"Great Khan, there are living Buddhas guarding this place, and there are also a group of powerful Qi Refining Sanren to help. It will be fine, and we can successfully cut off the Dragon Qi in the Central Plains. At present, the Ming army is attacking tightly. If there is a slight mistake, Jianzhou will not be able to survive.

Paul, the Great Khan, it’s better to go back and take charge.”

"How could I, a Manchurian, be so useless? My brothers Daishan, Dorgun, and Manggurtai, who are not majestic heroes, would be afraid of the rabble of the Ming Dynasty. Besides, my father came here to borrow the living Buddha

With this force, he connected with the kings of Eastern Mongolia and used the Mongolian cavalry to kill the Ming army with a carbine. Mr. Fan was overly worried."

A tall and big Jurchen young man with golden light shining between his eyebrows said to Fan Wencheng in a deep voice. This young man is Huang Taiji.

"Of course King Khan's clever plan is foolproof, but I'm worrying too much." Fan Wencheng hurriedly bowed on his horse. "It's just that King Khan has to act in a hurry. This is after all a battle between Qi refiners. We can't help. King Khan

No need to waste time here.”

"I always feel uneasy, as if the enemy in fate is about to appear. Look again!" Nurha Equator.

"I feel the same way!" said the Jurchen young man, "but our Qing Dynasty has been ordered by heaven, and our army is everywhere and invincible. The Qi Refiners who assist our Qing Dynasty are also supposed to be victorious in every battle."

"The time has not come yet. The name of the country is still Hou Jin and has not been changed to Qing yet." Fan Wencheng muttered secretly in his heart, but did not dare to say it out.

Liu Zongzhou, Huang Daozhou, Wang Xianren, and Qi Jiguang, the four top masters, flew in first, and when they saw the dense golden net on the top of the Helan Mountain, they roared angrily.

Qi Jiguang took the lead in raising the rotten silver spear, concentrating his energy and mind, and controlling the spear with his mind. All his energy and mind were concentrated into one shot, which was ten times brighter than the silver light before, and he struck down with a crash.

Liu Zongzhou released the Ice Soul Cold Light Ruler, Huang Daozhou took out the Mo Gong Divine Sword, and Wang Xianren waved the Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword.

The four colors of white, blue, black and cyan are intertwined, and the force of thunder falls down.

The four great masters have joined forces. Even though Suonan Gyatso has cultivated the Great Sun Tathagata Yuan Shen Seal and has the Sumeru Ming King Pan in his hand, after all, he is not the invincible old demon of Montenegro.

Then, the golden wire made a few chirps, and a big hole was broken through it. The four great masters rushed in. Behind them, the Tianjian trio scattered, and the sword lights of the two elders of Qingcheng filed down.

Suonan Gyatso was still unhurried. The great sun Tathagata's spirit rose up like a red sun, and the Buddha's light soared like fireworks, blocking the way in front of everyone.

"Why are you acting against nature and not afraid of being punished by God?"

"When a human being is alive, there are things he should not do and things he must do. Old Lama, you don't need to say more. Today is not your death, but my death. There is nothing more to say."

Wang Xianren, Qi Jiguang, Huang Daozhou, and Liu Zong were surrounded on Thursday, and without saying a word, they started fighting on the spot.

Seeing this, Suonan Gyatso quickly offered sacrifices to King Xumi Ming. Amidst the singing of sandalwood and Buddhist chants, a dazzling golden light surged into a mountain of Xumi and crashed into the sky. Wherever it went, there was a violent roar, flying sand and rocks, and the void was faint.

Cracks can be seen.

At the same time, the primordial spirit of the Great Sun Tathagata transformed into a huge Buddha's hand with a radius of dozens of acres, and cooperated with the Sumeru Mountain to catch fish from the sky, just like the Buddha used the five-finger mountain to suppress the monkey.

"This lama really has something extraordinary. His magic power has increased." Huang Daozhou and Liu Zongzhou felt the pressure increase sharply. The sky in Helan Mountain seemed to be stuck with glue, and it was difficult to make rapid changes. They quickly used Xuan Gong and performed all kinds of exercises.

The magic weapon of refinement.

Suddenly, I saw Sonam Gyatso sitting down physically, and suddenly he and the five kings beside him raised their heads, and their mouths moved and opened their mouths!

Six Sanskrit fonts made of colored glaze were spat out from the mouth, and with a sway, they expanded from the size of a palm to the size of a door panel, and flew towards them lightly.

When Zodiac saw Monday, the Mo Gong Sword turned into a black and faint brilliance and flew away, hitting a Sanskrit character in the middle. I thought it could be split with one sword, but I didn't know that the Sanskrit mantra seemed light and airy, but it was surprisingly powerful. The Mo Gong Sword first touched it.

, immediately let out a whine and flew back upside down.

Huang Daozhou was shocked in his heart. He didn't even have time to change his mind. The Sanskrit mantra suddenly accelerated and hit his body. The treasure light burst and several protective magic weapons were immediately shattered. His energy and blood were also shaken. Fortunately, his magic power was so strong that he roared and escaped the soul.

It came out and turned into a circle of white gas surrounding it, so that the physical body was not shattered. Even so, the soul also lost a lot of vitality.

Looking closely, Liu Zongzhou was also hit. He was not much better than himself.

Only Wang Xianren and Qi Jiguang, both old and tough, were not injured, but they were still in a fierce battle with the Great Sun Tathagata.

