Chapter 1,163 Death Contest (7)

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 Li Yan's expression changed involuntarily. Zen Master Dajing had actually cultivated so much telekinesis power.

This is one of the Buddhist magical powers that people are most reluctant to encounter. This kind of mind power is a kind of incense power, which cannot be defended by deep magic power.

This magical power is difficult for even Buddhists to successfully cultivate. However, Yuanying monks, who are eminent Buddhist monks, may be able to develop some mental power.

Arhat Yiye also used a mental attack before, and was able to block the joint attack of Mr. Six and Hang Lin at the critical moment, but it also left the two men in a hurry.

Fortunately, Mr. Six was once a monk who transformed into gods. He was able to block the attack all by himself when Hang Lin's expression changed drastically. However, Mr. Six was also nailed to the spot for more than a breath as if he had lost his soul.

If it weren't for Hang Lin's series of sudden attacks, there's no doubt that Arhat Yiye would have taken the opportunity to seriously injure his opponent.

But it is obvious that the telekinesis power cultivated by Arhat One Leaf is not too much, and it has not been used since that telepathy attack.

As the Supreme Elder of Mingtuo Temple, Zen Master Dajing, although the temple he lives in is small, he can basically monopolize the incense, but he has also developed telekinesis.

He had not wanted to use this technique against Li Yuyin before. It was one of his life-saving trump cards. He would not use it easily unless it was a last resort, no matter how hard he worked for others.

In addition, Li Yan killed Qi Jingheng too quickly. The previous situation was so good that Zen Master Dajing had not yet reached the point of using telekinesis.

After Li Yan saw through Zen Master Dajing's telepathy attack, he made a mistake with his foot and tried to use the "Feng Soaring to the Sky" movement technique to escape from the golden hoop.

He knew that the power of mind was even weirder than the Confucian aura of awe-inspiring power, and once it got involved, it would produce all kinds of incredible causal relationships.

But when the golden hoop fell, it seemed as if it was aware of Li Yan's "phoenix soaring" flight path. Just as Li Yan took a step forward, the golden hoop appeared above Li Yan's head again in a blurry moment.

A beam of golden light shone directly on Li Yan's Heavenly Spirit Cap, which caught Li Yan off guard. He was shocked and black spiritual energy surged around his body, covering his whole body.

He didn't expect that the power of telepathy was even weirder than the legend. The next moment, the golden light disappeared directly into the black spiritual power, making no sound, and the body-protecting spiritual light outside him seemed to not exist.

There was no confrontation between the two and they merged directly into each other. This scene was very strange.

Li Yan's expression suddenly became dull, his flying movements slowed down, and there was confusion in his eyes.

At this moment, the faces of Wei Zhongran and others immediately changed color, and Arhat Yiye opened his mouth and shouted a loud Buddha's name.

"Moo!"

A golden "swastika" character appeared quickly in front of him, and disappeared in a flash in the void. Arhat One Leaf certainly knew how to break the power of telepathy.

Mr. Six in front had a mocking look on his face.

"You can't even protect yourself, but you still want to help others, huh!"

At the same time, a black light flashed slightly on the storage ring on his hand, and then there was a slight fluctuation in the space a hundred feet away from him and Arhat Yiye.

A golden "Swastika"
The character text was revealed from it. At this moment, the "卍" character text was covered by a black fishnet.

The golden "卍" character text hit left and right, and actually made a "dong dong dong..." sound. The power seemed quite powerful, but for a while it was impossible to break through at all.

Wei Zhongran's black-gold sledgehammer suddenly flew away, turning into two black leopard heads and biting at the two demon cultivators. The demon cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul crossed his two large plank-door axes and blocked them.

A leopard's head with a bloody mouth.

"Click"

The leopard's head bit into the middle intersection of the two axes.

"laugh!"

The body of this demonic cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul slid out in a long straight line in the air, the blood on his face surged up, and the demonic patterns on his body flashed wildly, and he was able to withstand the blow.

