The light dissipated, and Master Fenkong's burly body appeared in the sky.
I saw him sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his left hand raised flat to support his right hand, his right palm raised in front of his chest, a long string of golden beads appeared between his fingers, and he chanted Buddhist scriptures softly and chanted words.
Eight flames of different colors formed a circle around him, slowly rotating in a clockwise direction.
Each flame releases a breathtaking and vast aura, which may be turbulent and violent, or full of vitality, or as hot as the sun, or as cold as ice. Not only do they have different attributes, but they also faintly convey completely different emotions. It can be said to be full of spirituality. Master Fenkong was tightly surrounded in the center, as if he were a loyal bodyguard guarding his master.
"Girl, be careful, it's the Eight Great Causes of Fire!"
The moment he saw these eight kinds of flames, Heihua Fei's eyes changed, and his expression suddenly became much more solemn. He blurted out to Zhuma behind him, "The old bald donkey has used a trick, don't be careless!"
"What are you careful about?"
Unexpectedly, Zhuma suddenly laughed, moved her jade feet, and hid behind Heihua Fei. She actually used his fat body as a shield, "Isn't it you?"
"soy Mujer."
Hei Hua Fei's head was covered with black lines, and he couldn't help complaining bitterly, "I don't know what evil I did in my previous life to let me meet you, a heartless person."
Zhuma rolled his eyes angrily, then turned to look at Master Fenkong, who was surrounded by eight kinds of karma fire, with a sharp look in his eyes and a sharp cold light in his eyes.
"Roar!"
The silver-gray soul power released from her body became more and more intense. Wherever she passed, corpses swayed up from the mountains and forests, with fierce eyes, roaring and roaring towards Master Fenkong. , facing the majestic Chaos Realm Lord, he showed no fear at all, as if he didn't know the strength gap between himself and the other party.
"Void Karma Fire, go!"
Facing the surging zombie army, Master Fenkong still sat upright in the air, his eyelids slightly raised, and his index finger flicked forward.
A ball of gray flame jumped out from the eight-color fire ring, fell among the zombies, grew rapidly, and turned into a sea of gray flames in an instant.
As long as they were even a little bit contaminated by this emptiness fire, the zombies would hold their heads and fall, falling on the mountain with a bang, lying on the ground rolling back and forth, wailing again and again, as if they were suffering unimaginable pain.
The strange thing is that the corpses on the ground seemed to be very uncomfortable being burned, but they were not scattered into ashes like before, and they still maintained their intact bodies.
But as time went by, the movements of the corpse species gradually became weaker, and the screams became softer and softer. Finally, they lay straight on the ground one by one, motionless and silent, and returned to what a dead corpse should look like. .
"cut!"
Seeing that the army of zombies was easily knocked down by the old monk, Zhuma frowned slightly, her delicate body trembled, and activated her soul power again, trying to reawaken the corpses on the ground.
Her attempt did not fail, and the zombies who fell under the fire of void karma quickly stood up unsteadily.
However, the girl couldn't help being surprised when she felt the aura of these corpses.
The corpse species that should have the realm of spiritual masters, saints, and even souls, actually does not have a trace of energy aura, just like ordinary people who have never practiced. Not to mention flying high in the sky, even walking upright seems to stagger. Extremely difficult.
Apart from moving slowly, they couldn't even make any other movements, as if they had lost their most primitive survival instinct.
Every corpse has empty eyes, a dazed expression, and is swaying aimlessly.
They seem to have forgotten their own martial arts, spiritual skills and even survival skills, and have become veritable walking zombies.
"What a bald ass!"
Suddenly suffering such a loss, Zhuma was immediately very angry. Her pretty face bulged, looking indescribably cute and cute. With a squeak in her mouth, she suddenly pulled out the Yin Gui fan from behind and pointed it at Fen Kong. He swung hard in the direction where the Master was.
The violent silver-gray soul power surged out from her body and rushed forward along the fan. The air flow formed groups of terrifying tornadoes in the air, roaring and roaring straight towards the old monk, with a domineering side leakage. , the power is astonishing, even seeing a powerful person in the realm of chaos like Heihua Fertilizer, one can't help but sigh in his heart that the future life is terrifying.
"The sun is so hot!"
Facing such a domineering soul tornado, Master Fenkong's face remained calm. He flicked his fingers again and whispered four words in his mouth.
A ball of bright golden flames jumped out from the remaining colorful fire ring, hit the soul power tornado, spread rapidly with the force of a prairie fire, and ignited the entire sky in the blink of an eye.
Dazzling golden light shot out in all directions, parting the clouds to reveal the sun, dispelling the fog, and illuminating the entire Qingling Mountain a hundred times brighter than the daylight on a summer afternoon.
