The scene was in chaos, with more than a dozen monks clinging to Xie Feng. Master Zhihai of Bodhi Temple and Master Xuanfa of Fahua Temple were lined up on the left and right, and from time to time they would use their coolness to launch powerful attacks one after another, which made Xie Feng tired of dealing with them.
Jin Zhixiang poured all his strength into it. Unfortunately, Master Zhihai's Tridacna bead was also a Buddhist weapon. It could block the sharp edge every time and let the evil wind return in vain.
Cheng Ling swept his eyes and had a clear view of the battlefield situation. He used the Dragon Ling Sword to kill six Buddhist monks instantly with Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong. With a sway of his body again, he stopped Master Zhihai and helped Xie Feng share the pressure.
Xie Feng was overjoyed and said, "Brother Cheng, you came just in time."
Cheng Ling laughed, took out the glazed sword from the space inside his body and handed it to him, saying, "Brother Xie Feng, you are at a disadvantage because of the weapon. With this sword in hand, these clowns will definitely not be a problem."
Master Zhihai and Master Xuanfa's pupils shrank, and the former said in shock: "The Glazed Sword, how could it be in your hand? Cheng Ling, where is our sect master?"
Cheng Ling said coldly: "Don't worry, I'll let you bury him with him right away!"
"What? Impossible! How could you kill the sect master?" Master Zhihai didn't believe it, but the dragon feather sword in Cheng Ling's hand had already been thrust out, pointing directly at the vital point in an instant. A burst of cold sweat broke out on his back. He raised his hands and raised his hands. The beads form a circular aperture, covering themselves layer by layer.
Cheng Ling stabbed continuously with his long sword, but each sword was blocked by the defensive light shield emitted by the clam beads, making it difficult for him to make any progress.
Over there, with the Glazed Jie Dao in his hand, Xie Feng suddenly exerted his extremely strong fighting power, and the sword's energy was sharp, 30% more powerful than before.
Master Xuanfa was slashed back with a single blow, and the dozen or so Buddhist monks who surrounded him were unable to withstand the surge of sharp energy. Within a moment, four of them were dead and two were injured.
"Not good!" Master Xuanfa was shocked, and saw that Master Zhihai was also suppressed and had no strength to fight back. He rolled his eyes, increased the frequency of his steps, and was about to run away.
But how could Xie Feng make him achieve his wish? The previous battle had made him extremely embarrassed, but now with Cheng Ling's help, he was not so angry. He completely ignored the attacks from both sides and rushed forward as quickly as possible to get in front of Master Xuanfa. He exerted force with his right arm and slashed out with his sword.
The purple sword light was like lightning and thunder, and it was extremely fast. In desperation, Master Xuanfa could only stop his body and sealed the long sword in front of him, trying to resist the opponent's sharp sword light.
Unfortunately, there was a huge difference in the weapons between the two. As soon as they made contact, Master Xuanfa felt a light touch in his hand, and most of the blade of his long sword was cut off. The next breath, the sharp sword light was already approaching.
The changes only occurred in the blink of an eye. If Master Xuanfa had been prepared, he might not have been defeated so quickly. Unfortunately, the weapon was also part of his own strength.
There was no time to react, the glass sword had already brought out a brilliant purple light and slashed across it. Master Xuanfa's body was immediately cut into two halves. Not only that, the sword move he made caused his waist to twist. In an instant, he saw his backside, and he couldn't help but froze for a breath.
A breath of time was enough for Xie Feng to launch another more powerful killing move, and the Liuli Jiedao slashed horizontally again, close to the head.
The head soared into the sky, Xie Feng touched his left hand, and the golden phase condensed into a golden light that shot through his eyebrows.
Master Xuanfa died!
Xie Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. This knife vented all his previous anger. He turned around and looked at the remaining six monks coldly, their figures swaying, and he killed them all before it was time to have a cup of tea.
Only then did he have time to observe Cheng Ling's battle.
Cheng Ling was a little unhappy at this time. Each of the ten Buddhist weapons had their own magical uses. Among them, the Glazed Jie Dao, the Relic Sword, the Demon Subduing Pestle, and the Thunder Zen Staff have great attack bonuses.
Peacock Ling and King Kong Ling are more focused on sound skills. Nine Dragons Amber Armor and Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform are extremely defensive. Six Pure Bamboo Roots are auxiliary. They can calm the mind and energy, and also provide bonuses for understanding.
The last piece of Tridacna bead is both offensive and defensive. In terms of attack, although there are only thirty-six beads, each bead can be transformed into countless beads and ejected with fairy essence. It is as unstoppable as a sharp arrow. Defense It can also connect the energy of thirty-six beads together to form layers of defensive shields, which are extremely difficult to break through.
Cheng Ling thrust out hundreds of swords, but each sword was blocked by the defensive light shield and could not hurt Master Zhihai even half a cent. He was also guilty of Niu Jin, secretly saying that he didn't believe it, with the power of the dragon feather sword and his own swordsmanship, he couldn't pierce a turtle shell.
Therefore, he did not pause for a moment, and the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique was like piercing the sky, and swords came out one after another. That's not all. In order to break the opponent's defense, almost every sword stabbed at the same point.
Master Zhihai secretly complained that such frequent attacks left him with no ability to fight back. No matter how strong the Tridacna Pearl's defense was, there would be times when it couldn't be stopped.
Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour of stalemate, a slight clicking sound came from the ear. It was that the clam beads could not withstand Cheng Ling's attack and began to break.
Zhihai's face changed greatly. The Buddhist soldiers are the most precious treasure of Buddhism and the protection of Bodhi Temple. Now that the glass sword has fallen into Cheng Ling's hands, if even the clam beads are broken, he will no longer have the face to face the ancestors of the sect. Zong.