But blood was already pouring out from the corner of his mouth. Wei Zhongran's blow was so powerful that it was unimaginably majestic and powerful.

As for the demon cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, with just a few clicks, a big blood-red tree flew back with a roar, and with a shrill roar, it hit the head of the leopard that was coming towards him.

"boom!"

In an instant, a huge air wave was generated between the leopard head and the blood-red tree. Wherever the air wave passed, small and dense cracks appeared in the space.

There are looming strong winds appearing in these cracks, stirring up the surrounding flowing clouds and breaking them into little flying catkins.

There were also several deep tooth marks left on the big blood-red tree, which flew back in a "buzzing" tremor.

After summoning the magic weapon, the mid-stage Nascent Soul demon general himself ducked thousands of feet away and stopped in front of Wei Zhongran who was rushing towards Li Yan.

"Wherever you go, stay here for me!"

Although he said so in his mouth, he was awe-inspiring in his heart. He did not expect that after dozens of breaths, the two of them seemed to have forced the other to a desperate situation, but unexpectedly the other still had some strength left.

With one against two, how many cards does this little fat man have? If only one person had dealt with him just now, someone might have been seriously injured by him in the same fight.

Thinking about such a powerful fighting force is frightening. Sure enough, the four major sects dominate this continent, and their background is extremely profound.

Wei Zhongran swayed and was already less than two thousand feet away from Li Yan, but he was still stopped by the other party.

His face was gloomy and he didn't speak. As he was activating the spells in his hand, a thick green wall appeared between him and the demon cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. The side of the wall facing the demon cultivator was densely packed with cyan spikes.

"Hoo!" He slammed into the demon cultivator extremely quickly, and he could only become more anxious in his heart. Even if he could force the opponent back again, Li Yan would not be able to save him in time.

Not only Yiye Luohan and Wei Zhongran came to help Li Yan, but Mo Qing and Li Yuyin also did the same. However, the two of them were equally matched with their opponents. After charging once, they couldn't get very far at all.

Especially Li Yu

Yin, when she saw those illusory kowtowing figures, her jade face turned white for a while. Of course she knew how difficult it was to deal with telekinesis.

If Zen Master Dajing had used telekinesis just now, in her current state, there is a high probability that she would have been hit in an instant just like Li Yan.

Hang Lin firmly blocked Li Yuyin’s way!

All this happened in only half a breath, and in the golden light, figures above Li Yan's head rushed down towards the top of Li Yan's head.

Those figures disappeared into Li Yan's Tianling Cap in the blink of an eye, and Li Yan felt that many threads suddenly appeared in his body.

These threads were colorful, and they were the threads of cause and effect that made people change their colors. As soon as they entered Li Yan's body, they wrapped around his body.

The moment the colorful threads came into contact with Li Yan's flesh and blood, Li Yan felt various noisy sounds coming from the sea of ​​his consciousness. These sounds filled Li Yan's mind and gave him a splitting headache.

"The Great Merciful and Compassionate Buddha, please allow me to have a son. I wholeheartedly pray to the Buddha and sincerely pray..."

"...As long as I win the gold medal, I will definitely give you a thousand taels of silver and sesame oil money!"

"If my father can recover from this serious illness, I will reshape your golden body in more than a month!"

"Buddha, if I can steal the beauty of Miss Fan next door tonight, I will be willing to shorten my life by a few years..."

"Spring is coming soon. May the business of our shop be prosperous all over the world, and the business be prosperous as far as three rivers..."

"..."

Sounds one after another were like countless mosquitoes rising from all over Li Yan's body!

There was chaos in Li Yan's consciousness, and he finally stopped flying completely and stood blankly on the spot.

Zen Master Dajing was overjoyed when he saw it. He stood on the clouds like a venerable person looking down at the common people, looking down at the dull Li Yan under the golden hoop.

"Hmph, Qi Jingheng didn't know how to underestimate the enemy, but he was attacked and killed by you. According to his strength, he should not have ended up like that!"

