Everyone could only watch this scene helplessly, with emotions such as joy, disbelief, and worry lingering in their hearts.
In this moment, it seems like many years have passed.
Time seems to be frozen in one place.
But Chen Yuan, who was in the most dangerous situation, had no idea. He just wanted to avoid Xiang Qianqiu's offensive, thinking... to survive, and to activate his soul at all costs.
The magical power of solidifying the soul is constantly stimulated.
Even if it means damaging your own foundation, you won't hesitate.
This is almost the most dangerous situation Chen Yuan has encountered since he entered the realm of Huayang.
It came so quickly, so... it's disappointing!
At such a close distance, no one could save him unless a more powerful person took action, and Chen Yuan also had a desperate emotion after the Dimensional God's confinement was broken.
He has many secrets, such as the mysterious Altar of Luck. No matter what existence it is, anyone who dares to attack his altar with spiritual thoughts will be obliterated.
But that is passive.
In fact, until now, Chen Yuan has not been able to accurately use this rare treasure of unknown grade, so he has not put his hope in it.
What he wanted to do was to give up his physical body and preserve his soul.
Perhaps from now on, we will lose the huge support of the physical body, but at least the soul can still rely on it. As long as we are alive, there is still hope.
And just when the tip of the spear was about to pierce his eyebrows.
Suddenly,
In the stagnant void, he felt a familiar wind blowing his cheeks. This wind came very unusually, and Xiang Qianqiu also froze the void.
The surrounding dozens of feet of space were turned into a vacuum zone.
How could there be any wind blowing?
And this familiar wind quickly aroused Chen Yuan's memories. This wind... seemed to be the one he encountered when he was going through the life and death of the Yang Shen on Shenlong Island.
That was the last thunder tribulation of the eighth level. The thunder above the nine heavens turned into a figure in the lake. The figure was holding a black magic gun made of thunder.
He almost killed him. If he hadn't inspired the last power of the Dragon Ball, the eighth thunder tribulation, he would not have been able to survive it. Finally, when he succeeded in overcoming the tribulation.
Suddenly, he saw the figure in the lake staring at him and smiling at him. At that time... it just turned into such a breeze.
When the breeze blew, there was no movement between heaven and earth, but... the God-killing Spear held by Xiang Qianqiu stayed in place, never piercing Chen Yuan's eyebrows.
Deep in the consciousness of Lingtai, the blood-colored Altar of Destiny originally had rays of light escaping, but at this moment it suddenly stopped and fell into silence again.
And who was the most horrified among the people present, it was Xiang Qianqiu who was holding a magic gun and wanted to kill Chen Yuan. At this moment, he only felt that there was an invisible invisible barrier in front of him.
No matter how he activated the God-killing Spear, he could not break the barrier. Even the God-killing Spear had some resistance at this moment.
He was shocked and didn't know what happened.
In the previous fight, he already knew that Chen Yuan had the means to freeze the void, and he had already prepared himself. No matter what the opponent did, he would never be able to escape this time.
Can....
Now, what happened!
He had anger and doubts in his heart, but Chen Yuan did not give him this chance. In his stunned moment, he mobilized all his strength without hesitation, mobilized all his energy and blood and punched out.
"boom!"
The roar exploded in the void, and the terrifying fist force broke through Xiang Qianqiu's defense and fell directly on him. Both sides simultaneously retreated thousands of feet away.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Xiang Qianqiu's aura quickly declined, and he kept yelling in his heart, full of unwillingness. He didn't know what happened before, and why the God-killing Spear moved abnormally.
He was obviously about to severely injure and kill Chen Yuan, but something strange happened just at that moment.
Chen Yuan let out a breath of turbidity. On the surface, he was very calm, but in his heart, he was very scared. In just a moment, he would be severely injured and had to give up his body.
It's really too thrilling.
That breeze really helped him a lot.
"What...what method is this?"
Xiang Qianqiu asked, staring at Chen Yuan.
"Methods you can't think of!"
Chen Yuan responded, but his eyes were always on the God-killing Spear, with a little thought in his eyes. Just now, he clearly felt a touch of intimacy emerging from the God-killing Spear.
It seemed that... the other party was closer to him than to Xiang Qianqiu.
Based on this, it can be inferred that the figure that was condensed in the eighth level of thunder tribulation was definitely Chu Taizu, and he seemed to have left some unknown methods on his body.
What happened?
