Chapter 714 Buddha's Handprint

This is an earth-shattering confrontation, beyond the cognition of ordinary people, a random move of supernatural power has the power to shatter the world. [For more exciting novels, please visit]

Above the sky, a raging magic fire was burning, showing a dark purple color. The tomb forest of heaven and man is a piece of ancient blood and soil, showing a dark red color.

The colors of the sky and the earth are abnormal, making people suspect that they are in the underworld.

Ye Guiren and the old man guarding the tomb are both antique-level existences. Every time they make a move, they will exude a torrent of power, making Baozhu Jizang, Ning Xiaochuan and others feel unable to breathe.

Ye Guiren pointed his finger inside, and the coffins buried in the blood and soil broke through the ground and flew out one after another.

There are three hundred and sixty coffins, containing the bones of three hundred and sixty gods and humans.

Guided by Ye Guiren's power, three hundred and sixty celestial corpses flew out of the coffin, just like heavenly soldiers and generals. Three hundred and sixty beams of light spit out from their mouths and poured them into Ye Guiren's body.

He is borrowing the power of the dead to break the formation formed by the ancestors of the Jin clan around the holy mountain.

Only by breaking through the formation can there be a chance to kill the old man who guards the tomb.

"Wow—"

The old man who guarded the tomb stretched his arms, and from the huge ancestral tomb behind him, a piece of golden brilliance flew out, condensing between his palms, forming a ball of light.

He is relying on the power of the Jin family's ancestral graves to gather the will of the Jin family's ancestors.

The power of the ancestors of the Jin family fused with him, making his body golden, as if it was forged from gold.

The golden ball of light between his palms was shot out by him.

The golden ball of light became bigger and bigger, and finally, the diameter of the ball of light reached 500 meters, spinning continuously, just like a golden planet flying through the sky.

Ning Xiaochuan and others stood at the bottom of the holy mountain and looked up. They felt that a planet from Yuwai had fallen, blocking most of the sky in their field of vision.

That feeling was extremely shocking. Human supernatural powers can be so powerful?

"Boom!"

The bones of heaven and man fell from the sky,

It was almost like rain.

Even Yegui people suffered heavy losses, and they couldn't stop the will of the ancestors of the Jin clan.

The black robe on his body was shattered, revealing a hideous and terrifying body!

It didn't look like a human body at all, it looked like a rotting corpse, the whole body was rotten, and there were even corpse worms wriggling in his flesh.

An extremely terrifying face, with blood-red corpse hair growing on the head, blue-faced fangs, and rotten eyeballs, sunken into the eye sockets.

"Is this really a living person?"

Seeing Ye Guiren's real body, even Ning Xiaochuan gasped.

Jin Ling and Yun Ji's faces turned pale with fright.

While Ye Guiren was fighting with the old man guarding the tomb, a barefoot monk came to the edge of the cemetery, stared at the burning clouds above the cemetery, and said, "Amitabha! Sin! Sin!"

After saying this, the great monk walked straight into the cemetery of heaven and humans.

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The old man who guarded the tomb hammered Emperor Shaking out, intending to completely suppress and kill Ye Guiren.

"Yeguiren, you should return to the dust and be buried on the ground long ago. Today, I will come to see you off." The old grave guard said flatly.

The Emperor Shaking Hammer became as huge as a mountain. When it fell from the clouds, it dented the ground before it hit the ground.

The Emperor Shaking Hammer is a middle-grade supreme weapon, and it is not at the same level as a low-grade supreme weapon. It is too powerful.

Ye Guiren forcibly blocked the blow of the Shaking Emperor Hammer, his body was cracked with cracks, as if he was about to be beaten to pieces. However, a black demonic energy gushed out of his body and turned into tiny iron chains, allowing the body that was about to be broken to re-condense.

"Damn it! In the cemetery of heaven and man, you can rely on the will of the ancestors of the Jin family, so you can beat me. If you go outside, you may not be my opponent." Ye Guiren said coldly.

The old man guarding the tomb said: "Didn't you also rely on the corpse energy of many celestial beings to obtain such powerful power?"

"Hmph! Don't be complacent. I will go to the Jin clan now and kill all the old and young of the Jin clan. Haha!" Ye Guiren let out a wild laugh, and then turned into a cloud of demons, flying in the direction of Tianshu Imperial City go.

"You..." The old man who guarded the tomb was startled slightly, and was about to chase Ye Guiren.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a huge golden "color" Buddha's handprint flew from the sky, as high as hundreds of feet, countless Buddhist scripts danced on the handprint, making sacred Buddha's voice, and scattered the cloud of magic that wanted to fly out of the cemetery of heaven and man.

Ye Gui vomited blood, fell from the sky, and fell hard to the ground.

He immediately stood up, stepped on the ground with his legs, clenched his teeth, and propped up his palms to support the golden Buddha's handprint.

However, he only held on for a moment before being crushed down by the golden Buddha's handprint.

The golden Buddha's handprint turned into wisps of golden smoke and dust, slowly dissipating.

On the ground, only a five-finger pit was left.

"Amitabha! Sinister! Since I've arrived, I won't allow you to continue slaughtering other human monks." A monk with fluttering sleeves walked out of the night and stood on the edge of the five-finger crater. World.

He has a pair of compassionate eyes, folded his hands together, and a circle of golden Buddha's light swirls behind his head, and he is reciting the "Sutra of Rebirth".

