Facing the combined attacks of dozens of his own magic cultivating spiritual masters, Qiu Tianduo could only close his eyes and wait for death. He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.
However, a few breaths passed.
Qiu Tianduo didn't feel any signs of his body being torn apart by intense heat or powerful magic power.
How is that possible.
The speed of magic is faster than lightning.
I'm afraid it won't take more than a breath to tear them into pieces.
Why didn't I feel any pain for so long?
Could it be that the speed was too fast and he couldn't even feel the pain, so he died.
He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly his eyes widened.
He saw a scene he would never forget.
I saw a figure several feet tall, appearing behind Long Xiaoshan, stepping into the void, covered in golden light, with three heads and six arms, like a golden-armored deity, and all the spells bombarded him.
All were blown to pieces by the six arms of the Golden-armored Heavenly Lord.
At this time, Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows were wide open and his eyes were indifferent, not like a human being.
Qiu Tianduo has been practicing Taoism for many years, but he has never seen such a powerful technique.
In comparison.
The techniques they used were just like inferior techniques.
It's like the difference between steam locomotives a hundred years ago and high-speed rail today.
Slow to speak.
In fact, it only takes a few breaths.
All the spells in the sky were blown away by the golden-armored god, leaving only the world stirred by those spells in chaos. The whole valley was roaring with strong winds, thunder and lightning, sometimes like the cold winter, sometimes like the scorching heat of summer, almost like the end of the world.
The ordinary people who were watching in Yaowang Valley were even more panicked, frightened, and shocked.
It was their first time to see spiritual masters fighting.
In particular, the golden-armored god manifested by Long Xiaoshan is like the god of the nine heavens, which makes people's hearts tremble and they can't help but crawl down.
"Brother, he, is he a god?"
Song Siqi was completely stunned, and Song Jun was also at a loss, as if he had not heard Song Siqi's words at all.
"This is Buddhist magic!"
The elders in Yaowang Valley are not as ignorant as Song Siqi.
When I saw the golden-armored god manifested in Long Xiaoshan, I thought of some similar spells in Buddhism.
"Are the rumors true? Long Bang said that he is a third cultivator of Buddhism, Taoism and Martial Arts, a Grandmaster of Henglian, a sixth-level spiritual master, and an early earth-level master. There really is such a monster in this world! Impossible!"
The owner of Yaowang Valley was horrified.
Of course they know about Long Bang and have read Long Bang's description of Long Xiaoshan's combat power.
It's just that they have also seen the video of the battle between Long Xiaoshan and Tang Honghu.
So I didn’t take the Dragon List seriously.
After all, hearing is false and seeing is true.
The Dragon List can only be used as a reference, but that battle was real.
It can be seen that Long Xiaoshan’s combat power is strong.
on the other hand.
In the Hidden Sect, although there are practitioners of law and martial arts who practice both paths, they are already unparalleled, because any one path requires you to spend your whole life to achieve something, let alone practicing two paths at the same time. History has already proven that
There are almost no successful people who practice both Dao. There are only very, very few people who can cultivate to the highest level in both martial arts and martial arts, such as Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, so he is a god and a myth.
And those who practice Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts are even more unheard of.
In the vast history of Yinmen, there is no precedent for a successful person.
Even Zhang Sanfeng, a genius who appears once in a thousand years, can only master two skills.
Long Xiaoshan actually practiced Buddhism, Taoism and Martial Arts.
And they all achieved extremely high achievements.
Whether it is a Henglian Grandmaster, a sixth-level spiritual master or an early earth-level master, if an ordinary person can achieve one in a lifetime, it is enough to dominate a party and become a giant of the Hidden Sect. If Long Xiaoshan is even younger than he is, if the three cultivations are really integrated into one.
That simply cannot be described as terrifying.
At this moment, the owner of Yaowang Valley felt as if a hundred thousand grass-mud horses were rushing past. What kind of monster had they encountered in Yaowang Valley?
But it’s hard to collect water.
They have already broken up with Long Xiaoshan.
So it’s too late to ask for peace.
Moreover, the conditions offered by Long Xiaoshan are really harsh, and Yaowang Valley will never agree to it.
The master of Yaowang Valley screamed: "Come up here and hold him back."
Hooray!
Dozens of black shadows rushed out from all around, but these shadows were not like the alchemists of Yaowang Valley. They were all wearing the clothes of foreign affairs disciples, but unlike ordinary foreign affairs disciples, these people seemed to have a higher status and less strength.
Very strong.
All of them are warriors above Xuan level, and there are even half-step masters.
This is the foundation of Yaowang Valley.
Medicine King Valley is a major medicine refining sect with rich resources. In addition to being able to cultivate many powerful warriors themselves, it can also recruit many powerful warriors to serve them.
These warriors are Yaowang Valley’s reserve of force.
After all, alchemists have a high status and rarely do anything. If they do dirty work, they still have to rely on the warriors they support.
The owner of Yaowang Valley does not expect these martial arts masters in the valley to be able to kill Long Xiaoshan.
He knew that was impossible.
Grandmasters cannot be compensated by their numbers, otherwise they would not have such a lofty status.
But even if Long Xiaoshan cannot be killed, delaying it for some time is enough.
Some powerful spells are very time-consuming to prepare.
Facing the dozens of warriors who rushed over, Long Xiaoshan took back the golden-armored god. This was the phantom of the magic form that he had only recently condensed. Although it had miraculous effects in fighting, it was not worth the loss if it was used to kill warriors. After all, this
He has only scratched the surface of the magical power of Law, Heaven and Earth, and it is too labor-intensive to use it.
Long Xiaoshan stood up, his eyes indifferent, and struck out with a palm.
boom!
A huge transparent palm print appeared in the void, rushing over, bang bang bang bang!
Wherever it passed, all the warriors encountered had their muscles and bones broken. Regardless of whether those warriors used knives, swords, or taught boxing techniques, in front of this transparent palm print, they were like a mantis using its arms as a chariot.
The warriors who rushed through were originally surrounded by a fan-shaped circle.
This palm directly opened a passage from the middle like a knife cutting through butter.
The huge transparent palm print swept across these warriors and rushed dozens of meters before dissipating in the air.
All the warriors who rushed over were stunned.
"die!"
A red-faced old man suddenly stood out from the group of warriors, holding a golden ring sword and slashing it with a fierce roar. A golden sword line was drawn from the air, as if the void was torn open.
Even other people standing a few meters away felt their skin sting, as if they were about to be split in half.
"What a powerful knife."
"It's the Venerable Golden Sword. He has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years. This sword is probably the pinnacle of his life. I'm afraid even a grandmaster can compete with it in front of him."
Some warriors who knew the old man exclaimed.
Faced with this almost master's sword.
Long Xiaoshan raised his eyes slightly, his expression not wavering at all. He pinched his raised palm and pulled it back, as if he was drawing a round bow with a full moon.
