I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 338 Return

It had been a long time since I had seen my master Da Fei, and I felt indescribably excited at this moment.

He put his head into Zhang Jun's arms and started rubbing it.

Not to mention Zhang Junshu's discomfort, Mi Shen was instantly unlucky.

I heard layers of golden light rising from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the vast Buddha's light rolled in like a sea of ​​smoke. Mi Shen's already decadent lotus suddenly began to wither. Mi Shen's figure on the lotus trembled, obviously affected by the impact of Buddhism.

He was transformed by Maitreya Buddha's bad karma and inherited the power of the future Buddha, but he also inherited the shortcomings of the future Buddha.

As long as the Dharma is immortal, he cannot be born. This is an iron law, just like the curse on Sun Wukong's head.

"It's the dog again!!!"

Mi Shen glanced at Da Fei in Zhang Jun's arms. In the eyes of ordinary people, this big golden retriever is just a dog. His cultivation level is not even at the concentration level. He is just an ant at the seventh level of Qi gathering. He can kill him just by sneezing. It was broken into pieces.

However, at this moment, Mi Shen looked around and saw that behind the dog were Bodhisattvas, five hundred Arhats, and three thousand garas. In the middle, there was a Buddha sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus of the Buddha Mother.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, making Mi Shen unable to move.

Zhang Jun was also extremely surprised, but this was not the time for him to think about it carefully. Seeing that Mi Shen could not move, he immediately controlled the Thunder Soul, and a bolt of thunder and lightning turned into terrifying red flames struck Mi Shen.

Mi Shen was struck by lightning, his whole body was instantly blackened, and he roared in pain. He never thought that in the end, his plan would end up losing everything due to one careless move.

At the same time, Xue Haitang and Shengzi Yuanshen also took action.

In an instant, the golden body of Mi Shen exploded, and the lotus flowers were suddenly uprooted from the coffin by Blood Begonia.

Without its foundation, Mi Shen is like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

The power of the Holy Son's soul surged in like a tidal wave, and every blow was as heavy as a thousand blows, striking directly into the depths of Mi Shen's soul.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun summoned the Biluo Sword. The sword edge stirred up, and an unstoppable killing intent gathered on the sword body.

"Donor Zhang, the poor monk has underestimated you, but even if you kill the poor monk today, it is just a loss of my thoughts. Next time we meet, the poor monk will not let you go!"

"Next time, next time we will settle old and new scores together!"

Zhang Jun snorted coldly, not paying attention to the threat of Mi Shen. He swung his sword and slashed out, and a bright sword energy went straight towards Mi Shen.

Mijin felt threatened by death and struggled to escape. However, under the restraint of Buddha's light, he could not move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the sword energy got closer and closer until it penetrated his body.

Looking at the empty hole in his chest, the expression on Mi Shen's face was extremely complicated for a moment.

I never thought that at this moment I could be defeated by a mere little guy who had entered the Dao realm. I felt unwilling to do so, but there was nothing I could do about it.

At this moment, Mi Shen suddenly sensed something, narrowed his eyes, and quickly made kneading with his fingers.

"Be careful!!"

Seeing Mi Shen's actions, Xue Haitang immediately restrained himself.

However, Mi Shen just glared at Zhang Jun and the others, and then pinched the seal with his fingers: "Let's wait and see!"

After saying that, Mi Shen's body was surrounded by golden light, and the next second his figure was wrapped in the remaining lotus and quickly rushed out of Zhang Jun's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ran?"

This time, even Zhang Jun and Xue Haitang couldn't help but be stunned.

They didn't expect that Mi Shen would run away, so easily? ?

However, Zhang Jun thought about it and seemed to understand something. When his consciousness returned to his body and he glanced sideways, he saw the thunder calamity rolling in the distance and knew that Zuo Xiantong was coming.

"It's him! That's no surprise."

When they were trapped in the mysterious village of Shenxiang, Mi Shen took action to resolve the crisis, but this guy left a golden mark on Zuo Xiantong's forehead.

Now it seems that Zuo Xiantong should be a retreat left by Mi Shen for himself.

