Shamanism kills the god

The torn tendons quickly recovered, and the bloody wounds healed quickly...

With the help of God Kong Ming, the wound on Mu Feng's body healed at an incredible speed, replenishing the consumed spiritual power. i^Even, he is full of energy, the power fluctuations in his body are even better than before, and the signs of breaking through to the realm of real people are more obvious.The pillar of energy that descended from the sky was not the aura of heaven and earth, nor spiritual power, but a purer and higher-level power.

Saint Yuanli!

The pillar of energy falling from the sky makes people shocked, envious and afraid.

After breaking through to the real world, a cultivator can be honored as a cultivator from now on, and the spiritual power in the body will also undergo earth-shaking transformation, which is called true energy.And after breaking through from the peak of the Daoist Realm to the Saint Realm, the true energy will transform again and become the legendary holy energy, the power of a saint.

A strong man in the saint realm personally helped to heal his wounds. Who has ever had such kindness?

Seeing Mu Feng on the stage of life and death, people were full of envy.

At the same time, Mu Feng was shocked.Unexpectedly, the mysterious God Lord Kongming, who was covered in black air, would personally help him heal his wounds, and what was even more unexpected was that the latter turned out to be a saint-level master!

In the realm of real people, it is said that they are supernatural and omnipotent.A master of the saint realm has always been a legendary figure.

Looking at the God Lord Kong Ming sitting on the hanging platform in the east, Mu Feng was very excited. Unexpectedly, he met a legendary figure here.At this moment, I finally suddenly realized why masters from all over the world gather in Kongming Valley every 20 years to compete in martial arts.

Who would dare not come at the invitation of a powerful saint, and who would want to miss such a grand event?

"Thank you, Lord Shenjun!"

After reacting, Mu Feng quickly bowed to the only hanging platform in the east. %&*";

Under the help of God Lord Kongming, all injuries have been recovered in a short period of time.Except for the blood stains on the school robes on his body, there is no trace of injury on his body; from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, it seems that he has been washed by a clear spring from the sky. The flesh and blood no longer contain a trace of impurities, giving people an extraordinary temperament that is detached and refined.Compared with the original, the power fluctuation is even better, which is impressive.

"Yes, young man, keep working hard!"

The voice of the God Lord Kongming was low, and he fell silent after speaking lightly, his whole body was shrouded in thick black air.

"The second round of the competition, please invite the next challenger!"

The voice of Kongming Messenger Jian Yi resounded in the valley again, announcing the start of the second challenge.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one left.

Originally, for the sake of the Piaomiao Temple map and a bottle of elixir, everyone was tempted, and they rushed to end the first round.However, after witnessing Mu Feng's bravery and the end of Immortal Sword Sect master Zhan Feng, everyone was shocked, and no one dared to act rashly again.No one dared to underestimate Mu Feng, a student who seemed to be only at the elite level.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no reason to offend."

Just when people were hesitating, a Buddha's call came from the hanging platform where the Dabei Temple was located, and an old monk with a white beard flew and landed on the platform of life and death.

Although he is old, his eyes are full of light, and his cultivation is only stronger than that of Zhanfeng of the Immortal Sword Gate who ended in the first round.The gray monk robe was spotless, and he clasped his hands in a respectful and courteous manner.From the looks of it, he seemed to be an extraordinary eminent monk from Dabei Temple.

"First he was a master of the immortal way, and now he is an eminent Buddhist monk. Could it be that student Mu Feng is really going to slaughter immortals and Buddhas today in order to prove the way?"

"Difficult, very difficult. Just now, we turned defeat into victory with a sharp holy sword. What about now?"

"That's right. Compared with Immortal Dao, Buddhism's supernatural powers are more extensive and profound. Now that you are out in public, you must be prepared. Although Mu Feng is powerful, he is still an elite cultivator after all. He just relied on surprise and luck to seriously injure Zhanfeng of the Immortal Sword Sect. , was lucky enough to turn defeat into victory. This time, facing a real Buddhist master, can we be so lucky again?"

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Seeing the powerful Monk Wu Yin who had already broken through to the realm of real people, people talked a lot.

Although looking forward to more exciting fierce battles, looking forward to the scene where Mu Feng turned defeat into victory again, everyone knew in their hearts that it was impossible.It is impossible for a person to have no luck in his life; however, it is impossible to be so lucky all the time and turn bad luck into good fortune every time!

People were secretly worried about Mu Feng, not to mention Wen Feixue, Ye Kexuan and other students, all of them were frowning and staring nervously.Only Ye Beigong, the lord of the palace who was sitting in front of the hanging platform, still had a calm expression and his mind wandered thousands of miles.He didn't know whether he was confident and full of confidence in Mu Feng, or he was powerless to help him, so he had no choice but to let him go with the flow and resign himself to fate.

"Master Wucao, please!"

Mu Feng took a deep breath, and slowly raised the Qiuhong sword in his hand.

On the surface, he is calm and composed; in the dark, he is tense as if facing a formidable enemy.Not far away, the monk Wuyin in a gray robe looked respectful and polite, but when he felt carefully, he could feel a terrifying fluctuation of power.Calm, low-key, powerful... Such an opponent is obviously much more difficult to deal with than the arrogant and arrogant Zhan Feng.

In front of such an opponent, it is obviously impossible to repeat the old tricks, seriously injure him by surprise and turn defeat into victory in one fell swoop!

Mu Feng secretly pumped the blood in his body, ready for the decisive battle of life and death, but the monk Wu Yin who stood opposite him did not make a move for a long time.After looking him up and down, he said meaningfully: "Young Master Mu, fighting and killing, life-and-death duels are really boring! Why don't we fight in a different way, what do you think?"

"Oh, what method?" Mu Feng was a little surprised.

"It's very simple. I sit cross-legged on the ground and don't move. If you break through the shield outside my body within the time of one stick of incense, you will win; otherwise, the poor monk will win, how about it?"

Monk Wuyin smiled faintly, flipped his right hand, and took out a blue oil lamp and a wooden fish out of nowhere.

While talking, he sat cross-legged on the ground and put the blue oil lamp in front of him.With a light tap on the wooden fish in his hand, the seemingly inconspicuous oil lamp burst into a circle of dazzling blue light, covering his body and forming a tight shield.If you observe carefully, you can find that behind him, there is a phantom of a majestic ancient Buddha.

Green lantern, ancient Buddha, wooden fish, old monk...

Monk Wuyin sat quietly on the ground, his face was calm, and there was no trace of murderous aura in his body, but he gave people an invincible feeling!The wooden fish in his hand and the oil lamp in front of him looked ordinary, but in fact there was something else. It reminded Mu Feng of the seven-star soul-sealing lamp in the hands of the blind master Bi Luotian, and the lotus stand in the hands of Situ Han who happened to meet in the Heavenly Demon Battlefield wooden fish.

The magic weapon of Buddhism, just like the ancient Buddhism with a long history, is often profound and powerful!

The more calm and casual Monk Wucai is, the more unfathomable and invincible he feels!In the calm, it gives people a heavy pressure!

"Okay, then I will offend you!"

After pondering for a moment, Mu Feng nodded, then put a little force on the ground with his toes, and flew towards the monk Wu Yin who was sitting on the ground.Before he got close, the sharp Qiuhong sword in his hand buzzed, and with an ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, the sword pierced the old monk's forehead!