When the Prince of Daxia was refining the "Qingyang Water Tribulation", he relied on the special collection of the Daxia royal family to achieve a transformation called "Evil Blood Tribulation".
Originally, the "Qingyang Water Tribulation" was a technique to control water, but the Prince of Daxia, who had mastered the "Evil Blood Tribulation", was able to sense Qi and blood and affect the circulation of Qi and blood.
When ordinary warriors are glanced at by him, their energy and blood will run wild, and their blood vessels will rupture and die.
Although the Martial God who enters Taoism will not be injured, his energy and blood circulation will be affected and his strength will be reduced.
And just after he used the power of 'Evil Blood Tribulation', he quickly sensed something abnormal about Chu Qiguang and Mi Siri.
The weight of Qi and blood of these two people is far beyond what ordinary warriors can achieve. They must be martial gods.
So he took action boldly, hoping to capture the two people in front of him and then question them in detail about their origins.
On the other side, Chu Qiguang originally followed Ji Xing to the main hall, and he just took this opportunity to observe the opponent's strength.
His gaze swept across the figure of the Daxia Crown Prince, and a line of writing came from the seeker's eyes: "Unlucky descendant of the last generation of Daxia."
Chu Qiguang thought to himself: 'It seems that they are not the same group of people as those who assassinated Emperor Yong'an last time.'
But while several people were talking, Chu Qiguang suddenly felt the energy and blood in his body vibrate, and then the Prince of Daxia in front of him took action against him.
Chu Qiguang's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately understood that the other party had some kind of power that could sense and affect Qi and blood.
In the eyes of everyone, the Prince of Daxia suddenly rose up and attacked the two monks, one fat and one small, with an aura as if the earth was shattering.
Immediately after everyone looked at him in shock, the fat monk's skin and flesh exploded instantly, his figure surged, and he punched through the water waves in the sky.
With a loud rumbling sound, Chu Qiguang and Mi Siri had already exited the hall.
When Zen Master Tianwu, Duan Xuyan, and Dharma Master saw this scene, their expressions changed, and the green bricks burst under their feet. Three figures had already chased after them, surrounding Chu Qiguang and Mi Siri on the left and right sides.
Abbot Dharma Prime Minister shouted coldly: "Who are you? Why did you sneak into this temple?"
After saying this, his body flashed with golden light, and his originally thin hands suddenly swelled, and they were already swept towards Chu Qiguang with overwhelming aura.
Chu Qiguang let out a slight whistle and flicked his fingers, and the black and yellow energy and space ripples gathered at his fingertips and flew out.
The power of qi and blood, the power of emperor and heaven, and the power of ghosts and gods are combined into one.
Amidst the loud rumbling sound, with just a moment of contact, the abbot of Dharma was completely ejected.
He groaned and took seven steps in a row, leaving a series of small craters on the ground before he stopped.
Fa Xiang looked at the young man in front of him in shock: "What kind of martial arts is this?"
Mi Siri on the side looked at this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself: "Chu Qiguang has made progress again. Over the past few days, he has been practicing martial arts and Taoism, and has integrated what he has learned in his life, and it is becoming more and more difficult to deal with him."
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Then Mi Siri thought again: "Chu Qiguang said that he wanted to see the opponent's strength before deciding how to fight. Now we have been discovered, but he chose to stay. Could it be that he has sensed the opponent's strength? This is again
How did you do it?'
On Chu Qiguang's side, his figure shrank and returned to his normal appearance. His eyes swept over everyone present, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "I don't want to see blood today. If you don't want to die suddenly, you'd better not act rashly."
Monk Ji Xing looked at this scene in surprise and immediately reacted: "The envoy of Chu Qi Guang Chu?"
On the ground where no one was paying attention, the skin and flesh that Chu Qiguang had just torn into pieces were gathering bit by bit. The son of Emperor Tian was so angry that he cursed in his heart: 'Can't you take it off properly? Do you have to tear it apart?'
The Crown Prince of Daxia looked at Chu Qiguang and said with great interest: "Are you Chu Qiguang? The latest demon-suppressing envoy of the Han Dynasty?"
He took one step forward, and everyone present felt the energy and blood in their bodies stirring, as if an invisible hand was squeezing their hearts.
An extremely dangerous aura came from the body of the Prince of Daxia, and the terrifying aura was deeply reflected in the minds of everyone present.
Ordinary monks have already felt waves of trembling, just like ministers meeting the emperor who can decide their life or death with a single word.
Chu Qiguang looked at the other party and thought with interest: 'This Taoist technique... it would be a pity not to do water conservancy.'
'It can also affect qi and blood. I wonder if it can be used to enhance the blood pool.'
The Prince of Daxia continued: "I have long heard that you are a new generation of influential figures in the Han Dynasty, a peerless martial arts genius."
"When I saw it today, it was indeed outstanding."
The next moment, the Taoist power in Prince Daxia suddenly withdrew, and many warriors present felt as if their energy and blood were about to stagnate.
By releasing and withdrawing in this way, he can directly control people's Qi and blood, which shows the profoundness of this Daxia heir's Taoist skills.
The Crown Prince of Daxia looked at him with admiration: "Chu Qiguang, what I admire most is talents like you."
"Are you willing to surrender to this king? Serve Daxia."
Chu Qiguang smiled slightly, then shook his head and sighed softly: "The few Tao arts I know now... are a bit too strong. If you do it soon, many of you may die."
"There are not many masters who have entered Taoism."
"I have recently been building a team to deal with future crises, and I still need talents like you."
"To be honest, I'm not willing to beat you to death."
"So... although the possibility is not high, I still ask first, can you return the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform and my men to me, and then surrender voluntarily?"
Zen Master Tianwu on the side was dismissive of Chu Qiguang's words. He sneered and let out thunderous sounds from his mouth, which made the temple in the main film rustle:
"Jin Nu was originally my Buddhist heritage. You secretly stole it and we are not allowed to take it back?"
"Besides, it's not you who has the final say on who gets to kill whom."
Ji Xing on the other side saw that the situation was about to get out of control, and he quickly advised: "Master Chu, don't be impulsive."
He looked at the Dharma minister on the other side: "Abbott! Mr. Chu has helped us no matter what, how can we repay kindness with enmity? Moreover, he is a high-ranking official of the imperial court. What if he dies here..."
Dharma's face looked sad, and his eyes looked a little tangled.
Zen Master Tianwu snorted coldly, and a thunderous sound shook Ji Xing to the point where he felt dizzy and could no longer speak: "When has it been your turn to talk so much here?"
"Chu Qiguang, when you come to the Buddhist world today, you are throwing yourself into a trap."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spat out, and the thunderous sound of Buddhism swept towards Chu Qiguang like a shock wave.
Chu Qiguang sighed softly as he watched this scene, and black flames instantly burned from the center of his eyebrows.
"You guys...try to survive."
"Those who survive are considered to have passed the interview."
The next moment, everyone present felt that their eyes were blurred, and the original temple had completely disappeared.
In front of him were thick white bones rising from the ground.
The bones that covered the sky and the sun collided with each other, and the mountains and forests gradually turned into high-rise buildings, blocking everyone's eyes.