Xiang Qingniu spoke very slowly when he narrated, as if the things he was talking about had nothing to do with him. He used the vision of a bystander to tell this event that could be written into the history books very plainly, while Fang Xie listened so intently, trying not to let himself miss a word, a single word. But the people who said it were the same as those who listened, and their hearts were aching.
Xiang Qingniu leaned back on the reclining chair, and kept looking at the fire not far away when he was talking. The flames rose up and sent sparks to high places.
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No one thought that Chen Heng and Chen Ha would fight in such a way. In that enchantment, their cultivation was suppressed and their internal strength was swallowed up, but they fought like madmen regardless. Chen Hun jumped up into the air and hugged the black sun. After finding that he couldn't shake it, he began to bite down. It was extremely pure internal energy. He just ate it like that, and every bite made his chest and abdomen throb. ups and downs. Swallowing internal strength is as dangerous as ordinary people swallowing fire.
Chen Ha is tearing down the door.
He first tore off two panels of the gate, threw it aside and stepped hard on it. Every time he stepped on the foot, the old monk outside would vomit a mouthful of blood. Then Chen Ha began to demolish the door wall, kicking it with one foot, the door wall began to shatter under the vibration, and finally collapsed.
At this time, Chen Heng also swallowed the last mouthful of Black Sun.
He even wiped his mouth, and Chen Ha, who was so tired and out of breath, asked him seriously: "Is it delicious?"
Chen Heng shook his head and replied equally seriously: "It's not delicious."
The sun was swallowed, the gate was torn down, and the golden armored general was decapitated.
Now there is only a huge barrier left. The three old monks who vomited blood looked at each other, and then moved over to sit next to the old monk who arranged the barrier. The three of them poured all their internal energy into the old monk's body, and then The enchantment immediately glowed brightly. The originally invisible enchantment has already materialized at this time.
The radiant wall began to shrink gradually, and the scope of Chen Hun and Chen Ha's activities became smaller and smaller. The two kept throwing their fists at the light wall, but they were still unable to smash it through. As the barrier became smaller and smaller, it became difficult for both of them to breathe. The feeling of oppression in the chest and abdomen is getting stronger and stronger, and he may fall into a coma at any time due to the depletion of air.
Xiang Qingniu subconsciously let out a low cry, he didn't even care about saving his strength, he jumped up suddenly, pressed one hand towards the direction where the four old monks were, and the other hand towards the light. The wall lifted.
the hands
different styles
The right hand is used to control the enemy with Yuanzhuan Ruyi's Da Zhoutian, and the left hand is used to break the wall with the sword energy passed down by Wan Xingchen. The reincarnation of the great cycle is endless, and only those who are much stronger than Xiang Qingniu can find the tiny gaps between their moves, and then break through Xiang Qingniu's offensive one at a time. But those four old monks were already injured, and their cultivation bases were all at the Brightness Realm, which was worse than Xiang Qingniu, so naturally they couldn't see through them.
In their view, Xiang Qingniu's move has no solution.
The endless repulsive force oppressed the past like overwhelming mountains and seas, forcing the four old monks to immediately change their goals to protect themselves. When they withdrew part of their internal energy to protect themselves, the sword energy from Xiang Qingniu's left hand took advantage of the void and cut a hole in the light wall. It is enough for a great practitioner. Chen Heng stepped forward immediately, clasped the hole with both hands and tore it apart forcefully.
Chen Hun and Chen Ha in the past had white hair, but their complexion was as good as a child's. But when they came out of that light wall, their faces were already full of grooves, and their vicissitudes of skin were wrinkled, like old bark that had been dead for many years.
"Huh."
After Chen Ha came out, he looked at the opening on the light wall and said with emotion: "Xiaoheng Xiaoheng, do you think this looks like an egg?"
Chen Heng nodded: "It's really similar, and then did we break out of the shell?"
Chen Ha shook his head: "I was born by my mother, not hatched from an egg."
Chen Heng said: "You are neither me nor I, I came out before you."
The two of them walked out while talking, and suddenly saw Xiang Qingniu fighting four people, Chen Heng immediately said angrily: "Fucking shameless, four fight one!"
He rushed over under his feet, and his figure turned into a streamer. The four old monks were trying their best to deal with Xiang Qingniu's Da Zhoutian at this time. The person in the front saw Chen Heng rushing over but couldn't take care of it. In desperation, he suddenly withdrew all his internal energy, and then quickly moved to the side flash. He dodges, Xiang Qingniu's big Zhoutian directly hits the old monk behind him, the pressure on the second old monk doubles, the clothes on Li's body are torn instantly, and his shriveled skin is like the surface of water blown by a strong wind There are also layers of wrinkles, which look extremely disgusting.
As soon as the old monk in front withdrew, the two people in the back almost withdrew their hands at the same time. Only one old monk was left alone to face Xiang Qingniu's full blow. Where there is still strength to resist, there was a crisp sound from the bones on his body, and then he was pressed by the big Zhou Tian and collapsed like a ball that had been emptied of air, and finally exploded with a puff, and the pieces of meat and bones flew away. Everywhere.
The two old monks behind couldn't dodge in time, and they didn't know how many internal organs were stained on their bodies.
Chen Heng just rushed over, reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the first old monk who got out of the way, swung it and threw it to the ground violently. This is not the demeanor that a great practitioner should have, it is completely like relying on strength on the street. A thick-bodied rogue who bullies children. The old monk was thrown to pieces, and when he was struggling to stand up, Chen Heng stepped on his head. Suddenly, his head was like a crushed watermelon, red and white splashed immediately. come out.
