Chapter 418: Receiving Toutuo

Eight hundred miles away from Yazhou, on a small mountain peak to the northwest, on a dead old tree trunk leaning halfway up the mountain, the void about ten feet in radius squirmed. Lu Qian gasped, and sprang out from the squirming ripples of space, kicking He stepped on a dead tree trunk as thick as an arm below.

‘Bang’!

Lu Qian was just ready to fight, and his whole body's strength was accumulated to the extreme.

As soon as his toes touched the tree trunk, the thin tree trunk was completely annihilated, not even a trace of smoke was left.

It felt suddenly empty under his feet, and Lu Qian could already clearly see the skinny, bald old monk sitting cross-legged on a dead tree trunk, leaning against the mountain wall. He snorted softly, as clouds of smoke swirled under his feet, and a lotus flower slowly bloomed, supporting his body.

Before he could say hello to the old monk, Lu Qian looked back.

A spear of lightning fell to the ground, a mushroom cloud of thunder slowly rose, and there was a loud sound. There was no other sound between heaven and earth. No sound could be heard anymore. Only the extremely bright thunder and lightning could be seen densely intertwined. It turned into a cloud and slowly rose up into the sky.

Twelve rings slowly rotated in the air.

Countless complex and mysterious runes emerged on the rings. The void within hundreds of thousands of miles was locked by these runes. Motivated by these runes, the twelve rings were like bottomless black holes, wildly devouring the void. All inspiration, all energy.

Other monks, don't even think about using it at all.

Overbearing, ferocious, and full of ferocious aura that destroys everything, this is the Wanshengde that the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty forged with the power of the entire country.

On the ground, the entire Yazhou City was swept in by the thunderous mushroom cloud, and even the tens of thousands of local garrisons arrayed around the city were completely covered by lightning.

Tens of millions of troops stationed...

There are millions of people in Yazhou City.

The lightning slowly spread out in all directions, and a large pit with a diameter of three hundred miles and an unknown depth appeared on the ground. There is boiling magma in the pit, rolling and rolling, and the magma is constantly rushing up to a height of more than ten miles.

Yazhou City was completely destroyed.

All the soldiers who besieged Yazhou City were destroyed.

As for Wan Sheng Chen's target, Lu Qian, the old monk used unpredictable means and infinite power to force him to move to his side under the lock of Wan Sheng Chen, avoiding Wan Sheng Chen's attack. Blow to the head.

Lu Qian secretly estimated the lethality of Wan Sheng Mie.

I don't know if it has used all its power, but judging from the sign that the thunder spear was slightly stagnant in the air for a moment and slowed down its attack speed, this big killer weapon has not used all its power.

Even so, a deep pit with a diameter of three hundred miles was still blasted into the ground.

Given the stability of the structure of the heaven and earth in this world of Yuan Lingtian, the destructive power of such a large crater is simply incalculable.

frenzied!

Using such a large-scale murder weapon on their own land, did Xuan Taiyi and the others have water in their heads?

Before Lu Qian could figure out the mystery behind this, a sneer broke through the loud noise made by Wan Sheng Mie and passed clearly to his ears: "Since your whereabouts have been exposed, let me keep it! Xuan Yanxian The DPRK is not a place for you to do whatever you want."

‘Hula la la’~~~

A terrifying loud noise passed by his ears, and the earth was shattered by the destruction of all living beings. The raging wind and heat wave were like a real wall of copper and iron, bombarding him head-on.

Wherever the strong wind and heat wave passed by, the mountain peaks were shattered into pieces. Directly in front of Lu Qian, the thunderous mushroom cloud was still rising, and the incandescent light and heat were slowly spreading to the surroundings, one peak after another, and one deep valley after another. , the rivers, streams, etc. in the mountains were all completely annihilated in the incandescent light and heat.

Wan Sheng Mie's direct attack blasted a large crater with a diameter of three hundred miles on the ground.

The shock wave derived from Wan Sheng Mie's direct attack raged in all directions, spreading thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye, and was still spreading to all directions.

Lu Qian's clothes exploded into pieces and burned into smoke.

He put his hands together in front of his chest, and the wind around him suddenly surged. Black wind pillars rose into the sky. The black wind pillars several feet in diameter were like a thin tree standing in front of the tsunami in the light and heat that hit him. Needle, so pitiful, weak and inconspicuous.

But this thin black wind column broke through the hurricane and high temperature that came towards him, and firmly protected Lu Qian.

Then, a tall and burly figure suddenly appeared in this monstrous hurricane of light and heat.

The genes of the royal family of the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty are indeed strong. This is the ancestor of the emperor of the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty 27,000 years ago, but his appearance is actually 80% similar to Xuan Taiyi.

Wearing the Xuan Yan Immortal Dynasty's iconic black robe with swallow patterns, this person tore through the endless light and heat and suddenly rushed in front of Lu Qian. He lightly tapped his right index finger and hit the old monk sitting on the tree trunk with one finger. .

The old monk raised his head, and his originally black and white eyes suddenly turned into pitch black.

All things...return to silence!

The black light enveloped everything and spread rapidly around. The white light and heat annihilated and disappeared, as if they had never existed. The burly man pointed out a finger that brought up wisps of cloud smoke and collided with the black light. He and his finger became the only existence in the black light.

The black light swallows everything, assimilates everything, and everything returns to it, giving it a feeling of elimination and annihilation.

