Towering Hatred, Five Elements Myriad Law Palm!
As the Tribulation Cloud vortex completely dissipated, Red-Faced Old Monk and others also used their skills to rush forward.
When I arrived directly below the Tribulation Cloud I just saw, I saw that the environment within a two-mile radius was already in a mess.
There were charred trees everywhere, many still burning.
It is conceivable what kind of destruction Tribulation Lightning has experienced here just now.
And in this mess, a ragged figure was sitting cross-legged.
The treasure appearance is solemn, with golden light emerging from the body.
Although the cassocks on his body are in tatters, the golden light on his body has a majesty that makes people dare not look directly at him.
When Red-Faced Old Monk and others saw this, they did not dare to disturb Golden Bell Elder. They immediately dispersed, set up a formation, and replaced Protector.
Not long after, they saw Golden Bell Elder's body trembled, and the golden light on his body became stronger again.
A perfect and harmonious aura emerged from his body.
"Golden Core was successfully condensed!"
Red-Faced Old Monk and others looked surprised.
Golden Bell Elder slowly opened his eyes, with golden light emerging from them, looking very majestic and inviolable.
"Congratulations to Golden Bell Elder for overcoming the disaster and uniting Golden Core Relic to hope for eternal life!"
Red-Faced Old Monk and others congratulated in unison.
"Thank you all fellow disciples Protector for your friendship!"
Golden Bell Elder suppressed the golden light on his body, stood up and saluted Red-Faced Old Monk and others to thank him.
"Haha, Golden Bell Elder, indeed you have the deepest foundation. After the abbot, you are the second person to achieve Golden Core Relic." An old monk laughed.
"Golden Bell is just a little impatient. All of you Elder have accumulated as much as me. I think you will be able to succeed soon Tribulation Transcendence and condense Golden Core Relic."
Golden Bell Elder smiled and said modestly.
"Golden Bell Elder, now you have also become Golden Core. With the addition of the host, we Hanging Sky Mountain now have two Golden Core Realm. Now, let me see who else dares to insult me Hanging Sky Mountain again!"
Another old monk said excitedly.
"Kumu Elder said that, but what about Ghost-Faced Mysterious Man not long ago?"
Hearing this, Golden Bell Elder also looked solemn. "Don't worry, Evil Demon is just relying on Spirit Artifact's advantage, and his own strength is not much.
If he dares to come again, he will never come back!
Even if he doesn't come, I will go out and search for his traces after I stabilize my realm.
I, Hanging Sky Mountain, have so many disciples, how can I die in vain! "
Golden Bell Elder When I think of the disciples who died tragically under Ghost-Faced Mysterious Man that day, my heart aches.
Because his two most proud disciples also died in the hands of Evil Demon.
So he had already decided that one day, he would kill that Evil Demon with his own hands.
Just when a group of Hanging Sky Mountain old monks were thinking about how to find that Evil Demon.
Suddenly, a faint voice came from above their heads.
"Really, then I am here now, what can you do?"
"Who?!"
Golden Bell Elder, Red-Faced Old Monk and others were shocked and suddenly looked up to the sky.
Then they saw a figure standing in the sky against the light.
Wearing a black robe, with a Golden Shuttle under his feet, and a Ghost Face Mask on his face, he was looking at them coldly.
"It's you!!"
"Evil Demon!!"
When they saw the figure clearly in the sky, all the old monks suddenly opened their eyes wide.
What's more, it almost made the corners of my eyes pop.
One can imagine how much impact the appearance of Lu Qing had on their hearts.
What shocked them even more was that Lu Qing touched the top of their heads, but they still didn't know anything about it.
If Evil Demon had made a sneak attack just now, wouldn't they have no defense at all?
This Evil Demon's stealth technique is so terrifying! But after the shock, excitement followed.
Just now, they were still thinking about how to find Evil Demon and avenge the dead disciples.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, this Evil Demon came to my door.
"Evil Demon! How dare you show up on your own initiative?!"
The red-faced Elder looked excited, and immediately took out a Vajra Pestle magic weapon and was about to activate it.
Other old monks also used their magic weapons to attack Lu Qing.
Although Evil Demon is powerful and possesses Spirit Artifact, they also have Golden Bell Elder, the newly promoted Golden Core Realm overhaul.
With everyone working together, even if they possess Spirit Artifact, they will definitely be able to kill Evil Demon on the spot, with no return! Golden Bell Elder was equally surprised by the sudden appearance of Lu Qing.
With his spiritual sense of the Golden Core Realm, he was definitely not able to detect the arrival of Lu Qing in advance.
But when he thought that the other party had Spirit Artifact under his control, he felt relieved.
Might of a Spirit Artifact has endless magical uses. It has the ability to conceal aura, Block Karma.
This Evil Demon must have used the power of Spirit Artifact to hide its aura, so that it could hide from its own perception and appear here!
Thinking of this, Golden Bell Elder suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at Lu Qing coldly.
"It's true that there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you rush into it. Evil Demon, do you really think that you can do whatever you want if you control a Spirit Artifact? Today I will take away your Spirit Artifact, and use the boundless Buddhism to send you to the eighteenth level of hell! Repent to the souls of the many disciples of me, Hanging Sky Mountain, who died tragically at your hands!"
After saying that, a golden light emerged from Golden Bell Elder's body, and a powerful aura erupted, suppressing all directions, like a strong wind sweeping across, making the trees within a few miles tremble.
"Golden Bell Elder!"
The other old monks felt the powerful power of Golden Bell Elder, and they were all in high spirits.
Especially Red-Faced Old Monk, he is even more determined.
The power that Golden Bell Elder unleashed was even more powerful than when Evil Demon activated Spirit Artifact that day.
This Evil Demon must be doomed this time!
However, in the face of the passionate sentiments of the old monks below, the expression of Lu Qing in the sky did not change at all.
It was still like looking at a group of clowns, looking at them with cold eyes.
This gaze directly stimulated the old monks below.
Golden Bell Elder was furious. "You are just pretending to be a ghost! Can you, Evil Demon, stand in the sky above Hanging Sky Mountain? Get off here!"
Before he finished speaking, the golden light on his body turned into a Buddha palm dozens of feet in size and blasted towards the sky, trying to knock Lu Qing down from the sky.
At the same time, Red-Faced Old Monk and others who had already formed a formation also urged their own Buddhist Treasure Artifact.
What are Vajra Pestle, Golden Bowl, Precept Saber, Zen Staff, etc., all blooming with golden light, following the Buddha's palm, and blasting towards Lu Qing.
For a moment, the entire sky was shining with golden light, and many Buddhist Treasures, headed by Golden Bell Elder's Buddha palm, were like a huge golden dragon, bombarding towards Lu Qing.
The tyrannical power made the surrounding Heavenly Laws shake.
Lu Qing's figure was as small as a moth before a landslide.
However, in the face of such a terrifying attack, Lu Qing's eyes remained indifferent, without any fluctuation.
"I don't know whether to live or die."
Then he made a palm print with his hand and made a palm print.
Following the palm print of Lu Qing, the surrounding Heavenly Laws suddenly became restless.
The spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius began to boil like boiling water, gathering at an extremely rapid rate.
In the blink of an eye, a giant mana palm that was several miles in size and glowed with Five-Colored Glaze light appeared.
It was condensed in the disbelieving gazes of the old monks.