Sima Hantan was slightly startled by Lian Xin's sudden movement.
But soon, he thought of something and his expression changed drastically.
"Oops, he wants to break my barrier!"
Realizing that the situation was not good, Sima Hantan no longer cared about refining the Angry Monk, and immediately made a spell and muttered something.
Bang!
Just hearing an explosion, the void above Lian Xin's head opened, and thousands of black soul crows flew out.
Each soul crow has hundreds of years of soul saint's magic power, and can travel through the void and appear anywhere within a thousand miles.
Although it is not as powerful as the soul spear, it is superior in speed. It may not be enough to deal with the angry monk, but it is more than enough to deal with the lotus heart.
"Boy, I still want to save your master in the next life!"
Sima Hantan roared angrily and grabbed the air with his right hand. The soul crows immediately swarmed up and quickly pounced on Lian Xin.
These soul crows began to eat his flesh and soul crazily. In just a blink of an eye, Lian Xin's lower body turned into bones...
Heart-wrenching pain came over her, but Lian Xin's expression did not change at all, and her eyes were as firm as ever!
He pushed his magic power to the extreme, and the escaping light flashed again and again, and soon he reached the top of the altar.
"There is no Buddha without me!"
Lian Xin finally used the Eight Divisions of Evolution, and her body turned into countless dust, instantly integrating into the barrier.
The eighteen flags surrounding the altar seemed to have sensed something, and they vibrated at the same time, emitting a large amount of ghostly light, frantically killing the lotus heart that had "turned to dust".
But the light of ghosts also emerged from the dust transformed by the lotus heart, which collided with the power in the barrier and merged with each other.
Looking from a distance, the barrier on the altar actually swelled like a fish bubble!
"not good!"
Sima Hantan was shocked and felt extremely regretful.
This is shooting yourself in the foot!
Because in order to plot against the angry monk, he had to improve Lian Xin's strength, so Sima Hantan planted a soul seed in his body and injected his own magic power into it.
This move indeed succeeded in tricking the angry monk, but what he didn't expect was that Lian Xin would now use his magic power to break the barrier on the altar!
Those eighteen flags are Sima Hantan's magic weapon, used to suppress the Vajra Buddha Bones.
The soul seed in Lian Xin also came from Sima Hantan.
The two kinds of mana came from the same origin and collided with each other in the barrier, causing the barrier to undergo strange changes and expand rapidly in a short period of time.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the barrier shattered.
The eighteen flags, together with the countless dust, disappeared at this moment, and everything returned to nothingness...
Only a golden light rushed out at an extremely fast speed, like a swallow returning to its nest, flying straight towards Hui Chen!
"Give me the town!"
Sima Hantan's face was gloomy and he waved his big hand violently.
Thousands of strange masks appeared in mid-air again, and they rushed over with strange smiles. At the same time, a soul net fell from the sky, trapping the golden light, trying to block its progress.
But the golden light did not stay, only the sound of Buddha lingered, the glow flashed, and the strange masks bounced away one by one, and then it accelerated suddenly, actually pierced the soul net, and galloped out of the crack!
Whoosh!
The golden light soon stopped in front of Hui Chen.
As the Buddha's light gradually dissipated, its original appearance was revealed, which was a golden human bone!
There are many mantras engraved on the surface of the human bones, and they all light up one by one at this time, as if they are calling for something...
Huichen's tightly closed eyelids twitched.
He seemed to sense something when he was on the verge of death, and gently touched the Buddha's bones with his hand.
All the mantras on the Vajra Buddha's bones lit up, as if cheering for joy, and then flashed forward, entered from Huichen's chest, and returned to his body.
At this moment, the aura on Huichen's body suddenly surged!
Just like a candle that has been extinguished, the flame is rekindled!
Golden light diffused from his body, spreading around like waves, and soon covered a hundred miles in radius, with the sound of Buddha lingering in it, and the holy energy soaring into the sky!
In this golden light, Huichen slowly opened his eyes.
"Lotus heart?"
As if he sensed something, he looked towards the altar in the center of the valley.
There is nothing there, no Dharma platform, no barrier, and no lotus heart...
But Huichen found a familiar scent among the ruins.
In an instant, he understood the cause and effect.
anger!
Boundless anger swept over him, forming golden flames in Hui Chen's eyes. His rickety body quickly straightened up, and strange runes appeared on his arms.
At this moment, where is the haggard old monk? There is a Vajra with angry eyes!
"Sima Hantan, I want you to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his escape light and cut through the void like a meteor. In an instant, he was less than a hundred feet away from the Soul Saint.
