Martial Arts Becomes Invincible Starting from the Golden Body

Chapter 86 Dead Tree
Huaiyang Secret Territory

Fang Chen and his companions stopped in front of a whirlpool, looked at each other, and then quickly dispersed and hid.

They were not planning to go in directly. Although the Huaiyang Secret Realm was not big, it was more than 3,000 miles in radius. There was no way to directly lock onto Hu Rui, so it would be easy to miss him.

It would be better to just wait in the passage. He can't stay in there forever anyway.

Fang Chen directly activated the Creation Hidden Yuan Technique and disappeared without a trace. He looked at the entrance of the passage quietly. These days, more and more warriors entered and left the Huaiyang Secret Realm.

Because Shangguan Hong lowered the ticket price from one thousand taels to one hundred taels, a sum that many martial artists could easily afford, the secret realm suddenly became lively again.

夜晚
The stars are high in the sky, the night is charming, the breeze is slightly cool, and the grass leaves are swaying.

Suddenly, Fang Chen's eyes focused and he saw two men being spit out from the passage.

One of them had a haggard face like an old man, while the other had a smile on his face and was a young man.

"Hu Rui!"

Fang Chen's heart was shocked. He certainly didn't judge them by their appearance, which was useless, but strength could not be faked. With his mental power that was about to undergo a qualitative change, he keenly realized that these two people were both in the Blood Coagulation Stage!
The Huaiyang Secret Realm could not possibly arouse the interest of the Blood Coagulation Realm, so it must be Hu Rui without a doubt.

But he did not rush out directly. Instead, he looked quite solemn, because in his perception, the man with the haggard face had stronger energy and blood than him.

Fang Chen didn't move, but someone else moved.

"Amitabha, no wonder I felt this way, it turns out a demon has descended here!"

The sky was shining with golden light, and Monk Wuyou appeared in mid-air. He was wearing a cassock and had a solemn appearance. His expression was extremely solemn yet with a hint of determination.

"So it's the stinky monk from the precept-keeping lineage. Tsk, I have to say, you have really sharp noses!"

Seeing Wuyou appear, Hu Rui was not panicked, but smiled and mocked.

"You are the filth of the world, I will sacrifice my life to purify you!"

Wuyou let out a loud cry and without saying any more nonsense, his cassock floated in the air and suddenly expanded, covering an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius.

"fall!"

Wuyou clasped his hands together, the sky was filled with golden light, a faint smoke came out of his mouth and nose, and with a loud shout, the cassock that covered the sky and the sun suddenly fell down.

"Buddha purifies the world!"

The rings of the cassock jingled, and Wuyou sat cross-legged in mid-air and began to chant. As he muttered, golden Buddhist scriptures condensed into substance and flew in the sky, and finally quickly fell on the trembling rings of the cassock.

"Buzz!"

The rings of the cassock were tangled wildly and connected into one piece. At this time, the sky-covering cassock just covered the two people below.

Unfortunately, before Wuyou could breathe a sigh of relief, a faint voice came from inside the cassock: "Free and unrestrained!"

Wuyou's expression changed and he shouted: "Everything is in the mind!"

"All dharmas cease to exist!"

The cassock glowed brightly, began to roll and shake, and finally shrank into a small ball. There seemed to be no movement inside.

But suddenly, the robes swelled wildly, as if there was a huge beast struggling inside, and then there was a sudden sound of tension, and the binding robes were torn into countless pieces!

A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, with countless mountain shadows overlapping. The heavy aura affected an area of ​​one kilometer in radius. The grass and trees bent and broke, the earth and rocks collapsed into powder, and the ground suddenly sank!
"This, Qi and blood are heavy?"

Feng Chengxuan had walked out of the darkness at some point, or rather, he had nowhere to hide, and the surrounding area of ​​a thousand meters was shrouded in the force field of the mountains.

Sweat appeared on his forehead and his legs were trembling slightly. Thinking of the haggard man, he murmured in a low voice: "Is it a dead tree?"

His hand subconsciously reached into his arms again.

"Ah, that should be correct! People who practice two different ways are rare to begin with, let alone those who practice neither the precepts nor the martial arts."