In the distant thunder tribulation, Zuo Xiantong's roar suddenly came out, and then the thunder cloud exploded, and the huge Taoist realm aura filled the surroundings.

"How about killing him now!"

Although Zuo Xiantong stepped into the Tao, neither Zhang Jun nor Xue Haitang were afraid of Zuo Xiantong, and Zhang Jun was even sure that he could easily suppress him.

Before Zhang Jun could respond, Zuo Xiantong's figure immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and tore through the void, and escaped thousands of miles away.

This time Zhang Jun lost his temper.

When he entered Shenxiang before, Zhang Jun noticed that Zuo Xiantong's movement skills were not weaker than the Kunpeng method of the Holy Son.

Now that he has entered the Dao realm, he really can't catch up with him in terms of speed.

"Old Zhao!!"

At this time, Zhang Jun looked back and saw Huang Mao limping over and said with a grimace: "What is going on here? What should we do next??"

Zhang Jun looked Huang Mao up and down and said in surprise: "Why did you become like this?"

As for his third senior brother, even if he was tricked, Zhang Jun wouldn't think there was anything wrong.

But the problem is that now he is covered in wounds and even his legs are lame.

You must know that Huang Mao, who practices the method of disintegrating demons, would have healed this injury just by spitting at his mouth.

"It's not this stupid dog!!"

Huang Mao pointed at Hanhan Dafei beside him. This stupid dog, a lotus flower flew out of the chrysanthemum and shone on him, causing his magic method of disintegration of demons to malfunction in an instant.

Not only that, even the true energy could not circulate. Huang Mao chased him all the way and almost fell into the valley and died.

If this is true, he is not only the one who died the most miserable death among practitioners, but also the one who died the most unimaginable death among the successors of the Dafa of disintegration of demons in the past generations.

Faced with Huang Mao's complaints, Zhang Jun didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao!"

At this time, Yang Qingshan and the others rushed over one after another. After seeing Zhang Jun, Yang Qingshan finally relaxed.

In fact, Yang Qingshan was quite ashamed. This time he was ordered to protect Elder Zhao, but he didn't want to get lost the whole way. It was only now that he met Elder Zhao for the first time.

"It's good that everyone is fine. It's not a good time to stay here for a long time, Third Brother [Galaxy Ship]?"

"That thing is on the left, about six hundred meters high."

Huang Mao said with a grimace.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't mobilize his true energy now, he might have driven the Galaxy Blood Guards away from this ghost place long ago.

With Huang Mao guiding the way, Zhang Jun said to everyone: "Hold on to me!"

Immediately, he jumped up, and under the thunder and lightning all around him, a golden-winged roc appeared from the lightning.

"Kunpeng method??"

Seeing this scene, Yang Qingshan and the others were immediately shocked.

This is the exclusive inheritance of the Holy Son. How did it end up in his hands? ?

"rise!"

Zhang Jun didn't have time to explain to them. Dapeng spread its wings high and waved it hard. The next moment everyone was swept up by a breeze, and followed the violent airflow straight into the sky.

In just a moment, Zhang Jun led everyone to find the [Galaxy Blood Guards] hovering in mid-air.

When they saw the Galaxy Blood Guards, everyone's eyes widened again.

Especially Yang Qingshan, he knew the origin of this thing. It was taken out by the four elders for Zhang Jun to escape. .

Although it is a war treasure, it is ultimately incomplete and has great disadvantages.

The most important of which is the lack of core components.

But now Zhang Jun actually placed a locking dragon tower on it to provide endless energy for the battleship. Now the battleship has not only restored all its functions, but its power is no less than before.

"Good guys, it turns out you stole the Wang family's Dragon Lock Tower??"

Yang Qingshan came close to the Dragon Locking Tower, and his mouth was almost drooling when he saw it.

I thought that their harvest this time was extremely rich, but now compared with Zhang Jun, it is simply not a concept.

Just when Yang Qingshan wanted to ask something, He Xinhuan quickly interrupted him: "Don't talk about this yet, what should we do now? We can't be trapped in this place forever."

Zhang Jun looked up at the gray eyeball above his head and couldn't help but sneered: "Don't be impatient, just wait patiently."

