When the Western man saw Jiang Chen, he dared to take the initiative to walk towards him. He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, put away his bow and arrows, and quietly waited for Jiang Chen to approach him.
"How do you want to die?"
Jiang Chen pulled Dalong and came to the front of the Western young man.
"I should ask you this, stupid Eastern Taoist priest. If you had left just now, maybe for the sake of this cute child, I could spare your life.
But now, you have no chance!"
Holy light began to gather in the hands of the Western man. The land illuminated by the holy light became full of life in an instant, and countless plants sprouted from the ground.
boom!
A vine that looked like a black dragon soared into the sky from Jiang Chen's feet, like an iron whip wielded by an ancient giant, with a whistling sound.
Jiang Chen sent the dragon away, stepped on the ground, and circles of mysterious ripples began to ripple around him.
The golden Dao patterns were imprinted in the void, reflecting the radiance of heaven and earth. The whole earth seemed to come alive at this moment, and each golden Dao pattern was like a rain of light.
Like the colorful butterflies flying all over the sky, they rushed towards the waving vines with the will of the earth, covering it in an instant.
There was a bang, as if porcelain was broken, and the Dao lines began to dissipate with little green light.
Jiang Chen opened his five fingers, and countless golden Dao patterns flew again, sweeping towards the Western man like a tornado.
Due to the revival of the Yellow River Secret Realm, the ground veins were active, and the village chief personally explained his doubts before leaving. Therefore, Jiang Chen's current attainments in the Dragon Searching Technique are already extraordinary.
The Western man held out a long sword, with two pairs of white wings spread out behind him, and the holy light was bright, like the legendary Western angel.
With a sword strike, Dao Wen dispersed like a school of fish in the sea, then wrapped around him again and left.
"What kind of evil heretic is this!"
The Western man's face became angry, a golden divine armor appeared on his body, and a hazy prayer sounded from his mouth.
A misty white mist appeared behind him, and it seemed as if he could see countless believers kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly.
Some believers even crept on the ground enthusiastically and kissed his boots.
The golden Dao pattern was actually blocked at this moment, and of course the mysterious white aura was also rapidly consumed.
"It's so abominable that you made me waste my precious power of faith. Oriental Taoist priest, you are very good!"
The face of the Western man wearing divine armor was full of annoyance. This power of faith is precious. If he hadn't participated in this secret realm, he wouldn't have been gifted so much. He didn't expect it to be consumed here.
"Is this the power of faith?"
Jiang Chen curiously looked at the white gas behind the Western man. Although it blocked the earth veins and divine patterns he controlled, he was not in a hurry.
He was just a guy who had just entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm. If he didn't take the initiative to attack him, he wouldn't be prepared to pay attention to him.
So seeing the power of faith behind him, Jiang Chen suddenly became interested.
The power of faith is mysterious. In ancient times, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors consecrated Zen to Mount Tai, and thousands of people offered sacrifices. The magnificent sound resounded throughout the world.
Later, there was Amitabha Buddha, who believed in enlightenment and protected thousands of people.
In today's Dharma-ending era, the West is powerful precisely because they condense the power of faith and practice.
Although the power of faith has various hidden dangers, at least for now, it seems like a new path of cultivation, putting the West far ahead of the East.
Jiang Chen took a step forward and came to the side of the Western man. A sword light split open and was broken by his palm.
He pointed it out and almost pierced the middle of the Western man's eyebrows. This scene scared the Western man to death.
Only then did he realize what kind of monster he had provoked.
The power of faith rolled over and moved towards Jiang Chen to suppress him. Jiang Chen refused to accept anyone who came, just wanting to test the depth of the power of faith.
Waves of mysterious aura rushed towards his face, trying to penetrate into his body along with his breathing, but Jiang Chen did not give these powers of faith a chance, and blocked them all.
There is a hazy sound of prayer in your ears, as if there is a mysterious power whispering in your mind, asking you to convert to God and believe in the Lord!
However, Jiang Chen's soul is powerful, and this little power of enlightenment cannot affect him, but it also made him discover the horror of the power of faith.
No wonder everyone in Beidou is very taboo about the Western Desert. Legend has it that the king of the Eastern Wilderness traveled to the Western Desert, but was converted by Lingshan.
This power of faith is so overbearing, forcibly converting others and making people believe.
"The accumulated yang becomes the spirit, and there is form in the spirit. The form is born in the sun, and the sun is born in the moon. The accumulated yin is formed, and there is spirit in the form..."
Jiang Chenkou recited the true scripture, which is a Taoist scripture to save people. As the ancestral home of Taoism, Longhu Mountain naturally included it.
As the scriptures were recited, a mysterious force appeared between heaven and earth, as if a passage had been opened, the same magical place, the place of reincarnation.
