Tang Yan lowered his head and closed his eyes, without any touch. Only his lips began to move faster, his hands danced like flying, and he printed handprints one after another, Fourteen Fearless, Vajra Tripitaka... A series of Buddha seals were issued frequently, all of which were written by Tang Yan.
Yan's strongest Buddha seal series to date.
A total of one hundred!
When the Aquarius Seal took shape, Tang Yan's cheeks had lost all color, his spiritual power was drained out, and even the golden light around him began to dim.
The branches of the hundreds of Buddha seals are high in the sky, each one is lifelike, the light is bright, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere, as if a real Buddha is standing.
The capital avenue has been extended in front of Tang Yan, spreading to Tang Yan's feet.
The surrounding void completely changed, like being in an endless void, or falling into a boundless killing battlefield.
A majestic figure is about to arrive.
"Buddhism...Hundred Buddha Seals..." Tang Yan had been gathering momentum for a long time. At this moment, he slowly raised his head, and even his eyes turned golden. His hands flipped like flying, and the hundred Buddha seals all condensed. In an instant, the golden Buddha light that filled the sky suddenly burst out.
With one breath, they all gathered in front of him, converging into a solid golden palm. It was calm and small, but it contained such power that even Tang Yan himself felt palpitations.
The gathering of the most powerful hundred Buddhist seals may be regarded as Tang Yan's strongest martial arts at present, which is enough to maintain the realm of green fire and the ancient battle to collapse the sky.
At the moment when the Zijin Avenue extended to Tang Yan's feet, the outside crowd could no longer see clearly what was going on in the sky. There was only boundless light, like an ocean hanging upside down in the void.
They vaguely saw the arrival of Brooklyn, saw the Buddha's light suddenly dissipate, and saw two palms touching in mid-air, and then...
The avenue of purple-gold light rumbled and trembled, and an unparalleled brilliance erupted in the direction where Tang Yan disappeared, illuminating the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
A terrifyingly powerful shock wave rolled across a thousand meters in the sky, all clouds were annihilated, and all thunderclouds dissipated. The shock wave passed through the sky and covered the vast land. The mountains collapsed, the earth shattered, and the crowd turned into a rain of blood.
And then... the light dissipated, the shock wave rushed into the distance, earth-shaking explosions roared high in the sky, and an even more terrifying energy storm enveloped the world.
The scene was simply like the end of the world, with an area of several thousand meters cleared and the mountains turning into giant deep pits.
Everything within its scope, including a few arrogant warriors, turned into dust, with no bones left and souls extinguished.
The power of destruction is terrifying.
Wait until the light dissipates, wait until the storm subsides, and the world becomes silent.
The surviving people were in shock, staring blankly at the huge pit, feeling a chill in their hearts, swallowing hard, and looking into the distant sky with shaking eyes.
There, a stalwart man wearing purple and gold armor stood with his hands behind his back. The light was dazzling and his appearance was unclear. He was the President of the Guards, Half Saint Brooklyn.
He seems to be safe and sound, but Tang Yan...has disappeared...
Was it blown to death? Was it blown to pieces?
The explosion destroyed a considerable number of spectators, but the surviving crowd of spectators was still huge, numbering nearly one hundred thousand. The storm swept past before, and they fell like ears of wheat, but now they all stood up.
They are sparsely scattered among the mountains, ravines, and hilly ancient towns.
The scene was surprisingly quiet, and no one spoke.
It was as if he was searching, trying to search for Tang Yan's body; as if he was reminiscing about the horror of the previous bloody battle; as if he was waiting, waiting for someone to announce the end and outcome of the war.
In a broken mountain, nearly a thousand warriors struggled to get up. They were only less than a hundred meters away from the edge of destruction. If the destruction storm extended here, they might all be destroyed.
They seemed to have escaped from the jaws of death. Each of them looked pale, secretly calling out luck and thanking God.
In the crowd, there was a man with a pale face and a thin body. He was also looking ahead in fear, which was exactly the same as the behavior of the crowd around him. But...inside the dusty clothes, a large number of wounds were appearing at an alarming rate.
