celestial reincarnation

Chapter 207 Strong Attack
One wave of Juntian Ancestral Land was not leveled, another wave rose again, the Buddha's light did not dissipate, and the demonic power was born again. The two completely different forces, the Buddha and the demon, fought for tens of thousands of years, but still could not tell the winner.

"Evil weapon?" Remnant Blood was full of surprise, he really couldn't figure out why there would be a magic weapon in Juntian Ancestral Land.

Mu Hanyan nodded slightly, frowned slightly, and said affirmatively, "The aura just now must be a magic weapon. It can compete with Buddhist holy weapons, at least it is also a holy weapon."

"I'll try it!" Ling Chen jumped down, in mid-air, with the Sky Splitting Halberd already in his hand, violent evil aura soared into the sky, tearing apart the void, and rushed towards the two divine weapons below.

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who is this kid? How dare he put himself in danger, the Buddha and the demons are fighting for holy weapons, if he intervenes suddenly, he will be attacked by two kinds of energy, don't die!"

Some people gloated and said: This guy is crazier than Gu Lingxiao, let's see how he died. "

After being provoked, the two holy artifacts, the Buddha and the Demon, stopped fighting. The Buddha's light soared into the sky, and the magic cloud rolled. Two completely different forces shot up into the sky from below and enveloped Ling Chen.

"Well done!" Ling Chen yelled, holding the halberd with both hands, his evil aura soared to the sky, and with the momentum of breaking the sky, he slashed down wildly. precious.

The bright red on the splitting halberd was extraordinarily coquettish, carrying a billowing evil aura, directly tore a passage from the Buddha's light and demon cloud, and went forward bravely, smashing heavily at the intersection of the purple gold bowl and the half of the magic weapon.

"Boom!"

There was a huge sound on the spot, and the three auras of Buddha's Light, Demon Cloud, and Blood Fiend were completely berserk. The landslides and ground cracked, and the rocks pierced through the sky, completely covering the scene below.

Ling Chen slowly stretched out his left hand, and the warm Taisu ancient monument was slowly pushed out, and he operated the Taisu element technique, pressing down on the two sacred artifacts.Ten thousand Buddhas chanted sutras, the group of demons screamed, Ling Chen was hit hard, blood was spilled from the corner of his mouth, but a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, a shocking wave was set off in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the primordial spirit emitted ten colors of light, hidden in the ancient monument of Taisu There was a strong reaction from the Temple of Heaven in the center, and all the sharp weapons inside trembled with thousands of clear sounds, faintly suppressing the sound of chanting sutras and howling.

At the same time, the evil spirit of Ling Chen's right hand was stronger, and with the pressure of the ancient Taisu stele, the Buddha's light was shining brightly on the purple gold bowl, but he could barely block the invasion of the sky splitting halberd. The word "Taisu" was separated from the body, covering the purple gold bowl, and the purple gold bowl let out a wail, and suddenly sank into the ancient stele of Taisu.

The Buddha's light was exhausted, and the magic weapon below was like a fierce beast that broke through the blockade, billowing magic energy soaring into the sky.Although Ling Chen put away the purple gold bowl, he had to allocate most of his spiritual consciousness to suppress it, unable to resist the sudden burst of demonic power, and was directly rushed to the sky by the demonic energy. He had already collected the ancient Taisu monument halfway.

When the Buddha's light faded away, people only saw Ling Chen standing proudly on the demon cloud with a blood-dropping bronze halberd in his hand, his black hair dancing wildly, his eyes like cold electricity, staring at all directions, they didn't know that he was trying his best to suppress the purple gold bowl he had just subdued, and he couldn't be precise Manipulate the energy in your body.

The situation in the arena is complicated, and Mu Hanyan is only a person who controls the holy weapon to protect his own side, which shows the power of magic.

"Did that kid get that magic weapon? How come he looks like a demon king who rules the world?" Someone exclaimed.