I have already asked Xue Begonia.

The two compared the contents recorded in the alchemy method with the current specific situation and made a judgment.

The rituals of the Cunning God should not have been completely completed.

According to the original plan of the Guilty God, the world-destroying elixir refining ceremony will be completely launched only after the Guilty Emperor's birth is completed. At that time, all creatures in this world will be completely refined into pills and become sacrifices for the Guilty Emperor's arrival.

But now that the Wei Emperor has not come to the world, Bai Jun was beaten to death by Mi Shen.

The last step of the ritual could not be completed, and now everything is stuck at this joint. So the people who should be worried are not them, but the people outside who are responsible for hosting the competition.

This situation cannot be delayed for too long. If they don't intervene, it will definitely cause a huge riot and may even shake the foundation of the arena.

Seeing how calm he was, everyone calmed down and sat on the deck to rest.

In fact, it was just as Zhang Jun expected.

At this moment, in the arena, the voices of doubts and curses were almost drowning out the host and others.

At the beginning, the host could still find excuses to say that the formation was faulty.

But now as time goes by, everyone has no patience.

Moreover, the competitive world cannot end, which means that the entire arena will be shut down.

"What's going on? Why isn't it over yet??"

The host was wearing a mask, so the expression on his face could not be seen, but his voice already revealed impatience and anxiety.

Several other servants of God around also looked at each other, wondering what was going on. This had never happened before.

"We can't delay it any longer. It's taking too long. If we delay it any longer, there will be trouble. Otherwise, we should report it." A servant of God whispered.

"Report it?" The host's face darkened.

"You are crazy. Reporting this kind of thing will delay it even longer. If trouble occurs, one of us will be thrown into the endless hell."

The host thought for a moment: "In this way, one person will report it, and we will restore the formation. After the formation is restored, if there are still alive contestants, we will pull them all out quickly."

After all, they've delayed enough, and if something unexpected happens, they can't be blamed.

After the host finished speaking, the other servants of God thought about it and thought it was a solution.

"But what if these people come back and talk nonsense?"

At this time, a god servant asked quietly.

The host frowned when he heard this, but soon relaxed: "How can they understand the calculations between the gods? Even if it is nonsense, there is no concrete evidence, so don't worry about them."

In fact, the host had no idea what he was saying, so he just kept delaying it, fearing that before they could drag the people in the competitive world to death, both good and evil would be unable to sit still.

After agreeing on the countermeasures, the host immediately asked the servants of the gods to disperse.

Then he cleared his throat: "I'm sorry, everyone, the formation has been almost completed. Please wait a moment and it will be ready soon."

"Humph!"

Many people sneered, and some even sneered: "This is best, but I would like to ask the host, if after the formation is repaired, all our disciples die and no one survives, at that time, please give the host a explain."

The person who said this was Elder Zhao from the Wusheng Sect.

What he is most worried about now is hearing the bad news.

The host said helplessly: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor. It is not something we can decide."

As soon as he finished speaking, the competitive world behind him suddenly trembled a few times, and then the picture began to become clear.

At the same time, Zhang Jun and others sitting on the deck also felt their bodies suddenly lightened, and then they were pulled by a huge force to leave this world.

Fortunately, Zhang Jun's quick eyesight and quick hands quickly put away the [Galaxy Blood Guards].

Not long after, everyone was sent out of the competitive world one after another as their vision went dark and there was a strong sense of weightlessness.

Very different from the previous return.

This time everyone felt more like they were being dragged back by someone and thrown to the ground roughly.

So much so that when someone opened their eyes, they immediately fell to the ground and vomited.

"came back!!"

Elder Zhao and others immediately poked their heads out. When they saw Zhang Jun's familiar back, the four elders all let out a long sigh of relief.

Only then did Wu Mingtong look at his disciple. When he saw that Yang Qingshan was also safe and sound, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"So many people are alive this time??"

At this time, someone noticed that among the people participating in the competition, except for Qiu Feng, all the disciples of both good and evil paths were safe and sound.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time, most of their doubts about the arena were dispelled.

Regardless of whether what the madman said before was true or false, at least the result this time was not what the madman said.

