From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 223 Battle of the Immortals
Fang Sheng and Yang Zhuoluo Shenlong suddenly appeared, leading the crowd to kill Xie Xun with their swords, and then flew away with a high-pitched song.

Dozens of well-known masters in martial arts made swords together, and it was considered that everyone was taking revenge at the same time.

The feud that has been entangled for more than 30 years has finally come to an end.

Watching Shengzhuo Shuangjian leave like a fairy, the masters and seniors of the seven sects have feelings of admiration, admiration or admiration.

Mingjiao's Fan Yao, Yang Potian, Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and others remained silent, with expressions of sadness on their faces, and Yang Wuji was the first to pounce on Xie Xun's corpse, crying bitterly, drawing his sword to collect the burial for him.

At this time, Yang Wuji's mind was already blank. Although he knew that his adoptive father had killed countless people and that he deserved it when he was killed by others, it was difficult for him to control the sadness in his heart.

More than half of Xie Xun's death was what his conscience found out, and Fan Yao and others couldn't help too quickly, so they could only watch Xie Xun die.

Fan Yao was a hero in the world, and he immediately suppressed his irrelevant thoughts, knowing that half of the grievances and entanglements between the Ming Sect and the seven major factions stemmed from Cheng Kun. At this time, Cheng Kun and Xie Xun were both dead, and the rest was to compete for the best in the world A fight is over.

And the purpose of these battles is not to fight for life and death, but to finalize the rise and fall of each other and the status of master and servant in the future martial arts. Naturally, it cannot be a vendetta for life and death.

"Kong Jian, the two real people Liu Yun and Liu Shui, and Uncle Song, at this time Cheng Kun and Xie Xun have both passed away. Over the years, the grievances and entanglements between my Ming Sect and the various sects in the Central Plains are all because of Cheng Kun's desire to destroy my Ming Sect. , and the painstaking efforts to attract all the major factions into the game.

The reason for this is that Yang Wuji, who I taught last year, has already talked to the senior monks and seniors. Now the grievances between Xie Xun and Shaolin Yuanzhen because of my teaching are over.

I don't know how to compare the second fight?Also ask a few seniors to show it. "

Fan Yao's voice was not loud, but it was clearly sent into everyone's ears.

Kongjian's white eyebrows trembled, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name, saying, "I don't want to use swords and soldiers in a clean place in Buddhism, but it's just a matter of the rise and fall of my martial arts, so I have to do my best. If there is any offense, please ask Master Fan to forgive me. ."

Fan Yao nodded and said, "That's natural."

Kong Jian said in a flat tone: "Although we have a large number of people on both sides, we can't fight like rogues in the market. In order to show the world's first-class immortal magical powers and decide the outcome, my Shaolin Temple invited nine old elders to stand at the mountain gate. I formed the Vajra Demon-fighting Formation before, no matter how many people and horses are dispatched by your sects, but if I can break the Vajra Demon-fighting Formation in my temple, my seven major sects will bow their heads and become ministers. Let’s fight Mingjiao again.”

Fan Yao, Yang Potian, and the others were all overjoyed when they heard Kongjian's words, and then saw the experts from the seven major factions retreat to a distance of ten feet on both sides, revealing the nine people sitting on the open space directly in front of the two stone lions at the temple gate. Describe the skinny old monk.

Fan Yao and Yuan Maeng are the two highest-level martial arts practitioners in the Ming Sect, and they have already stepped into the highest realm of refining Qi and transforming into gods, so the two of them put their spiritual thoughts on their eyesight, and they immediately saw that the nine old monks seemed to be in range. Cheng Dayuan sat still, but the air between the nine people was already as tight as glue.

The eight old monks who had cultivated the great martial arts also released their true qi under the guidance of the old Zen Master Du'e's spiritual sense. Bronze walls are iron walls, and they are unstoppable.

Yuan Maung has often practiced divine arts in the Taishi illusion of Emperor Xuan of the Qing Dynasty for decades. His divine soul has already been trained to be extremely strong, and he has a very good understanding of the power of divine sense. Therefore, although he has just condensed divine sense, his speed of cultivation is far better than that of his peers. The cultivation realm of Refining Qi and Huashen was higher than Fan Yao.

Fan Yao knew that in the face of the King Kong Demon Formation of the Nine Elders of the Shaolin Heart Meditation Hall, if the Great Martial Saint was unable to get close to him, even if the Great Martial Saint fell into the infuriating circle of the formation, it would be extremely difficult to break free.

