Bank of The Universe

The Heavenly Emperor Brush suppresses the void, the Immortal Artifact lasts for a long time, and its momentum is unparalleled. If it is suppressed, the earth will shake and the mountains will shake, and everything will be silent.

The void is like frozen water, freezing Monk Tianmu. His body trembles and he struggles desperately, but he still can't get rid of it.

The coercion of the Emperor's Brush, coupled with Tian Guangming's full mana power.

It takes a lot of energy to sound the trigger once, and the trigger of the Emperor's Gate this time drained Tian Guangming in an instant.

"I told you, what I hate the most is the monk Youtian in the dharma name, you go to hell with me!" Tian Guangming sneered.

With a single thought, the Emperor's pen took the lead and wrote down the word 'death'.

A big word 'death' scared Monk Tianmu's complexion and his energy exploded.

Rumble!

It can be clearly seen that Monk Tianmu's whole body is about to burn. The thick true energy is like a flame, but it just can't break through this piece of sky.

Boom!

In the next second, the attack of the Emperor Pen came down.

The word'death' arrived as expected!

Tianmu's eyes widened, bloodshot inside, watching in horror.

He doesn't want to die!

He is the first disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy in the future, and can even fly to nine heavens and ten places, with a bright future.

How can you die here?

Die at the hands of a trash like Tian Guangming?

Tian Mu glanced at Tian Guangming with extreme unwillingness and resentment, only to find that Tian Guangming was smiling at him.

Laugh heartily!

Laugh so cheap!

Tian Guangming smiled and said: "If you don't come to kill me, everything will be fine. It's a pity, you just came to kill me!"

Tianmu vomited blood angrily, and stared at Tian Guangming resentfully, his eyes could kill, Tian Guangming had already died countless times.

But unfortunately, Tian Guangming is still alive and kicking.

It was the sky, after the word 'death' fell, he struggled hard, but he still couldn't get rid of it.

Click!

In the next second, Tianmu's eyes dimmed, the bloodshot inside slowly receded, and the breath all over his body faded and dissipated...

he died!

Died under the one-character attack of the Emperor's pen.

boom!

After Tianmu died, the power of the Emperor's Brush was also exhausted, and it fell into Tianguangming's hands.

The surrounding sky was like a mirror, which shattered with a click.

Monk Tianmu's body fell down, and Tian Guangming quickly moved away. Wouldn't it be worthwhile to be injured?

The sky is bright now, there are only a few faint wisps of Zhongzheng Qi in his body, and he has no fighting power.

If you want to recover completely, don't even think about it if you don't have about ten days.

That's why Tian Guangming didn't want to use the Emperor Brush.

Too much consumption!

One blow drained his energy, if this happened again, Tian Guangming would not know what to do.

"The momentum created just now is a bit loud, hurry up and slip away." Tian Guangming's body weakened and began to slip away.

After killing Monk Tianmu, Guangming Tian didn't want to search for the treasures in the corpse, because he knew that in this desert, Monk Tianmu was not the only one who came to kill him.

And just now when the fairy artifact came out, it was so powerful that it could be felt for thousands of miles around. Tian Guangming was afraid that it would take a little bit of effort, and it would be troublesome if other monks found it.

It is the best policy to slip away!

Tian Guangming was very smart, and while slipping away, he used the little energy he had left to communicate with Li Xiandao.

"Master, help!" Tian Guangming cried miserably, the voice was very aggrieved, the one who heard it cried, and the listener was sad.

It's a pity that Li Xiandao watched all this in Tiandi Bank.

Although Tian Guangming is very weak now, he is still alive and well.

In order to fear that he would be found, he climbed to the shadow of a sand dune and buried himself, only half of his head was outside.

Tian Guangming is really afraid of death!

"I've sent someone to save you." Li Xiandao sat on the chair, calmly said.

"It can't be monk Tianxin, this bald donkey wants me to die, master, you must tell him to hurry up.

"Tian Guangming screamed. He had been fighting with the bald donkey for the past few days, and he had a feeling of distrust towards the bald man.

"Shut up, if you continue to lie down, just fend for yourself and rush to the world barrier." Li Xiandao frowned and said.

Tian Guangming was shocked, and immediately got up, shook the sand on his body, and said excitedly: "Master, don't worry, I will be obedient, I will go to the world barrier."

Li Xiandao ended the call with Tian Guangming with a blank face, closing his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.

In the boundless desert, Tian Guangming couldn't fly this time, so he could only run on his way.

Fortunately, the ancient Buddha's land is full of spiritual energy. While absorbing the spiritual energy, he injected it into his legs to make himself flexible.

Although it is not as fast as flying, it is still galloping.

Just like that, Tian Guangming had been on the road for half a day. After running for an unknown amount of time, his mouth was parched and he was facing the scorching sun, but the endless desert still couldn't be seen.

Tian Guangming just stopped to rest.

But in the next second, with a bang, a huge monk held a magic pestle and slammed it down fiercely.

Rumble!

The endless yellow sand trembled, swept over more than ten meters high, and even sent the light of the sky flying, and smashed heavily on the ground, disgraced.

Bah bah bah!

Tian Guangming spat out the yellow sand in his mouth, and frowned at the monk.

Damn it, it's a monk again!

Tian Guangming couldn't help cursing angrily, is this Lao Tzu offending the monk?

"Monk Tianchi of Bodhidharma Academy came to kill the devil." The monk holding the demon-subduing pestle had a resolute face, and his aura was even more terrifying. He was not like ordinary people, but more powerful than Tianmu.

Tian Guangming looked around and asked suspiciously, "How did you catch up?"

The Tianchi monk looked at Tian Guangming angrily, and said with a sneer, "Because the demonic energy in your body is too strong, you killed countless monks from my Dalin Temple along the way, it's really cruel."

"I'm cruel to your mother, they are the ones who came to kill me, one or two pinched me like a soft persimmon, and then I smashed it, why don't you ask them if their brains are sick, saying that I have a devilish energy ?" Tian Guangming was so angry that he cursed.

boom!

Just after Tian Guangming yelled, a virtual Golden Dragon of True Qi flew up from the distant sky, and sitting on the golden dragon was an arhat with a cold face.

The monk who subdued the dragon and the golden body of Arhat is here!

He came here to avenge Tianmu, the golden body of Fuhu Arhat.

Rumble!

The monk with the golden body of Jianglong Arhat descended in an extremely terrifying manner, sweeping away the sand in a radius of a kilometer at once, forming a sandstorm.

"Damn the devil!" the monk with the golden body of Subduing Dragon Arhat shouted angrily.

boom!

And in the sandstorm, seven legendary Buddhist masters flew over and surrounded Tian Guangming. Everyone's face was very cold, watching Tian Guangming, wishing to tear Tian Guangming into pieces.

"Damn it, you killed me and dispatched a division's troops." Tian Guangming couldn't help cursing angrily when he saw the despair.