This was the most difficult battle Yun Buliu had ever fought. With the same attributes, thunder had almost no effect on each other, or in other words, it had little effect.
Because of this, the duel between the two eventually turned into a mutual consumption.
In fact, the thunder sent out by Pu Cheng still has some effect on Yun Buliu, but Yun Buliu's physical strength has surpassed that of Desolate Realm. Therefore, the effect can be ignored.
But Yun Buliu still pretended to be gradually hurt.
Pu Cheng believed in the illusion created by Yun Buliu, because Pu Cheng could feel that Yun Buliu's control over Thunder was under his control.
In other words, he is better than Yun Buliu in understanding the thunder attribute avenue.
Therefore, he is not afraid of He Yun Buliu's sacrifice. In his opinion, if the consumption lasts until the end, the winner will definitely be him. As for this process, it will be the same no matter how He Yun Buliu struggles.
Yun Buliu had also realized this a long time ago. He knew that his understanding of the Dao was not as good as others, but his physical strength was higher than that of his opponent. In the end, he might have to rely on his physical body to determine the winner, so he consciously controlled his source.
To consume Qi, use talismans to consume the opponent, giving the opponent the illusion that your own Qi is gradually depleted, and try to guide the opponent to consume more Qi.
So, after days and nights of fighting, both of their energy was exhausted, and they began a powerful showdown between bodies.
In this duel, Pu Cheng discovered that he had been deceived. The opponent's physical strength was completely beyond his imagination. When the two of them punched each other, his fist was as insignificant as scratching Yun Buliu's body.
But Yun Buliu's fist fell on him, and he felt as if his body was about to fall apart.
Realizing that something was wrong, he turned around and ran away, but because his Yuan Qi was consumed too much, he was like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, increasingly unable to escape from the trap set by Yun Buliu.
Yun Buliu didn't expect that if he killed the monks in the wilderness alone, he would rely on such a stupid method to grind the opponent to death step by step.
At this time, he was also extremely eager to understand the avenue, because he felt that he lacked a decisive move, and he felt that such a move needed to be understood from the Avenue of Thunder.
Although Wujiquan is a close combat method, it still relies on the source of Qi as the basis. Without the source of Qi as the driving force, the fists produced by Wujiquan are no different from ordinary fists.
But at least he has practiced boxing and is much better than Park Cheng in close combat.
When a monk who is not good at close combat loses his energy and encounters a monk who is good at close combat, there is almost no room for resistance.
Pu Cheng was killed by Yun Buliu with a combination of punches.
When these fists came down, Pu Cheng's head was directly taken off by him, and his soul was crushed by him. In the end, heaven rained down rain and golden light of merit.
Bathed in these sweet rains and golden light, Yun Buliu opened his arms comfortably, as if every cell in his body was emitting a sound of joy, which was constantly strengthening in this sweet rain.
This feeling was wonderful. He could feel that the strength of his body was increasing at a terrifying speed, as if there was no end.
This special physique, under this special situation, grows at an astonishingly fast rate.
Yun Buliu believed that among all the heavens and worlds, people with such a special physique would never have the opportunity like him to receive feedback from heaven.
Moreover, this kind of feedback is a reward that can only be obtained after surviving the catastrophe.
In fact, the reward after surviving the catastrophe was something Yun Buliu couldn't understand.
If the will of heaven does not want people who defy heaven to exist, why does it give dew to the practitioners after they have passed through the tribulation?
By doing this, isn’t it encouraging practitioners to practice hard?
Is the practice still considered against heaven?
But now, Yun Buliu is gradually realizing something.
Perhaps, this is a compromise between the will of heaven and the practitioners!
Practitioners who can withstand the test of Heaven's will will be rewarded. And when practitioners become stronger, they can also defend Heaven against those external predators.
What if there are practitioners who do not defend the way of heaven against those external plunderers?
Yun Buliu felt that this was the reason why Heaven sent down the golden light of merit. With the golden light of merit and without the golden light of merit, the disasters encountered during the tribulation must be different.
When Yun Buliu was going through the tribulation, he didn't feel that big, but as he gradually communicated more with those old monsters, he realized that the power of the tribulation he encountered when he was going through the tribulation was the same.
It's not small, but in terms of difficulty, it doesn't seem to be as strong as those old monsters.
Originally, he thought it was because those old monsters were monsters and he was a human being, so the will of heaven treated them differently.
But now it seems that what makes the will of heaven treat him differently is not the species, but the existence of the golden light of merit in him.
When the golden light in the sky dissipated, Yun Buliu collected the remaining fragments of Pu Cheng's soul and prepared to turn around and slowly refine them. He believed that among the fragments of his soul, there must be some understanding of the Thunder Avenue, which would be very important to him.
Understanding the Great Way will definitely help.
After collecting the fragments of Pu Cheng's soul, Yun Buliu carried its head to the island in the center of the archipelago and used Pu Cheng's head to pay homage to the innocent people he killed.
Seeing Yun Buliu's safe return, all the primitive people on the island couldn't help but cheer.
What left Yun Buliu speechless was that as they cheered, another large wave of faith and will surged towards him.
