What should I do if I become a Buddha at the beginning

Chapter 267

The black mist overflowing from the ghost island is like a dark cloud covering the sky, and the icy cold and evil spirit is sweeping in all directions. Ordinary monks can't stand at all, so they can only retreat continuously, leaving this eerie place far away .

Even those powerful monks of the older generation couldn't bear such a strange atmosphere, especially the cold and evil spirit, which caused their souls and bodies to suffer painful torture together.

Many people have quietly left to escape this evil place. At this time, there are fewer and fewer people who still insist on staying. These people without exception are strong-willed people, and they are willing to endure this unimaginable torture. , that's because there are still deep expectations in my heart.

Since ancient times, dangers and benefits have coexisted. The more dangerous a place is, there must be great opportunities hidden. It depends on who can persist until the end and get what ordinary people can't get.

This is the common thought of everyone, so they are willing to stay and witness the last chance.

At this time, Wang Chang'an didn't have time to pay attention to other people's thoughts. He was in big trouble, not only because of Qi Long's problem, but also because of Ghost Island's tendency to get out of control at this time.

The seal originally imposed by Wang Chang'an himself with the help of the Taiji Yin-Yang diagram is now on the verge of destruction, and Ghost Island is about to break free from its shackles and demonstrate its power to the greatest extent.

The root of all this lies in the black shadows standing under the ghost island in the air. They are performing some kind of unknown ceremony in the dark, which temporarily counteracts the sealing power exerted by the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, prompting the ghost island to appear. change.

At the same time, Qi Long also took advantage of the power of Ghost Island to undergo astonishing changes. His strength soared all the way, and he even stepped into the Taoist realm in just a short moment, and there is no sign of stopping. What realm will his upper limit of strength rise to? Just a fan.

Therefore, when Wang Changan dealt with Qi Long, he was also staring at the source of these changes, which was the ghost island.

This is the most troublesome part for Wang Changan. The reason why he was able to successfully take away a ghost island from the ghost sea at the beginning, in retrospect, is probably a conspiracy behind it, a huge conspiracy, and it is very likely that it will fall into the hands of others. In the trap.

Perhaps, it was deliberately done by those mysterious creatures hidden deep in the sea of ​​ghosts, with the purpose of bringing this ghost island out of the sea of ​​ghosts without knowing it.

Thinking of this, Wang Chang'an couldn't help feeling a chill down his back, and his whole body was tingling with cold.

If things are really as conjectured, the consequences will be very serious, especially when he thinks about what will happen to Ghost Island after it is completely out of control, nothing is known.

But there is one thing that Wang Changan knows very well, that is, he knows that he brought out Ghost Island by himself, and no matter what happens, it is caused by him, which makes him very likely to be the culprit.

"kill."

Just when Wang Chang'an was feeling uneasy because the ghost island was about to lose control, Qi Long drove a large black mist to kill him again.

"roll."

Wang Changan was very annoyed, he was getting angry, secretly hating himself for making a mistake and doing something wrong, and at this moment, this monster like Qi Long kept using powerful killing moves, trying to kill him.

Therefore, under anger, Wang Changan opened his mouth and told Qi Long to go away.

However, with Qi Long's current state, he probably didn't know the meaning of "rolling off" for a long time. Not only did he not leave, but he continued to kill Wang Chang'an with a murderous aura.

At the same time, following Wang Chang'an's angry reprimand, he waved his big hand, and in an instant, a golden palm several feet in size suddenly fell from the sky and hit Qi Long like killing a fly.

This palm was so powerful that it not only scattered the black mist with one slap, but also smashed Qi Long to the ground with one slap, and wiped out all his attacks, without causing any harm to Wang Changan at all. threaten.

"Kill, kill, kill."

Although he was slapped on the ground, Qi Long still yelled madly, like a ruthless killing machine, except for the word 'kill', he couldn't say anything else.

"Noisy."

Wang Chang'an was irritated when he heard this, and his anger surged in his heart. He raised both hands at the same time, and used the powerful Vajra Palm continuously at a very high frequency and at a fast speed.

