Wonderland

Chapter 884
The four auras gathered together at a height of thousands of feet, and then spread out, forming a flat and transparent mask with a length and width of thousands of feet.

Immediately after that, a semi-circular mask rose again from the flat transparent mask, forming a closed space.

After doing all this, the star ring flashed in Yulin Zhantian's hand, and a square jade tablet appeared in his hand. His palm stretched out, and the jade tablet immediately floated into the air. After rising to a height of tens of feet, Immediately start growing.

Soon, a jade tablet with a size of ten feet was formed. The jade tablet was divided into many small grids, and on each grid was a number.

Xiao Lin glanced roughly, and saw that the numbers above were twenty in total, from one character to twenty, and the twenty grids were also in four different colors, with five grids for each color.

They are yellow, red, green and gray respectively.

"According to the previous rules, the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong will choose the opponent first." Yulin Zhantian glanced at the other three and said in a deep voice.

At this time, Xiao Lin and other five people also came behind Yulin Zhantian, and the other three sects did the same, and the people who participated in the gambling battle also came to the central position.

After hearing the words, Song Qing stood up first, pointed at a bitter-faced [-]-year-old monk from the Tianzong of the ancient Western Pole Buddha, and said, "Song will choose the master?"

After speaking, Song Qing's body floated into the air, flew straight towards the mask in the sky, and soon passed through the mask and entered it.

This mask is like a huge semicircle, forming a transparent arena, and it covers a range of thousands of feet, even if it is a monk fighting in the late Yuanying period, it can be fully displayed.

A golden light flashed from the bitter monk's body, and then turned into a golden light that flew up into the sky, directly penetrated the mask, and landed in front of Song Qing.

"Amitabha, old monk Fayuan, don't know the name of the benefactor?"

The rules of the Millennium Grand Competition are based on the ranking of the scores of the last Millennium Grand Competition, as the order of selecting opponents. The Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong ranked first in the last Millennium Grand Competition, so the five contestants of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong Opponents can be prioritized.

This is undoubtedly a great bargain, and it is entirely possible to choose a weaker opponent.

And as long as you beat your opponent, you can advance to the next round, accumulate one point, and so on, and finally decide the ranking based on the points and the final winner.

Song Qing was the first to choose Monk Fayuan from the Tianzong of the Ancient West Buddha. This monk Fayuan was definitely the weakest among the five sent by the Tianzong of the Ancient West Buddha. From this, it can be seen that Song Qing seems to be a hearty woman, but in fact she has a clear mind and understands the truth of doing her part.

Xiao Lin and the other four were naturally embarrassed to compete with the only female companion.

"The name doesn't matter, master, accept the move." Song Qing frowned, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, cold stars flew out of the sky, shooting towards Monk Fayuan overwhelmingly.

Seeing this, Monk Fayuan proclaimed the Buddha's name with a calm face. Following the Buddha's name, a rich golden light shone from his body, and at the same time, a golden rainbow flew out from the golden light, towards the cold stars in the sky.

After flying over a hundred feet, the figure of the Subduing Demon Pestle in the golden Changhong appeared.

Song Qing's pretty face froze, and her figure flew upwards. The cold stars all over the sky gathered together in an instant, turning into a galaxy, and fell towards Monk Fayuan in the sky.

At the same time, Song Qing opened his mouth, and a khaki aura shot out from it, and then a basalt with a size of tens of feet emerged, directly wrapping Song Qing in it.

Only then did Xiao Lin and the others see that in front of Song Qing was a tortoise shell several feet in size, exuding a heavy aura.

"Bang~"

There was a loud noise, and the subduing magic pestle hit the tortoise shell directly, bursting out into golden light, Song Qing's delicate body shook slightly, and disappeared without a trace, and above the monk Fayuan, less than a few feet away, her figure appeared And then, the long river of cold stars has reached the sky above the head of Monk Fa Yuan.

"Amitabha." The golden light on Monk Fayuan's body flashed and spread out, and then accompanied by the sound of "Qing Qiang Qiang", the cold stars scattered all over the sky, but after being shaken away, these cold stars immediately condensed and returned, non-stop Attacked monk Fayuan.

Monk Fayuan frowned slightly, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, muttering something, the cassock on his body danced violently, and golden lights emerged from his body, turning into golden lights to block Song Qing's attack.

When Song Qing saw this, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. Fa Yuan's actions seemed to despise her, which made her sullen.

Opening the sandalwood mouth, a ball of fist-sized aura immediately shot out, and the aura passed away in a flash, directly reaching the top of Monk Fayuan's head. Monk Fayuan felt a chill in an instant, and the Buddha power in his body was frantically activated, and a large piece of golden light spread It came out, and even directly condensed a golden mask directly outside his body.

"Boom~~" The fist-sized aura hit the mask and exploded immediately. The huge impact almost tore the golden mask instantly.

