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Suddenly, she threw out the scarlet flame in her hands. With it, Hong Ling wrapped up the illusory Dharma Dharma, and the whole person began to make mysterious gestures, which made powerful mantras constantly emerge between the heaven and the earth, and constantly entangled the Buddhist monk.

"Lord Hongling, the tenth Yanjun's disciple, do you want to continue to resist in a desperate way? It's the fate to convert to our Buddha. Now that you have put on this hoop, it's useless to struggle. Why don't you put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha here!"

Zhengfa Ming calmly looked at the bloody flame that had burned himself. His hands were still clasped together, and he was reciting the powerful scriptures. However, Hong Ling just managed to endure the pain and smile at the man.

"Master of the righteous Dharma, have you heard of the humanoid weapon? The legendary taboo military front will soon be refined into a powerful magic weapon by me!"

Ignoring some astonished Dharma Ming, Hong Ling turned to look at the hoop on her head, and a trace of evil spirit flashed in her eyes. Since this thing is full of Buddhist monk's golden will and the thoughts of all living beings, it is absolutely impossible to let this thing survive.

"Lord Hongling, why do you continue to struggle? I believe you have also sensed that this hoop is made of the blade of pharmacist's glass and the noble's purple gold bowl. It contains the will of all living beings of our believers in Western Heaven. With your strength, how can you disobey the will of all living beings?"

Zhengfaming didn't care about Hongling's threat to refine himself into a weapon. Now he is just a thread of his body here. Even if it is destroyed, the impact on the noumenon is not great. He can even achieve Nirvana with the help of sarira, so he is not worried at all.

"Will of all living beings? So what? As long as you kill one by one, all living beings will die, right! At that time, there is no such thing as the will of all living beings! "

Seeing that the pain from the tight hoop was getting stronger and stronger, Hong Ling immediately condensed the Yan Huang Emperor's mirror, aiming at the Zhengfa Ming.

In a flash, the mirror image belonging to the orthodox Dharma came into being completely in the mirror. At this time, the matchless son of the world continued to draw on his own strength to slowly condense the plane God kingdom in the bronze mirror, making all the Vatican images solidify rapidly.

When one mirror after another with his hands clasped together and walked out of the mirror of Yan Huang emperor, Hong Ling turned to take a picture of Wu Hua, who was watching the battle in the distance. In an instant, he made the Buddhist monk in the state of Taiyi God King look very shocked.

Although his strength is at the same level as Hongling, Wuhua is not Hongling's opponent now. When he sensed the powerful God Xi from the incomparable son, the whole person quickly unfolded his body and shot away in the distance, trying to escape.

But soon, Hong Ling, who was standing in the same place, raised her eyebrows and immediately grasped the diamond chisel beside her. She threw it at the man with hatred and hatred, which made the object explode with a sound, and no flower was seriously damaged.

Resisting the strong pain from the tight hoop, Hong Ling's body flashed. In an instant, she had already grasped the body without flowers, and then she took it to zhengfaming, who was wrapped in the blood flame in the distance, and walked step by step.

At this time, the corner of Wu Hua's mouth was constantly overflowing with golden Buddha's blood. Even the wounds on her body were forcibly suppressed by Hongling with divine light. There was no way to heal himself. The intense pain even made the Buddhist monk in the state of Taiyi God King could not help humming.

"The son-in-law was caught by Zhengfa Ming with a tight hoop. Shall we take action?"

At this time, ah Jiu looks at the green bird and asks suspiciously. If lianchengyue knows that zhengfaming dares to restrain her husband with the Western Heaven, she is afraid that she will upset the whole Western Heaven.

"Not for the time being. If the son-in-law needs help, he will speak naturally. But now that he is still struggling to support him, we should not meddle in carelessly."

Qingniao shakes his head. Obviously, he is very cautious about this matter, and has no intention to rush into it. Now it is just the enmity between Hongling and zhengfaming as well as Wuhua. If they act rashly, it will be a big deal.

"Don't worry, master, my brother-in-law is such a monster. How can I take him with just a tight hoop?"

Qin Chen doesn't care much about it. Even if Hongling really becomes the Dharma protector of the Western Heaven, she will definitely let the Western Heaven suffer with the girl's temperament.

Looking at the flowers in her hands, Hong Ling tilted her head and looked at Zheng faming, only to find that the Buddhist monk who had recited the scriptures at ease finally turned pale, but he still seemed unwilling to stop Hum, a strong buzz sound suddenly sounded, immediately there was a dark gold metal scurf in front of Hong Ling, slowly condensed into a simple sad sword.

When she lifted her hand to wipe the sword, Hong Ling calmly looked at Zheng faming sitting on the earth, and then grabbed the sword and threw it at the burning Fanxiu.

The God of sorrow suddenly fell into the chest of Dharma Ming, which made the illusory Buddhist monk's face coagulate. He could realize that with the sword penetrating himself, the law of the eclipse of heaven on it was resonating with the blood flame and eroding his body continuously.