Healing. He deliberately wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and inserted a few green droplets without leaving a trace. After a while, his heaving chest began to calm down and his pale cheeks became flushed.
This person is Tang Yan, and at this moment, everything has come to an end.
Today's killing spree not only shocked the Arbitration Kingdom, but also gave them a vicious reputation, letting them know how powerful and cruel they are, and making the other pursuers retreat in the face of difficulties. It also served to replenish the spiritual source fluid, and they massacred like crazy, collecting nearly thirty pieces of gold.
Exalted level spiritual source fluid.
The most important purpose is to use today's adventure as an exquisite disguise.
That is, take advantage of the opportunity to confront a certain Half-Saint, trigger a huge explosion, take the opportunity to retreat and hide in the crowd, and use the Stone Frog Seal to seal the strength until it is lower than that of the Martial Lord. In this way, people will think that they are dead. Or there is something wrong.
Anyone who doesn't believe it will find it difficult to determine his position.
It is equivalent to cutting off all tracers' clues.
He successfully hid himself.
Although such a move is risky and crazy, it is far better than fighting left and right in the Weeping Lakes group, and finally being locked by some powerful people with weird tracking abilities, who can never get rid of them.
After all, the Weeping Blood Lake is too huge. Before he can escape, strong men from all over the country will form a defense circle of iron and steel walls.
Brooklyn stood proudly in the sky and did not immediately announce the death of Tang Yan. He was reminiscing about the sudden collision. Tang Yan's strength confirmed the evaluation of the old master of Argonne City - this son has merged with the ghost Qinghuo and can withstand it.
The half-saint struck with all his strength.
However, the offensive he just launched was the secret of his most powerful martial arts, and he had no reservations. Moreover, Tang Yan's continuous bloody battles should be at the end of his strength, and there is a high possibility of directly blowing him into scum.
No matter how he thought about it, he felt weird. As the President of the Kingdom Guards, he was not a reckless man. Even though he couldn't see the full extent of the matter, he could still realize that it was unusual.
Thoughts were like a tide, covering the thousand-meter deep pit left by the expansion, and then overflowing the surrounding crowd, exploring every breath.
Tang Yan acted very calmly. While healing his injuries, he quietly activated the demon spirit veins, causing local changes in his bones. It was very subtle, but it could affect the overall situation. His appearance changed bit by bit, becoming ordinary.
He couldn't be more ordinary. He was even six or seven centimeters taller and his body was much more majestic. At first glance, he looked like a rough and strong man at the level of King Wu, which was completely different from Tang Yan's previous delicate and thin appearance.
What's more, the aura only has high-level martial arts. No matter how powerful Brooks is, he would never expect that he has the ability to seal his strength.
Brooks's thoughts turned into purple-gold light, covering an area of several kilometers, including all spectators. He searched very carefully and did not miss any clues.
More than 100,000 people were divided into different areas like a colony of ants, and they remained surprisingly quiet. No one made any excessive noise, for fear of being the one who stood out and received the spotlight.
There are still strong men approaching from different directions in all directions, joining the battlefield that has ended, looking at the quiet scene in confusion and strangeness.
Some royal sages quickly dispersed after arriving. Each person was responsible for an area and used their own secret methods to search for suspicious persons.
Not long after, the old master of Argonne Ancient City arrived unexpectedly, communicated with Brooks in the high altitude covered by light, and began to concentrate on feeling the situation on the battlefield.
Tang Yan acted calmly, but his heart was in his throat. Who knows what special detection methods these old guys have. The Central Plains is different from other places, and there are endless weird martial arts. Only you can't think of it, there is nothing they can't do.
A high-level Martial Lord landed in the sky above Tang Yan's area. His sinister and cold gaze swept over everyone here, including Tang Yan, but he did not stop for much. This person checked back and forth three or four times to confirm that
After there were no abnormalities, he left the place.
but……
Just when Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his heart skipped a beat and his brows furrowed slightly. He felt...a pair of eyes staring at him, as if coming from the area behind.
Feeling startled and doubtful, Tang Yan turned around and looked over several hills, meeting a pair of clear eyes. It turned out to be the girl in green from Tianji Pavilion.