Devouring Chaos

Chapter 187: Incense and Merit Training Method

"Do you think you can defeat me just by relying on your numbers? That's ridiculous!"

"I am in the late Qi Hai realm."

The monk looked indifferent, and a huge Buddhist light shot out from his fingertips and fell into the Buddhist beads.

The Buddhist beads turned into stars all over the sky, smashing down on everyone.

The monk blocked the attack of Guan Xiaobai and others by himself?

In the competition, we can see how great the auxiliary role of spiritual weapons is for cultivators.

A good spiritual weapon that suits you will definitely be a great help in a duel.

Guan Xiaobai no longer hid his abilities and immediately threw out 10 World-Suppressing Imperial Cauldrons.

It was also the first time that he used all the imperial spiritual weapons in battle.

After activating the spiritual weapon, Guan Xiaobai felt that the true spiritual energy in his body was like the water released from a flood, rushing into the imperial cauldron like flowing water.

Instantly, 10 large tripods were activated, transforming into giant tripods as tall as a person, and surrounding the middle-aged monk, blocking all the monk's escape routes.

The sudden change caught the monk off guard.

He could feel the extraordinaryness of these 10 large tripods.

His face changed from calm to livid, and then to jealous.

He had only heard of this set of spiritual weapons, but it was the first time he had seen it. If he had this set of spiritual weapons in his hands, he could easily defeat all those who were against him without much effort.

"You little brat, this set of spiritual weapons should not belong to you. Let me keep it for you. I will let you off for damaging the city today. How do you think?"

The monk said with a twinkling look in his eyes.

"Haha, monk, you still don't understand your situation. Now you are the fish and I am the chopping board. You should think about how to survive instead of coveting my spiritual weapon."

Guan Xiaobai showed his white teeth and smiled.

Now the monk's magic beads are being restrained by several ghost Taoists. If the monk has no other means, he will be trapped to death by his own Emperor Ding.

Sure enough, in the sky, the starlight beads thrown out by the monk were entangled by the ghost Taoist's spiritual weapon. A few beads jumped, but could not break through the encirclement of several people.

Now the monks are trying to recall the Buddhist beads for self-defense, but it is difficult.

The monk tapped his hands and yelled, but the Buddhist beads in the air just couldn't turn around. He was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

He didn't even have time to respond to Guan Xiaobai's blatant mockery.

"Damn it,"

The monk roared, stretched out his arms, and Buddha's light shone on his body. The cassock on his body floated up, emitting light, blocking the pressure of the cauldron.

It turns out that the monk's robes are also a spiritual weapon.

Sanjie, who was not far away, saw this and thought to himself that it was not good.

This cassock is a treasure in my senior brother’s safe. It is usually not used unless his life is in danger.

Thinking of this, Sanjie retreated without leaving a trace, getting farther and farther away from the battle circle. He and Gao Yan were already fighting at the edge of the city wall, and in a few steps they had stepped out of the city.

After taking a look at Sanjie’s figure that had turned into the size of an ant, the senior brother almost got angry.

"Brother Sanjie, what are you doing? Once I show you my robes, I will be invincible. When the spiritual energy in these villains' bodies is exhausted, I will retreat without a fight. Then, won't I be able to control them?"

The sound traveled dozens of miles.

Of course Sanjie heard it and gave a hypocritical smile.

"Hehe, of course I believe in your strength, don't worry, I will kill my opponent and come to support you right away."

But the senior brother felt disappointed when he saw the two figures getting farther and farther away.

It is obvious that my junior brother is going to abandon me.

The veins on the brother's forehead were throbbing, and he knew in his heart that he could no longer rely on this unreliable brother, and could only fight these people alone.

Seeing the defensive posture the monk took.

Guan Xiaobai sneered.

"Do you want to use up all the spiritual energy in my body? I'm afraid you've made a mistake. The last thing I need is the Soul-Restoring Pill."

Meng Lang usually refines this kind of consumable medicine whenever he has time, and now everyone has a lot of it.

To be honest, it is convenient to have an alchemist around. I have never been short of recovery pills.

At this time, everyone took out the pill bottles in their arms, raised their heads and swallowed a few pills, and continued to control the spiritual weapons to fight.

The monk saw that several people who had been depressed became full of energy again after taking the pills, and he suddenly felt like he had swallowed a fly.

"See how many recovery pills you have available."

The monk snorted angrily.

Guan Xiaobai smiled oddly and kept stirring the cauldron to surround and attack the monk.

The monk used his robes to defend himself while controlling the Buddhist beads. The sweat on his forehead had long since dried up, and his face had turned a sallow color.

A quarter of an hour passed.

After Guan Xiaobai's team took the Soul-Restoring Pill three times in a row, the monk finally collapsed and was the first to be unable to hold on.

Although he was in the late Qi Hai realm and had abundant spiritual energy in his body, it was finally consumed.

"You evil thieves, go to hell with me."

The monk finally decided to give it a try.

He knew that if he continued to consume and wear out like this, he would not even have the chance to fight again and would only be able to wait for death.

The monk roared loudly, and Buddha's light shone. The strong Buddha's light actually forced back the large cauldrons surrounding it.

Guan Xiaobai knew that the monk was fighting for his life, so he supplied spiritual energy to the cauldron without paying, and at the same time stuffed a handful of Huiling pills into his mouth.

The monk had profound knowledge of Buddhism. A faint halo appeared behind his head and at the same time a white relic floated out from his forehead. Under the shining Buddha's light, it looked so holy and inviolable.

"The monk is going to explode his own relics and destroy his own Buddha foundation. Everyone be careful."

After seeing this, Gui Daozi reminded everyone.

"You forced me to do this. Let's die together."

The monk frantically urged the relics, which grew larger and smaller in the air and could explode at any time, bombarding everyone.

But every time the relic was on the verge of collapse, the monk would gather a little bit of strength.

He has practiced Buddhism for a long time and his achievements have not been easy. How could he really destroy his own future? If the relic really exploded, he would die immediately.

At this moment, he hated the people in front of him, and of course the Three Rings.

He didn't expect Sanjie to be so insidious and cunning. He swore that he would kill these people if he had the chance, skin them alive, and make them light Buddhist lamps and accompany him in practicing Buddhism and beating wooden fish day and night, so that their souls would be completely purified under the cleansing of Buddhist teachings.

Guan Xiaobai smiled coldly.

It turned out that this monk was a coward and was trying to use this to scare off his own people.

Unfortunately, he didn't buy it.

Even if the monk's relics really exploded, he was not afraid, because he believed that his cauldron could withstand it.

The sound of the cauldron became more rapid, and it had become a shadow spinning around the monk.

Thinking of this, Guan Xiaobai activated the sealing power of the cauldron. In an instant, he felt that the cauldron had created an independent space, and most of the spiritual energy in his body disappeared.