Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

The bat wings behind him spread out with a swishing sound, and there was a faint scarlet blood aura surrounding his body.

"Mom, my spirit and soul spells have no effect on this brainless thing!"

The Northeastern Fox Lady cursed and put on a magic robe. After thinking about it, she took out a magic sword from her backpack and pointed at the magic sword.

The three wastelanders on the side looked dumbfounded.

Takeda and Old John hugged each other tremblingly, their lips turning white from fear.

The priest said tremblingly: "Sir, those are the waves of aberrations! Lord Tyrannosaurus and Lord Anthony have the ability to fly, so they should be able to run now."

"Amitabha, there is no need to worry about the donors, just hand them over to me head-on."

Old monk Ruhuo still looked calm and composed, striding to the front of everyone and standing still with a T-step.

He suddenly lifted up the red cassock he was wearing, revealing a thin gray monk's robe.

A black lotus platform appeared at his feet, slowly lifting the old monk upwards.

A heavy sniper rifle that was at least two meters tall suddenly appeared in his hands, aiming towards the rumbling distance.

A bright yellow Buddhist fighting spirit circulated, and the old monk's originally compassionate expression changed instantly.

The phantom of a blue-faced and fanged Buddha shrouded him, and the pressure on him became stronger and stronger.

King Ming’s Dharma Appearance, Vajra with Angry Eyes!

On the bright silver barrel, Sanskrit inscriptions were lit up.

Inscribed on it is a Buddhist scripture - the Maha Nirvana Sutra!

Designed specifically for transcendence.

At the location of the energy slot, the six-character Buddhist mantra "Am Mani Bani Hum" flashes alternately, and the entire gun exudes a strong aura of awe from the inside out.

Anthony looked shocked, quickly stepped back a few meters, and said with lingering fear: "A gun made of mithril! Enchanted by Buddhist scriptures, engraved with the holy flame to exorcise demons, blessed with the power of merit, a legendary demon-killing weapon!"

"This gun, Dalong."

The old monk Ruhuo raised his gun and shot.

The red flames wrapped around the bullets and struck several kilometers away.

There was a strong explosion and fire, and several aberrations died instantly.

"The gun is like fire, purifying the karma in the world."

"The Buddha is smiling, I am the eminent monk."

"Lao Na, like fire!"

The dragon heavy sniper fired continuously like a rifle, the gunshots were like thunder, one shot faster than the other.

The holy flame to exorcise demons burned blazingly, reflecting the old monk's face that blended anger and compassion.

The lips moved slightly and the scriptures were recited silently.

Countless aberrations were shot dead on the spot before they even got close.

Before the time for close combat had come, Lu Wenwu asked curiously: "Master Ruhuo, how did you get involved with spear fighting and fighting spirit? Logically speaking, don't all Buddhist disciples use demon-subduing pestles, demon-subduing sticks, etc. Crescent shovel or something?”

“I have never cultivated good deeds in my life, I only love fighting fires on the battlefield.

"Suddenly a huge dragon emerged from the sky, chanting praises to the Buddha."

"A thunderbolt came on the battlefield, and today you know who I am."

The old monk said calmly, while his hand kept shooting.

"Instead of saying that I became associated with the gun, it would be better to say that I became associated with the Buddha."

"In addition to eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, Lao Na is also a quasi-A-level commander of the Xinglong Army."

"Vajra's eyes are angry, so he subdues the four demons."

"I have been in the army for more than fifty years and have experienced countless battles, big and small."

"Although I was inspired by the Buddha to escape into Buddhism, I still have the heart to save the country!"

"Buddhism can save people, but it cannot save them."

"Monks should be compassionate."

"I eliminate demons and save the country for the sake of - great! Compassion! Compassion!"

The tide of aberrations finally appeared in front of everyone.

Like a huge black wave, it came overwhelmingly.

The Wasteland trio had already been so frightened that they collapsed on the ground unable to get up.

The staff in Kashan's hand was not resting for a moment, and a large amount of magic light appeared on the bodies of the four main battlers.

The layers of auxiliary spells are superimposed together, almost turning the old monk Ruhuo standing on the lotus platform into a constantly flashing neon light.

"A heavy sniper attack blocked the wave ten days ago, and the aerial bomb flew to the ninth heaven."

"Look at the demons in all directions, and the tungsten-core steel bullets are guarding the road."

