"Hahahaha, if you can't kill me, I won't die."
Even though he was tightly bound between the hands of Vajra Dharmakaya, the catfish spirit still opened his mouth wide and roared vigorously.
Zen Master Fukong's forehead was already slightly sweaty, and the fingertips of his hands that had been forming seals began to ooze blood little by little. Little drops of blood flew out, and then they were quickly evaporated into air.
It was much harder for him than it looked. Manipulating the ten-foot-long golden body in its complete form consumed a huge amount of his mental power and true energy.
From the moment he revealed his ten-foot golden body to now, less than half a stick of incense has passed.
Although from the perspective of the current situation, he is fully suppressing the enlarged Catfish Spirit, in fact, the damage he can cause to him is already the greatest. Once the time is up, he will have to withdraw from the golden body.
When the time comes, the situation will be reversed immediately.
…
Half a stick of incense, when Xia Zhichan gave Zen Master Fu Kong the signal to start, he called Jiang Qin back.
He let the woman in white take him up into the air, above the clouds.
Xia Zhichan pinched her hands, and the cinnabar yellow talisman in her sleeve robe flew out automatically.
"Nine heavens should respond to the order of the Heavenly Lord with the sound of thunder..."
The writing on the cinnabar-yellow talisman began to crack little by little, and silver lightning seemed to pour out from another world.
The clouds in the sky suddenly turned black for no reason.
hiss--
Like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, those silver lightnings made a hissing sound. They were originally just entangled around the cinnabar yellow talisman, and then began to expand around them little by little.
Xia Zhichan frowned, and the seal in his hand changed.
The lightning kept flowing according to the route he planned, and it could be seen that it vaguely looked like a magic circle.
The magic circle continued to spread in all directions, but when it reached almost one foot, it suddenly stopped, and Xia Zhichan's forehead became slightly sweaty.
He encountered a problem. Originally, according to his estimation, the magic circle should be able to spread to a range of one foot, but he did not expect that as the magic circle grew larger, the difficulty of controlling it would become several times more difficult.
Moreover, the cinnabar-yellow talisman at the original position of the formation eye had disappeared, replaced by a bright silver ball, releasing lightning in all directions.
As the magic circle expanded, the color of the silver lightning ball began to dim a little bit, from the original bright white to a somewhat dark silvery white, and it was not over yet, the color was still changing.
Xia Zhichan gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
The spells formed on his hands did not stop, but he allowed himself to enter an ethereal state of deep meditation, and then found the feeling of entry again.
He can't enter the door now, because the immortal sword energy in his body is still there, and any true energy that enters the body and is converted into it will be directly absorbed.
But once he started to get started, he opened the bridge between himself and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Just like the two times Jiang Qin saw before, the surrounding spiritual energy rushed into his body.
Then it circulates for a week, and after it is transformed into true energy, it does not enter the Dantian, but is directly provided to the spell.
Xia Zhichan has now become a post station, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth just turned in a circle in his body, and then was consumed again.
Buzz——
The originally somewhat deformed formation became stable again, and the chaotic silver lightnings obediently followed Xia Zhichan's design and began to operate crazily in the formation.
But in this way, his mental power was doubled. He had to stabilize the rotation of the entire formation, and at the same time he had to maintain an ethereal state to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth.
This strange method was also discovered by Xia Zhichan accidentally in the past few days. It was also through this method that he used his true energy to repair the black and white mysterious robe.
But you still can't store true energy. It's fine if you set up a formation like this, but when you're fighting with others, you can't communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth while focusing on fighting at the same time.
"about there……"
Xia Zhichan opened her eyes, and the surrounding spiritual energy stopped entering.
The majestic formation in front of me has expanded to a size of ten feet. Each silver lightning flows according to the planned route, and the silver lightning ball in the middle has turned into a dark silver without light.
But it doesn't feel like it's been drained out of ruins. Instead, it feels like it's pregnant with something even more terrifying.
Xia Zhichan slit her middle finger, flicked a drop of blood essence into the magic circle, and then used the blood to wipe the center of her eyebrows, leaving a red mark.
"Master, it's okay."
After receiving the signal, Zen Master Fu Kong nodded slightly and urged the Vajra Dharmakaya to lift up the big catfish that had been tightly bound in his hands, but did not let go of his hands.
Xia Zhichan knew that Zen Master Fukong was worried that the monster would take the opportunity to escape if he let go, so he could only restrain him with his golden body.
But in this case, the thunder and lightning summoned by Xia Zhichan will definitely hit Zen Master Fu Kong's Dharma Body at the same time. The monster will not be able to bear it, and the Zen Master will also not be able to bear it.
"Amitabha."
Zen Master Fukong chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice without any fear of shrinking.
"Hahahahahaha, old bald donkey, old bald donkey, you could have beaten me to death if you stepped on the horse! Why didn't you beat me?"
The thick clouds in the sky gradually turned into black color, and then rotated to form a huge storm.
Xia Zhichan stood in the middle of the storm, his sleeves and robes swaying left and right due to the hurricane. Jiang Qin behind him stepped forward and grabbed his belt.
