Spirit pattern!
In the middle of these two golden spiritual lines, there is a third, much thinner, pale golden spiritual pattern faintly emerging.
A heaven-destroying aura that made everyone want to surrender surged out of Guichen's body. He slowly raised one of his arms and slapped it forward.
With one palm, the shadow of a palm that was as huge as a mountain and completely covered this space flew up and fell in the direction of everyone.
Under this palm, the surrounding air moved sideways in the direction of everyone, as if the entire world had been moved away by this palm.
Behind the palm shadow, a huge Maitreya phantom slowly emerged. It was just a phantom, but it made this palm look like it contained everything in the world.
Buddhist Vacuum Mudra!
The countless attacks flying in front of me had barely hit the handprints, and most of them had been shattered under the terrifying pressure of the handprints.
The next moment, the handprint fell, and the attacks in the sky completely shattered the moment they came into contact with the handprint!
The hand seals dispersed the attacks one after another, and the strength was slightly reduced, but he continued to fall with overwhelming force.
This handprint is so big that it completely covers this area of space.
Everyone wanted to dodge when they saw the falling handprints, but before they could leave the range of this space, the handprints had already landed on them.
With one blow, everyone felt that their souls seemed to be shattered at this moment.
An endless aura rushed in like a sea wave, causing everyone's bodies to fly backwards uncontrollably.
All those who had just taken action, without exception, suffered heavy losses under this palm!
"Spirit pattern... he... he is Hou Jing!"
"These are two spiritual patterns, and there seems to be a third spiritual pattern!"
"He... he has appeared in the Holy Tomb before. At that time, he was just a quasi-marquis. In other words, he had just broken through. Not long after he broke through, he was almost condensing the third spiritual pattern!"
Everyone looked at the young monk as if nothing had happened, and then retracted his palm after one palm, and everyone's hearts were filled with turmoil.
This kid, judging from his age, is only eighteen or nineteen, just twenty years old at most, but he is already in the realm of a marquis, and he is probably not far away from being awarded the title of marquis.
With such strength at such a young age, Zheng Shiyi is probably the only one in the entire chaos who can compare with him.
No, even Zheng Shiyi is probably not better than him. After all, Zheng Shiyi is still condensing the golden elixir of martial arts and has not yet entered the Hou Realm, but he is already the Hou Realm!
Hou Jing, the monk in front of him turned out to be Hou Jing. If he wanted to protect Zheng Shiyi, it would be useless no matter how many of them they had.
When a Hou Jing faces a Hou Jing, even a Quanhou will be completely crushed!
Guichen fought off the crowd, but without even looking at them, he gently raised his legs and kicked on the ground, rising into the air and flying towards the direction of the Sword Mastering Sect.
From a distance, you can see a figure flying quickly from the other direction at the door of the Sword Master Sect.
This figure seemed to feel someone was watching, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction where Guichen flew from.
The two looked at each other.
Hou Jing!
As they looked at each other, the middle-aged man on the other side with a deep scar across his cheek looked slightly stern and his expression became serious. Who is this little monk
In Hou Jing, among the chaos, there seems to be no monk in Hou Jing, let alone such a young monk.
Is this kid from another region? Is he also here for Zheng Shiyi
A monk, is he a member of Qing Wenjiao
If that's the case, that would be a bit troublesome.
There should be no other Hou Realm here. If he was the only Hou Realm, Zheng Shiyi would definitely be captured by him. But now there is another Hou Realm coming, and he doesn't know what his strength is.
However, it was impossible for such a young Hou Jing to stop him. The worst he could do was kill him and then capture Zheng Shiyi, fearing that the other party was from the Qing Wenjiao.
People of Qing Wenjiao cannot be killed casually.
"I, Po Luan Hou, I wonder who this friend is?" Po Luan Hou took the initiative to speak, and at the same time secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that the other party should really be a member of the Qing Wenjiao. If so, I will first cooperate with him to seize Zheng Shiyi's adventure. , and at the same time find out the other party’s true strength.
If you are completely sure of killing the opponent, you can kill the opponent yourself and dominate Zheng Shiyi's adventure!
"Qingwenjiao, Guichen." Guichen clasped his hands together and asked with a faint smile on his face: "Are you going to kill Zheng Shiyi?"
"That's right, you want to come to Master Guichen too?" Hou Poluan also said with a smile.
"Yes, and no." Guichen had a smile on his face, but two golden spiritual patterns on his body suddenly shot out. Vast spiritual energy burst out from his body and surged forward. The Mantra Buddha Sword in the scabbard was affected by the spiritual energy. The stimulus flew out of the scabbard and fell into the hand.
In an instant, Guichen's aura changed drastically. He was still the same person, still that young face, still that somewhat delicate face. There was even a faint smile on his face, but at this moment, he looked like It is like a Dharma Protector Arhat that is rumored to protect the Dharma, exuding a majestic appearance.
With one strike of the sword, a ray of Buddha's light soared into the sky from his body, and the golden sword light flew up.
