At present, all plans can only be pushed back. In Liang Zhengqi's view, Chen Hao's body was burned into ashes and turned into ashes, which only took an instant.

He sighed, walked forward, raised his right hand, and the qi flowed in his hand.

He also heard people say that when he was in a devil, the demon fire was burned, and it was terrifying and terrifying. Life was worse than death. Therefore, if you were sure that you could not be rescued, it would be better to let him be liberated as soon as possible.

But just as his palm was about to be slapped, it suddenly changed. Chen Hao, who had been covered by black smoke, had a faint golden halo.

The halo and black smoke were fighting, like a hot spring from Tianshan Mountain, wrapping it up bit by bit.

The violent fluctuating aura of Chen Hao's body gradually calmed down, and even countless cracked wounds gradually healed, scabs fell off, and new skins were born, as if he had just swallowed a magical pill.

Liang Zhengqi's eyes flashed, and the devil-like fire that ordinary warriors feared as tigers were easily resolved by him. Could it be that Chen Hao has any treasure?

Thinking of this, the Yuangang that had already dissipated on his right hand was rekindled, and a murderous aura flashed across his face, and he wanted to slap it with one palm and kill someone and seize the treasure.

But at this moment, Chen Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden lights shot out from his eyes, forcing Liang Zhengqi to take three steps back.

He asked coldly: "What? Does the owner of the Pavilion Liang want to take advantage of others' danger?"

Liang Zhengqi was shocked and confused. The golden light had an invincible and unyielding momentum that even his Wu Yuangang could not resist it. In the meantime, a hole had been cut on the back of his hand, and blood was dripping to the ground.

A strange force also penetrated through the wound, and the hardness and softness were used together, and he was powerful without anger. He activated Wu Yuan and finally removed it.

He looked a little angry, and he was also very afraid of the golden light. He didn't dare to walk closer. He just asked in a deep voice: "What kind of martial arts are you? Can you actually shoot a golden light like a sword energy from your eyes?"

I thought Chen Hao had some kind of treasure on him, but now I am not sure, because as far as he knows, no treasure can cause such a change in the holder's eyes, and it is more likely that it is an extremely powerful technique.

Because of practicing this technique, he was able to turn danger into safety when he was in a devil and his heart fire was burned.

Thinking of this, Liang Zhengqi's eyes were full of greed. If he hadn't been afraid of the golden light just now, he would have come forward to snatch it.

"Owner, we have been promoted to the eighth level of the martial artist. We are about to go into seclusion and consolidate. I don't know if we can avoid it. Of course, we will never forget the transaction between you and me!"

Chen Hao suddenly stood up and said, turning the teacup on the table over and letting the tea flow. His face looked like ice, full of the intention of seeing off guests.

Liang Zhengqi's face was unstable. When he heard Chen Hao's words "trading" aggravated his tone, he was suddenly shocked and remembered the order of Ascension in his arms.

If Chen Hao was killed now, it was still between whether he could find his martial arts. However, the matter of Ascension to the Immortal Order is imminent and there is no need to delay any delay.

"Remember the deal between you and me. If you still want the antidote for the Soul-Devouring Pill, don't play with anything!"

Liang Zhengqi weighed the pros and cons, but did not take action. Instead, he left a sentence and turned around and left.

Seeing his figure disappear, Chen Hao tied the door to death and suddenly fell to the ground, with sweat on his face rolling and blue veins revealed.

His eyes were closed and he sorted out the meridians in his body bit by bit. The situation was not so bad. He just forced himself to confront Liang Zhengqi.

The martial arts power in his body had already reached the point where the oil was exhausted, but fortunately he almost scared him away. If you were a little late, today is probably a little bit of luck.

Just a moment ago, a big battle occurred in his spiritual platform. Now I still feel scared when I think about it.

The unicorn formed by the magic fire came in a fierce manner, and all the meridians passed by were shattered and bloody. However, the moment he entered the spiritual platform, a piece of Sanskrit sound suddenly came from the spiritual platform, and a golden light came out of the spiritual platform.

Deep in the spiritual platform, above the Vajra Golden Sutra, the illusory figure of a Buddha gradually rose. He put his palms together and silently recited Zen words. His golden body shone through the surrounding space like a tomorrow.

The golden light shone on the magic fire kirin, causing its body to suddenly stagnate, as if it was trapped in a sticky mud, and it was difficult to advance and retreat.

Countless blue smoke suddenly emerged from its body, and its indestructible scales gradually melted like white wax beside the fire. Even if it roared and bittened, it would be useless.

The golden light is like the sea, and the unicorn is like a small boat floating above the vast ocean, which will be overturned in an instant.

But at this moment, a black light suddenly burst out from the spiritual platform, like a black sword, tearing through the entire sky formed by the golden light, and in an instant it penetrated into the Qilin's body.

It turned out to be the broken mysterious piece of cloth. After it manifested the scene of an ancient giant, it quietly sank in a corner of the spiritual platform without any movement. At this moment, it suddenly jumped out and blended with the magic fire unicorn. This thing still has spiritual control, and I don’t know what to do at this moment.

