Chapter 288 Magic Zen Chapter 2

Lu Zhou could clearly feel that the red light on Weiming's sword became stronger.

The length seems to have increased a little.

grade?

Luzhou has no clear concept.

He raised his hand, his mind moved slightly.

Weiming Sword really flew back to the palm of his hand under his command.

Mind moving again.

The Unnamed Sword turned into a black stone... again into a hammer, a knife, a halberd... and other weapons.

It's a pity...the Weiming Sword will only be surrounded by the strange inscription energy when it becomes a sword.

Sword form is much stronger than other forms.

"This weapon... is far from the grade it should have?"

But now is not the time to study the unknown.

Lu Zhou put away the unnamed sword.

Look around.

The surroundings were quiet...even terrifyingly quiet.

After securing the surroundings.

Lu Zhou fell slowly.

After thinking about it a little... This time, I lost two impeccable, and I didn't earn any merit.

He looked at the Qijue Formation on the ground, and it had indeed lost its luster, and there was no trace of its operation.

strangeness.

Lu Zhou walked in the direction of the magic sword.

Where the original tombstone shattered, there was nothing but eight broken chains and debris scattered all over the place.

There are only a few swords on the ground, which are not destroyed.

Of course, the swords that can survive this battle are naturally good swords.

not far away……

The injured practitioners climbed up again and again and kowtowed to Lu Zhou.

This is really kowtow,

Knock bang bang.

"Thank you old man!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"Rebirth parents, let me worship."

[Ding, received 15 people's devout worship and gained 150 merit points. 】

Hearing this prompt, Lu Zhou was a little dumbfounded.

This old man has a long way to do good, and his cultivation is far away...

The practitioners of the four famous sects are basically dead. The rest are all small sects, nothing to be afraid of.

Lu Zhou came to the side of the magic sword...

Just mobilized a vitality -

The monk Kongyuan suddenly turned upside down in the air... The double seal of seal, trembling and blooming.

His eyes widened and he looked around.

When he saw the scene around him clearly, an unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

What happened?

How long has it been since then, the Seven Absolutes Array is gone, and the magic sword is lying on the ground?

His brain hurts a little.

The memory came back to his mind in an instant.

He remembered. He came to capture the magic sword... During the battle, he was knocked down by the magic sword and fell.

Fortunately, he has the Buddha's rosary to protect himself.

Didn't get that fatal blow.

"It's you?" Sora's expression changed from surprise to anger.

"Kongyuan..." Lu Zhou stroked his beard.

"No one wants to get involved with Lao Na's things. Lao Na doesn't care what method you use to break the Seven Absolutes Formation... This magic sword, Lao Na, must be taken away." Kong Yuan didn't know anything about what happened just now.

"Oh?"

I don't know why, but Lu Zhou was looking forward to and happy for Kong Yuan's survival.

Kong Yuan raised his palms and said, "Old benefactor... Lao Na is very grateful that you can crack the Seven Absolutes Formation. Only those who are capable are qualified to take such swords."

The double bond seal rippled.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "The old man said that Zen is Zen, and the devil is the devil... Zen that has entered the devil is not the real Zen..."

"Are you teaching Lao Na to practice?"

Kong Yuan laughed and didn't remove the double bond seal, showing a disapproving expression, "Zuo Xinchan's magic Zen is just a child playing a house, how can it be compared with the old man. Only the old man can become a devil in this world. Chan... Lao Na calls the Demon Chan the second, who would dare to call it the first?"

The two seals with huge differences in light are the best proof.

Lu Zhou shook his head——

"The frog at the bottom of the well..."

His tone stopped, and he said word by word, "This old man will teach you what magic Zen is."

Right hand raised.

The palm is down first, then turned forward.

A faint light lit up in the palm of his hand.

The light rotates counterclockwise.

...

"Um?"

Kong Yuan felt bad.

Even if the old man in front of him did not have particularly strong vitality fluctuations, it made him feel an indescribable threat.

The nearby practitioners frowned.

"Who is this old gentleman?"

"He can actually compete with Kong Yuan!"

"Fighting in Buddhism?"

Thinking of the huge golden body of Buddha just now, they thought of the infighting in Buddhism.

I remember a few days ago, the contradiction between Tianxuan Temple and Dakong Temple spread all over the world of practice. Dakong Temple sent people to attack Tianxuan Temple. Later, for some unknown reason, the four gods and monks fell, and the Tianxuan Temple disappeared collectively. No one has yet figured out why.

Today's scene is very much like a Buddhist infighting!

Lu Zhou stood tall and straight, with his arms flexed before... a palm strike.

A tiny palm print appeared.

"Little Fearless Seal?"

Kong Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, showing disdain, "This is what you call the real magic Zen? Lao Na...this...this..."

Speaking halfway.

When the miniature palm print came to the front, it suddenly became larger!

A few feet tall!

Can a small fearless seal turn into a big fearless seal in an instant?

Moreover, it is still an ink-colored Dreadnought Seal!

He stepped back again and again, wearing a double seal, and his face was horrified.

When the other practitioners saw it, they were stunned... What's the matter, another double meditation practitioner!

When did Buddhamen emerge so many masters?

Is there any reason?

hum!

Kong Yuan immediately cast the Buddha's golden body in the state of the double binding seal!

"The Great Fearless Seal, I can't help it, Lao Na..."

boom!

The Dreadnought Seal is getting bigger again!

The Buddha's golden body, on the contrary, looks like a small pendant, with a larger black palm print held in the palm of his hand.

A loud bang.

The whole world fell silent.

Lu Zhou glanced at the ink-colored palm print indifferently.

The ink palm print gradually disappeared.

[Ding, kill a Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm target and get 1500 points of merit. 】

Neither profit nor loss.

But if this goes on, he will sooner or later face the situation where he can't use the fatal blow card.

However, Kong Yuan must be killed.

The ink-colored palm print, after dissipating.

A string of rosary beads fell from the sky.

[Ding, to recycle the Buddha's rosary, it needs to be re-refined before it can be used. 】

It's an accident.

Just wave.

The Buddha's rosary flew back into the palm of his hand.

The head of the four major Buddhist schools, and the host of Dakong Temple, Kong Yuan, who has been the number one in Shuangchan from ancient times to the present, has fallen.

Jiang Aijian was stunned!

bang.

The Longyin Sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuan'er said, "This is also called the number one of the magic Zen... Bah!"

Jiang Aijian recovered and quickly picked up his beloved Longyin Sword.

Holding it in my arms, wiping it with my sleeve...

"Old senior doesn't make a move. Once he makes a move, the world will surrender! I, Jiang Aijian, will not accept anyone... Only the old senior will be obeyed!"

All practitioners, kowtow again.

"Thank you old man!"

It is a pity that the merit points of kowtow cannot be obtained repeatedly.

Lu Zhou ignored those people.

With a wave of his hand, the magic sword on the ground flew into his palm.

This grip!

An icy, biting chill came from the magic sword.

Certainly not a fan!

Lu Zhou opened his eyes slightly, the magic sword trembled slightly, and he didn't know if he was afraid or if he wanted to break free from his control.

at this time……

A strange sound came from the corridor.

creak.

creak.

Everyone was attracted by the sound from the corridor.

light pen