Villa quiet room.
Xia Ping sat down cross-legged, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of the body, covering the whole body, and even dyed the ground in gold, like a golden-body arhat, and there were faintly sounding Sanskrit sounds around him.
But this is just an illusion, and it is very effective to fool people.
"It's a great pleasure to have guests coming from afar. When you come to this place, why don't you come out and see, why hide in hiding?" Suddenly, Xia Ping opened his eyes and said.
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, this quiet room was torn apart by a sudden force, the whole was overturned, and turned into rubble and dust.
Whoosh!
In the next second, a group of people appeared immediately from outside, headed by the young patriarch of the Nine-Headed Bird Clan, Duan Mukang, who exuded a tyrannical aura, distorted the air, produced illusions, and had the strength of the middle stage of returning to the real state.
Dozens of followers also appeared beside him, at least they were all at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and there were also eight in the early stage of Returning to the True Realm.
He walked slowly, and a large array of the entire villa rose up, shrouded for several miles, forming a transparent protective cover, like a tortoise shell, covering all directions, forming an absolute forbidden area.
No sound, any mana fluctuation, can be transmitted from this area.
"It's worthy of being a master of the Luohan tribe, a master of Taoism."
Duanmukang stared at Xia Ping: "Unexpectedly, you discovered this place we just came to. It is so perceptive that I have to expose my identity and act personally.
But it doesn't matter, anyway, you have fallen into a trap, and you can't escape if you want to escape. Now immediately hand over the magic talisman in the Dragonwood Secret Realm on you, and I can forgive you not to die. "
He was condescending and instigated.
"So you want the magic talisman in the Dragonwood Secret Realm on my body, why bother so much." Xia Ping looked compassionate, "the monks are compassionate, as long as you ask me, you will definitely give it, after all, a magic talisman can carry five people in. In the Dragonwood Secret Realm, it is only a trivial matter to assign a few places, not much."
When Qing Niu and Cat Fairy heard this, they were all speechless. This guy didn't lie and didn't write drafts. Only when he was able to give it to ghosts, it is estimated that this group of people really dared to reach out and slapped them to death.
"The things I like to do most in Duanmukang are robbing, robbing houses, killing people for treasure, taking good things when I see them, and looting when I see a woman I like. I never like asking people for them."
Duanmu Kang said arrogantly: "Take a step back and ask you in a low voice that a bald donkey of the Luohan tribe will get a place. Then where can I put the face of my nine-headed bird clan, do you want to shame?!"
The other nine-headed bird elite also sneered again and again, looking at Xia Ping's eyes as if looking at a dead person.
"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. Why should the benefactor make another killing? Why don't you go back to eat the Buddha with me and live your life smoothly. This is good for everyone and makes the world full of love."
Xia Ping put forward his own suggestion, wanting to make these nine-headed birds less dominant.
"Eat your uncle, dead bald donkey, I still want to save Laozi, and I don't know how to write the dead words." Duan Mukang yelled, and immediately blasted Xia Ping down.
Bloodline Supernatural Power-Eagle Claw Bombing Technique!
Boom~~
He turned his hands into claws, like the sharp claws of an ancient fierce bird, extremely sharp, as if spurts of sword energy, buzzing, shaking thousands of times, cutting the air.
In an instant, it was bombarded with a single claw, containing thousands of rays of light, fierce, forming a net of heaven and earth, covering Xia Ping's body in an instant, with nowhere to escape.
"It seems that the donor has become sexual by killing, the devilishness has entered his brain, and he has been deeply into the devil. You must go beyond it before you can become a Buddha. Not to mention, I will not go to hell who will go to hell."
Xia Ping showed a look of compassion and compassion, and stepped out.
Martial arts supernatural power-immovable Tathagata palm!
This is a martial arts supernatural power he learned in the Yunxiao realm. Although the grade is not high, it contains the profound meaning of Buddhism. Under the urging of his heinous mana, the power that bursts out is no less than other supernatural powers.
After he was promoted to the Golden Core Realm, even if he used basic boxing techniques, he was able to blast out the power of supernatural powers.
A palm was slapped out, and the sky shook and the earth moved, as if the Buddha came, the golden light was prosperous, and the Brahma sound sounded, and dense golden runes appeared in the sky, combining them into a Buddha scripture.
Boom!
The bloodline supernatural power that Duanmukang exploded was immediately shocked into a mass of vitality, completely destroyed, and even crushed by an unparalleled force, and the sound was rolling.
"what!"
Duanmukang let out a scream, his whole body was blasted out, and a deep crack was formed in the pear on the ground, and it instantly collided with the energy shield around the villa.
In an instant, the entire energy shield kept shaking and humming, but it was still very strong and could not be separated.
And he was like hitting a solid wall, shook his lungs and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"impossible!"
Duanmukang was crazy and couldn't believe it. He stared at Xia Ping, "You're just a bald donkey in the Golden Core Realm. You can actually match my Nine-Headed Bird Master in the middle of the return to the true realm?! How could this happen? ?"
He simply couldn't accept the fact that he was a return to true realm, and his strength, cultivation level, and martial art realm should be superior to this bald donkey.
But now it was just a palm shot and he was seriously injured on the spot, and he refused to accept it.
"Evil is overwhelming."
Xia Ping showed a natural look: "The donor has been deeply involved in the demon, committed killings, and has been spurned by the heavens. Even if the poor monk has low martial arts, the donor is definitely not the opponent of the poor monk. If the donor is now lost and knows how to return, there may be a rescue. , Or else he will fall into the hell of Abi and suffer the suffering of six reincarnations in the future."
"Uncle evil, bald donkey, nonsense."
Duan Mukang was mad: "Although I don't know what demon technique you used, under the magical powers of my nine-headed bird clan, you are just an ant, die for me and turn into powder."
He was completely angry, exposed his true body, showed the prototype, and turned into a monster beast with a height of several tens of meters and seven bird heads, exuding a terrifying monster air from all over his body, distorting the air, and creating illusions.
Although Duanmukang is a family of nine-headed birds, it does not have nine heads at birth, but through cultivation and evolution, nine heads slowly grow.
The nine-headed bird in the Purple Mansion realm gave birth to one head, and the nine-headed bird in the Yijing realm had two, and so on. When they were promoted to the thunder tribulation realm, they really had nine heads.
If the nine heads can be unified, they can be promoted to the realm of saints.
But even if they are not promoted to the Holy Realm, with nine heads, they have nine lives. As long as they don't exterminate all their heads at once, they can quickly regenerate and continue to recover.
Even each head has a unique power that can awaken a bloodline supernatural power.
And Duanmukang was born with seven heads, with seven lives, and his strength is conceivable. It is a terrifying monster beast that makes people fearful.