Asura's ancient fist path penetrated everything in the way, and turned his pale fingers like pillars of heaven into powder.
The sky pillar descended and disappeared like an illusion in the clouds.
Luo Ganjing was overjoyed.
He said excitedly: "It is indeed an illusion."
I was surprised and at the same time alert.
He had seen Luo Tianfeng take action, and the mace, like the prison pestle of King Ming, was filled with dust wherever it passed.
With the blessing of the undefeated Shura Taoist body, Luo Tianfeng was like using a resurrected ancient saint. Although he had such tyrannical strength, he was not proficient in illusions.
In other words, the person who blocked him this time was most likely an outsider.
Luo Ganjing's pupils narrowed.
If this is an illusion master, then his close combat skills are definitely not as good as mine.
As long as the opponent's true identity can be found, he can be captured and killed.
From this point, Luo Ganjing speculated that the resurrected leader must not have as much strength as before. Otherwise, why would he first threaten him verbally, and then use his identity to frighten him, causing him to fly away in chaos, and on the way to escape, he sent outsiders to use illusions to suppress him?
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It's just a pity that if the person who cast the illusion was not imitating some fingering technique that he had never seen before, but the leader Luo Tianfeng's Wolf Fang Heavenly Strike, he would definitely not choose to resist forcefully.
And he was able to react to all this so quickly.
So he used the Spiritual Officer Dharma Eye without any hesitation.
The eyes of Lianxu God burst out with a mighty light.
Directly penetrate the illusion in front of you.
Divine light burns like fire.
Under light and shadow.
The figure standing in the void gradually appeared.
Top corner, red hair.
"found it!"
"Which clan of monks are you from?"
Luo Ganjing didn't have time to think too much.
No matter which cultivator the opponent is, the aura of spiritual intelligence does not seem to be strong.
Even if his body is injured, he can still break through the blockade of an illusion master.
Thinking of this, he sacrificed a pair of holy weapons without hesitation.
Those are two fist armors covering the forearms, which are his famous weapons.
As an elder of the Asura clan, countless powerful enemies have died under these iron fists.
His body is also Taoist.
Even if they are from the same clan, or even twin brothers or sisters, their Taoisms are slightly different.
Some people are strong while others are weak. Some people perform well and some perform poorly.
It just so happens that he is the one who can give full play to his role.
"Shatter the dust and break the darkness!"
Throw out one punch.
The arm armor began to breathe like skin, and the terrifying Qi vaguely turned into the world of mortals.
That was just the fist wind after punching. The so-called fist wind was not the divine power of the holy fist. The fist wind was the mortal world that died under his hands, and was the cry of life that fell into the netherworld forever.
Luo Ganjing seemed to become holy as he displayed his fist.
Like an ancient Shura who came from the wilderness.
Dancing black hair.
Divine eyes bursting with cold light.
And the vertical eyes that seem to tear everything apart, all tell the story of his power.
The holy light shines brightly, and the world of mortals is shattered.
"die!"
Far away.
The tall figure standing in the void also took action.
He no longer used any magical powers, but instead evolved a fist style.
The body is like a long bow pulling the full moon, and the sun is lifting up the black and yellow in the boxing performance. The lunar sun and the sun are rotating in two wheels, and the immortal king swallows the soul and suppresses it.
The Soul-Swallowing Fist has accompanied Tu Shanjun in his long cultivation career. It is his ability to settle down and make a living, and it is also a powerful method that helped him defeat powerful enemies time and time again when he was not yet successful.
In his later enlightenment, he realized the importance of weapons and magic weapons, but he did not neglect the improvement of boxing, but integrated them into the soul flag.
Use fists as hammers and hammers as fists.
Until his Tao body was immortal, his divine body was like iron, and ordinary divine weapons and magic weapons could not damage his body, he finally returned to his true nature.
Just like Tu Shanjun said.
He doesn't need the help of magical weapons.
Because he is the most powerful weapon in the world.
The boxing frame is strange.
Stand still.
A large black picture appeared behind the red-haired figure. If you look closely, it seemed to be an unknown big fish. The big fish opened its mouth and spat out a stream of white light. It turned out to be a small fish.
The big fish surrounds the small fish, and the small fish nestles next to the big fish, forming a black and white wheel.
Tu Shanjun glanced sideways slightly.
All things carry yin and embrace yang, the yin pole generates yang, and the yang pole generates yin.
This is what he realized when he arrived at the sea.
What is the sea? The sea is vitality and the place where life is born. So, a white fish was born in the vast black sea, and the white fish swam freely.
'Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three.'
When Tu Shanjun murmured softly, two black and white features suddenly appeared on his face, which was caused by Tao and Demon. The green-faced evil ghost in the center of Tao Demon moved his figure.
The three majestic divine lights turned into a gray fist, which swallowed up the entire world and covered the vast land.
"Fake!"
Luo Ganjing was horrified and yelled hoarsely.
That must be false. It is impossible for a great master of illusion to possess such terrifying fist power at the same time.
If his fist is like a supreme heavenly sword, it can cut through the world of mortals and cut off the underworld.
In his eyes, the fist intention from the distant sky is like a group of chaos swallowing up the heaven and refining the earth. It is the unity of all things, and that unity is the undoubted Tao, a god that does not need anyone to defend it.
This kind of boxing shouldn't exist in this world.
There would be no such punch.
"This punch."
"Swallow the soul and refine the soul to ask the true immortal!"
Bang!!!