He was actually saving the dead souls of people who returned at night.

Jin Ling was shocked and said: "What a powerful Buddhist monk, he actually killed Ye Guiren with a single palm, Bei. There is such a strong man in Xinjiang?"

"It's really powerful, it's paralyzing. This monk is really pretending all the time. He's obviously very cultivated, but he wants to play a rogue and cheat money everywhere!" Ning Xiaochuan cursed fiercely.

Ye Guiren's body was lying in the middle of the Five Fingers Pit. The demonic energy on his body was purified by the monk's scriptures, and he had completely cut off his vitality.

However, Ye Guiren's heart is still burning with a ball of magic fire, which will never go out, like a ghost lamp in the darkness!

"Shua!"

Ning Xiaochuan turned into a stream of colorful light and flew towards Ye Guiren's body, trying to collect the "Devil Fire of Nirvana" in Ye Guiren's body.

However, when Ning Xiaochuan reached Ye Guiren's body and grabbed his hand, suddenly, his vision blurred.

A person's shadow flashed by!

"The flame of nirvana! It is the most evil flame in the world. It must be taken away, so as not to be refined by other monks, and another big devil will be created!" The great monk held a ball of dark purple flames in his hands. The magic flame of "color" let out a sigh.

Ning Xiaochuan had already grasped his hand, but he had to withdraw it. He stared at the big monk coldly, and said, "Monk Tangan, what the hell are you going to do?"

"Eh!"

Monk Tangan stared at Ning Xiaochuan in surprise, "showing" smiling eyes, and said: "Amitabha! What a coincidence! Little benefactor Ning, you are here, the fate between us is really not shallow."

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Who are you?"

"Amitabha! The poor monk is a devout and honest man who practiced Buddhism!" Monk Tangan folded his hands together and bowed to Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan was a little speechless, and said: "Monk, since you don't want to say it, I won't force you. But, you said it just now, the fate between us is very deep, and now I want to discuss something with you!"

Monk Tangan squinted his eyes and said, "Do you want the Nirvana Demon Fire in the hands of the poor monk?"

"That's right!"

The monk Tangan shook his head, and said solemnly: "This is an ominous fire. Anyone who refines this kind of fire will escape into the devil's way, and eventually be doomed! The poor monk must never hand it over to you, and let you go home at night. in his footsteps."

"Is there really no discussion?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

The monk Tangan said: "There is absolutely no discussion on this matter. The poor monk will completely purify the 'Devil Fire of Silence' and let it disappear in the world, lest more innocent people die because of him. Amitabha! Good! Good!"

"One thousand earth grade profound stones!" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Monk Tangan's eyebrows twitched, he hesitated for a moment, and said: "Ten thousand earth-grade profound stones! One less piece, it won't work."

"Ten thousand pieces of earth grade profound stones...the price is too high, I don't have that many profound stones on me!" Ning Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, wanting to strangle Monk Tangan to death.

This monk slaughtered too hard!

"Amitabha! The Nirvana Demon Fire is a flame that affects the monk's mind. It should not exist in the world. I must purify it for the sake of all living beings in the world..." Tan Gan said with a serious face.

"10,000 ground-grade profound stones, I'll pay for him!" Jin Ling walked over and bowed respectfully to Monk Tangan.

She took out a Qiankun cloth bag and handed it to monk Tangan.

Monk Tangan took the Qiankun cloth bag and checked the number of profound stones inside. Afterwards, he stuffed the Qiankun cloth bag into his bosom, curled the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled knowingly, "Amitabha! Everything in this world has a predestined relationship. The fate between Ning Benefactor and Nirvana Demon Fire is too deep to be separated, old monk We can only follow God's will and hand over the Nirvana Demon Fire to Benefactor Ning."

"Wait a minute!" Ning Xiaochuan said: "Monk, return the Xuanshi to her. Even if she wants to buy it, I will use my own Xuanshi to buy it."

Monk Tangan showed bitterness, and said: "Don't do this! The poor monk has already accepted it, so how can there be any reason to take it out again? Besides, you can't take out 10,000 earth-grade profound stones now. !"

"If I can't get 10,000 earth-grade profound stones, it means that my fate with Nirvana Demon Fire is not enough. Today, I don't want it!" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Ning Xiaochuan doesn't want to owe others, especially women.

Jin Ling was so angry that he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet fiercely with a pair of fists, feeling that Ning Xiaochuan was too ignorant of current affairs.

Monk Tangan reluctantly returned the Xuanshi to Jinling, and sighed: "Forget it! The poor monk is not a person who is greedy for money. They are all external things, and they are all dung. Ning Xiaochuan, if you agree to help The poor monk has one thing to do, and the poor monk can also give you the Nirvana Demon Fire."

"What's the matter?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.

Tangan monk said: "Clean up the door for the poor monk and punish the evildoers."

"Why don't you go yourself?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.

Tangan monk said: "Amitabha, the poor monk never kills."

"Who are you lying to? Wouldn't Ye Guiren be slapped to death by your palm?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.

Monk Tangan said with a bitter face, "It's wrong! Ye Guiren died more than a thousand years ago, and the poor monk is just helping his body and letting his soul sleep peacefully!"

Ning Xiaochuan let out a breath and said, "That's fine! To obtain the Nirvana Demon Fire by your own strength, you have to feel at ease. Monk, who is the villain you want me to kill?"

"Ksitigarbha!" Monk Tangan said calmly.

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