At this moment, big golden hands flew down from the sky like hailstones, hitting Qi Long one after another.

Regardless of how much black mist he has absorbed, how weird it is, and how strong his body is, under the continuous slamming, there is no time for him to resist. Dozens of slamming blows directly smashed him to the ground It was smashed, the bones of the whole body were smashed, like a puddle of mud on the ground, and there was no human appearance at all.

It was only at this moment that Wang Changan felt relieved, stopped his hands and glanced at the rotten flesh and blood on the ground indifferently, thinking that if he dared to make me irritated, this would be the end.

Witnessing Wang Changan's storm-like attack, both the older generation of monks who stayed behind and Qi Yunhong, Qi Long's ancestor, all stared wide-eyed at this moment, completely frozen in place.

This is too violent, beating a monk whose strength has reached the asking level is completely unilateral crushing, and Qi Long will not be given a chance to fight back at all, which is too scary.

At this moment, they looked at Wang Changan with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a rare humanoid beast.

It was too violent to describe.

Wang Changan ignored everyone's gaze, just looked up at the ghost island floating in the sky. After the Tai Chi Yin-Yang map was enlarged, it fully covered the space within a radius of tens of miles, but just like before, although it was shrouded in ghosts above the island, but it is difficult to seal it up again.

And under the ghost island, those weird and mysterious black figures are still praying to the ghost island, as if they are performing some kind of unknown ceremony, and they always feel that something is wrong.

"Go to hell."

The more Wang Changan watched, the more angry he became, he simply raised his hand and slapped those weird shadows, trying to wipe them out with a single slap like Qi Long, so as to prevent future troubles.

A golden palm several feet in size flew out of Wang Changan's hand, facing the black mist covering the sky, it went straight to hit those black shadows.

"quack."

A black shadow in the shape of a wild animal screamed strangely. The onlookers below were caught off guard, and their brains went blank, as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer on their skulls. Although there was no pain, their brains were stunned. , lost all color, just a blank.

Even Wang Chang'an was caught. He never expected that Sombra could take the time to use such insidious and vicious methods, directly attacking the most vulnerable souls of people.

The soul is undoubtedly Wang Changan's shortcoming, a weak link, once attacked, it will have a huge impact on his consciousness.

The first one to wake up was Qi Yunhong. As a half-sage, he was an extraordinary half-sage who had been cultivated bit by bit by himself. He practiced steadily and steadily without taking any shortcuts, so his abilities were very balanced. Whether it is the body or the soul, they have undergone countless tempering to create extraordinary abilities.

Followed by Wang Chang'an who came to his senses, as a mortal fairy body, his physique is naturally unparalleled, let alone a semi-holy, even a true saint may not be able to overwhelm him physically.

But Wang Changan's abilities are not balanced. Compared with his powerful body, his soul power is utterly weak. Once he encounters an attack on the spiritual level, this shortcoming will become especially obvious.

"clang."

The divine bell rang, and a small golden bell burst into brilliant golden brilliance, and that soft golden wave spread out in the divine sea, dispelling the spiritual attack imposed by the black shadow.

The Wannian Divine Bell rang in the sea of ​​gods, covering the top of the soul, actively playing its role, helping the soul to resist the attacks of the outside world.

"what."

At this moment, Wang Changan frowned suddenly, an accident happened, and he was still going in the worst direction.

The worries in my heart turned out to be reality.

Qi Long stood up from the ground again, his tattered body was restored to its original state under the nourishment of the endless black mist.

He got up from the ground again, receiving the billowing black mist pouring down from the ghost island above his head, which brought his strength to a new level.

From the Asking Realm to the He Dao Realm in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Wang Changan's face was solemn, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Where is Qilong's limit?
Could it be that every death he experienced would greatly increase his strength?

Now he is in the Harmonious Dao Realm. Although there are external factors, the real strength that can be displayed is still to be discussed. This is not the point, nor is Wang Changan most worried about it.

The real worry is in the back, if Qi Long is defeated this time, or even smashed into a puddle like just now, what will be the result?

Could it be another surge in strength?

