A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng waved his hands, and with a thought, the protective qi emanated from his body, and a bell-shaped shield appeared immediately.

He dragged the big stick and ran forward. At this time, a layer of light shield also appeared on Huineng's body. The light shield was like a golden bell with golden runes on it. Then the light shield shrank in a flash and condensed into armor on his body.

It immediately protected his whole body like a golden armor.

Qingfeng sighed, his bell-shaped shield could not be like this, but his blood evil magic could also turn evil spirits into armor. It seems that there are some similarities between the two.

Without saying much, Qingfeng was already beside Huineng in this moment.

But before he could swing the big stick, Huineng had already reached out with one hand, and saw that his hand actually emitted golden light and turned into a golden palm about one meter long, and slapped him.

Qingfeng was shocked and quickly blocked his chest with a big stick. With a loud bang, Qingfeng felt a huge force coming over him. He immediately stepped back a few steps, with a look of surprise on his face.

He thought to himself, "So strong!"

Huineng was also a little surprised. His Buddha Golden Palm had a force of tens of thousands of pounds, and it was no problem to break rocks and break gold. Usually, this palm would break a few feet high rock to the ground, but he didn't expect this guy to just step back a few steps.

Well, well, heroes have always been young, but today we have to break the rules and have a good fight.

Without waiting for Qingfeng to attack, this time it was Huineng who crushed him, a pair of huge palms banged at him, and Qingfeng could only defend himself at this moment.

The two tried to hit him a few times, and then saw the thirty-six prayer beads on Huineng's head circling in a circle, and whirred towards him.

Qingfeng quickly propped up the bell cover, and the golden rune flew out, and suddenly there was a continuous sound of clang.

The thirty-six prayer beads scattered and hit, but they could not break the golden rune and were blocked by it.

Qingfeng looked at the distance, and suddenly his muscles tightened, and the Xuantian twenty-four sticks were turned out. After hearing a few bangs, the prayer beads were knocked out by him.

Qingfeng then rushed forward and hit with a stick technique. At this moment, Huitong's skin was golden, and he turned into a golden man.

The two immediately started to fight with their bodies. Unexpectedly, Huitong's body was also very strong, and his horizontal force was about 140,000 or 150,000. For a while, the two were evenly matched.

After a while, Huitong suddenly slapped out with a palm and broke away from Qingfeng's duel.

Then he suddenly shouted: "Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Po Mi Ma Ma Hong..."

He put his hands together, and the finger gestures in his palms kept changing. The thirty-six prayer beads were combined together and transformed into a golden flying dragon.

"Roar..."

A deafening roar came out, and the golden dragon bit Qingfeng. As soon as it touched, Qingfeng felt a huge force coming. He didn't expect that this guy was like a real entity, with infinite power.

Qingfeng hit him a few times, but he only saw golden light on his body, and there was no effect at all.

Under the ring, everyone saw this scene and speculated who was better. The monks of Fayuan Temple were all silent, except Huitong, who frowned and was surprised from time to time, as if he had some understanding.

Qingfeng only felt that Huineng was really powerful, but after fighting for a while, he also figured out some routines. At this moment, he no longer hid his strength. He saw his stick whistling like a dragon.

But in an instant, he fought with Huineng again, but this time, Qingfeng used the Xuantian 24 sticks one after another.

These 24 sticks were stacked layer by layer, and the more they hit, the more powerful they were.

Huineng was more and more shocked at this moment. Qingfeng was really powerful. He was only at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, but he could be so terrifying just by relying on his body training method.

You should know that the Golden Bell Cover he practiced was both internal and external, and he was also at the great perfection of foundation building. At this moment, he didn't want to be suppressed by him, which was really uncomfortable.

This also showed the horror of Qingfeng. If one day he could complete the foundation building, wouldn't he be invincible under the Golden Core.

"The eighth Xuantian stick, through the sky and through the earth..."

At this moment, the wind and clouds changed, and countless stick shadows suddenly turned into a huge stick that held up the sky. This stick exuded endless brilliance, and it seemed that there was only this stick between heaven and earth.

With a loud bang, the giant stick came straight down.

Seeing this, Huineng revealed his Vajra body, and raised thirty-six prayer beads, which turned into a golden circle and pressed firmly on Zi's head.

Prajnaparamita...

Golden light emanated from him, instantly covering the entire arena.

Then a dazzling light burst out.

Then the arena shield was shaking, and the supervisory elder immediately blessed it and slowly stabilized it.

When the light faded, blood was seen flowing from the corner of Qingfeng's mouth, and Huineng knelt on one knee, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

He slowly stood up, and just as he was about to speak, another mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Everyone was surprised to see this scene, because no one knew what happened in the light just now.

Somewhere under the arena, Ye Ruxin was also puzzled. Just based on the stick just now, it shouldn't be like this. Qingfeng didn't know what hidden means he had. It seemed that he couldn't be careless, otherwise it would be a big joke if he capsized in the gutter.

At this moment, only the two parties must know.

Huineng stood there and gave a bitter smile. He really didn't expect that just after the blow from the breeze, someone suddenly appeared close to him and slapped a golden palm print on his chest.

I saw that the palm was extremely powerful, and I didn't know what the palm technique was. Even his golden body couldn't bear it, and the palm penetrated him, breaking his golden body and causing him internal injuries. .

He was very confused as to what kind of palm technique it was. It was extremely strong and extremely domineering.

Qingfeng was also sighing at this moment. He didn't expect the Mahamudra technique left by Ao Tongtian to be so overbearing. He had only practiced the first level, and it was so powerful. If he learned all the nine levels, he didn't know what the effect would be.

But the most important thing about this battle is his magical power. He doesn't show this skill to others, just because he wants it to have the effect of surprising others and covering up their unpreparedness.

But he didn't expect him to use this move so vividly that one move almost determined the outcome.

"Senior Brother Huineng, do we want to continue?"

Huineng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You win, but your skills are not as good as others, but you are convinced by the defeat."

As soon as these words came out, the melon-eating crowd under the ring screamed in surprise. I really didn't know why Huineng would say this, and what kind of extraordinary abilities did Qingfeng have?

The supervisory elder announced that Qingfeng was the winner, and the competition was over.

When Qingfeng came down to the ring, the disciples of Taiyi Sect congratulated him one after another, and some acquaintances also came to congratulate him.

At this time, an elder of Daoxuan Sect came here, handed Qingfeng a blue pill, and told him that in the next competition between Ye Ruxin and Huineng, he could take this opportunity to go back and rest for a while.

He also said that if he wins another round, he will be the first in this seven-party competition.