As the sun's true fire burned and spread, the silver-gray tornado struck by Zhuma stalled for an instant, and soon turned into several weak air currents, scattered and disappeared without a trace.
It is said that the wind helps the fire, but this true sun fire actually directly burned out the soul tornado. The destructive power was simply shocking.
After cracking the silver-gray tornado, the golden flames refused to give up and continued to move forward bravely, heading straight for Zhuma without any mercy. They didn't show any mercy and seemed determined to turn this charming girl into ashes.
"Old bald donkey, why are you competing with a little girl? You are really getting better with each passing day!"
Knowing that Zhuma could not be his opponent, Hei Huafei sighed, swore indiscriminately, raised his right arm, and grabbed the void with his five fingers, "The Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil!"
A ball of black evil energy appeared in front of him out of thin air, chaotic and disorderly, squirming around, looking somewhat disgusting.
However, in less than half a breath, this breath expanded, turning into a black body standing tall and tall with lightning speed. With helmet, armor, sword, bow and arrow, it turned out to be a giant armored soldier with complete equipment.
"Cha-cha-cha!"
The armored man made a strange sound from his mouth, and then he suddenly raised his long sword and slashed it hard at the oncoming flames. The surface of the blade was wrapped with evil energy and vicious intent. Even though it was far away, it was still frightening. Frightened and trembling.
The seemingly unstoppable True Fire of the Sun was actually cut in half by him. Under the invasion of the evil spirit escaping from the surface of the blade, the fire gradually became weaker and eventually extinguished completely, leaving not even a single spark left.
"Can't you tell, you still have a few more moments of shit!"
Zhuma's voice of praise came from behind, "It's true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured."
Are you praising me?
Heihua Fertilizer was so "praised" by her that he couldn't laugh or cry. His lips trembled slightly, and it was difficult to hold back the curse.
"Ghost Fire!"
The true fire of the sun was broken, but Master Fenkong remained calm. He uttered four words again and flicked his right hand calmly.
A small ball of black flame flew out from the colorful fire ring and headed straight for the black fertilizer. Before it got closer, the world was already filled with a cold and eerie feeling. It was obvious that the temperature was not low, but it made people feel chilly unconsciously. Upright, trembling.
"Bald donkey, you can only toss and turn so much."
Naturally, Heihua Fertilizer's cultivation level is not comparable to that of Zhuma. Facing this cold flame, there was no trace of panic on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "You can only deceive those little kids. Don't embarrass yourself in front of me." It’s revealed.”
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, the huge black armor raised his long sword high again, swung forward forcefully, and slashed hard at the ghostly fire. The two sides' ultimate moves collided fiercely, and the terrifying momentum caused the heaven and earth to change color, and the sun and the moon were dimmed.
"Amitabha!"
A cold look flashed in Master Fenkong's eyes, and he chanted the Buddha's name loudly, "My Buddha has great supernatural powers, how can an evil heretic like you be able to understand it?"
"Is it?"
Before he could activate his new karma, a joking voice suddenly came from behind him, "I think what he said is absolutely right."
Unexpectedly, someone would approach him silently. Master Fenkong couldn't help but change his expression. He suddenly turned around, and what appeared in his sight was Zhong Wen's cold white mask.
Bai Xing stood quietly beside Zhong Wen, with picturesque features and graceful figure. Without saying much, he raised his hand and punched the old monk hard in the face.
"boom!"
Master Fenkong had already been distracted by Black Fertilizer and Zhuma, and now he was attacked by White Star. He was caught off guard. He had no time to activate Karma Fire, so he had to take action hastily and punch the girl in white head-on.
Both sides took a step back, and both fell into a brief freeze.
At this time, Zhong Wen suddenly moved.
A sword about four feet long appeared out of thin air in his palm. It had a simple shape, but the blade surface faintly emitted a heart-stopping cold light.
"The ninth form of Daotian."
He shouted loudly and thrust his sword straight into Master Fenkong's chest, "Tao follows nature!"
"puff!"
This sword looks slow and simple, as if it is just an ordinary straight thrust, but the sword intention contained in it is mysterious and mysterious. It has reached an incredible state. With Master Fenkong's supreme cultivation at the level of chaos, Because, at this moment, I actually felt a sense of despair that was inevitable and inevitable. I could only watch helplessly as the sword entered my chest and came out of my body with a crisp sound, and the bright red blood rushed out. Splashing high in the sky, falling like rain.
This, this is...
Daotian Nine Swords! ! !
Since the war started, Tie Wudi, who had been calmly watching the battle, suddenly opened his eyes wide and his expression changed dramatically, as if he had seen the most incredible scene in the world.
