The power of Demon Tanzi's body is at least 20,000. It is five times more than Zhuang Wudao. Various secret arts and mystical powers have increased, and the power limit reaches more than 2 million. Even if Zhuang Wudao uses the strongest
Several mystical arts and supernatural powers can't compete with him.
Even if he actually focuses on physical training, specializing in boxing and swordsmanship, and only minoring in magic. At this moment, he has to change his fighting style.
To directly fight with your own body is what a fool would do.
Sixteen rays of 'Taixiao Chongming's separation and union' divine light were just a stone's throw away, and struck with lightning speed faster than the blink of an eye. Even the demon sandalwood could not avoid it.
But before that, Demon Tanzi had transformed into a piece of Blood Yang, and directly absorbed most of the power of Yang heat with the Blood Yang Fusion Gold Divine Technique. The remaining part, the trauma caused to Demon Tanzi was small but significant.
Small, almost negligible.
The only thing Zhuang Wudao can be thankful for is that Motanzi doesn't have the method to transform force into force, so he can counterattack the power of Taixiao Chongming's Divine Light of Separation and Reunion.
But just a moment later, Zhuang Wudao no longer had any luck in his eyes. He could only see the ball of blood sun, like a falling meteor, falling straight above the altar to where Nie Xianling was.
With helpless eyes, Zhuang Wudao sighed slightly, and had no choice but to turn into lightning again, and appeared above the altar, in front of Nie Xianling. He already knew that with the wisdom of this demon tanzi, how could he not know how to attack the enemy?
What must be saved? He Zhuang Wudao has the ninth-best spell in the world and the thirtieth-ranked escape technique on the list of secrets. At this moment, it is useless.
With the Blood Aegis as the main one, Zhuang Wudao used layers of techniques to block him. However, he could also see with his own eyes the sarcasm, cruelty and ferocious murderous intention on the face of the Demon Tanzi.
"The devil borrows a method, the blood-yang melts the gold and ends the world, let me die"
All the blood and light turned into a spear shadow. Carrying the momentum of destroying the world, it rushed in. It locked all Zhuang Wudao's body and mind.
Zhuang Wudao was almost suffocated. The same mysterious power he had in the battle with Motanzi's distracted incarnation two years ago was far less powerful than his original form.
'Dang, there was a roar, and the gun shadow hit the shield. The muscles and blood in Zhuang Wudao's body were suddenly shattered and scattered at a visible speed, turning into mustard dust.
Even if Zhuang Wudao used the Great Shift of the Universe to continuously transform and release the power of this spear, he still could not stop the disintegration of his flesh and blood.
This Demonic Tanzi is so powerful! The strength of the top forty people in Tianji Monument is so disappointing.
"Unparalleled Soul, Absolute Power to Connect with God"
"Unparalleled Soul, Chongming Sword Wings"
The woman's clear voice sounded behind Zhuang Wudao. However, the person who performed these two mystical arts was not Zhuang Wudao, but Nie Xianling.
Logically speaking, the mystical art of Jue Li Congshen cannot be given to others. However, Zhuang Wudao is different. He is the one who created this mystical art, and Nie Xianling directly copied it from him with the soul of Wuwu. Everything is different.
, are all exactly the same, with similar real energy frequencies. Therefore, Nie Xianling's use of this technique directly increased Zhuang Wudao's strength six times.
Zhuang Wudao felt bitter in his mouth. Nie Xianling was really smart. He knew that at this time, he didn't have much time to use mystical powers. The strength of a foundation-building realm was not enough in front of Yuanshen, so he directly used this door
He is blessed with auxiliary magical powers.
But the problem is that right now, he can hardly bear the strength of the Demon Tanzi opposite him.
The blood shield is tough and has not been damaged at all under the impact of these two and a half million spears. Zhuang Wudao's eyes also sharpened suddenly.
"The world has moved, the flowers and trees have been replaced"
Holding the blood shield in his hand, he suddenly slipped to one side and forced the blood spear away. The world moved greatly, and with the help of transformation, most of the power of the spear was poured into the body of the blood shield and directed towards Motanzi's chest.
In the abdomen, hit hard
At the same time, three pairs of sword wings suddenly opened behind Zhuang Wudao. A pair of pupils also appeared in the eyes.
"Chong Ming Sword Wings, Unparalleled and Unmatched"
Chongming's world-viewing pupil distorted the power of the void, almost locking the figure of Demon Tanzi in mid-air. Zhuang Wudao was also afraid that the lethality was not enough, and an earthy-yellow brilliance appeared on a pair of fleshy palms.
Stone thrower, big crack stone
"boom"
The blood shield directly hit Demon Tanzi's chest and abdomen. For a moment, the blood and flesh flew away, and a large number of internal organ fragments spurted out from Demon Tanzi's back, and then vaporized and evaporated under the burning of the sun fire.
