Tonkel Yuzhan looked around, and his shock suddenly turned into great joy, and he screamed in his heart, "I finally see you."
Tonkel immediately made a decision and dispersed all the power of the martial soul from his limbs.
Just when he put all the power of the martial soul into silence, the extremely powerful radiation energy also disappeared, which was extremely magical.
With his accurate judgment and operation, Torn Cole became more confident. If there was no chance of delaying his stay at this moment, he immediately grabbed the national protection treasure seal on the altar table.
It was only when he entered the location of the altar table at the center of the hall that he could clearly see the structure around the hall.
It turns out that there are tens of millions of gods and Buddhas enshrined in this hall. They are all wearing their hands and armor, and they are in various postures and poses in various shapes. Together, they seem to be a set of powerful martial arts skills.
Tonkel couldn't care less and immediately approached the altar table. He reached out and grabbed the treasure contained in the rosewood box on the altar table.
It was a square piece of red jade-like national protection treasure seal. It was like human blood injected into the transparent jade pendant. It was scarlet and very dazzling.
This kind of treasure is loved by almost everyone. No wonder the previous dynasty died because of it. It is indeed a treasure that can be compared to beauty and disaster.
Tonkel touched it fondly and was about to take the ruby out of the purple box.
Unexpectedly, there was a loud shout behind him, "Put your things down for the old monk."
He never dreamed that the two angry-eyed kings in front of the altar were actually people, not statues.
If such a disguise were seen by outsiders, even if the main hall was open and countless pilgrims were offering incense, they would never be able to tell.
At this moment, the two statues of gods and Buddhas suddenly seemed to be resurrected. They both waved their Zen staffs and rushed towards him.
In a state of shock, Tonkel thought to himself that no matter how powerful you are, the treasure is already in hand, and I will ask you to throw a rat weapon later, even if you are injured. We must first seize the hard-earned National Treasure Seal.
Having made up his mind, he stood by his convictions without hesitation. His hand immediately touched the piece of ruby that looked like human blood.
Chi! At this moment, Torn Cole realized that he had made a huge mistake. He had never thought of this ruby in his dreams. When you touch it yourself. It actually instantly produced an energy that heated him from his feet to the top of his head. It was like emptying the entire body and pouring molten iron along the blood vessels. The entire body was affected by the luster of ruby and emitted a magical light.
The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another behind him, and the sounds of "Boom!" and "Boom!" hit him hard on the shoulder. If it were an ordinary fleshy shoulder, it would have turned into meat at this moment.
Although Tonkel regretted it, the coffin was clear. Before his death, he happily accepted his fate. He just wanted to say sorry to these eminent monks who protected the treasure before he died.
Unexpectedly, just when he uncontrollably merged with Hong Yu, the national protection treasure seal actually stuck to his hand like a dog-skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off. At the same time, the power of the martial soul in his body erupted like a mountain torrent. Like, filling all the acupoints in the body. This was not what he wanted, but he was controlled by the National Protector Seal without any choice. Two loud noises came from behind, and when Tonkel screamed in his heart that I am going to die, a miracle happened at this moment.
The two iron rods that attacked him actually didn't hurt him at all. Instead, they were thrown to the smooth ground of the hall like two tall and powerful King Kongs, as if they were electrocuted. The two Vajras looked at each other at the same time and let out a sound of surprise. A carp jumped up and hit Tonkel again in an instant.
Tonkel's state at this moment was like an epileptic seizure. He was holding this treasure that he couldn't get rid of, and his whole body was convulsing violently.
Tonkel let out a cry, and an uncontrollable energy made him almost feel worse than death. He wished he could be beaten to death by a Zen stick. He was so conflicted that he almost wanted to commit suicide.
If he had known that this treasure seal was so evil, he would not have taken advantage of it even if he was killed. But it's too late to regret now. At this critical juncture, the only choice is to bite the bullet and face the difficulties.
The two old men who sneaked up from behind were one of Zhu Yuan's disciples, and the other was one of his peers, one of the Four Great Vajras. In terms of Wuhun combat power, he must be the master in the entire Xuanmen.
Tonkel slowly raised his breath and transferred the energy absorbed from the National Protector Seal from the fingers of his left hand to his wrist. After passing through the inner elbow, it quickly spreads toward the outer elbow, from which it is brought to the center and conducted to the internal organs. Up to his limbs, and finally his whole body, everything was filled with powerful martial soul power.
The two Zen staffs that hit his back did not hurt Tonkel at this moment. Instead, he carried all the martial soul power that had already exploded in his body. From another fatal situation, he saved his own life invisibly, which is as mysterious as it is mysterious.