Fan Yao frowned and looked at Yuan Maung, thinking that it would be difficult to overcome this formation with the power of the whole religion.

Yuan Maeng looked at the formation with sharp eyes for a long time, and suddenly snorted: "This formation is already an immortal magic technique, surpassing ordinary martial arts. The nine old monks merged their true qi into one, and unified them according to the dispatch of the old monk Du'e. Control, I am afraid that it is difficult to get a good deal even if the land true immortal enters the battle."

Yin Tianzheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Ming'er, can you and the sect master join forces to break the formation? What if you add some of our old guys?"

Yuan Maeng glanced at Fan Yao, and said in a deep voice, "After you enter the battle, you will be stunned by this Buddhist magic, you will not only be unable to move, but will even suffocate to death. It is only by condensing spiritual sense that you can see the clue and resist the magic power of the formation.

Now, only Master Fan and I can join the sect, but both of us may not be Du'er's opponents in a single fight, and they will be even more powerful when they form a large formation..."

Yang Xiao said solemnly, "How about that?"

Yuan Maung clapped both hands and said, "I'll go ahead and try it out. Although the old monk's formation is very powerful, they can't leave me in the formation. Maybe I can find the flaws."

After saying that, Yuan Maung jumped to ten feet away where the nine old monks were sitting cross-legged, and said loudly, "Yuan Maung, the deputy leader of the Ming Sect, asks nine eminent monks to teach me."

Du'er opened his one eye and said, "Vice sect master Yuan is amazing, and Lao Na also heard Kongjian nephew say it.

Hehe, five years ago, you fought alone against the seven major factions, and forced the world's heroes to give in to the underdog, which was no less than that of the leader of Yangding Tianyang back then.

I waited for the wind and candle to die, and I only wished to practice meditation. I shouldn’t have come out to seek death. I just saw that my master and nephew were begging hard, and it was related to the rise and fall of the martial arts in the Central Plains.

So that Master Fan and Vice Master Yuan know that this formation is my number one magical power in Buddhism.

It was created by the nine brothers of Lao Na and the nine people who were sitting in dry meditation for decades after the King Kong Demon Circle was broken by Fang Sheng when he was debating scriptures in Daxiangguo Temple.

Leader Fan and Vice Leader Yuan are both true immortals in the world, so please don't hesitate to give pointers! "

Du'er's dry voice fell, and eight old monks, including calamity, calamity, suffering, hardship, disaster, and harm, opened their eyes at the same time.

Accompanied by sixteen piercing eyes that were as sharp as electricity, eight beating drums in the morning and evening shouted loudly: "Amitabha!"

The sounds were mixed together, like a rolling thunder when I remembered it in Songshan, which made people swept away all the evil thoughts in their hearts.

The masters of the Orthodox Sect were admired in their hearts and felt ashamed, and the envoys of the Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect all looked stunned and secretly said.

Yin Tianzheng, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao and the others looked at each other in dismay. They all knew that the Buddhist lion roar of the eight holy monks alone would be unbearable for them, not to mention that the most powerful Du'er had not worked hard.

After seeing the supernatural powers of the Nine Elders of the Heart Meditation Hall, the hearts of the envoys and the Dharma Kings still believe what Yuan Maeng said, knowing that the Vajra Demon Demon Formation is indeed no trivial matter.

Don't say that you and others are trying to break the formation, even if you can get close to the magic formation, it is also a problem...

Yuan Maung's mind was like an arrow, and he shot into the circle of the magic circle to observe the changes in the connection between the nine old monks. With a single move, it rushed forward three feet like a swimming fish.

The Vajra Conquering Magic Array is a Buddhist magic created by the wisdom of the monks of the cross generation and Buddhist martial arts. It can be said to be completely separated from the martial arts. It is the only real Buddhist teaching created by the Shaolin Temple. Its power The amount of stool is even less than ten emptiness to use the diamond indestructible magic power.

At least three people can use the King Kong Demon Demon Formation, and it has been deduced to nine people at most. When used, the true qi spreads to a radius of ten feet. Within ten feet, the true qi is like a sea and lake. In this sea of ​​true qi, an old man A monk can lift a thousand pounds up and down a feather with a single thought. He can see all kinds of changes, and he can also see the end of the autumn. It can be said that the great formation of the Vajra Demon Extinguishing Formation is like the body of a land immortal, no matter what the person who comes. Powerful nature can't resist the endless sea of ​​true qi.

