Locust

Chapter 349: The Universe in Your Palm
In the turbulence of the void.

"What...is going on?" Cao Cuo's soul hooked up with the rosewood sword, trying to find out what abnormality had occurred...

suddenly!

A chuckle came from the voice: "You, a junior, have a pretty good sense of vigilance. You actually saw the problem so quickly."

Cao Cuo's heart tightened, the Chaotic God Sword was still flying away and did not stop.

Who is it that can catch up with the Luan Shen Sword Escape?
He looked around, but there was still the same frozen starry sky, and he found no one who made any noise.

The strength of those who come is unfathomable.

Cao Cuo tried his best to calmly say: "May I ask who the senior is? Can you show up and meet me?"

"Appear?" The voice suddenly laughed, "I have already appeared, but your realm is low and you cannot see the true form of the Dharma..."

The voice just fell.

The void twisted, and the starry sky that had just solidified disappeared like a curtain, revealing the true background behind it...

As far as the eye can see, there is a deserted continent, vast and boundless...

No, not right.

This... is not a continent, but a boundless big hand. The Chaos God Sword shines on the palm prints of this big hand, flying away at extremely fast speeds, but never escaping from the palm of its hand.

"Senior is... the true sage of Mahayana!" Cao Cuo was horrified and lost his voice.

The terrifying coercion possessed by this big hand is superior to all living things, and it controls the laws of heaven. It seems that endless mysteries of the universe are being nurtured in it.

It is indistinguishable from the sleeping devil flower that was rooted in the stars at a glance across the void...

This kind of terrifying coercion, a power that far exceeds the realm of calamity, can only be possessed by the true sage of Mahayana.

Whoever comes is an enemy, not a friend. I cannot sit idly and wait for death!
Cao Cuo was heartbroken, connected with the symbiosis induction, activated the Lantern Technique, directly burned the essence of the millions of green locusts, and pushed the power of the crowd to its peak.

sizzle...

A ball of red lotus karma fire burned blazingly and instantly enveloped his whole body. He simultaneously activated the two realms of great teleportation in the void and the remaining dazzling sword light, and suddenly burrowed into the void...

However, only for a moment.

"Bang!" Cao Cuo fell directly out of the void, and his magic power, including the millions of green locusts, had been banned.

A sneer came: "You are so brave, junior. Knowing that I am a Mahayana true saint, and falling into the universe in the palm of your hand, you dare to move an ax and use the void escape technique. You really don't know the heights of the world!"

Then, a face as big as a star appeared above the big hand.

He had the appearance of a majestic middle-aged man, but his beard was a mess of tree roots.

"Crack!" A sound.

The colorful sword light on the rosewood sword dried up and fell into Cao Cuo's hands. His pupils shrank suddenly and he looked around to examine his situation...

What a huge Dharma form!
In the endless void, a majestic and majestic law true body like a star is suspended here.

His whole body was made of a kind of tree roots, woven into the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist, wearing a green robe and carrying a simple wooden sword on his back. The terrifying coercion spread from his body to the world.

Behind Taoist Xingchen is a dark red ancient star with five layers of halo, emitting a unique aura of torture.

It is the aura of the fifth-level prison.

The true body of Taoist Xingchen is as tall as the fifth-level prison!
At this moment, Cao Cuo was like a speck of dust, falling on the Taoist's right hand, weak and weak.

His heart suddenly hit rock bottom.

In front of this Mahayana True Saint, I am so small and vulnerable...

This time, it seems that there is no escape, life and death cannot be controlled.

Cao Cuo managed to calm down, raised his head, and asked loudly: "I dare to ask, senior, why do you keep this junior here?"

Taoist Xingchen said with a half-smile, "It's okay to tell you. My Taoist name is 'Nagarjuna', and he is the Mahayana Saint of the Sword Washing Pond."

"As for why you are detained here, I believe you already know it."

Cao Cuo smiled bitterly and said: "This junior has nothing to do with the Sword Washing Pond. The only thing that offended your sect is that he stole the natal sword of Huaqing Capital this time."

"It's just that this mere ink-stained sword is worthy of the Mahayana True Sage's personal mission to recover it. This junior is truly horrified."

Lord Nagarjuna chuckled.

"It doesn't look like you are really confused, you are probably just pretending to be confused." He stared at the other party, grinned and said: "In the Mo Ran Sword, the remaining spirit of the sword demon has not been eradicated. It was originally to catch Wen Wenwen, but I didn't expect it. Before the fish arrived, only you, a small fish, was caught in the net, which wasted all my efforts."

Cao Cuo cupped his hands and said, "This junior is not worth mentioning. I hope that my seniors will be noble enough to spare me once."

The True Sage Nagarjuna smiled slightly and said: "A small fish is also a fish, how can it be treated lightly?"

"Since you are Mu Qingliu's favorite successor, you have also been taught by him personally, and you have learned the original scriptures, which is of great value. If you bring it back to the sword-washing pool, you may be able to get a glimpse of the devil's path and the path of the same flow from you. essence……"

Obviously, the Mahayana True Sage also knew exactly what the Son of Blood God said in the Hell World.

Cao Cuo smiled bitterly, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Longshu, please forgive me. The words spoken by the younger Blood God Son are all deceptions. There is not a single word of truth. I am not a descendant of Mu Qingliu, nor have I ever been taught by him personally."

