Wonderland

Chapter 314 Samadhi True Fire
The purple awns in the purple-haired youth's eyes flickered a few times.

This scene fell into Lin Xueying's eyes, and it was also caught in Xiao Lin's eyes.

Obviously, the purple-haired youth was not really indifferent to the fall of the gray-robed man. Losing one of the four Foundation Establishment Dzogchen puppets would reduce his combat power a lot.

But for some reason, the purple-haired youth still didn't do anything, but frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something?
"Junior Brother Hao, go and kill Junior Brother Wang. The two black-robed men will be handed over to me and Junior Brother Song first." Junior Brother Wang was driving the flying sword, attacking him, and a chill appeared on his face.

After being controlled by the magic spirit control skill, one can no longer be regarded as a living person. After all, even the primordial spirit can be assimilated. will become an idiot.

So the brawny man has already made up his mind to kill that junior brother Wang, and in his opinion, as long as he kills his junior brother Wang, then the three of them will deal with the two gray-robed men.

The chances of winning are relatively high, and he also thinks that he has seen the situation clearly. As long as the purple-haired youth doesn't make a move, his five fellow disciples obviously don't intend to make a move.

This made the strong man full of doubts. Could it be that the five senior sisters Zhu were left behind by the Chiyang ancestor?After the six of them couldn't get the innate demon stone, did they try to snatch it?
That is to say, the six of them are likely to be used by Chiyang Patriarch as scapegoats.

This made him grit his teeth with hatred for Patriarch Chiyang in his heart, but he was helpless, and he also knew that this was the sorrow of low-level monks.

"Okay." The old man heard the words, without the slightest hesitation, pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon beside him, turned into a huge red light, and shot towards the monk surnamed Wang.

When the monk surnamed Wang saw the huge red light shooting towards him, he had an evil smile on his face, and he was not afraid at all. He pointed at the khaki-colored long sword beside him, and the long sword turned into a ray of light, facing the hook. Shaped instrument.

At the same time, a pitch-black demonic energy began to emerge from his body. With a slight sway, it turned into a beam of magical light and shot towards the old man surnamed Hao. The speed was extremely fast, and he was less than three feet in front of the old man surnamed Hao in the blink of an eye.

The eyelids of the old man surnamed Hao twitched violently, and his old face became paler and paler. He had witnessed the scene where his Junior Brother Wang was charged with spirit demon skills and was controlled in an instant.

Naturally, he didn't dare to repeat the same mistakes. He backed away quickly, and he didn't forget to slap the pouch on his waist, and a yellow talisman floated out of it.

As soon as the talisman floated up, it burned automatically, and then a golden light flashed lightly. The monk surnamed Wang was chasing after him. When he saw the golden light at first sight, he wanted to dodge with all his strength.

But his speed was extremely fast, superimposed with the speed of the golden light, it only made him turn his body slightly, the golden light flashed, and the small half of his arm broke off at the elbow, the section was as smooth as a mirror, and it was covered with a faint golden light.

"Qiang~" After cutting off half of the arm of the monk surnamed Wang, the golden light showed its shape. It turned out to be a golden flying knife about a foot long, which hit a rock not far away, bursting into a sky-filled explosion. The golden aura disappeared.

The monk surnamed Wang had half of his arm cut off, and there was no sign of pain on his face, but the evil smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

The whole body was wrapped in black demonic energy, and with a slight flash, he shot towards the old man surnamed Hao again.

The old man surnamed Hao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he had already started a real fire. He knew very well that if he couldn't completely kill this junior brother Wang, then he would be the one who fell here today.

However, after being controlled by the accused spirit demon skill, the combat power of this junior brother Wang has not decreased but increased instead, and the spirit control magic skill is very tricky and weird. Control it, and then it will become a puppet in human form, just like Junior Brother Wang.

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Hao stopped keeping his hands away. He patted his waist pocket, and a yellow talisman flew out of it again. Looking at this yellow talisman, the old man surnamed Hao couldn't help but twitched, showing a Painful expression.

Seeing the wind, the yellow talisman ignited spontaneously, and then turned into a ball of pale golden light, which disappeared in a flash.

Junior brother Wang, who was rushing towards the old man surnamed Hao, suddenly had streaks of golden light criss-crossing around him, enveloping him in the blink of an eye, and those streaks of golden light also turned into a golden cage.

Seeing that his talisman worked, the old man surnamed Hao didn't feel the slightest excitement. Instead, his face became more serious. He pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon from a distance, and the hook-shaped magic weapon turned into a huge aura, flying towards the junior brother Wang. go.

At the same time, the old man surnamed Hao thought for a while, gritted his teeth secretly, took out a dark red thumb-sized ball from the storage bag again, and threw it at that junior brother Wang without thinking.

Trapped in the golden cage, Junior Brother Wang had a ferocious expression flashing on his face, and devil faces appeared on his body, rushing towards the cage in all directions.

"Bang bang bang." The faces of the people collided with the cage, causing the cage to glow with golden light, and some of the golden light began to bend.

