Phew~
When the wind blew violently in the night, a warning suddenly rose in Chiwuti's heart. He felt endless darkness coming over him, and a powerful force field crushed his spirit.
It was like an ancient beast that chose people to devour and came towards him, suddenly raising the sense of crisis in his heart to a high level!
Retreat violently!
Retreat violently!
Chiwuti stepped on his foot, and his true energy surged out!
In an instant, his muscles, which were like copper poured into iron, were constantly vibrating. While vibrating, the airflow around him seemed to be bounced away by his muscles, and the ripples were accompanied by a roar like a dragon's roar. Spreading in all directions.
Taking one step backward, he has already covered dozens of feet!
For a moment, there seemed to be a burning smell of violent friction in the air.
Bai Xianer, who was shrouded in the dust that was blown up all over the sky, was horrified. This great monk's horizontal kung fu had reached an extremely high level.
"Run! Run! Run!"
Chiwuti didn't have any hope of fighting at all. He took three steps in succession. Under the surge of true energy, the Baizhang Long Street retreated to the end in almost the blink of an eye.
Only then did he raise his head and look ahead.
At this sight, his pupils shrank, and his face, which had been deformed by the violent airflow, was completely distorted.
I saw that in the night sky, it was like a watery red moon under the light.
A palm that seemed to condense all the brilliance in the world and squeezed everything within his sight had come across more than a hundred feet.
Reaching three feet in front of him!
call!
The endless violent air flow scraped across his face like a knife.
Chiwuti's breathing was stagnant, and he felt that under the slap of the palm, the air was pushed towards him like a solid hard object.
A few feet away, his bones and muscles were groaning.
At the same time, an extremely strong suction force suddenly pulled him towards the palm, so that his retreat speed could not help but stagnate slightly.
"If I can't take it, I'm going to die!"
A realization dawned on him.
Chiwuti's eyes suddenly turned red, and the three meridians and seven chakras in his body immediately vibrated, and the zhenqi accumulated for decades suddenly seemed to be bursting out of his body!
The surging true energy spread like a substance, activating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a few feet around him.
In an instant, a layer of golden light visible to the naked eye formed around him. Under the guidance of the criss-crossing zhenqi, it turned into a copper bell and enveloped him!
At the same time, the muscles in his arms hanging by his sides rose in anger.
Suddenly lying in front of him, his fingers picked up a series of extremely complicated handprints with extremely fast means, and at the same time the palm slapped down.
His arms, hands, and fingers were like twists, making a strange wheel seal in front of him, and he stepped forward diagonally:
Turn the wheel to subdue the demon seal!
Under the huge crisis, Chiwuti suddenly launched a unique trick to press the bottom of the box.
The two innate skills of Jinzhong Hengqiang and Wheel-turning Demon Seal broke out at the same time!
boom!
The moment the palm print fell, Chiwuti's eyes bulged and he felt an unparalleled terrifying power.
With one touch, his two hundred-refined arms seemed to be no longer within his senses, and his full-strength wheel-turning demon subduing seal seemed to become a trivial joke under this palm.
It was flattened immediately.
Almost at the same time, the palm of his hand was printed on the golden bell-like infuriating shield.
boom!
The terrifying huge wind and waves suddenly stirred up, accompanied by a terrifying sound like the roar of a thunder dragon!
The houses on both sides of the Baizhang long street shook uncontrollably at this time, and dust fell.
Then, the ground within a few feet of Chiwuti suddenly sank three feet, the hard stone slabs shattered, and countless sand, earth and rocks turned into hidden weapons under the huge shock and struck all around like a sky-covering ground!
More than ten feet away, Bai Xian'er waved her sleeves to knock down the flying gravel, her eyes unwilling to leave the two of them.
She could see it very clearly.
That palm broke Chiwuti's arms and at the same time shattered the golden bell of zhenqi.
With a palm that was still full of strength, it struck Chiwuti hard on the back of the head from top to bottom.
Just like me beating my son.
With just one blow, Chiwuti was knocked forward and let out an earth-shattering scream.
Then like an ostrich, it fell headlong into the ruins-like ground.
It’s as deep as the calf!
Boom!
But it was only then that the air flow forcefully squeezed by An Qisheng suddenly poured in, sweeping away all the dust and debris on the more than 100-foot-long street like a strong wind.
Wow~
The sound of blood flow like big waves crashing on the shore slowly subsided.
An Qisheng, who was dressed in a spotless white robe, just lowered his palms and moved his eyes lightly to look at Bai Xian'er.
Plop~
Feeling the indifferent eyes falling on her, Bai Xianer's legs softened and she couldn't help but kneel to the ground, tears streaming down her face:
"Grandpa, grandpa......"
At this moment, Bai Xian'er really felt the chill that penetrated her bones.
