Spirit Vessel - Chapter 519

[Chapter 519]

The sharpness of “Heavenly Marrow Soldiers” is unstoppable.

Even the Dao of a real person has been pierced. If it is pierced on a human body, the tibia and flesh will be pierced into pieces and turned into blood particles.

“Is Feng Feiyun really hurt?”

Donglai’s heart was a little chilled, and he had doubts. Feng Feiyun’s fighting power was really intimidating, and the “Heavenly Marrow Soldier” in his hand carried a terrifying divine power.

“Fa Hong’s cassock.”

Ling Donglai’s skin revealed a golden brilliance, a big red cassock was split on his body, and there were traces of golden threads intertwined, bursting with dazzling brilliance.

“Buzz!”

As soon as the cassock came out, the Buddha’s voice sounded, shaking people’s minds.

Three thousand Buddha figures rushed out from above the cassock and sat cross-legged around Ling Donglai’s body, each in a posture, with a delicate appearance, reciting the Buddha’s voice of Xumi, and constantly weakening the power of the “Heavenly Marrow Soldier’s Gallbladder”.

Feng Feiyun’s fighting spirit was reduced, and the soldier’s soul above the Tianzhuo soldier’s gallbladder was suppressed.

“Yes… Fa Hong’s cassock, my God!”

“Senior Buddha Canzi’s clothes and crown were actually given to Dao by Ling Donglai.”

“This is definitely a treasure comparable to a world-killing soldier.”

Even the older generation of monks in the depths of the Silver Hook Valve were shaken. Seeing the cassocks Ling Donglai was wearing, more than a dozen of the older generation giants suddenly stood up, and the light and dark in their eyes changed.

The killing soldiers of the world are enough to support a super clan, an ancient fairy sect.

The four gates have the support of killing soldiers in the world, so they rule the world and surrender to the world.

But Ling Donglai, a junior, has obtained a treasure that is comparable to the level of killing soldiers in the world. This luck is too powerful.

The cassock on Donglai’s body revealed a strong Buddha light, and it turned into the silk light of a golden silkworm cocoon, intertwined around his body.

This is not only as simple as killing soldiers in the world, but there is still a trace of the aura of an unparalleled powerhouse on it.

The Fa Hong cassock is the treasured robe of the Buddha’s silkworm!

Buddha Canzi is one of the most powerful monks recorded in ancient books in this region. The mythical figure existed 30,000 years ago. At that time, the Shenjin Dynasty had not yet been established. On this land, Xianmen There are many places, Taoism and Buddhism are prosperous.

Buddha Canzi was the most powerful person in Buddhism at that time, and was the soul of Buddhism at that time.

In this area of the Shenjin Dynasty, only the first-generation Jin Emperor, the rumored founder of the Vientiane Pagoda “Ziwu”, and a limited number of people, can compare with the Buddha Silkworm.

That is a truly mythical figure. During the thousands of years when Buddha Canzi existed, Buddhism flourished in this land, with many Buddhist sects, and the handed down Buddhist monks were born frequently, and even many arrogant daughters of immortal clans took the initiative to worship. Formen, shaved bid.

It was an era that belonged to Buddhism.

It’s a pity that after the disappearance of Buddha Canzi, Buddhism declined rapidly and suffered a great catastrophe. Temples, ancient temples, Zhaitang, and nunneries collapsed one after another, and were quickly replaced by a new generation of monks, turning them into history. of dust, the era of Buddhist practice has passed.

The only Buddhist holy places that can be preserved from that era to the present are the “Beast Controlling House”, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and contains tens of millions of ancient books, which are older than those of the four major sects.

Most of the Buddhist scriptures are handed down from the animal-controlling studio, which is the last Buddhist pure land.

More than 6,000 years ago, when the Shenjin Dynasty was established, the world was unified, and the Buddhist sages of the Beast-Controlling Zhai were rarely born, full of mystery. There were only a few Buddhist women Tianjiao who entered the world to practice, representing the Beast-Controlling Zhai and walking the world.

Ling Donglai was wearing a cassock of the Dharma Hong Kong, and his whole body was radiating the light of the Buddha. That holy mighty power shocked people’s hearts.

On Fahong’s cassock, there are still some breaths of Buddha silkworms, and with these breaths, he can block the sword and gall of the heavenly marrow.

“It is worthy of being the two most outstanding talents of the new generation. Both of them have the talent to break through the real people in the future. If they can get one of them, they will get a real person to guard the gate after a hundred years.” The elder said this, obviously intending to remind the valve owner to choose a son-in-law among Feng Feiyun and Ling Donglai and pull him into the silver hook valve.

Feng Feiyun is already engaged to Princess Yue, so Ling Donglai is the best candidate.

If Dongfang Jingyue can be married to Ling Donglai, it will be beneficial to the future of the Silver Hook Valve.

The silver hook valve lord nodded slightly, his eyes darkened, as if he was contemplating.

The young Tianjiao and the peerless female cultivator in Guiyuan all looked shocked, and even looked sideways, Feng Feiyun and Ling Donglai already had the strength to compete with the outstanding people on the “Epic Genius List”.

Most of the outstanding people on the “Epic Talent List” are half a generation higher than them, and they have practiced for 20 to 30 years, but now they have caught up with them.

Feng Feiyun’s “Heavenly Marrow Soldier’s Courage” and Donglai’s “Fa Hong cassock” are all supreme spiritual treasures, and even giant-level monks are envious of them.