"Roar!" The Qilin roared to the sky and broke free from the shackles of the golden light in an instant. The melted scales also changed significantly, and the whole body exuded a huge force. How could he have the slightest sign of depression just now?

It shook its huge body, its eyes emitted divine light, about a foot long, and it roared and ran towards the depths. Every time its claws touched the ground, the entire space trembled.

At this moment, the Buddha's phantom suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light was like a sword, blocking the Qilin's body. He chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, and a string of Buddhist beads appeared in his hand. As his fingers rotated, the Buddha's voice chanted emanated from the Buddhist beads, forming golden characters, and sealing them towards the Qilin one by one.

The huge body of the Magic Fire Kirin was hit hard and flew backwards in the air. A large piece of scales on its body shattered, and a shrill scream came from its mouth. Four giant claws were waving. Wherever it passed, the space was cut out of nothingness.

The word Buddha is like a continuous huge gold net, whistling and swirling towards the unicorn.

But just as the giant net was about to touch the body of the unicorn, its eyes suddenly opened, and the four burning flames under its hooves swayed, and its entire body collapsed into a tight bow. With a roar, it made a thunderous explosion in its entire body.

Suddenly, the magic fire rose by more than ten feet with a "bang", covering up the entire body of the Qilin. When the flames gradually faded, a giant man with a strong body of about a few feet tall appeared.

The giant man was naked and had countless black lightnings like dragons, tangling around his body.

His black hair was dispersed, his eyes were purple and red, deep like a deep pool, sometimes cold, sometimes sad, sometimes vicissitudes, passing through the long river of time, illuminating the rolling world, and seeing through all the true and falsehood.

But the most important thing is that the giant's appearance is exactly the same as the ancient giant shown in the black cloth scroll, and it is obviously the manifestation of the spirit remaining in the cloth piece.

Although he was not the true body of the ancient powerful, he still had an unparalleled power. He waved his palm and the golden light curtain shattered like glass. His feet moved slightly, and the entire spiritual platform space trembled violently.

The giant man looked at the Buddha's place, let out a light thunder, took a small step, and his figure seemed to be a glimpse of light. In an instant, he came to the Buddha, swung his fists, and the wind was like thunder.

The Buddha's face changed slightly, the robes were whirling, the seals were pinched, and the golden light gathered into three peaks, and the finished font whistled towards the giant man's fists.

With a loud "bang", the sky shook and the earth moved, as if the Kunlun Mountain collapsed and the Heavenly Palace Palace collapsed.

The giant man stepped back three steps, but the three peaks were smashed to pieces and scattered into golden rains all over the sky.

The Buddha finally changed his expression. He shouted loudly and sat cross-legged, stretched out the Buddhist beads with both hands, and the scriptures in his mouth were endless. The Buddhist beads gradually turned from the previous phantom to the real.

In an instant, the golden light was woven, and finally turned into golden dragons. The roar sounded as he shook the sky, spreading his teeth and claws, sweeping towards the giant man, instantly submerging it.

The giant man roared, his body turned into an invisible black mist. He wanted to escape from the sea of ​​dragons, but struggled for a long time, but in vain, he gradually lowered his voice.

"Amitabha, the devil is born from the heart, and the heart is like glass. Naturally, all evil is not close to each other. Smiling can relieve the tiger, and quiet leaning can subdue the demon. Donor, it's time to wake up!" The Buddha suddenly spoke, and the sound echoed throughout the space.

In the deepest part of the spiritual platform, a curled-up transparent figure suddenly sat up. He murmured to himself, and seemed to have some insight in his heart. Suddenly he turned his head and looked through the layers of space. He sat cross-legged, and two golden lights shot out of his eyes, which instantly disappeared into the sky.

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At this time, Chen Hao was circulating Wuyuan and gradually repairing the damaged meridians throughout his body. When the meridians were broken, the pain would be unbearable and his body would tremble violently uncontrollably.

However, he was also a little lucky that his Wuyuan contained warm Buddha power, which had significant effects on healing wounds. Even meridians that broke into this level could be repaired.

But just as he was circulating the world, Wu Yuanli suddenly deviated from his original meridians, crossed toward unknown meridians, breaking through the obstacles, and returning to his dantian, with a loud bang, he felt a warm current coming out like a clear spring, quickly filling the originally dry meridians.

He felt aroused in his heart. He was originally pursuing the eight treasure golden body skills he taught by Buddhist beads. After some changes, he wanted to abandon the sea and support the sky, but just now the unknown veins that Wu Yuan had passed by was actually the route carried by the sea and support the sky.

One is the Buddha's skill, the other is likely to be the magic skill. The nature is completely different. The two techniques are strangely integrated together. How can people not surprise?

Could it be that the Buddha Yuan in his body finally transformed the mysterious piece of cloth and improved the skills it contained?

By the way, the last thing the Buddha figure in the spiritual platform holds was actually a physical Buddhist bead!
Chapter completed!