Chapter 105 Tower of Taiyu, Bell of Zhouji (22) Please subscribe!

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There is no such thing as ridiculing people.

"Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Six-Armed Dragon Mountain!" Monk Longshan roared through gritted teeth, but he used a desperate move that pushed him to the bottom of the box.

Countless divine patterns appeared on his six arms, condensing into six black divine dragons on his arms. Then the six black divine dragons rushed into the phantom of the mountain in his palm——

Suddenly.

The phantoms of the six peaks, with the black dragon entwining the mountains, became extremely clear.

It was obviously just a pocket-sized mountain with a height of several feet, but Monk Longshan seemed to be holding a majestic sacred mountain, and the veins on his face were all wrinkled due to the exertion.

"Go to hell." Monk Longshan slapped six palms with all his strength, and the power was so great that the surrounding air was emptied, creating a special effect similar to a spatial confinement.

At the same time, the 100-foot-long golden bowl that had been blown away earlier also turned upside down, like a giant bowl covering it from the sky.

However, he saw that Xia Mangqian's divine body was like a magic weapon. While using his unique skills to suppress his opponent, he would also use the golden bowl magic weapon to suppress him.

This is also the most effective way to deal with those who are strong in the physical training of gods and demons, especially opponents with extremely strong divine bodies. It can be said that Monk Longshan made the right choice.

But in order to successfully suppress the opponent, it must be able to crush the opponent with strength and make the opponent unable to resist. His mistake was that he overestimated the power of his own unique skills.

"This is interesting." Xia Mangqian's eyes lit up, and he blasted out six arms. But at the same time, three of his six hands were held open with five fingers open, and three hands were clenched into fists.

Moreover, in the process of facing Monk Longshan's six Sumeru palms, Xia Mangqian's six hands were divided into three fronts and three backs.

Three five-fingered hands are in front, and three hands are clenched into fists at the back.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

The three five-fingered hands first collided with Monk Longshan's three Sumeru palms.

Monk Longshan felt as if his three palms were hitting the empty space, and the strange feeling of being unable to exert any force made him extremely uncomfortable.

Before he could apply force again, the other three palms collided with Xia Mangqian's three fists.

This time, he felt his three palms go numb, and terrifying power burst out from Xia Mangqian's fist...

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Monk Longshan's three palms were immediately shattered, and his whole body was shaken to the point of retreating three or four steps. A large number of cracks appeared on his body, and blood continued to flow out.

"Wow." Xia Mangqian was so powerful that he arrived in front of Monk Longshan with one step. He saw that the three palms he held with five fingers had been pinched into the shape of a crane, like three cranes' beaks pecking at Monk Longshan's head. .At the same time, the other three palms were replaced with five fingers that opened into claws and grabbed the three still intact arms of Monk Longshan.

"Ah~~~" Monk Longshan was helpless and had to use his three remaining arms to block Xia Mangqian's "Crane's Mouth" attack.

"Puch!"

"Puch!"

"Puch!"

The three remaining arms of Monk Longshan were directly penetrated. The other three intact arms were also torn off by Xia Manggan.

At this time, Monk Longshan was in extremely miserable condition. His whole body was covered with blood and all six of his arms were missing. He was about to be killed in the next moment.

But there was still light in his eyes.

"As long as you are covered by my golden bowl, no matter how strong your body is or how powerful you are, you will never be able to escape." Monk Longshan looked hopefully at the golden bowl that was less than three feet away from Xia Manggan's head.

But the next moment.

A small black and white lotus flower suddenly emerged from Xia Mangqian's head, and then inspired the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth to form Nanming Lihuo and Beiming Guishui, which instantly became extremely huge, like a lotus magic weapon, it swept the gold falling from the sky. Hold the bowl.

"I surrender." Monk Longshan made a decisive decision and immediately threw out the talisman from the stored magic weapon with his spiritual thoughts.

Buzz!

An invisible force suddenly enveloped Monk Longshan.

And just between his eyebrows and less than three fingers away, there was a fist, which was blocked by the invisible force that enveloped him.

"Just a little bit."

Monk Longshan glanced at the young man in gray behind his fist with lingering fear, and then he was moved away out of thin air.

call.

Xia Mangqian waved out an arm, put away the letter talisman thrown in the air, turned his steps, and rushed in another direction.

Although the fight between him and Monk Longshan was short.

But the fluctuation of the vitality of heaven and earth still attracted the attention of hundreds of people around him.

The twenty or so people closest to him were already lurking around to observe the situation, waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack and gain some advantage.

Normally, when encountering this kind of situation, the top priority is to quickly escape from the surrounding ambush circle to avoid falling into a situation of being besieged.

But Xia Mangqian relied on his divine body to rival the best earth-level magic weapons and the secret protective skills of black and white lotus flowers, and he took the initiative to rush towards crowded places.

"Monk Longshan is one of the top five hundred powerful Buddhists in this Immortal Fate Conference. If he can be forced to throw out his talisman and admit defeat, this boy in gray is definitely a peerless evildoer who can be ranked in the top one hundred."

"That's right, let's work together to get rid of him first."

"Let's do it together. I'll seal the void."

For these Wanxiang real people, everyone in the Shanhe Sheji Map is an opponent. But the stronger the monster, the greater the threat. If you can join forces to kill or force the opponent to be eliminated, you and others will advance to the next round. The chances will undoubtedly be greatly increased.

Therefore, after an instant exchange of consciousness almost by chance, they immediately chose to join forces.

"Wow~~~" More than twenty figures either transformed into sword lights, threw out formation flags to seal the void, or used their magical powers to come up with weapons to stop the fight.

