Many of the monks watching the battle opened their mouths and began to discuss secretly.
"Although Fei Wuji is extremely arrogant, he is also incredibly powerful!"
"Hey, the eight major forces rule the Zhongtian Star Territory and divide countless resources. The geniuses they cultivate naturally far exceed other geniuses!"
"Yes, although this continent protects us from war, it also restricts our cultivation. Time is also fate!"
Many monks sighed in admiration and watched the duel between the two men above the ring attentively.
"What kind of genius do I think I am, but we are just novices pecking each other." Hao Weiren said disdainfully.
He is already a veteran at the peak of Divine Transformation, and one can tell at a glance that Fei Wuji and Feng Qingyang, the so-called geniuses trained by the so-called top strength, are just entering the Peak of Divine Transformation, so they are not very talented.
"These two are really average." Xing Wuya also looked like a magician.
"You dare to claim to be a genius with such qualifications. This star field is really the Dharma-ending Continent!" The Taiyin Sect Master was even more disdainful. He was already a half-step immortal.
When he was young, he fought in countless star fields and was considered invincible under the starry sky.
How can you look down on a person of this level?
Su Bai didn't speak. He focused all his attention on Li Chenhe above the arena and the warrior from the Wu clan.
These two people made him feel very special, especially that Wu Zhan. The blood flowing in his body was most likely Chi You's blood.
However, the battle in the ring has reached a fever pitch.
Fei Wuji controlled the power of Feixian and was attacking Feng Qingyang fiercely.
The defense formed by the Immortality Art is indeed powerful. Although the Feixian's power attacks sharply, it is difficult to break through the defense of the Immortality Art for a short period of time.
The two fell into a stalemate, and for a while neither could do anything to the other.
"Amitabha!" At this moment, above the arena, the ascetic monk from the Western Desert clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and then turned into a ray of Buddha's light and rushed down.
"The conference on Taoism is mainly about discussion, so there is no need for the two benefactors to get into a fight." The ascetic monk looked compassionate, surrounded by the golden Buddha's light.
"Bald Donkey, do you also want to try my power of flying immortals?" Fei Wuji glanced at the ascetic and shouted.
The ascetic monk did not get angry, but said calmly: "Although the power of the flying immortals is extremely mysterious, only the supreme Dharma of our West Desert Buddhist Kingdom can save all sentient beings!"
"Bah!" Even Feng Qingyang was a little disdainful now.
Of the four major regions in the Zhongtian Star Region, only the Western Desert is entirely populated by Buddhists.
For countless years, Buddhist monks have relied on their impeccable tongue and super strong standing to continuously travel to the other three realms to save people.
It has also saved many geniuses, the most famous of which is Changkong Wuji, who received the Immortal Light in the last Taoism Conference, and was brainwashed and saved by the Buddhist monk Tongue Chan Lotus.
"You bald donkey who is pretending to be compassionate, please see the real thing under your hands!" Before Fei Wuji and Feng Qingyang could take action, Xuanhuang Zong Xuanqing rushed down.
The winner of the last Taoism Conference, Changkong Wuji, came from the Xuanhuang Sect. It was originally a great honor, but he didn't expect that Changkong Wuji converted to Buddhism.
This made Xuanhuang Sect furious, but there was nothing they could do.
Therefore, the relationship between the Xuanhuang Sect and the Buddhist Kingdom was forged. Seeing the ascetics from the Buddhist Kingdom appear, the Xuanhuang Sect could no longer sit still.
As the number one genius of the Xuanhuang Sect, Xuanqing showed all his strength and rushed off the stage without hesitation.
"Amitabha, donor, you are destined to be my Buddha!" the ascetic looked at the angry Xuan Qing, clasped his hands and said.
"Old monk, don't go out there and confuse people with your monstrous words!" Xuanqing was very angry. He was sent away to Changkong Wuji ten years ago. When he met the ascetic ten years later, you were destined to be the Buddha.
Isn't this just poaching the disciples of Xuanhuang Sect?
Even the head of the Xuanhuang Sect and a group of elders on the stage had displeasure on their faces, and subconsciously glanced at the Buddha Lord of the Buddhist Kingdom.
Xuanqing formed a seal with his hands, and a mysterious rune flew out, exuding a strong murderous intent.
This surprised many monks present, but they were relieved when they thought about the Buddhist Kingdom's departure from Kong Wuji ten years ago.
The Xuanhuang Sect and the Buddhist Kingdom had a deep hatred. At this time, through the Dao Discussion Conference, it was reasonable for the first person from the two powerful sects to have murderous intentions.
"Almsgiver Xuanqing, you have thoughts of killing!" The ascetic monk did not panic, he chanted the Buddhist Dharma.
Golden Buddhist mantras spit out from his mouth, getting bigger and bigger, emitting hot Buddha light, hovering around him.
The seals formed by Xuanqing's hands also flew faster and faster, forming a huge Tai Chi diagram in the air.
The Tai Chi diagram exudes magnificent brilliance and instantly envelopes the ascetic.
The Tai Chi diagram slowly fell, with murderous intent falling down one after another.
But the ascetic monk was unhurried, unhurried and unhurried, suspended in mid-air.
The Six Sons of Buddhism uttered the mantra and turned into six huge mountains to block the crushing Tai Chi Diagram.
The luminous light of the Tai Chi diagram is intertwined with the light of the Buddha. The two are ebbing and flowing, forming a deadlock.
At this time, Feng Qingyang and Fei Wuji looked at each other and without hesitation, they started fighting again.
The eight major forces and the eight major geniuses are not limited to rules, one-on-one, elimination round.
Whoever fights to the end will be the final winner and will receive the blessing of fairy light.
"My hands are itchy, who dares to fight with me?" At this time, Wu Zhan, a warrior from the Wu clan above the ring, stood up and shouted.
The four geniuses below are already fighting together. As a fighting race, Wu Zhan naturally can't stand it.
He roared loudly. He was a head taller than an ordinary person, his arms were thicker than human thighs, and his whole body shone with brute strength.
"Nanmanzi, I will fight with you!" Wuji Sect Mo Li paused, disappeared into thin air, and appeared on the ring the next moment.
Wu Zhan was very honest and honest. When he put the mace in his hand on the ring, the ground shook with frightening power.
"You are no match for me!" Wu Zhan glanced at Mo Li, and then at Beiyuan Ji's Ji Zhan, who had been silent, and said, "You all go up together, I'm afraid I'll strike too hard, any one of you
I can’t bear it.”
"This is unreasonable!" Mo Li's face darkened and he was filled with anger.
Everyone is the number one genius in the sect, and they are all at the peak level of god transformation. No one is convinced by anyone.
But Wu Zhan's words are tantamount to looking down on them. The geniuses of the eight major forces care most about their appearance.
"What I said is true!" Wu Zhanhan said with a smile.
But to Mo Li and Ji Zhan, this was tantamount to naked humiliation, which was intolerable.
"Barbarian, full of arrogance!" Ji Zhan couldn't help it anymore, shouted loudly, and turned into a stream of light and rushed down.
"Brother Ji, please step aside for now and let me teach this madman a lesson!" Mo Li looked cold and took action as soon as he finished speaking.
The Wuji Sect and the Xuanhuang Sect actually have the same origin. Both are Taoist teachings that were created by nature and were ordered by heaven.