The whole body began to be torn, turned into scarlet fire lines, and disappeared into the God of compassion. On his sword body, he outlined the blood colored Buddha Dharma images, which were the same as those of Zhengfa Ming.

Under the frightened gaze of no flower, zhengfaming's whole body was constantly dispelled, and finally he was completely immersed in the sad God sword, which made the sword burst out a golden wish power and quickly turned into blood color, which was extremely strange."Let's start to refine the human weapons, then, the righteous and the wise."

When he reached for the God of sorrow, which was full of blood and willing power, honglingti sword slowly stepped into the mirror of emperor Yanhuang. He held no flower in his left hand, while the God of sorrow in his right hand quickly reversed in the kingdom of God in the bronze mirror, and stabbed it in the throat of this Buddhist monk with a hissing sound.

The blood gushed out of the man's heart, and the blood gushed out of his hand.

is as like as two peas of the blood of heaven emperor. The law of heaven is now being moved by the law of heaven erosion. It has gradually disappeared into the flower without flowers. This makes the statue of the Buddha of the van Shen gradually float up and down.

"It's not good to refine the incarnation with living Brahma. This is a taboo. Is he not afraid to arouse the anger of the Western Tianling mountain when he does so?"

Ah Jiu carefully sensed the power floating on Wu Hua's body, and the whole person's face was startled. If Hong Ling was allowed to continue like this, he was afraid that when Wu Hua became his incarnation, it would be the day when the Buddhist monk died. If such cruel secret methods offended the Buddha in the West, he was afraid of "what's nervous? Since the right Dharma is clearly used, the emperor's son-in-law is just based on his own Is it possible that the emperor's son-in-law's revenge is not allowed

Qingniao doesn't care much about these things. It's because the West knows that it's their fault first. If you really care about it, they can't bear the responsibility.

Qin Chen looks at Hong Ling in surprise. The more he looks, the more satisfied he is. Only such a guy is the best match for a Yue. He will not be bound by false rules, nor will he give up his own belief because of his scruples. This is the dragon of man. No matter what his nonsense cultivation rules are.

Hum, a strong buzz sound sounded, immediately there is a glass color hoop also appears on the forehead without flowers, will be slowly bound up.

"Ah..."

At this time, Hung Ling's head was covered with blood, but all of the blood that Hung Ling was choked with was consumed by his own blood.

Boom, a huge breath suddenly gushed out from the God of sorrow, but zhengfaming tried his best to break away from the shackles of the God of sorrow.

However, the weapon refining method used by Hongling was the casting of human shaped weapons in the taboo military front scroll. Even if the Buddhist monk had stepped into the realm of Taiyi God, he could not get rid of the shackles of the God of compassion.

"Matchless son Hongling, stop it. It's a grudge between you and me. It has nothing to do with Wu Hua. Let him go!"

At this time, zhengfaming quickly condensed a bloody and illusory golden body and roared at Hong Ling. His whole body can't help himself now. Although he is still exerting a tight hoop, his influence on the matchless son has been weakened by birth, and the other half is borne by Wuhua.

"Stop it?" Hong Ling raised her head in surprise and said leisurely, "well, I can stop, but it depends on you whether you can stop it or not!"

Facing this man's gentle smile, Hong Ling suddenly folded his hands and pushed him hard toward zhengfaming. In a moment, a powerful God came out of his palm to mobilize the God of sorrow and zhengfaming.

Blood colored silk thread gushed out from Hongling's ten fingers and sank into the void with a snort, which made Zhengfa Ming's face coagulate. He seemed to realize that he seemed to be controlled by the young monk in front of him.

"What do you mean, I told you to stop, don't you hear me? If I continue like this, I will read the Scripture and let the hoop be tightened!"

Aware of Hong Ling's move, zhengfaming's face changed instantly. He quickly folded his hands and read the mysterious Scripture.

"It's really boring for you to read the Scriptures, because I've already done it now."

Hong Ling looked at zhengfaming calmly, and felt that there was a powerful force coming from the top of his head to the whole body. Suddenly, he quickly danced his hands and ten fingers, making all the silk threads connecting zhengfaming's illusory blood body begin to manipulate the Buddha.

"In response to your chanting, I'll pass the time, too."

Hum, zhengfaming suddenly burst out a sword chant on his whole body. His unreal hand suddenly grasped the sad God sword and was led by the blood thread. He walked towards the no flower step by step, with a strong killing intention floating on his body.

"No, stop it, stop it for me!"

As he tried to roar, zhengfaming Tathagata suddenly realized that his body seemed to have been completely eroded and assimilated with no flowers. However, the former was assimilated by Hongling, while he himself was assimilated and eroded by the sad sword. That is to say, he is now the embodiment of the sad God sword.

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With her head tilted elegantly, Hong Ling looked at Zheng FA Ming with a smile and released her kindness towards him. However, the Buddhist monk was frightened and seemed at a loss.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!