"After all, it's... four different things!" Sanyi's voice stopped abruptly, and a giant fist that seemed to be able to break apart the world struck towards the auspicious beast.
Such a powerful force burst out in an instant, and the four people who maintained the auspicious beast were already at the end of their game.
After all, it's just a flash in the pan.
A ball of bright light exploded from the auspicious beast, and the four of them fell to the ground.
Seeing the giant fist rolling from the sky, hundreds of years of memories from this life quickly emerged in front of my eyes.
In front of an absolutely strong person, all struggles seem so powerless.
Looking at the broken rivers and mountains in front of them, although they knew that they were about to leave this world, there was no trace of regret in their eyes.
Suddenly, the huge fist came to a standstill, and Trinity seemed to have solidified after incarnating into its true self.
Everyone looked around and saw a young man wearing red wings behind the neck of the Dharma image. He was gnashing his teeth as if he was grasping something.
"That is?"
Wen Zhiming felt his body getting cold. He rubbed his eyes and then saw the situation clearly under the bright light.
A transparent line as thin as a hair directly went around the neck of the Dharma.
Jiang Xiaoyu grasped both ends of the thin thread in his hands and pulled hard.
This is not an ordinary thin line, this is Jiang Xiaoyu's fishing line, the tendon of an ancient dragon.
After Lao Xu polished it again and again, it became as thin as a hair now.
"Jiang Xiaoyu!"
"That's Jiang Xiaoyu!"
Lin Zhihuan and others were dumbfounded. They didn't understand that if the four of them joined forces, they would only get beaten. Why didn't Jiang Xiaoyu escape?
Why does he still go?
Doesn't he know that even if he channels three heavenly spirits, his strength is still not enough to compete with Trinity?
"No! Impossible!" Wen Zhiming's eyes were wet and he kept shaking his head, "It is impossible for the duration of the channeling to be so long, and it is impossible for him to hold the body of the true self."
Yes! It is indeed impossible!
But, that’s for ordinary people!
Jiang Xiaoyu is not an ordinary person, he is a little clay figurine, a little clay figurine that even he himself cannot figure out.
Qinglong said, you are a little clay figurine.
The stone said, ah, you are actually a little clay figurine.
Shennong said, you may be the last little clay figurine in the world.
Even Lan Yue sang around him: Clay doll, clay doll, a clay doll...
He didn't know anything, but he felt that most of the seal on his spiritual pool seemed to have disappeared.
Like a flood of spiritual essence, it surged towards him.
That is power, a power that has been forgotten by the long river of history. The power that should belong to the little clay figurine from birth.
"No! That's not right! His aura is wrong!" Wen Zhiming was surprised to find that the strength Jiang Xiaoyu displayed at this time was no weaker than him after channeling.
Wen Zhiming murmured: If I had channeled one of the four spirits in my heyday, it would have been nothing more than that. Although Jiang Xiaoyu channeled two more spirits than me, it was impossible to reach this level!
Unless? Unless? Unless he has already stepped into the Mahayana just now?
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Wen Zhiming has been practicing for hundreds of years, but he has never heard of such a monster in the world.
This is no longer practice, but seems to be awakening.
It seems that he was born to be the most powerful person in the world, and his so-called cultivation is just to awaken his own power.
Wen Zhiming sighed: Jiang Xiaoyu, Jiang Xiaoyu, if you don’t die, our Sixiang Sect will remain green for a hundred thousand years!
"What a weird boy!" Sanyi clearly felt that if the strength increased a little more, his Dharma form might really be decapitated by this boy.
"The Vajra is indestructible!" Dharma Prime roared, and a golden light suddenly appeared around his body.
However, even so, Jiang Xiaoyu still held on to the fishing line in his hand.
At this time, he was like a mayfly shaking a tree or an insect swallowing an elephant.
"Ah!" Jiang Xiaoyu roared, the wings of the Suzaku behind him flapped, and the arms of the Green Dragon and White Tiger let out a deep roar.
The fishing line was pulled a little again, and a little golden liquid actually leached out from the neck of the statue.
"How dare you, Zhu Zi, to hurt my appearance!"
Close your eyes and put your hands together.
