"boom!!!"
Seeing Pu Xuan swinging his fist angrily, and seeing him being slapped to the ground by the golden Buddha like a fly. Wei Changtian's eyes widened, he had never seen a "plot" that reversed so quickly.
When Pu Xuan threw that punch, he felt that things might have turned around.
However, the Golden Buddha completely shattered this turning point with just one palm.
Pu Xuan was like an ant who refused to be numb and chose to fight against fate, but was finally crushed and defeated by fate at will. He seemed so vulnerable at this moment.
"."
Looking blankly at the deep hole that was smashed on the ground, Wei Changtian didn't know what to think for a moment.
But at the next moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the pit and rushed straight towards the Golden Buddha again.
"boom!!"
"boom!!"
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Once, twice, three times, four times.
In Wei Changtian's shocked eyes, Puxuan rushed towards the Golden Buddha again and again, and then was blown away, and then stood up and rushed forward again.
In just a few dozen breaths, Wei Changtian couldn't count how many times he was slapped away. He could only see that his momentum was getting weaker and weaker, until he could no longer stand up.
The originally neat cassock had become tattered, and there was no blood in the mud all over his body.
As an illusory person, Pu Xuan will certainly not bleed or die.
But that doesn't mean he's invincible.
Like the Golden Buddha, his power also comes from the illusion formation, so it also has an upper limit.
At present, Pu Xuan is obviously close to reaching this upper limit.
"Master Wei"
Turning around with difficulty, Pu Xuan looked at the astonished Wei Changtian and asked softly with a pale face:
"Do you still have the power to strike?"
"."
His eyes froze, and Wei Changtian suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Pu Xuan, then looked up at the golden Buddha whose light had also weakened a lot, and finally understood that Pu Xuan's seemingly futile struggle just now was actually Not without meaning.
There is no doubt that defeating this golden Buddha should be the only way to break the formation.
After taking turns to consume himself and Pu Xuan, the former has now reached a critical point.
Maybe if we do it again, we can really defeat this true Buddha.
"have."
Without any hesitation, Wei Changtian uttered one word.
There is nothing in the Dantian, and there is no internal energy at all.
The "Tian Yuan Dan" sold in the system that can instantly restore the state has been taken long ago, and it is still in the "purchase cooldown" period.
In fact, Wei Changtian didn't know why he could unleash the final blow.
But he still slowly pulled out the Longquan Sword with a firm look on his face, slightly bent his knees, and assumed a charging posture.
No matter what, this should be the last chance in the true sense.
So even if he only has the weakest strength, he must try his best.
"Bald Donkey, give it a try."
"good."
Two weak and firm voices sounded and then fell. When the two people turned into two blurry figures and rushed straight towards the Golden Buddha, they hit the latter's huge body with a fist and a sword with determination and no way to retreat. When he was on top, the old beggar who was several miles away also spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Tsk!"
Bright red blood dripped on the candlestick, causing the candle seedlings that were already not very bright to shake violently.
The old beggar's body shook violently, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.
Obviously, as the controller of the phantom array, the situation of the phantom array will also have a certain backlash on him.
And since he looks like this now, it naturally means that the powerful illusion array is really on the verge of collapse.
Clenching his teeth tightly, the old beggar's eyes were filled with incomparable anger and cruelty.
He thought that the young man might betray him.
But he never thought that it would be Pu Xuan who betrayed him in the end.
As a "product" of the magic formation, how could Pu Xuan betray the magic formation? !
Although the old beggar heard the conversation between Wei Changtian and Pu Xuan, he could not understand that Pu Xuan was willing to disappear with the phantom formation.
But whether he understood it or not, the old beggar knew that now was not the time to think about this.
After paying so much price, facing this perhaps the only chance to kill Wei Changtian, he would never allow failure!
"puff!"
Biting the tip of his tongue violently, blood mist exploded in front of him.
The old beggar quickly formed complex hand gestures with his hands, and his aura was rapidly becoming weak.
However, after a few breaths, his face became as pale as a dead person, and the speed of the kneading in his hands became slower and slower, becoming more and more difficult.
Until it stopped completely at a certain moment.
"."
The blood mist dissipated, the candlelight became stable again, and the room fell into a dead silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but the old beggar, who seemed to have lost his life, suddenly moved his fingertips.
He still lowered his head, but there was an undetectable sneer at the corner of his mouth.
so.
"Did you still fail?"
Lying on his back on the cold soil, Wei Changtian looked at the golden Buddha that was still standing in a trance and sighed softly.
"well"
"what happened"
Outside Yun'an Temple, on the bluestone road under the moonlight, Gu Pan'er suddenly stopped.
She just seemed to see Yun'an Temple in front of her suddenly disappear.
The tall courtyard walls, the roof of the palace bathed in silver light, and a few ancient trees were all gone, replaced by a strange open space.
There were several black pillars standing in the open space, and a person lying down.
Oh, there seems to be countless copper coins and broken silver scattered on the ground.
Is it an illusion?
Rubbing her eyes, Gu Pan'er looked doubtfully at the tall temple gate just a few steps away, as well as the familiar words "Yun'an Temple" on the door plaque, feeling greatly puzzled.
However, after hesitating for a moment, she walked to the closed side door next to the temple door again and knocked gently.
"Dong dong~"
"Dong dong dong~"
The knock on the door echoed in the night, but there was no response for a long time.
Like ordinary temples, Yun'an Temple is closed during the holidays, but pilgrims who want to visit at night will be accommodated.
But why didn't anyone open the door today?
Gu Pan'er took a step back, thinking that there was something going on in the temple, shook her head and prepared to leave.
But before she could turn around, she heard a burst of hasty footsteps behind her.
"Sir, Yun'an Temple doesn't seem to be waiting for pilgrims tonight."
Seeing the young man who looked a little surprised, Gu Pan'er thought that the former was also here to burn incense, so he kindly reminded: "I have been knocking on the door for a while, but no one has come to ask."
"Is it."
After looking at Gu Pan'er quickly and calmly, the young man forced out a smile: "Thank you, girl, for reminding me."
"Young master, you're welcome."
Nodding, Gu Pan'er said nothing more and walked past the young man, as if he was about to return home.
But after she took a few steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at the young man.
"Girl, what's wrong?"
The young man's expression was unnatural: "I'm not here to burn incense, I'm just here to talk to the abbot of the temple about something."
"Oh, I have nothing to do, so I won't delay the young master."
Gu Pan'er lowered his head, his tone slightly trembling compared to before.
Under the young man's suddenly wary gaze, she quickly turned around and walked away, but her hands in her sleeves were clenched tightly.
Because just now, Gu Pan'er suddenly realized that at the moment Yun'an Temple disappeared, the person lying between several black pillars seemed to be Wei Changtian.
(End of chapter)
