Dao Fruit

Dharma image?

Hearing this word, Qiu Yan's thoughts moved slightly, but then he suppressed his curiosity, pulled the mountain and river scene held in his right hand, confronted the chaos of the grassland, and stabilized the situation.

Then, the two Confucian orders wandering on the side returned and merged into himself, and in an instant, six phantoms formed behind him, blurry and unreal.

"What you did was in vain." On the opposite side, the Dharma image with thousands of hands and feet waved his arms, and thousands of arms opened their palms at the same time, and various forces of nature gushed out, like a big wave, rushing towards Qiu Yan, and split into characters halfway, echoing with the human thunder that appeared in the sky, and looked like an article from a distance.

The article circulated and condensed into a ball of light containing various characters, which actually compressed all the power. Even if it was far away, the terrifying breath in it could still be felt!

Faced with such a situation, a phantom behind Qiu Yan stepped forward, flowing with two forces of order, combining together to become a longbow!

Shoot!

Then, the figure of the man was clear, and he looked exactly like Qiu Yan. He pulled the bow in his hand, but there was no arrow on the bowstring.

"Oh? You also want to shoot arrows? This is not something you people in the Central Plains are good at. Could it be that you were stimulated by the arrows before?" A voice came out from the Thousand Hands Dharma Image, accompanied by an indescribable terrifying momentum.

This momentum solidified the surrounding space, and with the compressed light ball, the light ball moved forward, but was blocked by the breath emitted by the scroll, but it broke the confinement little by little, and was about to fall on Qiu Yan.

Speaking of which, if it were not for the power of order when the classics were cast, let alone facing the Dharma Image of the Great Chanyu, it would be difficult to even gather the thoughts of the practitioners.

"There is already archery in the Six Arts of Confucianism. It has been advocated since ancient times. How can it be said that it is not good at it?" Faced with such a situation. Qiu Yan just said lightly: "Why do you think I set up a formation to attract a wisp of thought from the cultivators on the grassland?"

"Hmm?" When Qianshou Faxiang was puzzled, he saw that the cultivators who were oppressed by him and Qiu Yan suddenly rose with a mysterious aura, which came in an instant and gathered on Qiu Yan's bowstring, condensing into a long arrow!

The long arrow involved the luck of all sects, and you can see the illusory scene of various Taoist methods and Taoist arts changing endlessly.

Then Qiu Yan hooked his fingers. The bowstring was tightened, and he shot the arrow out in one go!

Ding!

The arrow hit the light ball, and then the light ball exploded!

Boom!

The suppressed power of the light ball itself exploded, tearing the temporary consciousness space apart. The space cracks raged like a hurricane, and the cultivators who were taken in a wisp of thought were even more shattered, leaving only pure thoughts, and the luck connected to them was also condensed into an arrow just now. Colliding with the light ball.

Now, the light ball exploded, the power scattered, and even entangled the marginal luck of the sects behind the cultivators. Making the situation more complicated, projections of magic and magic weapons were formed out of thin air, flying in the air, leaving a trail of light. Each path contains a changeable force, and if it is contaminated, it will infect one's own luck. Affect fate.

In this way, the huge Thousand Hands Dharma Image is particularly inconvenient, but the Dharma Image rotates in the air, and there are thousands of clones. Each clone is flexibly rotating between the light and rushing towards Qiu Yan!

In this chaotic situation, even a sixth-level cultivator will inevitably have difficulty in using his strength. What's more, Da Shanyu, a sixth-level cultivator, is stranded in the mortal world and is subject to many restrictions. Even in the consciousness space, he will be suppressed. It is not as casual as he said. That statement is actually to cover up and deter.

In addition, his body was sealed and suppressed. The seemingly random attack just now actually cost a lot of money. It took a lot of effort to accumulate power, layout, take advantage of the situation, and delay time. Otherwise, why would he say so much to Qiu Yan?

The strength he showed was to cover up the fact that he was strong on the outside, but as Qiu Yan shot an arrow, his luck was in chaos, and this cover-up could no longer be maintained.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The avatars of the Dharma rushed like arrows and shot out. The speed was so fast that even the suppression power of the classic scroll could not catch up for a while.

In the blink of an eye, several avatars arrived in front of Qiu Yan. One of them was shining all over, releasing a destructive aura, and then exploded!

Qiu Yan moved his feet, his figure flashed, and he retreated quickly. The mountains, rivers, and grasslands connected to his hands immediately became like two long rainbows, and he was dragged by him to draw two trajectories in the air. He retreated dozens of feet and avoided being affected by the self-explosion of the Dharma incarnation.

Beside him, the one of the six phantoms recognized that he had drawn a bow and arrow, and shot an arrow of luck, but was now affected by the explosion and disappeared.

However, one of the remaining five phantoms immediately came up, with two Confucian spirits flowing, and the figure solidified, also the same as Qiu Yan, and the power of order formed a car frame under him!

Drive!