"not good!"
Sima Hantan realized that something was wrong, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand. A black soul flag about ten feet long appeared above his head. He held it with both hands and waved it violently.
Billions of soul lights flew out from the black flags, inextricably linked, wailing endlessly.
These soul lights quickly merged with Sima Hantan's holy energy, constantly changing in mid-air, and finally formed hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers, each filled with murderous intent!
Bang!
With a loud and earth-shattering sound, Hui Chen turned into a golden meteor and crashed directly into the ghost soldier formation. In an instant, millions of ghost soldiers were annihilated by the golden light.
He waved his hand again, and four Buddha images appeared behind him. Each of them made a hand and recited a mantra, and infinite golden light spread around, killing the ghost soldiers like mowing grass.
In just a moment, most of the hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers had been killed!
Sima Hantan was horrified in his heart, and secretly thought: "My 'Eternal Soul-Destroying Banner' was forged from the Netherworld Divine Crystal, and I refined it using a secret method in the Wangchuan River in Fengdu City for 2,800 years. During this period, it was absorbed
He has killed countless wronged souls, and his power has already surpassed that of ordinary Holy Spirit treasures, but it still can't stop his three punches and two kicks?"
The scene before him was indeed beyond Sima Hantan's expectations.
He didn't expect that after Huichen took back the Vajra Buddha bones, he not only suppressed his injuries, but also improved his strength to such an extent!
In the blink of an eye, the golden light spread like a tide, and the last ghost soldier was shattered into ashes...
Then, there was a flash of golden light, and Huichen was already in front of him!
Sima Hantan was shocked and turned pale. He immediately urged the escape light to retreat backwards. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula in his hand and twelve ghost rings appeared in front of him.
This is his secret technique "Lighting Nether Ring", which is designed to lock the opponent's soul, and the more he struggles, the deeper he falls!
This was originally one of his trump cards and he would not be able to use it easily, but because Hui Chen's attack was so fierce, he had no time to think and used this secret technique in an instinctive reaction.
"snort!"
Facing the twelve "Zhao Youhuan" speeding towards him, Huichen snorted coldly.
The golden flames in his eyes kept beating, showing boundless anger, like a sea of fire sweeping everything!
The next moment, he did not dodge or evade, transformed into golden light and faced him head-on.
The twelve "Zhaoyou Rings" fell one after another, but they did not wrap around Huichen's body. Instead, he grabbed them with his hands and broke them into pieces one by one!
"This guy!"
Sima Hantan's face was full of horror.
This was the first time he had seen such a brutal fighting method. He thought that the "Zhao Youhuan" was mysterious and unpredictable, containing 360 changes. If it were dismantled using magic, it would take hundreds of moves to determine the winner.
But Huichen didn't make any extra moves at all. He just grabbed it with his hand and broke it into pieces in an instant!
Immediately afterwards, the escape light approached again!
At this time, there was no way to avoid it. Sima Hantan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he activated the protective spiritual light to the extreme, and at the same time pointed with his hand.
But he saw the soul light rippling in front of him, and a moment later a square shield appeared. In the middle of the shield was a ferocious evil ghost, surrounded by thousands of wronged souls.
It is Sima Hantan's life-saving magic weapon "Holy Soul Shield"!
This treasure is extraordinary. It was tempered by his natal soul seed. He has nurtured it day and night since he became a saint. It can be said to be the strongest defense method.
Sima Hantan is confident that as long as this magic weapon is in front of him, Hui Chen will not be able to shake it in a short time. He can take this opportunity to distance himself and meet the poisonous dove in the distance...
Although the idea is good, the reality is unexpected.
There was a loud "Bang!" sound, and Hui Chen's fist hit the Holy Soul Shield. The originally smooth shield instantly sunk inward, making a "crackling" explosion.
The next moment, Sima Hantan found that the telepathy between himself and the Holy Soul Shield had disappeared!
"How is that possible!"
Soul Saint's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
This is his own magic weapon. His punch actually knocked out all his telekinesis?
But it's not over yet...
Huichen kept attacking, punching three times in a row and smashing the Holy Soul Shield into scrap metal. Then he grabbed it with his hand and smashed it towards Sima Hantan!
Bang!
With an earth-shaking loud noise, Sima Hantan's body-protecting aura was shattered into pieces.
The Holy Soul Shield smashed directly into his chest!
Sima Hantan's whole body twitched, he raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
It's a pity that no matter how far he flies, Hui Chen's escaping light follows him, always following him like a shadow, never leaving...