Yun Buliu knew that his ideological transformation of these island primitives might completely fail. Various coincidences made them feel that Yun Buliu was their patron saint.
This idea will probably become more ingrained after this incident.
Yun Bululi sighed softly in his heart, but his body still honestly refined these beliefs and wishes. After all, this was very helpful to his spiritual growth.
In this extraordinary period, don't be pretentious, and honestly improve your own cultivation first.
Anyway, he will not admit that he is their patron saint. If his head is on their body, what will they think? How can he decide for them?
What he can do is to arrange some formations for these primitive tribes on the island, and then tell them not to erect statues for him anymore, because these outsiders hate statues, and if they are allowed to see them, they will still be attracted.
hostility.
From what Pu Cheng said a few days ago, it can be heard that these foreign monks regard these primitive people as their private property and do not allow them to have personal worship.
Even if there are, they must be the ones to worship.
Because these island primitives worshiped him, in the eyes of the outside monks, their thoughts were not pure.
For primitive people with impure thoughts, those people would not feel sorry for them at all when they massacred them.
In fact, even if they didn't have a personality cult, those foreign monks wouldn't feel any distress when they massacred these primitive people, they were just ants.
Although Yun Buliu was disgusted by these words, it had to be said that those outside monks did treat ordinary people as ants. This was caused by their education.
Especially these primitive barbarians who are still barbaric and uncivilized in their opinion.
After settling the matters on this archipelago, Yun Buliu moved to the next archipelago with the reluctance of the primitive people on these islands.
These days, these primitive people on the island have provided him with a lot of faith and will, which has slightly increased his spiritual power.
Although Yun Buliu also told them not to be superstitious about him, as he was not a god, these primitive people on the island would not listen to him on this matter.
He didn't have a good solution for this. In fact, he was actually a little reluctant to part with this place where faith was concentrated. Although he said he didn't want it, his body was still very honest.
He felt that at this moment, he was a bit of a hypocrite, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of these primitive people on the island for him!
Yun Buliu left the archipelago in joy and a little melancholy that his persuasion plan had failed, and headed for the archipelago where the Shenxiao Dao Palace was located.
At this time, monks from the outer wilderness and heavenly realm had already appeared on the islands.
Now there are seven monks left in the wilderness outside the territory, and there are still six in the Black Sea, and two of them are still deciphering the formations that Yun Buliu has set up around the Black Sea.
It's not that they haven't studied the formations enough, but it's because there are too many heavenly monks who are restricted to the formations. They never thought that someone would surround this black sea with formations.
While cursing the stupid behavior of the person who set up the formation, he had to go along to rescue the younger disciples who were trapped in the formation.
In fact, it did seem a bit silly to set up these hundreds of thousands of magic circles.
But this is also a stupid method that was only thought of when there was no other way.
But now it seems that although this method is a bit stupid, it has bought everyone a lot of time and somewhat restrained some combat power.
There are four extraterritorial desolate monks in the Black Sea. They have now united in twos and are entangled with nine desolate monks such as Madam Fen and Hai Laogui.
It seems that no one has the decisive power in the situation, and everyone feels helpless towards the other party.
But Mrs. Fen and Hai Laogui both know that they are actually jumping on the edge of an abyss. If they are not careful, they may be in catastrophe.
At the same time, on the archipelago where the Shenxiao Dao Palace is located, those monks from the outer world are like locusts passing through the territory. They will collect any good things they encounter. Now when they encounter an area like the Shenxiao Dao Palace,
How can one not be excited in a prosperous place?
Therefore, when Wang Xin was fighting against the Desolate Realm monk and was suppressed at a disadvantage, those Extraterrestrial Heaven Realm monks in the Shenxiao Dao Palace could almost be said to be in a deserted state.
When the disciples of the Shenxiao Taoist Palace encountered these monks from the outer world, they had almost no enemies.
If Wang Xin and Yun Buliu hadn't exchanged ideas about formations and arranged many formations in the Shenxiao Taoist Palace, giving those disciples with low cultivation a temporary refuge, it would only be those dozen or so disciples.
A heavenly realm monk and a foreign desolate realm monk can destroy the Shenxiao Taoist Palace.
"I didn't expect that there are still remnants of the ancient Shenxiao Dao left in the world. I can give you a chance to surrender to me and follow me!" After the foreign monk suppressed Wang Xin, he did not immediately take his life.
But I want to conquer him with words.
When Wang Xin heard this, he sneered, "Submit to you? Who do you think you are?"
The strength of Lao Wang's temper was beyond the imagination of this foreign monk.
In fact, for these resurrected ancient monks, Yun Buliu felt that the possibility of them surrendering was extremely low. Otherwise, it would be a shame to those ancient ancestors who fought tooth and nail to give them a chance of survival.
However, it is indeed a waste for them to use the magic weapon of resurrection on these juniors with low cultivation level. But if you think about it carefully, if you don't use it on them, who else can you use it on?
Those foreign monks keep a very close eye on those geniuses. If they are used on those talented monks or people with strong cultivation, they will definitely dig deep to find them.
