The battle between Jiang Zirai and the eminent monk was still going on. Qin Wentian looked at the battlefield. If it continued like this, the unruly master would probably be killed on the spot by Jiang Zirai.
"Jiang Zirai, we all come from the Immortal Realm. Although we are competing for the ancient emperor's city, success or failure has been determined now. There is no need for you to fight to the death." Qin Wentian said, as if to express his position, and his meaning was self-evident, which made Jiang Zirai
Stop attacking the master of Wenxin Temple.
Since he is a disobedient master, he cannot turn a blind eye no matter what.
"Brother Qin, the master and I both cultivate the same lineage." Jiang Zixian said calmly, and Qin Wentian naturally understood what he meant. One of the two must die.
"Even if they are from the same lineage, there is no need to insist on the fate of the other party." Qin Wentian opened his mouth and saw the master below still clasping his hands together, just like an ancient Buddha. No matter how much his body was hurt, he remained motionless as a mountain and said calmly: "Qin Dao
I am grateful to my friends, but this is my battle and I will deal with it myself."
Qin Wentian looked at the eminent monk and saw that the monk's golden body was constantly broken, and asked: "Master, why do you do this?"
"If you don't go to hell, how can you see through my Buddha? This is my path." The Buddha's light on the eminent monk's body shone brightly, as if he was going to Nirvana.
Qin Wentian was in a bit of a dilemma. He originally wanted to interfere, but the eminent monk refused to let him interfere. Moreover, although the master's tone was calm, his cultivation had reached his level, and his state of mind must be extraordinary. Since he said this, he must have a strong will, and he had already
A detached mind.
"Idiot, don't talk nonsense. You can practice freedom and do whatever you want. Now that you have entered the devil's path, you should practice well. Don't let the dirt of the world pollute your freedom in the future." The eminent monk's treasured appearance was solemn. Jiang Zimei smiled and said: "Master
The realm is over, Jiang is ashamed. "
Although he said this, his attack became more violent and violent, trying to kill the senior monk of Wenxin Temple.
Qin Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then he saw the Buddha's light on the master of Wenxin Temple shining so brightly that it was impossible to open one's eyes. As the Buddha's light unified, a beam of light shot straight into the sky and turned into a bright light.
The incomparable lamp is like a Buddhist relic.
"Master." Bujie roared, and the demonic light around him surged into the sky. A demon king appeared, incarnating himself with super strong will, and wanted to kill Jiang Ziyu in front of him on the spot.
"This is my path. If you don't quit, don't be sad. We will meet again someday." A voice came from the lamp. It was extremely misty. Then the light dissipated and gradually disappeared. Bujie thought of the moments when he was a child.
Bit by bit, I feel infinitely sad. He was an orphan and was very naughty when he was young. He was met by his master, who took him to Wenxin Temple and raised him. He taught him the way of Buddhism and was reborn with kindness.
Jiang Zixiang raised his head and looked into the void, bowed slightly and said: "The master's level is so high that Jiang is ashamed."
"Brother Jiang is so powerful that Qin also admires him. It just so happens that the top figures in the Ancient Emperor's City are competing today. Let's take this opportunity to learn about Brother Jiang's abilities." Qin Wentian spoke indifferently, and as his words fell, infinite rules flowed through his body.
Above, the demonic intent was so overwhelming that the expressions of the powerful men around him suddenly froze.
Qin Wentian is going to take action against Jiang Zixian. It seems that he is very dissatisfied with Jiang Zixian for not stopping before. This is a settlement of accounts. As expected, powerful people are willful.
Jiang Zixi's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he couldn't think about it. Qin Wentian directly shot out a big handprint towards him. The magic door's big handprint was infinitely powerful, like the hand of the devil, revealing astonishing destruction.
The power and terrifying holy will of the pagoda are integrated into the palm prints, like a demon god's palm print pressing down, destroying everything.
At this moment, Jiang Zixian had no choice at all, Qin Wentian took action directly, without any courtesy, he had to fight even if he didn't want to fight.
I saw that the Buddha's light on his body was blazing, and in an instant, many ancient Buddha-like figures appeared around him, like incarnations outside his body. At the same time, they blasted out the Buddhist big handprints and blasted towards the demonic palm prints.
Like demon-like palm prints destroying everything, those Buddha handprints continued to collapse and shatter, crushing them all the way, heading straight for Jiang Zimei. Jiang Zimei formed seals with his hands, and a golden Buddha statue was born in front of him, roaring forward, and the huge golden Buddha statue exploded.
He stretched out his palms and pushed them straight forward. The two collided and finally shattered Qin Wentian's palm prints.
It was as if a demon god appeared behind Qin Wentian, and the god's hand turned into the demon god's palm print, roaring out again, overwhelming the sky and the earth, overwhelming the sky.
Jiang Zixi transformed into thousands of incarnations, a bright Buddha's light shone, his true body disappeared, and a terrifying pressure came from the sky above Qin Wentian's head.
The supreme pressure of Buddhism came from above, and the entire space seemed to be suppressed and restrained. Qin Wentian glanced at it, and the infinite holy power turned into a monstrous sword river, wiping out everything. At the same time, for just a moment, Jiang Zimei felt that he had appeared.
In another space, here, he stood alone in the void, surrounded by Qin Wentian's figures, endless, all of them Qin Wentian.