Bang, bang, bang!
One after another, fists full of anger hit Sima Hantan's body, twisting and deforming his body.
This kind of pain is unbearable even for Soul Saint.
"Old bald donkey, I will fight with you!"
Sima Hantan was hysterical. He suddenly opened his mouth and blew out a stream of holy energy, which quickly evolved in mid-air and turned into an eight-foot-long soul snake.
This soul snake contained the source of Sima Hantan's holy energy and was extremely vicious. It wrapped around Huichen's neck almost instantly and bit his left shoulder.
"Well..."
Huichen groaned, feeling part of his soul being sucked out, and a heartbreaking pain came from his body.
But he did not stop his movements, and continued to punch Sima Hantan one after another, beating the latter's body until his muscles and bones were broken, and his limbs were twisted and deformed.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the shield embedded in Soul Saint's chest.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, the Holy Soul Shield slammed into Sima Hantan's Heavenly Spirit Cap. This life-saving magic weapon that he was most proud of had now smashed his own Heavenly Spirit Cap into pieces!
Sima Hantan's consciousness gradually became blurry...
He had never felt this way since he became a saint. He only felt that the world was turned upside down and the whole world became blurred.
In a daze, he saw a hole in the middle of the Holy Soul Shield, which was currently being wrapped around his neck. He was covered in blood and his breath was very weak.
"Sima Hantan, if you kill my apprentice, I want you to pay with your life!"
Huichen strode over.
The golden flame in his eyes has burned to the extreme!
The soul snake sensed the danger of its master and strangled Huichen's neck, biting like crazy in an attempt to stop his actions.
But Huichen grabbed the soul snake with his backhand!
The soul snake suddenly went crazy and opened its bloody mouth towards him. The snake was hesitant to speak.
Huichen sneered, grabbed the upper jaw with his left hand, and the lower jaw with his right hand, forcefully opened the snake's mouth, and then violently tore the soul snake into two halves in the middle!
At this moment, where is the kind monk? He is clearly a fighting god! The overwhelming anger turned into a sword in his hand, and he walked towards Sima Hantan step by step.
"No wonder he's called the Angry Monk..."
Sima Hantan lamented in his heart, his whole body was limp and without any strength.
The next moment, Huichen was in front of him.
The old monk's right fist was wrapped in golden light, raised high, and then smashed down hard.
Bang!
As if the watermelon was smashed, Soul Saint's head was also smashed to pieces...
This scene was so shocking that it stunned Poison Dove, Feng Wu and the army fighting outside the valley in the distance!
Especially the monks outside the valley, in their eyes, saints are unattainable and indescribable existences...
When the saint was angry, he laid down millions of corpses!
Even the top sub-sage cannot withstand a single move in the hands of a saint.
So they naturally have awe of saints, but they never expected that in their lifetime, they would actually see a saint being slaughtered like a pig or a dog...
In the Shengxian Valley, the poisonous dove was trapped by Feng Wu's "colorless sound".
He originally planned to rescue Sima Hantan, but Feng Wu tried his best to stop him. Although his magic power was higher than that of his opponent, the gap between the two sides was not big. It would take at least a hundred moves to determine the winner.
Therefore, the poisonous dove cannot escape at all.
In this process, Sima Hantan had been beaten half to death and was now like a pile of mud. Although he did not die easily, he was still unable to move.
"This guy is also a saint after all, why is he so inexperienced in beatings?"
Dujiu cursed secretly in his heart.
He was also shocked by the strength of the angry monk, but he was more disdainful of Sima Hantan...
The original thought of going to the rescue was gone. Now Dujiu narrowed his eyes slightly and began to make calculations in his heart.
"The realm of the Five Directions has been destroyed, and the Vajra Buddha's bones have been lost. Is it true that the destiny of heaven is no longer on the side of the Buried Emperor?"
"Something's wrong with the situation... I can't be stupid! What about Burying Emperor? What about Linghu Bai? Think of Shennong Tuo, Gan Daozi, Nangong Xiao... who was not the most brilliant? But they were all just short-lived, and now they have turned into loess!
"
"It's enough to show that surviving is the most important thing. Why bother competing for the short term?"
Dujiu's mind was spinning and he quickly made a decision.
"Fortunately, I have made preparations in advance. Now I can't stay in this Piaomiao Mountain. It's better to leave this place of right and wrong quickly..."
Thinking of this, Poisonous Dove suddenly changed his moves, and the billowing poisonous cloud turned into a huge palm print, attacking Feng Wu in the distance.