Seeing Pu Xuan's angry fist, and seeing him being slapped to the ground by the golden Buddha like a fly... Wei Changtian's eyes widened, he had never seen a "plot" that reversed so quickly.
.
When Pu Xuan threw that punch, he felt that things might have turned around.
However, the Golden Buddha immediately shattered this opportunity with just one palm.
Pu Xuan is like an ant who refuses to be numb and chooses to fight against fate, but is eventually crushed and defeated by fate. He seems so vulnerable at this moment.
"..."
Looking blankly at the deep hole that was smashed on the ground, Wei Changtian didn't know what to think for a moment.
And at the next moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the pit and rushed straight towards the Golden Buddha again...
"boom!!"
"boom!!"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Once, twice, three times, four times...
In Wei Changtian's shocked eyes, Puxuan rushed towards the Golden Buddha again and again, and then was blown away, and then stood up and charged forward again...
In just a few dozen breaths, Wei Changtian couldn't count how many times he was slapped away. He could only see that his momentum was getting weaker and weaker, until he could no longer stand up.
The originally neat cassock had become tattered, and there was no blood in the mud all over his body.
As an illusory person, Pu Xuan will certainly neither bleed nor die.
But that doesn't mean he is invincible.
Like the Golden Buddha, his power also comes from the illusion formation, so it also has an upper limit.
At present, Pu Xuan is obviously close to reaching this upper limit...
"Master Wei..."
Turning around with difficulty, Pu Xuan looked at the astonished Wei Changtian and asked softly with a pale face:
"Do you still have the power to strike?"
"..."
His eyes stagnated, and Wei Changtian suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Pu Xuan, then looked up at the golden Buddha whose light had also weakened a lot, and finally understood that Pu Xuan's seemingly futile struggle just now was actually
It's not meaningless.
There is no doubt that defeating this golden Buddha should be the only way to break the formation.
After taking turns to consume himself and Pu Xuan, the former has now reached a critical point.
Maybe if we do it again, we can really defeat this true Buddha...
"have."
Without any hesitation, Wei Changtian uttered one word.
There is nothing in the Dantian, and there is no internal energy at all.
The "Tian Yuan Dan" sold in the system that can instantly restore the state has been taken long ago, and it is still in the "purchase cooldown" period.
In fact, Wei Changtian didn't know why he could unleash the final blow.
But he still slowly pulled out the Longquan Sword with a firm look on his face, slightly bent his knees, and assumed a charging posture.
No matter what, this should be the last chance in the true sense.
So even if he only has the weakest strength, he will try his best.
"Bald Donkey, give it a try."
"good."
Two weak and firm voices sounded and then fell. When the two people turned into two blurry figures and rushed straight towards the Golden Buddha, they hit the latter's huge body with a punch and a sword with determination and no way to retreat.
When he was on top, the old beggar several miles away also spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Tsk!"
The bright red blood dripped on the candlestick, causing the candle seedlings that were already not very bright to shake violently.
The old beggar's body shook violently, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.
Obviously, as the controller of the phantom array, the situation of the phantom array will also have a certain backlash on him.
And since he looks like this now, it naturally means that the powerful illusion array is really on the verge of collapse.
Clenching his teeth tightly, the old beggar's eyes were filled with incomparable anger and cruelty.
He thought that the young man might betray him.
But he never thought that it would be Pu Xuan who betrayed him in the end.
As a "product" of the magic formation, how could Pu Xuan betray the magic formation?!
Although the old beggar heard the conversation between Wei Changtian and Pu Xuan, he could not understand that Pu Xuan was willing to disappear with the phantom formation.
But whether he understood it or not, the old beggar knew that now was not the time to think about this.
After paying so much price, facing this perhaps the only chance to kill Wei Changtian, he would never allow failure!
"puff!"
He bit the tip of his tongue violently and blood mist exploded in front of him.
The old beggar quickly performed complex hand gestures with his hands, and his aura quickly became weak.
But after a few breaths, his face became as pale as a dead man's, and the speed of the kneading in his hands became slower and slower, becoming more and more difficult.
Until it stopped completely at a certain moment...
"..."
The blood mist dissipated, the candlelight became stable again, and the room fell into a dead silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but the old beggar, who seemed to have lost his life, suddenly moved his fingertips.
He still lowered his head, but an undetectable sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
so......
"Did you still fail..."
Lying on his back on the cold soil, Wei Changtian looked at the golden Buddha that was still standing in a trance and sighed softly.
"well......"
...
...
"what happened......"
Outside Yun'an Temple, on the bluestone road under the moonlight, Gu Pan'er suddenly stopped.
She just seemed to see Yun'an Temple in front of her suddenly disappear.
The tall courtyard walls, the roof of the palace bathed in silver light, a few ancient trees... everything was gone, replaced by a strange open space.
There were several black pillars standing in the open space, and a person lying down.
Oh, there seems to be countless copper coins and broken silver scattered on the ground.
Is it an illusion?
Rubbing her eyes, Gu Pan'er looked doubtfully at the tall temple gate just a few steps away, as well as the familiar words "Yun'an Temple" on the door plaque, feeling greatly puzzled.
However, after hesitating for a moment, she walked to the closed side door next to the temple door again and knocked gently.
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The knock on the door echoed in the night, but there was no response for a long time.
Like ordinary temples, Yun'an Temple is closed during the holidays, but pilgrims who want to visit at night will be accommodated.
But why didn't anyone open the door today?
Gu Pan'er took a step back, thinking that something was going on in the temple, shook her head and prepared to leave.
But before she could turn around, she heard a burst of hasty footsteps behind her.
"Sir, Yun'an Temple doesn't seem to be waiting for pilgrims tonight."
Seeing the young man who looked a little surprised, Gu Pan'er thought that the former was also here to burn incense, so he kindly reminded: "I have been knocking on the door for a while, but no one has come to ask."
"Is it......"
After looking at Gu Pan'er quickly and calmly, the young man forced out a smile and said, "Thank you, girl, for reminding me."
"Young Master, you're welcome."
Nodding, Gu Pan'er said nothing more and walked past the young man, as if he was about to return home.
But after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the young man.
"Girl, what's wrong?"
The young man's expression was unnatural: "I'm not here to burn incense, I'm just here to talk to the abbot of the temple about something."
"Oh, I have nothing to do, so I won't delay the young master..."
Gu Pan'er lowered his head, his tone slightly trembling compared to before.
Under the young man's suddenly wary gaze, she quickly turned around and walked away, but her hands in her sleeves were clenched tightly.
Because just now, Gu Pan'er suddenly realized that at the moment Yun'an Temple disappeared, the person lying between several black pillars... seemed to be Wei Changtian.