Chapter 12 The situation has changed several times
"Whoosh——" Bing Fengzi shot the fourth green arrow!
The sharp arrow dragged the emerald green light and flashed into the night, flickering left and right, flickering and extinguishing, constantly changing its trajectory in the air, making it difficult to predict its direction.
The two sides were separated by hundreds of feet. The arrow should have been shot at the speed of the emerald green light, but it kept flying through the air and was delayed. However, the speed of the arrow was so fast that it cut through the wind and rain, which gave Zhi Shouzhen, who was watching, a strange feeling of contradiction. p>
With the sense of energy, the two monks realized the threat of this light arrow. The "Huo Huo" wave of the Zen staff became more and more rapid, and the wind and rain were difficult to penetrate. A dragon and a tiger raised their heads and necks around the Zen staff, staring at the trajectory of the green light arrow.
, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Zhikarizhen's heart moved. The moment before the seven-color arrow of light was about to arrive was the most terrifying. Is the swordsmanship the same?
If the sword style is exhausted, it will lose its change. If the sword style is almost exhausted, is it more threatening? And can the exhausted sword style try to change again? In the Human Hair Murderous Inspiration Arc, one sword move has derived from thousands of styles.
Does it contain the same wonderful principle of change? The wind between heaven and earth has no phase, the clouds are impermanent, the grass and trees wither and flourish, and the four seasons change. Could it be that the true meaning of swordsmanship can also be understood from it?
A series of questions ran through Zikari's mind, arousing countless strange thoughts. Witnessing this duel between the top masters of the Eight Desolations opened up his horizons, and the benefits to his future kendo are immeasurable.
A magnificent and unparalleled Jade Emperor Xuan Qi Qi fell from the sky and brushed towards the two monks!
The wind suddenly stopped, the raindrops suddenly disappeared, and even the night became blurred... Wherever the clear air of the Jade Emperor Xuan Qiong passed, an absolute blank area was created, as if a piece of the void had been forcibly dug out.
Zhang Wujiu stood proudly at the foot of the mountain, as if he were standing high on the clouds, with his palms facing each other, clasped in front of his chest, in the shape of holding a ball in his arms, with his fingers crossed or curled, pinching and performing the technique.
Buildings of hazy palaces appear in the clear air of the Jade Emperor's mysterious dome. Above the palace, a heavenly gate towers thousands of meters tall and majestic, like a dazzling giant standing tall and towering over the sky, overlooking all living beings.
The Dharma of the Jade Palace - Nantianmen!
Before the Dharma image fell, the Qi of the two sides had already touched each other. The two monks' knees suddenly bent, their faces turned purple, and the two goose egg-thick Zen staffs groaned and bent out of the arc. "Rumble, rumble!" The radiant Tianmen looked down.
It plummeted, the fields were shaken, the mountains and rivers were cracked, and the earth was overwhelmed and groaned.
This is the majestic power of heaven!
This is the unkindness of God who treats all things like rotten dogs!
"Boom!" In the deafening loud noise, the Nantianmen Dharma Master suddenly hit the Zen staff. "Crack, click, click!" The two Zen staffs broke back and forth, and the fragments flew. The two monks' lips were bleeding, their faces were like gold paper, and their limbs were shaking uncontrollably.
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Zhang Wujiu spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time and staggered back. He forced out the incomplete Nantianmen Dharma, one against two, and his internal organs were already damaged.
Emerald green arrow light flashed, as if emerging from the hidden void, an arrow penetrated the dragon and tiger dharma, and exploded violently. One dragon and one tiger collapsed with a mournful roar, and the two monks spurted blood from their mouths, and their bodies were shaking.
The fat old man jumped out from the other side of the mountain road, and the sack in his hand was thrown out like a dark cloud. In mid-air, the sack expanded rapidly as if it had been fully inflated, and the mouth of the bag continued to expand, like a huge black cave, covering the heads of the two monks. p>
Huge suction force came from the mouth of the sack, and the two monks' robes were pulled upwards. The soles of their feet involuntarily left the ground, and their bodies floated up, bit by bit, toward the mouth of the sack.
Suddenly, a monk's body grew rapidly, his limbs stretched out, his chest and back bulged, his robe cracked open, and rags flew everywhere. The monk grew into a little giant about ten feet tall, with shining muscles.
The copper block was raised high, and the exposed veins were twisting like steel bars. Two giant palms the size of cattail fans grabbed the mouth of the sack and pulled hard.
The suction force of the sack suddenly decreased, and another monk took advantage of the situation to break free and fall to the ground. Before the man could stand still, a wisp of smoke silently approached from behind him, as fast as a ghost, flying around the monk in a circle, and then escaped. p>
"Swish, swish -" Hundreds of slender blood holes opened from the monk's body, blood flowed wildly, and a black mist surged out of each blood hole, shaped like a tiger's head, with a fierce look, exuding a ghastly sword energy.
.It is the sign of being struck by Yin Jiuyou White Tiger’s Seven Evil Sword.
The next moment, the jade light of Lingxi Shen cut across ruthlessly, the monk was broken at the waist, and fell to the ground bleeding.
At the same time, the monk in the form of a giant suddenly twitched his face and let out a scream that did not sound like a human voice. Green vines came out from his nostrils, ear holes, mouth, and eye sockets, wrapping around his body and dancing strangely. The monk's giant body
It quickly shrank, its muscles withered, and turned into a skinny skeleton, which was then sucked into the sack.
