Just when the Buddhist beads were suddenly about to fall from the sky toward Bai Yang, the originally ordinary Buddhist beads suddenly spun with a halo, and the power fluctuations unique to spiritual weapons were immediately released.
The black light pours out directly, forming circles of halo that will cover Bai Yang. As a Yuanying realm monk, Bai Yang can't understand that this kind of light is really not good for him when he is alone. So the crutch that was originally swung at Zhao Jiuge immediately changed its direction and waved it sideways, trying to sweep away the light emanating from the beads and at the same time knock the body of the beads away.
Sanwu's mouth was already mumbling words, and the spiritual power in his body finally started to circulate. At first, the spiritual power in his body was like a stream that was about to dry up, and then it quickly evolved into a thick lake, and finally, with just one breath, it turned into From the turbulent sea, golden spiritual light spurted out directly.
Bai Yang had a wry smile on his face. He knew that his attack would not be easy to succeed. This young monk who always gave off a smile, although he was not old, his strength was definitely not simple.
One wave after another, the black light pouring out has not been resolved, and a strong spiritual power spurts out again. Bai Yang exhaled gently, then his eyes were deep, and the sweeping movement of the crutch remained unchanged. A strong wave in the body followed the bright golden spiritual power, and that strong wave was the Ziyuan Fire.
'boom. '
There was a dull resounding sound, and Sanwu's channeling Buddha bead only shook slightly, and then floated steadily in the air, motionless.
Bai Yang's arm was numb. Although he directly smashed the arrogant black light, he was in a bit of a mess in his haste. In this short moment, Sanwu made a new move. You must know that in the void, Sanwu's spiritual power has not yet had any contact with Baiyang's Ziyuan Fire, so he has to use a new move. means.
After throwing out the Chanting Buddha Bead, Sanwu immediately started to fight with his hands free, and then a faint scorching heat came from all around his body. The next moment, a wave of fire was more dazzling than the Ziyuan Fire. A golden flame emerged from in front of Sanwu. It is clearly the Purple Yuan Fire in the body, but it is obvious that Sanwu's Purple Yuan Fire is another special kind of flame formed like that of the Huanxi Monk, perhaps due to the elixir or martial arts! The flames are all golden, but if you look closely, there is a faint milky white color in the flames.
From the moment he took action until now, everything was done in a flash of lightning. Sanwu's movements dazzled and amazed those who watched. Even Bai Yang was smiling bitterly in his heart. Why didn't he think about not taking action and just keep an eye on the opponent quietly like before? But now that he was facing Sanwu with his action, he felt a lot of pressure in his heart. Fortunately, San Wu Cong's idea from the beginning was just to help Zhao Jiuge stop Bai Yang, without taking the initiative or showing any killing intent. Anyway, no matter what moves you use, I will just use the same moves to neutralize your offensive.
The bright golden spiritual power and the Ziyuan Fire had a violent collision at this time. Under the impact of the two sides, the purple Yuan Fire with some sparks blooming was fluttering and was even knocked out. There were sporadic flames, but under the burning of the raging Ziyuan Fire, Sanwu's golden aura was instantly dissipated by the impact, and the golden flame in Sanwu's body followed closely.
The two flames intertwined and immediately illuminated the outside of Qingcang City under the night sky like daylight. The soil on the ground had been scorched, and the surface was faintly blackened. Wherever the flames passed, those on the ground were The flowers and plants were immediately annihilated by the high temperature.
The whistling sounds continued, and Bai Yang actually felt that it was very difficult for him to deal with this gentle-looking little monk!
Baiyang's Purple Yuan Fire was no match for Sanwu's golden flame. The Purple Yuan Fire, which was originally as thick as a purple fire snake, started to retreat when the golden flame appeared, just like a dog seeing its master. Finally, but still cannot escape the result of being destroyed.
After completely wiping out the Purple Yuan Fire, Sanwu first took back the Buddhist beads suspended in the void, and then took back the remaining golden flames. The sudden light came and went as quickly as it came, and the outside of Qingcang City under the night quickly returned to its previous appearance.
"Are you still going to take action?" After doing all this, Sanwu looked at the somewhat depressed Bai Yang opposite and asked with a smile. It seemed that everything was under Sanwu's control.
"Hmph, come again!"
The furious Bai Yang would not accept any kindness from San Wu. Whether it was because of Bai Zimo's instructions or because he couldn't swallow this breath, Bai Yang would fight San Wu to the end. However, the unconvinced Bai Yang had quietly changed his mind at this time. Change.
Bai Yang, who has been famous for a long time, now encounters San Wu who is young and has a similar level of cultivation to himself. Naturally, he feels a little unhappy. Now that San Wu is at a disadvantage, how can Bai Yang be reconciled? The brown-black crutch in his hand was held horizontally behind him, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly running. As a monk in the Yuanying realm, he had endless methods, and he would not only use these three-legged cat methods.
The black spiritual light kept beating on Bai Yang's body, each time it was released from the body, and then floated on the surface of the body. Finally, a strange scene slowly formed. Bai Yang's body was slowly dyed with a layer of black spiritual light, which stuck to the body. It was thick and strange, and it looked like he was clearly preparing to perform some special magic technique. After the previous confrontation, Bai Yang obviously didn't want to make any more tentative moves, and it was a direct killing move.
