These flows are extraordinary.

As long as you touch it, flesh and blood, mana, essence, energy, everything will be absorbed and dissolved.

Luo Yan only passed by one of the streams of water, and a large piece of his flesh and blood melted away, and even a large part of the mana in his body disappeared.

All the defensive magical powers and protective magic weapons were unable to resist this dissolution and devouring.

Luo Yan's eyes narrowed.

Looking at the dense water flow, I can only keep moving and try to minimize the number of contacts with the water flow.

And when he was escaping.

There was a lot of noise inside Buddha's body, and everyone was talking loudly.

"New here, this is the secret technique of power transmission. Learn it quickly and then give your power to fellow Daoist Chu."

"Learn quickly. We are all grasshoppers on a rope. The slower we learn, the slimmer our chances of escaping will be!"

"Fellow Daoist Chu controls the body of Buddha to fight outside, and we contribute our own strength inside. As long as we can escape, all of us will have a bright future!"

"Hurry up!"

After all, Xuanfa and others came first.

At this moment, relying on his status as an old man, he could not help but lecture Baoshan and others.

Among them, the one who preached the most was urging Baoshan and others to practice the secret technique of power transmission.

Baoshan and others also knew that the situation was not good, so they quickly mastered the secret technique of power transmission, and then passed on their own power.

Feeling the Buddha's body becoming more and more powerful.

After they calmed down for a while, they breathed a sigh of relief and had the opportunity to talk to Xuan Fa and other casual cultivators.

"Unexpectedly, there are some strange people among casual cultivators who can master such mysterious magical powers." Bao Shan sighed with emotion, then changed his voice and asked: "May I ask you fellow Taoists, which temple does this fellow Taoist Chu come from?

"

He was very interested in the bodies of all the wonderful Buddhas.

When this happens, he plans to acquire this magical power, and then replace it and lead these hundreds of monks.

This will be the beginning of his rise.

His good deeds will surely make him famous in this trial.

"Fellow Daoist Chu is a monk at the Bone Burial Temple."

"Master Baoshan may not have heard of it, but it doesn't matter. For monks like us, birth is not important, strength is the confidence. Just say that now, you disciples of Shi Etian, don't you also pray for fellow Taoist Chu to integrate

In the body of Buddha?"

"Yes, Master Baoshan, don't underestimate Taoist Fellow Chu just because he is weak!"

"Our survival depends entirely on the Buddha body of Fellow Daoist Chu. Fellow Daoist Chu is our savior. We need to be grateful."

Xuanfa and others are all casual cultivators.

Seeing Baoshan asking about his feet as soon as he came up, the sensitive points in his heart were touched, and he couldn't help but say with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Yes, of course I am also grateful to Fellow Daoist Chu. If it were not for Fellow Daoist Chu, my junior brothers and I would not be able to escape from those Star Alliance monks."

Baoshan smiled apologetically.

There was a slight movement in my heart.

Bone temple?

Never heard of it.

Coming from such a small temple, the man surnamed Chu must have never seen much of the world. His chances of obtaining the incarnation of the wonderful Buddha are even greater.

He was thinking about it in his mind.

Suddenly, he found that the flesh and blood of the Buddha's body was spinning and squirming violently, as if the flesh and blood were being arranged and reorganized.

He had a familiar feeling.

But before he could think about it carefully, his attention was attracted by the rapid river outside.

At this moment.

Luo Yan's whole body was already enveloped by the surging river.

Luo Yan, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and ran directly into the river.

This collision was like Gonggong's anger striking Mount Buzhou. With such a determination that he was ready to die, he fired his bow without looking back.

"Farewell! This is the river without crossing, it will dissolve everything about you..."

Baoshan suddenly exclaimed.

However, the next second, his voice stopped abruptly.

Luo Yan was running rampant, his skin was as crystal clear as jade, exuding a faint divine brilliance.

Wuduhe, which would have melted a large piece of his flesh and blood upon contact, was now washing over his body. It was unable to melt even his skin and could only make a rustling sound, as if it was giving him a bath.

…

"This is……"

Fu Qingbo stood in the distance, looking at Luo Yan who had crossed the Wudu River and disappeared into the Dragon Burial Abyss, his eyes flickering slightly.

He took one step forward and reached the sky above Burial Dragon Abyss.

Looking at the boundless steaming death energy and the gray Burial Dragon Abyss where everything was invisible, he hesitated a little, but still did not choose to pursue it.

The air of death covered everything.

Entering the Burial Dragon Abyss, his spiritual thoughts could spread thousands of feet.

However, it is too difficult to catch and catch up with a Divine Infant Realm monk at a distance of a thousand feet.

After standing there for a moment, he changed direction and returned to the Demon Dragon Palace.

now.

The battlefield has been cleared.

As the victor, Taihao Immortal Sect looked very high-spirited.

Some of the captured Yuanmeng monks were pale and dejected.

"Senior Brother Fu, those Yuanmeng monks ran away. Just in time, let them cleanse the dead energy, explore the way for us, and clear some obstacles."

Seeing Fu Qingbo return, a Taihao Immortal Sect disciple sneered.

"That makes sense."

Fu Qingbo glanced at the man with admiration, and immediately said: "Get ready, let's enter the Burial Dragon Abyss. After all, only when a duck is driven will it try its best to explore inside."

"Yes, Senior Brother Fu."

A group of Taihao Immortal Sect disciples have already prepared and are ready to set off at any time.

Fu Qingbo nodded towards the disciples of Taihao Immortal Sect.

Then he jumped out and flew towards the location where the terrifying wave came from before.

That golden light is too scary, and that power is too terrifying.

He wanted to find out and see why.

He flew all the way over, and along the way, he saw many Linglong Immortal Sect disciples searching the ground, not knowing what they were looking for.

He observed and found that these disciples of the Linglong Immortal Sect all looked solemn, and he couldn't help but thought of something.

"Where is Yu Cheng? That terrifying power just now was not used to kill Yu Cheng, was it?"

His boyhood shrank slightly.

His eyes locked on one of the Linglong Immortal Sect disciples, and he floated down to the side of that person.

"Gong Wu is fine, where is Yu Cheng?"

He glanced at Gong Wuyang and found that Gong Wuyang's expression was gloomy and he had no joy of victory at all.

Obviously.

What he was thinking was right, something really happened to Yu Cheng.

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The moment the golden light emerged, everything was frozen and distorted, so even the disciples of the Linglong Immortal Sect who had been paying attention to Yu Cheng didn't know what was going on.

"The power was so terrifying, I thought it was Yu Cheng who used it... If he was the one who got beaten, it would be more serious than bad."

Fu Qingbo looked at Gong Wuyan thoughtfully, paused for a few seconds, and then said: "If Yu Cheng didn't use this kind of horrific attack, then who did it? That group of Yuanmeng monks? But what if?

Those monks from the Wish Alliance have such power, why do they want to escape?"

"Maybe I paid a big price."
To be continued...