The mouth of the sack automatically tied tightly, shook a bit, and floated back to the fat old man's hand as if he had burped.
Zhi Shouzhen was secretly frightened when he saw it. The fat old man's sack was nothing more than a trace. At least there were traces to follow. Master Mu's Mu Xing technique was mysterious and invisible, making it difficult to detect. Even if he cultivated a witch spirit and had superhumanly sharp five senses, he would still be able to detect it.
I didn’t see clearly how those vines were planted into the monk’s body.
Yao Xia, Zhang Wujiu, Yin Jiuyou and others had no scruples anymore and approached one after another, surrounding the remaining monks. The three white elephants snorted angrily, flapped their giant wings, and raised a column of water.
"Wang, please move your hands and feet a little bit." Wang Ziqiao laughed, but no movement was seen. The three white elephants slowly knelt down, collapsed, and silently closed their eyes and fell to death.
Everyone in the Taoist sect was in awe. Wang Ziqiao's move was pure mental power and he could cross hundreds of feet to kill the enemy. It was truly overbearing, at least it was at the high level of Lianxu Hedao. A strange color flashed in Zhang Wujiu's eyes. This wild Taoist has no way to do anything.
The sect, to have cultivated to such a level, must have a wonderful inheritance, and they must have obtained some immortal mansion ruins. If the Jade Palace can obtain it... He secretly inspected the surroundings, and everyone looked vague and thoughtful.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie! These bald men are full of vitality and blood, so why not let my minions eat them to save the waste." Yin Jiuyou laughed strangely, and his eyes that flickered like will-o's fire greedily swept over the monks, as if staring at a group of waiting people.
Slaughter the lamb.
The monks held their weapons in their hands angrily and glared angrily, clearly intending to fight to the death. The old monk still sat cross-legged, holding his rosary beads, and chanting sutras louder and louder: "The Buddha told Subhuti, all Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should be like this.
Subduing his mind: All sentient beings, whether born from an egg, born from a womb, born from moisture, born by transformation, whether they have color, whether they have no color..."
"If you have thoughts or if you have no thoughts, I will cause you to enter Nirvana without remnants and save you..." A young novice monk in cloth threw away his sword, walked out from the crowd, limped behind the old monk, sat down, and joined in the chanting
He was about fourteen or five years old. His right leg was hit by a rock and was dripping with blood. His face was quite delicate, his pure eyes were dark and bright, and he looked a bit weird when he blinked.
"Subhuti, Subhuti has the appearance of myself, the appearance of human beings, the appearance of living beings, and the appearance of a living being, so he is not a Bodhisattva..." The monks sat down one after another and chanted in their mouths. The sadness on their faces gradually faded away, as if they were immersed in the subtle words of the Buddhist scriptures.
In Jingyi, there is no one else around.
"A bunch of idiots who are pretending to be gods!" Yin Jiuyou impatiently turned into smoke and rushed up.
"Bang -" a flash of golden light shook Yin Jiuyou out. With the old monk as the center, a circle of scorching golden light lit up around it, shaped like a ring, and just happened to surround the monks. As the monks chanted
As the menstruation continues, the golden light becomes stronger and stronger, giving rise to a dense and thick texture.
King Kong subdues the demonic circle! Prince Qiao does not show his face. This is the most mysterious Buddhist magical power. It is only related to the understanding of the meaning of Buddhist scriptures and has nothing to do with the level of cultivation.
"Huhu——" Jiu Ren flew up to the peak, and the rocks flew out and hit the monks like a violent storm. The golden circle of light emitted a brilliant light, and the rocks hit each other and fell apart instantly. Everyone in the Taoist sect took action one after another, and there was a wonderful moment.
Strange light burst out, and energy surged. The golden halo of light was like a copper wall, unmoving, blocking out all the bombardment.
"All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such..." The sound of the monks chanting sutras echoed like bells, and the howling wind and rain seemed to be soaked in it, becoming ethereal and mysterious. The little novice monk seemed to have something.
After realizing this, I stretched out my hand to catch the falling raindrops, with a smile on my lips, like a pure white lotus slowly blooming.
"You stay here first." Qingfeng said warmly to Zhikarizhen, his eyes focused, and he took a step down the mountain slowly.
With this step, the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle shook violently, and the chanting of the monks was abruptly interrupted.
After taking the second step, the Vajra Demon-Conquering Circle dimmed, and all the monks turned pale, spitting blood.
After taking the third step, the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle collapsed and exploded, and the monks were thrown around, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
"Kill them all." Qingfeng stood at the foot of the mountain with a calm expression. The old monk fell down next to his pure white cloud socks that were not stained by mud and dirt, and was already dead.
"I like to kill people the most!" Yin Jiu Yougui smiled and rushed out first, with blood splattering and black mist surging heavily.
Suddenly, a loud roar pierced the air.
The wind and rain all over the sky suddenly stopped, and the thunder and lightning also became silent, as if the roaring world had settled down in this amazing roar.
Qingfeng's calm face showed a look of surprise for the first time.
A gigantic shadow loomed in the distance, rushing at an unimaginable high speed. Along the way, water accumulated and mud splashed, forming a long and invincible gray dragon!