The earth trembled, the mountains shook, and there was a loud rumbling sound. The battlefield was far away in the sky, but the aftermath that poured down still shook the landscape violently. Pieces of ancient trees collapsed, and the mountains were shattered. It was tragic.
Extremely!
brush--
Guang Hui flicked his sleeves and robe to block the chaotic light coming out of the winged creature's brows and eyes, and then flicked it gently to wipe out the chaotic light.
boom!!!
Directly below, under the vast blue sky, a wild ridge exploded into pieces. The wild beasts in the forest fled in panic, and fled in embarrassment. Some others did not have time to escape, and they were exploded together with the huge wild ridge, leaving only a rain of blood in the sky.
Guang Hui frowned, he held the golden spur that the winged creature had chopped down with one hand, and shouted in a deep voice:
"A battle outside the boundary!"
"Bald donkey, you are dreaming!" Asura sneered again and again. The dim light on his demonic body swayed, and in an instant, thousands of desolate sword lights tore through the sky and surged out!
"I will destroy these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and all these people underground will be buried with Sixth Junior Sister!"
when!
Guanghui used his far-reaching spiritual power to move his body sideways, like a stream of light traveling through the long river of time. He avoided all the dim lights coming from Asura, and his face sank like water.
Qing Mingzhong.
The giant Buddha and the Asura were fighting fiercely. As soon as the palms of their hands hit each other, the world seemed to be turned upside down. Sparks flew everywhere, shocking people's hearts! The two struck a real fire, and the heavy force of each blow was enough to split the earth and make an entire county
The land is sinking!
Viewed from a distance, it looks like a giant Buddha and a demon fighting in the clouds and mist in the wild ancient times.
"What a bastard! What a bastard!"
Guanghui sneered repeatedly after avoiding Asura's lightning spear attack, and suddenly appeared behind the winged creature, and slapped him flying hundreds of miles away, before falling into the cracks in the void.
"Let me see, poor monk, whether your Tianpeng is faster or my Buddhist divine foot power is stronger!"
High up in the sky, looking through the sky, all that was left of a prosperous city were broken walls and ruins. Hundreds of thousands of creatures were lying dead, and blood flowed into rivers, dyeing the entire earth red.
After the winged creature took advantage of Guang Hui's unpreparedness and deliberately smashed the earth city wall with a halberd, Guang Hui became truly furious.
He shouted wildly, and like a powerful figure flying across the sky, he emitted immeasurable brilliance! Under Guang Hui's violent offensive, the winged creatures gradually became exhausted and screamed again and again.
boom!
Guang Hui pinched her fingers to form a seal, forcing the winged creature to fight him head-on with an unstoppable force. The two exchanged blows, causing the sky to shake violently and countless cracks in the void to spread.
"No! How could that happen?!"
The golden halberd in the hand of the winged creature whined, flapped, and shattered into two halves.
Before he could be shocked, Guang Hui clasped his hands again and tore apart the protective light of the winged creature. In a thousandth of an instant, he reached out and tore off one of the winged creature's arms.
puff--
A large amount of blood rained down, and the winged creature roared, the magic was broken, and it transformed into its original form.
In the void, a man with a broken arm and a yellow face showed a bloodless face. His lips moved, and his eyes showed endless fear.
"Third Senior Brother! Third Senior Brother!"
Seeing the giant Buddha transformed by Guanghui swaying with Zen light and raising his fist to kill again, the yellow-faced man screamed and twisted, turning into a golden rainbow and escaping into the distance.
"Third Senior Brother! Xiaoba! Help me, I don't want to die!"
Golden Winged Dapeng Transformation Technique——
The yellow-faced man ranked fourth among Xuan Wenjun's disciples. In terms of seniority, he was even above Zi Xu, who was in charge of Nanhai Dongtian.
After the eldest brother was killed by the black tide, and the second brother and the seventh brother were killed by Wu Ming, the already depleted Xuanwen lineage only had three or two kittens left.
The yellow-faced man has a very high seniority, just below the third senior brother Asura, so the relationship between him and Asura is the deepest.
