None of the surviving monks took the elixir, because at this time, due to the self-destruction of the ice phoenix in the main hall, its body was transformed into the richest energy in the world. All the monks were absorbing this energy to restore their cultivation. for.
And as beings of higher order, these Yuan Powers contain extremely rich Heavenly Dao.
One day later, all the monks gradually returned to their peak state, but no one stopped their efforts and were still absorbing it crazily. The accumulation of immortal energy in each monk's body was increasing crazily, and he felt that his whole body was full of power.
Unfortunately, Bingfeng's energy was limited after all. After three hours, all the immortal essence in the hall was absorbed except for those that spilled to the surroundings.
Cheng Ling opened his eyes, glanced at them, and showed a wry smile. There were more than seventy monks when they entered the hall, but now there are only a dozen left.
The Dragon King of Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom died, leaving only Emperor Shitian and King Qiao Xuan.
Master Zhikong and two surviving monks are left in Bodhi Temple.
Huixuan, Huiyuan, and three surviving monks were left in Zending Mountain.
Originally, there were only four people in Fanhua Temple who entered the Qinglian Virtual Realm. Xianhui ascended to the God's Tomb and Mingzhi died. Fortunately, Cheng Ling helped to preserve Qingya and Qingyi.
Ling Xuzi and two surviving monks were left in Fanjing Mountain.
Fox Queen and Fox Yue were safe and sound, and together with Cheng Ling and Xie Feng, there were a total of nineteen people left.
In this battle, the Buddhist monks suffered huge losses. Lingxuzi glanced at the sparse crowd, his expression gloomy.
Emperor Shitian stood up slowly, stared at Cheng Ling, and after a long time asked: "Brother Cheng, did the five kings of my eight tribes really die in your hands?"
Cheng Ling said: "Not bad!"
At this point, he has nothing to hide, so he can just tell you if he has any plans.
Emperor Shitian laughed wildly and said: "Okay, very good! In any case, you are the one who saw through Kong Ji's conspiracy. This emperor owes you this, but killing the five kings of the Eight Tribes, as the master of the Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom, will never give up. .”
"How are you doing?"
"In battle, you can stand alone against the ice phoenix. I admire you very much. Even so, I will fight. If you win, the Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom will disappear and no one will be in trouble with you. If I win by chance, you can also To comfort all sentient beings in the Buddha country."
The meaning of these words is that Emperor Shitian and King Qiao Xuan joined forces to fight against Cheng Ling. Logically speaking, this challenge was by no means fair, but no one objected. Because of the battle with Bingfeng, Cheng Ling had already proved that his strength was far above everyone else.
He grabbed it with his right hand, raised the Dragon Ling Sword flatly, and said calmly: "In that case, let's do it!"
Emperor Shitian's challenge was both expected and unexpected. He originally thought that he would wait until he left the Green Lotus Void Realm and improved his cultivation before challenging him, but unexpectedly, he was ready to take action at this time.
To be honest, no matter how Emperor Shaktian feels about Taoism, from this point alone, you can see that he is proud and has the demeanor of the leader of one of the superpowers of Buddhism.
When the fighting broke out again, Cheng Ling was able to sacrifice the Dragon Ling Sword, and Emperor Shitian and Qiao Xuan pounced on him.
The Demon-Conquering Pestle danced into a round of golden light, and each circle of light was like a golden meteor passing through the sky, filling the void with rapid, scorching, and explosive power.
The Heavenly King Qiao Xuan attacked Youluo Star Picker at the bottom of the box. In a battle with Cheng Ling in the middle-grade virtual world, neither side could do anything to the other, but just a few years later, the opponent's strength was beyond his reach. In view of this, one move is the most powerful killing move!
Cheng Ling smiled slightly, as if he didn't care at all about the golden light shooting all over the sky and the approaching giant claw above his head. With a light stab of the dragon feather sword, the center of the giant claw was shattered, and the five illusory giant fingers were broken inch by inch.
