A few feet above Tianjiu's head, a red dot floated gently, from far to near, and in the blink of an eye it grew to a length of ten feet. A blood-red thunderbolt broke through the air, mixed with a faint cracking sound, and struck the head like a knife.
He struck at someone who was still scratching the bag.
Fast, accurate and ruthless!
Without giving Tianjiu a chance to react, he received a blow to the head.
"Ah~!"
Tianjiu howled miserably, and before the wings on his back were fully unfolded, thunder had already covered his body, his body was covered in blood, and thousands of red snakes were dancing wildly.
"Ouch~!!"
He roared, and his body twitched violently. In the small space, he sometimes ran and stumbled, and sometimes rolled all over the ground. Although the red lightning was not more than ten feet long, its power was unparalleled, and it was not as sharp as a strike from the Lingbao. In the end,
The terrible thing is that no matter what method he uses to drive it, even the substantial colorful glow inspired by the Time Cauldron cannot dispel it at all. He can only let it plunder through the limbs and bones, even hundreds of them.
The red snake penetrated into the blue bones and set off waves of waves.
He once again had the real feeling of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and once again felt the heart-rending pain.
An hour has passed, and the thousands of red snakes show no sign of fading away...
Ten hours later, only hundreds of red "little snakes" emerged from their bodies and slowly disappeared into the stone chamber...
He was already exhausted, huddled in the stone room and howled hoarsely.
"Damn it, wouldn't it be possible for me to be struck to death by a red thunderbolt like this? Holy Grandpa Buddha, I just accidentally ate your eight-flavored fireworks. Do I deserve such a fatal blow..."
Tianjiu lamented in his heart and slowly lost consciousness...
Four days later, the stone room once again fell into darkness, and the human figure curled up in the small dark room no longer had any blood on it. He huddled there, looking like a shrimp that had been squeezed dry.
A trace of sweet spring flowed out from the sea of consciousness, quickly traveled through the eight extraordinary meridians, and suddenly rushed into the Dantian after a week. The giant white Nascent Soul lying on the black pill beads suddenly trembled, and its eyes suddenly opened, and then leaped
He stood up and sat cross-legged on top of the pill beads in a vigorous manner.
"Huh? I'm not dead?!"
Tianjiu grinned and turned over to sit up.
The small dark room was still a small dark room, completely empty. He was also intact, and even the Ten Thousand Buddhas robe on his body was as bright as new, and there seemed to be no wrinkles. However, he vaguely sensed that there seemed to be a watcher above his head.
The invisible eyes were staring at him, making him tremble with fear and horror.
He gritted his teeth and stood up. In his eyes, the celestial vision was about to open.
A very small spatial fluctuation came and entered Tianjiu's sea of consciousness, but it was like thunder. Another orange micro-dot shot out, passed through his eyes, and turned into a two-foot-long giant blade.
Orange Thunder is coming!
"Oh my! Holy Grandpa Buddha, why are you still there? Do you want anyone to live or not?!"
Tianjiu Ghost roared, shrank down and held his head, squatting on the ground, letting the orange thunder strike. This time, he didn't even have a thought of escaping. The invisible wings had already lost touch with his mind the moment the orange thunder appeared.
connect.
"Bang~!"
As expected, orange thunder covered the body, and thousands of orange snakes danced wildly.
The screams once again flooded the entire stone chamber...
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Just when Tianjiu was lying in a small dark room, suffering from the most powerful thunder tribulation, in the Privy Council, thousands of miles away from the fifth-level rooftop, more than a dozen of Famen Temple’s top bosses were sitting in the secret pavilion of the Privy Council. These bosses, including those from the Fifth Level,
The two masters Ku Hui and Ku Xing, as well as the abbot Ku Deng, Ku Quan, the chief deacon of the Discipline Academy, the three great protectors of Luohan Hall, the five permanent elders of the Privy Council, etc. came on the stage. Everyone present was a grand master.
A monk or above.
Abbot Kudeng held a sound transmission jade slip in his hand and said with a frown: "Masters, you are all Privy Council elders. The opinions of the masters here can almost represent the will of our Famen Temple and even the entire Holy Buddha City. Today,
I called you all here urgently because we need to discuss the recent progress of the southward march together to see if it is still necessary to promote the southward march..."
"Wait! Abbot Kudeng, Master Kutian is not here. Isn't it inappropriate for us to hastily discuss the matter of moving south?" Kuquan opened his eyes and interrupted Abbot Kudeng's words.
"Yes! Master Abbot, I, the three great protectors of Luohan Hall, are also quite curious. Master Kutian, the chief elder of the Privy Council, is not here. What good results can we discuss? Can it represent the final will of Famen Temple? Hehe, don't make trouble.
What a joke!”
Ku Hui's face slowly darkened, he opened his eyes slightly, and coldly snorted: "Ku Chanzi, you didn't even listen to what Ku Deng said about the contents of the jade slip, so you jumped to conclusions, isn't that too arbitrary?! Master Ku Tian and Nie Haifeng
The Lord is now enlightening Zen on the fifth-level rooftop, and it has reached a critical moment. When he came, Lao Na and Ku Xing had already informed Master Ku Tian. If there is any conclusion, I will go to Master Ku Tian to report it! Ku Deng, continue, if anyone
If you don’t want to hear any more, you can leave!”
There was a brief moment of silence in the Tianmi Pavilion. The expressions of several big bosses who were about to agree changed several times, and finally shook their heads and sneered in silence.
"Masters, the latest briefing is that the war situation in Yulingzhou is still stagnant, and there are faint signs of defeat.