In addition to the golden-winged roc transformation technique, the yellow-faced man is also a master of the formation. It was he who personally took action to trap Zi Xu and seal the Nanhai Cave.
The law was broken, and the yellow-faced man moved the Tianpeng at great speed, thousands of miles in an instant, but behind him, the Buddha was like a tarsal maggot, clinging to it.
"Third Senior Brother! Xiaoba!"
Another slap came down, and the yellow-faced man's shoulder was shattered. He endured the severe pain and shouted in despair: "Save me!"
"You dare!"
Although Guang Hui and the yellow-faced man fought for a long time, under each other's extreme speed, it only took a few breaths. Asura yelled furiously and threw a three-sided roulette wheel, which made Guang Hui's body tremble, and the golden light also dim.
"call……"
Seeing the yellow-faced man fleeing far away, Asura intercepted the Buddha and fought fiercely, breaking the void. The young man in green shirt who had been silent closed his eyes and suddenly smiled bitterly.
"Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun..."
The young man in green shirt took out a small Bagua talisman and threw it towards the messy ground. He recited the mantra silently and changed his handprints:
"start!"
In an instant, a huge innate Bagua Dao map spread out in the wind, covering hundreds of miles of rivers and mountains under Qingming, and resisting the turbulent aftermath of the battle in the sky.
"I'm offended..."
After doing all this, the young man in green shirt smiled bitterly.
He roared loudly, and his shape instantly transformed into a ten thousand-foot-long green dragon. He stretched out his palm to grab Guanghui, and crushed the infinite Yuan Qi!
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"Well, you're a little reluctant. Zi Kun, who practices the Golden Roc Transformation Technique, is a master of formations and is not good at fighting. It's not surprising that you beat him. But Zi Jin is a pure-blooded true dragon, so it's a bit difficult for you. Already..."
In a large and bright place with a layer of glass that is transparent and crystal clear, there are more than ten people arranged in order according to their positions.
The Qi of each of them is extremely powerful, like the vast sky, so bright that it cannot be looked directly at. The violent void outside the world is beside them, and they are as obedient as cats. They are all crouching at their feet, making no waves at all.
Close to God! Close to the Saint, and close to the Tao!
Above their heads, there is an extremely large fetal membrane, which is inexhaustible and covers the entire human world. However, there is a crack of a hundred thousand feet in length on the fetal membrane, which is extremely ferocious!
Looking outside the crack in the fetal membrane, one can even see the surging black tide, surging and violently shaking the fetal membrane.
Kuroshio——
Boundary wall——
This is the place to mend the sky!
Wang Qiuyi squinted her eyes, looked down, and smiled with interest:
"You only have 80% of your true magical powers, and you have already used your full strength to resist the pure-blooded dragon Zi Jin. What's more, the woman you just killed was Xuan Wenjun's sixth disciple - Zi Jiang. If I hadn't seen it, Wrong, although your incarnation looks like a dragon and a tiger, it is actually about to run out of fuel."
Not far away from Wang Qiuyi, Guang Huizhen remained silent and did not speak.
"Hey, Zijin's real dragon is a trivial matter. Guanghui Bald Donkey, you have to worry about that Asura!"
From afar, Lord Qingli chuckled with great pleasure: "He is the bloodline of the great Asura Kuba, and he is extremely noble. It is just that he has been suppressed by the Confucian Tianxin for many years and cannot use his magical powers. I see him fighting more and more fiercely, I'm afraid he will Break free from the shackles..."
In the realm, a thunder spear shot out from Asura's eyes again. Although the Buddha stepped on the divine foot power and tried his best to dodge, he was still hit in the arm by the thunder spear because of his limited mental strength.
Seeing the red gold Buddha blood flowing from the giant Buddha, the curve of Qingli Jun's lips became wider and wider.
"You, King Kong Temple, have finally come to retaliate!" Qingli Jun laughed and almost burst into tears:
"Fighting against this group of disciples of saints, ordinary humans and immortals are determined to be invincible. Your Vajra Temple is doomed! Hahaha!"
