Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 238 Confrontation ([-])

I saw that round of gleaming golden sun turned into a huge three-legged golden crow. The golden crow screamed all over its body, and golden flames ignited on its body, turning tens of feet of land into a sea of ​​golden flames, burning up the dark clouds in the blink of an eye. , The ghosts and ghosts were instantly wiped out.

In the dark clouds, a bull-headed and snake-god monster with wings on its back made seals with both hands: "Reincarnation in the previous life, the demon has possessed the body."

A stream of blood was spurted out of his mouth, after which a tall and mighty faint phantom condensed out. The phantom had two horns on its head and was three feet tall. Shadow, but that arrogant demeanor makes people feel breathless.

The phantom opened its mouth, and swallowed the essence and blood into its stomach, and its eyes shot out a light like substance, and the phantom stepped forward with one step, and merged with the man.

In an instant, the man's figure soared to the size of three feet, with two horns growing on his head, his eyes were cold and gleaming, just like that phantom.

The man let out a long cry, his whole body burst into black light, his body flickered, and he ignored the raging golden flames in the sky, and started to fight the golden crow.

The black light on his body blocked the burning of the golden flames, and he punched out, knocking the huge three-legged Golden Crow into the air for tens of feet. Then, with a flash of his body, he stretched out both palms, and sent the three-legged Golden Crow flying in succession. The three-legged Golden Crow was in front of him. There was no strength to fight back at all, and the man's punch was strong enough to smash the mountain into pieces, like a living demon god.

It suppressed the three-legged Golden Crow with only physical strength.

The man knocked down the three-legged Golden Crow from mid-air with another punch, smashing it to the top of the mountain, smashing the top of the mountain, and piercing the sky with chaotic rocks.

The three-legged Golden Crow let out a mournful cry, his body gradually faded, and a figure shot out from between his brows, it was Yin Qingyuan, his face was pale at this moment, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries.

"Five-day rotation, endless life." Yin Qingyuan tied his seal and yelled, clouds and mist surged in the midair, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky was dark. Five golden suns emerged from the clouds and mist, turning into five huge golden crows, and the whole body was ablaze The golden flames blazed, and the fireworks shot straight into the sky, attacking the tall figure.

The two sides fought instantly.

Not to mention the battle between Yin Qingyuan and the Mozong man, the most eye-catching battle in the battle group was Zhuang Xinqian's fight with a skinny old man from the Mozong.

Zhuang Xinqian possessed the two spirit roots of wind and thunder, his movements were like wind, his swiftness was like electricity, his figure flickered, and he kept attacking around the skinny old man.

The skinny old man sat cross-legged and hung in the air, clasped his hands together, his whole body shone like a golden light, and he looked like a fairy.

A huge thunderball appeared in midair, and Zhuang Xinqian's figure suddenly appeared behind him. The lightning flashed between his palms, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a ten-foot-sized thunderball. The lightning arc flickered, illuminating the surrounding sky into a piece of silver, and the lightning jumped in the air. He hit the old man hard on the head.

The old man stood still, and a golden ring appeared behind him. His thin figure appeared extremely solemn and solemn under the golden light, just like a living Buddha.

The thunderbolt and the golden ring held each other, and they couldn't break it for a while. The old man stretched out his thin five fingers slowly, which seemed normal, but Zhuang Xinqian seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

His figure flashed suddenly, and his whole body turned into a lightning arc and dissipated.

The old man didn't know what kung fu practiced, his seemingly skinny body was actually as solid as a rock, no matter what kind of attack he used, the old man just sat cross-legged in the air, standing still, despite the wind and waves, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.Its body protection is impenetrable by all means of golden light, and even its own lightning cannot be broken. Its attack seems slow and light, but in fact it is extremely powerful.

The old man hit the huge thunderball with his skinny palm. The moment the two touched, the thunderball dissipated into the air like it was hit by a mountain.

The old man scatter the thunderball with the palm of his left hand, and slowly stretch out the palm of his right hand, and hit it in the direction of Zhuang Xingan from a distance of ten feet.

Zhuang Xinqian's whole body flashed with a lightning arc, and it dissipated into the air. His figure suddenly appeared above the old man, with black lightning arcs jumping between his five fingers, and he shouted: "The Thunder Binding Seal."

A golden ring appeared above the old man. Zhuang Xinqian's five fingers struck the golden ring with a black lightning arc, and the black lightning arc was transformed into an unknown spell and spread along the golden ring. In a blink of an eye, the golden ring was covered and covered the old man's body. and go.

The black thunder arc curse seal covered the old man's figure and the golden ring on top like dense ants.

"Surrender to death." Zhuang Xinqian saw that the Thunder Bind Seal sealed the old man's body, he shouted loudly, lightning surged out from the palm of his hand, condensed into a ten-foot-large ball, pressed down from above, the golden round was sealed by the Black Thunder Seal, nothing happened With the power of resistance, the thunder ball smashes through the golden ring like a bamboo, like cutting a block of tofu.

"Om", the old man opened his mouth and spit out a syllable. In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be stagnant, and the sound of reverberation continued between the heaven and the earth, like fairy music, like bursts of magic sounds.

A golden text spat out from the old man's mouth, rose in the wind, turned into several feet in size, and floated to the top of the head, blocking the thunder ball.

When the thunder light intersected with the big golden characters, the big characters became more and more radiant, and the thunder ball was scattered.

