The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 838 The Strongest Demon

Chapter [-]

Facing the combined attack of dozens of spiritual masters in his family, Qiu Tianduo had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for death. He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

However, a few breaths passed.

Qiu Tianduo didn't feel any sign that his body was being torn apart by the intense heat or powerful magic power.

how is this possible.

The speed of spells is faster than lightning.

I'm afraid that they can be torn into pieces without a single breath.

How come there is no pain for so long.

Could it be that the speed was so fast that he couldn't even feel the pain, so he died.

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly the eyeballs were rounded.

He saw a scene he will never forget.

I saw a figure several feet high, floating behind Long Xiaoshan, stepping into the void, covered in golden light, with three heads and six arms, like a golden armored celestial being, and all the spells bombarded him.

All were smashed into pieces by the six arms of the golden armor Tianzun.

At this time, Long Xiaoshan also had wide-open eyebrows and indifferent eyes, unlike human beings.

Qiu Tianduo has practiced Taoism for many years, and he has never seen such a mighty magic technique.

by comparison.

The techniques they use are simply like unrefined and trivial techniques.

It's like the difference between the steam locomotive a hundred years ago and the high-speed rail now.

Talk slowly.

In fact, it only takes a few breaths.

All the spells in the sky were blown away by the golden-armored god, leaving only the chaos in the heaven and earth disturbed by those spells. The whole valley was howling with strong winds, thunder and lightning, sometimes like a cold winter in March, sometimes like a scorching summer, almost like the end of the world.

The ordinary people watching in Yaowang Valley were even more panicked, terrified, and shocked.

It was the first time for them to see spiritual masters fighting.

In particular, the golden-armored god manifested by Long Xiaoshan, like a nine-day god, made people tremble and couldn't help crawling down.

"Brother, is he, is he a god?"

Song Siqi was completely stunned, and Song Jun was also very dazed, as if he didn't hear Song Siqi's words at all.

"This is a Buddhist technique!"

The elders of Yaowang Valley are not as ignorant as Song Siqi.

Seeing the golden armored god manifested by Long Xiaoshan, I thought of some similar spells in Buddhism.

"Could it be true that the rumors are true? The Long Bang said that he is a three-cultivator of Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts, a master of horizontal refining, a sixth-level spiritual master, and an early-stage earth-level. There really are such monsters in this world! Impossible!"

The owner of Medicine King Valley was shocked.

Of course they knew about Long Bang, and they had also read Long Bang's description of Long Xiaoshan's combat power.

It's just that they have also seen the video recording of the battle between Long Xiaoshan and Tang Honghu.

So I didn't take the Dragon List seriously.

After all, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

The dragon list can only be used as a reference, but that battle was real.

It can be seen that Long Xiaoshan's combat power.

on the other hand.

In the Hidden Gate, although there are those who practice both law and martial arts at the same time, they are already incomparably against the sky, because any one requires you to spend your whole life to achieve success, not to mention practicing both, history has already proved There are almost no successful people who practice both ways, and only a very small number of people can cultivate to the highest level in both martial arts, such as Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, so he is a god-man and a myth.

And those who practice Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts are unheard of.

In the vast history of Yinmen, there is no precedent for successful people.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, a heaven-defying demon talent who appears once in a thousand years, can only practice two ways at the same time.

Long Xiaoshan actually practiced Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts.

And have achieved great success.

Whether it is a master of horizontal refinement, a sixth-level spiritual master, or an early stage of the prefecture level, ordinary people can achieve the same in a lifetime, which is enough to dominate one side and become a giant in the hidden sect. Long Xiaoshan's weak crown age, if the three cultivations are really integrated.

That simply cannot be described as horror.

At this time, the owner of the Medicine King Valley seemed to have a hundred thousand muddy horses running wildly, what kind of monster did they get into in the Medicine King Valley?

But it's hard to get overwhelmed.

They have already torn skins with Long Xiaoshan.

So it's too late to ask for it.

Moreover, the conditions offered by Long Xiaoshan were really harsh, and Yaowanggu would never agree.

The owner of Medicine King Valley let out a stern voice: "Give it to me, hold him back."

Whoops!

Dozens of black shadows rushed out all around, but these black shadows were not like the pharmacists in Yaowang Valley, they were all dressed in the clothes of foreign affairs disciples, but different from ordinary foreign affairs disciples, these people seemed to have higher identities and stronger strength. very strong.

All of them are warriors above the Xuan level, and there are even half-step masters.

This is the background of Medicine King Valley.

Medicine King Valley is a big school of refining medicine, with abundant resources, in addition to being able to cultivate many powerful warriors themselves, it can also recruit many powerful warriors to serve them.

These warriors are the force reserve of Medicine King Valley.

After all, pharmacists have a noble status, and they seldom do hands-on work. They really have to do dirty work, and they still have to rely on the warriors they support.

The owner of Yaowang Valley didn't expect these martial arts experts in the valley to kill Long Xiaoshan.

He knew that was impossible.

The master cannot be compensated by quantity, otherwise the master would not have such a lofty status.

But even if Long Xiaoshan couldn't be killed, delaying for some time would be enough.

Some powerful spells are very time-consuming to prepare.

Facing the dozens of warriors rushing over, Long Xiaoshan took back the golden armored god. This is the magic form phantom that he has only recently condensed. He has only scratched the surface of the supernatural powers that are in harmony with the heavens and the earth, and it takes too much energy to use them.

Long Xiaoshan stood up, his eyes were indifferent, and he slammed out a palm.

boom!

A huge transparent palm print appeared in the void, rushing across, bang bang bang bang!

Wherever they pass, all warriors will have their tendons broken and their bones broken. In front of these transparent palm prints, those warriors, whether they use knives, swords, or fists, are like a mantis holding a chariot.

The warriors who rushed through were originally a fan-shaped encirclement.

Being directly hit by this palm, like a knife cutting butter, a channel was punched out from the middle.

The huge transparent palm print swept across these warriors, and it rushed tens of meters before dissipating in the air.

All the warriors who rushed over were stunned.

"die!"

A red-faced old man suddenly stood out from the crowd of warriors. Holding a golden ring knife, he slashed down fiercely, and a golden line of the knife cut down from the air, as if tearing apart the void.

Even the other people standing a few meters away felt their skin tingling, as if they were about to be split in half.

"What a powerful knife."

"It's the Venerable Golden Sword. He has been immersed in the way of the sword for many years. This sword is probably the pinnacle of his life. I'm afraid the master can compete with it in person."

A martial artist who knew the old man exclaimed.

Facing this knife that is almost a master.

Long Xiaoshan raised his eyes slightly, his expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest, he pinched his raised palm and pulled it back, as if drawing a round bow of a full moon.

Boom!

One punch!

(End of this chapter)