In the midst of Qing Lijun's loud laughter, the giant Buddha transformed by Guang Hui in the realm could not avoid it, and was punched in the mouth by Asura Zhengzheng, and he retreated three thousand miles!
The light around the Buddha dimmed slightly, and golden Buddha blood oozed faintly from its seven orifices.
Seeing Guang Huizhen beside him, Qingli Jun's face became more and more happy. He covered his mouth and laughed freely from his fingers.
Vajra Temple——
He deserves to be destroyed!
Thinking back to the time when Guang Hui and Wang Qiu Yi worked together to suppress him and snatched away the Shinto Talisman Edict that was supposed to be his, Qing Lijun every time he thought about this, he wished he could kill these two people and cut them into pieces with a thousand knives.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, the situation has changed!
Do you have today too?!
In the realm, the battle became more and more intense. The green dragon entangled the Buddha, and when the dragon's body was stirred, it rolled up thousands of wind and thunder. Asura's offensive became more and more fierce. In the fury, a talisman in the shape of a letter was placed between his eyebrows.
The text is gradually falling apart.
As the runes were shattered, Asura's murderous intent was completely released and he became wild!
Every time he raised his hand, there were countless blood clouds and bloody lights, and ghosts crying for thousands of miles could be heard endlessly. It was extremely evil!
The Great Buddha was declining day by day. Due to the dryness of his mind, even the ability to operate his magical feet became sluggish. When Guanghui couldn't hold it back, he almost went to the lower realm.
Suddenly, a lazy voice sounded.
"My hands are itchy. Let me play."
Wang Qiuyi crossed her hands and smiled casually: "I also left a body in Nanhai Kingdom."
"Mr. Wang..."
"Master and Xuan Wenjun said that those who come to mend the sky will not be able to cause war or chaos for eight hundred years. As a constraint, until the mending of the sky is completed, we are not allowed to go down to the lower realms and can only walk in human form."
Wang Qiuyi patted Guang Hui on the shoulder and said calmly: "Although I don't know why the two saints haven't shown up at this time, but they broke the oath first. If they are wrong, it is also them."
"Although there is a reason to repay you the King Kong Temple, but..." Wang Qiuyi narrowed his eyes and smiled slowly: "More importantly, I am still interested in ignorance."
"Ignorance?"
"I am very curious about him. After hearing about his deeds, I often wonder, what plans does such a person have in mind when he dies?"
Wang Qiuyi faintly stretched out his hand and pointed. In the realm, over the Nanhai Kingdom, a celestial force suddenly rose up.
The energy dispersed, and the pressure caused the endless water waves in the South China Sea to condense, and they all sank thirty feet!
A handsome young man in black clothes and a crown lazily held his hands, holding a seemingly endless bright galaxy above his head. In the galaxy, there were countless light spots. If you look closely, you will see that the light spots cover countless martial arts scriptures.
For every speck of light, someone is performing a mysterious magical power, which is dazzling and radiant.
The transformation of Wang Qiuyi——
He actually also left a legacy in the human world.
The sudden scene shocked everyone, Qing Lijun's face froze, his laughter was still stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.
"When Wu Ming is in decline, it's better to sell him one." Wang Qiuyi smiled at the astonished Guang Hui: "No matter how you look at it, I will definitely make a profit!"
"I'm not as upright as Mr. Wang. Chen doesn't have the courage to offend the saint's disciples."
On the other side, a young man sitting on the black water turned his head and showed a beautiful smile:
"But with a little help, Chen can still do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light separated from the deep black water where the young man was sitting, leaving the world and heading straight towards Wang Qiuyi's incarnation.
"The Sa family should also contribute."
An old monk wearing a skull collar sighed, and the skull on his neck suddenly opened its mouth, sprayed out a cloud of mist, broke through the sky, and went straight to Wang Qiuyi's body.
"A saint should not blame..."
"The law does not blame everyone."
"Then let's help."
"..."
In the blink of an eye, almost everyone released a ray of divine flower and broke through the boundary.