First, the battle situation on the eastern front: the 200,000 Buddhist cultivators led by Jiu Ling captured the eighteen peaks in the east of Beiwei Gate, the eleven peaks of Tianyi Gate, the three peaks of Huachen Gate, and the seven cloud pavilions of Danshan Mountain half a year ago.
Peak. But after that, it seemed to have reached the end of the Qiongnu, and it had not made half a step forward. The evil lion was successfully attacked by Wei Qiyin on Huachen Peak not long ago, and so far only 80% of its mana has been restored; the evil leopard and the evil tiger are in Danshan Cloud
He was defeated by Bai Feng in the hinterland of the pavilion, and he is still huddled in the camp to regulate his breathing; Nie Ma was injured at Tianyimen Tiantai Peak, Nie Monkey was killed in Bifu Peak and his dantian was broken, and his Yuan Ying almost collapsed. Not to mention the low level.
The Hui Xiong, Hui Fox, Hui Rat, and Hui Snake of the same level are all scarred. If it weren't for our overall strength, I'm afraid we would have started to collapse by now.
The battle situation on the northern front was not optimistic either. The most forces were invested, but the results were unsatisfactory. After the Eight Saints and the Eighteenth Sons captured the remaining territory of Dingzhou, they entered the Beiwei Gate. Although they occupied more than 20 peaks, they were not affected by the Northern Front.
The mighty master Bai Zhanxiong and other great monks have been restrained, and they are now hesitant to move forward. Coupled with the continuous invasion of the remaining monks in Dingzhou, more than ten thousand disciples have been lost, and they are still dying at a rate of 300 people every day.
.Their morale has also dropped to the lowest point!"
After hearing what Abbot Kudeng said, Kuxing's face was extremely solemn, and his brows were furrowed into a black line: "Amitabha! Fellow junior brothers, what is the purpose of going south? Is it to promote the power of the Holy Buddha?! Such heavy losses have been caused
, are you really indifferent?"
In the attic, no one answered the call, and several big guys were trembling while reading the scriptures with different expressions.
Ku Hui shook his head and chuckled: "Ku Quan, Ku Chanzi, what do you think of the current situation?"
Kuquan and Kuchanzi looked at each other, and both replied in unison: "Master Kugui, we believe that the difficulty is temporary. As long as we survive this period, with the decline of the high-level monks in Yuling, the other party will definitely
We were defeated thousands of miles away. We fought for three years in Dingzhou before finally pacifying it. Yuling only lasted for one year, which means nothing!"
"Oh, do you still want to persist? Who will be sent to fight?" Ku Deng asked in a deep voice.
"Abbot Kudeng, some of the resident elders of our Privy Council have heard that you have recently formed an army of more than 10,000 people. Can't you put it into use?" An old monk with a snow-white beard and sword-shaped eyebrows in the lower right corner turned and asked.
road.
"Great Elder Kumei, this army is preparing to move towards the northwest desert. The defense there is weak. If we don't strengthen it, we may be caught off guard by the demon army!" Kudeng shook his head quickly.
"Demon Army? Didn't the Demon Army just retreat?"
"It is true that the demonic calamity has subsided, but its losses are only two-thirds, which does not mean that the demonic army has no power to launch another attack. The eight demonic tribes in the West have hundreds of millions of demonic cultivators, and there are hundreds of high-level demonic monks.
Wan. A mere loss did not damage its foundation at all. Ku Deng believes that these newly formed disciples in the Holy Buddha City must rush to the Demon Suppression Pass to increase the strength there. Only with great strength can they completely cut off the demons in the Western Regions.
Xiu Dongjin’s evil thoughts.”
"It's unnecessary! Even if the evil calamity comes again, you send out your proud disciple, what is his name... a monk with ten thousand names, one person can fight against ten thousand people, can't he still defeat the enemy, hehehe!" Withered eyebrows half-sneered.
sarcastically.
Ku Hui waved his hand and vetoed: "No, Ku Xing and I begged these disciples from more than 100 temples in the Holy Buddha City. We agreed to go to the northwest to fight against the demons. If we ask them to go south to fight, I'm afraid they won't be able to give us anything."
Other temple masters will explain. In fact, I have already arranged these disciples on the eighth line of defense, so you should not take any chances with them."
"So how do Master Kugui, Master Kuxing, and the two brothers think they can solve the current predicament?" Kuchanzi asked rhetorically.
Kuxing glanced at Kuchanzi coldly, nodded slightly and said: "Stop advancing southward and withdraw to Dingzhou!"
"Retreat?! No! My three guardians will never agree! I don't think Master Ku Tian can agree to this proposal!" Ku Chanzi stood up angrily, and then, with a crash, five or six big guys also stood up one by one.
.
Kuchanzi narrowed his old eyes into thin slits and sneered again and again: "Since Abbot Kudeng is so incompetent and can't send out any reinforcements, then it's up to us old guys to raise them. It's really not possible. We old guys
It’s okay to go into battle together! Humph!”
"This...this...this?" Abbot Kudeng swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, his old face turned gray.
"Ku Deng, let them go. However, I would also like to remind everyone that Xilingmen has been standing still. The latest secret report shows that a large number of high-level monks have been accumulated in Yutiao Mountain City. It is said that there are as many as thirty people above the Nascent Soul stage.
They are most likely the support troops sent by the Xiling Sect to Dongling. Once they take action, our situation will be even worse. The current Xiling Sect is the only super sect that has not participated in the war, and all parties are fighting for it. I hope
You should take care of yourself. At the same time, I also advise all junior brothers not to directly participate in the war. If you senior monks participate, it will be a top-level war, and no one can bear the consequences!"
Ku Hui gritted his teeth and said, slowly stood up, raised his head and sighed. (To be continued.)