A ray of breeze, a golden light.
Wu Tie and Qingfeng rushed to the sky above the volcanic island.
Looking at the disciples of the White Lotus Palace standing on the top of the volcano, Wu Tie said nothing. The five elements of divine light behind him soared into the sky, turning into a big hand with a radius of ten thousand feet, and the whole body was filled with colors like colorful glass. He slapped hard with a 'bang' sound. Down.
After merging the three corpse clones with the original one, Wu Tie's mana soared, and the speed of this huge hand was astonishingly fast. The air shook and the void twisted. Wu Tie stood a hundred miles high in the sky, and his big hand pressed down on the volcanic island with just a snap of his fingers.
Bai Wu looked up to the sky and roared. A huge **** of righteousness rose into the sky above his head, turned into a huge fist, and punched Wu Tie's big hand transformed by the five elements of divine light.
In Bai Wu's majestic righteousness, there are gold and iron horses, glaciers and deserts, and an audacious fighting spirit to protect the family and the country that makes people's blood surge.
In the dark, Wu Tie heard the roars of countless men and soldiers.
'Fenglangjuxu'…
'A hundred battles to break armor'…
'Go straight to the Yellow Dragon'…
Wave after wave of extremely firm will surged out from Bai Wu's fist condensed with awe-inspiring righteousness. Finally, Bai Wu's fist of righteousness almost burned, like a retrograde meteor, slamming into the five-color big hand.
With a loud noise, the seawater within a hundred miles around the volcanic island completely evaporated, revealing the rugged seabed beneath the seawater.
Bai Wu's body swayed, and his fist of righteousness stagnated thousands of feet in the air, firmly resisting Wu Tie's pressing palm. Where the fist and palm came into contact, countless streaks of colorful rays of light shot out, making a dull and thunderous sound.
Wu Tie had blue veins all over his body. Through the translucent multi-colored giant hands, Wu Tie stared straight at Bai Wu.
Bai Wu also stared at Wu Tie, and shouted sternly: "Well... I didn't expect that in this barbarian country, there are still masters like you. Are you at least a Taoist with a hundred principles?"
Previously, Wu Tie only relied on the extreme environment of the Nine Heavens Governor's Xuanming Formation to deduce the Xuanming Avenue to the extreme of the tenth level of the divine realm.
Later, Xi Yao caused trouble, and a powerful man from the Wa tribe came across the sky and took the bet won by Wu Tie. A true Buddha relic presented by Fan Kun melted with great magical power, allowing Wu Tie to absorb it.
A true Buddha relic allowed Wu Tie to directly deduce the laws of one hundred and eight great avenues to the extreme of the tenth level of the divine realm. At the same time as these one hundred and eight great principles were promoted, there were also three thousand side ways.
At this moment, Wu Tie's cultivation level was considered to be a first-rate 'King God' level power in the Sui Dynasty.
If not, Bai Wu is a contemporary martial artist of the White Lotus Palace, and his cultivation is the great power of the White Lotus Palace. Together with the family behind Bai Wu who has spent countless resources to build it up, he is using the One Hundred and Eighty Avenue as his foundation to break into If he was in the realm of gods, he would have been reduced to a pulp by Wu Tie's attack.
Bai Wu was at the tenth level of the divine realm. He entered the Tao with one hundred and eighty great principles, supplemented by nearly a thousand side ways.
Wu Tie added the Xuan Ming Dao, and entered the Tao through more than a hundred Dao laws... Supplemented by three thousand side sects, and the "Yuan Shi Jing" practiced by Wu Tie, he himself is extremely rich in foundation.
Therefore, although Wu Tie suffered a great loss in terms of the power of the Great Law, but combined with the power of heresy and the rich foundation of the "Yuanshi Jing", Wu Tie was just on a tie with Bai Wu.
The Fist of Righteousness and the Divine Palm of Five Elements were just stuck in mid-air, unable to move up or down, and no one could do anything to the other.
Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "The majestic contemporary martial arts star of White Lotus Palace, haha... Old Wu, you are at least three thousand years old? Do you know, His Majesty King Wu, how noble is he this year?"
"King Wu is not more than a hundred years old, but you are actually suppressed by King Wu... Oh, yes, this scene must be preserved, so that everyone in the Sui Dynasty knows that Wu Quxing of the White Lotus Palace was killed by what they call the barbarian king of the barbarian country. Hit with pressure!"
That's what Qingfeng said, and he did the same. He escaped from a crystal ball the size of a human head, and solemnly carved the scene of the stalemate between Wu Tie and Bai Wu into it.
Seeing Qingfeng do this, Bai Wen snorted coldly, and a three-foot-long jade ruler flew out of his sleeve, teleported to Qingfeng in a swish, and hit Qingfeng head-on.
"Naughty, deserve a beating!" Bai Wen sneered: "Can you Qingfeng slander the reputation of my White Lotus Palace at will?"
This ruler was extremely powerful, and it quickly turned into thousands of afterimages as it danced. Each afterimage was clearly a real entity, and it struck the breeze like a storm.
Qingfeng had finished the engraving work. He smiled, and a white light suddenly appeared in his hands, and he lightly patted the ruler he had laid on his head.
Amidst the buzzing sound, the afterimages of the ruler in the sky continued to dissipate. With a flick of the finger, the sapphire ruler was like a grass snake with its bones removed, falling limply into Qingfeng's hand and unable to move.
The Ten Thousand Transformation Tribulation Hands developed by Qinglian Temple's "Wanhua Jing" is indeed very powerful. Bai Wen's sapphire ring ruler was also an 'ancient treasure', but it was dismissed by Qingfeng so lightly.
"Thank you, thank you so much..." Qingfeng smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he kept nodding to Bai Wen: "Bai Wen, you know, I, Qingfeng, am a well-known thief who never steals away. This treasure belongs to me... Haha! Your White Lotus Palace A person with a big family and a big business doesn't care about this ruler, right?"
Bai Wen's face paled slightly.
Just now he saw that Qingfeng actually wanted to record the scene of the stalemate between Bai Wu and Wu Tie, and he suddenly felt anxious.
Bai Wu is a contemporary martial artist of the White Lotus Palace. In other words, he is the contemporary foreign affairs manager of the White Lotus Palace. Once the disciples of the White Lotus Palace leave the mountain gate and travel around the world, Bai Wu will take care of all affairs.
Bai Wu's identity, status, connections, and power were much stronger than those of some of the 'kings' of the Sui Dynasty. Even in the court, Bai Wu would go to court with swords and shoes, and would not show up when he saw the God Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. Identity of worship.
Given Bai Wu's status, he was actually suppressed by Wu Tie to a stalemate. How embarrassing was this
In a hurry, Bai Wen took action towards Qingfeng.
At that moment, he completely forgot about the weirdness and rogueness of Wanhua Jieshou.
He even forgot about Qingfeng's bad temper. The treasure that was delivered to his door was like a meat bun beating a dog, it would never come back.
Bai Wen became angry from embarrassment, and after his face turned pale, he suddenly turned red.
He raised his head suddenly and recited in a deep voice: "Sage says, respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them!"
Behind Bai Wen, dozens of White Lotus Palace disciples chanted at the same time, and then cooperated with Bai Wen to make a righteous scolding sound: "Evil heretics, retreat quickly."
There was an explosion, but there was no light or shadow floating around. The sky was also windy and light, and there was no change in the sky.
But this loud shout made Qingfeng's face turn pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out far away. His body swayed, and he staggered back dozens of steps in the void. Each step could make him retreat more than ten miles away. .
Taking a deep breath, the wind and clouds in the sky turned into a stream of light visible to the naked eye and was swallowed by the breeze.
This breath lasted as long as a normal person takes seven or eight breaths. Qingfeng shouted angrily: "Okay, you are shameless, so don't blame Pindao for being ruthless... Scared, so many of you are joining forces... Pindao will take it." Is there nothing you can do?"
