Because of the fear of Zongba's unknown depth of Buddha's light attack, all the demons did not appear on the stage, and the masters of both sides did their own hands, and both used the most powerful killing moves.
This fight in the depths of the dense forest was earth-shattering, and the space shock caused by the stellar energy could be clearly felt hundreds of miles away.
The birds in the mountains were frightened and the beasts ran wildly. Even a congenital level expert would be injured internally by the bulging air when he stepped within five miles. Before he knew it, his body would go limp and fall and died.
There was even an unlucky guy who watched from the top of a tree ten miles away, but was cut to pieces by the broken sword gang.
Song Bieli's sword qi fell like peach blossoms, and bounced off the falling giant palms one by one. Before he could fight back, Yan Jueling's Wuqi Chaoyuan sword struck from in front of him again.
Amidst the cold snort, Song Bieli intentionally exerted pulling force, and the strange stellar energy was immediately entangled with Yan Jueling's stellar energy like a tarsal maggot, and at the same time, he pulled back suddenly, intending to draw Yan Jueling away. to the side.
If Yan Jueling and Song Bie were close to each other, King Jundali Ming's intensive and violent attacks would definitely be ineffective.
Although Song Bieli was old and cunning, Yan Jueling was by no means an easy person. As soon as he sensed the other party's intentions, he immediately performed his magical skills, and suddenly a peach blossom bloomed above his head, and the petals twirled.
Song Bieli shuddered secretly, turned the blade of the sword in his hand, and stabbed Yan Jueling's heart again.
Unexpectedly, the second peach blossom bloomed on top of Yan Jueling's head, and the multi-colored rays of light flashed on his body, forcibly blocking Song Bieli's fatal sword.
Song Bieli looked horrified, and hurriedly drew his sword to leave, but he didn't expect that the opponent's stellar energy would stick to the sword, and he couldn't break free immediately.
At the same time, the third peach blossom on the top of Yan Jueling's head bloomed, and the whole body burst into multicolored rays of light. Within a range of three feet, waves of multicolored rays of light rose, and finally converged into a strange peach blossom-shaped sword energy.
"[Three Flowers Gathering the Top Magic Art]!?"
Song Bieli's expression finally changed, and the tip of the "Peach Blossom Drunken" sword in his palm suddenly shattered, and an extremely violent qi condensed in the narrow space, attacking Yan Jueling's sword qi.
Attack the strong with the strong!
Song Bieli expected that his lightness kung fu would not be able to get rid of the opponent's attack in the first place, so he did the opposite, using his strongest sword move to challenge him, using his aura that was much higher than Yan Jueling's to suppress the opponent and break the opponent's attack. hit him with the strongest blow, and even took his life.
At this moment, Yan Jueling's eyes also brightened.
The outcome of life and death is at this moment.
hum—
The light cluster full of destructive aura breaks into the flowers. Although the multicolored glow is strong, it still can't stop the destructive power of condensation;
Yan Jueling snorted coldly, the peach blossoms made of colorful rays of light bloomed, restrained—
After flowering comes fruit.
The most outstanding representative of the two generations of swordsmen, their strongest move finally collided with one place, a hint of arrogant smile appeared on Song Bieli's face, while Yan Jueling frowned, secretly startled.
As expected, he was still a bit worse than his opponent.
The "Peach Blossom Drunk" burst from the tip of the sword, wrapped in a powerful destructive energy, pierced Yan Jueling's chest, and the colorful rays of light along the way couldn't resist the slightest bit, but at this critical moment, Song Bieli, who was ecstatic, suddenly frowned. Wrinkled, and then screamed, the whole person jumped up like a rabbit that stepped on the switch.
A dagger that stabbed Song Bieli's foot then retracted to the ground.
Then, he stabbed at the place where Song Bieli was about to land, and ran towards Song Bieli's feet...
Song Bieli looked down and ignored the front, and while he was panting, Yan Jueling's unique move finally caught him in!
boom-
Huge destructive energy was released during the level-up, Song Bie was thrown flying on his back, the clothes on his chest were shattered, five sword marks were wounded to the bone, and blood flowed in the air...
A figure rushed over at the right time, hugged Song Bieli's body in the air, turned around sharply, and comforted him to the ground.
Beiming Wudi finally arrived.
Yan Jueling and the others hurriedly retreated, finally opened a safe distance, and began to breathe heavily.
They succeeded, and before Beiming Wudi came, they finally severely injured a master of heaven, so that the situation would not reach the point of defeat.
At the other end, Xing Wuwei knocked Meng Yuanyun back with a stick, and turned back to land beside Song Bieli and Beiming Wudi, with an extremely ugly expression on his face, "Old Song, can you still do it?"
Song Bieli's face turned livid, and he shook his head with difficulty.
On the other side, Meng Yuanyun took a few steps back, staggering unceasingly, the monk holding the precepts hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he shook his head with a miserable smile.
Everyone's faces were pale, and it was obvious that Meng Yuanyun was powerless for a while.
Both sides lost their generals, but the situation was slightly inferior to Momen.
"Zongba must be killed." Song Bieli's eyes were firm.
Beiming Wudi's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice: "There are still powerful enemies around..."
Song Bieli was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed drastically, and finally he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xing Wuwei's face was gloomy, he was hesitating whether to back…
Woo, woo...
The horn sounded, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes came quickly.
The warriors of Sihai Pavilion finally came under the constant travel of Mr. Cao Ge day and night...
Xing Wuwei secretly sighed, and ordered: "Retreat."
Peng!
The flames were everywhere, and the masters in the magic sect finally returned without success.
"Don't relax, protect the Living Buddha..." Sun Kun roared loudly.
The reinforcements helped several people onto their horses and retreated slowly.
From the moment he received Zongba Living Buddha to the time he was sent to Ye Qingxuan's side, several people guarded him day and night, and they never let up.
…
After a few days.
Inside the Xiaoyaowang Mansion in Kaifeng Mansion.
Living Buddha Zongba slowly withdrew his thumb that was pressed between Ye Qingxuan's eyebrows, looked at dozens of concerned eyes around him, smiled slightly, and said, "It can be saved."
The room suddenly cheered, and the sound was like thunder.
"Happy King" Huangfu Yanzhao asked seriously: "Little living Buddha, what is the crux of Ye Shaoxia's disease?"
As soon as this question came out, everyone immediately listened.
After all, this involves the mystery of entering the realm of deification. If you can solve the mystery, it will be of great benefit to your practice.
Living Buddha Zongba smiled slightly, and explained calmly, as if saying: "Benefactor Ye's spiritual consciousness is different from ordinary people's strength, and he used the secret method of Buddhism to suppress the demons, so there is no obstacle in his promotion. But the smoother the promotion , indicating that the suppressed demon is stronger.
The road to break through to the realm of apotheosis, in addition to requiring the martial artist's own strength to meet the standard, is the most stringent requirement for spiritual consciousness. The method of Tantric practice is to cultivate the 'Vatican chakra', which is located in the void beyond the four fingers on the top of the human head.
If you want to practice the 'Vatican chakra', you must first get rid of the demons accumulated over the years. This requires the practice of the seventh mana consciousness. It's a pity that Ye Shizhu lacks skills, so his mental state is not perfect, and there is a loophole. If you practice with the method of ordinary warriors, it will take about ten years to slowly wear away the inner demons, and then successfully step into the realm of deification, but unfortunately, at the critical moment, Ye Shizhu lost his mind, and the inner demons that had been suppressed for many years instantly broke through the defense and occupied Physically and mentally, it even caused him a serious injury..."