It was as if he had appeared naked in the ice and snow, and had been doused with ice water, trembling uncontrollably.
"Grandpa, this man is a monk from Zhuanlun Temple. He was the one who poisoned Qingzhou Fucheng. He contacted his granddaughter this time because he wanted her to help him poison..."
Bai Xian'er trembled, like an abandoned animal, about to cry:
"Xian'er, Xian'er had no choice but to bring him here..."
"If not, you would be dead."
An Qisheng glanced at her coldly and withdrew his gaze.
He had already learned about this from the spiritual imprint of the stranger.
Phew~
He reached out and pinched Chiwuti's calf, gently lifted it, and pulled it out of the ruins like a carrot.
Chiwuti's seven orifices were bleeding, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs.
Plop~
An Qisheng casually threw it on the ground.
His palm had shattered all the muscles and bones in his body and disrupted the circulation of all his internal energy.
No matter how many years he practiced, he was already a dying cripple under this palm.
"you you......"
Chiwuti squirmed like a maggot and let out a curse as low as a mosquito:
"Zuan, Zhuan Lun Temple will not, will not let you go..."
"Whispering Wheel Temple, I will go."
An Qisheng looked down at Chiwuti, with a ripple in his eyes:
"The Ferris wheel method..."
"Wha, what??"
Chiwuti looked at the sudden light in his eyes, and his bleeding eyes suddenly flashed with confusion.
Buzz~
The mind is in turmoil.
His mental power surged, but he had already performed the Ferris Wheel Technique.
The Ferris wheel technique is an unparalleled spiritual skill. It is extremely miraculous and can draw the enemy's spirit into an illusory spiritual world outlined by your own spirit.
Not only can it search and gain insight into its memories, but it can also distort and rewrite its personality, memory, spirit, and even its deeper soul.
Unfortunately, it is extremely difficult to get started with the Ferris wheel method. Although he is extremely talented in this way, his time is too short and he cannot be proficient in it.
He has not yet outlined his own spiritual world.
However, a defeated general who has been beaten to a dying state by himself is expected to be unable to resist.
As expected, he followed his thoughts.
In the dark and silent spiritual sea, there was a spiritual light refracted. It was illusory and fuzzy, different from others, like smoke and paste, but its breath was the same as that of Chiwu Ti.
"The Ferris wheel method is really extremely evil."
An Qisheng was slightly surprised.
He had a feeling in his heart at this moment that the spirit in front of him could be written and set by him.
If he erased his original memory and filled in the memory of a dog, then in reality, Chiwuti would really think that he was a dog.
They eat meat and feces. They are afraid of people. They will even go into heat when they see other dogs and rush towards them for pleasure!
How can such a technique be summed up by a single evil?
Buzz~
But just when An Qisheng's thoughts moved, the spirit in front of him suddenly shook and shattered.
There seemed to be something awakening in the looming clouds.
"Um?!"
An Qisheng sensed the danger and stepped forward, crushing Chiwuti's head with a 'click'.
At the same time, the spiritual cloud that had spread also shook slightly and dissipated without a trace.
But with a quick glance, An Qisheng could already see that among the scattered spiritual imprints, there was a faintly tall mountain.
On the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, there is a magnificent temple that occupies a huge area.
The moment the mark disappeared, An Qisheng seemed to see the figure of a middle-aged monk with a golden light behind his head.
Even with just a quick glance, An Qisheng could feel the middle-aged monk's domineering aura as thick as the earth and as powerful as a mountain.
It's like the high mountains and the magnificent temples are not as tall and majestic as what he can do alone.
Phew~
An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his face slightly solemn:
"King of Chakravartin?"
The person who could give him such a feeling was related to the Wheel-turning Temple. Apart from the legendary Wheel-turning King, who was ranked fourth in the weapon spectrum, who else could be there?
However, this aura seemed to be stronger than he imagined.
At least in the spiritual realm, the Wheel-turning King reached an incredible realm.
"Divine Vein..."
An Qisheng's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the headless corpse at his feet with some pity.
He originally wanted to try to see if he could really turn a person into a dog...
But the thought of pity was just a fleeting thought.
There are so many scum and scum in this world, and there are plenty of opportunities to experiment.
"grandfather......"
Bai Xianer's face was pale, and she didn't know why An Qisheng didn't seem to have the idea of killing Chiwuti one moment before suddenly killing him the next moment.
But she didn't dare ask.
It's just that I feel more and more that my 'grandpa' is too dangerous, and he is actually a little moody...
Huhu~~~
Suddenly, An Qisheng frowned and felt something squirming crazily in his cuffs.
His heart moved, and he took out the human skin scroll that was shaking endlessly.
I saw a line of large characters scrawled on the human skin scroll:
I feel my wheels! !
