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Chapter 681: Draw your sword to help


On the horizon, a black line struck quickly, extremely fast.

When I got closer, I could see that it was a large group of people, all dressed in monk's clothes, and the color was mostly red, including two white flowers.

The Golden Wheel Venerable King, who was fighting with the woman in white after the group approached quickly, smiled heartily, and the rest of the monks also had smiles on their faces, this scene was obviously a reinforcement arrived.

"The other three sects of Tantra have all arrived, what kind of anger did this female Bodhisattva commit, and the three sects of White, Flower, and Red collectively hunted down and killed her," Cao Shanjun frowned and muttered.

Wang Xuanzhen's face was about to collapse, and he said very helplessly: "Get in the car, let's go?"

The water in this place is too mixed, and we may cause big trouble if we intervene in it" The status of the monks in Tibet is extremely high, just like the prestige of the monks in Thailand among the people, all Tibetans believe in Tantra, and there are believers everywhere under the four major traditions of Tantra When you offend the other three tantric sects, can you say that the next days will be better?

At this time, Xiang Que had already pinched the broken sword in his hand and carried it behind his back, in fact, he didn't need to ask to know, in the end, Cao Shanjun would definitely have to let him help, Xiang Que had never had a good fight since he stepped into Tongyin, in fact, he was quite like trying to get to where his foundation had been!

Gujingguan inheritance, Tongyin was child's play before it can only be regarded as the first stage of entry, Gujingguan's spells can only be fully exerted after Tongyin, just looking at Qi Changqing to know, he cut off one of the arms of the old man of the Kunlun faction with one sword without much effort The power is because the people of Gujingguan will only show the state of crushing the same opponent after reaching Tongyin.

Xiang Que is eager to fight, and after the first battle, he can be regarded as having a preliminary understanding of himself, and he just ate an appetizer when he spelled Zhang Qingfang that time, after all, he can't make too much of a fuss in the capital.

"Stepping, stepping ······" The brigade arrived and surrounded the woman in white, but there was no panic on the other party's face, but he just held the rosary and held the little mink and retreated to the side, and there were dozens of lamas waiting for her opposite her, and three of them walked to the side of the Golden Wheel Dharma King to confront her Hope.

"Dangan Dolma ······" This time, His Holiness did not use Tibetan, but spoke in slightly obscure Chinese: "The three major sects of Tantra are encircled and suppressed, I see where you can flee this time."

Dangan Zhuoma smiled faintly, holding the long hair on his shoulders without saying a word, just casually looking at the lamas on the other side with his eyes, and the disdain in his expression was overflowing.

King Jinlun snorted and said, "I'm the one who does things the most well, one is one, two is four, and three is definitely not five, you can understand, right?"

Then let me tell you, as long as you explain where the living Buddha of your Yellow Sect was born in this life, we will let you go······· For more than 20 years, You Yellow Sect Living Buddha has not been born yet, you have been shouldering the mission of finding the Living Buddha, so if you don't find us, we will naturally not interfere, but recently we got the news that your Living Buddha seems to have been born?

” The corners of Cao Shankun's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "The Living Buddha of the Yellow Sect was born."

Xiang Que asked: "Isn't this living Buddha always there, why are these lamas nervous?"

"You don't understand, the Dalai Lama, the Panchen, and the past Outer Mongolia Jebzundamba and Inner Mongolia Zhangjiahu Tuketu This is a first-class living Buddha, and then it is a second-class, third-class, you have to say that there are indeed many living Buddhas, but there are two living Buddhas in Tibetan Buddhism The most respected are the Dalai Lama and the Panchen Lama, and the reincarnation of the living Buddha in each life is equivalent to the supreme leader of the Tantric religions, although there is no political significance now, However, the status of Tibetans in Tantra is the most respected, equivalent to the emperor, and the most important point is that the reincarnated living Buddha body Tantra does not pass on the technique, if it can be passed on, then the strength of this sect will rise a lot, but I have heard the master say before that the Yellow Sect has not been reincarnated as a living Buddha, but I didn't expect it to come out now."

"Dog eats dog," Wang Xuanzhen said.

"You say this loudly, you see if you can get out of this land," Cao Shanjun said with a slanted glance at him.

"Dangan Zhuoma, tell us where the Dalai Lama of the Yellow Sect is in this life, and we will let you go, otherwise even if you have a bodhisattva body, you will not be able to resist so many people from our three sects."

"Dangan, you will not be able to die well today" "Don't talk nonsense, take her back to Baiyu Temple and ask again, hurry up, lest the Yellow Sect get the news and come to rescue her halfway" "The lamas of the three religions listened to the order········ Bringing people" Hula, the large group of lamas were all surrounded, and the woman in white never said a word from beginning to end, even if she saw so many lamas besieging her, her face was still calm.

The woman in white turned the Buddha bead in her hand and whispered softly in her mouth, and suddenly behind her, a round of light suddenly rose from her shoulders, and an image that could not be seen clearly was reflected above her head.

"His Holiness Statue ·······" One of the lamas exclaimed.

Xiang Que turned his head in astonishment and asked, "How is it the same as the statue of the immovable Ming King in your Hanging Temple?"

"Brother Missing, help her" Cao Shanjun said loudly: "The statue of the King of Fudo Ming and the statue of the Great Venerable are in the same vein, understand?"

"You're a family?"

Xiang Que carried a half-truncated sword, stomped his right foot, and the person rushed away like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"Huh" raised the long sword in his hand to Xiang Que and slashed directly from the lama's periphery.

"Who cares about my tantric affairs?"

Xiang Que squinted, he didn't even bother to take care of the other party, the broken sword was like cutting tofu, and after inserting it into the Lamaist crowd, it cut a hole, and after the boundless evil qi of the white sword poured out from the tip of the sword, it instantly shocked the rich Buddha power in the crowd.

"Pro, soldier, fight, one, all, array, column, front, line" Xiang Que's left hand was raised high, and the nine-character mantra sword technique came out, and in an instant, countless sword qi swept away from his body like raindrops.

"Poof, poof, poof·······" There were a few muffled sounds on his face, and several lamas were all swept away by the sword qi.

"Hmph" Xiang Que then pulled out the whip, held it in his left hand and shouted: "Kill!"

” Whipping the gods can not only hit the ghosts and gods, but also hurt the three souls and seven spirits of people, and if the soul is seriously injured after a whip, it is more serious than the physical injury.

"Huh" Xiang Que picked up the whip and struck it heavily on the person closest to him, and when the whip hit the other party, a soul suddenly rose above the person's head.