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Chapter 743: A claw of enlightenment(1/2)

The anger came from his heart. Luo Hong just wanted to vent her anger and didn't give the other party any time to prepare. She activated the Rakshasa ghost hand and condensed a black giant palm dozens of feet long, and slapped straight towards the central hall!

The spiritual energy above the head was so terrifying that the monks in the temple didn't know that the disaster was inevitable. They immediately fled to the nearest large eye without hesitation and worked together to activate the protective formation.

A layer of golden light shield was seen condensed rapidly, buckled the entire temple in it, and countless Buddhist runes appeared on it.

The next moment, as six thick golden light columns soared into the sky from all over the temple and sank into the golden light shield, it suddenly condensed several times, as if it was cast from real Vajra.

The Six-Gate Vajra Formation evolved from the Vajra Immortal Stalking Array, one of the ten ancient formations. With the presidency of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, even if it encounters a late-stage major cultivator, it will take some effort to break it.

At this time, there were more than one Buddhist practitioner in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage in the temple.

"Junior brother, this person is coming in a fierce manner, and he takes ruthless action when he appears. It seems that he has an old grudge with this sect, so it is impossible to reconcile!

You can quickly use the teleportation array to take away the things in the secret library, and delay time for you for brother!”

An ugly Buddhist practitioner with solid muscles and a monk looked like an ugly monk, frantically inputting the magic power inside his body into the formation under his body, while shouting at the monk Baijing beside him.

"Senior brother, don't worry, let me help you block this person's first attack and suffocate his spirit!"

When the monk Baijing heard this, he did not move, but instead instilled magic power even more crazily.

After two sentences, the huge Rakshasa ghost hand pressed to the top of the light shield.

Although the Rakshasa ghost hand is dozens of feet tall, compared to the six-gate Vajra formation that covers the entire temple, it is like a tree-shaking worm.

However, when the two touched each other, the golden light shield suddenly sank, the entire temple trembled violently, the house collapsed, and screams burst into tears for a moment.

But strangely, no matter how huge shocks on the ground or the surging air waves generated after the collision in the air, they have not spread far.

It turned out that Luo Hong had somehow held the Black Wind Flag in his left hand and controlled a thin wind to surround the battlefield.

Although it is just a little driven, the space magic power of the Black Wind Flag is enough to block the aftermath of the battle, so there is no need to worry about hurting the mortals in the city.

With one palm, countless low-level Buddhist practitioners in the temple were shocked by spiritual energy and died suddenly.

Even those high-level Buddhist practitioners who have a pill cultivation level above can't help but groan and bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

In the central hall, the ugly monk and the white-faced monk were even more ashamed. They knew the power of Luo Hong's palm just now than anyone else.

It's really just barely holding on, without any extra money!

The ugly monk immediately gave up his previous thoughts, otherwise the formation would be broken immediately once the white-faced monk left.

At that time, those who stay will definitely be dead, and those who leave first will definitely not be able to leave!

For the current plan, the only way is to continue to resist and hold on until reinforcements arrive.

At the critical moment, the White-Faced Monk was also extremely awake. He did not hesitate at all. He immediately sent a voice to guard the Relic Tower and ordered:

"The guard disciples obey orders and open the relic tower immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a seven-story pagoda in the temple emitted a brilliant colorful Buddha light. I don’t know how it connects, but soon such a layer of Buddha light appeared on the golden light shield.

In the sky, looking at the changes in the formation below, Luo Hong snorted coldly:

"Is this the power of voluntary power? But this turtle shell is really hard!"

Although Luo Hong took action with anger, she drove the Black Wind Flag to remove a lot of his magic power, so this palm was not his full strength.

However, being able to block his ordinary palm with 70% power is enough to prove the power of the formation under him.

"I think you can last until!"

Unlike Luo Hong who relies on his own power, the combined force of Buddhist practice in the temple can still be integrated at first, but with just a few palms, they will be photographed as loose sand!

After saying that, Luo Hong was about to raise her right palm and give these bald donkeys a cruel one.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his right palm pause and glanced at the Rakshasa ghost hand was entangled with more than ten Buddha light chains.

These chains were born from the golden light shield, and were obviously some kind of forbidden magical power produced by the formation combined with the power of wishes.

Luo Hong tried to dissipate the giant palm below and condensed it again, but found that under the wonderful forbidden magical power, he could not do this.

As soon as his face darkened, Luo Hong immediately held the Black Wind Flag tightly and was about to activate the space magic power of this treasure to break the ban.

But the next moment, a mysterious feeling suddenly rose from his heart!

For no reason, his thoughts were peeled off from the battle, and the scene of You Tian Kunpeng exploring his claws appeared in front of him.

When You Tian Kunpeng's giant claws penetrated into the human world, countless chains of laws were wrapped around, which was extremely similar to the current situation.

Luo Hong's sudden dullness immediately attracted Ying Ming's gaze.

After she tilted her head and looked for a while, she suddenly showed a look of surprise and muttered to herself:

"I realized in the battle, this guy is really similar to the master!"