Shangguan Hong sighed at the side: "In the past few hundred years, I am afraid that only this chaotic era will cause the tree to wither!"

Warriors have strong desires by nature, and the non-disciplined path emphasizes freedom, which is tantamount to releasing the demons in one's heart. It is a miracle that Ku Mu has not gone astray yet.

"Tsk, this is really difficult!"

It can be said that Ku Mu has reached the peak of the blood coagulation realm. In the martial arts realm, Qi and blood are extremely important. Fei Jie should have also reached the peak of the third realm.

If it was just a matter of cultivating to the peak of the third realm, the little monk Wuyou could still give it a try, but he was definitely not a match for Ku Mu!

I'm afraid only a warrior with strong blood and strong energy can suppress it steadily.

"Do you want me to take action?" Shangguan Hong struggled in his heart.

In the sky, Wuyou was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his body was shaky, and he spoke with difficulty: "Withered, dead tree?"

The dead tree had a calm expression and said nothing, but the sadness on his face became even more intense.

"Tsk! Little monk, you can't do it either!" Hu Rui said with a relaxed expression.

Wuyou didn't say anything, but the determination between his brows grew stronger.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Sacrifice yourself..."

As Wuyou's voice rang out, his entire body began to become transparent, his pale golden internal organs clearly visible, and an aura of annihilation lingered around him.

But before he could finish, the dead tree bent its back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and its body suddenly flew backwards and landed several hundred meters away, splashing countless smoke and dust.

"Forget it, leave it to me!"

A faint voice sounded between heaven and earth.

A light breeze was blowing, and the golden light in the sky had not yet dissipated. A figure in white slowly walked out from the dusty place.

Shangguan Hong smiled unexpectedly, quite interesting!
"That's enough, little monk!"

Fang Chen tilted his head and chuckled.

Wuyou paused and hesitated for a moment, then his body slowly returned to normal.

Fang Chen flashed and grabbed Hu Rui's neck with one hand. The latter finally reacted, coughed a few times in fear, and shouted:

"Deadwood! Big brother, save me!"

"So noisy!" Fang Chen waved his hands. Is this Hu Rui?

What a disappointment to him!

"Dead tree! Dead tree!" Hu Rui struggled frantically.

Suddenly, the shadows of the mountains in the sky shook and fell like meteors. Fang Chen's expression changed. He didn't care about Hu Rui and hid directly.

"Boom!"

The shadow of the mountain did not stop because of Fang Chen's sudden disappearance, and it continued to press down with great force. The earth began to vibrate wildly, like a dragon turning over. Countless huge rocks rolled down from Huaiyang Mountain, and the scene became chaotic.

"what!"

After a long time, the world fell silent, with only Hu Rui's shouting lingering in the ears.

The place where Fang Chen and his companions were standing had turned into a valley with bumpy ground and many huge rocks lying across the center.

On a huge rock, the dead tree was still holding Hu Rui, who had only half of his body left, with a calm expression.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at his torn and pierced chest. He showed no pain and just said his first words of the day: "Noisy!"

"What?" Hu Rui stopped screaming in pain and raised his head in disbelief.

Unfortunately, the dead tree did not answer him. With a slight force of his bronze palm, Hu Rui exploded into a ball of blood foam.

Withered Tree licked his brother's blood on his face and finally smiled: "Interesting!"

"Tsk, he's really crazy!"

Shangguan Hong sighed and said, this is how a non-disciplined monk is. If one day a string is not connected correctly, he will lose control of himself. People who walk on the edge of a cliff will eventually fall down.

"No self, no form!"

Between heaven and earth, the majestic sound of a dead tree rang out. The whole person disappeared in an instant, and then appeared again. This time, the wound on his chest had disappeared.

"Hey!"

Fang Chen looked at this scene and thought that there was indeed something special about this group of people. He clenched his fists and the Moon Scale Stick in his hand was ready to move.

The golden-red long staff was raised, and a two-hundred-meter-long dragon appeared behind him, flying and wrapping around the rapidly growing moon-scale staff.