Yuan Maung's skill was the same as a cultivator who had just started refining Qi and Hua Shen. Although he was classified as a land immortal according to the realm of martial arts, his spiritual power was naturally not as good as Du'e's.

However, Yuan Maung has cultivated under the spiritual thoughts and illusions of four immortals, Zhou Botong, Lin Qingxuan, Xiaolongnv, and Li Mochou since he was a child. In addition, he has a unique talent for cultivation of different races. Even the tenacity of the spiritual sense that has been condensed for two years is far higher than that of Fan Yao. Even if it is not as strong as Du'e, its tenacity and sensitivity are still better than three points.

With the tenacity and keenness of his spiritual sense, Yuan Maengzhen was able to find a gap and insert into the great formation in an instant, but when the mind of the Nine Elders of Xinchan Hall moved, the sea of ​​true qi suddenly boiled and expanded, and the endless force squeezed out from all directions. , the sound of crackling air explosions sounded at the same time, like a thousand artillery pieces were lit at the same time in front of the Shaolin Temple.

More than 200 disciples of the seven major sects of the Orthodox Church and more than [-] disciples of the Mingming Sect were stunned to death by the roaring sound until their eyes and ears bled.

Even the masters of the Great Grandmaster's cultivation base were heartbroken in the face of the sound, and they were not willing to give up.

When the explosion sounded, Yuan Maung felt that the whole body was being squeezed down by the continuous Buddhist infuriating energy. In an instant, the bones of Yuan Maung's body were squeezed into a crackling sound, and his life was at risk.

Yuan Maeng's heart was alarming, and he was busy using the secret shape transformation technique he was good at. The bones of his body crackled, his blood vessels roared and roared, and his clothes were torn apart when he was torn, and then he became a tall man two feet tall. A half naked giant.

After Yuan Maung used his original magical power, the most powerful Sea of ​​True Qi in the King Kong Demon Formation could no longer hurt him, making Yuan Maung inconvenient at most.

Seeing Yuan Maong tear open his clothes and turn into a giant, he took a few steps to reach the Nine Elders of the Heart Meditation Hall. Fan Yao, Yin Tianzheng and the others were all overjoyed and applauded, but Zuihui, Shi Huolong, Bai Yuan, He Taichong and his wife exclaimed in low voices, Even Kong Jian frowned, secretly worried.

Seeing that Yuan Maung's big feet were about to step on the black face of the difficult time, a big wave suddenly slammed down from the sea of ​​true qi.

Yuan Maung's right arm was pushed back and slid out more than five feet as soon as it was horizontal, and the bluestone slab under his feet was slid out of two gaps that were more than one foot deep.

Yuan Maung patted it with both hands, and took advantage of the moment when the momentum of the infuriating waves was forced to stop, slanted shoulders and slammed into it.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Yuan Maung took three steps back before shaking his head and his face changed, and said solemnly: "What a powerful King Kong Demon Demon Formation, perfect and indestructible, I'm afraid it is only second to Zixiao Palace's Qingxuan Patriarch Master's spell. The immortal magic of his, the defense power can be said to be the best in the world!"

Five years have passed, Yuan Maung not only became a family with Yin Li, but also has an understanding of martial arts. He is no longer the ignorant young man he used to be.

So Yuan Maung had long known the identities of his four masters, and also knew that Mingjiao also enshrined Emperor Xuan of the Qing Dynasty as his grandfather, thinking that since Zixiao Palace does not care about world affairs, he might as well help Mingjiao become the leader of the martial arts alliance, so as not to Let the bald donkey in Shaolin Temple point fingers all day long.

Du'e's eyes flashed, and he said, "Everyone says that Master Yuan is a great Martial Sage, but today it is clear that he is a land immortal who has gathered his spiritual sense. With your Dharma body, apart from the ascended Jinxian, you can be said to be the number one expert in the world."

Yuan Maung didn't believe the old monk's words. He looked at the seven heroes of Zhongnan, whose face changed slightly, and thought to himself: Maybe the old monk wants to force Zhang Sanfeng to deal with me...

"Old Zen Master Du'e is wrong, and I can't break your Vajra Demon Demon Formation for the time being. Please teach me again tomorrow!"

Yuan Maung opened his big hands and kept pushing away the waves of infuriating energy that were pressing down one after another, and he turned around and was about to jump out.

"If Vice Cult Master Yuan can go in and out casually, wouldn't it seem that my Shaolin Temple is too ugly, and I will take the whip of Lao Na!"