He was thinking in his mind, but the magic formula in his hand changed rapidly again. The eighteen beads suspended in the air were like a large ring within a small ring, passing directly from the golden hoop and tying it towards Li Yan's body below.

At this time, only one breath of time has passed, and the fighting movements between Yuanying monks can no longer be described as "fast".

They can create thousands of changes in every breath, and the situation changes drastically from one moment to the next.

Just as countless causal threads were entangled in Li Yan's body, the mana in his Ren, Du, and Chong meridians suddenly began to spin on its own in a spiral shape.

Almost instantly, these mana formed a cone-shaped spiritual power column with gold spiritual power as the tip and earth spiritual power as the tail.

This pointed pillar of spiritual power is arranged from front to back in order of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The moment it is formed, it rushes forward quickly.

In an instant, the entangled threads of cause and effect that entered the body were broken, and he moved forward in an unstoppable manner according to the method of the Guishui Sutra's Zhoutian Movement.

Starting from the three main meridians of Ren, Du, and Chong, it quickly spreads to the whole body in all directions, and the five-color pointed cone spiritual power column destroys everything along the way.
, the momentum is like breaking bamboo.

The sluggish mana wherever it passed was instantly restored, and like a stream flowing into the sea, the pointed pillars of spiritual power in the three main veins grew at an incredible speed, flowing throughout the body almost instantly.

When the torn threads of cause and effect broke one after another, Li Yan's consciousness turned into a series of kneeling figures that kept talking.

Suddenly, they all raised their heads, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. Then, with their faces filled with fear, their figures collapsed one by one and turned into nothingness.

At this time, eighteen huge Buddhist beads had already passed through the golden hoop from the periphery, reaching less than an inch above Li Yan's head. Zen Master Dajing's face had lost all compassion, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Transfer the donor to the land of bliss, duh!"

He raised a palm in front of his chest with one hand, and pointed the index finger forward fiercely with the other hand. Eighteen prayer beads burned at the same time, and each prayer bead turned red in an instant.

The surrounding temperature suddenly increased dozens of times, and the whole world turned into a place of surging magma in an instant.

It took less than two breaths before and after all this happened. Wei Zhongran and the others in the distance could not break through no matter what. Li Yan's body in front of him was about to be enveloped in high temperature again.

Especially Wei Zhongran's eyes turned red, and the mid-level Nascent Soul demon general he beat kept retreating, but while the opponent was clinging to him, the junior demon general pounced on him again.

Not only was Li Yan a disciple of Wei Zhongran, but once he died, his stubborn daughter would also be buried with him. The consequences were the last thing Wei Zhongran wanted to see.

At this moment, Zen Master Dajing, who had a murderous look on his face, suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood arrow shot out for more than ten feet, and the magic formula in his hand was immediately interrupted.

In an instant, not only did the flames on the eighteen beads disappear, but even the golden light in the golden hoop above dimmed.

As the eighteen beads continued to fall, the high temperature that had just risen dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Li Yan below also suddenly disappeared.

Zen Master Dajing, who spit out blood arrows, felt a burst of heart palpitations, which caused his heartbeat to increase rapidly in an extremely dangerous manner.

But at this moment, he also suffered from a loss of power. Just like Li Yan's situation before, his consciousness was filled with countless voices, ringing out in confusion.

His most powerful method, the telekinesis he had accumulated and cultivated over the past thousand years, had a rare backlash, which had never happened before when he used telekinesis.

At this moment, he clearly felt the crisis, but he just couldn't get rid of the backlash in an instant.

Li Yan had already appeared in front of Zen Master Dajing at high altitude. The moment he appeared, his lips were tightly closed and his eyes were emotionless. He had almost killed him before.

Zen Master Dajing showed a look of extreme struggle and distortion on his face. It was obvious that he was trying hard to free himself from the shackles of his mind.

Li Yan jumped up into the air under the horrified eyes of several people around him.

As he swung his arms, his fists faced each other, and they punched hard inwards. With a dull sound, they hit Zen Master Dajing's ears from left to right.


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