Tonkel now finally realized what the treasure seal of protecting the country was. It turned out that this treasure seal actually had such magical energy.
Wherever the energy surged from the treasure seal, all the soul veins in his body seemed to be cracking. Immediately afterwards, he felt as depressed as if a fire was burning in his heart, as if it was about to explode at any time. The whole body was unstoppably hot, and the capillaries stood up. Every time I breathed in, there was a wave of heat, as if I was in scalding boiling water.
Fortunately, the two Zen staffs in the hands of the two Shaolong Temple Four Vajras who sneaked up on him from behind were able to absorb most of the unbearable energy. Tonkel instantly felt that the pressure suddenly decreased, and then the Tianling point on the top of his head felt a little cold amid the heat all over his body. The clear wisdom from here was like a beacon fire in the wild waves of the land and sea. Guide him to rational thoughts.
He gritted his teeth and endured the energy coming from the National Protector Seal. While turning around like a demon, he faced the main hall where darkness and light overlapped, and the hundreds of Shaolong Temple disciples outside the hall door. Holding the national protection treasure seal in one hand, he laughed wildly and said, "Whoever dares to come in, I will use Crush this treasure seal with your fingers. In the end, no one will get it."
A low and majestic voice announced outside the door and said, "The poor monk has a destiny. The donor has a destiny with our Shaolong Temple. But if the donor wants to destroy this sacred object, he will have to do it." No. All divine objects have visions. Isn’t it possible for mortals to make the decision to destroy them?”
Tonkel screamed in his heart, why didn't those two guys, Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan, stop them outside the bronze exhibition. And let Yuan come in.
Fortunately, there was a scarf covering his face, otherwise he would have had to find a crack in the ground to crawl in when facing such a master.
Although Tonkel didn't know the situation outside, he could clearly feel the energy from the National Protector Seal at this moment. It was concentrating into lines and filling up all the spare soul veins in his body. . What's even more terrible is that the energy pouring into his body from the treasure seal has pushed the natural endurance of his soul veins to the extreme. No longer able to withstand the energy from the treasure seal.
But at this moment, no one could move his whole body. Don't say take a step forward. It was extremely difficult to even move a finger, and it was even more impossible to drop the treasure in his hand.
Just when the embarrassment was in trouble, suddenly a strong wind blew.
It turned out that after the two Vajras who attacked him just now, there were actually two Vajras from Shaolong Temple dormant in the temple. The two injured Vajras at this moment have both found a place to heal their injuries. The other two Vajras, holding Zen staffs in their hands, struck at his back with great force. Out of the need to protect the treasure, Liao Yuan surprisingly did not stop him. He just kept chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice and kept spinning the rosary beads in his hand.
The features on Tonkel's face were almost tangled together. The two attacking Zen staffs were so powerful that before they even got close, a violent wave of air erupted in the space, which shows how powerful they are. But he couldn't dodge, let alone speak, and explain clearly to the other party that this was just a misunderstanding.
When the power of the treasure seal first invaded, he could still control the speed of walking within the soul vein. I hope I can use my innate soul power and the fire cloud spiritual power I got by chance. Together, we can transform the power of the invasion into our own energy.
It was as if a person was drinking water, and the water cup facing his mouth turned out to be the Yangtze River. No matter what, I can't swallow that much water.
The fierce power of the treasure seal rushed crazily into every gap in his soul veins with several times increased power. The power of the innate soul veins that was originally controllable was suddenly washed to pieces, including the martial soul vein body, and could no longer organize and absorb the energy of the treasure seal.
When all the scattered soul veins in the body are filled with that domineering power of invasion, it seems to have entered a kind of cultivator's nightmare. It seemed that he could no longer reverse his fate.
Just when he felt that his life was in danger, the two Zen staffs behind him came as promised, hitting his back and waist heavily one after the other.
Tonkel's whole body shook violently, and his head seemed to suddenly flash with a violent thunder, but surprisingly, he did not hear the sound of bone shattering as he expected.
On the contrary, the two angry-eyed King Kong behind him snorted in depression, and the situation was the same as before.
Chi Chi Chi!
Several wooden fish sounds were made in succession, although they were struck from ordinary wooden fish, but under the control of that mysterious master. But the wooden fish emits a heavenly Sanskrit sound that is like an enlightenment. Each sound is like a soul struggling crazily to save its life in the angry river and sea. Suddenly it has found the other side of the soul, as magical as a life-saving straw. Tonkel's whole body seemed to have a convulsive feeling that swayed with the rhythm.
That person was saving him, not harming him!
There was a bang in Tonkel's head, and he accelerated to bear the impact from the power of the martial soul in his body. In an instant, the depressed and irritable feeling disappeared, and turned into a feeling of relaxation all over his body.