The sound of prayer in his ears had long since disappeared. As Jiang Chenkou recited the Sutra of Savior, the power of faith surrounding him seemed to have undergone some kind of change and evolved.
This scene was not seen by the Western man, because he was already walking towards the dragon at this time.
He didn't know how long the power of faith could hold Jiang Chen, so he planned to catch the child to avoid accidents.
"Black boy, it's your brother's fault for being too confident!"
The Western man stretched out his hand to grab the big dragon, his face filled with a sinister smile.
Dalong, with red lips and white teeth, and a dark face, looks like a child who came out of the countryside, with a look of harmlessness.
Just as he was about to catch this black guy, the Western man's eyes showed the pride of his success, but the next moment, a turtle with dragon horns suddenly appeared in front of him.
A pair of vertical pupils were full of coldness, and bright thunder flashed on the ferocious dragon horns.
Ouch!
With a dragon roar, the big dragon opened its big mouth and engulfed the western man in one mouthful. Xiao Long Ao was now on the fifth level of the Dao Palace, and even Jiang Chen had to go through a lot of trouble to deal with him.
This guy treated him like a child so carelessly, and now he was suddenly attacked by a big dragon. He deserved bad luck.
There was a click, and even though the Western man reacted quickly, half of his body was bitten off by the dragon, and he jumped into the distance with a scream.
"Damn it, are you a demon?"
The Western man's whole body was surrounded by holy light, and his physical body recovered little by little. The power of faith that enveloped Jiang Chen seemed to have received some kind of call, and flew towards the Western man.
Jiang Chen finally found some clues by reading the Book of Humanities, how could he let go of the power of faith so easily.
He held out a Bagua mirror emitting purple light, and a thick breath fell down, directly imprisoning the power of faith.
"What?"
Western men are horrified. What is going on? The power of faith that has always been invincible has been imprisoned today.
"Hao Zhengzuo Shi. Po Ni evil spirit. Sad Zhao Junjiang. Ji Nan Tiao Kui. Jing Yi loses light. Hunyuan feels the fate..."
Jiang Chen chanted sutras again, purifying the power of faith that was imprisoned by the Bagua Mirror, like an immortal king sitting cross-legged for nine days, with golden lotuses blooming around him.
The dragon transformed into its true form, like an ancient giant, and fought with the Western man. The opponent was already seriously injured by him, but within a few moves, he was pinned down by the dragon.
At this time, Jiang Chen happened to suppress the power of faith.
When he came to the Western man, he lowered his head and looked down at him.
"What is the purpose of the West letting you enter the secret realm of the Yellow River?"
"I am a descendant of the Golden Family, a Taoist priest from the East. You'd better let me go, otherwise my family will destroy your mountain gate!"
The other half of the Western man's body was gathered by the holy light. The whole person was half flesh and half holy light. It looked very strange, but he still yelled.
"Golden Family, are you two more powerful than the Pope?"
Jiang Chen squatted down and broke off the opponent's other arm for him.
ah!
"You dare to insult the descendants of the great Golden Family. No matter who you are, be prepared to face the wrath of my Golden Family!"
Click, the other leg is also broken!
"If I ask you anything, just say whatever you want. How come there are so many dramas!"
"What did you ask me?"
"Is your family more powerful than the Pope's Palace?"
"The Pope's Palace is the supreme holy place of my Holy See, where my Golden Family has protected me for generations. I..."
The Western man wanted to say something more, but when he saw Jiang Chen preparing to take action again, he suddenly stopped and spoke the most concise words in his life about the gap between the Golden Family and the Pope's Palace.
"Not as good as that!"
"That's right. I'm not afraid of the Pope coming. I'm afraid of your bullshit Golden Family. Continue to answer my last question!"
Jiang Chen took a look at the remaining half of this guy's head, and thought for a while that he might as well keep it for a while!
"You, you are from Longhu Mountain!"
After hearing Jiang Chen's words, the Western man finally came to his senses. The only Eastern force that could say such words and dare to face the Pope was Longhu Mountain.
"Bingong, you got the answer right, but it's a pity that there is no reward!"
Roar!
At this moment, Dalong suddenly let out a roar and turned his head to look to the other side.
There was a gray-winged emissary in black robes. When the dragon discovered him, he did not take action and fled into the distance without looking back.
"Hurry up, don't waste my time, what are you doing in Dongtu?"
Jiang Chen glanced at the Gray Winged Messenger, ignored him, ran away, and continued to torture the Western man.
"His Holiness the Pope personally ordered, I don't know the details, let us obey the orders of Holy Son Arthur!"
Arthur?
A handsome blond boy appeared in Jiang Chen's mind, it was Arthur, the holy son of the Holy See.
