"It's the goddess Xiaoxiang!"
"I didn't expect that she came out directly. It looks great now!"
"I heard that this goddess has overcome the tribulation and become an immortal. She should be no match for King Burning Heaven."
…
The monks watching from the shore whispered.
Chen Ziyu's face is cold, independent of the black turtle, and her tongue is full of spring thunder.
"roll!"
In an instant, the river surged, the blue sea made waves, and the water of Xiaoxiang surged, as if it would overwhelm everything at any time.
At the same time, the sky was covered with clouds, heavy rains, lightning and thunder, just like the end of the world.
The powerful power of water caused those bad guys who only had the Yin Shen realm to retreat one after another. Even their breathing was a bit dull, as if a big stone was pressing in their hearts.
They looked at the school captain, and the four school captains looked at Dharma King Fentian.
This goddess who controls the water veins of Xiaoxiang has appeared. Can they really defeat her with just a few people like them?
"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"
King Fentian snorted coldly, and then flew towards Yuxuan Palace.
Strangely, as he continued to rise, the wind and rain in the sky gradually became lighter. When he was level with Chen Ziyu, the heavy rain completely dissipated, and the sun was like fire.
Roar!
A fire dragon emerged, with scales and claws flying. It was mighty and domineering. Its body that was a hundred feet long was beating with magma-like flames, and its eyes were like two big suns.
The fire dragon roared and flew towards Chen Ziyu. The terrifying temperature made the surrounding area become anxious and yellow.
Chen Ziyu squeezed the seal with her hand, and the water of Xiaoxiang rose into the sky, turning into a barrier like a heavenly gate, blocking the fire dragon.
Roar!
The fire dragon hit the water curtain and turned into countless water vapors. It quickly shrank in size and finally disappeared.
There was mist all around, blocking the view.
Chen Ziyu took a deep breath and looked around intently.
boom!
A figure rushed out of the mist. It didn't have any fancy magical powers, it was just a simple punch.
The fist was like a storm, instantly blowing away the dense fog, and the sound of breaking through the air was like thunder.
In an instant, everyone realized that the most powerful thing about Fentian Dharma King was not his magical power of fire, but his physical body!
But what everyone didn't expect was that Chen Ziyu, the goddess of Xiaoxiang, actually pressed the Tao seal with her hand and cast the Golden Light Curse, one of the eight divine curses of the Taoist sect.
clang! !
Fentian Dharma King struck down with his fist, like hitting a golden bell. The force of the shock caused him to step back several feet, and there was a dull pain in his fist.
However, Chen Ziyu was also knocked away by the punch and hit the wall of Yuxuan Palace, causing cracks.
Everyone gasped, how could it be possible that the goddess Xiaoxiang actually fell behind?
"Master, aren't you going to help the goddess?"
Bai Suzhen asked.
Li Daoxuan stared at the man in red clothes and said, "Xiao Bai, haven't you noticed it yet?"
"What did you find?"
"She is not Sister Yu."
Shaking his head, Li Daoxuan showed a smile in his eyes.
"This girl has made great progress."
…
At this moment, Dharma King Fentian sneered and shouted loudly: "You are not Chen Ziyu, how can you be such a monster and dare to stop me from attacking Yuxuan Palace?"
'Chen Ziyu' flew out of the wall and was only slightly injured.
Five colors of fairy light suddenly bloomed from her body, and the power of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth rotated behind it, as if it was a world of its own.
Tiangang's great magical power - Five Elements Escape!
At the same time, her appearance also changed, from red clothes to golden armor, a little less cold and a little more heroic and noble.
A long green whip rolled in her hand, like a dragon, with many Taoist runes engraved on it.
The immortal princess of Zhenguo, Li Lizhi!
The long whip in her hand is even said to be a divine whip. Princess Gein once used this whip to whip an incoming evil god to death.
"It turns out it's the eldest princess. Are you going to betray the Tang Dynasty?"
Dharma King Fentian asked with his voice shaking the sky.
Changle remained calm and said calmly: "I only do what is right."
Dharma King Fentian laughed loudly and said sarcastically: "Your Highness, do you think you can stop me?"
Although Princess Changle was well-known and the leader of the Hidden Dragon, King Fentian did not take her seriously because the evil god who died from the whip was only in the early stage of the Yangshen.
Changle looked at him and smiled slightly, with a trace of amusement in his eyes.
"Do you really think that I am the only one here?"
The next moment, several figures flew out of the Xiaoxiang water, including Zhu Rong who was surrounded by three flavors of real fire, Dian Mu who was flashing with thunder, Lou Ling who was holding a golden bow and reciting the bow refining spell of Lord Doumu, and Maoshan true legend Lu Chunliang and Long The True Biography of Hushan by Wu Wei.
