Nine turns immortal

"This Xiao Zhan has now become a celestial being, and it may be difficult to suppress this person with Taishi sword light alone, no matter what, no matter what."

Daoist Taichong's Qingjun face showed a serious look, but his eyes were even sharper.

As soon as he thought about it, the fairy light all over his body was shining, the void was buzzing and trembling, and a simple long knife rose from the back of his head, exuding immeasurable aura, shocking the world, even in the Dao Pagoda, it seemed that the power of this magic knife could not be completely restrained .

Taishi Divine Knife, Taoist Taichong has sacrificed the body of Taishi Divine Knife at this time, revealing his supernatural powers to suppress the bottom of the box. For a while, the mysterious light is shining all over his body, and the terrifying aura is overwhelming, rolling towards Xiao Zhan Press away.

This air is mysterious and unparalleled, and the Dao rhyme is infinite. Although the long knife looks ordinary, it has a desolate and vast aura. Mystery is everywhere, like the initial light of the Dao.

Xiao Zhan's complexion changed drastically, he only felt that his aura was obscured, as if countless divine mountains had been suppressed, his body creaked, as if it was about to break, and the severe pain made him roar.

Xiao Zhan used his central fighting power to the limit. A golden shadow of the god of war with a height of one hundred feet roared out, his fists and feet were like dragons, shaking the void, and the endless qi twisted like a vast long wave. The sound of muffled thunder continued.

In the blink of an eye, there are countless golden fairy lights on the stage of seeking Taoism, stirring everywhere, tearing vertically and horizontally, and the momentum is extremely majestic. Everyone in the audience is horrified, and they are even more jealous of Xiao Zhan, who is so arrogant and fierce. The means of attacking and killing are simply designed for fighting. Even if someone present has broken through to the realm of immortals, they still feel that Xiao Zhan's central combat power is too ferocious and difficult to resist.

Wang Qianduan sat on the Dao platform and sighed secretly. He knew very well that Xiao Zhan was powerful and unparalleled in combat power. The ordinary monks in the realm of immortals were naturally no match for him, but Taoist Taichong was definitely not among them. Yes, the abyss is as deep as the sea, and it is definitely not easy to defeat.

On the other altar, Taoist Taixuan shook his head slightly, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"Hey, Taishi Divine Sword, and my Taishang Divine Sword, and another Taichu Divine Sword come from the same source, and it is supreme. So far, I have not been able to understand the mystery of it, and I cannot fully exert its power. Even so, It's not something that this mere central fighting power can resist."

Daoist Taixuan thought to himself, he is naturally very clear about the power of the Taishi Divine Saber, it is comparable to the Taishang Divine Saber on his body, it is an ancient treasure, and it contains endless mysterious power.

The next moment, Taoist Taichong let out a deep shout, and the celestial light blazed all over his body, and all the vast mana poured into the Taishi Divine Knife. This mysterious and ancient sword buzzed and trembled like billions of dragons roaring, roaring and flickering, countless golden fairy lights Cracked down inch by inch, even the phantom of the Supreme War God shot by Xiao Zhan was extremely fragile in front of this ancient sword, and exploded into golden light all over the ground.

Pfft, spit out a mouthful of blood, Xiao Zhan's face turned pale for a while, and his eyes revealed incomparable horror. He did not expect that the magic knife in Taoist Taichong's hand was so sharp that it was impossible to conjecture with common sense. Almost everything has been suppressed with most of its power, unable to fully exert its power, and only its own strength can be relied on, but the magic knife in the hands of Taoist Taichong in front of him is beyond his imagination, and it seems that it is not subject to the rules in the Dao Pagoda at all. How could this keep her from being terrified.

With a bitter sigh, Xiao Zhan's expression changed in an instant, and a rushing fighting spirit gathered again. He laughed a few times, and crushed the mysterious jade talisman in his hand. His figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared. No, it was obviously sent to the outside of the Dao Pagoda by the power of the jade talisman.

Xiao Zhan's actions were too fast, no one thought that he would be so decisive, defeated by Taoist Taichong, and directly left the Dao Pagoda, the place of supreme opportunity, without even a second chance to challenge. No, it's too chic.

Only a few people in the field knew the mystery of it, and Wang Gan was one of them. He could tell that Taoist Taichong's Taishi Sword was definitely not easy to pick up, even though it only destroyed the God of War condensed by Xiao Zhan. Phantom, but for Xiao Zhan himself, he still suffered a lot of damage, not only hurting his vitality, but even his soul and primordial spirit were injured by a mysterious Taoist will. If the battle continues, the foundation will be damaged, so He retreated resolutely, and Wang Qian also understood that after leaving this time, a person like Xiao Zhan recovered from his injuries, and his cultivation level must be further improved, and his Taoist heart may also be condensed to a more tenacious level. The possibility of a blessing in disguise is very high.

At this point, Taoist Taichong naturally obtained a platform for seeking Taoism, and he firmly grasped an opportunity. As long as he is not defeated by others, there will definitely be a fortune in the end.

Next, on the platforms of seeking Taoism one after another, there were many discussions, and many mysterious supernatural powers and fairy arts appeared layer by layer, and all the geniuses fought against each other, and the sky was covered by divine light, and the clouds were bursting.

The first ones to be challenged were those at the level of the immortals. Those who occupy a Taoist altar with the realm of the immortals like Wang Gan are relatively quiet for the time being.

Amitabha, the sound of the Buddha's name sounded, and the brilliant Buddha's light curled up, and a monk in white walked up to a prayer platform.

This monk is Monk Liaofan of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect. A round of pure Buddha light at the back of his head softly illuminates the world, making people feel calm and calm, with a gentle temperament and the appearance of an eminent monk.

The next moment, the discussion of Taoism began. Monk Liaofan recited the Buddha's name, stepped forward, and a golden lotus flower appeared under his feet. Monk Fan kept pinching the Yin Jue in his hands, and the Buddha's light directly formed a tough enchantment on the Taoist altar, blooming with ten thousand zhang Buddha's light.

"Vajra Mandala!"

The faint sound of the Buddha sounded, and his opponent's figure shook, and he played a series of magical powers. The lasing on the Buddha's light barrier only produced a little ripple, which was difficult to break through for a while.

Monk Liaofan stretched out his hand, and the vajra mandala enchanted by the Buddha's light suddenly flashed countless Buddhist seals, and it shrank into a golden ball the size of a fist with a whistling sound.

This kind of method is shocking. It is just a simple enchantment, which can imprison a monk who has practiced several powerful immortal arts.

Sumina mustard seed, Vajra mandala, this is a mysterious supernatural power in Buddhism. It is said that if you practice it to the extreme, you can seal the world with a flick of your finger, and turn the universe into a speck of dust. It is mysterious and unpredictable.

Although Monk Liaofan had not practiced to the legendary realm, his move still shocked everyone. In less than two breaths, he ended a discussion.

With a compassionate smile on his face, the Buddha's light around him became even brighter. With a flick of his fingers, the vajra mandala disappeared. When the monk reappeared, he was already under the altar.

Undoubtedly, Liao Fan also occupied a platform for seeking Taoism, sitting on it, solemnly, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and everyone was in awe.

"What a powerful vajra mandala. Monk Fan's Dharma practice is really impressive. I wonder if there are any other means?"

Wang Qian secretly admired it while watching it, and at the same time was thinking about Monk Fan's method.