"What!" Qiao Xuan was shocked. This sword seemed to be light, but it hit the weak area of the claw mark. Not only that, the remaining sword energy still overflowed in the void, wrapping up from all directions.
Emperor Shitian's golden light danced, but every time it was avoided by Cheng Ling by a hair's breadth, as if the opponent had anticipated the trajectory of his moves, making his efforts in vain.
He didn't know that Cheng Ling didn't put much energy on himself. Comparing the two, Qiao Xuan's combat power was more than inferior to Emperor Shitian. Of course, he had to deal with Qiao Xuan first, and then free up his hands. Deal with Emperor Shitian.
In the Qinglian Void Realm group, their cultivation level has risen from the Seven-Star Immortal Emperor to the peak of the Nine-Star Late Stage. In terms of swordsmanship, the first six moves of the Nine Ultimate Divine Sword have become more and more proficient. The seventh sword of the Seven Emotions Sword has also reached the entry level. His own swordsmanship accumulation has almost reached the level of Immortal. The limit of the imperial period.
In addition, having passed through the six levels of consciousness, seven emotions, and eight sufferings before, his understanding of the way of heaven has become more complete. As long as he wants to, he can improve his cultivation to nine-star perfection in an instant.
Based on Cheng Ling's usual record, after being promoted to Immortal Emperor, he could often fight enemies with more than two stars. Only when he encountered the same evil monks, he was reduced to one star. Nowadays, his cultivation level and understanding of the way of heaven are higher than those of Emperor Shitian and Qiao Xuan, let alone them.
In less than a hundred breaths, Heavenly King Qiao Xuan was in danger one after another. His arms and thighs were hit by swords continuously, and he lost almost 50% of his combat power. But Cheng Ling did not stop. The monks of Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom regarded him as an enemy. Similarly, he also disliked him. The grudge between the two could not be resolved at all.
His body swayed again, and he flashed through Emperor Shitian's circle of light like a shooting star. He circled behind Qiao Xuan like a swimming fish, and stabbed out the dragon feather sword silently.
This sword was as brilliant as seven colors of light, followed closely by seven emotions. Qiao Xuan's body froze as his thoughts were disturbed. In the next breath, the long sword passed between his eyebrows and returned to Cheng Ling's palm again.
King Qiao Xuan died!
Emperor Shitian let out an angry roar, his eyes were blood red, and his consciousness completely fell into madness. The eight most powerful kings of the eight tribes of Buddhism are all dead, and the power of the Buddhist kingdom has fallen apart.
By this time, he had fallen into despair. The violent immortal energy was rushing around in his body, and a mysterious violent force surged out of his body. The right hand casts the demonic pestle, and the left hand turns into a palm. The palm print is blood red, burning like a flame.
The supreme secret of Buddhism, the Palm of Overcoming Disaster!
The wind of the palm is sharp, like an iron bone, and every blow emits a "duh" accent.
But Cheng Ling was not afraid at all. With one sword and one man, he took down the Demon Subduing Pestle and the Dueling Palm. With each impact, not only did his body remain motionless, but he also made Emperor Shitian retreat step by step.
Emperor Shitian was astonished, but no matter how much he stirred up his immortal energy, the force of his palm strikes were all broken by Cheng Ling's sword moves. There was even a hint of sharpness in that sword technique, which made his arms numb.
For such a stalemate over a cup of tea, Emperor Shitian's breath became increasingly rapid, and his movements gradually weakened. Cheng Ling, on the other hand, was still calm and calm, and his expression remained calm. And now, he seemed to have changed his sword technique.
This sword technique is weak and weak. Each sword is focused on Emperor Shitian's attack. It removes the opponent's fierce strength and uses it to fight back. The layers are layered, making people feel that each sword is more powerful than the other. Heavy.
Emperor Shitian's hands were numb, and traces of blood burst out from his arms. That was the result of over-stimulating the immortal energy and impacting the muscles and veins. Within a few breaths, the whole body was like a blood gourd.