However, Feng Feiyun is backed by the Feng family and the royal family, and Ling Donglai is behind the Tianhou Mansion and Beiming Clan. In Shendu, no one dares to attack them.

“Fa Hong’s cassock, the Great Sun Tathagata!”

Ling Donglai made a Buddha seal on both hands, and the big red cassock on his body flew up, bursting out endless Buddha light, charging towards Feng Feiyun.

Feng Feiyun’s heart froze, and he didn’t fight him head-on. He stepped on Samsara, his body speed soared, like a breeze passing by, and the next moment, he appeared on Longhu, stepping on the wave surface.

“Ling Donglai’s luck is too strong. Not only did he get the Taoist holy law ‘Three Mantras of Taoist Ancestors’, but he also got the most powerful cassock clothes of Buddhism. I don’t know how many cards he has yet to use?”

“If you don’t cut off his luck, you can’t beat him at all.”

Feng Feiyun’s mind was like electricity, and in an instant, more than ten thoughts flashed in his mind.

“Luck!”

Thinking of luck, Feng Feiyun immediately thought of the “Ascension Platform”, which is also known as the “Sacred Monument”.

“Get the luck of the holy monument, you can become the strongest in an era.”

This is a word that has been passed down since ancient times in the region of the Shenjin Dynasty, so countless outstanding people have left their names on the holy monument.

Buddhist sages, Buddha silkworms.

Vientiane Tower, Meridian.

Empress, Long Jiangling.

The first-generation lord of the Nalan Clan, Nalan Hongtao.

These shocking names have all been recorded on the sacred monument, becoming the strongest in an era.

Ling Donglai’s luck is strong, can it be compared with the luck of the holy monument?

“If we can use the luck of the Ascension Platform to suppress Ling Donglai’s luck, maybe we can defeat him.”

The Ascension Platform has been transformed into a natal spiritual weapon by Feng Feiyun sacrifice, suspended in the Zifu Middle Palace, and mobilized by Feng Feiyun’s consciousness, the Ascension Platform made a “humming” sound, black light burst, and eighteen A figure emerged from above.

These are 18 outstanding people who have left their names on the holy monument (ascension platform), and they dedicated a ray of their souls to the holy monument (ascension platform).

One of the figures is Princess Luofu.

When that celestial figure emerged from the Ascension Platform, Princess Luofu in Guiyuan was clearly affected, her soul seemed to be out of her body, her body was temporarily out of her control, her snow-white and delicate face became Pale, without a trace of blood.

At that moment, she felt that she was someone else’s slave, and everything had to be driven by someone. If she was asked to lie down, she could not stand; if she was to live, she would live; if she was to die, she would die.

This is a kind of feeling like a slave and a master. Even if she is asked to take off her clothes, let go of all her dignity and nobility, she must do it like a prostitute, like a prostitute, and her lustful screams.

The soul no longer belongs to itself.

For a proud royal goddess like Princess Luofu, who is ambitious and wants to become the empress’s arrogant daughter, this feeling is simply too terrifying, making her forehead instantly burst into fine sweat, and her heart is chilled.

Where did the crisis come from? It must be cut off in advance, otherwise terrible things may happen in the future.

Princess Luofu was sitting elegantly behind the jade table, with a maid of beauty standing behind her, a pair of beautiful eyes as high as an emperor patrolling the four directions, trying to find out that crisis and kill it in advance.

“The Ascension Platform is connected to the Earth Pole Ancient Array in Nantai Mansion and the Ascension Tomb, and it cannot be easily shown to others, but how can we stimulate the power of luck inside?”

Feng Feiyun pondered for a moment, then spread out his hands, a purple brilliance erupted from the position of Dantian, and tens of thousands of Zifu aura rushed out, wrapped the feathering platform, and suppressed it directly towards the top of Ling Donglai’s head.

The aura of the Purple Mansion, like a purple spirit snake shuttles through, completely wrapping the Ascension Platform.

“Feng Feiyun, do you think you can compete with me by sacrificing the spiritual weapon of your life?” Ling Donglai wore a cassock, his hands clasped together, and three thousand Buddha statues wrapped his body, forming a huge golden cocoon.

Feng Feiyun carried the courage of Tianzhuo soldiers and said with a smile: “Do you think wearing a cassock, you are a true Buddha, invincible?”

“I am undefeated.” Ling Donglai has never been defeated, and he has a strong confidence in his heart, strong luck, and no one can defeat it.

“I specialize in the invincible.”

Feng Feiyun used his celestial marrow to condense into a white Fangtian painted halberd, streaks of cold light, rushing out from the painted halberd, the sharp energy overflowed, and cut deep holes on the ground.

There was a young king who threw a quasi-spiritual war sword out, wanting to see how sharp the celestial marrow was?

It was just a burst of energy that escaped from the celestial marrow, and it directly cut the sword into two pieces, turned it into scrap iron, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, all the geniuses and heroes retreated one after another, for fear that they would be smothered by the strength of the Celestial Marrow Soldiers. With their body-protecting aura, they couldn’t stop the sharp strength at all.

“The soldiers in Feng Feiyun’s hands are sharp enough to threaten a half-step giant.” Dongfang Jingshui’s assertion made him feel a pressure. Feng Feiyun has progressed too fast. Five years ago, he was only a The unknown boy, five years later, has been chasing him.

“If he can’t break Ling Donglai’s luck, he will not be able to defeat Ling Donglai.” Dongfang Jingyue’s beautiful eyes were filled with smoke, her heart was thinking. In five years, he has grown up and caught up with the top of the younger generation. that group of people.