The dragon shadow hovered, and the power brought by the Dragon Shepherd Chapter made Zhang Qing's power unmatched. Even if there were immortal monks approaching, the strong defense of the earth attribute could not withstand the bombardment of Zhang Qing's thousands of punches in an instant.
However, the moment Zhang Qing killed the Immortal Golden Lotus with Linglong Xintai's Sancai Immortal Killing Sword, the sky dimmed.
In the dim world, it seemed that the Dust Mountain appeared again, but it didn't appear this time.
In the sky above and the illusory earth below, shadows from all directions are surrounding the monks in this world. The suffocating oppression makes people feel like ants facing the mountains.
No one could react to such power. When darkness completely enveloped Zhang Qing, he felt it.
It was gravel. The endless gravel submerged his whole body at zero distance. The terrifying gravity caused him to be unable to move and was buried by force.
Then there was a squeezing feeling coming from all around.
"This is... Yan Fengjue's spell?"
After all, the earth attribute can still restrain the flames of the Zhang family. When the whole world was filled with earth, the sea of fire also disappeared.
Yan Fengjue's body is wrapped in a crystal armor of earthy yellow crystals, and he is walking under the earth. At this moment, the only person who can move freely in this aspect of the world is the golden lotus, an earth-type species of his Yan family.
He was quickly approaching Zhang Yuxian, and Zhang Shenling gave him a strong sense of crisis, so he planned to kill this middle-stage Golden Lotus first.
The armor on the opponent's body was unusual, but he believed that the mountain of dust in his hand must be even more terrifying.
The mountain of dust expanded and fell towards Zhang Yuxian with the power of nothingness. The latter could feel the fatal crisis approaching, but at this moment, he could not move.
At the critical moment, the quasi-immortal weapon on his body finally exploded. Its spiritual intelligence may not be as good as a spiritual treasure, but it can do its best for the monks who recognize it.
At first it was able to smash and kill the demon Buddha with all its might, but now it is surging with all its remaining power and summoning thunderbolts one after another.
Wrapped around the body, the thunder was like a cage. This was supposed to be used to deal with the enemy, but at this moment it fell on Zhang Yuxian himself.
Thunder has unparalleled destructive power and is synonymous with destruction. But if it is not strong enough, how can it destroy everything?
The dust mountain fell, and the endless gravel did not become an obstacle to it. Instead, it became faster because both of them also contained Yan Fengjue's magic power.
At the same time, the faint magnetic force coming from it completely confused the magic power in Zhang Yuxian's body, and he could not even condense a stable flame.
He could only watch helplessly as the power that was fully capable of killing Zhong Jinlian in his later stage came.
The moment the dust mountain touched the thunder cage, the void was torn apart again. The dark cracks spread and swallowed the surrounding gravel into the unknown world. Zhang Yuxian was finally able to move.
Maybe moving doesn't mean that his mana belongs to him again.
The roaring light of the thunder was dazzling, and bright red tears were dripping from Zhang Yuxian's eyes. As for the flesh and blood all over his body, there were constant cracks. His body, which was not so strong, was on the verge of collapse, and his limbs were covered with bones under the mountain of dust. Dissolve.
Only the Mysterious Embryo Forging God Art that he had maintained continuously for decades gave him the powerful soul power, and he was able to maintain the sanity to control the quasi-immortal weapon amidst the intense pain.
The flames had already enveloped him, as if he were a divine general without subjective consciousness, just like those heavenly generals who stood quietly in the clouds in the fragmented world carried by the Xuanwu God.
A roar erupted in his mouth, and no one could doubt Zhang Yuxian's resistance to death at this moment. However, the final strength gap made the flames and thunder on the surface of his body become increasingly dim.
He was about to die, and before he died, a fiery red figure appeared in this empty world.
Zhang Qing, wearing armor, raised his head and looked at Yan Fengjue. Without saying a word, the power of Mu Long Chapter exploded, blasting continuously on the dust mountain.
The absolute power caused gold and stones to continuously fly away from the dust mountain. They were the most coveted raw metal ores in the spiritual world and could enhance the various attributes of the magic weapon.
After all, Chenshan is not a complete magic weapon, but a mountain peak. Under Zhang Qing's crazy bombardment, the pressure it can bring to Zhang Yuxian gradually decreases.
Pulled back from the brink of death, Zhang Yuxian saw at first glance the other side of Zhang Qing, Yan Fengjue holding a giant sword and slashing at Zhang Qing.
His ferocious eyes were frantically trying to stop the giant sword. He had felt the power of that sword. It was one step away from the Lingbao. It was Yan Fengjue's natal magical weapon.
But his body was too weak, and the chaotic mana prevented him from lifting his palms. The giant sword in the distance also came behind Zhang Qing at the moment of thunder roaring.
Zhang Qing could feel the arrival of the giant sword, but he couldn't stop. If Chen Shan's power was completely suppressed, Zhang Yuxian would definitely die.
"Then let's see how much you don't want me to die!"
Purple light flashed in his eyes, and above his head, the purple golden bowl bloomed with noble light, and all the magic spells were canceled on Zhang Qing's body, and all magic power was used on the immortal golden body.
The death of Fighting Demon Buddha was just to give Zhang Qing a Buddhist magical power, and this magical power seemed to ensure that Zhang Qing could live to a certain future that Xitian wanted to see.
How powerful is such a magical power? Zhang Qing didn't know, but the Immortal Mortal Transformation came from a certain great sage, and the Fighting Demon Buddha was the same existence as the great sage. Even if it was a clone, could the things given out be shabby?
"Or is it in some ways more terrifying than the immortal transformation?"
The Buddhist magical power Qiankun Purple Gold Bowl can absorb and suppress all things. As a magical power in the Tianmen realm, it seems to be a bit downgraded compared to Zhang Qing's other spells, but the ultimate power used to pull the immortal golden body at this moment cannot be better.
A golden eagle appeared on the surface of Zhang Qing's body. It was a golden giant Buddha hundreds of feet tall with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He sat cross-legged in the void, and Zhang Qing was between his eyebrows.
His face was strikingly similar to Zhang Qing.
The towering Buddha's sound was so loud that Zhang Qing himself couldn't understand it, and the giant sword finally arrived at this moment, and struck the giant Buddha's body with a sword, making a "dang" sound.
Zhang Qing staggered suddenly, and the gilded Fire Spirit Heavenly General armor on his body was blown away. The fairy fire that enveloped him was instantly wiped out. His whole face was pale, and there was a faint crack running from the center of his eyebrows all the way down.
He seemed to be torn from it, but he remained whole.
The tall Buddha statue, with its hands clasped together, suddenly opened its angry eyes at this moment. In the void, there seemed to be rays of light surrounding it, making the giant Buddha's figure more solid.
"That's..." Zhang Qing opened his eyes wide, he could see it, and he had an impression of that thing.
In the territory of Shenying Temple, there are... fragrant coins everywhere!
The golden aura contained in the incense money is clearly these things.
To condense such a ray of Buddha's light, the amount of incense money required and the number of believers involved...
The giant sword was blocked by the shameless Buddhist methods.