"Om Shavani Wana is as good as Pini Hum..."
"It's the mantra to destroy karma! He wants to remove the psychic blessing from Jiang Xiaoyu's body!" Wen Zhiming forcibly mobilized his long-depleted spiritual power, pointed at the Dharma Prime with both hands, "Thunderbolt!"
The black and white chess pieces flew out from his cuffs, and when they flew to the Faxiang's face, they exploded instantly.
Faxiang frowned slightly.
Then, the great light behind him suddenly grew larger, and the Buddha's light shot out, directly blocking the chess pieces.
"Not good!" Jiang Xiaoyu also clearly felt that the power of the Blue Dragon, White Tiger and Suzaku in his body was rapidly losing.
He gritted his teeth and tried to increase the strength in his hands.
However, the loss of the power of the three heavenly spirits directly caused the power in his body to plummet.
It's a bit difficult to maintain the previous strength again, let alone increase it.
The mantra of destroying karma continues, and the three external forces in the body have become very restless.
Jiang Xiaoyu could almost see that the shadows of the green dragon and white tiger on his arms were getting darker and darker.
Even the wings on his back were gradually losing feeling.
"Run! Jiang Xiaoyu!" Lin Zhihuan and others wanted to rush directly into the Great Light Phase to interrupt the Dharma Phase's mantra.
However, when they came into contact with the great light, a burst of green smoke immediately appeared from their bodies.
Moreover, there seemed to be some monsters scurrying around in their bodies. This was a sign that Buddha Qi had entered the body. They were practicing Taoist techniques. If the Buddha Qi kept colliding with them, it would most likely destroy them.
The foundation of Taoism.
However, at this point, how could they care about themselves?
The four people rushed over like moths to a flame, and then flew back.
"Jiang Xiaoyu! Run! Let's attract his attention!" There was no other way, a few people could only roar like this.
Run? Where can I run?
Jiang Xiaoyu had no doubt that as long as he let go of the fishing line, the dharma image would catch him the next moment.
At this point, all we can do is bite the bullet and hold on for dear life.
However, in the face of the mantra of destroying karma, it was difficult for him to do it even if he desperately supported it.
The rapid disappearance of the three powers in his body had already caused his body to begin to tremble violently, and when these three powers had almost disappeared, that was when he died.
At this time, in this place, what else can Jiang Xiaoyu hope for?
Wen Zhiming, Lin Zhihuan and others have long been at the end of their strength, and now they cannot even break through the great light of the Dharma.
Who else?
By the way, there are also the real four images.
The real Qinglong, Suzaku and Xuanwu. However, Jiang Xiaoyu understood that it would be even more impossible for their true bodies to take action than for Trinity's true self to die suddenly on the spot.
Their dormancy is measured in units of one hundred thousand years.
For them, if the real body is dispatched, they may lose dozens of hundreds of thousands of years of life. For existences like them, it is unprecedented to give Jiang Xiaoyu a little bit of spiritual power when channeling.
Already.
We cannot blame Si Xiang for being ruthless, because for them, the most important thing in the world is the continuation of their own life span.
In the endless years, they may have seen this scene countless times.
If it weren't for the appearance of the Psychic Flower, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to give even a trace of spiritual power.
"That's all. I, Jiang Xiaoyu, was only born four years ago, but I have experienced things that most people in the world have never experienced. Come to think of it, my experience is also meaningful."
Jiang Xiaoyu tilted his head and saw the Ambergris River winding down under his feet. Although the Ambergris River at this time had long lost its original appearance, what happened when he first appeared in the Ambergris River was...
But it seems like it happened yesterday.
"Senior Brother Lu, with Suzaku by your side, you should be recovering well!"
"Xiao Wan, when you are in the mortal world, there shouldn't be so much fighting and killing!"
"Jiang Ping, I'm afraid you are already alive now!"
"Lan Yue, eat less sweets, otherwise your teeth will get damaged easily!"
"Yu Shi, you have become a fat pig! I have to say this even if you are in front of me!"
Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were fixed in the direction of Chu Yang.
His expression suddenly solidified: Chuxue, don't come! I regretted it. Even your father is no match for this monk!