The True Sage Nagarjuna sneered: "So what? You are used to knowing the original scriptures, and you can't do anything fake."

"In front of the Mahayana True Sage, your methods of concentrating and hiding your breath are all too superficial and useless."

"I've tasted the scent of the acquired Taoist fetus several times, how could I smell it wrong?" After a pause, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in surprise: "Hey! You millionaire This natal Gu insect is quite interesting. It has the same origin as you. The source of the insect is also contaminated with a faint aura of the fairy seed, which is different..."

"And this innate gourd also contains a portion of the acquired immortal material, plus the natal essence of the Bo Xun Demon Flower..."

"It seems that you, a junior, also have a lot of secrets in your body. You are also rich in wealth. You are a fat fish. Not bad!"

The Holy Sage Nagarjuna laughed loudly. He suddenly realized that the "fish catch" in front of him was probably not inferior to the sword demon, and his mood suddenly became very good.

The purpose of this layout was to capture the sword demon and eliminate a major enemy for the Taishang Sect in advance, so as to prevent the second Mu Qingliu from appearing in the world.

Unexpectedly, the Sword Demon did not come in person, but only sent a junior to sneak into the prison, and successfully stole the Mo Ran Sword from the hands of Huaqing Capital...

I thought the situation was ruined and all my hard work was in vain.

Now it seems that this junior god-incarnation also has amazing and peerless qualifications. His secrets and wealth are not simple, and it can be considered a big gain.

How could he not be happy?
Cao Cuo looked a little pale. He fell into the hands of such a Mahayana figure. With his current level of cultivation, he had no power to fight back.

Huh?
He suddenly felt that the rosewood sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

Aren't the three times of Chaotic God Sword Light left by Lu Qingmei exhausted?

How come this wooden sword still has some power left?

The True Sage Nagarjuna also noticed the slight movement of the "fish catch" in his palm, but did not take it to heart.

He smiled slightly and said: "You are a small worm, but you also want to shake a big tree?"

The voice fell.

He closed his big hands and directly sealed the junior among them into the universe in his palm. No matter how many small movements he made, he could not break this supreme magical power...

Glancing at the second level of the Hell, Nagarjuna saw the Immortal-Slaying Sword in it through the layers of Hell's barrier.

This Sword of Suppression was originally a secret move prepared to capture the sword demon Wen Rou.

If Mu Qingliu suddenly comes to the rescue, he can hold this sword and fight against Mu Qingliu. Even if he is not his opponent, he can still escape calmly with the captured sword demon...

Now that even the tenderness of the Sword Demon has not arrived, it is even less likely that Mu Qingliu will appear...

It's a pity that this Immortal Killing Sword would rather follow the Immortal Taoist Taoist Capital of Huaqing than be used by me.

Holy Saint Nagarjuna shook his head gently, suppressed his floating thoughts, and stepped into the void.

His star-like huge Dharma form is constantly shrinking, turning into a stream of light and falling into the depths of the endless void...

As long as we return to the Sword Washing Pond, if there is a way, we can get a glimpse of part of the inheritance of Mu Qingliu's demonic colleagues from the captured juniors, improve the foundation of the Sword Washing Pond, and increase the chance of winning against demons...

suddenly!

"What's going on?" Lord Nagarjuna suddenly pressed the escape light, with a look of shock on his face.

He suddenly felt that the universe in the palm of his right hand was constantly swelling, as if something sharp was making trouble in it, causing pain in the palm of his hand.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound.

The universe in the palm of my hand suddenly exploded and spread like a star cluster.

The endless terrifying power turned into circles of dazzling shock light waves, rippling in the void and lasting for a long time, as if they were painted in the void...

"Whoosh!"

The True Sage Nagarjuna grunted and stepped out of the void again.

The majestic and star-like Dharma form has reappeared, but its right hand has been completely broken and disappeared.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Countless tree roots are sprouting new tendrils and are being woven into a new hand to make up for the shortcomings of the true body of the Dharma.

Just now, the universe in his palm suddenly moved and was about to explode.

The Holy Saint Nagarjuna reacted in time, broke off his right hand, and escaped into the void. This way he avoided the sudden explosion of his magical power and hurt himself.

"Who are you?"

With sharp eyes, he stared at the center of the explosion of magical power. There was also a tall and tall Dharma Real Body, which was constantly absorbing the power spilled around and rapidly expanding in size...

The man was hidden in the white mist and could not be seen clearly.

The white light mist slowly dissipated, revealing a handsome and majestic figure.

"Mu Qingliu?" True Sage Nagarjuna lost his voice and his pupils shrank suddenly, "No, it's not the real body, it's just a manifestation of the Mahayana soul..."

Mu Qingliu's majestic Dharma form slowly opened his palms. Among them was Cao Cuo, who was holding a rosewood sword and looking confused.

Just now, the rosewood sword suddenly shined brightly, and a clone of the original Saint Mu Qingliu flew out.

As soon as he arrived, he turned his fingers into swords and swung out a gorgeous chaotic sword light that swept across the universe in his palm...

Just this sword.

Cao Cuo, who was in a desperate situation, was rescued from the supreme magical power of Nagarjuna...

(End of this chapter)