It is obviously a Buddha light, but there is no trace of tranquility or peace in this Buddha light. On the contrary, this Buddha light is filled with endless chilling air.
It seemed that this entire space was frozen by this murderous aura at this moment.
The sword light cut through the air, and the space in front suddenly split open, and the sword light flew down in front of Hou Poluan in an instant.
"The energy of the two golden elixirs is almost as high as the third energy of the golden elixir!"
A look of surprise flashed through Hou Poluan's eyes. This little monk was so young and had already achieved such a level of cultivation. Unfortunately, he was facing himself, the one who had the title of Marquis.
Originally, it was difficult for him to take action because the other party was from the Qing Wenjiao, but now that the other party made the first move, he couldn't blame himself for his counterattack and severely injuring the other party.
"go!"
Within Hou Poluan's body, four cyan spiritual patterns burst out, and a surging aura surged out. With a wave of his big hand, the domineering aura surged out, and a big hand pressed down like a black cloud to suppress this man. The whole world is completely wrapped in it.
For just a moment, the whole world seemed to fall into darkness.
In the darkness, a bright light suddenly burst out, flashed out from the black clouds, and a bright light appeared, and then the middle of the black clouds suddenly split.
It seemed like a rainbow flashed across the sky, and the black clouds completely split in the middle.
The sword light cut through the black clouds, and at the same time, the edge of the sword light was slowly corroded and slowly dissipated.
He broke his own attack!
Hou Poluan looked at the black clouds that had completely dissipated in the sky, and was shocked. He had four spiritual patterns, and the young monk opposite only had two and a half spiritual patterns, but the young monk actually defeated his attack.
Guichen cut off Poluanhou's attack with one strike, and quickly stepped forward, getting close to Poluanhou, and slashed at Poluanhou one after another with the long knife in his hand.
For a moment, he actually had the upper hand and completely suppressed Po Luan Hou.
Within the Sword Control Sect.
Zheng Shiyi ran forward while running the Qianyang Great Sun Demonic Skill at high speed.
The Qianyang Great Sun Demonic Skill is the top skill of the Demonic Cult. As it operates, the demonic energy originally suppressed in his left arm surges outward again. Slowly, the left half of his body once again transforms into It was pitch black, and even the evil energy had a tendency to spread to all parts of the body.
In particular, the dantian in the body has even been occupied by the demonic energy at this time, turning it into a pitch black color. Even the martial arts golden elixir has a dark color.
not good.
If I practice the Qianyang Great Sun Demonic Skill and enter the Marquis, wouldn't I be completely transformed into a demon
Zheng Shiyi's heart trembled. He controlled the martial arts elixir and demonic energy in his body and rushed towards his left arm. He wanted to re-seal the martial arts elixir and demonic energy into his left arm. Only in this way could he prevent himself from being completely demonized. , in order to prevent yourself from falling into the devil again without knowing when.
Although now due to the influence of the condensed martial arts golden elixir, the speed has been greatly reduced.
"There's a lot of noise over there, someone is fighting... and it should be a powerful person from the Hou realm."
Zheng Shiyi felt the explosions coming from the distance, turned around, and ran in the other direction. Finally, he slowly escaped from the scope of the Sword Controlling Sect, and he could even vaguely see a person in the distance. A mass of fog.
"Zheng Shiyi!"
"Boy, it's really here!"
As soon as Zheng Shiyi left the scope of the Sword Controlling Sect, figures in front of him quickly surrounded him.
"Sure enough, the people from the Sword Master Sect still didn't stop him, but this gave us an advantage!"
"Let's do it. Whoever can grab Zheng Shiyi depends on his ability."
Dozens of people, every one of them in the chaotic city is a top master, all of them have reached the level of Quanhou. public
As soon as everyone saw Zheng Shiyi appearing, they didn't give Zheng Shiyi any time to think. They immediately launched an attack. Auras of those at the peak of Quanhou or the third level of Soul Refining Realm rose up, and attacks fell towards Zheng Shiyi one after another.
They are just from a few sects in the chaotic city, or some smaller families. Their status is far inferior to that of the Sword Controlling Sect, and they dare not offend the Sword Controlling Sect.
They knew very well that if they rushed into the Sword Controlling Sect to capture Zheng Shiyi, even with their strength they would not be able to catch Zheng Shiyi or snatch him away. They would definitely be jointly attacked by the three major sects. After all, the three major sects have always been hostile to the outside world. It's united. They would also offend the Sword Controlling Sect by breaking into the Sword Controlling Sect without permission.
But it would be different if they were outside. This was not within the scope of the Sword Controlling Sect, and if the Sword Controlling Sect's people could rush out like Zheng Shiyi, I'm afraid their masters would be entangled. This was their best chance.
One after another figures launched attacks at the same time. For a moment, sword energy, sword light, gun shadows, and palm shadows all fell in the sky. From a distance, the number of attacks was like a heavy rain in a strong wind, covering this entire space. Completely covered, Zheng Shiyi had no place to completely dodge.
Countless attacks fell, and this space trembled crazily, as if it would collapse at any time.
(End of chapter)