Qing Lijun stared at this scene in confusion and swallowed silently.
"Brother, you are a bit unsociable." Joking laughter rang in his ears. Wang Qiuyi put his arm around Qing Lijun's shoulders and said with a smile: "Even your old friends have taken action, and you just watch?"
"Old friend?" Qing Lijun stiffened his face and turned his head little by little.
The dense air circulated, and under Qing Lijun's astonished gaze, an immortal Taoist with a pure body of tens of thousands of feet coughed and smiled awkwardly.
He turned his back quietly, not daring to look at Qingli Jun.
"Old brother, are you stupid?"
Facing the old palace master of Nanhua Palace, Qing Lijun shouted with grief and anger: "Didn't you also have a share in killing Wang Qiuyi? What happened now?!"
"Can you help?" Wang Qiuyi was too lazy to say any more: "If you don't help, I will go to Tongjiang for a walk!"
Qing Lijun: "..."
boom!!!
Suddenly there was a sound of thunder, and several streams of light appeared from the sky, all rushing down to the Nanhai Kingdom, with endless brilliance.
"Well done!"
Wang Qiuyi burst into laughter and flew upwards.
He stretched out his hand slightly to catch the light flowing out of the sky, and then slapped his palm back to drive the light into his body.
Within the body, one hundred and eight orifices were lightly shaken, crushing all the flowing light and turning it into the ultimate Dao Yuanjing.
"call……"
Wang Qiuyi breathed out a long breath. He took three steps in the air. With each step he took, his energy condensed. The vast South China Sea was oppressed by the Dharma body and sank!
Three steps down.
Wang Qiuyi has stepped on the sea water, and the entire South China Sea suddenly sank sixty-seven feet!
"That's pretty much it."
Wang Qiuyi spread her hands, stared for a while, and smiled lightly: "Let me have fun."
With a flash of his body, he crashed through the void arrogantly, penetrated into the endless darkness, and disappeared on the sea.
Far away, hundreds of miles away, there is a White Crane carriage. The carriage was originally filled with drums, sheng and Xiao, and the joy was endless. But when Wang Qiuyi appeared and the Nanhai Sea collapsed under the pressure of a single air machine, the sound of singing and blowing suddenly stopped.
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"Honor God..."
A middle-aged man with a round body rolled out of the Baihe carriage. He looked at the sudden surge and turbulent South China Sea after Wang Qiuyi left. His hands trembled and he murmured:
"Is this a ghost?"
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now.
The sound of killing was endless, and the three giant elephants broke through the sky and the earth. From one end of the void, they surged to the other end. The Buddha's light was endless, the evil energy was thousands of layers, and the dragon's roar shook the sky.
The yellow-faced man looked at the giant Buddha who was surrounded by Asura and Qinglong, and then looked at his broken arm, with deep hatred in his eyes.
"I want you to die! No one can save you!"
He sneered, spit out a mouthful of blood essence, pinched it with one hand, and painted the blood essence on the surrounding formation flags.
In the void beside him, hundreds of formation flags fluttered in the wind, making a hunting sound, exuding an endless aura of chaos, simple and profound.
Zhonghuang Lingbao Formation!
The yellow-faced man is a master of the Formation Dao. He even said that his lifelong practice has been placed in the Formation Dao.
As the formation flags were thrown out one after another, the bears took over half of the sky, and the joy on the yellow-faced man's face became more and more intense.
The blood on his left shoulder squirmed, and a new arm instantly grew, but his vitality was low and he looked out of place with the yellow-faced man.
This is new life, and it needs to be nursed back to health and sacrificed to restore it to its original body.
Looking at the formation flag that occupied half of the sky, the yellow-faced man sneered. He turned his hands and made a series of hand seals, leading the magnificent formation. When he turned his hand seals to the last step, the formation flags rumbled and glowed.
When it rings.
Sudden--
Two rays of white light shone between the yellow-faced man's eyebrows.
A round and round female voice sounded softly, like the crisp sound of pearls rolling down a silver plate. The female voice smiled softly and said lightly:
