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Chapter 2783 The Seventh Patriarch Sanskrit

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    It is not easy to completely kill a spiritual god and eliminate the idea of ??spiritual power.

    Shen Yuan's ancient sword suppressed Nan Sheng's body, and thousands of sword energy flew out, turning his body into blood mist, which was refined by the pure fire of destruction released by Zhang Ruochen.

    The divine talisman has the spirit of talisman.

    This Moyang Talisman can only be considered to have just reached the level of a divine talisman. The wisdom of the talisman inside is limited, but it only obeys the orders of Nan Sheng.  The power of Fu Ling has probably reached the demigod level, and it cannot be activated at all if it is not cultivated enough.

    Zhang Ruochen spent a lot of time refining the Fu Ling.

    Looking at the exquisite black jade talisman in his hand, Zhang Ruochen thought to himself: "With this talisman, I can still fight against the true god."

    "Previously, even if Zhang Ruochen's mental power reached the peak of level 70, he still couldn't compete with the divine talisman.  He was able to win after he severely damaged Nan Sheng, greatly reducing the power of the talisman.

    "In the final analysis, it's not that Shen Fu is weak, but Nan Sheng is weak.

    With the talisman in his hands, Zhang Ruochen is confident that he can unleash greater power.

    Zhang Ruochen checked Hai Hai's injuries. She was protected by a golden body, and her injuries were not serious. The Buddha's energy in her body was endless, but her holy soul was shocked and temporarily fainted.

    The sounds of fighting between Fengchen Sword God and Guisi are getting farther and farther away.

    It should be Fengchen Sword God who lured Guisi away!

    The Sword God Fengchen must be the Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen, one of the Nine Emperors of the Kunlun Realm in the past. Then, his appearance in the ancient and abandoned city will be a powerful foreign aid force.  Zhang Ruochen is not surrounded by enemies on all sides and has no helpers.

    "Whoops!"

    A black shadow flew from a distance, stepping on the golden Buddha wall, constantly changing its body shape.

    Finally, he fell next to Zhang Ruochen.

    It was Xiao Hei who was wearing a mysterious robe and a black cloak, exuding a cold temperament, looking at the ancient sword of Shen Yuan in the blood mist and divine fire.  In the blood mist, Nan Sheng's screams could still be heard.

    Xiao Hei followed his reaction to Zhang Ruochen and came here.

    It said in surprise: "You actually killed Nan Sheng. This guy has a lot of background. You are in big trouble!"

    "It doesn't matter, anyway, even if I don't kill him, Tiannan Life and Death Ruins will still kill me." Zhang Ruochen looked very indifferent.

    "Huh!"

    Xiao Hei stared at Zhang Ruochen's exposed chest.

    The Buddha's light on Zhang Ruochen's body is extremely bright, comparable to the golden Buddha walls around him.  On the chest, where the Buddha's relics were integrated, it was particularly bright.

    Even through the black cloak, Zhang Ruochen could sense Xiao Hei's fiery eyes.

    "What a strong Buddha energy. This is the relic left by the old bald donkey Xumi, right? Oh my god, the legendary Buddha relic. I finally see this supreme treasure."

    The cold temperament on Xiao Hei's body was instantly broken. He stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Ruochen's chest, and his mouth seemed to be dripping with laughter.

    Zhang Ruochen grabbed its wrist and pushed it away.

    "No, you still have one, right? Give me one. What's our relationship? You won't be reluctant to part with it, right? Don't tell me it's gone!" Xiao Hei said extremely excitedly.

    Zhang Ruochen still has six of the Buddha's relics, so of course he won't be reluctant to give them away.

    Zhang Ruochen said: "If I give it to you, you won't be able to refine it! You have the blood of the immortal vampires in your body, and you have not practiced Buddhism."

    "Who said that this emperor has not practiced Buddhism?"

    Xiao Hei clasped his hands together, exuding Buddha light all over his body, and flew away the black cloak on his head, revealing a round, furry cat head.

    It really has a bit of a sacred aura.

    Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay, the holy monk suppressed you for a hundred thousand years and gave you a relic, which can be regarded as compensation. But you have to promise me one thing!"

    "Don't mention one, ten will do." Xiao Hei said quickly.

    Zhang Ruochen said: "In the future, you are not allowed to call the holy monk by his name at will. You must be respectfully called the Seventh Patriarch."

    "Okay, okay, Seventh Patriarch, the Seventh Patriarch's Buddha Dharma is boundless, his supernatural powers are vast, and he illuminates the world." Xiao Hei said this casually.

    ¡°I¡¯ll give it to you after I leave the abyss of darkness.¡±

    "Why?"

    "Whether you can refine the Buddha's relics is still unknown. Giving you one is just for your enlightenment. If I give it to you now, you will only make things wrong."

    "Okay, when the time comes, don't be shameless."

    The vision of the holy monk Xumi is "the hell that empties the human heart."

    Zhang Ruochen knew that he did not have the ability to help him complete this vision. This was also a vision that no one could complete.  However, he can try his best to do something meaningful.p; Xiao Hei thought of something and quickly retracted his hand and said: "I understand, these Buddhist inscriptions are the Sanskrit inscriptions of the Seventh Patriarch. They are so powerful that they are comparable to the heavenly patterns of all heaven-level experts. Incredible, Zhang Ruochen,  Now that you have heavenly pattern body protection, you are no different from a hedgehog. Whoever hits you will be unlucky!"

    "I'm not that strong, why don't you try hitting me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

    Xiao Hei shook his head vigorously and stayed away from Zhang Ruochen.

    Prajna looked serious and said: "The Sanskrit text of the Seven Patriarchs should have escaped from the relics of the Buddha. It is indeed not a trivial matter. However, it does not mean that you can have nothing to fear."

    "Just like just now, even though Kongri Zanghai tore himself apart, he also hurt you with one punch, but not seriously. However, if the spirit that strikes is much more cultivated than Kongli Zanghai, you may not be able to bear it.  live."

    "Moreover, once the other party knows that you have the Sanskrit body protection of the Seventh Patriarch, they will not choose to attack you at close range."

    Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand! Only when you are strong can you be truly powerful. Otherwise, if you encounter Kongli Zanghai again, he will only need to use a mesh-like treasure to capture me."

    Xiao Hei smiled and said: "Don't worry. Even if he is injured by the Seventh Patriarch Sanskrit, it will be difficult for him to refine the Buddha energy in his body. Not sure, he will suffer lifelong injuries that cannot be healed. If you can't wait,  When the Yuanhui catastrophe comes, all heaven and man will decline."

    "The life span of Hiding the Sea in the Sky is not long, and I think it will really end this time." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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