For a moment, these real people of Wanxiang, who had met each other for the first time, seemed to have been working together for a long time. The power bursting out from various magic weapons and immortal arts was so powerful that even some earthly immortals would not dare to take it upon themselves. , will turn around and run away.

But instead of giving in, Xia Mangqian split his body in two, tore it directly from the middle, and divided it into two identical bodies, and then rushed towards the more than 20 Wanxiang Zhenren who were surrounding them.

"Clone?"

"You're already surrounded and killed, but you still have a clone? Is this because you're afraid that you won't die quickly enough?"

Many of the True Immortals and Gods in the main hall of Tianmang Hall couldn't help but frown when they saw the young man in gray who had separated two physical bodies to fight.

Generally speaking, when the body training of gods and demons reaches the level of the soul, the soul and the physical body are completely integrated before the flesh and blood clones can be separated. However, the cultivation of the Nine Heavens of Chi Ming reaches the twelfth level of perfection, which is comparable to other gods and demons body training exercises in the early stage of the soul. .If there is a powerful body-refining magical power, the soul can begin to merge with the physical body in advance, and the flesh and blood clones can be separated.

But after being cloned, the strength of both clones will decrease, and when they use magical powers and secret techniques at the same time, their power will be much weaker. After all, the souls contained in the two physical bodies are only half of what they were in the past, and the divine power contained in the clones is also only half. This would be a huge weakness.

Even if your divine body is strong enough, but after the strength declines, you are being surrounded and killed again. If once you suppress a clone and consume all the divine power in it, the divine soul contained in the clone will also be exhausted. In this way , the strength of the remaining clone will also be greatly reduced again.

Therefore, even if the gods and demons return to the void, or even the gods, they will rarely separate their flesh and blood clones when fighting. Unless they are running for their lives, or facing opponents who are much weaker than themselves...

"Is he using the method of flesh and blood clones to actively lower his strength?" The sea-covering god's green eyes looked at Emperor Xia, "Xia Mang, your son is quite crazy. The other little guys are all trying to win a promotion. He is fighting for his quota, but he uses the test as a training exercise. He is not afraid that if he loses his ability, he will play to death again."

This sea-overturning god is the great sage of the demon clan, his true form is a dragon, and he is also a disciple of the Taoist ancestor "Xuanwu Emperor". He has top-notch strength, a strong identity and background, and his character is somewhat overbearing, fierce, and lawless. He can only speak a few words. Don't think about others less, just care about your own happiness.

An old man with gray beard and hair next to him frowned slightly when he heard this, and wanted to help him. After all, he was on the territory of the Xia Dynasty, enjoying the hospitality of the Xia Emperor, and now he is talking about his son like this. This is not an offense. Human?

But before he could speak, Emperor Xia said coldly, "Of course you can be crazy if you have the strength and confidence. You Fenhai dares to smash the heaven, so why is it strange that my son practices in the test? As for whether he will get away with it... …You’ll find out if you keep reading.”

The god Fuhai was startled.

The old man next to him was also startled.

Although they were not too familiar with Emperor Xia, they were all at the same level, and most of them had met each other many times. In the past, Emperor Xia was very polite to them, and even to the top true immortals and gods in the Three Realms. Basically The main thing is to make good friends, and the action is even more generous.

Why is it that during this meeting, I feel that Emperor Xia is a little different? In addition to still being respectful to the seven Taoist ancestors and true gods present here, he treats them, the true immortals and gods of the same level, with a somewhat indifferent expression, and he no longer has the same enthusiasm as before.

Emperor Xia ignored the surprised glances around him and looked carefully at the two figures in gray in the map of mountains and rivers.

At this time, Xia Mangqian was already frantically fighting with several real people from Wanxiang.

You can see the twelve arms of his two clones, either making fists or extending palms.

Between the virtual and the real, the seemingly simple and ordinary moves contain the strange rhythm of transition between life and death, and the connection between yin and yang.

Under this rhythm, the strength of Xia Mangqian's two flesh and blood clones has indeed dropped a lot. Even at full power, they are much weaker than other Wanxiang real people, especially those who are refining the body of gods and demons.

But with his fist and palm skills that are close to returning to nature, and his divine body that is comparable to the best earth-level magic weapons, he is not afraid of being attacked and consuming his divine power. Xia Mangqian's attacks became more and more fierce, as if under the strange rhythm of his life and death transition, he was faintly The earth seems to have magical power that is constantly gathering momentum.

Bang bang bang bang...

The fighting was so violent that the fists hit the flesh, and the blood flowed violently. The faces of the Wanxiang Daoists who besieged Xia Manggan turned pale.

After all, if you punch the opponent, nothing will happen to them, but if you are punched by the opponent, you will vomit blood and be injured. Who can bear this?

As for the other Wanxiang Zhenren's magic weapons, they were all blocked by Xia Mangqian's secret technique of protecting lotus flowers. At the same time, there were also rotating lotus flowers, with a terrifying power that seemed to penetrate everything, from Xia Mangqian's two clones. The surroundings kept flying out. I don’t know how he trained his Yuanli to be so strong. He fought for a long time and did not show any signs of exhaustion.

"Puch!" "Plop!"

Xia Manggan slapped a young man in white into powder, then pointed his fingers like a sword and penetrated the head of a short fat man. Then he raised his palm and used a knife to slash down, tearing the short fat man's body of gods and demons directly. open.

"Huh~~~"

The black and white lotuses guarding him suddenly strangled wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the bodies of gods and demons that were trying to condense again were turned into ashes.

On the other side, his other flesh and blood clone also killed two opponents in an instant.

"How can you be so strong?"

"They have become flesh and blood, and they can still kill us when we are under siege."
To be continued...