013-09-03
Lei Tingchan's face became increasingly pale, as fair as mutton-fat white jade without any variegation, and his long and beautiful brows were furrowed, obviously struggling to support himself.
"This is actually keeping his strength. He is gradually transferring the pressure to Lei Tingchan." Others may not be able to see anything, but Ding Hao's fifth-level consciousness and seventh sense are so abnormal, I'm afraid not They belong to some strong people in the Martial King Realm, so after listening to it for a while, they understood the key points.
Why did he do this
If you want to see Tears Tingchan make a fool of yourself, all you have to do is not help him in the first place. Why go to all the trouble of beating around the bush
Is it a group? This is even more impossible. Yuansheng Sect has strict rules and it is absolutely impossible to collude with demons.
Ding Hao's mind was instantly filled with countless big question marks.
at this time-
"Ding Hao, why haven't you taken action yet?" The voice of the Holy Son of Meteor came from the battle group, with a sinister provocative tone: "Is there any shady dealings between you and these two monsters?"
Ding Hao frowned and said nothing.
"This piece of music was taught to him by Ding Hao." Bi Xia's voice also came from the battle circle.
At this time, only Ding Hao, Jiang Disheng and three others were left.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ding Hao.
Jiang Disheng represents Qingping Academy, and the sects on the surface are all in the Qingping Academy camp. It is naturally impossible for them to mock Jiang Disheng, but they have already taken action on behalf of Yuansheng Sect. Even if they sit there all the time, no one will say anything. .
Among the young top masters, Ding Hao, who represented the Wenjian Sect, had no intention of taking action from the beginning to the end. Moreover, what Bi Xia said was the truth. It was indeed passed on by Ding Hao. Everyone saw this matter. In addition, the previous two The Great Demon King's attitude towards Ding Hao is slightly ambiguous, which can't help but make people think.
"Ding Hao, I heard that you have mastered magical powers, so of course you don't need the essence and blood of Kui Niu. You come and hold down this bull demon. We will take care of it from the side and kill it. This can be regarded as an attack for the human race and clears the suspicion on you. "The voice of the Holy Son of Meteorite came out from the battle circle with a strange smile.
Ding Hao's face was expressionless and he didn't make any response.
"Ding Hao, you are not deliberately letting go. Let these two big monsters go. It is rumored that you have been secretly colluding with the monster clan and raising a pet cat monster. It seems to be true. I really don't know what happened to the Sword Sect. To tolerate people like you is really a harbor of evil!" The voice of the Holy Son of Meteor Star fluctuated from left to right, erratically, fanning the flames and mocking Ding Hao.
Clang!
The long sword clanged, Ding Hao's eyes burst with divine light, and his figure disappeared instantly.
"Ah, Ding Hao, you..." The voice of the Holy Son of Meteor came from the battle circle, followed by an angry roar.
The next moment, Ding Hao's figure returned to the chair. The tip of the rusty sword slowly slid down with a drop of red blood. He sneered: "Say it again, and I will pierce your dog's head next time."
The angry roar of the Fallen Star Saint came from the battle circle, but he said nothing more.
Obviously he was afraid of Ding Hao.
This sword showed Ding Hao's force field. He was definitely not a silent person. When he went crazy, it was terrifying.
No one thought that at this time, Ding Hao actually dared to attack the Holy Son of Meteor Star. It was really crazy. However, everyone could see that Ding Hao was just teaching the Holy Son of Meteor Star a lesson. Otherwise, the sudden attack just now would have been so silent. With the breathless assassination move, the Holy Son of Meteor was more than just scratching his skin.
Ding Hao finally took action after warning the Holy Son of Meteor who was fanning the flames with his sword.
With his index finger deep inside, orange flames danced on his fingertips, and he slowly wrote a few lines of words one stroke at a time in the void -
The body is a bodhi tree.
The heart is like a mirror.
Wipe frequently.
Keep away from dust.
With each stroke, the orange flames will condense in the void, waiting for the last stroke of the word 'E' to fall. In the sky are twenty blazing Chinese character inscriptions, a solemn, solemn, holy and flawless atmosphere. , spread among these twenty words.
Jiang Disheng and the Holy Maiden Yuansheng did not participate in the battle. They observed the most carefully, with a look of surprise on their faces. According to rumors, Ding Hao, in addition to his swordsmanship, also had some experience in the art of inscription, but Now it seems that it is not just as simple as dabbling. Taking into account the ice crystal light wall and the flaming inscriptions in front of you, using the knife as a pen and the finger as a pen, this amazing method can only be used by those inscription masters with extremely advanced cultivation. Come out
"go!"
Ding Hao gave a soft drink and pushed lightly with his palm, and twenty Chinese character inscriptions turned into flying meteors, which instantly landed next to Lei Tingchan.
The yellow flames created a strange resonance in an instant. The Sanskrit sounds, which were at an absolute disadvantage, were like a small flame falling from the oil pan. They boiled and burned uncontrollably. In an instant, the Sanskrit sounds were loud and chanted from the mouth. The sound of chanting vibrated like a yellow bell, lingering, and the aura of compassion, holiness and solemnity became more and more intense, faintly, as if there was a Buddha singing in the air.
Such changes obviously exceeded everyone's expectations.
It's simply a miracle.
Tingchan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, trembled slightly, as if he had encountered something incredible. Surprise was written on his beautiful and unparalleled face, but in the end he did not open his eyes, but slightly pointed in the direction of Ding Hao. nod.
In addition to the surprise on the other side, a hint of gloom flashed across the handsome face shrouded in glory.
He stopped playing the flute and sat quietly back next to the man with a slightly playful expression.
He couldn't help but say "Eh", and couldn't help but look at Ding Hao with admiration again. Although there were no eyes in his eyes, it gave people the impression that he could see everything. This song had already surprised this old demon, Nowadays, this Chinese character inscription that is completely different from fire and water can actually resonate with the Sanskrit chanting by the Wu Nian Buddhists. This can only mean one thing -
Ding Hao also has a deep understanding of Buddhist magical powers.
In the Endless Continent, the magical powers of Buddhism and Taoism form a system of their own, which is very different from the martial arts of ordinary sects and aristocratic families. The subtleties are closer to skills, especially the Buddhist magical powers and combat skills, which have profound and profound knowledge behind them. Supported by the origins of Buddhist scriptures, many amazingly powerful Buddhist combat techniques require certain knowledge of Buddhist scriptures before they can be used. Ding Hao was born in the Wenjian Sect, a pure swordsmanship sect, and the inscriptions he mastered can actually be compared with Sanskrit music. Water emulsion. Blending, in the eyes of many people, is simply incredible.