Chapter 969 Treasure of Luck (7)

Huang Chao laughed, Zhu Xiaolian was still sleeping, but he still had a pained look on his face. This is quite interesting, the person in the illusion asked Zhu Xiaolian to give his true feelings. Now that he has suffered mental damage and it has been magnified, Huang Chao can only modify his memory if he wants to make up for it. With Huang Chao's current ability, using this kind of spell will also affect the opponent's understanding and aura.

Zhu Xiaolian was blessed with good luck and amazing savvy. He could have become a great leader of Confucianism, but now he was tricked by others. Huang Chao sneered, and got some breath from his mind. Then he stepped out of Zhu Xiaolian's room, his figure seemed to melt into the mist, and disappeared completely from outside his room.

On the mountain road in the suburbs of the capital, there is a dilapidated small temple among the rocks. There are only a dozen houses in the front and back, and half of them have collapsed. A desolate and empty atmosphere emanated, and Huang Chao's figure suddenly appeared outside the ruined temple, feeling that there was no one there.

The plaque of the temple was thrown in the wild grass beside it. It was so old that there were only fragments left. Huang Chao could only see the word "Temple", but he no longer knew what it was called. He circulated his mana, surrounded by a circle of spiritual light that can only be seen by the eyes of the sky, and walked into the temple gate.

The dusty floor in the ruined temple was covered with cobwebs. Huang Chao's footsteps were light, and he stepped on a layer of floating ash, which did not stir up any dust. The Buddha statue stood high on the stage, showing a peaceful smile to Huang Chao. The surrounding walls were covered with mottled cracks, and the walls were already filthy from the previous plastering.

This is a temple that no one has visited for a long time, but Zhu Xiaolian and the two went out of the city, and they "just happened" to come here. Not only was there an old monk, but there were also murals on the wall that talked about Buddha and beauties.

"Good guy, you turned the entire temple into a fantasy from the very beginning. The fantasy that Zhu Xiaolian fell into is already..." Huang Chao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt some kind of disharmony. Realized that it was me who was tricked!

"Good spell!" Huang Chao yelled lightly, shaking his palm at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and completed the whole process of taking out the talisman, casting the spell and inspiring the guidance in an instant! Traditional Taoists cast spells slowly, just a layer more proficient than ordinary people, but Huang Chao made various movements with the flexibility of a great martial arts master, which is completely unresponsive to ordinary people.

Huang Chao's body is full of spirituality, and countless gods of personal will evolution push his body speed to the limit of his current life form. 999 points of agility, this is no longer supported by physical materials, but the complete manifestation of Huang Chao's speed recognized by the laws of heaven and earth. All actions are realized in a certain conversion situation. Huang Chao casts spells and speaks at a hundred times the speed of ordinary people. A spell can also be completed within 0.1 seconds.

Even if the other party could feel that Huang Chao was aware of something wrong, it was absolutely unimaginable that Huang Chao could explode a powerful attack in an instant.

"First pick up my twelve Thunderbolt Techniques of the Purple Sky God! Then twenty-four Thunderbolt Techniques of the God of Poor Falseness and Righteousness!" Huang Chao shook his hands, and he had already thrown out thirty-six Thunderbolt Techniques of the Goddess of Thunder, It corresponds to the number of Tiangang. He already knows a little bit about spells, and he has perfected these basic spells when he was in Laoshan. With his intelligence, he can support a large number of spells to be released at the same time.

With super fast speed and a large amount of superposition, the sky over the temple suddenly turned into a sea of ​​thunder! Amidst the rumbling thunder, thunderbolts full of yang and fierce aura formed a continuous formation, covering the "dilapidated and uninhabited" temple. As soon as the thunder fell, a golden light appeared in the sky above the temple, with a kind of radiance of compassion and universal salvation.

Needless to say, this must be a method of Buddhism. The sound of the explosion was earth-shattering, and the mellow Buddha's light was wiped out in the thunder of saturated bombing. The power of the remaining thunder light remained undiminished, and it slammed into the temple fiercely.

Just look at a thunder light, a noble and mysterious purple light flickers in the silvery white and dazzling electric snake, it is the Zixiao Divine Thunder launched by Huang Chao, it splits in the void, it obviously does not fall on the object, but it splashes away , exploded into countless electric sparks. Amidst the bang, black smoke and debris appeared from the thunder strike, and a roof appeared from the thunder strike.

In an instant, the space is like removing a layer of canvas. From the roof protruding from the thunder light, it expands in all directions, and continuous wing rooms, halls, and corridors appear with the thunder light raging,

At the same time, the flames and debris from above erupted.

As soon as Huang Chao's thunder fell, the temple was like a canvas with a layer of space removed, and the real temple was exposed underneath: even though the temple did not have resplendent architectural decorations, it could still be seen that it was once clean and tidy. But now, the temple is full of smoke, and the flames caused by thunder are spreading everywhere. Huang Chao can hear the sound of crackling and burning on the roof.

"It's such a good illusion! Even Pindao almost fooled me!" Huang Chao laughed and said loudly, "Pindao Honglu Temple enshrines Mingyang and assists in all matters of strange powers and gods. The practice of this monastery is to use illusions to murder the current court. As a result, his mind was damaged, he was unable to work, and he flouted the laws of the country! He will be severely punished for murdering mortals by sorcery. This temple will be closed and confiscated immediately, and all the personnel will be taken away and sent to Dali Temple!"

While he was talking, he stepped on his feet and kept hitting the talismans to bombard the enemies in front of him. As soon as he started speaking, an old monk shrouded in light rushed forward. He roared, his body swelled, his eyes glared like a king's anger, he tore off the Buddhist beads, turned into one hundred and eight heavy projectiles and smashed them at Huang Chao.

There is a bad wind in the ear, the beads seem to be only the size of a table tennis ball, but their quality exceeds that of gold and iron, as long as one hits a mortal, it will break the bones and smash the head. Huang Chao took the time to draw talismans in the air with his hands, the talismans of thunder and fire, and let the air explode in groups, blasting the projectiles away from his body.

After Huang Chao finished speaking, the old monk's first wave of offensive had been broken by Huang Chao. He yelled angrily: "The lackey of the imperial court! It's shameless, and the poor monk is trying to transform into a predestined person. What's the point? What has it to do with you? You bully the temple with your power. , Don’t blame me for not being sympathetic!”

He condemned Huang Chao with his mouth, but he was not prepared to listen to Huang Chao's explanation, and the offensive in his hand became more and more fierce. He waved his hand and shouted: "Amitabha!" The beads scattered by Huang Chao flew back again at such a high speed that the air produced piercing screams, and they all fell in front of Huang Chao in the blink of an eye.

The Buddha beads exploded, and the place where Huang Chao was was shrouded in dense Buddha light. The golden Buddha light flashed away, and immediately turned into a big ball of flames. The old monk knew that Huang Chao had a lot of tricks, so he didn't check whether Huang Chao was killed. He immediately threw the Zen stick in his hand, without even stopping in the middle.

Huang Chao's body was surrounded by a circle of cool water light, and the flames outside were fierce, melting gold and iron, but he was not affected at all by the water light. In the next moment, his five internal organs were continuously running, and the five elements were interdependent. Using the kidneys to stimulate the magic power of the water, he did it with his fingers, and the water around his body exploded silently.