The first thousand four hundred and sixty fifth chapter peak showdown
Just when Chen Qingyun and Yin Zhen were discussing Wang Lihua's itinerary, Ji Guang entered their room.
"Qingyun, come with me." The old monster cherished his words like gold and refused to say another word.
Ji Guang will never interfere in Wang Lihua's various affairs. His consultant title is completely equivalent to worship. In other words, the old monster is just a wooden Bodhisattva placed next to Wang Lihua.
If something happens to Ji Guang, it will definitely not happen. Chen Qingyun knows this very well.
Sure enough, what Ji Guang encountered was a huge event.
It was already late at night, and Ji Guang and Chen Qingyun did not need to consider the impact that flying over the city would have on the citizens of Shenshan Mountain.
In the blink of an eye, the two came to Chen Qingyun's secret base, which was an island off the coast of Tani.
"They are coming." Ji Guang stepped on the flying sword and floated in the air, while Chen Qingyun stood quietly on the sea, neither of them saying anything.
On the sea level in the distance, several figures appeared, and they appeared in front of the two people in a blink of an eye.
"Oriental monks, you have crossed the line." The leader, a fat man wearing a red robe, scolded him as soon as he stood firm: "To avoid misunderstanding, please leave immediately."
The red-haired bishop who fought against Chen Qingyun yesterday stood next to the big fat man and did not dare to show his anger. It seemed that his status was much lower than that of the big fat man.
If you can't defeat it yourself, you'll find helpers. Chen Qingyun's evaluation of the Guangming Cult is more than one level lower.
"Crossing the line, we seem to be still in the earth, how could we cross the line?" Ji Guang didn't like to argue and signaled Chen Qingyun to answer. When Chen Qingyun heard the other party's tough tone, he knew that things could not get better, so he simply retaliates in kind.
"Don't think that you are a mysterious Eastern monk. If you go to heaven, it will definitely not be your turn." The fat cardinal often participated in debates, and his eloquence was no less than that of Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun replied coldly: "I thought you came from the underworld. There are your shadows under the moonlight. It seems I was wrong."
"Bold, I will give you three points of color, and I want to open a dyeing room." It seems that the big fat man is familiar with Chinese culture, and he even knows the folk proverbs: "Go back to your own place, you are not welcome here."
"The road is facing the sky, everyone goes to one side. We don't step on your tail. Why don't you look scary?"
"If you don't listen to my good words, don't blame us for being rude." Chen Qingyun's state was clear to the big fat man after a little exploration. But Ji Guang, who stood quietly in the air with a face so gloomy that he could drip water, made the big man
The fat man felt guilty, otherwise, the fat man would not have such kind words.
Ji Guang became impatient: "If you want to fight, then fight, if not, then get out."
"Okay, I, the leader, will give you a try." The fat man stood up, and Chen Qingyun and his companions quickly retreated.
Ji Guang was not in the habit of explaining the situation. He swayed and before Chen Qingyun could see clearly, he rushed in front of the big fat man and punched out like a dragon, straight towards the big fat man's nose.
The big fat man is like a pig, but it does not affect his movements. Ji Guang's speed startled the big fat man, but he also avoided Ji Guang's fist in time.
"Tantric big mudra." The big fat man returned the palm to Ji Guang, and saw a faint shadow appearing in mid-air.
This is the real Tantric Mahamudra. It seems that the big fat man’s skill is not weak.
Chen Qingyun could not detect the state of Big Fatty and Ji Guang at all. From the surface, the two were matched against each other and stirred up huge waves on the sea.
In the duel between masters, the others were still very polite, and the opponent did not rush to deal with Chen Qingyun just because he was alone.
The two of them fought from the sea to mid-air, and from mid-air to the island. Their bodies were like lightning, and their punches were like rainbows. Only two faint figures could be seen in the moonlight, and it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand.
"Okay, be happy." Ji Guang shouted: "You have the big hand seal, I have the blue dragon seal, take the move." Ji Guang stepped out of the battle circle, formed a seal with his hands, and the situation suddenly changed.
The phantom of a light yellow dragon suddenly appeared in the air, swaying its head and tail, and rushed towards the big fat man. A look of panic appeared on the big fat man's face, and he did not dare to accept the attack with his bare hands. He pulled out his staff from behind and faced the phantom.
The shadow was scattered by the magic staff, and the big fat man took a deep breath. Before he could recover, Ji Guang shouted again: "You have a magic weapon, don't I? Colorful and exquisite pagoda, give it to me."
A mini pagoda appeared out of thin air in Ji Guang's hand and hit the big fat man head-on. The exquisite pagoda swelled up when it saw the wind, and by the time it flew to the top of the big fat man's head, it had turned into a giant tower one meter square.
When the big fat man saw this, his face was as pale as earth. He turned around to run away, but his body was locked by the pagoda. No matter how he ran, he couldn't escape the shadow under the pagoda's cover.
When the big fat man was about to be covered by the pagoda, a staff stretched out from the void and lifted the pagoda away.
Ji Guang seemed to have been hit hard, his body swayed and he almost fell from the air.
"Master Ji, come out." An old man in casual clothes suddenly appeared in front of Chen Qingyun and Ji Guang. Although his expression was indifferent, his figure was as deep as the sea.
Ji Mingtai, True Lord Yuehua, and True Lord Qingsong walked out of the air step by step like they were walking among flowers.
When Ji Guang's pagoda was shot away, Chen Qingyun's heart tightened. He knew that a powerful enemy was coming, but he didn't expect that the three true kings were also coming.
"It's really gratifying that these three old friends have finally taken this step." The old man congratulated, but the expression on his face suddenly became solemn.
"Stop being hypocritical. If you want to show mercy to us, just come over." When Ji Guang was bullied, Ji Mingtai was the first to stand up, and his protective attitude was not even half-hidden.
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "What does it look like to fight and kill in front of the juniors?"
"As the pope of the Guangming Cult, you cannot say such insincere words." Zhenjun Yuehua also had a bad face: "Didn't you also break through? Will you be willing to not give you a chance to test?"
"Hey, is this a suitable place?" The old man's laughter was casual, but it exuded a strong aura from his bones.
True Lord Yuehua sneered: "I didn't expect you to be considerate. Well, let's go to Antarctica."
Chen Qingyun, Ji Guang and others boarded True Monarch Yuehua's moon disk and instantly escaped into the void; the golden staff in the Pope's hand flashed and turned into a boat, and the big fat man, the red-haired bishop and others boarded the boat respectfully
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The sea surface, which was bustling just now, returned to calm in the blink of an eye, as if nothing happened.
The biting Antarctic wind blew like a sharp blade, but it didn't even move the corners of these people's clothes.
"Just here, Pope, use your methods to your heart's content." Zhenjun Yuehua walked out of the queue, drew a big circle in the snow with his toes, and said softly, "As long as you can force me out of the circle,
Even if you win, it depends on whoever wins."
"Okay, as you wish." The pope flew back more than a hundred meters. With a shake of his right hand, the golden staff turned into an angel with two wings on its back, and rushed toward True Monarch Yuehua like lightning.