"Nine heavens should respond to the order of the Heavenly Lord with the sound of thunder..."
He said in a deep voice, and at the same time, the magic circle in front of him suddenly lit up with a dazzling white color.
There are two colors in the world that scare people the most, one is boundless black and the other is ultimate white. Black and white are two extremes, but they will not always exist alone, but will transform into each other. There is me in you and you in me.
This is how Tai Chi evolved.
But what appears in front of you now is the ultimate white color.
Within a ten-foot radius, there were no other colors, only the ultimate white, like an abrupt blank space on an ink painting, which made people always feel that something was missing.
Xia Zhichan's pupils reflected white. He pinched the magic formula, pointed his right hands together into a sword, and pointed down at the catfish spirit bound in the golden hand.
Click!
A bolt of lightning as big as a water tank surged out of the white ocean, as simple as a wave of waves.
With the dazzling light, lightning opened a white gap between the sky and the earth.
"Old bald donkey...Old bald donkey...you ride on the horse..."
Suddenly, the catfish spirit stopped even uttering insults, and his two eyes, which were already deformed from being beaten, widened suddenly.
In the reflection of his huge pupils was a pitch-black sky, and then white light fell down.
White light fell on him.
Bang - The huge fish body sank into a deep pit, and the fish, which was harder than steel, was completely evaporated and disappeared under the white light.
Crackling.
Even though most of the power hit the big catfish's body, some of the lightning still tilted down from the catfish's body, and the extreme power tore apart the armor on King Kong's body.
But it's okay, it's just missing some armor pieces.
"Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts me to death. Old bald donkey, you actually hit me with thunder..."
Only then did the catfish monster realize that he was afraid. He swung his bent tail vigorously, and his fins flapped continuously.
"Amitabha."
Zen Master Fukong didn't speak. Red Sanskrit characters appeared faintly in his golden pupils, and then disappeared quickly.
The Vajra Dharmakaya restrained Catfish Spirit's hands with much more force, and the white silk thread tightened even more.
Xia Zhichan didn't speak. With a flick of his finger, he guided another lightning bolt from the white ocean.
This lightning was not only larger than the previous one, but also vaguely dragon-shaped, looking at the monster below with its teeth and claws.
"go!"
Swish——
The silver-white dragon swayed and landed from the sky, opening its sharp mouth and aiming at the catfish spirit.
"No, no, no, old bald donkey, let me go, let me go quickly, or you will die with me."
When the catfish spirit saw the lightning that was even more terrifying than before, his eyes suddenly showed a look of fear. While struggling desperately, he shouted to persuade the old monk to let him go.
He was most afraid of thunder and lightning. Now he had to either abandon this body and run away, or he had to find a way to break free from the old monk's control of his hands.
No, this body must not be left behind. Since they could prepare the sky thunder to deal with them in advance, it means that they will soon know what their true form is.
In that case, once he chooses to escape, it will be tantamount to throwing away the only weapon in his hand, and then he will really be cornered.
Damn it, it seems that the only thing left to do is to burn the boat.
The catfish spirit's eyes were filled with angry blood, and he roared with all his strength.
The silver dragon fell down.
It continued as if a bucket of ice water had been poured down on my head. At first I could only feel coldness, and then there was a bone-scratching pain.
Half of the catfish spirit's body was torn apart by the silver dragon's lightning, and the black fish skin was gone. The pieces of meat were mixed with blood and seeped out, and white bones could still be seen in some places.
"Amitabha……"
Zen Master Fu Kong was seriously injured. The armor on King Kong Fa's body was also peeled off by the blow just now, and the originally brilliant golden color began to dim.
Blood began to ooze out from his cheeks. That was because part of the damage to the golden body had also reached his body.
Blood mixed with sweat made the monk's clothes wet.
Xia Zhichan knew that Zen Master Fu Kong could not hold on much longer, and he also felt that he would completely eliminate the catfish spirit in the next moment. Since the ghost king refuses to escape from the catfish spirit's body, let them both die together.
"Master, throw it up."
This last blow was more powerful than the silver dragon just now. Xia Zhichan couldn't let Zen Master Fu Kong resist, so he could only let the Zen Master let go.
Snapped!
The catfish spirit was still struggling hard, but suddenly he felt the restraints on his body loosen. Before he could be happy, a huge force forcefully threw him up.
"Old bald donkey, you ride on the horse..."
hold head high--
Several huge roars came from the white ocean.
Xia Zhichan's eyes flashed with sternness. He hit his chest hard and spat out a mouthful of blood.
hold head high--
As the essence and blood entered the magic circle, the roars became more intense, and then a dragon head poked out from the white ocean...
Then the second, the third...all the way to the fifth!
There were five lifelike silver dragons, and their eyes, which seemed to have real emotions, were lowered, staring closely at the catfish flying up.
Xia Zhichan wiped the blood from her mouth and pointed down with her hand.
"Kill me!"
hold head high--
The five dragons roared loudly, followed by thunder.
The world was filled with silvery white light.
