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Chapter 323 Le Tian Ning Gang

Puff!

"Sound wave power!"

"Ah, don't gather together! Spread out!"

The evil disciples were caught off guard by Libie's sudden attack.

They all suffered varying degrees of damage at once.

The first few fell to the ground.

"Surround them, spread out!"

"Amitabha."

Libie put his hands together, his face indifferent.

The evil disciples around him naturally would not give him a second chance to send out sound waves.

Squeak, squeak~

Various attacks came one after another.

Libie remained motionless, but the Duowen gourd beside his ear seemed to shake slightly.

Just when the attack behind him was about to succeed, Libie seemed to have eyes behind his head, and his body was like a butterfly flying through flowers. He took a few steps in the air, turned around and swung out two palms.

Bang bang!

Obviously, the opponent did not expect that he would not retreat but advance. For a moment, he was panicked and was hit by Libie, who opened a gap abruptly.

The Duowen Gourd has the ability to hear sounds, and transmits all the surrounding sounds to Libie's ears.

Before the other party could react, Libie suddenly turned back, and the aura on his body dissipated, and in an instant condensed into the figure of an old monk.

He held a three-foot fire stick, and there was a rising green smoke on his head, and the heart aura of a green drum had formed on his chest.

Libie opened his mouth slightly, and at the same time, the fire stick in his hand hit his heart aura on his chest, making thunderous sounds.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

Le Tian Ning Gang!

The top innate Ning Gang of the Yixin Zen Temple of the Killing Temple.

The so-called 'Le Tian' is actually Kinnara, one of the Eight Immortals, which means 'Music Heaven'.

Kinnara itself is the singing god among the Buddhist gods.

Many years ago, the Eight Immortals gathered in the Blood Sea Secret Realm, and the Kinnara clan had not disappeared.

It was at that time that Yixin Zen Temple obtained this method of Ning Gang, and it was unexpected that Libie actually learned it.

His heart is also extraordinary, named 'Thunder Sound Drum'.

'Put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha on the spot. '

Don't look at it as only eight words.

But every word is sent out with the help of the 'Thunder Sound Drum' heart. Those monks who were filled with Zen sound instantly changed their faces, and 'Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot' echoed in their minds.

In a moment, the weapons in his hands shook, as if lightning was born.

Clang!

The weapons fell to the ground one after another, and those monks stood there like stone statues, unable to move.

"What's going on!"

"Why did my knife fall!"

"Why can't I move!"

"Me too!"

"This monk is so weird!"

On the other hand, the separation was not much better. Just now, he barely used the cultivation of the late Xiantian to beat the Thunder Sound Drum, and until this time, his soul was still shaking, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"Puff!"

Finally, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and quickly took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it, and then he recovered a little.

However, the heart-stirring eight characters he just sent out could only relieve the worries for a while, and these people would recover soon.

And the most important thing is that the heart-stirring eight characters just now, while fixing the enemy, the sound waves also spread far away, which has attracted the attention of others.

In an instant, all the trial disciples from all directions rushed to this position.

Libie knew that something was wrong, and endured the discomfort of his body and began to flee far away to the mountain.

And just at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd and followed Libie.

"Hahaha, where are you running, Libie!"

This person is none other than Wu Jianbai, the Luosheng messenger of the Ghost Cult.

In the Ghost Cult, he is as famous as He Cangwu, the Jackdaw Messenger, and Jing Congling, the Black Rope Messenger.

He is one of the disciples with the highest cultivation in this trial, and is already in the early stage of the inner scene. It's just that because of his slightly older age, he is not much concerned in the Ghost Cult.

When Libie's Heart Qi was released just now, although he was also affected, he had been hiding behind the crowd and broke free from the state of being fixed with his profound cultivation.

Libie secretly thought that it was not good, and hurriedly condensed the innate Qi to fight the enemy. The fire stick was covered on his head, and the speed was extremely fast, and it actually ignited a flame in the air.

It was a bit like the legendary "Burning Wood Sword Technique".

But Wu Jianbai snorted coldly, and suddenly a gloomy ghost aura rose from his body, condensing into two huge gloomy doors!

It was his ghost gate condensation, and these two doors were actually the Rashomon connecting to hell.

Bang!

When the fire stick hit the Rashomon, Libie was immediately shocked back three steps before he could stand firm.

On the other hand, Wu Jianbai stood there, motionless.

What a hard door of hell!

Libie frowned slightly.

He was in the late innate cultivation, which was far from Wu Jianbai's inner realm.

Libie gritted his teeth, took advantage of the retreat, directly distanced himself, and suddenly turned his head and glared.

"Om (an), Ma (ma), Ni (ni), Ba (ba), Mi (mei), Hum (hong)!"

The six-character mantra of Buddhism.

It is also the top sound wave method of Yixin Zen Temple.

The six-character mantra condensed into six golden characters and directly hit Wu Jianbai's Rashomon.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, an inexplicable ghost totem appeared on the Rashomon, with green faces and fangs, like hell ghosts.

As soon as the six-character mantra touched the totem on the Rashomon, the hell ghost opened its mouth and swallowed the mantra text in one gulp, and disappeared in an instant.

Wu Jianbai smiled evilly: "Libie, don't struggle."

"All the disciples of the Killing Temple have been rewarded by the black market. You are actually sending yourself to death by participating in this trial."

"The entire Southern Xinjiang, both the good and evil, regard the Killing Temple as a thorn in their eyes."

"This time, you can't escape even if you have wings."

"Hehehe!"

Libie had just cast six mantras in a row, and now his internal energy was surging and consumed a lot.

Hearing this again, he was anxious and angry.

"Master Wu, aren't you afraid of revenge from the Killing Temple?"

"Revenge?"

"Revenge who? All the sects in the entire Southern Xinjiang?"

"Can you kill them?"

At this point, Wu Jianbai's eyes suddenly became sinister, and he said confidently:

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. You, the Killing Temple, have offended too many people, and too many people don't want to see you rise."

"So... just surrender!"

Before he finished speaking, a gloomy ghost aura had already been released around him.

Hualala.

The two Rashomons trembled slightly, as if something was about to come out from behind the door.

Rumble~

The next moment, the two Rashomons began to slowly separate from the middle.

Woo woo woo~

Just by opening a small gap, Libie felt the gusts of cold wind coming.

It was freezing cold, and even the soul seemed to be frozen.

So cold!

Libie frowned, secretly guessing that behind the Rashomon must be Wu Jianbai's inner wonders.

Wu Jianbai's face was solemn, and there seemed to be some fear in his eyes.