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Chapter 555 The Old Monk¡¯s Dharma (14)

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    "Boom boom"

    Just after Qin Hao left, there was another terrifying shaking sound in the small world of the tomb, as if the entire tomb was about to collapse. The insane monk flew out first, with Buddha light on his body, like an ancient Buddha, flying weakly.  Going up the water, it is actually not eroded by the weak water.

    "Then another huge boat crossed out, entered the weak water, and went upwards. The pressure of the imperial weapon directly shook the weak water away, and then crossed away.

    What followed were dozens of streams of light flying out. The energy on their bodies was terrifying and abnormal. Each had their own means to block the erosion of the weak water. But when they swam up, dozens of red lights appeared from the bottom of the lake.  , like a lantern, caught up with these dozens of streams of light. It didn't take much time for the lantern to catch up with the streamers.

    In the blink of an eye, the stream of light was directly swallowed up. The streamer in front was obviously frightened and quickly swam upward to escape the disaster. The whole cemetery began to shake. It was obvious that the small world was about to collapse. The reason why it could support it was  Because the pressure of the imperial weapon is supporting it.

    "Boom"

    There was a sound of collapse, weak water poured in, and only the billowing black smoke could be seen faintly inside, and a roar came out: "Qin Hao, I will fight with you until death in this life."

    However, the sound failed to reach out after all. Instead, it was blocked by weak water, and then the entire tomb collapsed. Qin Hao, who was going upwards, suddenly felt a chill down his spine: "The old monk is still thinking about me, so hurry up.  "

    As he spoke, the speed became faster and faster. As the saying goes, it is easier to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain. Qin Hao used all his strength to use the Breath Condensation Transformation Technique, but it was slower than when he came down. Moreover, he vaguely felt that there was a strong sense of crisis lurking in the water.  The crisis seemed to be staring at him so tightly that he couldn't even hide it with the Breath Condensation Transformation Technique.

    "What is it?" Qin Hao was surprised. In this water, it was difficult for him to exert his power. If there was something, he wouldn't dare to resist.

    But he didn't provoke people, but people wanted to provoke him. A white shadow penetrated through, and his whole body trembled. It was the cold murderous intention, which spread throughout his body and made his hair stand on end. The speed was even more  With an astonishing speed, Qin Hao immediately transformed into his true body, and his whole body was covered with purple energy. Only in this way could he have the strength to fight. The use of the Breath Condensation Transformation Technique was of no use anymore.

    "Ah" A terrifying sound wave suddenly came from the strange water. It seemed to be conducting electricity and spread directly throughout the person's body. This sound wave was like a woman's painful scream, with a cold murderous intention and a meaning of despair.  Qin Hao's will was shaken a little. The only thing he felt was desolation, too desolate.

    "Tower of thoughts, concentration." Although Qin Hao has no divine power, he has unique thoughts. He imagines that the thoughts in his heart are like a pagoda, as stable as a mountain, still standing no matter the wind or rain, this sound wave sound suddenly  It disappeared without a trace, as if all thoughts had nothing to do with this pagoda.

    "Perhaps, in the future, I should not cut out gods from my divine treasure, but should cut out pagodas." It is said that in the ancient times, all the monks in the world had no distinction between divine treasure and physical constitution. All monks were born strong, only  The difference between refining Qi into the body and refining the spirit is like a weapon.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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