Obviously, this golden cage can't trap him for too long, and the old man surnamed Hao didn't intend to trap him permanently, but just bought time for himself to use his lore.

With a "click", the light on the golden cage began to break.

The monk surnamed Wang had a ferocious smile on his face, and he stared at the old man surnamed Hao viciously. His expression seemed to want to eat him alive, and Xiao Lin and the others who looked at him were secretly startled.

With a light flick, the dark red bead turned into a dark red streamer and shot towards that Junior Brother Wang.

That junior brother Wang naturally saw all this in his eyes, and the ferocious expression on his face became more and more terrifying, and the few remaining golden rays of "bang bang bang" were all wiped off by him.

But before he had time to use his body skills to dodge, a huge hook-shaped aura and a dark red streamer had already reached the top of his head and in front of him.

A huge devil's face sprang out from the top of his head, collided with the hook-shaped aura, and the two-color aura suddenly scattered, and the dark red bead also burst out suddenly.

A large area of ​​three-color flames directly enveloped the junior brother Wang within three feet, and the flames shot out, and even Xiao Lin and others who were tens of feet away could clearly sense the scorching breath.

"Samadhi True Fire?" Xiao Lin exclaimed in surprise. He was extremely surprised that this old man surnamed Hao actually practiced Samadhi True Fire.

It takes time and effort to cultivate the Samadhi True Fire, and once it enters the Golden Core Stage, the Samadhi True Fire will be completely useless, so very few foundation-building monks will practice the Samadhi True Fire.

But very few people practiced it. It doesn't mean that the real fire of samadhi is not strong. Among the monks in the foundation building period, the real fire of samadhi is a very sharp means of fighting the enemy.

It will be reduced to ashes almost in the blink of an eye. In terms of the scorching heat of the flames, it even exceeds the fireball condensed by Xiao Lin's Dzogchen-level Great Fireball Technique.

The dark red ball sent by the old man surnamed Hao, in Xiao Lin's view, should be similar to the blue ball sent out by the strong man before, and they all compressed and condensed some of their own power through the method of cohesion.

After several years of hard work, the power was compressed into the ball, and when fighting with the enemy, he was able to turn the tide of the battle by surprise.

Under the real fire of samadhi, that junior brother Wang was reduced to ashes without even screaming, and completely disappeared.

After beheading that Junior Brother Wang, the old man surnamed Hao pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon that was blown out, and it turned into a hook-shaped spiritual light several feet long, and shot at a gray-robed man more than ten feet away. .

When the strong man saw this scene, his face showed ecstasy, and the long sword beside him shot out at the same time, and together with the hook-shaped magic weapon of the old man surnamed Hao, he attacked a man in gray robe.

Seeing this, the purple awn in the eyes of the purple-haired youth flashed past, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the originally calm face of the gray-robed man who was besieged by the two.

With a sway of his body, a large piece of black demonic energy dispersed, and his body had already shot to a position less than three feet in front of the old man surnamed Hao.

The face of the old man surnamed Hao also showed a hint of ferocity. The hook-shaped magic weapon had long been compressed to the size of three feet, and it fell from the sky and fell towards the top of the gray-robed man's head.

Although the gray-robed man was already close to the old man surnamed Hao, as long as he took a step forward, he would be pierced through the skull by the hook-shaped magic weapon that fell from the sky.

The old man surnamed Hao showed a playful expression on his face, and was about to take out something from the storage bag again.

The gray-robed man grinned grimly, and then dragged a beam of magic light from his body, and suddenly shot in front of the old man surnamed Hao.

"Pu Chi." The hook-shaped magic weapon descended from the sky, directly splitting the gray-robed man in half from the middle of his forehead, and the two halves of the separated body were also stirred into a rain of blood by a golden light that followed.

But from the rain of blood all over the sky, a pitch-black face burst out, with a ferocious smile, and it threw itself into the arms of the old man surnamed Hao.

The old man surnamed Hao was frightened out of his wits at this moment, and under the frantic stimulation of mana, he turned into a shield of spiritual light and wrapped him in it.

But immediately afterwards, with a "bang~", the aura shield was directly smashed by the black face, and then the face directly drilled into the chest of the old man surnamed Hao, and disappeared.

The face of the old man surnamed Hao turned pale, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes. He glanced at the hook-shaped magic weapon that was close at hand, and his mind moved.

The hook-shaped magic weapon flew directly to his neck, circled around lightly, and amidst the spray of blood, a ball of khaki aura the size of a washbasin rose from the sky, and with a shrill scream, it was about to come towards him. Time to go and fly.

The old man surnamed Hao is also a light-hearted man. The moment he was accused of entering the body, he directly chose to dissolve, allowing the primordial spirit to escape.

But just as the old man surnamed Hao's Yuanshen flew a distance of ten feet, a big hand exuding black magic light suddenly fell from the sky, and directly grabbed the khaki aura into his hand.

Then he shrank back towards the purple-haired youth.

(End of this chapter)