There was a golden lotus feeling of fear. Only three inches in front of his eyes, the red flame was about to penetrate the last layer of his magic barrier.
Even if the fairy fire didn't touch it, he could already feel the terrifying heat in it. He didn't have such a strong body and was about to be roasted.
"Fellow Taoist, I am willing to surrender!" He was begging for mercy, but Zhang Qing did not choose to hear it. Standing high in the sky, he continued to control the flaming chains to fall from the sky, either smashing through the spells that those people had gathered in a hurry, or falling. On top of the tortoise shell of the mortal monk.
Skyfires streaked across the world of purgatory like meteors. Finally, some people could not bear the destructive power of magic, and their last defenses were shattered. They were burned by the fairy fire in an instant, but in just a breath, their flesh and blood had already turned into flesh. The souls and bones are left still struggling.
However, death was not a difficult process for him. The destined ending appeared when the tortoise shell gradually split into pieces and went their separate ways.
boom! ! !
The world shook, and there was a moment of vacuum in the world of fairy fire. The first dead Zhong Jinlian had some courage and blew himself up.
It's just that others obviously didn't have the ability to seize this moment. Under the siege of Jiang Baiyi, Xuan Ye and Zhang Junye, they took this opportunity to break Zhang Qing's web-like Heavenly Punishment spell.
"The longer time passes, the more terrifying the power of his spells will be! If we don't think of a way, everyone will die!" Under the tortoise shell, the mortal magic monk roared in horror, not only speaking to the Golden Lotus Planters of the Yuanhu Alliance, but also Those Buddhist monks in the distance.
Even if death is imminent, those Buddhist cultivators still have expressionless faces, as if death is not worth mentioning in front of them.
"Ultimate bliss is what we all wish for, but if we have never experienced suffering in the world, how can we be qualified to ascend to the Western Heaven?" An old Buddhist monk spoke up. He clasped his hands together and said to Amitabha, and then the cassock on his body broke away and became bigger and bigger in the sky. .
The cassock fell from the sky and passed around Zhang Qing. In an instant, all the red fairy fire disappeared and fell on the earth. The flames of destruction were also extinguished. In the end, only a huge cassock was left spread on the earth, as if A thick carpet.
"This is... supernatural power!?" Zhang Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. The cassock was not a simple Buddhist magical weapon, but a magical power similar to his Qiankun Purple Gold Bowl. In this way, there is at least one person behind these bald donkeys. The existence of Kaitianmen.
I just don’t know if it’s on Donglai Island.
A cassock extinguished Zhang Qing's Heavenly Punishment spell, but he was not discouraged and appeared above the tortoise shell.
"On the entire battlefield, you are the most proficient in mortal magic, and you seem to be completely immune to the malicious influence of the 3,500 states. How can we not make people curious!"
"Surrender or die?!" Under the Dragon Shepherd chapter, absolute power hit the tortoise shell. In an instant, the expressions of Zhang Qing and the Fanfa cultivator changed drastically.
The power Zhang Qing blasted on the tortoise shell backfired twice as much in his body. In an instant, his energy and blood collapsed, and both the soul and the golden lotus tended to shake.
Zhang Qing knew very well how strong his power was. Likewise, he also knew that it was difficult for his body to withstand his own power. At this moment, under the double backlash, his whole aura became faintly unstable.
"What the hell?"
As everyone knows, in the eyes of the mortal monks, the most shocking thing is that Zhang Qing is still intact. As the owner of the tortoise shell, he also knows the power of the tortoise shell. It is the remains of a long-lived demon.
However, Guijia couldn't bear Zhang Qing's punch.
"With my own means, I cannot be his opponent." The mortal monk was shocked, but when he saw Zhang Qing's modified punch, he panicked.
"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful. I am Tan Xi, who works under Tianji Pavilion!" Tan Xi felt that Tianji Pavilion's identity was his last guarantee and might allow him to survive.
Zhang Qing was slightly surprised when he heard the other party's voice transmission, "Tianji Pavilion?"
He had just heard the news about this behemoth from Jiang Baiyi and the two of them. It was said that there were countless strong people among them, and only the cultivation level of Zhong Jinlian had the slightest qualification to travel anywhere.
"It takes no effort at all!" Zhang Qing's eyes flashed with joy, and his voice became even colder, "Submit, or die."
Hearing this answer, Tan Xi fell silent. The next moment, the rich water attribute spells on his body began to explode, releasing all his power without reservation.
The flames spread on his body. The moment Zhang Qinggang was about to release Tianchu again, he felt a strong restriction restricting him.
His eyes couldn't help but fall on the cassock on the earth. How could this Buddhist magical power be so terrifying?
His native spell was imprisoned by the cassock, and he could no longer use it in a short period of time.
"It doesn't matter." The golden light on his body flashed, and under the light of the immortal golden body, Tan Xi's spell failed to cause any injury to Zhang Qing.
Zhang Qing, on the other hand, continued to punch the tortoise shell tirelessly with one punch after another. He gathered his strength to ensure that he could withstand the backlash while destroying the tortoise shell's defense bit by bit.
Obviously, the immortal golden body's resistance to Tan Xi's spell, and the tortoise shell's defense against Zhang Qing, the former has the upper hand. The immortal golden body on Zhang Qing's body was dimming a little bit, but the tortoise shell was the first to be unable to bear it.
As a crack appeared on a fragment of tortoise shell, this defensive weapon with mysterious origin could no longer withstand Zhang Qing's pace.
One step fell in front of Tan Xi. A third-level magic sword exuding a sharp edge appeared in the latter's hand, and it slashed towards Zhang Qing with endless waves of water.
At the same time, a little bit of dust in the void condensed and turned into a transparent crystal, imprisoning Zhang Qing in place.
Those Zhongjinlian from the Yuanhu League took action. They knew very well that they would be the ones after Zhang Qing had dealt with Tan Xi, so they had to take action to restrain Zhang Qing.
When the sword fell, Zhang Qinggang's raised fists were also imprisoned by the crystal. He could not escape in a short time and could only watch the sword fall between his eyebrows.
when! ——Golden radiance smeared all over his body, Zhang Qing's eyes were fixed on the sword edge falling on his forehead, and his immortal golden body and gilded fire spirit armor blocked the sword.
In an instant, the dragon roared, Zhang Qing escaped from the trap, and punched Tan Xi in the chest. All the latter's mana was instantly dented. After the punch was blasted, dense cracks covered Tan Xi's body, and the red light became more and more dazzling. Until there was a bang.
Tan Xi's whole body was shattered, and the crimson flames reignited on his flesh and blood, locking every inch of flesh and blood like a chain, ensuring that Zhongjinlian's powerful vitality could not survive such a desperate situation.
But that's not the most important thing. What's important is that this crimson flame completely stirred up the world-destroying flame under the earth's cassock that had been burning for nearly an hour and a half.
On the cassock, a black hole the size of a thumb quietly appeared. The crimson flame penetrated the cassock, and then endless forbidden fairy fire flowed out of the world along the black hole, covering the black and white world again bit by bit.
Buddhist magical powers are powerful, but it also means that once the magical powers are damaged, the price for Buddhist practice will be greater.
The old monk's face was pale, as if the blood all over his body had been burned away at this moment, and the movements of his hands could not help but pause for a moment.
"Old guy, you've become weak." Xuan Ye suddenly raised his head, and the mighty tiger roared. Buddha Cultivator suddenly realized that his cultivation level had dropped by one level without even realizing it.
But it was too late, a pair of hard metal-like palms locked his wrists, and then threw him high into the air.
Hangu Qingniu raised his head, and his golden body was broken!
