Chapter 108: Strong enemy attack

After Xuan Tianji finished speaking, he instantly entered the "pure realm" and his body became empty.

The next moment, he appeared three feet in front of Ning Daoqi and slapped it lightly with a palm.

Ning Daoqi's sleeves were swollen and curved, and a powerful and continuous energy surged out of his sleeves, blocking the palm that came to his eyes. Then he rushed forward, as if he was rushing, as if he was slow, as if he was slow. The contradictory feeling made people feel a splitting headache, but it was extremely free and easy.

He pressed his right hand against his chest, brushed his left hand forward, turned his palm into claws, and grabbed Xuan Tianji's palm.

Xuan Tianji's face was indifferent, and his palm turned into fingers. He pointed it out with one finger, and countless finger shadows suddenly appeared in the air, killing Ning Daoqi.

Ning Doqi raised his hands, and the air around him seemed to turn into gold and jade at this moment, making it difficult for countless finger shadows to enter.

Ning Doqi's face showed an innocent look like a child playing with a bird. He looked around and looked at the little bird with virtual hands jumping up and down, chasing the strange situation of playing in the air. Xuan Tianji only felt a tree appearing in front of him, and the bird was playing lively and business-filled among the trees. All the movements seemed to be unintentionally, but they were meticulous, making it difficult to distinguish what is true, what is false, what is false, and what is reality?

"Virtuality? Domain? Something interesting!" Xuan Tianji immediately realized that Ning Daoqi realized the way of emptiness and reality. As the saying goes, emptiness can produce qi, so emptiness is infinite, pure and imperfect, so emptiness is real, and even though the state between emptiness and reality is different, it is nothing but natural way, mysterious and mysterious, neither big nor small.

Xuan Tianji thought, and dozens of goshawks appeared on his fingertips, pecking at the bird fiercely.

He stretched out his hand and a large black storm appeared above Ning Doqi. Countless storms hit, simple and rough, forcibly attacking Ning Doqi's domain.

Ning Daoqi's robe and sleeves were all windless, and his bearded eyes were eye-catching. His form became powerful and unbearable. He punched upwards, making mysterious changes that were beyond any description, but it was a punch without any falsehood, hitting the storm.

As soon as he touched him, Ning Daoqi suddenly felt bad. As soon as the wind blew, Ning Daoqi felt that his hands were about to corrupt, and even a trace of chaos appeared in his mind. A flaw suddenly appeared in his state of mind, and a trace of fault occurred in his field.

Xuan Tianji did not miss this opportunity? With a finger in the air, a long silver river appeared in the flaws instantly, destroying the domain like a destruction, and hit Ning Daoqi hard.

Ning Daoqi was hit and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body retreated and retreated dozens of feet before he stopped, his expression was depressed.

Xuan Tianji said leisurely: "Fellow Daoist Ning, if you don't let Buddhist masters come out, fellow Daoist will die!"

"My Buddha is merciful!" A monk walked out from east, west, south and north, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Aside Ning Daoqi, there is a girl in blue, which is Fan Qinghui, the contemporary sect leader of Cihang Jingzhai. Although she is of the same age as Ning Daoqi, her face looks like a woman in her twenties or thirties. She is fairy-looking and is almost the same as Shi Feixuan. Her body adds an extraordinary temperament, making people feel a gradual filth in her heart. She can only worship her from afar and dare not feel disrespectful.

The nun took out a pill and handed it to Ning Daoqi. He saw that he had improved his use and stood up, looked at Xuan Tianji, and said in a deep voice: "Donor Xuan, you have entered the path of devils. For the sake of the people of the world, the nun hopes that the donor will stop, listen to Buddhism every day, and wash away the anger in his heart!"

Xuan Tianji didn't even look at Fan Qinghui, and asked directly: "Are you coming one by one, or go together? I will take it today!"

"I am merciful!"

The four monks yelled at the same Buddha's name.

The four monks have different voices, different tones, Taoist faith is clear and soft, wisdom is bright and bright, the emperor's heart is majestic, Jiaxiang is mute, but the voices of the four people are combined, like the evening drum and morning bell, shocking people's hearts, but the deep and charming sea of ​​suffering in the world are awakened by the great dream of spring and autumn, realizing that life is just a spring dream!

"Dare to save me, I'm looking for death!" Xuan Tianji's face turned cold, Qingping Sword appeared in his hand and stabbed it out with a sword.

The sword body suddenly brightened, reflecting the flowing clouds in the sky and the green mountains by the wilderness, extremely beautiful.

This sword seemed to have taken away all the light in the world and countless luck in nature.

Extremely brilliant.

The light can be dazzling, and it is as brilliant as the scorching sun that makes people dare not look directly at it. However, this sword did not make anyone watching the game feel stinging, but instead made people intoxicated.

Even Fan Qinghui was immersed in this beautiful and moving picture: the celadon-like sky, silky clouds, warm sunshine, beautiful fields, and a surging river.

This big river originated from the plateau. It was originally a trickle stream that stubbornly broke through the mountains and flowed through forests with fertile soil and abundant rainwater. It inherited countless tributaries of rainwater and turned into a big river, wrapped in mud and sand from the north. The river water was dyed with turbid yellow color, and its momentum became more and more majestic.

When the sword comes out, the river will be seen.

All those who see this big river will eventually be swallowed by the surging river water.

The Emperor Xin roared angrily, and the Zen staff instantly hit out and slashed towards the river.

The thick Zen staff, carrying an incomparable power, slashed heavily into the turbid and surging river water.

The river water suddenly separated and rushed towards the two sides, revealing the bottom of the river full of mud and reefs.

The next moment, the river water surged back again, covering the mud and sand and reefs.

The Emperor Xin waved his Zen Staff again.

The river water separates again.

He continued to wave his Zen staff.

The river continues to separate and then restore.

On many occasions, the Zen stick slashed to the bottom of the river, and made extremely deep marks in the mud at the bottom of the river, cutting down thousands of piles of rocks. The Zen stick met the stone and made a dull loud noise, like the sound of a blacksmith.

In one breath, hundreds of Zen staff appeared, showing his extremely profound skills, but he could not stop the surging river from going southeast.

The river continues to go down.

The river roars.

The wind roars.

Venerable Dixin screamed and disappeared into the river.

All this seems long, but in fact it only takes two breaths.

After two breaths, the emperor's heart is dead!

Before the other three saints could come and rescue him, they saw the Emperor Xin die under the Xuantianji sword. They were furious and rushed towards Xuantianji.

"It's only from the heart!"

Master Jiaxiang shouted loudly, gathering his lifelong skills to condense "one finger cicada", and an extremely terrifying finger force shot towards Xuantianji.

"Dharma Hand!"

Master Daoxin's face was solemn, and a surging Buddha's hand hit Xuan Tianji.

"My Heart Buddha's Palm!"

Master Zhizhi used a "Bowl Seal" and smashed it hard at Xuan Tianji.

A stroke occurred.

After a moment, Xuan Tianji disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in the sky, his mind gushed out, and the Qingping Sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards the three great saint monks.

The Qingping Sword instantly arrived in front of Jiaxiang and passed through his body.

Jiaxiang dies!

The next moment, the Qingping Sword penetrated the Buddha bodies of Master Daoxin and Master Zhihui again.
Chapter completed!