Back then outside of Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Chen even fought against the opponent.
"You don't know anything, so what's the use of you? You're nothing!"
boom!
The holy light shattered the other half of the opponent's body with a slap, and the terrifying divine power exploded directly, detonating the other half of the opponent's head.
Jiang Chen looked at this scene calmly, it was impossible to let him go.
"Let's go on our way!"
Jiang Chen called out to the big dragon, and the huge dragon Ao suddenly shrank in size and turned into a black boy with red lips and white teeth again.
Hundreds of kilometers away from them, Zhang Qingyang's mouth was bleeding, his whole body was wrapped in lightning, and he ran away quickly. Behind him was a gloomy old man with gray hair.
With his aquiline nose and walnut eyes, he looks a bit ferocious.
"Jiejiejiejie, a proud disciple of Longhu Mountain, you will be unlucky if you run into me!"
The Yin Ying old man let out an uncomfortable laugh and chased Zhang Qingyang.
Zhang Qingyang didn't say anything. He took out a few talismans and stuck them on his body, speeding up a bit.
Without paying attention, he suddenly broke into a giant stone forest...
"Holy Son, I found traces of Jiang Chende in Longhu Mountain, should we..."
The escaping Gray Winged Messenger came to a hill, where the Holy Son of the Holy See was sitting cross-legged in front of a stone tablet, meditating on his thoughts.
"Jiang Chen, don't worry about him. The mission given to us by His Majesty the Pope is to find the treasure of the Central Heavenly Palace in the Yellow River Secret Realm. Don't get into trouble and join Alexander as soon as possible!"
Arthur opened his eyes and said calmly.
Among the jade talismans in Jiang Chen's hand, two red dots were approaching quickly. An hour later, a group of people appeared in front of Jiang Chen.
"Brother Jiang, you are finally here!"
Li Qingyao, who was wearing a long skirt, walked over with a smile after seeing Jiang Chen.
"Miss Li."
They had discussed it before coming. Jiang Chen would go to Li's house to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses in the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, and after entering the secret realm of the Yellow River, he would act with Li Qingyao.
That jade talisman is a token of contact between everyone.
"Brother Feng is too far away from us. How about we go to the Central Heavenly Palace first? The real opportunities are all around there!"
Li Qingyao asked Jiang Chen softly.
"good!"
Jiang Chen nodded, there were quite a few people in the Li family, there were two at the top of the Four Extremes, and they were still very powerful.
The group of people walked vigorously towards the Central Heavenly Palace, and when they arrived outside a huge stone forest, they suddenly saw a gray-haired old man standing guard there.
"I have no intention of becoming your enemy, please leave quickly!"
The old man Yin Ying said with some caution. After all, he could feel that the two people in the Li family's team still posed a great threat to him.
"Walk!"
Li Qingyao didn't want to cause trouble, so he gave the order and prepared to bypass the giant stone forest.
But halfway through, Jiang Chen suddenly stopped, because just now, he actually felt the aura of Qiankun Thunder Technique in the giant stone forest.
Those who can practice the Qiankun Thunder Technique are all core disciples of Longhu Mountain. At their level, even a sudden sixth sense can cause alertness, let alone such an obvious fluctuation.
"etc!"
Jiang Chen suddenly spoke and suddenly turned back to look at the Yin Ying old man.
"Old guy, who's inside?"
"Are all young people in Dongtu so rude?"
The Yin Ying old man's face darkened, and after seeing the Longhu Mountain Taoist robe on Jiang Chen's body, his eyes became even more gloomy.
"Jiang Chen, this guy is a monk at the pinnacle of the Four Extremes, let's not get into trouble!"
Li Qingyao sent a message to Jiang Chen and said.
"There are my disciples from Longhu Mountain in the giant stone forest!"
Jiang Chen said in a deep voice without explaining too much.
The old man Yin Ying rolled his eyes and struck preemptively without saying a word. He could see that Jiang Chen was not in the same group as these people.
As long as this Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain is captured, others may not want to fight with him.
boom!
A gray galaxy fell from the sky, and the stars were shrouded in gray mist, heading toward Jiang Chen.
A terrifying pressure fell, and countless rubbles became shattered. The pressure at the peak of the four poles made the void tremble faintly.
The galaxy is like a poisonous dragon, covering the sky.
Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and spread out the black and white wings behind his back, like the wings of a Kunpeng. Ten times the combat power was activated, and a torrent of blood and blood rose into the sky.
A Bagua mirror was sacrificed by Jiang Chen. It was filled with majestic purple energy, and divine patterns were resurrected on both concave and convex sides. A dragon's turtle and a fire phoenix stood behind Jiang Chen like the two poles of heaven and earth.