Chen Heng smiled triumphantly at Chen Ha, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a pain in his back.
He didn't turn around and rushed forward quickly. At this time, Xiang Qingniu and others found a black ball stuck to his back, which was exactly the same as the one in the previous enchantment.
The black ball kept sucking Chen Hun's inner strength, including his body, almost his entire back was sucked in, skin and flesh, bit by bit, got into the black ball. Under the excruciating pain, Chen Heng's groans were particularly shrill.
"Xiaoha!"
He opened his hand to hold his younger brother, but the suction force on his back made his arm snap back and enter the black ball. Chen Ha rushed over quickly, trying to pull him out of the black hole. The Buddhist sect's secret method can't be deciphered at all, and once it is glued, it can't be torn off at all.
Chen Ha desperately wanted to hold Chen Hun, but he still watched helplessly as Chen Hun was sucked into the black hole bit by bit. Before Chen Hun was completely swallowed by the black hole, he pushed Chen Ha away with his palm: " I am the eldest brother... I die first..."
He smiled, bleeding from his mouth.
"I fuck your mother!"
Chen Ha's eyes were bloodshot, he roared fiercely and rushed towards the two old monks, Xiang Qingniu feared that he would be attacked by someone in a rage, so he immediately followed, but at this moment, the sky Suddenly, a huge white lotus flower appeared, popping up abruptly and then falling quickly. Xiang Qingniu's complexion changed, and with one lift of his hands, the repulsive force of Zhou Tian surged out. The repulsive force lifted Bai Lian up to the top, and after rising a few meters, there was a light "huh" from a very far away, as if it was quite surprised that Xiang Qingniu could catch this move.
At this moment, Yang Qi, who had not made a move, suddenly pulled up and disappeared instantly: "Da Zizai, your opponent is me."
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The white lotus was getting higher and higher under the impetus of the big Zhoutian. Just when Xiang Qingniu was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the white lotus suddenly began to grow rapidly, expanding at a speed that the naked eye could hardly catch up with, and then burst open. A mass of scorching white light exploded above Xiang Qingniu's head, like a fission star.
At this moment, a huge and unstoppable impact spread towards the surroundings. First, a gust of wind blew up and lifted the tiles on the courtyard wall of Dalun Temple into the air, and then a heat wave came, It's hot enough to melt the earth. This kind of power is simply not something that humans can resist. White to the extreme, people lose the color in the eyes. The heat wave is at its peak and anything can melt.
Xiang Qingniu knew that the Buddhist sect had a cultivation method like the white lotus, and he had also heard that Wisdom Tianzun displayed the power of the white lotus when it exploded. But compared to this white lotus, the wise white lotus is like a firefly compared to a bright moon. The white lotus cast by Wisdom Tianzun exploded, it was a pure internal storm. And when this white lotus exploded, the heat wave was an omnipresent karmic fire.
Xiang Qingniu's complexion changed drastically, and he waved his hands outwards, his sleeves bulged instantly, and the inner energy like an angry dragon spit out from his sleeves, forcefully blocking the burning karmic fire, but this It relies on consuming a huge amount of internal energy to slow down the spread of the karmic fire, and cannot completely force the karmic fire away.
At this moment, Xiang Qingniu heard someone calling him.
"Fatty!"
The voice came from beside him, not far away.
"Remember to set up a grave and a stele for us, and write the words Zhongyuan Chen Heng Chen Ha. Just like that Sutu dog, send us some delicious food when you have time!"
He just heard these words when he saw a large group of black shadows floating over. Xiang Qingniu resisted the karmic fire with all his strength, so he couldn't look around, only saw a black shadow flash, and Chen Ha, who was holding the two old monks tightly with both hands, had already rushed over, and kicked Xiang Qingniu away go out.
"Xiao Hum, walk slowly!"
Chen Ha laughed like crazy, let the two old monks punch and kick him and ignored him, but dragged the two to jump up, facing the karmic fire that was pouring down like a waterfall. up. The three black figures gradually disappeared into the absolute whiteness, into the burning heat of the karmic fire.
Nothing is left.
The four enlightened old monks thought they could easily stop the people around Yang Qi, but they didn't expect to meet two lunatics, two lunatics who didn't take death seriously at all.
Xiang Qingniu stared blankly at the sky, watching those black shadows disappear.
The Taoist robe on his body was torn apart by the heat wave, and although the skin on his body was not burned by the karmic fire, it was covered with scorched marks. But he didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and looked at the black shadow disappearing in the sky stupidly, his eyeballs were bloodshot.
Chen Heng was sucked into the black hole, and Chen Ha got into the karmic fire.
They left nothing behind, but no one can erase their presence.
Xiang Qingniu roared, then turned around and rushed into the Dalun Temple. After the death of the old monk, the black hole slowly became shallower and thinner and disappeared into nothingness, and the karmic fire gradually extinguished after burning everything within its range. Xiang Qingniu was like an enraged prehistoric beast, rushing up the stone steps embedded in the cliff.
He didn't see where the second brother Yang Qi went, but he knew where he was going!
At this moment, a young monk with a smile on his face and a handsome face walked down the stone steps slowly. He was wearing a moon-white robe and a golden cassock. The fingers are like picking flowers, and the feet are stepping on white lotus.
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Fang Jie listened quietly.
burst into tears.