Fang Chen held up the bottom of the giant pillar with one hand, like a strong man holding up the sky. He swung his arm, and the giant pillar fell with a roar. However, the tremendous power was only directed at the dead tree covered by it. The place where it stood began to collapse and sink, but the surrounding area remained intact.

"how is this possible?"

Shangguan Hong opened his mouth in surprise. This was the first time he had seen someone in the blood coagulation state who could control and condense power to such an extent.

Although Xuan Gang warriors can also achieve this kind of scene, it is only possible with the blessing of heaven and earth.

"drink!"

The dead tree's face was calm but full of madness. He did not dodge but put his hands together. A torrent of black air came out and the strange visions on the mountains merged into one. He shouted loudly and grasped the top of the mountain and slammed it against the dragon-wrapped pillar!
“He’s really possessed!”

Shangguan Hong's face was solemn. The dead tree in this state seemed to be fighting with its life and was three times stronger than usual.

"boom!"

A huge roar was heard, the wind and clouds changed color, and an aftermath swept over. Shangguan Hong and others retreated one after another, and Feng Chengxuan and Monk Wuyou even spat out blood.

The ground rolled and trembled, and countless places exploded. The two men fought from the ground to the underground.

"Quick! Get out of the way!"

Feng Chengxuan screamed in panic. He had no time to think about Fang Chen's strength. If he was hit once in their fight, he might die.

Shangguan Hong grabbed Wuyou and quickly took off into the air, and Feng Chengxuan gritted his teeth and followed.

By the time they stood in the air, the area within a radius of ten miles had turned into a scorched earth. The scorching heat could still be felt even at an altitude of a hundred meters. The trees farther away had turned to ashes, and there was even something like lava flowing on the ground.

Fang Chen swung his long stick, and with it a burst of powerful force, he attacked the dead tree opposite at the speed of sound. The ground seemed to be swept by countless shells, and the sound of explosions was endless.

"Unmoving as a mountain!"

The dead tree suddenly put his hands together again, and a strange vision of blood and energy condensed on the surface of his body into a hundred-meter-long Buddha statue. The black air surrounding it made it even more indestructible.

Countless stick shadows collided with the Buddha statue, causing ripples to spread continuously.

Fang Chen curled his lips. It was really difficult to beat someone who practiced two different paths. If this dead tree was just a warrior with great Qi and Blood, he would have been blown to pieces by him long ago.

However, he was not tempted to practice another path, as it would only be a waste of time. With that time, he would be able to break through the Xuan Gang realm. By then, even someone who had practiced ten paths would be killed with one slap!

"But there's more to it than that!"

Fang Chen's fingers twitched slightly, with anticipation on his face. This was an attempt.

The black smoke Buddha statue was finally broken, but the shadows of the sticks in the sky also disappeared without a trace. The dead tree let out a breath, and under the tremendous pressure, he regained a bit of rationality. He was not yet possessed by the devil to the point of not wanting to live.

Just now, that was the biggest grave of non-disciplined monks. In madness, they would squander their vitality, and many monks of this path would die here.

Being possessed by a demon is not scary. No one cares whether it is a Buddha or a demon. He is lucky enough to wake up at the last moment.

"You are the strongest warrior with blood and energy like a dragon that I have ever seen!" The deep voice of the dead tree sounded.

A strange look flashed in Fang Chen's eyes, "Last words?"

"Humph!"

Withered Wood snorted coldly, not wanting to get entangled any more, and was about to leave quickly, but at this moment, an attack suddenly appeared from nowhere and pierced his throat directly, and half of his face became a mess.

His eyes moved downwards in disbelief, and it turned out to be a long golden and red stick!
"How? When?"

The dead tree spat out blood foam from its mouth, its eyes widened, and then it suddenly reacted, and a faint golden light began to condense: "No self..."

"There's no ghost yet!"

Fang Chen punched him in the head and blew it up, cursing.

Then he withdrew the Moon Scale Stick with satisfaction. The previous attack was his application of the power of heaven and earth that represented the "hidden" in the Creation Hidden Yuan Gong.

He directly concealed his attack, which also meant that he really began to master and understand this bit of power of heaven and earth, which was necessary if he wanted to cultivate it to the third level.

(End of this chapter)