"You want to come, but I don't want to keep coming. In that case, take your time and I'll watch."
Sanwu pursed his lips helplessly, and then put the channeling Buddha beads directly on his wrist, and then his smiling face became solemn.
After finishing all this, Sanwu immediately clasped his hands together, placed his palms against each other, then moved his legs and ran towards Baiyang. As he ran, his body seemed to contain some violent spiritual energy.
Seeing that Sanwu, who was not far away from me, was getting closer and closer to me, Bai Yang still made no movement, but continued to use his magic skills, with one hand across my crutch and his back behind him, his body still upright and motionless. .
At this time, Sanwu's dangerous figure was less than ten meters away from him, but Bai Yang still didn't move, and the wrinkled and dry skin on his face had become tight. He was also racing for time, and the spell he cast was about to Be prepared. If he catches Sanwu before he rushes over, he can succeed. Otherwise, if he chooses to avoid resistance now that he sees Sanwu running towards him, then all the efforts he made just now will be wasted, and the opportunity to seize will also be lost. Lost in vain.
Although Bai Yang can already feel the dangerous fluctuations in Sanwu's body, and also understands that Sanwu will not run towards him for no reason, and must have a purpose, Bai Yang is still betting to see whether he will be the first. Successful release of magic spell, or three no first strikes.
All the eyes of the monks watching were focused on the two of them. After all, the two of them had endless tricks and the highest level of strength. When they moved their hands, they were extremely exciting, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone's pupils condensed and dilated at this moment, and then contracted again, because Sanwu and Bai Yang's race against time finally came to fruition at this moment!
In the end, Sanwu got the upper hand and came to a place five meters away from Bai Yang. At this time, Bai Yang's face turned grim. It seemed that the spell had been completed and was about to be released. Sanwu who saw this scene The legs that had originally wanted to continue running forward immediately retracted and stood still. The spiritual power fluctuations that had been contained in the body completely poured out from all sides of the body.
I saw a Laughing Buddha shadow that was similar to Zhao Jiuge's body, sitting cross-legged, shrouded around Sanwu's body, and tightly wrapped Sanwu's body. There was an essential difference between this Buddha shadow and the body of Sanwu Holy Body, and Sanwu had his hands clasped together and looked pretty, but his eyes were slightly closed with kind eyes. As soon as he appeared, layers of golden Buddha light rippled around Sanwu's body.
As Sanwu's clasped hands spread out, he pinched his fingers, and a dazzling light curtain directly wrapped him and Bai Yang tightly. Those light curtains covered almost dozens of square meters around the two of them. The light curtain is looming, but the flowing light is particularly dazzling under the night. If you look carefully, you will find that the halos that flow around the light curtain from time to time are actually gold-patterned dragons!
After Sanwu released these things, people felt that it was strange that such a powerful thing could emit such strong spiritual power fluctuations, but it had no lethality at all. Bai Yang felt cold at first, and then saw that he had nothing After the strange movement, he felt happy again and quickly released the magic spell he had prepared.
And the formation that Sanmu used was basically a magic formation inherited from a master, called Fudo Ming King Golden Lotus Formation! In fact, Buddhism also has magic and sword formations, but it is generally not known to people. This magic formation has no other use. It has a first-class effect when used to protect trapped people.
As for the flame that Sanwu had in the Nascent Soul Realm before, it was called the Buddha Fire. It was a specific flame produced after practicing Buddhist techniques. Depending on how strong a person is in cultivation, one can tell a person bit by bit from these techniques and magic weapons. The background of human beings, and San Wu is obviously not a mortal.
The entire light curtain tightly enveloped Baiyang and Sanwu within the tens of square meters, forming a pillar of light. There was a faint golden dragon wandering on the light curtain, and there were golden lotuses falling and spinning downwards in the light pillar. The monks who were watching were shocked. Just from this formation, they knew that this move was not something ordinary people could perform.
Even Bai Yang was actually shocked in his heart, but at this moment, he had no choice but to shoot. At this moment, he was inside the golden light curtain and had a depressing feeling in his heart. At this moment, Bai Yang gritted his teeth and, wrapped in the strange black aura, he raised the crutch in his hand high and then spun it violently. With every rotation, he could clearly see that his own cultivation was constantly increasing. With every increase, the crutch in his hand was swung directly towards Sanwu, who was five meters away.
And every time Bai Yang waved, the strange black aura wrapped around his body became strangely faint. It turned out that this magic method looked at its own spiritual power to first accumulate strength, and then used it all at once to increase the spiritual power, but it only consumed it. It is also several times the normal amount, and it also has certain sequelae. This seemingly powerful method is actually not that good, but it is still a method, so where can ordinary monks get it? Even after the rubbish magic is spread, those casual cultivators will treat it as a treasure.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
Countless crisp sounds were heard, which were caused by the rotation of Bai Yang and the waving of the spiritual weapon crutches in his hands, hitting the phantom of the Laughing Buddha around Sanwu's body, but Sanwu was motionless, not even a bit. It felt like it was obvious that all attacks were blocked by the shadow that enveloped his body.
This Fudo Myoyo Golden Lotus Formation is really domineering. Not only can it withstand such a domineering and permanent attack, even Bai Yang himself cannot leave this light curtain, and the range of spatial activities is only a few dozen square meters.