I saw the shining golden sun turning into a huge three-legged golden crow. The golden crow screamed and ignited with golden flames. It turned dozens of feet of land into a sea of ​​golden fire and burned away the clouds in the blink of an eye.

, the ghosts and ghosts were instantly wiped out.

In the dark clouds, a monster with wings on its back and a minotaur god formed a seal with its hands: "Reincarnation in the past life, possessed by the demon."

He spurted out a stream of essence and blood from his mouth, and then a tall and mighty faint shadow formed. The shadow had two horns on its head and was three feet tall. It stood with its head held high and its hands behind its back, looking down at the world, like a god coming to the world, although it was just an illusion.

Shadow, but the arrogance of the world makes people feel breathless.

The phantom opened its mouth and swallowed the essence and blood into its belly. Its eyes actually shot out light that looked like substance. The phantom stepped forward and became one with the man.

In an instant, the man's figure suddenly swelled to three feet in size, two horns sprouted from his head, his eyes were cold and gleaming, and he seemed to look like that phantom.

The man let out a long roar, and his whole body erupted with black light. He swayed, ignored the blazing golden flames in the sky, and started fighting hand to hand with the golden crow.

The black light on his body blocked the burning of the golden flames, and he punched out, knocking the huge three-legged golden crow flying dozens of feet. Then he flashed, both palms shot out, and knocked the three-legged golden crow away in front of him.

There was no way he could fight back. The man's punch was powerful enough to break the mountain into pieces, just like a living demon.

It suppressed the three-legged Golden Crow with only the strength of its physical body.

The man punched the three-legged golden crow from mid-air again, and smashed it down to the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was shattered, and rocks were pierced through the air.

The three-legged golden crow let out a mournful cry, its figure gradually faded, and a figure shot out from between its brows. It was Yin Qingyun. At this moment, his face was pale, and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth. He had obviously suffered a lot of injuries.

"Five days of rotation, endless life." Yin Qingyun formed a seal and shouted, clouds and mist surged in the sky, covering the sky, and the sky became dark. Five golden suns emerged from the clouds and mist, turning into five huge golden crows, and their whole bodies were ablaze.

The blazing golden flames soared straight into the sky, heading towards the tall figure.

The two sides instantly fought together.

Not to mention the battle between Yin Qingyun and this Demon Sect man, the most eye-catching battle among the battle group was the battle between Zhuang Xingqian and a skinny old man from the Demon Sect.

Zhuang Xingan possesses two spiritual roots of wind and thunder. He moves like wind and is as quick as lightning. His figure flickers and he attacks the skinny old man constantly.

The skinny old man was sitting cross-legged with his legs hanging in the air, his hands clasped together, and his whole body was shining with golden light, giving him an air of immortality.

A huge thunderball appeared in mid-air, and Zhuang Xinqian's figure suddenly appeared behind him. Thunder and lightning were instantly fired between his palms. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a thunderball ten feet in size. The thunder arc flashed, illuminating the surrounding sky into a silvery sky. Thunder and lightning jumped in the air.

Hit the old man hard on the head.

The old man's figure stood still, with a golden ring emerging behind him. His thin figure looked extremely solemn and solemn in the golden light, just like a living Buddha.

The thunder and lightning held a stalemate with the golden ring, but could not be broken for a while. The old man's skinny fingers stretched out slowly, seemingly ordinary, but Zhuang Xinqian felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

His figure suddenly flashed, and his whole body turned into a thunder arc and dissipated. He appeared ten feet away, with lightning arcs flashing all over his body. He looked at the old man and frowned slightly.

The old man didn't know what kind of exercises he had practiced. His body looked as thin as a stick, but in fact it was as solid as a rock. No matter what kind of attacks he used, the old man would just sit cross-legged in the air, motionless, and let the wind and waves rise, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. His body was protected by golden light that could not be invaded by any method.

, even his own lightning cannot break it. Its attack seems slow and light, but in fact it is extremely powerful.

The old man struck the huge thunder ball with his skinny palm. The moment the two came into contact, the thunder ball suddenly twisted and deformed and dissipated into the air, as if it had been hit by a mountain.

The old man used the palm of his left hand to scatter the thunderball, and slowly stretched out the palm of his right hand to strike at a distance of ten feet in the direction of Zhuang Xingqian.

Zhuang Xingqian's whole body flashed with lightning arcs and dissipated into the air. His figure suddenly appeared above the old man, black lightning arcs jumped between his five fingers, and he shouted: "Thunder Binding Seal."

A golden ring appeared above the old man. Zhuang Xinqian's five-finger black lightning arc struck the golden ring. The black lightning arc was converted into unknown curse words and spread along the golden ring. In a blink of an eye, the golden ring was covered and towards the old man's body. And go.

The black thunder arc curse seal covered the old man's figure and the golden ring on top like dense ants.

"Suffer death." Zhuang Xingan saw the thunder-binding seal sealing the old man's body. He shouted loudly, and thunder and lightning surged out from his palms, condensing into a ten-foot-long ball. He pressed it down from above, and the golden round wheel was sealed by the black thunder seal. There was no trace of it. With the force of resistance, the thunder ball smashed through the golden ring like a bamboo, like cutting into pieces of tofu.

"Om", the old man opened his mouth and spat out a syllable. In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be stagnant, and the heaven and earth continued to emit echoing sounds, like fairy music and bursts of magic sounds.

A golden text spat out from the old man's mouth, swelled up in the wind, became several feet in size, floated to the top of his head, and blocked the thunderball.

The thunder light intersected with the golden characters, and the rays of the characters became brighter and brighter, causing the thunder ball to be scattered.

