Chapter 1241 Yonghe Dasheng (1)

Common sense and the Three Views tell them that no matter the sound or the light, the direction of their propagation should be straight. Both sound and light can be cut off by the practitioner's special means. The combined fan cage seal turned into a giant mountain, blocking the front, it could easily block the brilliance like a red glow.

This change of Yong He raised the voice a hundred times again, and the red light was like blood and fluttering to the sky in all directions.

The roar was shrill and harsh.

Lu Zhou immediately recited the scriptures of the Book of Heaven—

Knowing that in a world as many as a mote of dust in the sea of ​​​​unspeakable, all sentient beings can understand it separately.

In all lands, all voices, if you want to hear them but not hear them, you can feel free to do so.

Spreading the Dharma cloud, pouring down the Dharma rain, and using various wonderful sounds, enlightenment and enlightenment, so as to obtain pure liberation. ?

He didn't use the divine power of the celestial book, he just entered the state of comprehending the formula, and the faint light of the power of the heavens covered his whole body, wrapping it. Those voices, those bewitching red lights, were blocked from the outside.

Yu Zhenghai, Yu Shangrong, Duanmusheng, Ming Shiyin, the four major disciples flew up into the sky and rushed towards Luzhou.

Xiao Yuan'er was still at a loss, but seeing the change in Conch's eyes, she fought with her.

Zhenshou Ruins are in a mess.

...

Lu Zhou sacrificed his body protection and ejected outwards, knocking the four people into the air.

The gap in realm is by no means what skills can make up for. Even if the four major disciples are combined, they are definitely not Luzhou's opponents.

However, he could feel that the cultivation of the four major disciples had made great progress during their time in the unknown land. The strengths of Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong were still almost the same. What surprised him was that the fourth Ming Shi Yin , actually has the offensive power of the boss and the second child.

There is still some gap between Duanmusheng and the eldest and second child, but he has made the greatest progress.

The power of decay and the seeds of Taixu have been integrated? Almost close to the four or five fates...

After Luzhou repelled the four, he was not in a hurry to wake up the apprentices? The stronger Yong He was, the better it would be for him.

His supernatural powers can restrain Yonghe? Yonghe restrains the four old men on the opposite side.

"Junior sister!" Xiaoyuan almost merged with Brahma Ling? Constantly fighting with the conch.

Although Conch inherited Luo Xuan's ability, but it is more attainment in rhythm? It can't compete with Xiao Yuan'er of the same realm.

Swish swish? Xiaoyuaner kept surrounding the conch? Stop her from moving.

Lu Zhou threw a palm and hit the conch on the back, knocking it flying.

Xiaoyuaner took advantage of the situation? Controlled her.

"Master? What happened to them?" Seeing everyone's appearance, Xiao Yuan'er was also a little anxious.

This urgency? On the contrary, there is a kind of restlessness and discomfort.

Under the influence of Yonghe? All weaknesses will be magnified thousands of times. This is the terrible thing about Yonghe.

Xiao Yuan'er was in a hurry and suppressed it immediately? Realizing that something was wrong with her, she said to herself, "Me, what happened to me just now?"

Lu Zhou said, "Be optimistic about the conch, don't worry."

"Oh."

Above the fan cage seal, Yong He, with his teeth and claws, swayed from side to side, like catkins dancing in the wind.

It focused its attention on the four old men who were fighting each other, and let out a laugh that pierced the eardrums...

People who have lived for a long time are used to seeing the warmth of human beings and the coldness of the world. They often have two endings: one, everything will be calm and sanctified; two, there will be more distracting thoughts and more stubbornness. After all, people are ordinary people, and those who can escape the weakness of human nature will always be in the minority.

Ye Wei and his companions belonged to the latter.

"Death to me—"

The four astrolabes are constantly banging against each other in the air, and the beams of light formed by the power of fate in the sky are hitting back and forth.

If he hadn't stayed here for a long time, Lu Zhou would have thought he had entered the world of science fiction.

bang bang bang bang bang...

On the opposite side of the mausoleum, no one is intact.