His eyes were as bright as Buddha's light, and he could see through the illusion. His true form roared angrily towards the sky, trying to destroy Qin Wentian's true form.
A demon god appeared on Qin Wentian's body to protect him, transforming into a basalt turtle. He also had the holy will of Vajra. He allowed the opponent to trample him down without moving. At the same time, in the illusion, many figures of Qin Wentian launched attacks at the same time.
Thousands of palm seals, heaven and earth are extinguished, and demons suppress the sky.
Jiang Zixing's body transformed into thousands of Buddhist and Taoist bodies again, surrounding his body, blasting out endless Buddhist seals. At the same time, a bright light appeared again. Jiang Zixing left across the void, and his true self also appeared in an extremely distant place in an instant, but he didn't
use, fantasy
No matter how far away he was, Qin Wentian still arrived in front of him in an instant. The rules of the tower prison came and enveloped the world. Then, everyone watching the battle saw a strange scene. Jiang Zimei's body appeared and he was clearly far away from Qin Wentian, but he was still going crazy.
Defense attack battle.
Qin Wentian's body stood on the same spot, but the power of the rules was roaring out and being consumed crazily. The rules of the dream world could be true, but since they were true, the power of the rules would be consumed.
At this time, Qin Wentian's body also moved, crossing the void and stepping directly towards Jiang Zirai. A palm print swept across everything. Jiang Zirai's expression changed drastically. He could feel that he was being attacked by dual dimensions.
There was a loud roar, and the Buddha's body shattered into pieces. His body was knocked out and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, Qin Wentian also stopped attacking and stood proudly in the void, looking at Jiang Zirai indifferently.
"Brother Jiang won't care about the fight, right?" Qin Wentian said coldly, and responded strongly that Jiang Zimei had not stopped fighting before.
Jiang Zixian's heart was cold, but his face remained expressionless. He smiled at Qin Wentian and said: "Brother Qin's strength is extraordinary. No one in the ancient emperor's city can compete with him. Jiang Zixian admires him."
People in the vast space around them were also frightened. They also felt that it was indeed as Jiang Zixi said. Qin Wentian probably had no opponent in the city of the ancient emperor. When the Sword Immortal King and Qin Wentian merged, he would no longer be able to fight.
After being fearless and unleashing all his fighting power, no one can compete with him. He can deal with whoever he wants.
Before, Qin Wentian asked Jiang Zirai to stop, but Jiang Zirai refused. Qin Wentian directly injured and humiliated him. He was so strong. If the eminent monk of Wenxin Temple had not told him not to interfere, Qin Wentian would have dealt with Jiang Zirai before.
"Brother Jiang, thank you." Qin Wentian said indifferently, then turned around and walked away. At this moment, the people of the Jiang family and the people of the Eternal Demon Palace ceased fighting. They all looked at Qin Wentian, the people of the Jiang family.
They all looked kind. Jiang Ziyu looked at Qin Wentian with a somewhat complicated look. The first time he met Qin Wentian was at the Nanhuang clan. At that time, Qin Wentian helped Nanhuang Yunxi compete for the seat of the inheritance saint, and
He was helping another saint.
At that time, Qin Wentian's realm was not as good as his. Now, in the realm of kings, no one from the Jiang family can overwhelm Qin Wentian. As for him, he has been thrown away by a considerable distance.
"Bujie, the master has made up his mind, and I can't forcefully go against the master's will. Moreover, the master also said that we will meet again in the future. Presumably the master has not truly fallen." Qin Wentian looked at Bujie and said.
"Yes." Bujie nodded. He could understand Qin Wentian, but his master disappeared under Jiang Zimei's attack. He was still sad. He hoped that his master had not lied to him and that we would see each other again.
The way of Buddhism is endlessly wonderful, and some abilities are beyond the comprehension of human beings, such as cultivating relics and cultivating the methods of the afterlife. If it is said that the master may be alive, he would also believe it.
On the other hand, the strong men of the Beast God Sect completely eliminated Netherworld. His power also frightened many people. Now, only three people are left with a chance to challenge Qin Wentian. The Beast God Sect's
That person, as well as the two strong men from the Demon Mountain, and even the two Demonic Mountain Demon Cultivators had never made a move.
"Brother Qin, if you have a chance, go to the Magic Mountain again." The apostle walker on the Magic Mountain said with a smile. Qin Wentian looked at him and nodded: "Okay, if there is a chance, I will go again."
"Farewell." The apostle walker walked away. The priest of the Demon Judgment Hall looked at Qin Wentian deeply and showed no intention of taking action. He turned and walked towards the camp of the Demon Judgment Hall.
The strong man from the Beast God Cult hunted a Netherworld Demon and seemed to be satisfied. He did not say anything and directly led the strong man from the Beast God Cult away.
No one challenges Qin Wentian again. In this battle between the top figures in the Ancient Emperor's City, he alone dominates the crowd and is unbeatable.
"I never thought it would be him." Many people had never thought of it before.
As for Qin Wentian's enemies, there was a cold light in their eyes. Not only did this gathering fail to kill Qin Wentian, but it made him stand at the pinnacle of the ancient emperor's city. In the future, no one would dare to do it again.
It's easy to deal with him unless you leave the ancient emperor's city!