There were also big doubts in his mind.
"you...."
Just as Xiang Qianqiu was about to say something, he suddenly felt a resistance from the God-killing Spear, wanting to get away from him, which immediately frightened him.
It was immediately put into a storage space and sealed.
As an inherited treasure left by the Xiang family, the God-killing Spear is the most powerful immortal weapon in the world, and it is a major reliance on him. It is by relying on this weapon that he can kill the immortal and quickly defeat Ye Xiangnan. There is absolutely no room for loss.
The Yang Shen True Monarchs around him all ended their fights in a tacit understanding at this moment, staring at each other warily, and a majestic and majestic aura swept across the world.
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The powerful dark clouds that filled the air for more than a hundred miles were quickly dispersed by a golden light, and a ten thousand-foot-long golden body fell from the nine heavens, overlooking the world.
Buddha, here we come!
Xiang Qianqiu felt happy and said quickly:
"Please Buddha, help me suppress this person!"
Chen Yuan frowned, with a vigilant expression on his face, and looked at each other with Ye Xiangnan, wondering why the Buddha came. Could it be that Lu Chengfeng was defeated?
Above the nine heavens, at the moment when the Buddha arrived, the Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall and Moro stopped their hands in a tacit understanding. Each of them was wary of the other, and they were also wary of this uninvited guest.
"Inform the Buddha that Manjushri Bodhisattva has fallen into the hands of Chen Yuan. Please ask the Buddha to take action to suppress this evil obstacle and bring it back to Lingshan for five hundred years to see off Manjushri Bodhisattva."
The national preceptor Pu Xian put his hands together and bowed down.
"Chen Yuan...do you know your guilt?"
Buddha looked down at Chen Yuan, and a strong pressure instantly fell on him, as if he wanted to judge the crimes he had committed here.
"In a life-and-death fight, death is common. Why... Lingshan can't afford it?"
Chen Yuan did not sense Lu Chengfeng's aura, but seeing that the Buddha did not take action immediately, someone must be restraining him, otherwise, he would never have said such words.
It should be just like in Purple Mountain, just do it directly.
Therefore, he was sure that the chance of the other party taking action was low.
Of course, even if he is humble and petty at this moment, Buddha will not give up. In this case, why should he compromise? Just give him a hard blow.
"Unrepentant."
"Haha, doesn't the Buddha's words mean that only Buddhists can kill people, and no one else is allowed to do it? Is this the teaching of the Buddhist Lingshan, the head of the immortal sect?"
"Amitabha...."
Buddha stared at Chen Yuan for a moment and said slowly:
"This man doesn't respect Buddhism. Can the donor give this poor monk a good deal of grace and not interfere in today's affairs?"
"No, no... Since I have already agreed, I will never stand idly by. As a powerful earthly immortal, why should the Buddha be as knowledgeable as a Yang god?
Go back..."
An old voice came out from four directions at the same time, including the southeast, northwest, and southeast. It seemed to be right next to everyone, and many people were shocked and shocked.
Who on earth dared to speak to Buddha like this, and Buddha seemed to be extremely afraid of this person.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva felt a little unbelievable. In his impression, the Buddha was the number one in the world, incomparably powerful, even stronger than the heretic Mara, but he had to avoid his sharpness and survive in the world.
I never thought that such horror existed.
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall frowned, feeling that this voice was indescribably familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago, and kept thinking about it.
Xiang Qianqiu's heart sank, and he realized that this person was the strong man invited by Chen Yuan to suppress the battle. It was this person who forcibly held the Buddha back. Otherwise, such a thing would never have happened.
This son was more and more beyond his expectations.
And he also knew in his heart that once the other party appeared, it would be basically impossible to suppress Chen Yuan, unless another powerful Earth Immortal of the same level appeared.
But how is this possible?
Earth Immortals are not cabbages that can be seen everywhere. Such a powerful person may not appear for hundreds of years, and each one of them stands at the top of the world.
He was even a little jealous at this time and resented Chen Yuan's luck. He had worked hard for hundreds of years but could not win over such a powerful person. He only rose to the top of the world in a few years. Why did he have such a good fate?
Why would there be such a being to protect him?
Why!
!
The Buddha remained silent and said calmly:
"I hope the donor will keep his word and will not interfere in the grudge between Lingshan and Chen Yuan next time."