Luo Hong's abnormal state did not last long. After only three breaths, his eyes returned to clearness, and then his right palm suddenly became claws, lifted some hard and pressed down with a bang!

During this period, although the monks in the temple did not know what happened to Luo Hong, they were not idle at all and frantically threw their magic power, spirit stones and volunteer power into the formation.

In just three breaths, they not only repaired the damage caused by the formation in the first palm, but also made it more firmer than the initial one.

I thought that after the black giant palm was restricted by the Glazed Method, the unfamiliar later major revision would definitely use other means to try to break the formation, but the facts obviously did not develop as expected by the two of them.

The black giant palm was suddenly raised, as if it was about to use brute force to tear off the chain transformed by the glass magic ban. However, although the Buddha light chain was pulled "rattled", it still entangled the black giant palm.

The next moment, the black giant palm suddenly turned into a claw, and then pressed down again.

Although this change is extremely simple, all Buddhist practitioners who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel a wild aura inexplicably.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then, as if they were hit by an illusion, the black giant claw in their eyes turned into the giant claw of an unknown demon bird.

However, before they could figure out what this meant, a shocking noise exploded above their heads.

Immediately afterwards, all the Buddhist cultivators in the eyes of the formation, no matter what their cultivation level was, they were blown away by a huge countershock force, and they were not aware of life and death.

It turned out that at this time, half of the golden light shield transformed from the Six Gate Vajra Array was shattered by one blow!

The rest of the parts are also covered with cracks and are rapidly disintegrating.

The temple under the light cover was impacted by the residual energy and collapsed suddenly. There was no standing building except the central hall.

Although the golden light shield was shattered with one blow, Luo Hong did not rush to fly down to kill the Nascent Soul Buddhist practitioners at this moment, but instead floated in the sky and closed her eyes to realize what she had just gained.

Ying Ming took the initiative to isolate a world, leaving Luo Hong's ears without any noisy wind, only the white electric current that was "crackling" on his body.

In the central hall, the white-faced monk was kneeling beside the ugly monk, and his red eyes were red to input his magic power into the other party's body.

"Senior brother! Senior brother, hold on!"

"Junior brother, don't waste your energy! The shattered backlash of the formation has already impacted my brother's Nascent Soul, and even if the God-Transforming Master is still in power, he will be unable to turn the world back.

Only when you are immediately relieved can you be reincarnated. Junior brother, please run away quickly!”

As the host of the formation, the ugly monk suffered the most backlash.

However, if it is normal, it will not make him a Buddhist practitioner in the middle stage of Nascent Soul and cannot even save Nascent Soul.

He would have this fate. First, Luo Hong's offensive was too fast and too fierce, and there was no room for him to relieve the backlash. Second, he took the initiative to bear the backlash of the White-Faced Monk.

"Haha, junior brother, let me go to the Pure Land first, and I will reunite with you in the Mingfei Palace with you in the future!"

Seeing that the monk Baima still refused to leave, the ugly monk laughed like a flash of light, using his magic power to shake the other party, and the Nascent Soul immediately formed a magic seal to send troops to solve the problem.

"Senior Brother!"

The white-faced monk clenched his fists and shouted, but knew that things were irreversible, so he looked up and looked at Luo Hong in the sky, as if he wanted to reflect his figure into his mind forever.

"Bastard! I will kill you tomorrow!"

After gritting his teeth and making a harsh statement, the white-faced monk took out a talisman from his arms, and the light of inspiration disappeared from the spot.

When it appeared again, it was already in the teleportation hall located underground.

Ignoring the dust falling from time to time on his head, the White-Faced Monk quickly fled into the hall and flew towards the nearest teleportation array.

However, as soon as he entered the transmission hall, he saw several surviving elixir guardians quarreling with the foundation-building disciples in charge of this place.

"What are you doing? Why don't you start the teleportation array to evacuate? The enemy has not come down at this moment. I'm afraid that the secret technique was used when breaking through the protective array and is still adjusting my breathing.

He is a late-stage overhaul, and there is not much time left for us!"

The white-faced monk landed in front of everyone, shouting with a vein swelling.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master, it's not that I didn't know the situation was critical, but that this disciple actually said that the teleportation array could not be opened. In a hurry, my behavior was a little excited!"

A Buddhist practitioner in the late stage of Killing Pill said anxiously.

In fact, the White-Faced Monk knew that the disciples who could survive here must have been cheating in the battle just now, otherwise even if they were not dead at this time, they would be seriously injured by the backlash.

In other words, if these people had just responded with all their strength and shared some of the backlash, his senior brother might not have died!

Although I felt secretly resentful, the White-Faced Monk knew that this was not the time to pursue the matter, so he hurriedly asked:

"Why can't teleport?"

"Space ban! We are shrouded in the space ban!"

The foundation-building disciple in charge of the teleportation hall looked as if he was earthy.

"Since that's the case, how can we not activate the counter formation?"
To be continued...
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