As soon as he gritted his teeth and pushed with his hands, there was a roar, even ripples in the void.
Bodhi Temple's unique knowledge shakes the mountain!
Cheng Ling smiled slightly, waiting for this moment. Similarly, he didn't want the Tridacna bead to be destroyed. He flicked the long sword against the opponent's palm and retreated three feet, leaving a little breathing space.
Master Zhihai was overjoyed and thought that his attack had worked. He put away the Tridacna bead and clapped his palms continuously, killing Cheng Ling with the force of his palms like an overwhelming force.
Cheng Ling sneered, and his figure merged into the space in a flash. He shrunk to the ground and performed. In an instant, he appeared on the left side of Zhihai. With a slight stroke of his long sword, he left a sword aura. In the next breath, his figure changed again, and changed to A sword was thrust out from behind, and in the blink of an eye, the body appeared again on the right side, raising the sword.
In just the blink of an eye, Master Zhihai's left, right and back sides were covered by the sharp sword energy. His face changed drastically. The opponent was so fast, and the three sword energy was like an afterimage, but the sharp edge emanating from him made him dare not take it lightly. In desperation, he could only rush forward.
But he never thought that Cheng Ling had been prepared. The purpose of the previous three sword energy was to give Master Zhihai the only way forward.
The moment the aura disappeared, his true form was revealed again, and he slowly executed a move of Beauty Chi Mu.
The space seemed to be distorted, and the flow of time seemed to slow down. Master Zhihai only felt that the arm he shot out was like a turtle crawling, extremely slow.
Suddenly, a dazzling sword light flashed in front of my eyes. The sword light was like direct sunlight. It was extremely fast and dazzling. There was no time to react. The sword light had already penetrated the center of the eyebrows, and the strong sword energy exploded in my mind. All souls are destroyed...
With a move of his right hand, the Tridacna bead and Master Zhihai's storage ring were taken into Cheng Ling's body.
Xie Feng looked at it and sighed: "Brother Cheng, your strength has become stronger again!"
Cheng Ling laughed, put away the storage rings of the Buddhist monks on the ground, and said, "Brother Xie Feng is not bad. If you had used the Glazed Sword from the beginning, you wouldn't have been as embarrassed as before. In that case, This knife is given to you as a gift!"
Xie Feng was not polite, and immediately gently stroked the purple blade and said, "It is indeed a good sword. If it is made of gold, it should be as good as your Dragon Ling Sword."
"Haha, it's over now. What are Brother Xie Feng's plans next?"
Xie Feng glanced at him and said: "My cultivation level is still a bit low. I will leave after I am promoted to the Nine-Star Immortal Emperor."
Cheng Ling nodded and said, "In that case, I will help you find the place where evil spirits are found." After saying that, he used Shrink to the Ground and started searching everywhere.
Xie Feng was stunned, not knowing how he was going to search for the moment, so he could only stay where he was and wait patiently.
After about half a day, Cheng Ling turned around and said, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my destiny and finally found an evil place. Brother Xie Feng, come with me."
Xie Feng asked doubtfully: "Brother Cheng, the fluctuation just now, could it be that you can cross space?"
Cheng Ling smiled and said: "It's not like crossing space, it's just a spell I recently learned, called shrinking the ground into an inch."
"Shrink to an inch!" Xie Feng's eyes flashed and he said with envy: "Brother Cheng is a great talent, that is a very difficult spell to master. It has miraculous effects in close combat and long distance travel. It's a pity that I can't. Enlightenment.”
Cheng Ling said generously: "Shrinking the ground to an inch is actually to capture the trajectory of heaven. First, compress your mental power to the maximum, sense the trajectory fluctuations in the space, and then try to integrate it. When you adjust your own frequency to completely match the fluctuations of the space trajectory, Consistent, by then the power of trajectory fluctuations can be used to achieve the effect of shrinking the ground into an inch."
"There are three difficulties in this. The first is to capture the trajectory in the space; the second is to try to integrate; and the third is to escape at the most appropriate time. You must know that the fluctuations of the space trajectory are invisible and intangible, but its The energy is extremely huge, and once it cannot escape, it will be crushed to pieces by the powerful space distortion force."
Xie Feng listened attentively and sighed in his heart. Cheng Ling had completely shared with him the insights he had shrunk into an inch. He would not compromise on what he had learned from his master and his disciples. As long as he firmly remembered this method, given time, The chances of understanding the situation will be greatly increased.
The two of them talked as they walked, and soon came to a palace complex. Cheng Ling stopped aside and said, "Brother Xie Feng, there is a place of evil spirits ahead. You can go into cultivation, and I will wander around again."
Xie Feng smiled and agreed, and with a movement of his body, he rushed into the palace complex.
Cheng Ling looked around for a moment. So far, he has passed through eleven high-level virtual realms. His cultivation level is still at the late stage of Nine-Star Immortal Emperor. He dare not improve it any more. Next, he can improve the fusion of swordsmanship and look for some rare talents. Earth treasure.
He turned around and headed towards the exit of the virtual world while searching.
Along the way, he didn't dodge much. He fought whenever he encountered Yin spirits and continued to hone his sword skills. The high-grade virtual world has a strong cold aura. In contrast, the number and cultivation of Yin spirits are also much higher. They move forward slowly, and a year has passed unknowingly.
Just when he was about to enter the last virtual world, suddenly, there was an inexplicable suction force in the void. This suction force was so strong that before he could react, his body disappeared.
After a long time... After Cheng Ling stood on the ground, he realized that he was in a huge palace complex. Not only that, around the palace complex, there were many monks standing in twos and threes. It was the monks who had entered before. People in Qinglianxu.
"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name attracted everyone's attention. Master Kongji clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Congratulations to everyone, you have finally reached the bottom of the thirty-six virtual realms."
