"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Cao Zhen. Suddenly, a black light shot out from his fingers.

But the next moment, an obvious ripple in the air suddenly appeared in front of the finger.

Then, the finger energy suddenly disappeared as if it had touched something.

All around, the monks, including Cao Zhen and the strange monk, looked at each other with extremely strange expressions.

"Is this, there is an invisible invisible door nearby?"

"It seems we are trapped?"

A group of monks slapped the surroundings one after another.

Soon, they were surprised to find that there were real invisible doors around them, trapping them inside.

Moreover, no matter what spells they cast to attack this invisible door, it will be of no avail.

The next moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"This is the Peak of Time."

As the voice sounded, a shadow appeared in everyone's sight.

This phantom seems to be formed by the pure power of time, making it difficult for people to see what it looks like, or even what race it is.

The shadowy voice continued to sound.

"Among the ten of you, only one can leave Time Peak and enter the Ancient City of Time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the monks from the dragon-scaled and phoenix-winged tribe changed drastically.

One of the monks asked: "Only one can leave, so where are the remaining monks?"

"The remaining monks will naturally die!"

In the void, the shadow answered his words, but his voice was devoid of any emotion. He continued: "Ten of you, every year, choose two to fight until a monk is born.

As for who gets to choose, it is based on the level of cultivation. Whoever has the weakest level of cultivation will choose the opponent. The chosen opponent cannot refuse.

Of course, the monks with the lowest level of cultivation do not have to choose, and then other monks can choose.

Now, I’ll give you half a stick of incense.”

After the phantom finished speaking, he stopped speaking, but did not disappear either.

In the distance, the monks from the dragon-scaled and phoenix-winged tribe had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

"There are ten of us, but only one will be left in the end!"

"The question is, how did we get here?"

"Why didn't those humans show up here?"

"Everyone, I feel that there is another person. Is it the imprint of time on our bodies..."

Before, where Cao Zhen and others disappeared, Xiang Ziyu, Yan Yourong and even Tianxi Immortal Lord looked at the sudden disappearance of the dragon-scaled and phoenix-winged monks, and Cao Zhen.

"The imprint of time must be because of the imprint of time. Taoist fellow Baifeng has three imprints of time on his body, and the monks of the Dragon Scale and Phoenix Wing tribe also have two imprints of time on their bodies.

And we all have a mark of time on our bodies, which is already very obvious.

Those with two or two time marks will fly away, but we only have one and stay."

"That should be it."

"Fellow Taoist Bu Baifeng, where are you now?"

"Fellow Taoist Baifeng, he should be with those monks from the Dragon Scale and Phoenix Wing tribe."

"If there are monks from other tribes, fellow Taoist Baifeng will be safer. But if there are only monks from the Dragon Scale Phoenix Wings tribe and the leader of Baifeng, then the leader of Baifeng will be really in danger."

Cao Zhen was already looking at the eight monks from the dragon-scaled and phoenix-winged clan opposite.

What Xuying said just now is very clear. He is qualified to challenge a monk. Of course, he does not have to challenge him.

But if he doesn't challenge, those dragon-scaled and phoenix-winged tribes will definitely choose to challenge him. In this case, it is better to take the initiative and choose a monk who is weaker than the opponent.

The opponent has five Taiyi Golden Immortals, and the remaining three are from the Golden Immortal Realm.

Naturally, he had to choose from these three golden wonderlands.

Cao Zhen's eyes swept over each other one by one. Among them, he had already fought against the monk who practiced the way of reincarnation in the void. Now, he had no desire to pursue this guy.

And the other two golden wonderlands.

His eyes quickly fell on one of them, a monk wearing a light yellow monk's robe with a delicate lotus pattern embroidered on it.

The other person seemed to have a kind face and compassion in his brows.

He did not wear any secular decorations, only a string of rosary beads hanging on his wrist.

There is meditation practice among human monks, but meditation practice is rare among monks from other races.