It looked like things were even better than they thought.

Zhang Jun raised his head and looked in the direction of Zuo Xiantong. He saw that Zuo Xiantong looked in a daze, and there was a golden lotus in the light golden mark on his forehead.

As if aware of Zhang Jun's gaze, Zuo Xiantong looked sideways, with some doubts on his face, and then nodded slightly to Zhang Jun, then turned his head and ignored him.

It's no wonder that Zuo Xiantong was so indifferent. In Zuo Xiantong's impression, although he owed Zhang Jun a favor, the person who really gave him a huge favor was the Holy Son.

It seems that this guy has not been taken away by Mi Shen yet.

Zhang Jun thought in his mind that Mi Shen was seriously injured this time.

Even if it is parasitic on Zuo Xiantong's body, it is not easy to seize Zuo Xiantong's body. If he is not careful, he may be killed by Zuo Xiantong.

If you are Mi Shen, you must be careful to lurk at this time, for fear of being noticed by others.

"Congratulations to everyone for being able to work together to complete this competition. This time due to formation reasons, the return time has been slightly delayed. As compensation, you can be allowed to draw two consecutive draws."

I saw the host asked someone to take out a black extraction box and bring it up.

Yang Qingshan and the others all knew that there was something fishy about this matter, but as the host said before, how could they understand the calculations between the gods, so even though they felt very unhappy, they heard that they could draw two After this time, no one will continue to pay attention to this issue.

Zhang Jun didn't say anything when he saw this. He just looked at the lottery box and felt a little achy in his heart.

He has not forgotten about the [Three Tribulations of Moko].

According to Xue Haitang, two of these cards have already arrived, and the third one is either on the way or has already arrived.

No matter how hard he tried to hide, he couldn't escape.

Now it was time to draw another lottery. Zhang Jun was really worried that he might accidentally slip his hand and draw out the third one, Moko Jie.

"Can I stop smoking??"

Zhang Jun asked with a face as the host brought the lottery box in front of him.

"Don't smoke??"

The host was startled. He had never heard such a strange request before and immediately rejected Zhang Jun's idea: "This is against the rules. You don't have to draw. We will randomly select two and send them back to you."

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes, exhaled, put his hand in and fumbled around randomly, and found two boxes. He didn't dare to open the boxes at this time, so he could only throw them into the storage bag first.

Huang Mao, on the other hand, reached out and groped around in the box for a while, and happily took out two boxes and put them into his arms. The smile on his face was extremely happy. The goods he received this time were enough to stay in seclusion for a long time.

[You have participated in and completed an arena and obtained three wishing stars. You can return to the real world at any time, or you can stay here for eight hours before returning to reality. 】

At this time, the prompt sounded in Zhang Jun's ears.

Realizing that he didn't have much time, he was rushing to bring a few treasures back to reality this time to use for his master to change his destiny. Zhang Jun quickly walked out of the arena.

As soon as they walked out of the gate, Elder Zhao and the others were already waiting at the door.

Before they could speak, Zhang Jun hurriedly said, "Ask them both if you have anything to do. I have something urgent, so I'll go back first."

As he spoke, he hurried back and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, how...why is he walking so fast?"

Lao Zhao curled his lips and said that he had been worrying for so long in vain.

"Maybe I have to rush back to stabilize my cultivation. Didn't you notice that this kid has already entered the Tao? And why do I feel that he is about to break through to the second level?"

Wu Mingtong looked at the direction Zhang Jun was leaving and said.

"Second grade??"

Lao Zhao grinned and sneered: "He has just broken through to the Dao realm, and he can advance to the second level?? I don't believe it."

While they were talking, they saw Yang Qingshan and Huang Mao walking out.

Seeing his master picking him up, Yang Qingshan was suddenly moved and stepped forward and said: "Master, I am fortunate to have lived up to my command."

Wu Mingtong rolled his eyes. Fortunately, he lived up to his mission. He was busy making soy sauce during the whole process. He never helped Xiao Zhao. He curled his lips and greeted everyone: "Let's go back first. If there is any problem, we can talk about it when we get back..."

(End of this chapter)