A lightning arc flashed from Zhuang Xingqian's body, and he had already retreated ten feet away. In the blink of an eye, the big characters had grown to a size of tens of feet. The golden light illuminated the surrounding sky into a golden color. The big characters of tens of feet pressed down towards Zhuang Xingqian. Suppress it.

Zhuang Xingqian formed a seal with his hands: "Four Purple Thunder Pillars."

As he completed the seal, four huge purple thunder pillars formed in mid-air, fixing the golden characters in the middle. The four thunder pillars sent out huge purple thunder and lightning and struck the golden characters.

The purple thunder fought against the golden characters and submerged everything around them. The golden characters were destroyed and the purple pillars collapsed.

Zhuang Xingan frowned, looking at the skinny old man sitting cross-legged in the air, and finally knew that this man was practicing the secret method of Buddhism.

Buddhism has existed in the world for a long time, and most of its sects are established in the swamps of Tiannan and the grasslands of Mubei.

Rumor has it that this sect is not a local sect in Tianyuan, but was introduced by a Buddha from another world, and later left a legacy in Tianyuan. It has developed to this day and has a large scale. However, it is partial to a corner and has never taken over the Thirteen Prefectures of Tianyuan. It is in Tiannan There are many believers in the swamp and Mubei grassland, and their influence is not small.

The syllables spoken by the old man just now are the famous six-character mantra of Buddhism, which is the supreme secret method. It is a great chance that this old man can inherit this inheritance.

On a towering peak dozens of feet away behind him, there were five huge finger prints and dents. They were the five finger prints left by the palm that the old man had just hit Zhuang Xingqian. He avoided it and hit the mountain. .

The two of them were ten feet away, and the old man struck out from across the air. He could leave such handprints on the mountain peak thirty feet away. You can imagine how powerful it was. If the monk received his palm from the front, he would be afraid of Vajra. The body must also drink hatred.

The thunder arc curse mark on the old man's body has dissipated, and his face is expressionless and calm. He still looks solemn and solemn, but he is broken into a cold sweat in his heart.

Of course he had heard about the talented disciples of the Qian Yizong who possessed the two spiritual roots of wind and thunder, but he relied on his magical powers, so how could he be afraid of a mid-stage foundation-building monk.

As soon as the two of them fought, he realized that this person was indeed very difficult to deal with, and he could be said to be a true man despite his reputation.

My Five Finger Collapsing Mountain Seal is extremely powerful, but the opponent's Wind and Thunder Escape Technique has become extremely proficient, and his figure flickers in mid-air, coming and going freely. Whenever I don't compete with him, the Five Finger Collapsing Mountain Seal cannot even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes. .

Just now, he used the thunder sealing technique to imprison his body. Those dark thunder curse seals were all over his body, sealing all the spiritual energy in his body. Even the spiritual weapon could not be sacrificed. If not for the first level of his six-character mantra secret technique, he had already mastered it. If there is any small success, I am afraid that I will lose my life at this moment.

The Kung Fu he practiced was the superior secret method of Buddhism. When he was young, he encountered a monk who was sitting in a cave on the edge of a cliff. Therefore, he learned the secret method passed down by him and embarked on the path of practice. It was only after he joined the Youmei Sect that he learned about the sitting monk. The inheritance left by the monks is the secret method of Buddhism and Taoism.

I have practiced so far, and although I dare not say that I can dominate the world within the same level, I have few opponents. I never thought that I would encounter such a strong enemy again today. With my cultivation in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, I can resist my own monks in the later stage of Foundation Establishment without falling behind.

"He is truly a genius disciple that has not been seen in Qian Yizong for thousands of years. He is actually able to use such a powerful sealing technique, which can even seal the aura around me." The old man said, slowly forming seals with his hands, and golden lotuses hung down from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it covers an area of ​​tens of feet, and a shadow sits on each golden lotus, chanting endlessly.

"This is the vision of the gods and Buddhas in the Land of Ultimate Bliss. You should listen to it yourself." A majestic and solemn voice came.

Zhuang Xin's consciousness stirred in Ganniwan Palace. He listened blankly to the Sanskrit sounds and saw many Buddhas sitting on the golden lotus. The surroundings were filled with immortal energy. He suddenly woke up and almost fell into an illusion.

"Listen to yourself and don't hold on to the devil." The voice in the mind sounded again, majestic and solemn, making people unable to hold on to the thought of half-dead resistance.

Zhuang Xinqian's sea of ​​consciousness was agitated. He closed his eyes tightly and resisted the waves of Sanskrit sounds that entered his ears.

Suddenly, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It was from biting the tip of his tongue. He spat out a mouthful of blood, forming a bloody barrier to block out the bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

Taking advantage of this moment of sobriety, he formed a seal with his hands and shouted: "Thunder and lightning storm."

Suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, the sky dimmed instantly, thunder and lightning and storms submerged the figures on the golden lotuses. Only thunder and lightning and huge storms were seen in a radius of dozens of feet. The golden lotus was broken inch by inch under the attack of thunder, lightning and storm.

The old man retreated violently, and the golden ring protected him as he rushed out of the center of the thunder and lightning storm.

Zhuang Xingqian's body flashed, and he caught up with the old man in a few flashes. Black lightning arcs jumped between his five fingers and hit his chest and abdomen.

The old man knew how powerful his sealing technique was, so he spat out a syllable, and the words rose up in the wind, blocking his chest.

Zhuang Xinqian's five-finger black lightning arc struck the characters, turning into unknown curse words and spreading along the characters.

The golden characters held the black curse seal for a long time, and were finally wrapped and sealed by it, but the old man had already escaped.

The thunder method seal is really amazing, it can even seal the mantra. The old man thought to himself when he saw this, and saw his face pale, thinking that using this technique would definitely consume a lot of spiritual energy. As long as he is careful not to be sealed by it, After holding on for a while, his spiritual power failed, and he was defeated in one fell swoop.
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