Counting Chang Le, there were four Yang Shen monks and two Taoist disciples who had cultivated pure Yang Qi and half-step Yang Shen, surrounding the Burning Heaven Dharma King.
The situation reversed instantly.
Changle looked at him coldly and said: "You can retreat immediately and still survive."
However, Dharma King Fentian remained calm and composed, as if he had something to rely on.
"As expected by the Holy Buddha, all you rebellious officials and traitors have betrayed the imperial court!"
I don't know when there was a Buddha statue in his hand. It was about one foot tall, with golden eyebrows and blue eyes, and white clothes, which was lifelike.
It is the statue of the holy Buddha sleeping soundly.
Changle's pupils condensed and he immediately said: "Let's take action together!"
boom!
In an instant, the four Yang gods joined forces, and the two Taoist disciples also took out various talismans and magic weapons, thunder, flames, ice, starlight...
The scene is splendid and dazzling, and the power is earth-shattering.
However, the next moment, as a bright Buddha light emerged, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds all around, golden lotuses bloomed, and a vast, broad and deep energy spread between heaven and earth.
boom! boom! boom! boom……
The Hidden Dragons flew upside down one after another and hit the black turtle's back like cannonballs, causing cracks in the thick turtle shell.
The black turtle was in pain and let out a mournful cry.
Only Changle used the magical power of Five Elements Escape and borrowed the power of Xiaoxiang Water Element to barely block the impact of the Buddha's light, but he groaned and retreated ten feet.
"It's the Holy Buddha!"
"The Holy Buddha is indeed here!"
"No, that should just be the clone of the Holy Buddha, stored in the Buddha statue."
"Hiss! Just a clone, can it be so powerful?"
In the void, a figure stood prominently, with his hands clasped together, white light seemed to flow all over his body, and his eyes were filled with compassion.
"Amitabha, Your Highness, why should you make a mistake? You must know that the sea of suffering is boundless, and you can only turn back to the shore."
Changle snorted coldly and was about to speak.
A small boat came riding on the wind, and standing on it was a woman in mysterious clothes. Her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. She had an awe-inspiring temperament and a peerless appearance. As she arrived, everyone seemed to hear the sound of Qingyue's sword.
Beside her, there was a little girl holding a sword box, with a bit of nervousness in her eyes.
"Rogue cultivator Liu Bihen, please take the sword!"
The next moment, her eyes condensed, and her sword intention suddenly opened like a torrent, a tiger came out of the cage, and the terrifying sword energy soared into the sky, cutting the sea of clouds in the sky into two halves.
Clang!
The sword box in the little girl's arms resounded with a loud sword cry, like the broken jade from Kunshan.
Immediately afterwards, a blue jade-like sword flew out of the box, and was held in Liu Bihen's hand, and he stabbed the holy Buddha in white with the sword.
As the sword thrust out, the Xiaoxiang River automatically parted, the falling leaves turned into powder, and even the white clothes of the Holy Buddha were fluttering in the air of the sword.
A sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky.
This sword light seemed to transcend the limitations of time and space, making everything around it slow down, and everyone's thinking also became slow.
Under the Shura mask, Dharma King Fentian's face was already covered with beads of sweat, and blue veins popped up on his skin.
This sword has touched the traces of Tao. Although this Liu Bihen is only in the late stage of Yangshen, he doesn't know what kind of skills he has practiced, and he can actually stab with a sword comparable to that of a human immortal?
But he didn't know that after Taiwei was defeated at the hands of the Holy Buddha, she went into seclusion and finally cultivated the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra" to a new level.
The sword in her hand was the Lilong. She had broken it with her own hands and then recast it.
From abandoning the sword to picking up the sword again, her understanding of kendo has also entered a new realm.
"Amitabha!"
With her hands clasped together, Nai Posamei actually broke free from the shackles of the sword at the critical moment, and caught this indomitable sword with her palms.
However, the sharp sword energy was not so easy to withstand. His body trembled slightly, and his sleeves made a soft sound and turned into pieces.
"What a great sword."
Nai Po Sua Mei narrowed her eyes slightly and praised, but she didn't know whether he was talking about the Lilong Sword or Liu Bihen.
"The demon monk suffers death!"
Naturally, Chang Le would not miss this opportunity. She waved lightly, and the long green whip in her hand made a sound of dragon roar, and stabbed towards the sleeping girl.
"Bah!"
The sound of the sound was like thunder, and a statue of the Buddha appeared behind him. He had a bun on his head and a six-foot-long golden body. The back of his head exuded immeasurable Buddha light. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the common people.
boom!
The Buddha's light shook, and both Taiwei and Changle flew back, feeling that they were in an endless torrent and it was difficult to escape.
