Shamanism kills the god

Hulong, Hulong...

The huge Sacred Stage was majestic, thundering down from the air, with an unparalleled power fluctuation, and boundless murderous aura. %&*";

What's even more frightening is that under Mu Feng's control, the entire Sacred Stage can be big or small, and it rises whenever the wind blows.The moment it was sacrificed, it was only the size of a wooden house; the next moment, it expanded rapidly, and it was about the size of the Terrace of Life and Death; in the blink of an eye, it was more than ten times larger than the Terrace of Life and Death.Monk Wuyuan who was sitting on the platform of life and death looked up and saw that there was a mass of darkness above his head, and the terrifying platform of cutting down the holy platform was rolling down as if covering the sky and covering the sun, and the speed was getting faster and faster!

"It's so murderous, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

"The aura is ancient, fierce, and soul-stirring. Could it be that this is the legendary ancient holy beheading platform, a weapon specially used to kill ancient saints?"

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As soon as Mu Feng sacrificed the ancient Sacred Altar, everyone in the audience was startled, and everyone's expressions changed.Some of the well-informed and peerless powerhouses present here quickly recognized the origin of the Zhanshengtai, and screamed out loud.

In front of this ancient weapon, ordinary people may not feel it, but practitioners feel a terrible danger from the depths of their souls.The stronger the strength, the stronger the feeling.The accompanying disciples of the various sects at the elite level felt an invisible coercion rushing towards their faces, while the elite at the real man's level felt a real murderous aura, and couldn't help being frightened.Even God Sovereign Kongming, whose strength was unfathomable and shrouded in black air, seemed to be unexpected. After a scream, the black air surged outside his body.

"Good guy, where did this kid get so many terrible treasures?"

The people watching on the various suspended platforms all changed their colors, and the old monk Wu Yin who bore the brunt was even more horrified.

I thought that no matter how outstanding Mu Feng was, he was only an elite cultivator, and no matter how good he was, he couldn't be much stronger.Who would have thought that the magic weapons in his body would emerge one after another, and each one was more powerful than the other!

According to legend, the Sacred Altar was specially used to punish and kill the ancient saints!Under a full blow, who can block its edge?

He breathed a sigh of relief just now, and the monk Wuyuan who thought he had the chance to win, his eyes were full of fear for the first time. %&*";

The speed of cutting the holy platform was too fast. In an instant, even if he broke his promise and stopped sitting still, it was too late to dodge.In desperation, he had no choice but to slam the wooden fish in his hand, frantically pumping the soul in his mind, and the blue light outside his body skyrocketed.Attempt to forcibly block Mu Feng's trump card with super strength!

thump...

There was a muffled sound, which made people feel uncomfortable and felt tight in their chests.It seemed that the terrifying altar was not hitting the top of Zen Master Wuyin's head, but hitting the chest of everyone who was watching.Just this muffled sound coming from a distance can make people's bodies tremble, and they want to spit out a mouthful of blood!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the heavy chopping platform slammed into the head of Zen Master Wuyin.

This heavy blow did not hit the door of Zen Master Wuyin's golden body, but the strength was really terrifying.Under the impact, the entire stage of life and death sank several inches, and one can only imagine how terrifying the force is!But what is surprising is that although there were cracks in the cyan shield outside Zen Master Wuyin's body, and it was about to fall, it still didn't dissipate after shaking.

The old monk Wuyin who was sitting on the ground looked sluggish, even a little confused, as if he was knocked unconscious all of a sudden.But under the protection of the cyan shield, his body was intact, and the title of Invincible Zen Master was indeed not in vain!As long as the cover door is well protected, it will give people a feeling of invulnerability!

"There are many evils, even the ancient sages will be killed!"

Mu Feng let out a roar, burst into fury, grabbed the void with his left hand, and the huge Sacred Sacred Platform shot up into the sky, shrunk down to the size of a palm.Then, seeing the wind, it rose, and rumbled down from the air again.

Boom, boom, boom...

There was a muffled sound that moved people's hearts, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Mu Feng desperately bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood.In an instant, the ancient cutting platform became more powerful, hitting the cyan shield on the body of Monk Wuyuan violently one after another.The latter persisted desperately, hoping to delay until the appointed time.It's a pity that after only holding on for nine times, the blue shield outside the body dissipated with the wind.