"If you want me to surrender, then kill me first!" Wang Xin continued to snort. At this time, besides snorting, he seemed to be unable to make any other expression.
In fact, it is not easy to kill Wang Xin.
What Wang Xin understood was the Tao of Talisman, which was the foundation of their Shenxiao Tao. Compared with other Tao, the Tao of Talisman, the Tao of Poison, the Tao of Swords and other fields were all at the same level.
None of them belong to the normal avenue of five elements attributes.
Like Yun Buliu's Thunder Avenue, it belongs to the Five Elements attribute avenue.
Comparatively speaking, it is relatively easy to understand the basic five elements attributes.
However, the ways of destruction and creation derived from the Avenue of Thunder are beyond the scope of the basic Five Elements Avenue.
In fact, there is no so-called high or low for each avenue. Only the users can distinguish between high and low.
Moreover, there will also be mutual reinforcement and mutual restraint between some avenues.
Such as the way of life and death, such as the way of destruction and creation, etc.
And this kind of mutually reinforcing road may also give rise to the way of reincarnation. For example, the road of life and death, destruction and creation, may all give rise to the way of reincarnation.
The Thunder Avenue that Yun Buliu has now comprehended has the possibility of transforming into the path of destruction and creation, because when he comprehends the Thunder Avenue, he is also comprehending destruction and vitality.
Vitality to the extreme is creation. Yun Buliu feels that the way of creation is an advanced version of the way of life. And the way of life and death is indeed included in the thunder.
And these two avenues may lead to the path of reincarnation.
Therefore, no one can tell where Yun Buliu will go in the future.
And sometimes, even if the enlightened avenue seems to be useless, when encountering some extremely powerful avenues, it can achieve good results.
For example, the Avenue of Life is useless in battles, but in terms of treatment, the Avenue of Life is almost the strongest of all the avenues.
If you encounter the Avenue of Destruction, the Avenue of Life can restrain it.
Unless it is the advanced version of the Way of Life, the Way of Creation.
The realm displayed by Wang Xin's Talisman Way was the first time that the outsider monk encountered the power of the realm. Although he could suppress Wang Xin with his pure cultivation, he wanted to crack the realm of Talisman displayed by Wang Xin.
But it can't be completed in three hours.
If he couldn't break Wang Xin's realm of talisman, he would have nothing to do with Wang Xin.
But Wang Xin was also helpless with the monk from the wilderness outside the territory. The talismans derived from his Talisman Domain could not defeat the water domain of the monk from the wilderness outside the territory.
Especially this field is more powerful in this sea.
However, he had nothing to do with Wang Xin, but he could threaten him with the disciples of Shenxiao Taoist Palace.
I saw him opening his arms, and the water domain instantly expanded outwards, directly encompassing the island where the Shenxiao Dao Palace was located. The huge waves in the surrounding sea roared and surged towards the direction of the Shenxiao Dao Palace.
, it seems that the Shenxiao Dao Palace will be submerged with sea water.
"Submit to me, or your disciples will die, your orthodoxy will be extinct, you choose one!"
The foreign monk looked confident and looked at Wang Xin with a smile.
"Despicable!" Lao Wang was very angry, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who would have thought that a monk in the wilderness would actually threaten him with the lives of innocent and weak people?
"When we act, we don't ask about the process, we only look at the results." The monk from the outer wilderness sneered: "If you are affected by external objects, how can you talk about being free and detached? I am helping you train your mind, and you can choose not to.
Accept it and watch these weak people die. Weakness is the original sin. There is indeed no need for weak people like ants to survive in this world. They are just a waste of food."
Wang Xin felt that this guy was indeed very cunning, actually trying to break his Taoist heart.
So, he asked: "What's your name?"
"Oh? Are you ready to surrender to me?" The monk from the outer wilderness said with a smile: "My surname is Dugu, lonely Dugu, single name Xin!"
"Oh, you actually have the same name as me. I'm really ashamed that you have the same name!"
Wang Xin laughed coldly. At this time, Wang Xin's heart had indeed turned cold, because he was not prepared to compromise with the other party. He was already prepared to sacrifice these disciples.
"This is fate, which means that you and I are destined!" Dugu Xin smiled and said: "I can give you half a stick of incense to think about it. After half a stick of incense, the life and death of those people will depend on your choice."
Although the other person did not necessarily have good intentions in giving him this little time, and probably wanted to make his heart suffer more, Wang Xin actually breathed a sigh of relief.
I only have half a stick of incense time, what can I do? What else can I do?
Seeing those disciples who had been with him day and night lying in a pool of blood, and seeing those disciples helplessly looking at him in the sky in the formation, Wang Xin couldn't help but think of the catastrophe in ancient times.
Although he actually did not experience the catastrophe personally, because he had already 'died' before the catastrophe came.
But I have never experienced it, but I can imagine it.
Come to think of it, his ancestors must have been like him now!
Seeing his disciple's relatives lying in a pool of blood, his helpless and desperate eyes were like knives, scratching his heart and blurring his eyes.
He knew that Dugu Xin had succeeded, and his heart had indeed been tortured like never before.
Is weakness really the original sin?
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