"The old lama gathered the power of three thousand disciples to activate the Tripitaka Mantra. It is extremely powerful. It cannot be touched head-on."

Below Sonam Gyatso, five kings and six mouths opened and closed like floating fish, spitting out Sanskrit mantras one after another, flying in the sky. This made the two Confucian masters very embarrassed.

"Your master Tianshan Swordsman Ling Gongshan is a master of swordsmanship. Why do you ignore good and evil and help evil?"

The Three Heavenly Swordsmen flew down and saw a young man coming up with a shark-skin sword stuck on his back. They recognized him as Tang Chuhou, the Wandering Dragon Swordsman of the Tianshan Sect.

Marquis Chu of the Tang Dynasty said loudly: "We Qi refiners only respect the numbers of heaven and do not care about right and wrong. Moreover, under the way of heaven, everyone is treated equally, so how can there be a distinction between good and evil?"

"That's nonsense!" Fang Xuejian was furious. He raised his hand and saw a magic weapon that looked like a jade slip. Tang Chuhou sneered and drew out his sword to block it. With a bang, dozens of demons flew out from below. It was Ba Li, the Demon King of Yin Feng.

In the Ming Dynasty, the wolf king Huo Xu, the master of Yushu, Yin Wuchang, Yin Wujiu, the ten ghosts in Fengdu, and the old demon Jue Gong fought with everyone and became a massacre.

The lama below remained motionless and continued to chant sutras.

The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds.

Below it is the river and mountains, and above it is the star.

The fight between the two parties was in full swing. Although the four great masters were fierce, Sonam Gyatso and the five great guardian Dharma kings relied on three thousand lamas to form a large formation as their backing. Their magic power was almost endless, and they also had the supreme magic weapon Sumeru Ming King Pan.

Don't fall behind, stay at ease.

At this moment, the sky was shaking with fighting, and the sound of murmuring truths covered the sky. Somehow, suddenly, a sound of singing penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks and entered the battlefield.

"Who?" Nurhachi, Huang Taiji and Fan Wencheng below also heard it. They quickly raised their eyes and looked around, only to see that the sky was empty and there was nothing. They were confused.

"Khan, look?"

On the grassland at the foot of the mountain, a man was walking with a flute and singing loudly. He was walking like flowing water. As he approached, he turned out to be a young man. He was dark-skinned and had big ears that almost hung down from his shoulders. His hands were longer than his knees. He was looking towards Nurhachi.

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Nurhachi's heart trembled, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. He already touched the handle of the knife and held it tightly.

For some reason, I felt cold on my back and my palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Shh!" He breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the young man only glanced at it and walked towards the mountain. He sang loudly:

"What people call awe-inspiring is so vast that it can only fill the sky!"

"The Imperial Road will be held during the Qingming Festival, and the Hanhe Tuming Courtyard will be visited during the Qingming Festival. When the time comes, we will see the best of times, and we will draw pictures one by one!"

Wherever the song went, metal and stone cracked, clouds broke through the sky, and the shaking on the ground gradually subsided. The lamas who came down the mountain showed surprise as they saw the young man walking up the mountain step by step.

"Father Khan, I'm going to kill him!" Huang Taiji couldn't hold it anymore and raised the reins.

"No, let's go!" Nurhaci stopped him, jumped up his horse, ran towards the east, and disappeared on the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"Hey?! Where did this weird boy come from?" Suonan Zongcuo was shocked and was about to kill him. Unfortunately, the soul was entangled by the four great masters and could not be separated at all.

"What a righteous song, could it be that Wen Tianxiang has the spirit!" Huang Daozhou and Liu Zongzhou came from Confucianism. When they heard the singing, they felt a surge of awe-inspiring energy rushing towards their faces. Originally, their body and mind were restrained by the mantra, but now they suddenly became enlightened and immediately took sharp action.

Doubled.

Suonan Gyatso secretly said: "It must be that the Qi of the Central Plains is not strong enough. No wonder Yi Tianyang said that this feat requires the founding of the Qing Dynasty and the emperor emerging from Tai Chi. There is little hope of success this time."

When I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a loud roar, and a big gun of broken silver actually broke through the barrier of Yuan Shen and plunged straight into the top of my head.

"Qi Jiguang, you have such magical powers. I just want to see if you have such good luck next time!"

Suddenly, three thousand lamas achieved nirvana at the same time. Suonan Gyatso's soul and the Sumeru Pan were all withdrawn. The Buddha's light flashed rapidly, the sky was spinning, and the entire Helan Mountain was empty, and all the lamas were missing.

"It will consume at least half of the mana of three thousand lamas to perform the Great Teleportation of the Mando of Heaven and Earth. Within ten years, there will be no more trouble. Let's go down and see, who is this person?"

Huang Daozhou is also a young talent. He had many adventures before he became a master. He was a little surprised when he saw that the person who helped him at the critical moment was the same age as himself.

"Back then, Basiba, the Imperial Master of the Yuan and Meng Dynasties, also used the two realms and ten directions of the Great Tibetan Mantra to suppress the Dragon Vein. Wen Tianxiang also resisted, but it was a pity that the success fell short. It is really gratifying to see the true biography of the Zhengqi Song again."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the evil spirits had already left completely. Everyone fought off the [*] Lama and walked down the mountain. They met with the black young man who came to relieve the siege.
Chapter completed!