But at this moment, a gentle yet vast force emerged behind them, gently held them up, slowly put them down, and calmly eliminated all the Buddha's power.
A clear voice sounded.
"Disciple, it seems that you have made great progress over the years."
"Junior sister, when it comes to the realm of swordsmanship, I am no longer as good as you. Congratulations."
Changle and Taiwei were shocked when they heard this familiar voice and stood there blankly.
I don't know when a figure appeared on the black turtle. It was dressed in white with gold belt and cloud-patterned Taoist robes. It had a straight posture and a noble temperament. There was an indescribable fairy spirit in the eyes.
That familiar appearance made the two women's hearts tremble.
Chang Le's eyes became moist instantly, covered with a layer of mist, and the hand holding the whip was shaking.
Taiwei was calmer, but she could not hide the excitement in her heart. Her sharp sword eyes softened a bit, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on the hilt of the Lilong sword.
Zheng!
Lilong made a sword cry, seeming to be calling for something.
At the same time, in the Dragon Sword Box in Li Daoxuan's sleeve, the White Dragon Sword was also clanging, echoing from afar.
They were originally a pair of loving swords, the love objects of Zhang Qianyang and Liu Ningyan. After going through many dangers and years of dust, they finally met again.
"Master!"
"Brother!"
"Haha, it's the National Preceptor, the National Preceptor is back!"
At this moment, Changle, Taiwei, and the Hidden Dragon members all looked excited.
The monks watching from both sides were shocked.
Is it really Lee Do-hyun?
The person who disappeared for twelve years appears again?
Dharma King Fentian laughed loudly and said sarcastically: "Princess, this kind of disguise is enough once. Do you really think I will believe it?"
It's not that he was reckless, but Chang Le had just turned into Chen Ziyu to deceive him, and now Li Daoxuan suddenly appeared.
Ridiculous, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?
But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore, because he saw the holy Buddha's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and his eyes never left the figure in white from the beginning to the end.
"We meet again, then."
Li Daoxuan looked at him with a strange look in his eyes.
A clone actually has the cultivation of a human immortal. Where does this person come from, and what secrets does he have?
If he said that he cultivated step by step, then Li Daoxuan would not believe it to death. Otherwise, before he entered the heaven, why had he never heard of such a famous figure in Buddhism?
Apart from him, the number of Yang gods in the world has indeed increased, but there are not any newly-cultivated immortals.
The Heavenly Tribulation is still the same Heavenly Tribulation, why can Naibo Suamei lead the way and reach the level of Earth Immortal?
"Amitabha, it seems that you and the poor monk have already met."
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was just a clone with a defective memory and did not know about the confrontation a few days ago.
When he thought of this, he felt that his interest was waning, boring, and he had nothing to say.
With a casual press, a huge finger suddenly appeared in the air, with clear texture, flowing mysterious light, and full of indestructible meaning.
With the blessing of Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques, the power of Fa Tian Xiang Di is incomparable.
The golden light in the sleeping eyes trembled, and the Buddha behind him raised his palm and patted the finger that lifted the sky and shook the earth.
boom! ! !
The air waves rolled and the mountains trembled.
Under the unbelievable gazes of everyone, the Holy Buddha, who had been invincible and almost invincible just now, was directly pressed to death by this finger. All the Buddha's Dharma and the Tathagata's golden body were reduced to nothing.
Click!
The holy Buddha statue in the hand of Fentian Dharma King made an explosion and exploded into pieces.
His body was stiff and his heart was cold.
Li Daoxuan glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "What, am I still pretending to be someone else now?"
Fentian Dharma King's pupils shrank, without any words, he turned around and wanted to escape.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw another Li Daoxuan appeared in front of him, looking at him with a teasing look.
"Who doesn't know a little bit about the art of clones?"
The body of Fentian Dharma King burned with blazing flames, and his whole body was like a huge fireball. The terrifying temperature spread to the surroundings, and even the air was scorching hot.
"Li Daoxuan, even if I die, I still want to——"
Li Dao
Boom!
Fentian Dharma King's words stopped abruptly, and the blood essence that was burning so hard cooled down again. He fell to the ground, with a deep depression on his head.
He was still conscious, but he couldn't move.
Li Daoxuan's clone held up one of his legs and walked leisurely towards the original figure. Blood dripped down the head of Dharma King Fentian, burning holes on the ground.
"Master, don't kill him yet!"
Bai Suzhen flew over, Qiongbi sniffed it gently, and finally her eyes lit up, as if she was sure of something.
"Master, he smells of Empress Changsun. He was the mysterious person who attacked me back then!"
Thank you Yiren for the 142 reward for your return, and thank you Niufuguo for the 100 reward. Thank you!
(End of chapter)