Manjusri is the first of the four great Bodhisattvas. He has high hopes for him. Not surprisingly, he will be the one to succeed him as Buddha in the future. Now that he has fallen, he is naturally angry.
But through the previous chess game, he also knew in his heart that the opponent's strength was unfathomable and stronger than him. It was not impossible to kill Chen Yuan at all costs.
But the price paid is too high.
It's really not worth paying such a high price for a Yang God. You can just wait and wait until the next time we meet again.
It's the other party's death date.
"I keep my word!"
Such a voice came from the void again.
Xiang Qianqiu took a deep breath, and the unwillingness in his eyes became stronger, but there was nothing he could do. Even the Buddha retreated. If he insisted on taking action, what would be the end?
He could only look at Chen Yuan fiercely, wave his hand, wrap up Lu Guangsheng, who was left with only Yang Shen, turn around and leave quickly, directly blending into the void and disappearing without a trace.
Surrounding... there were teleportation arrays he had laid out in advance.
Chen Yuan was right when he said it before. Xiang Qianqiu was still setting up a formation, but he was not setting up a killing formation, but a teleportation formation.
Just to be able to leave without being constrained.
Even though he had the upper hand, he was still thinking of his own way out.
Xiang Qianqiu was unwilling to leave, but he was not the only one who was unwilling to do so. Chen Yuan was also unwilling to leave and wanted to keep him, but Lu Chengfeng sent a message to him not to anger the Buddha at this time, otherwise he would really take action. If so, he won't be able to hide it, and it's likely to cause greater turmoil.
Chen Yuan could only temporarily suppress his murderous intention and let Xiang Qianqiu escape.
Buddha watched Xiang Qianqiu leave quietly. He didn't want to keep this person, but he wanted someone to continue causing trouble for Chen Yuan. This was in line with the interests of Buddhism today.
If Chen Yuan really dared to take action, he wouldn't mind trying the true quality of the benefactor.
"Amitabha!"
The Buddha recited the name of the Buddha, and two rays of Buddha's light enveloped the other Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who was unwilling to accept it, and the Bodhisattva Jishi whose expression was always indifferent, and took them away.
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall snorted coldly and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly, a flash of Buddha light appeared in the void, directly blocking the other party's means of leaving and shattering the teleportation array.
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall left behind an angry curse:
"Buddha, I will make love to your mother!"
When he cursed, he no longer had the same aura as before. Instead, he looked furious. He hated that piece of shit like Buddha. He left as soon as he left. What did it mean to deliberately save the means and break the teleportation array?
The eyes of Chen Yuan and others instantly fell on them. Dongfang Sheng and several Demon Lords frowned and quickly gathered around the Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall.
Feng Jiuge, the master of the Goddess Palace, looked ugly, turning blue and white at one time and another.
Xiang Qianqiu's departure almost sold her out.
Lu Chengfeng, who was supposed to take action, disappeared without saying a word.
"Donor, how will the Seven Kills Hall deal with itself today?"
Moro looked blankly at the immortal in the Seven Kills Hall and asked.
Chen Yuan tightened his grip on the emperor's butcher's knife and prepared to take action. The other Yangshen True Monarchs also quickly surrounded the remaining people, ready to launch an attack at any time.
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall frowned, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice:
"I am still here. If you want to commit murder, you will inevitably pay the price. The old guy from the Heavenly Demon Palace is not dead either. If Dongfang Sheng and the others fall here.
An immortal will fight with you until death, and the gains outweigh the losses..."
"The donor is right!"
Moro nodded.
"Let's stop today. I promise that I will never join forces with Xiang Qianqiu again, and I can give up one-third of the territory of the Bleeding State. From now on... I will no longer interfere in human melees.
how? "
"What do you think?"
Moro looked at Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan's face was uncertain, and he was thinking a lot.
"Prince Yan, may I say a word?"
Dongfang Sheng said suddenly.
"Master Dongfang Hall, please speak."
Chen Yuan nodded.
"Today's confrontation is not a personal grudge, it is all due to the chaos in the world. The Demon Palace was bewitched by Xiang Qianqiu, but today he was unkind and took the lead to leave regardless of us.
I should be unjust. If King Yan does not give up, the Heavenly Demon Palace is willing to help King Yan fight for hegemony in the future and work together for a great cause! "
Xiang Qianqiu's defeat has been decided. If Dongfang Sheng wants to continue to join the game, the only way now is to join forces with Chen Yuan and support him to continue to fight for world hegemony.
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