At the moment when the shield was forcibly defeated, Monk Wuyin's face was pale, his body seemed to have been severely injured, and blood oozes from his mouth.Before he had time to think about it, he looked up and saw that the heavy Zhanshengtai had reached the top of his head again, and it was pressed down with a rumbling sound, thunderous!The speed is faster and the power is more terrifying, making it impossible for people to dodge for a while!

"Not good, that old monk at the Great Compassion Temple is about to suffer!"

"Without the Qinglian golden body protection, what can he use to stop the terrifying Zhanshengtai?"

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Seeing the terrifying Zhanshengtai slamming down on the old monk Wuyin, people screamed in shock.On the hanging platform where the Great Compassion Temple is located, many Buddhist disciples who used to boast that all the four are empty, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of them without changing their expressions, all turned pale with shock.If it wasn't for the head abbot, Master Kong Ji, who reached out to intercept him, he would have wished that Qi Qi would fly to rescue him.

Hulong, Hulong...

The Zhanshengtai descended from the sky with great momentum, and its speed was getting faster and faster.Just when the old monk Wuyin had no choice but to stretch out his hands in an attempt to forcibly resist with his bare hands, the terrifying altar of beheading came to an abrupt stop and stopped three inches above his head.

"Master Wucao, I have accepted it!"

Mu Feng took a deep breath, forced himself to be calm, and bent over to salute.

The Sacred Sacred Terrace obtained in the Battle of Thousand Illusion City is amazingly powerful after being refined, but every time it is used, it consumes a terrifying amount of spiritual power.After repeated forcible blows, he almost exhausted all the spiritual power and strength in his body, and his limbs were limp and weak.It was extremely difficult even to bow hands slightly.

This battle was extremely difficult to win.

Compared with Zhan Feng, the master of Immortal Sword Gate, the old monk Kong Wu is obviously much stronger.If he hadn't made an agreement from the very beginning, only defending and not attacking, trying to convince himself that he lost, he would have lost long ago.Even if the Zhan Shengtai is sacrificed at the beginning, the hope of winning is very slim!

"Okay, okay, it really is a hero who produces a boy. The Xiangshan Academy left by the sages of the ancient land is going to produce a great man!" Zen Master Wuyin said with a bitter face, and stood up slowly.Looking at Mu Feng who is still tall and straight despite his exhausted strength, he realized that he was too big at first.After reciting the Buddha's name, he was about to fly away.

"Master Wucao, please wait a moment!"

Mu Feng stopped Master Wu Yin who was about to fly away, walked over to pick up the green lotus lantern on the ground, and respectfully brought it to the old monk, "Master Wu Yin, before you leave, don't forget to take this lantern with you. A rare treasure!"

Although he won, Mu Feng didn't have any arrogance or pride.On the contrary, after experiencing the power of Master Wu Yin, he became more respectful.

Hearing what he said, the bitter-faced Master Wu Yin was a little surprised, "Young Master Mu, this is a rare Buddhist treasure, and it is powerful after refining. According to the rules of the martial arts competition, this Qinglian Lantern is now yours." Now, in the face of such a treasure, you are really not tempted at all? Besides, don’t you have a lot of complaints about our Buddhism, why are you so polite?”

"The supreme treasure of Buddhism, only Buddhist disciples can truly exert its power. As a scholar, I don't know much about Buddhism. It would be too wasteful for this Qinglian Lantern to fall into the hands of Wansheng."

Mu Feng offered the Qinglian Lantern with both hands. In the eyes of ordinary people, this Buddhist treasure is of inestimable value, but he didn't have the slightest nostalgia for it.After a pause, he continued slowly: "Lansheng discusses the matter, not that he has much hatred or opinion towards the entire Buddhism, but just pointing out some deficiencies in Buddhism in Wansheng's eyes. Over the years, I have also come into contact with Buddhism at night. Masters such as Kongwu and Tianyin were deeply instructed and realized the profoundness of Buddhism. Looking at the world, no one is perfect, and likewise, there is no absolutely perfect sect. Our Xiangshan Academy also has many shortcomings. Discuss in public Dao, everyone has their own Dao in their hearts, and they can speak freely, it only represents some personal opinions, why should the master worry about it?"

Tianyin Master of Tianchan Sect?

Hearing what Mu Feng said, the old monk Wuyin was in awe, "Hahaha, Mr. Mu is right, he is a poor monk. Amitabha, sin, sin. The young master is not only full of knowledge, it seems that he is as good as our Buddhist sect. There is a lot of fate, this green lotus lantern, I'd better keep it in your hands!"

After reciting the Buddha's name, Master Wuyin floated away.