The ruins became more riddled with holes.

"Old man, if you want to kill me, you are not enough!"

hum.

Ye Yiqing was the first to sacrifice his Dharma body.

That azure dharma body as high as one hundred and forty-five feet high,

Like a giant that lifts the sky, it rises from the ground and enters the cloud.

The other three bodies were not far behind and appeared at the same time.

"what--"

Yonghe, entrenched on the mausoleum, continued to expand the phantom until it reached the height of the Dharma body, then it stopped, its head turned to the sky, its mouth opened like a morning glory, and it made the strongest roar so far. .

"..."

The Zhenshou Market with a radius of hundreds of miles was enveloped by this terrifying sound.

The situation changes, the world changes color.

The practitioners who have not yet escaped, as if they saw purgatory in the world, blood of people everywhere, lost their hearts, and fought each other.

Outside the Zhenshou Market, all the beasts and cultivators who passed by were also affected to some extent and became blind.

The sound waves ebb and flow.

As the end comes.

Lu Wu, who was lying on the ground in a drowsy state, drooped his ears vertically upward to block the noise.

I adjusted my posture and continued to sleep.

...

Lu Zhou realized that this strong voice was not something his disciples could resist.

The palms folded together, and the body was suspended in the air.

Sacrifice the Buddha's golden body.

"Great Meditation Mantra!"

"The power of heaven!"

Luzhou is proficient in all three methods of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, but he rarely uses super-large-scale Sanskrit techniques like the Great Meditation Mantra.

Lu Zhou read the formula, and the Sanskrit sounds were sonorous and powerful, floating in all directions.

Under the blessing of the power of heaven, the Sanskrit voice vented and quickly entered the ears of the disciples.

They calmed down and landed one by one.

While reading the formula, Lu Zhou flew forward and glanced at the four old men on the opposite side.

They were covered in blood, their eyes were red, and they all suffered serious injuries.

Except for Ye Wei, the other three were missing one fate, and the four were still enemies.

Ye Wei was also red-eyed from the fight.

...

Yong He turned around and looked.

Put away that big mouth like a trumpet.

Eyes down.

Those eyes are like the red sun in hell, and like pearls dyed with red blood.

"You...you...why are you okay?"

Lu Zhou raised his height like a leaf, floating to the height of Yong He's head, and said, "Stop."

"Hahaha...hahaha..." Yong He's laughter this time did not have the ability to release, it was just an ordinary laughter, his throat seemed to be split, and it overlapped very strangely.

Yong He stopped laughing and said, "I am the Great Sage of Yong He..."

"So what?" Lu Zhou looked at Yong He.

"Humble human beings, even if a real person came to Zhenshou Market, they would not dare to be presumptuous!" Yong He said solemnly.

This is a holy place for practice. Many humans come here every year, but no one stays for too long. Good stuff, how can no one occupy it?

Only because the real master of Zhenshou Market is not a human being, but the Great Sage Yonghe.

"A mere emperor is also worthy of being called a saint?" Lu Zhou said.

Yong He was ignited with anger, looked around, and said:

"I am holy! It's all human beings!"

Lu Zhou looked at the sky covered by the black mist and said, "Balance? Maybe if you die, Jinlian, you can have another saint."

"Um?"

Yong He Haha laughed wildly, "Stupid humans, do you think you knocked them out, so I can't control them? Next, may you enjoy yourself!"

It swells its body again.

into the black mist. Huge phantom, several times bigger.

The phantom of the Great Sage Yong He stretched out tentacles like spider silk and swept towards the crowd.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

Yonghe can not only control their minds through hearing and vision, but also control others by going off the stage in person.

The first two can still be regarded as experience, how can Luzhou tolerate this method?

You can't wait any longer. If you wait any longer, your own people will be hit hard. It's not easy for the apprentices to rely on the seeds of Taixu to survive until now. It's a little harder to consume compared to those four masters of the 15th or 16th fate. Fortunately, the other four have been injured.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Lu Zhou mobilized Fan Longyin, and with a loud humming sound, Fan Longyin pressed down toward the mausoleum.

boom!