Lingxuzi sighed secretly, feeling a little unbearable in his heart. Although Emperor Shitian was arrogant, he was still the leader of a sect and a powerful man in the Buddhist country. He really couldn't bear to be eaten alive by Cheng Ling.
It's a pity that he didn't dare to persuade him. Although Cheng Ling's eyes were calm and there didn't seem to be a trace of murderous intent, his determination would never waver.
After a cup of tea, Emperor Shitian finally couldn't hold on anymore. He was hit by several swords, his tendons and veins were broken every inch, and even his Dantian was split in half. He smiled miserably and said: "Okay, I will be afraid of future generations. Grandmaster Cheng, please give me a good time."
Cheng Ling's eyes narrowed, and he stabbed out the long sword in his hand without hesitation, instantly piercing the center of his eyebrows and annihilating his soul.
With a move of his right hand, he pocketed the storage rings of Emperor Shitian and Qiao Xuan. Then, he glanced at Lingxuzi again, handed the demon-subduing pestle over and said: "My dear friend Lingxuzi, Cheng thanks you for your help. I’ll give you this Demonic Pestle as a gift.”
Lingxuzi was overjoyed and took it quickly. This was a Buddhist weapon. As long as he owned one, Fanjing Mountain could replace Bodhi Temple, Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom and Zending Mountain and become the second largest force after Fanhua Temple.
Because the ice phoenix self-destructed, the twelve-grade lotus platform and the thundering Zen staff owned by Zending Mountain were lost, but he knew that these two items were Buddhist weapons and were not easily damaged. It was impossible to say where they were ejected to by the force of the explosion.
Bodhi Temple is left. The sect leader Bodhi Buddha is dead. The Tridacna bead and the glazed sword are missing. Emperor Shitian and the eight tribesmen of the Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom were all killed by Cheng Ling. The Demonic Pestle and Peacock Feather must have also been obtained by him. The remaining The only ones left are the relic sword of Fanhua Temple and the Nine Dragons Amber Armor.
Fanhua'an and Fanjingshan have always been on good terms with each other, and conflicts between the two are rare. The other three major forces lack the Dharma and Buddhist soldiers. With their own cultivation and the blessing of the demon-subduing pestle, it is no problem at all.
He was making his own plans in his mind, but little did he know that with this move, no one would dare to be an enemy of Mount Fanjing anymore. Cheng Ling killed Emperor Shitian and Heavenly King Qiao Xuan with one against two. Which Buddhist monk can do it?
With Cheng Ling's friendship with Fanhua'an and his previous attitude towards Lingxuzi, who would dare to take action?
In fact, all of this was done intentionally by Cheng Ling. After giving the Demonic Pestle to Lingxuzi, he said, "My dear friend Lingxuzi, what do you think of Cheng's original proposal?"
Lingxuzi was stunned for a moment. He was still immersed in the beautiful longing. It took him a long time to react and hurriedly said: "Fanjing Mountain will definitely do its best to resolve the grievances between Buddhism and Taoism, and at the same time drive out the foreign races."
Cheng Ling nodded and praised: "Okay, then they..."
The implication was obvious, Lingxuzi hurriedly said: "Grandmaster Cheng, don't worry, I know what to do."
"Okay, this is settled, it's time to leave!"
Qing Ya said: "Brother Cheng, as usual, the exit of Qinglian Virtual Realm is at the bottom. Unfortunately, there is no specific direction. How should we leave?"
Cheng Ling said: "No rush, you just need to stay where you are, I will come as soon as I can."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.
The pupils of the monks shrank, and they were even more worried. This kind of disappearing wave was extremely small, like teleportation, but it seemed not, and it disappeared in an instant. Only Xie Feng and Ling Xuzi could feel that they were shrinking to an inch. of spells.
After everyone waited for a long time, Cheng Ling turned around leisurely and said, "Follow me, everyone. Cheng has found the exit."
When everyone heard this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Up to now, they didn't want to stay in the Qinglian Void Realm for a moment.