His current strength has risen to the Hedao Realm, and the next step will be the Transcendent Realm, that is, to become a semi-holy one just like his ancestor Qi Yunhong.

But is the semi-holy end the end?
Not necessarily, there is still a true saint in the future, and Wang Changan doesn't even dare to continue thinking about it in the future.

Just thinking about this is enough to make his scalp tingle. If it continues to rise like this, it will be endless. Who will be his opponent in the future, wouldn't it be that he will sweep the world.

When he saw that Qi Long had further reached the Composite Dao Realm, let alone Wang Changan was shocked, all the people present were stunned without exception.

what's the situation?
A young man whose strength has reached the level of Dao!
God, the world must be crazy.

Many people panicked and couldn't believe their eyes at all, let alone believe it was true.

So amazing and so infuriating.

Others practice hard all their lives, and in the end there are only a few people who can reach the Dao state.

Searching all over the Qitian and Dayan dynasties, there are countless monks, but there are very few people who can cultivate to the realm of harmony.

It's too difficult, the difficulty of which is simply not overwhelming.

But now, someone has really ascended to the sky in one step, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, his strength has been rampant all the way, and he has rushed all the way from the Heaven-reaching Realm to the He Dao Realm.

It's too exaggerated, too crazy, too irritating.

The onlookers were speechless, filled with bitterness and melancholy.

They have worked hard all their lives, and when they reach old age, they suddenly find that they are behind the times, not as good as a young man.

And Qi Yunhong, Qi Long's ancestor, was full of conflicts in his heart at the moment, he was both joyful, disappointed and unwilling.

It stands to reason that among the juniors, there is a strong man in the Dao realm, who has achieved such an achievement at a young age, which is good news worth celebrating.

But Qi Long's current appearance made it difficult for him to feel a little joy.

What he saw was a monster, a monster through and through, a monster wearing Qi Long's skin.

A dark, unkillable monster.

He stood closest and could see most clearly what Wang Changan had done to Qi Long just now. He collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, totally inhuman.

In such a state, if you were an ordinary person, you would absolutely have no chance of surviving.

But Qi Long woke up from death again, his original horrific appearance disappeared, and he became a living person again in the blink of an eye.

All this is enough to prove that the one standing in front of everyone, although he looks like Qi Long, is no longer the real Qi Long. Because of this, Qi Yunhong did not stop Wang Changan from killing him, and killed Qi Long again and again. kill.

After the resurrection, Qi Long still kept yelling 'kill, kill, kill', even the tone of voice was exactly the same as before.

He had only one target, and that was Wang Chang'an. His dark red blood eyes revealed a terrifying light, and he stared at Wang Chang'an firmly, completely ignoring the other people present.

"kill."

With a loud roar, he shot at Wang Changan at once, and with both hands, he condensed the black mist and turned into a shiny black spear. come over.

Seeing Qi Long make a move, Wang Changan cheered up, and a vision suddenly appeared with a wave of his big hand.

Immortal dance under the moon.

A white immortal shadow, holding a long sword condensed with immortal energy, danced lightly under the moonlight. It seemed to move gracefully, but in fact it was full of murderous intentions.

The sword energy is freely swaying in the hand, like a flower blooming to the extreme, beautiful and enchanting, the white petals are all formed by the condensation of sword energy, and in a very short period of time, the most beautiful flower blooms .

The fairy dances like a swimming dragon, flexible and changeable, sometimes softly, sometimes swiftly.

All of this is not just for people to appreciate. This is a kind of sword dance that kills and shocks the sky. It looks beautiful but actually has unlimited killing intent.

When Qi Long rushed into the vision, trying to kill Wang Chang'an with a single blow with the black spear in his hand, the terrifying killing array began.

That beautiful and brilliant flower was the first to bloom, and with dozens of sword qi combined, it launched the most violent attack.

As soon as Qi Long stepped into the vision, he was attacked on the spot by the most ferocious attack ever. Flowers fluttered and bloomed in front of him. They were countless sharp sword auras, which bloomed instantly in his body in a fit posture. to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)