the Sanskrit Zen singing to derive from the Pure Land to suppress people's minds and intentions to keep the Demon Sect in the Sanskrit Pure Land for the time being.

There is no sound killing technique that can overwhelm the sound of Sanskrit. If you want to break the sound of Sanskrit with your strength, it will be difficult to decide the winner in a short time under the same realm.

Zhang Tianheng, Su Wei and other people in the Demon Sect are very confident in their genius leader.

Even if the injury has not healed, it is still not difficult to solve the problem in front of you.

The suspense lies in how long it takes.

What Maha wants is not a victory, but a delay as much time as possible.

But Chen Luoyang knew it very well.

Now he uses the help of his desperate bet technique to exert his strength, and only has three moves.

So since now, he has been concentrating on his mind.

Over the past few days, in addition to being familiar with the various unique skills that the leader of the Demon Sect had already mastered, Chen Luoyang has also been constantly pondering the magical martial arts and demon fist that was derived from the great demon hands.

He has recently gained some understanding of this style of "Chiyou".

At this moment, he was sitting quietly in the hall without getting up.

The true meaning of martial arts has not condensed, manifested and formed.

But in Chen Luoyang's consciousness, the Chi Youxiang, who stood tall and had endless fighting spirit and surging murderous spirit, once again occupied his entire mind.

Moreover, above Chiyouxiang's head, nine more divine weapons appeared.

At this moment, as Chen Luoyang's right finger fell down and knocked on the armrest of the seat, among the nine divine weapons above Chi Youxiang's head, there were also swords and swords, attacking and colliding together.

A terrifying sound of gold and iron was like a tangible magic weapon blade coming out of the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot.

This magic weapon cut through the peaceful and peaceful Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, and cut down the pagoda towers in mid-air!

Chen Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Use the technique of sound killing to push, such a sound is not a single move.

It is difficult to make a difference when dealing with big men in the same realm.

But it is very useful to deal with middle and low-level opponents.

At this moment, you can use the sound to kill and destroy the sound to kill, and rely on the golden sword to destroy the sound!

He still needs to continue to study the Divine Martial Demon Fist carefully.

However, this style of "Chiyou" can just act as a magical and overbearing sound killing technique that changes into mysterious and overbearing, and it can be used.

Every time Chen Luoyang's fingers sounded, two of the nine divine weapons above Chi Youxiang would strike and collide.

The sound of metal and iron is strong, and the killing aura is soaring to the sky, and it is extremely domineering and fierce.

When someone hears it, he is awakened to his infinite fighting spirit and vicious murderous intent.

In the Pure Land of Sanskrit, born from the human spirit, divine weapons roam.

Lotus flowers are broken.

Bodhi trees broke.

The pagodas collapsed one after another.

The golden lamps are extinguished.

The sound of the Buddhist chant gradually lowered, and the overflowing sandalwood gradually dissipated.

The entire Pure Land Buddha Kingdom tends to collapse and die.

The Six Dragon Emperor Chariot is no longer as small as mustard dust, but is turned back to its original state.

Chen Luoyang's voice came from the hall.

"That's all I can do after retiring for decades?"

There was no sarcasm and contempt in his tone, but a little disappointment was revealed.

In the Pure Land of Sanskrit that was about to collapse, Maha lowered his voice and yelled the Buddha's name.

Then the Buddha's light condensed suddenly.

The Buddha above the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot sat upright on the lotus and preached and recited scriptures.

The sound of the morning bell and evening drums is like thunder.

It is like a lion roaring, subduing all beasts.

The blessings and good deeds in the world are like elephants, cows, horses, sheep...

The world's evil deeds are like jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards...

When the Buddha preached, he all subdued him.

In the Pure Land, the already depressed Sanskrit sound suddenly grew stronger and deafeningly, causing the listener to his mind to be blank.

Inside the Six Dragon Emperor's Chariot, Chen Luoyang was not surprised when he was in trouble.

He no longer continued to tap the seat armrest with his index finger.

Instead, the entire palm of his right hand slapped!

Above Chiyou, nine divine weapons, all moving and colliding together at this moment!

An unprecedented sound of metal collision sounded.

With the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot as the center, it is like thousands of troops and countless soldiers and swords stirring together.

Fighting the sky and the earth, the endless fighting will and the surging murderous aura gather together, soaring into the sky and breaking through the sky!

The Buddha image above the imperial chariot was covered with cracks all over his body, and then it began to break and disintegrate.

"Singing Fanyin Zen, Shenzhou Yin is the best?" Chen Luoyang said lightly: "It's not been long ago, but you are still a treasure."

With his words, the Buddha's appearance was completely broken and disappeared.

The sound of the Buddhist chant and Buddha's chant completely disappeared.

The glazed Buddha light that covered all directions also dissipated.

The scene between heaven and earth has returned to its original state.

The Six Dragon Emperor Chariot hovered in mid-air, and the surrounding area was still the vast world before, without any change.

The only difference is that after the Buddha's light and shadow dissipate, two objects fall from his body.

Zhang Tianheng stepped forward to answer, but there was a drum and a bell.

The drum surface is broken and the bell mouth is cracked.

"The old monk used to build a Pure Land that was established by these two treasures? He was obedient and immediately escaped as soon as the Pure Land was broken, and he did not dare to meet the leader." Zhang Tianheng said with a smile.

Su Wei said: "He has old injuries and chronic diseases, and it all depends on this technique of killing souls. Now that the leader has broken his method, it will probably affect his old injuries. Even if he runs away, it will not be able to survive."

Zhang Tianheng looked excited and his eyes were shining: "The thirty-six secrets of this sect are all superb skills, but Yu's eyes are not the best. He has never practiced them. Some old guys secretly slandered the leader's arrogant heart.

Now the facts have proved that the leader’s talent, his master’s merits and achievements, and created a technique of sound killing, not only above the Six Sounds of the Burning Sea, but also surpasses the Sangyin Zen of Qingliang Temple!

The leader’s technique of sound killing is the number one in the vast territory of China today.

Although the Thirty-Six Secrets of this sect are the unique skills of sages throughout the ages to constantly understand the skills of removing the drought and retaining the essence, the level is indeed low for the leader!

The great leader is famous for his proficiency in all kinds of unique skills in the teachings, but how can he be better than the leader of the world and the past?"

"That's true." Su Wei nodded: "Without the illness, Maha, the threat of Qingliang Temple has been greatly reduced. The leader broke through the Pure Land of Fanyin in just a moment. The other party's hope of delaying our time was dashed, and we will soon be able to chase Xiaoyuan and the others."

As the two of them spoke, the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot had advanced again and quickly crossed the sky.

Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others walked into the hall and met their tutor.

The dark golden light in Chen Luoyang's eyes had turned back into a dark light.

"Continue to chase." He said lightly: "Although Mingjue retreats, don't let him investigate his whereabouts."

Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others under their command immediately responded in unison.
Chapter completed!