Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 193

The dazzling offensive and defensive battles on the ring made the audience extremely shocked.

The six-character mantra of Mingkong Temple has not appeared in the mainland for a long time, and only some introductions can be seen from the classics.

However, in the introduction, it is always described as a beneficial method, for example, it can cure diseases and save lives, and can get rid of some intractable diseases of warriors.

Unexpectedly, when Zhiming is used in battle today, he can cast a negative curse on the opponent.

"It's such a powerful six-character mantra. Six words are six curses. It's really an eye-opener."

"Yeah, I thought this technique was used to save people, but I didn't expect that it would be extremely terrifying to use it to kill people. After this battle, the Zhiming monk of Mingkong Temple will definitely become famous in the mainland."

"That's right, if it's not Zhang Shan who was suppressed by his soul skills and suppressed his own cultivation, otherwise the Great Ming Curse might be even more powerful."

"However, Zhang Shan is still a puppet master? This is really unexpected."

The audience in the audience was discussing eagerly, and the high-level leaders of various factions also watched Zhiming's performance attentively, and secretly evaluated the effectiveness of the Great Ming Mantra.

In Wen Tianzong's viewing area, An Lixing hurriedly changed his clothes and tidied up his appearance, and then returned to the arena.

At this time, seeing Zhang Shan withstood Zhiming's spells one after another, he couldn't help saying happily:

"This is the first time for me to experience the power of suppressing the legal domain. The phantom of the martial spirit behind him, junior brother, is like a tombstone? I didn't expect such a powerful soul skill to be derived."

"Tombstone? It shouldn't be, but I think it looks like the Vientiane Monument."

Yan Suifeng said thoughtfully.

"The Vientiane Monument? Hearing what the master said, the disciple also realized that it seems to be true. It looks like a Vientiane Monument that has been shrunk countless times."

An Lixing thought for a while and then said in surprise.

Located in the center of the Sky Continent, there is a Tiandu Peak. On the peak is a magical Vientiane Monument. It is made of unknown material. It looks like stone and jade. It is hundreds of feet high and has been standing there since ancient times.

There are lists displayed on the Vientiane Monument, which respectively record the ranks of all cultivators in the mainland in terms of realm strength, skills and soul skills, spiritual weapons and magic weapons, and so on.

Its rankings are never wrong, but the usual rankings are hidden, and you need to put spirit stones or other natural treasures into it, so that it will display the information of the person you want to inquire about.

It's just that it is tabooed by the powerful and powerful on the mainland, because no one wants to reveal their secret skills, skills, strength and other secrets in front of others.

Later, several top powerhouses on the mainland united to form an organization called Shendao Temple, put Tiandu Peak under its control, and prohibited people from casually inquiring about the Vientiane Monument.

Of course, under the pressure of the major sects on the mainland, the Shinto Temple finally negotiated with the major sects and formulated the rules for inquiry and management.

The Shinto Hall is responsible for the daily maintenance and management of the Vientiane Monument. At the same time, at regular intervals, it will release some list information to the outside world.

These lists are subdivided into the Xuanji list for the ranking of martial saints, the list of heroes for the ranking of warriors, the list of ten thousand methods for the ranking of kung fu, the list of heavenly work for the ranking of spiritual weapons and magic weapons, and so on.

A lot of information about the Vientiane Monument flashed through An Lixing's mind.

He hesitated for a while and then said: "Could it be that Master thinks that Junior Brother Zhang has something to do with the Wanxiang Monument?"

Fang Yiru said incredulously: "This, it should be impossible, the Wanxiang Monument has existed since ancient times, how could Junior Brother Zhang have something to do with it?"

Yan Suifeng shook his head and laughed, "Of course it's impossible. As a teacher, I just saw that his stele's martial soul looks very similar to the Vientiane Stele, so that's all I said."

Nan Ruoli, who was staring at the ring closely, said at this moment: "I feel that Zhiming's soul power should have almost bottomed out, it seems that casting the six-character Da Ming mantra is extremely exhausting, and he should only be able to use the last Hum mantra. There's no going on."

"The more powerful the technique, the greater the consumption of soul power and true energy. Naturally, the Great Ming Mantra cannot be an exception. Otherwise, wouldn't it be against the sky? It should be no problem for Zhang Shan to advance to the next round. This kid can always surprise us. "

Yan Suifeng smiled easily, with a look of relief on his face.

At this time, under the pursuit of Zhang Shan and Megatron, one person and one machine, Zhiming wandered around the field, and he still didn't recite the HUNG mantra.

At this time Zhang Shan also sensed that the opponent's soul power should be running low, so he couldn't help laughing:

"Boy Zhiming, your soul power seems to have bottomed out, right? You can't even cast the sixth spell, right?"

Zhiming frowned tightly, and while dodging, he proclaimed a Buddha's name:

"Brother Zhang did exactly what he expected. The little monk can only cast another Great Ming Mantra at most, but the Hum spell attacks violently. One mistake may hurt Brother Zhang's life."

Zhang Shan's pupils shrank, his heart was vigilant, his eyes rolled and he said:

"Really so powerful? I know Brother Zhiming is merciful, how about taking the initiative to admit defeat, and then we can have a glass of wine and exchange feelings? Besides, you said before the game that it won't hurt my life."

Hearing Zhang Shan's remarks, Fang Yiru was speechless for a while, and had a deeper understanding of the thick skin of her junior brother.

Zhiming's figure kept moving, but his expression was tangled. After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and said:

"I forgot. I heard that Brother Zhang has achieved great success in physical training and has a strong physical body. The Hum Curse should not endanger your life. At most, you will only be seriously injured and lose your combat effectiveness."

"I'll go, why don't you think about it after you get off the ring."

Zhang Shan muttered in his heart, knowing that the opponent should make a move soon, he couldn't help getting 12 points of energy, and his true energy was also circulating rapidly.

"Huh!"

Zhiming's wandering figure stopped suddenly, staring at Zhang Shan with angry eyes like a king, and opened his mouth to shout loudly.

A black beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Zhang Shan.

Then Zhiming fell to the ground, his face was pale, and his soul power was obviously exhausted. If Zhang Shan had passed the Hum Curse, he would have no power to resist.

The moment the beam of light reached his body, Zhang Shan suddenly let out a muffled groan, and his forward figure suddenly stopped.

At the same time, abnormalities began to appear on his body.

The left half of the body is covered with a layer of ice, while the right half of the body is ignited with illusory flames!

Endless pain came from all parts of his body, and Zhang Shan felt that he was suddenly in dire straits.

The skin on the left fell off like shattered ice, while the right was burned into fly ash layer by layer.

At the same time, two extreme pains, one cold and one hot, permeated the soul sea in an instant, and the soul sea also became half ice and half flame.

The Five Elements Immortal Body spontaneously transported to the peak, and began to frantically repair the damage to his body, resisting the erosion of the body by two kinds of ice and fire.

It seemed like 1 years had passed before Zhang Shan felt the pain subside like a tide.

He came back to his senses, took a few breaths, gritted his teeth, lifted Zangfeng, and walked towards Zhiming who was sitting on the ring:
"Zhiming, you little bald donkey, my master vows to tear you apart!"

Zhiming clasped his hands together, bowed his head and saluted, "Young monk admit defeat, this battle is won by Brother Zhang!"

"Damn, can you show some face, no, I don't agree, let's fight again!"

Zhang Shan's roar resounded throughout the audience.

(End of this chapter)