Jiumokong let out a soft snort from his nostrils, activated his magical power, and his eyes became even brighter, like two torches, shining brightly in the night sky.
The dazed figure is still in a daze, as if it does not exist at all.
"Who are you?"
Jiumozhi asked.
After the dazed figure twisted for a while, it returned to normal, and it was Cao Yi.
Standing there, it seems as if it is integrated with the heaven and earth.
"It turns out to be the owner of that chicken demon"
A look of surprise appeared on Jiumokong's face.
Immediately afterwards, he said in a tone full of fighting spirit: "I didn't expect that there would be a master like you in this small place like Yuhang. You came just in time. The swordsman is vulnerable to a single blow and has no reputation as a master. The young monk is worried that he won't be happy with the fight. "
Cao Yi looked at Shilipo, who was about to be defeated, and raised his hand to suck.
The invisible force tore open the soil in an instant, revealing Xiaotian who was covered in dirt.
"Taoist Master"
As soon as Xiao Tian made a sound, he was taken into the Gate of Eternal Life space by Cao Yi.
The Jiujianxian who was standing not far away reminded him: "Taoist Master Cao, this Jiumokong has superb magic power. You must not be careless."
After Cao Yi sent a burst of heaven-repairing power to relieve the injuries of Jiu Sword Immortal, he said to Jiumokong: "Is there a person who can defeat Sword Immortal? I would also like to see him?"
"Then it depends on how much you weigh."
Jiumokong's fighting spirit was high.
It was already late at night, the moonlight was falling, and Jiumokong's whole body seemed to be inlaid with a layer of silver, shining with brilliant brilliance.
This brilliance lasted less than three breaths before being replaced by pale gold.
Every inch of Jiumokong's skin and every pore shimmered with gold, deepening little by little as time passed.
It made him look like a golden man plated with gold.
There is no doubt that this is a kind of physical magic.
On the other side, Cao Yi, whose clothes were flapping in the wind, stood in the void with a calm expression and clear eyes, looking at his opponent calmly and calmly.
The invisible fighting spirit swirled and collided between the two, creating a terrifying murderous intention before they even took action.
On the ground, large areas of land cracked, and cracks appeared, ranging from several meters narrow to nearly ten meters wide, which was very scary.
boom! A few hundred meters away, a seven-eight-meter-high boulder that had just luckily survived the fight between Jiumokong and Jianxian collapsed. The rocks were scattered in all directions, and the sky was covered with smoke and dust, making the whole place groggy.
"These two people's fighting spirit has reached this point. I just lost unjustly."
The Jiujianxian, holding the long sword in his hand, muttered to himself.
Thinking back on the wasted life of more than ten years, he felt infinite regret in his heart. He was a monk, pursuing immortality, a monk who was proud of the mortal world, but for the sake of the love of his children, he was ignorant and never made any progress.
First, he was left far behind by his senior brother Sword Master, and now he was left behind by a foreign monk and a young man less than thirty years old.
In terms of talent, he was confident that he was no less than any of the three, yet he had fallen to this point.
An unspeakable depression blocked his throat, making him very uncomfortable. He wanted to roar, want to vomit blood...
At this moment, Jiumokong moved and let out a loud roar. The mountains and forests shook, and large pieces of floating soil on the ground shook up, several feet high. The world was filled with a murderous atmosphere.
"Immortal Golden Body"
Jiumokong gave a soft drink, and his whole body was filled with light, like a rising sun, shining in the night sky for dozens of miles.
Cao Yi felt awe-struck in his heart. The physical body has never been his strong point. He relied on the indestructible Chixiao Sword to win continuously before. He didn't know how he would fare against Jiumokong, who had cultivated into the so-called 'Immortal Golden Body'.
With a thought in his mind, there was a bang, and the Chixiao Sword with a red tail flew from the direction of West Lake with the sky full of red clouds. On the way, it turned into tens of thousands of sword energy, each one was ten feet long, as if Half the ocean.
Half of the dozens of miles of heaven and earth illuminated by Jiumokong's golden light turned crimson red.
"The young monk received the inheritance from the Buddha, and practiced hard in the Eagle Cave in the Snow Mountain for twenty years, and finally developed an immortal golden body, which is enough to defeat you."
Jiumokong's whole body seemed to be on fire, and his monstrous magic power was released unabashedly.
boom! He stepped forward, and the void seemed to be unable to bear his body, which was eroded every inch.
Cao Yi used tens of thousands of sword energy to fight out at the same time.
"Qiang", "Qiang", "Qiang"...
Tens of thousands of crimson sword energy rushed towards Jiumokong, who was bathed in the golden ocean. The murderous intent was overwhelming and the earth was shattered. The offensive was even more vast, so powerful that it seemed to shatter the sky.
Others would have been dead, but Jiumokong blocked it forcefully. His golden body was hit with countless gaps, but it returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
He possesses an immortal golden body, and his physical body is extremely powerful.
"Xiao Monk wants you to experience what despair is."
Jiumokong stepped forward, not fast, but locked Cao Yi.
"Friend Cao"
Jiujianxian sent a divine thought.
"Heavenly Sword"
Cao Yi's heart moved, and he used Douzi Mi to forcibly evolve the fourth form of sword-controlling technique from Jiujianxian, Heavenly Sword.
The entire body turned into a golden sword, flowing with divine light, as if it were really a sword.
On the dome, a gap slowly opened, and the terrifying sword energy descended on the golden sword transformed by the Wine Sword Immortal.
Jiumokong's eyes narrowed and his speed suddenly increased.
He was not sure whether his physical body could block the terrifying sword energy of the Heavenly Sword.
They wanted to capture Cao Yi before Heavenly Sword arrived, but it was a step too late.
Whoa, the heavenly sword came and hit Jiumokong's body. The immortal golden body burst out with bright light, cracked inch by inch, then recovered, and cracked inch by inch. Finally, with a sound of silence, Jiumokong flew upside down. Going out, a tunnel was created on the ground that was only a few meters wide and nearly a thousand meters long.
Like the Jiu Sword Immortal just now, Cao Yi also encountered backlash, but unlike Jiu Sword Immortal, Cao Yi, who is already an innate Taoist, is close to the Tao and is God's favorite. Even if he encounters backlash, he is still worse than the Jiu Sword Immortal. Much smaller.
The power of mending the sky, activated by Zhe Zi Mi at the same time, made the repair backlash even more powerful.
"do you died?"
The Jiujianxian who was watching the battle was confused.
"The little monk is safe and sound"
With the sound.
In the tunnel a thousand meters away, Jiumokong, whose body was cracked, had a nearly transparent relic suspended above his head. He stood up again, his body recovered little by little, and he looked at Cao Yi with fiery eyes, "Your power, It’s beyond the monk’s expectation.”
He actually blocked a strike from the Heavenly Sword evolved from Dou Zi Mi.
Cao Yi looked at the relic above Jiumokong's head, thoughtfully.
"One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, a long road to life, and a moment is eternity. The little monk is not talented, and he has a glimpse of the door to the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of his hand."
Jiumokong walked in, and golden lotuses bloomed one after another around him. The pieces were crystal clear and danced endlessly, surrounding him in the center.
Every step he takes, there will be crystal clear and dazzling petals left under his feet.
Between heaven and earth, Sanskrit music is singing loudly, as if a Buddhist kingdom has come to the world.
Cao Yi felt the power of the 'domain', pulling him into an unfamiliar space. His spiritual thoughts controlled the Chixiao Sword to attack, but it didn't work, but it seemed to hit cotton.
"No need to waste your energy. This is a space similar to the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm of your hand. You can't get out."
Jiumo said confidently.