It even spread to Demon Tanzi's whole body, and was burned by the Taixiao Chongmingli Fire that rushed into his body, turning into dust in an instant.
However, before Zhuang Wudao had time to rejoice, the body of the Demon Tanzi suddenly exploded. The huge shock force recoiled, shaking all his internal organs, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth. Then he saw another one.
A ball of blood appeared on his right side. In just a moment, Motanzi's figure appeared again, unscathed, and his eyes were filled with admiration and admiration.
"You're careless, fellow Taoist Zhuang. It seems I really don't underestimate you at all."
Zhuang Wudao felt a chill in his heart. He forced himself to straighten his body and looked at Motanzi.
"Are you talking about the flesh-and-blood body substitution technique?"
The secret technique of the magic sect is to refine a part of your own flesh and blood into a blood body seed, and bury it in advance near the body within the reach of your spiritual thoughts. If you encounter an irresistible force, you can abandon your original body at any time and transfer your energy.
The blood essence and even the soul can be quickly restored with the help of the blood seed that was buried before.
He should have thought that since Motanzi was willing to put the bloody puppet on his own soul-splitting incarnation, he must also have a similar technique that can replace death.
——This person is not ignorant of the value of the bloody doll, nor is it because he is willing to give it up, but this "bloody doll" is of little use to his body.
He figured out all the reasons in his heart in an instant. Zhuang Wudao's heart became more and more discouraged. With that blow just now, he had already staked everything for a decisive blow, and almost used everything he could.
The power used.
But as a result, it still failed to harm the hair of Demon Tanzi——
Unless he could find out in advance where Motanzi had arranged his 'flesh and blood substitute', he would have no chance of winning.
Or, if you can kill the demon tanzi seven times or more, you can also make this person unable to resurrect. But how can he do it now?
"Do you recognize it? It's so insightful. It's the flesh-and-blood body substitution technique. None of those who died in my hands over the years can recognize it. Only fellow Taoist Zhuang can recognize it at a glance."
There was a hint of joy in Motanzi's eyes: "It was a technique I acquired by chance when I was in the Golden Core realm in my early years. Thanks to this technique, I am lucky enough to be alive now."
Zhuang Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly: "With this secret technique alone, your Tianji Monument ranking will definitely be more than thirty-sixth."
"I didn't see you talking so nonsense the last time I was in the Demon's Cave? I just want to delay time and wait for help, but I'm afraid it won't be possible."
Motanzi smiled and shook his head: "Although the Tianji Monument is good, one can roughly estimate the level of cultivation accurately. However, only secret arts and mystical magical powers cannot be judged by the Tianji Monument. Furthermore, as long as the Tianji Monument ranks among the thousandth
Who among us can have no hidden cards? Even if you are Zhuang Wudao, the same is true. Judging from your combat power, you should be in the top fifteen of Tianji Monument. And these pairs of sword wings——"
His eyes changed, and Motanzi turned to look behind Zhuang Wudao, the big one, the three small ones, and the four pairs of sword wings. His eyes flashed with joy: "This is not a single magical power, but it can bless multiple people? This
Is this the confidence of your Lichen Sect? It’s a fluke that I, Demon Tanzi, only need to be one step late today. I am afraid that I will be defeated in this battle. Taoist friend Bu Xuanqing chose to fight in this Shiling Buddha Cave, even though it is another place.
I had a plan, but I didn’t expect it to go wrong.”
Zhuang Wudao secretly sighed in his heart. Although he had already unfolded the wings of the Chongming sword, it could not provide blessings to Master Jiefa and others. Blocked by the power of blood evil, he could not sense any trace of Jiefa and others at all.
I couldn't even stand on the Dharma altar, and this Demon Tanzi wouldn't allow it.
And his combat power is not as good, even if he stands up, he will still be in a situation of death. Now only Nie Xianling can give this stone spirit Buddha cave a thousand-mile radius, which is less than twice the strength. We can only hope that this technique can
So that those who enter the Buddhist cave can sustain themselves for a longer period of time.
It's just that the Demon Tanzi in front of him is beyond his ability to solve. He also doesn't know where the Master of Shenfa Jiefa is at this time. Can he come to his aid in time?
While he was thinking about how to break the situation, Zhuang Wudao suddenly heard the sound of a piano. He didn't know where it came from. The sound was trembling, not pleasant to the ear, but made people feel creepy.
"Seven-fingered Tianqin, Jun Baichuan?"
Needless to say, Zhuang Wudao knew who the sound of the piano came from. Among the thirty souls in the Shiling Buddha Cave, only this one was famous for his skill in playing the piano.