This light was like a living thing, avoiding Lu Qian's body.

The burly man relied on his tyrannical strength to forcibly "fix" his 'existence mark' in the black light that annihilated everything, avoiding the erosion and destruction of the black light.

‘Om’!

The skinny old monk spit out a very vague mantra from his throat.

The black light shook violently.

On the burly man's index finger, wisps of cloud smoke suddenly disintegrated, and the black light washed directly on his finger. Suddenly, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the flesh and blood on the finger was peeled off layer by layer, revealing the blue and black transparent bones underneath. .

"Give it to me...break it!"

The burly man roared loudly, and from his robe sleeves, a sharp swallow's cry rose into the sky. A sword with a strange shape, a triangular cone-shaped sword, with a pair of huge metal wings stretched out on both sides, constantly spraying out dazzling flames. The seven-foot long sword suddenly flew out from his small robe sleeves.

With a 'crunch', the metal wings on both sides of the long sword vibrated rapidly, cutting through the layers of black light that washed away.

The skinny old monk sighed softly: "A monk is a compassionate person...beating and killing is inappropriate."

With a chuckle, the old monk stood up, grabbed Lu Qian's arm with a slap, shook his body, and disappeared without a trace with Lu Qian.

The black light suddenly disappeared, and the long sword that the burly man flew out lost its resistance and suddenly shot forward.

There was a terrifying tearing sound, and the flying sword spit out cold light and rushed straight forward for nearly a thousand miles. Everything along the way collapsed, and a strip of miles wide, several miles deep, and a thousand miles long was torn open on the earth. The walls of the five-hundred-mile deep pit are as smooth as a mirror, without any burrs.

"Buddhism, is there such a master?"

The burly man withdrew his flying sword and let the waves of heat waves and hurricanes behind him wash over his back. He said to himself with a gloomy face: "Is it unintentional? Or is it intentional? Xiao Taiyi, send an order to clear out all the temples and forests in the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty. , whether they are monks or nuns, find out the thirty-sixth generation of their ancestors...I would rather kill the wrong one than let him go!"

There was another round of spinning, and then another round of spinning.

Every time the world spins, the scene around Lu Qian changes, and he doesn't know how many miles it has moved.

After doing this for more than a dozen times, Lu Qian's figure suddenly settled down, and the feeling of being down to earth made Lu Qian feel inexplicably at ease.

"Here we are."

The skinny old monk, who was a little more than seven feet tall and less than Lu Qian's waist, flew in front of Lu Qian with a smile, his hands behind his back and his waist bent, and he smiled at him.

"You're a reborn baby, it's quite interesting, but now that you're here, there's no need to be secretive... Who are you, old monk? I know very well that I've been watching you all the way..."

The old monk smiled extremely brightly: "It's just an unexpected surprise. I didn't expect that you actually tricked Comana. Hee, he who always only loves to practice hard and is unwilling to do anything has actually been tricked by you. Wanted jointly by Canghai Tower and Baoguang Pavilion!"

Gently patting Lu Qian's shoulder, the old monk smiled and said: "These two families are very wealthy and have extensive contacts in Yuan Lingtian. At this time, at least half of the top 100 sects will be tempted. Take action against Kommana...he can only go all the way to the dark side and join our 'Maikala' completely."

Lu Qian raised his head and looked at the old monk: "Dahkala?"

He remembered the bald man's slogan when he killed Jin Keng.

"Maikala!" The old monk smiled and nodded: "This is where our main altar of Mahakala is. Let's see how it goes, isn't it good?"

Lu Qianyou looked around and was immediately shocked and speechless by the scale of the Mahakala Temple.

With green light lingering in his eyes, Lu Qian used his magic eyesight to see thousands of miles away at a glance. But he actually couldn't see where the edge of the Mahakala Temple was. The area here was vast, at least tens of thousands of miles across.

Moreover, this place should be deep underground.

Above the head, there was a dark, gloomy place, like a dome made of special metal.

The dome is hundreds of miles away from the ground. The vast dome is inlaid with various pearls, clams, agates, tortoise shells and other treasures to create star patterns that look like the natural starry sky. The sun, moon and stars inlaid with these treasures shine brightly, illuminating this huge underground space.

On the ground, there are mountains, rivers, seas, mountains and hills, and the geography and landforms are no different from the outside world.

Directly below Lu Qian and the old monk was a clear pond with a radius of thousands of miles. Inside the pond was a spiritual liquid that was completely condensed by spiritual energy and was as viscous as ointment.

In the crystal clear spiritual fluid, there are gold, silver, black, green, multicolored carps with double horns swimming slowly, and there are also exotic species such as golden turtles and silver turtles swimming happily. There are also mysterious dragon pythons, petite dragons, prawns seven or eight feet long, snails the size of water tanks and other foreign objects hidden.

On the pond, there are clusters in the east and clusters in the west, covered with black lotus leaves, with thousand-petal black lotuses of different sizes blooming on them.

The petals of these jet-black lotuses are as textured as jade and gold. When the wind blows, the petals hit each other and make a crisp sound.

What is even more shocking is that not only are there wisps of spiritual light gushing out from the lotus terraces of these black lotuses.

There may be countless words in these auras, recording Buddhist scriptures one after another.

Or there are figures flickering, performing a variety of Buddhist magical powers.