"The rifles cut off the sins with a volley of blows, and the single soldier explodes with clouds to eliminate the hanging hanging upside down."

"The fearful army is powerful and the dragon is rising, and the awe-inspiring holy flames wash away the dust."

"Amitabha."

The old monk recited unknown verses in a low voice, and the big dragon sniper in his hand disappeared without a trace.

In its place is a prayer wheel composed of six barrels.

The complete Sanskrit inscription of the "Diamond Sutra" was lit up, and the green glazed pure fire flickered.

The six pure magic bullets engraved with purification scriptures spit out, and the old monk killed countless times faster than before.

The six paths of samsara turn the prayer tube, turning it 3,600 times in one breath.

Kill demons with cinnabar bullets, save the world with great mercy!

The black lotus platform not only provides flight, it also seems to be a magic weapon with a storage function.

A bright yellow and red bullet chain extends from the bottom of the lotus platform, directly connected to the six-path samsara prayer tube that is constantly spitting out glazed pure fire.

The hot bullet casings fell like raindrops, almost burying old John, who was obsessed with relics from the old era.

But at this time, he no longer had the intention to pay attention to the treasures that had fascinated him for most of his life.

Now, something more attractive to him appeared.

His cloudy eyes stared into the distance, getting brighter and brighter.

The glazed pure fire continued to ignite in the battlefield, and those ferocious tsunami-like aberrations fell one after another like harvested wheat.

This scene is like a miracle!

Chapter 52: In what age are you still practicing traditional cultivation?

Magic and bullets intertwined, punches and flying swords danced.

Even in the face of a huge wave of aberrations that made the people of the Wastelanders look down upon them, the five of them still seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

The aberrations, as strong as bulls, were mowed down by the old monk's six-wheeled prayer wheel, and fell on the charging road in disgrace.

The glazed pure fire, together with the vampire magic released by Anthony, burned out a large number of low-level aberrations.

Those whose strength reached level B or above were named one by one by Lu Wenwu's fists and Su Qinghong's flying sword, and died on the spot.

Succubus Kashan hid behind everyone, waving a two-handed staff that was taller than her, constantly mobilizing the power of the elements to defend the position.

The earth and water flow continue to rise and form high walls, dividing the battlefield into a maze-like appearance.

A large number of aberrations were divided into small groups in the distance, dispersed as much as possible, and moved in other directions to impact.

The wasteland trio behind them were completely dumbfounded.

Use the power of five people to defeat the tide of aberrations! ?

Is this really something a human can do?

Even if the "King" level symbolizing the sixth level (B+) and the higher seventh-level "Emperor" level did not appear in the tide.

But with the constant number at hand, even the legendary sixth-level powerhouse can't survive this kind of tide-like invasion, right?

Could it be!

The priest suddenly had a very bold idea in his mind.

Could it be that these five adults, who are suspected to be the priests of the God of Natural Redemption, are the legendary seventh-level powerhouses?

Do we humans really have seventh-level existence?

Lu Wenwu and the others were destined not to answer the priest's question.

After nearly an hour of bloody battle, the tide of aberrations finally passed by and headed into the distance.

Until this moment, Old John and Takeda still had an unreal feeling, hugging each other tightly and crying with joy.

Survived!

He actually survived!

"Good, good"

The old monk's "angry eyes" all dissipated, and he once again turned into that compassionate look.

The northeastern fox girl asked Kashan for some water, and now she was wiping her precious magic sword with curses, and angrily commented that the blood of the aberrant body was very corrosive and sticky.

Only the most serious Anthony spread his bat wings and flew into the sky. He carefully observed the surroundings under the debuff of the sun to determine whether everyone was truly out of danger.

"Go, you three, don't just stand around. Pick up all the muscled meat and sort it according to grade."

Lu Wenwu was playing with a piece of muscle the size of a billiard ball in his hand and gave instructions very naturally.

"Master Ruhuo's Glazed Fire Purification is really convenient. The deformed flesh and blood have been burned away, but the muscular flesh has remained."

The old monk said while recycling the mountain of bullet casings: "No, no, the glazed purifying fire cannot be effective on 'pure' objects and can only be used for purification. The judgment made by the Tyrannosaurus Donor just now is absolutely correct. There is no pollution in the flesh." .”

"Aha, it seems I can safely study how to make this thing!"