Then, the man took a step and climbed onto the car frame. The car rose from the ground, and many reins flew out, entangled in the chaotic luck and the light of Taoism. The order flowed, and he actually controlled it, mobilizing the Dharma incarnation to rush over.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, flames bloomed in the sky, which were traces of the light shattered after colliding with the clone.

But then, more dharma clones broke through the flames and pointed directly at where Qiu Yan was. There were also ice, flames, and thunder roaring. At the critical moment, another phantom stood out behind Qiu Yan and turned into his own appearance. As soon as it took shape, he sat down cross-legged, a zither appeared on his legs, and his hands stroked...

Music!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The rapid sound of the zither radiated out, causing the already chaotic luck and Taoist light to scatter and collide with each other, and squeeze the space of the dharma clones into a small space.

This collision, with Qiu Yan as the core, continued to radiate outward, and soon affected the entire space. The collision and displacement of those brilliances seemed to have no rules, but there was a little consciousness inside, and finally...

Another person condensed behind Qiu Yan, with stars, sun and moon floating around him. Then he raised his hand to calculate, and countless information flashed in his eyes, reflecting the chaotic scene around him, and his consciousness was linked with the divine body.

Count!

In these eyes, the chaotic and changing brilliance is not chaotic, but follows the rules, colliding and shifting according to the calculated trajectory.

Finally...

"Now!"

Qiu Yan, who had been retreating in a hurry, stopped. Behind him, another shadow solidified. He held a huge brush in his hand. With a flick of his arm, ink gushed out from the tip of the brush. It did not form characters, but rolled out lines and expanded in the air.

Book!

The ink lines spread in all directions from where Qiu Yan was, like a spider web. Lines were connected with rays of light, intertwined, intertwined, and interlaced. In a blink of an eye, layers of formations were laid in the sky and the world!

"Huh?" The flying Dharma clones were retreated by the sound waves. Now they found the lines and formations, and felt bad!

"Finally found it? It's too late!" Qiu Yan shook his head and swung his hands. The mountains, rivers, grasslands, and northern borders connected to his hands rolled up at the same time and flew into the sky!

At the same time, the last illusion behind him solidified instantly. The figure had nothing in his hand. He just looked up, made a seal, and whispered a word. Then, a thought rose in his body, as ethereal as the smoke of incense.

Sacrifice!

The sky and the earth changed color, and the surging people's wishes fell, pouring into the mountains, rivers, grasslands, and northern borders that were rolling in the sky.

Boom!

A thunderbolt broke through the clouds and fell down, pointing directly at Qiu Yan, like a beam of light penetrating the sky and covering Qiu Yan. The mountains, rivers, grasslands, and northern borders were completely integrated under the melting of lightning, and a picture scroll was spread out. In the picture scroll, the military and geographical order roared out and entangled Qiu Yan's body.

"This scroll is now complete. There are many reasons along the way, but there are also unexpected gains..."

A few screams were heard during the conversation, and several glowing figures were taken out of the void. They were the cultivators led by Ding Chunzi and Qiu Longke who had fought with Qiu Yan. These people had long been imprisoned by the air column whirlwind. If it weren't for the previous time and space confusion, they would have been sealed in the book. Although they were delayed for a long time, they still couldn't escape. Under Qiu Yan's virtual grasp, they were sealed into the scroll along with a cloud of smoke.

Then, the flying luck and Taoist light were also drawn over and merged into it.

The chaotic situation was gone, and the suppressed cultivators who had only a wisp of thought left, all re-condensed their bodies at this time. They obviously noticed that the pressure around them had decreased, but it was still difficult to sever the connection between the main body and this wisp of thought.

As for the Dharma clones, they didn't have to move around anymore, and they wouldn't be hit by the light, but the great Chanyu who controlled the Dharma clones didn't continue to attack, but stopped instead.

"What a good plan! First, you used the confrontation between you and me to intimidate the whole place and weaken the thoughts of the monks present. Then, you used the six arts of a gentleman to absorb, spread, manipulate, and arrange them one by one, and even used this to attract the wishes of the people seeking immortality to gather together, and created such a classic scroll!"

Several Dharma clones gathered together and turned into the appearance of the Great Chanyu. His face was gloomy and his tone was very low.

As soon as the voice fell, lightning rushed over and hit him directly. There were thousands of lightnings jumping and hitting each Dharma clone, destroying them.

Every time a Dharma was destroyed, the remaining information would be pulled and thrown into the scroll. At this time, Qiu Yan raised his hand and the scroll became a shaft and fell down. After being caught by him, he stretched out a finger and wrote the word "Yu" on the side of the scroll with blood!

The General Essentials of the Military Classics, the Yu Department, was formed!

Huh!

The moment this word fell, the wind howled, and violent pressure fell from the sky. The cultivators who had just recovered were instantly suppressed again, and their momentum rapidly declined, and even gave rise to a feeling of life and death crisis!

Hundreds of halos gathered again!

"Not good!" The cultivators felt a warning sign in their hearts, and finally stopped playing it safe, but stimulated their own strength and were about to resist! (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to "tyjfe" for the reward!