There was a flash of lightning on Zhuang Xingan's body, and the person had retreated ten feet away. In the blink of an eye, the large character had grown to a size of several tens of feet, and the golden light illuminated the surrounding sky into gold. suppress it.

Zhuang Xinqian made a seal with both hands: "Four Purple Thunder Pillars."

As he completed the sealing, four huge purple lightning pillars condensed in midair, fixing the big golden character in the middle, and the four lightning pillars sent out huge purple lightning to strike the big golden character.

Zi Lei fought against the golden characters, submerging everything around, the golden characters were destroyed, and the purple pillar collapsed.

Zhuang Xingan frowned, looking at the skinny old man sitting cross-legged in the air, he finally knew that this person was practicing the secret method of Buddhism.

Buddhism has existed in the world for a long time, and most of the sects are established in Tiannan Swamp and Mubei Grassland.

It is rumored that this sect is not a native sect in Tianyuan, but was introduced by a Buddha from another world, and left behind in Tianyuan. It has developed to this day, and its scale is not small.But it is partial, and has never been in the thirteen prefectures of Tianyuan. It has many followers in Tiannan Marsh and Mubei Grassland, and its influence is not small.

The syllables spoken by the old man just now are the famous six-character mantra of Buddhism, which is the supreme secret method. It is quite a chance that this old man can get this inheritance.

On a towering mountain tens of feet away behind him, there are five huge finger print pits, which are the five finger marks left by the palm that the old man slapped Zhuang Xingan just now, but was avoided by him and hit the mountain peak .

The two were separated by a distance of ten feet, and the old man could leave such a handprint even on a mountain thirty feet away. It is conceivable how powerful it is. The body also has to drink hatred.

The thunder arc curse seal on the old man has dissipated, his face is expressionless, the ancient well is calm, he still looks solemn and solemn, but his heart is already covered in cold sweat.

Of course, he had heard about Qian Yizong's talented disciple who possessed the two spiritual roots of wind and thunder, but how could he be afraid of a middle-stage foundation-building monk because he relied on his supernatural powers.

It was only when the two fought against each other that he felt that this person was indeed very difficult, and he could be said to be a worthy man under his prestige.

My five-finger Collapsing Mountain Seal is extremely powerful, but the opponent's wind and thunder escape technique has been perfected, and his figure flickers in mid-air, coming and going freely. Every time I don't fight hard with him, the five-finger Collapsing Mountain Seal can't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes .

Just now he imprisoned his figure with the lightning sealing technique, and those dark lightning curse seals spread all over his body, sealing all the spiritual energy in his whole body, and he couldn't even sacrifice the spiritual weapon. If there is a small success, I am afraid that he will die at this moment.

The kung fu he practiced is the top secret method of Buddhism. When he was young, he met a monk who had transformed into a monk in a cave on the edge of a cliff, so he inherited the secret method and embarked on the road of practice. The inheritance left by the Hua monks is the secret method of Buddhism and Taoism.

Since practicing so far, although I dare not say that I am rampant in the world at the same level, I have few opponents. I never thought that I would meet such a strong enemy today.

"As expected of a genius disciple that Qian Yizong has not seen in thousands of years, he can use such a powerful sealing technique, which can even seal the aura of the old man's body." The old man said, his hands slowly forming seals, and blossoming golden lotuses hung down from the sky, In the blink of an eye, it covered the ground with a radius of tens of feet, and there was a phantom sitting on top of each golden lotus, chanting endlessly.

"This is the vision of the gods and Buddhas in the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, you should listen to it yourself." A majestic and solemn voice came.

Zhuang Xin Qianniwan's spiritual consciousness in the palace was churning for a while. He was listening to the Sanskrit sound in a daze, watching the golden lotus sitting down with many Buddhas, surrounded by immortal energy, he woke up suddenly, and almost fell into a hallucination.

"Listen to yourself, don't be obsessed with demons." The voice in my mind sounded again, majestic and solemn, making people unable to resist half-deadly.

Zhuang Xinqian's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness was agitated for a while, he closed his eyes tightly, resisting the bursts of Sanskrit sounds entering his ears.

Suddenly, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It turned out that he bit the tip of his tongue, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, forming a bloody barrier, blocking the bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

While he was sober, he formed a mudra with his hands and shouted: "Thunder storm."

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sky dimmed instantly. Thunder and storms engulfed the figures of many golden lotuses. There were thunder and lightning flashes and huge storms connecting the sky and earth within a radius of tens of feet.

The old man retreated violently, and the golden ring protected him from the center of the thunderstorm.

With a flash of Zhuang Xinqian's figure, he caught up with the old man in a few flashes, and a black lightning arc jumped between his five fingers, hitting his chest and abdomen.

Knowing the power of his sealing technique, the old man spat out a syllable, and the syllable rose in the wind, blocking his chest.

Zhuang Xinqian's five fingers struck black lightning arcs on the characters, turning them into unknown inscriptions and spreading them along the characters.

The golden characters stayed with the black curse seal for a long time, and were finally wrapped and sealed by it, but the old man had already escaped.

Lei Fa's seal is really amazing, even the mantra can be sealed.Seeing this, the old man thought in his heart, and seeing his pale face, he thought that his spiritual power consumption must be very small, as long as he was careful not to be sealed by his close body, if he held on for a while, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he defeated him in one fell swoop .

After all, he was only a middle-stage foundation-establishment monk, no matter how powerful his magical powers were, his spiritual power would definitely not be as good as that of a late-stage foundation-establishment monk.

(End of this chapter)