Monk Fayuan's complexion changed, and with a wave of his sleeves, his figure retreated like an illusion. A row of figures swept by, and they had already retreated hundreds of feet away, but his sleeves were already riddled with holes. And there is also a faint layer of hoarfrost.

"What a cold and dark thunder, I didn't expect the benefactor to use such a vicious method." A flash of anger flashed across Monk Fa Yuan's face, and he said.

"Cultivator fights, life and death, why do you say so viciously, the master will take another move from the little girl." The chill on Song Qing's pretty face became even stronger, and the cold stars all over the sky shot towards Monk Fayuan again.

Monk Fayuan sacrificed the golden light body protection again, and at the same time made a move far away, and the subduing magic pestle immediately turned into a golden light, and slashed towards Song Qing's back heart from behind.

The tortoise shell in front of Song Qing moved behind him with a slight sway, and at the same time, he pinched the formula with both hands, changing continuously, and streaks of emerald green light shot into the sky filled with cold stars.

The cold stars all over the sky suddenly condensed together, turning into an emerald green aura about a foot long, which disappeared in a flash.

"Bang~~" With a crisp sound, Monk Fayuan looked at his monk robe with a pale face. On the side of his chest, there was a hole the size of a fist, piercing through his skin.

A stream of blood spread from the side of his chest.

"Piercing the cold needle?" Monk Fayuan's face changed. He never expected that the woman in front of him had cultivated the Pouring Cold Sha. Although this kind of supernatural power is not as good as the three great gods, it is also a famous supernatural power. The cultivation conditions Also extremely harsh.

Once Po Gang Han Sha is practiced, he can pass the magic formula to pour the cold evil into the magic weapon, and it is extremely powerful to break the star energy of the immortal family and the golden body of Buddhism.

Monk Fayuan was careless and almost suffered a big loss. Fortunately, at a critical juncture, Monk Fayuan turned his body slightly to avoid the vital point, and let the cold piercing needle pass through his body, only breaking his own It's just skin.

Otherwise, if you really want to be pierced through your body, half of your body will be frozen immediately, and then you will not be able to use any supernatural powers.

Monk Fayuan shouted angrily, and then the sound of chanting scriptures sounded in his mouth, golden light gushed out of his body again, and then he slapped Song Qing with his palm.

A golden palm print shot out through his palm, and the golden palm print grew rapidly. When it reached Song Qing's body, it was already a hundred feet in size, just like a big hand slapping a mosquito and fly.

Song Qing's pretty face was dignified, but she didn't show the slightest expression of panic. The cold stars around her suddenly gathered together, and then turned into a green aura to wrap Song Qing. Above her head, a long green needle emerged. out.

"Broken~~" Pointing out, the long green needle immediately turned its direction and went towards the huge palm print, and the two collided instantly.

"Boom~~" There was a loud noise, and the mask of the arena flickered non-stop.

I saw that huge golden palm print was directly pierced by the green aura through the palm, and then turned into a sky-filled aura that collapsed and disappeared. After the green aura penetrated the Buddha's palm, it also became dim and black, revealing dozens of An inch-long green gold needle.

When the two of them made a move, it could be said that they used all their means, especially Song Qing, who was a woman, but she was merciless in her moves.

But this is not surprising, this kind of gambling represents the sect, but it also represents the supreme honor. If you can win the Millennium Grand Competition, you will definitely get a generous reward when you return to the sect.

There is no doubt about this.

"Master's Xiao Fantian's handprint has also reached the state of perfection, but it's a pity that it still hasn't reached the realm of Fantian Buddha's handprint, otherwise the little girl will not be able to resist it."

"Amitabha, I also admire the shattering and cold spirit of the female benefactor." Monk Fayuan chanted the scriptures loudly again, and his body once again shone with dazzling golden light.

The Subduing Demon Pestle directly grew to the size of a hundred feet, and it was thrown towards Song Qing in the air.

At the same time, he stretched out his single palm and slowly pushed it out from his chest. Immediately, his palm was full of golden light, and golden palm prints came out one after another. When it was more than a hundred feet, it had already turned into the size of a hundred feet, and it was printed towards her.

Xiao Lin, who was watching the battle, was also slightly shocked. After counting it, it is not difficult to find that there are as many as six golden palm prints, superimposed in a row, and pushed towards Song Qing.

Song Qing didn't even look at the Demon Subduing Pestle above her head, the tortoise shell beside her had already greeted her, but at this moment she was looking at the superimposed palm prints with a serious face, showing a bit of fear in her eyes.

But soon this fear turned into Senhan, with a piece of sandalwood mouth, a large piece of emerald green aura shot out, and these emerald green auras quickly turned into dozens of balls, floating in front of her.

Each light cluster is the size of a fist and is in the shape of a bead. The halo on the surface is constantly flowing. If you stare at it, you will immediately feel dazzled.

It was the cold thunder that Song Qing painstakingly cultivated. One of the cold thunder is enough to flatten a mountain, and now there are more than a dozen in a row, which can be said to be enough capital. There were more than a dozen clusters of emerald green light, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)