Cao Zhen didn't even wait for half a stick of incense to arrive. He directly stretched out his hand towards the opposite side, pointed in the direction of meditation and said: "I choose to fight him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom in the void suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of him and the other party. Suddenly, two rays of time power fell in front of them in the void.

Cao Zhen suddenly felt that some kind of shackles in the air around him seemed to disappear at this moment.

He stepped forward and walked forward.

Sure enough, the invisible door disappeared and he walked out.

On the other side, there was no expression fluctuation on Zen Xiu's face. He stepped out, taking slow and rhythmic steps under his feet as he walked, as if he was breathing with each step.

On the contrary, several other monks from the Dragon Scale and Phoenix Wing clan reminded him in a low voice.

"Don't underestimate the opponent. Although the opponent is from the True Immortal Realm, he definitely has the strength to fight against the Golden Immortal Realm."

"This monk's understanding of the Way of the Void has definitely reached the level of the Golden Fairy Realm."

"Fellow Taoist Huiming, be careful."

Although it is said that out of ten of them, only one will survive in the end, they are still monks from the same clan after all, so they naturally hope that Immortal Lord Huiming can win.

When the other party chose Huiming, I thought that Immortal Huiming was the weakest one.

However, the human race's true fairyland was misjudged.

Among the three golden fairy realms, the strongest is Huiming!

Cao Zhen looked at Immortal Lord Huiming who came out. Immortal energy surged out of his body crazily, and at the same time, a stream of time-reincarnation energy shot into his body.

Apart from the meditation practice of their human race, he had really never been exposed to other forms of meditation. He wanted to see if the meditation practice of the dragon-scaled and phoenix-winged tribe was the same as the meditation practice of their human race.

As Cao Zhen waved his hand, in an instant, the time around Immortal Huiming changed slightly, and at the same time, a strange light emitted from Cao Zhen's eyes.

Although he doesn't use illusions very much, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how to use illusions.

What's more, he once had access to monks who were good at illusions.

He is also good at illusions.

He wanted to see if he could disturb Immortal Huiming's state of mind with the help of the power of time and illusion.

When the light came, Immortal Huiming didn't seem to be impressed at all. He firmly stepped into the state of meditation and calmed down his mind.

Even though his other side was injured, he was still holding on to the Zen staff, like a stable Zen tree, rooted in the earth.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted a strange sound.

Buddha's name!

In this matter, he chanted the Buddha's name loudly.

The words are full of the brilliant and authentic pronunciation of Buddhism.

For a moment, when it was clearly a matter of life and death, there was a breath of compassion. This breath was as vast and deep as the sea, and as tough and indestructible as a diamond.

When Huiming's Buddha's name came out, the void seemed to vibrate, responding to his high-pitched voice.

Following this, circles swayed in the void, ripples visible to the naked eye, just like the ripples caused by throwing a stone into the lake, spreading to all directions, but these ripples in the void seemed to be surging faster.

Faster and more terrifying.

The sound of this Buddha's name is astonishingly loud, and the sound contains the true meaning of Buddhism.

Every syllable is the crystallization of Buddhist wisdom, with endless compassion and tragic wishes.

At this moment, Huiming seems to be the representative of all meditation, full of compassionate power. He uses his voice as a pestle to beat the bells and drums of the hearts of all living beings.

The Buddha's voice came directly towards Cao Zhen's body and Dang Feng. Although the voice was high, there was no murderous intention. It seemed that the voice did not have any intention of harming Cao Zhen, but was intended to frighten him.

Inwardly, awaken the kindness and compassion in his heart.

At this time, the platform on the top of the mountain was even more full of compassion and mercy. This breath made people feel solemn and inexplicably respectful.

A look of disdain suddenly appeared on Cao Zhen's face. This sound wave was actually a type of music. Using music to attack himself? He even pretended that the voice contained no hostility!

Perhaps, other monks can indeed be deceived by him and use it against him.

Cao Zhen sneered. It was just a sneer, and the void around him also fluctuated, producing obvious waves. At the same time, Cao Zhen also shouted: "What are you doing by releasing so much compassion? If you are really compassionate, then
To be continued...