"No, the magic artifact is still there, but the Buddhist artifact is gone. This kid took a Buddhist artifact." Someone noticed something was wrong.

"Why did he take the sacred artifact of the Buddhist world that even the immortal can't do anything about? Could it be that the sacred artifact in his hand is also a sacred artifact? Why is there no holy power?" Some people think more.

Ye Konghan, Long Youtian and other strong men of the younger generation looked at Ling Chen with serious eyes, and they all regarded him as a formidable enemy not inferior to Li Li.

A green-clothed immortal with a cold and stern look had cold eyes, flashing killing intent, and said sinisterly: "I waited a lot, but in the end I took advantage of this kid. I really feel unwilling."

A gray-robed immortal standing next to him shook his head and stopped him: "Don't forget the words from the Divine Machine Palace, if the elders want to kill the genius, even the sect will be punished by heaven!"

Qingshan Xianzun snorted coldly: "Shenji Palace will deceive gods and ghosts, and always say half a sentence, who knows if it is scaring people again."

A chubby immortal said calmly: "Since Li Daoyou wants to try it, I will naturally not stop it."

The Qingshan Immortal snorted coldly, swung his robe vigorously, stopped talking, and stared down, there is still a magic weapon that has no owner.

The fat fairy just now said neither yin nor yang: "Actually, if it doesn't hurt his life, it shouldn't be considered killing a genius, right?"

In a word, the expressions of all the immortals and great powers in the field changed slightly, and they thought to themselves, with an elusive brilliance shining in their eyes, each with their own thoughts, which made it impossible for people to see through.

Ling Chen wanted to allocate most of his spiritual consciousness to suppress the purple gold bowl, and he really didn't have any extra energy to make other reactions. He muttered a few times, and emitted five-color brilliance from his whole body, enveloping Ling Chen, and slowly descended to Mo Li and others. around people.

Remnant Blood opened his frog eyes wide, secretly swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice, "You took the purple gold bowl?"

Mo Li and Mu Hanyan also stared at him closely, Ling Chen nodded invisibly, and then said: "This is not a middle-rank holy soldier, but a high-rank holy soldier! Competing with the magic weapon, there are a few tiny cracks on the bottom of the purple gold bowl, so it can only exert the power of the middle-grade holy weapon."

"Top-rank holy soldiers! So, there was an ancient Buddha war here?" Remnant Xue, Mo Li and Mu Hanyan were all horrified.

"Maybe, I feel..." Ling Chen hesitated to speak.

"What?" Remnant Blood asked.

Ling Chen said in a deep voice: "Maybe it's my illusion, I always feel that there is still a sliver of ancient Buddha's consciousness in the purple gold bowl!"

"How is it possible?" Mo Li's gentle eyes were also full of shock.

Ling Chen smiled wryly and said, "No matter what, I'm going to allocate most of my strength to suppress the Zijin Bowl. I won't be able to distract myself and others for a few hours. I took the Zijin Bowl, and now I'm surrounded by powerful enemies. It's a hard day. .”

Mo Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will do our best to protect you." Remnant Xue and Mu Hanyan also nodded solemnly, looking around vigilantly.

"The Bronze War Halberd... I just remembered, he is Ling Chen! He is the one who released the information about the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum. I have seen his image!" Someone exclaimed, revealing Ling Chen's identity.

"It turned out to be him." Ye Konghan, Long Youtian and other young powerhouses all showed their eyes.

The Qingshan Immortal Venerable also froze, his eyes were burning with deep doubts. It was rumored that Ling Chen had escaped from the Almighty several times, and they were not sure of winning.

Fat Xianzun's eyes flickered strangely, and he muttered to himself: "It is said that he is the descendant of the Demon Emperor, who left behind endless treasures, and did not leave behind a guardian..."

The people who had given up their minds once again got hot in their eyes, and they were all thinking about when to make a move.

(End of this chapter)