Chapter 897

The sky of Shouyang mountain was shrouded by a powerful power. The purple and gold pot on Ye Qian's head seemed to have a posture, and he wanted to get Ye Qian into it.

Seeing the bowl bowl shaking in the sky, Taoist Ziyang felt a burst of joy: "is the Prajna purple gold bowl bowl bowl, the Buddha brother of Jieyin temple? Be careful, brother Buddha. Ye Qian is an evil thief with high magic power. Don't take it lightly

Until now, Ziyang Taoist still has the intention to remind the Buddhist masters in the sky.

Although the purple and gold bowl hanging on Ye Qian's head is a good magic instrument, in his opinion, it is just a common tool in the world. It's not good at all.

As the breeze blows, the girl in purple on the other side just looks on the wall and doesn't want to make a move. Even her beautiful star eyes still glance at Ye Qian from time to time, with a hint of fun and curiosity.

At the moment, ye Qian's feet on the land of Shouyang mountain seem to take root and sprout. Facing the purple gold bowl in the sky, he is basically still.

Suddenly, a surprise came from the sky: "eh, the devil is really powerful! But you're not ready to behave in front of me! "

With that, the monk once again recited the name of Buddha and said, "Amitabha Buddha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color. The Tathagata of the great day proves my heart. Take it for me!"

That day, the purple and gold bowl in the sky kept humming again. With the rotation, it turned straight down and hit Ye Qian's head.

Ye Qian sneered and looked at the purple and gold bowl on top of his head and said: "stubborn. You don't want to be an old monk

With that, ye Qian stretched out his hand and a sword light appeared in his palm. A bronze long sword came out of the palm of Ye Qian's palm, and without politeness, it hit the purple gold bowl in the sky.

The two magic weapons collide with each other in an instant, blooming boundless fireworks.

When all the people concentrated on it again, the purple gold bowl that hovered in the sky that day had been pierced a hole by Ye Qian's long sword. It completely lost its aura and fell down.

At the same time, no matter the Taoist priest Ziyang, the girl in purple, or the great monk hiding in the dark, almost all exclaimed: "how can this be possible, the sword of the emperor, that is the sword of the Emperor..."

Yes, what ye Qian threw out of his hand was not a side object, but the emperor Xuanyuan sword.

Suddenly, the girl in purple looked at Ye Qian's eyes more and more strange, and murmured in her heart: is he really he? Xuanyuan sword, how could the lost Xuanyuan sword be in his hands?

Living in this world for so many years, the girl in purple was almost exiled from the fairyland to the human world. She naturally knows more about the secrets of Xian and fan than others.

At that time, when Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor had not preached to the emperor, he was very worried because the demon God Chiyou repeatedly disturbed the side. Later, ye Fusheng, the first immortal in the nine realms, helped Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor refine the emperor Xuanyuan sword, which defeated Chiyou in one fell swoop. The girl in purple knew this in detail. After all, the Xuanyuan tomb was not only the tomb of Xuanyuan clan, but also the tomb of Xuanyuan sword.

After so many years, seeing Xuanyuan sword again, the girl in purple naturally felt more excited than others.

But the Ziyang Taoist priest and the big monk in the dark are not so excited. They are just confused.

Ziyang Taoist is crazy shaking his head: "impossible, this is absolutely impossible. The sword of the emperor was born a God. How could he recognize this devil as the main one? The old Taoist didn't believe it, and the old Taoist didn't believe it... "

Don't say Ziyang Taoist, even the great monk doesn't believe it. But the fact is the fact. It can't be changed if you don't believe it.

Seeing that his magic weapon was destroyed, the great monk was even more furious. He said, "Amitabha, destroy the magic tools of Jieyin temple. You are a devil. I will not give up with you."

As soon as the words fell, ye Qian saw the light of Buddha rising again. A fat monk in a red cassock came out of the darkness.

Although the big monk was staggering, but the speed was not slow, he raised a pair of flesh puffing palms, and a golden handprint came towards ye qianyin.

Ye Qian sneered and said, "Oh, if you can't use the magic weapon, you can use force directly. OK, I'll play with you. Let's see what the Buddhist magic power of the great monk can reach."

He snorted scornfully. Facing a pair of golden palm prints of the great monk, ye Qian did not flinch. Instead, he murmured: "hung!"

All of a sudden, Shouyang mountain began to disintegrate. Looking from afar, ye Qian's whole body changed. His whole body became a huge golden Buddha.

Behind Ye Qian, there is an illusory image, which is nothing else but the Buddha's golden body.

Once the golden light flashed, not only the Ziyang Taoist was stunned, but also the great monk stopped his attack.

The two of them were stupidly saying: "the great power of Buddhism? How could that be possible? I don't believe it. I don't believe it... "When the great monk hesitated, ye Qian had already reached out and caged the big monk in the palm of his hand.

With a grin on his face, ye Qian said scornfully: "monk, if you have any other tricks, just use them. I'd like to see if you two schools of Buddhism and Taoism can hurt my seat!"

The monk came back to his senses and said, "ah, arrogant devil, you are really an old monk. Can't you do that?"

Then the monk hummed: "monk zhanger, angry eyes, King Kong, come out!"

After a reprimand, the monk once again showed the Golden Buddha light all over his body, which was the appearance of a decisive battle with Ye Qian.

Ye Qian only felt his palm trembling. Originally, the palm of the monk's hand began to burst open. The monk's body began to soar wildly. All of a sudden, it rose to five or six meters high. The magic power made the Taoist children of Yanyang sect gape one by one, unable to say a word.

And ye Qian simply loosened his palm and said with a smile, "Buddha's golden body? Not bad, not bad. You monk has some accomplishments. No wonder you are so rampant. "

The monk looked at Ye Qian triumphantly with a condescending attitude.

"Hum, evil block, today is the time of your death. The Buddha will let you ants have a solid insight into what is really a great power of Buddhism."

With that, the monk burst into a strange smile, and the golden foot began to lift up and trample down towards Ye Qian.

But ye Qian was still motionless, sneering: "is not the Buddha golden body, you will, this seat will, what's the great..."

After ye Qian's voice dropped, his whole body suddenly burst into a golden light, and his figure also saw the storm rise.

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