Du'er's voice was rumbling, and as soon as his thoughts moved, an invisible ribbon of infuriating qi suddenly separated from the endless sea of ​​infuriating qi and shot down towards Yuan Maung.

At this time, the eight old monks of the Duzi generation were surging from all directions, and the infuriating energy was expanding and squeezing. Yuan Maung's law body sprayed out a wall of air to resist, but he couldn't move to dodge.

The Whip of True Qi of the Du'e Spiritual Sense emissary wiped out the burnt smell and exploded all the way to the top of Yuan Maung's head, and it was about to hit Yuan Maung.

Yuan Maung's body-protecting qi was instantly torn apart by the air whip. Yuan Maung had used everything he had learned in his life, but he couldn't stop it. At a critical moment, he suddenly remembered the many divine arts of the Ming Cult that he had learned in recent years, and suddenly raised his head and gasped. A haze of true qi flew out and blocked it with Qi Jin.

When Du'e's qi whip hit Yuan Maung's neck and side of the face, only a bloodstain was wiped, but no serious injury was caused.

Yuan Maung took the opportunity to jump ten feet away, and it took about two ups and downs to return to Fan Yao's side. Feeling the pain on his face, he was afraid and thought to himself: "I didn't expect the old monk to be so powerful. One move, it seems that this King Kong Demon Demon Formation is not only the first in defense, but also extraordinary when it turns defense into offense. I can't break it alone, even if I add Master Fan, I have to have two immortals who gather spiritual thoughts to accompany me. When I enter the battle, there are two true immortals to restrain me so that I can break through the formation... It's just that this sect has no true immortals other than Master Fan, and there is still one person left to find..."

Du'er saw that Yuan Maeng possessed countless superb skills, and he was able to inflict heavy damage on him, but he still told him to escape. Rao Shi, the old Zen master, had already cultivated to the realm of penetrating the four aspects of human beings and me, but he felt a little regretful for a while. .

"Yuan's deputy sect master is unparalleled in magic, and his skills are rare. Lao Na and others are waiting for your second shot."

The nine old monks put their hands together and said, "Amitabha."

The sound echoed especially among the stone walls of Songshan Mountain, and the nine old monks closed their eyes and became calm, with no breathing and heartbeat, like sitting corpses.

Kong Jian and other experts in this temple know that Jiu Lao of Xinchan Hall is clearly using the most profound method of dry meditation. Even if he restores the zhenqi that has just been depleted, he is also trying to figure out Yuan Maung's martial arts.

Seeing that the nine elders of Xinchantang were so serious, Kong Jian and Kong Wen glanced at each other, and they all saw expressions of horror on their faces.

Fan Yao and Yuan Maung knew that they would not be able to break the formation if they made another move, so they could only let their disciples carry Xie Xun's corpse back together, and were ready to discuss countermeasures.

So the Ming sects retreated to the camp at the foot of the mountain to analyze the King Kong Demon Formation.

In the sect master's tent, Fan Yao and Yuan Maung sat on the head, Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao and more than ten high-level officials surrounded the two of them, and everyone spoke with awe.

The spectacular scene when Yuan Maeng entered the battle to dominate the Nine Old Man all watched intently, and knew that he had already been squeezed into flesh by the sea of ​​infuriating energy, so most of the Dharma kings were silent, and they could count the words. It was Fan Yao and Yang Potian.

The three analyzed a few sentences, Fan Yao and Yang Potian had the highest vision, and they both believed that if they wanted to break through the formation, they had to have two more real immortals in the realm of Qi Refining and Transforming God to assist Yuan Maang.

Fan Yao sighed lightly: "I am the only one who has gathered spiritual sense in this sect. You are afraid that it will take ten years for you to complete it. Where can you find an immortal now? Hey, is it possible that our century-old accumulation of Ming sect is about to melt away? For nothing, will you be a slave under the seven major factions of the Central Plains again?"

Dharma King Longxu got up and said: "My master has gathered his spiritual thoughts for 30 years, but he lived in seclusion in Xingxiuhai and closed the death test. It is too late for the poor Taoist to rush back to Xingxiuhai to ask his teacher to come out of the mountain."

Yin Tianzheng also sighed lightly: "You can't quench your thirst from afar..."

The tent fell into silence, and everyone frowned.

Yang Potian sighed softly: "Actually, there is another way...it's just too much...hey...let's not say it..."