Qingfeng raised his hands, and Bai Wen shouted loudly as if facing a formidable enemy: "Be on guard, be careful, this bull nose is the most ruthless and the most vicious."
Qingfeng snorted coldly, and from his sleeves, five daggers made of gold, silver, copper, iron, and jade flew out. The five daggers, which were more than a foot long, swayed in the air, and the world suddenly darkened.
Within a thousand miles, only sword energy was seen rising into the sky, and then the sky was filled with sword light flashing.
The sky and the earth become a sword domain, and countless sword lights are like heavy rain, accompanied by the sound of wind, rain, thunder, as well as the sound of pine waves, running water, the chirping of insects, and the roar of wild beasts... In short, there are tens of millions of natural things in the forest. The sound of nature followed the sword rain, falling towards Bai Wen and other White Lotus Palace disciples.
Except for the five or six White Lotus Palace disciples with the strongest cultivation, including Bai Wen, Bai Lu, White Crane, and White Ibis, the other hundreds of male and female disciples of the White Lotus Palace showed faint smiles at the same time.
They were suddenly fascinated by the natural sounds caused by the sword rain.
They seemed to be listening to a soul sound that had been passed down from the past life to this day, and they couldn't help but become intoxicated. Their hearts are empty and pure, and all thoughts have completely disappeared.
They forget who they are, where they are, and all information related to them. They just stood here with smiles on their faces, listening to the incredible heavenly sound in the rain of swords.
Wu Tie let out a low cry, a flash of spiritual light flashed from his body, and Canghai Taoist suddenly jumped out of him.
"Fellow Taoist, please look at the orbs." Canghai Taoist yelled at Bai Wu, and then one hundred and eight Canghai Divine Pearls turned into countless flashing pearls, and smashed down on his head with the heavy pressure of each small world.
Bai Wu was in a stalemate with Wu Tie. He never thought that Wu Tie had such a supreme means of transforming the Three Pure Ones.
In the distance, Qingfeng exclaimed: "One Qi transforms into three pure things... Bai Wu, I think you are going to be in bad luck... Haha, you hypocrites and fake scholars have to learn the supreme Taoist teachings of my Taoist sect!"
'Bang bang bang bang', it was like seven or eight naughty children carrying wooden sticks beating an innocent big fat pig. Bai Wu had no time to take precautions. He also didn't expect that the Canghai Divine Pearl was flying so fast. Every time The power contained in a Canghai Divine Pearl is so huge.
His body was shaking violently, and the Canghai Divine Pearl hit him hundreds of times in an instant.
Every blow was extremely heavy, and every blow was painful to the bone. Even though Bai Wu had entered Taoism with one hundred and eighty Dao Laws, his physical body had been fused and tempered by the Dao Laws time and time again, and it had become incredibly strong, but it still could not withstand the power of the Canghai Divine Pearl.
The bones in his body made a harsh cracking sound, and in an instant, at least a hundred of his bones were shattered by the Canghai Divine Pearl.
Especially when his two knees were hit hard by the Canghai Divine Pearl, he couldn't help but fall to his knees on the ground. For a moment, Bai Wu's face was as pale as paper, and then turned purple again, and he was forced to fall to the ground. I was so angry that I almost went crazy.
"Come out!" Bai Wu roared angrily, and he shouted loudly: "Filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty, trust, etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame...Ba Duan Inkstone comes out!"
Bai Wu's eyebrows lit up, and an inkstone that was simple in shape, square in shape, without the slightest flicker of spiritual light, and without any glow, flew out. It was so simple, thick, and so dim in color.
On this inkstone, from top to bottom, someone wrote the eight words "filial piety, loyalty, trust, etiquette, justice, integrity and shame" in extremely neat, gold-hook and iron-painted, extremely powerful, and extremely powerful handwriting.
This inkstone, which was no more than a foot square, was suspended upright in front of Bai Wu. One hundred and eight sea god beads fell down one after another, but they were bounced back out of thin air when they were still more than ten feet away from Bai Wu.