Both fists face each other.
The holy soldiers suddenly collapsed.
It was no longer the sound of the clash of gold and iron, nor the silence of heaven and earth, but the expansion of chaos.
Luo Ganjing watched helplessly as the holy weapon in his hand shattered into pieces, and his entire arm suddenly turned into blood-colored mist, and the terrifying force soaked into his body.
puff.
The blood is rising.
Squirting violently.
Luo Ganjing fell hard from the sky to the ground. He was as strong as a saint, and now he had no ability to stand up again.
This punch completely shattered his way of survival and cut off his vitality. He could clearly feel the collapse of his body. It was a kind of disintegration of the world. Once it started, it was difficult to stop it.
In fact, he was injured to begin with.
Still a serious injury.
The more powerful a monk is, the more afraid he is of continuing to fight after being injured.
Rebirth through blood is not a heaven-defying method for them.
However, if he was injured and still fighting with a force of the same level, no, his realm was even higher than the opponent's. At the moment of contact, he already knew the realm of that monk.
Sea Saint.
It's just the middle stage of Xusheng.
He used the middle stage of Xu Sage to counterattack him, a monk in the late stage of Xu Sage.
It's enough to be proud of.
Luo Ganjing didn't mean that Tu Shanjun was proud enough, but that he was proud enough.
Geniuses are always different from ordinary people, especially the fist intention. In the face of that fist intention, maybe even if he becomes a true saint and displays the magic that belongs to the true saint, he may not be his opponent.
'What kind of scary monster is this?'
"you……"
"Which clan of monks are they from?!" Luo Ganjing moved his head with difficulty, staring at the red-haired master soul who was approaching.
He really wanted to see the background from the other person's body, but the red hair, pale face, and lingering sinister aura made it impossible for him to guess.
"Could it be that you are a monk from the ghost clan, a top clan?"
Tu Shanjun said nothing.
Luo Ganjing laughed miserably, looked at Luo Tianfeng and said, "I may die first, but you, the leader, will die one day, either under siege or in the hands of others."
Luo Ganjing, who was about to die, suddenly felt wet at the corners of his eyes.
Luo Tianfeng walked forward step by step and said in a deep voice: "I won't die."
"Not only will I not die, I will also kill you and other traitors one by one!"
"I, Luo Tianfeng, am the future of the great religion."
"Do you regret that you ended up like this?"
Luo Tianfeng looked at Luo Qianjing and said: "As long as you say that you have repented and are willing to surrender to me again, I will spare your life, allow you to continue to be an elder of the great religion, and allow you to see the prosperous world created by me!
"
Seeing that the other party was not really a traitor, Luo Tianfeng couldn't help but decide to give the other party another chance.
"Hahaha."
Luo Ganjing looked up to the sky and laughed.
"If you want to kill, then kill."
"What a man would regret to die."
"I only regret that I am not strong enough to avenge my Taoist companions and eradicate the shackles of the great religion. I hope that my death can wake up the great religion and make everyone understand that you, a tyrant, are still alive."
Luo Ganjing yelled: "I'm just taking the first step and will wait for you in the underworld!"
"Your death will not wake them up, it will also fulfill my plan."
"kill him."
Luo Tianfeng waved.
Tu Shanjun looked at Luo Ganjing, who was about to die, with a strange look in his eyes: "Fellow Taoist, please enter the banner!"
Luo Qianjing's Taoism is stronger than his, but he still has the "yang world" of Wu'an Guixu compared to the world of soul flags. Those who sink into the world of soul flags are of course in the "underworld".
Luo Tianfeng said in a deep voice: "Where is the soul?!"
Tu Shanjun looked at Luo Tianfeng and said calmly: "The soul belongs to me."
Luo Tianfeng frowned. The person he chose was Luo Ganjing because Luo Ganjing was a key figure and his cultivation level was higher than that of Soul Banner. He could perform a move.
Unexpectedly, the monk who was higher than the soul banner was still taken away by Tu Shanjun.
Fortunately, I didn't see how powerful Tu Shanjun was.
In this case, there is no need to be aggressive.
"Punch me."
Tu Shanjun looked at Luo Tianfeng in surprise.
"Keep it."
"Don't let me get seriously hurt."
"Don't worry, I always act in a measured manner." Tu Shanjun readily agreed.
One punch hit the third rib.
The entire left chest collapsed.
puff.
Luo Tianfeng spurted out blood and glared at Tu Shanjun fiercely: "You..."
The matter is so important that there is no time to say anything.
Let Tushanjun withdraw the covering formation.
Suddenly he fell on Luo Ganjing's corpse.
He cried loudly: "Elder Luo, you died so miserably."
"Here comes someone."
"Someone come quickly!"
After the formation guarding the dojo was withdrawn, Luo Tianfeng's loud voice suddenly penetrated the great sect and awakened everyone.
, a sudden storm gathered, and rays of holy light burst out. In a short time, the elders, clan elders, and hall masters who had never been in retreat in the great sect gathered in the dojo one after another.
As soon as we arrived, we saw such a tragic scene.
"This, how could this happen?!"
"Why don't I feel anything?"
"There are countless large formations inside and outside the dojo, and we are isolated from exploration. Even if we actually take action, we don't know." One of the clan elders explained.
Their dojos are all secrets of their own, and they are all covered by a large array of connected spiritual veins to isolate them from large numbers of people, otherwise they would be naked in front of other monks.
As long as the formation is not lifted, it will not be discovered at all.