Fan Yao understood his teacher best, and smiled as his eyes flickered: "Yeah, Potian, you are the reincarnation of the Yang sect master, the Yang sect master was the reincarnation of a true immortal, you only need to use the North Pluto Sea God of this sect to absorb it. If you have enough true qi, you can refine your qi into a god in one day, condense your spiritual sense, and then you will be able to join Yuan Maung and me in battle, but this method requires the brothers of this sect to sacrifice the skills they have accumulated throughout their lives. inappropriate..."

After Fan Yao finished speaking, the Zhongfa King Sanren and the others were all delighted. Yin Tianzheng was the first to get up and said, "I am nearly ninety years old, and I have not been alive for a few years. This battle at Songshan is related to the rise and fall of this sect. I am a disciple of the Ming sect. How can you just sit back and watch, burn my raging flames, and be willing to sacrifice for my Ming Sect, sect master, Po Tian, ​​is the true qi of my Great Martial Saint enough?"

Wei Yixiao, Wusanren, Zhangqiang and other Wusheng masters also stood up and recommended themselves. Only the Wusheng masters from Baituoshan, Jingangmen, Wuweimen and Persian religion either kept silent, or finally followed up.

Fan Yao knew best that these people would naturally not sacrifice for the Ming Cult, and it was good to be able to follow the wind without apostasy, so he didn't have high hopes for these people at first.

Looking at Yang Potian, he said: "Potian, it is about the rise and fall of this sect. Since all the brothers are willing, you can use their true energy to condense your spiritual sense. I estimate that under the combined efforts of more than ten Martial Saints, each of them has the most. Losing three or four percent of your infuriating energy will help you make a breakthrough, and then you will be able to recover after three or four years of concentrated cultivation..."

"Yes, yes, Brother Yang, let's do it!"

……

After everyone's persuasion, Yang Potian reluctantly agreed, and then Fan Yao, Yuan Maung and others were the guardians of the law. Running the mind method will continuously absorb the infuriating energy of everyone into the body.

It turned out that the disciples of the Ming sect discovered a former site of a senior sect near Kunlun Mountains more than ten years ago.

Fan Yao and others studied together, and combined immortal methods to deduce these residual skills into immortal martial arts. The most powerful one is the secret method based on Beiming magic combined with Sanyuan haze transformation and the study from the remains of immortals. He created the 'North Pluto Sea God's Art', which was extremely powerful and domineering, and Xie Xun turned his defeat into a victory by virtue of this art.

Now that Yang Potian has the experience of cultivating spiritual thoughts in his previous life, he only needs to use the North Pluto Sea Divine Art to absorb the true qi of more than ten martial arts masters into the body, and use the supreme method of refining qi and transforming gods. Naturally, he can quickly condense spiritual thoughts. In one fell swoop, he became a land fairy in a short period of time.

After a day and a night, at midnight the next day, Yang Potian suddenly opened his eyes, and the candle in the tent went out. He opened the tent and breathed like thunder, awakening thousands of Ming Sect disciples.

After a while, Yang Pocai turned into a strong and introverted man.

Fan Yao and Yuan Maung laughed and stood up to congratulate: "Congratulations to Brother Yang for condensing spiritual thoughts and becoming a land immortal..."

Yang Potian absorbed nearly half or even most of the original Qi of the martial saints, but everyone's aura declined, especially Yin Tianzheng, the oldest, with a wrinkled face and a black face falling into a coma. Danger to life.

Yuan Maung, Yin Yewang and Yin Li were shocked and grabbed in front of Yin Tianzheng. Yuan Maung passed his anger, and Yin Tianzheng woke up leisurely. Seeing that Yang Potian had already practiced magic and became a true immortal, he laughed and said. : "The Ming Cult is very happy, it's unstoppable, it's good, it's good..."

Saying that, Yin Tianzheng's eyes darkened and he bowed his head to the west.

Yin Li lay on the Eagle King's body and cried aloud, making everyone in the Ming Sect sad.

Yang Potian was also quite self-blame and sad. Fan Yao knew that the second brother Yin's wish was the great prosperity of the Ming Sect, and he knew that he deserved to die, so he immediately got up and arranged for the disciples to be mourned for Yin Tianzheng.

After Yin Tianzheng's funeral was dealt with, it was already the morning of the third day. Fan Yao, Yuan Maung and Yang Potian looked at each other and clapped their hands with increased confidence: "Climbing today, let's fight again!"

　The next chapter begins to climax, and the protagonist should also appear

　　
　
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