In the void, the solemn voices of countless people came.
They recited these eight words over and over again, and eventually they turned into a vast ocean of sound, forcing the Canghai Divine Pearl to retreat continuously.
On the Baduan Inkstone, a strong force was injected into Bai Wu's body. Bai Wu's broken bones healed quickly, and in just one breath, he stood up again. He looked at Wu Tie proudly and shouted sternly: "No matter how many ways you have, countless spiritual treasures... my humanity is immortal and my spirit will last forever, what spiritual treasure can beat my inheritance of humanity?"
Wu Tie couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "What a treasure, what a treasure, such luck, such weather... Ha, ha, ha, ridiculous, ridiculous, filial piety, loyalty, propriety, justice and shame... You guys and girls in white are so messy and wanton. Is this your etiquette, justice and shame for robbing a good family woman?"
"For the sake of righteousness, don't stick to trivial matters!" Bai Wu shouted sharply: "How can you understand the broadmindedness and magnanimity of my Bailian Palace?"
Wu Tie shut up.
In the database inherited by Lao Tie, a lot of negative information about the 'scholars' group came out.
Wu Tie immediately understood that it was impossible for him to defeat Bai Wu verbally.
so…
Wu Tie clenched his fists: "You have the civilization of your pen, ink, paper and inkstone... I have the barbarism that I advocate with my fist."
Wu Tie's hands suddenly erupted with white spiritual light. As soon as Wanhuajie's hand came out, Wu Tie clapped his hands downwards, and heard a loud noise, strong wind overflowed, and the righteous fist blasted by Bai Wu shattered into pieces.
Wu Tie's Five Elements Divine Palm blasted downwards. Amid the roar of the hurricane, the Five Elements Divine Palm quickly shrank to a foot square and hit the Baduan Inkstone heavily.
The Eight Duan Inkstone did not move at all, but the Five Elements Divine Palm was shattered inch by inch.
This "treasure of humane inheritance" that Bai Wu calls it is indeed incredibly powerful. Except for being a little slow when driving, it is so powerful that people are speechless.
Bai Wu looked at Wu Tie's palm and exclaimed: "The Ten Thousand Transformations Tribulation Hand... the Ten Thousand Transformations Tribulation Hand of Qinglian Temple!"
Before he finished speaking, the entire volcanic island was shrouded in a terrifying figure.
Wu Tie burned all his mana, and his body suddenly expanded, reaching a height of thirty-six thousand feet in a snap.
"Pangu Sutra"... temporarily allows Wu Tie to possess part of the power of Pangu's true body. The stronger your cultivation level, the stronger the Pangu power you possess. With Wu Tie's current cultivation level, after he cast "Pangu Sutra", his magic power increased by more than a thousand times
The five-color divine light rolled behind Wu Tie, and when it rolled down, the Baduan Inkstone was slowly and forcefully swept into an unpredictable place by the five-color divine light.
Wu Tie clenched his right fist and punched the volcanic island below.
There was a loud noise, and Bai Wen, Bai Wu, and hundreds of White Lotus Palace disciples all vomited blood.
The volcanic island instantly vaporized and turned into nothing. A fist mark hundreds of miles deep appeared on the seabed. Bai Wen and other White Lotus Palace disciples were all trapped in the deepest part of the fist mark. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
The countless sword rains struck by Qingfeng were also affected by Wu Tie's terrifying punch.
Sword rain splashed all over the sky, and Qingfeng spurted out another mouthful of blood, then stared at Wu Tie as if he had seen a ghost, and screamed hysterically: "It doesn't make sense, I am a poor Taoist who has a higher level of cultivation than you, how come your Pangu is really His body is more than three times taller than Pindao?"
Wu Tie said nothing, just staring at the White Lotus Palace disciples who were beaten to pieces with broken bones and tendons.
"Put Pei Feng back, otherwise... Wu Guo's Heavenly Prison will make you understand what purgatory on earth is!"
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