It is impossible to see clearly what this secret object is. Only a corner emerges from the whirling whirlpool, spreading a bloody beam of light. It suddenly buzzes, and a bloody light rolls out from under the river, turning into a blood spear. It is as thick as an arm and as long as
It reaches two feet, is crystal clear and looks like glass.
The surface of the blood spear is embossed and densely covered with symbols, and streamers of electric current surround the spear, shining brightly and striking against the luminous chain of the ancient clock.
'Ding!' This mysterious blood spear is indestructible. The luminous chain of the ancient sacred bell was directly pierced by it, broken, and completely exploded. After that, the blood spear whimpered, like a ghost crying, very strange, and it also converged the light, with a whooshing sound,
Escape into the depths of the whirlpool of the blood river again.
As the Jixue River rippled, it became gentle, the whirlpool disappeared, and the traces of the secret objects deep down in the river were submerged again.
In order to summon the blood spear, Sunset seemed to have spent a lot of energy, and even the soul flames dimmed.
The two men and women wrapped up in the blood river were now invaded by the evil energy in the river, their minds were completely lost, and they became walking corpses.
Then the blood-colored waves rolled around, and the two men were dragged by a pale and skinny claw that quietly stretched out from the river, and sank into the river. Only a faint and miserable howl could be heard.
The two of them seemed to be eaten by some evil creature under the river, and there was no sound from them again.
This river, filled with the power of death and composed of the blood of countless creatures, is truly indescribably mysterious and strange.
The old monk was shocked when he saw a bloody spear rolled out from the depths of the river and cutting off the luminous chain of the ancient bell.
He drove the ancient clock again and was about to issue a new method, but the Qingpeng Shenzhou had already roared. The light wheel on the bow of the ship whirled and turned into a faint light that was difficult to see with the naked eye, disappearing into the void and completely disappearing.
The hull reappeared and had returned to the front of the cave. It let out a roar, full of spirituality, and the setting sun jumped down from the deck, and both disappeared at the entrance of the cave at the same time.
The old monk stopped driving the ancient bell and looked at Zhu Jiu, who was still standing at the entrance of the cave. There was a hint of solemnity in his expression, as if facing a master of the same level.
Just because this young man has a bone beast that can summon a river of blood, he is qualified to fight the old monk, so he can't help but be cautious.
The old monk stood up slowly. His posture contained a trace of Tao energy fluctuation that was consistent with all things in nature, showing the strength of a sixth-level master.
And as he stood up, a wave of light surged up from the depths of the Daji Temple, and gradually weakened like a pillar of light reaching the sky. Finally, it dissipated and became quiet.
High in the sky, the silvery sky ceiling is gradually returning to stability, and the thick thunder scattered all over the sky weakens and disperses one by one.
At this time, writing appeared on the Tianbang: "The Great Fierce Monastery previously showed a pillar of light poking into the sky, trying to penetrate the sky. This is a way for practitioners on the first level of the Chaos Realm to enter the second level of the Chaos Realm. This old monk is preparing to break into the second level.
, I was disturbed by you and failed."
After the old monk stood up completely, he looked at Zhu Jiu from a distance. The divine brilliance in his eyes was restrained and he was walking in the sky. There was no momentum with him, but there was a kind of plainness after all the brilliance, which was naturally emitted with every move.
The old monk just hung the ancient clock on his head. He walked towards Zhu Jiu step by step, spoke slowly and lowly, and said:
"You and other outsiders plundered everything in our chaotic world, killing and taking it by force. The crime is unforgivable. Today is the time for you to submit to the law."
The bright light of Taoism lit up in Zhu Jiu's eyes, and Shenhua Zhanran immediately opened his mouth to retort, saying:
"To practice Tao, you should do whatever you want, kill unparalleled people, release your true self, and use your original heart as a beacon. Only then can you find the true meaning of the Tao in the dark and confusing road with thousands of ravines, and cross the boundless sea of Tao.
Only by being brave can you finally reach the other side of immortality! Your way is different from mine. If you want to argue about right and wrong, you will never say right or wrong. Everything in this world, in the end, must be done with fists
backing."
At this moment, the old monk was approaching within 100 meters of Dongfu Mountain. Zhu Jiusui sighed softly. Facing the sixth-level old monk, he still took the lead and took action. He stretched out a finger, and a bright light burned at the tip of his finger, which was brilliant and magical.
This little light is growing rapidly, as if it contains a world, with surging breath, changing from time to time, and indescribable brilliance.
The light moved rapidly, crossing a distance of nearly a hundred meters in an instant. When it was more than ten meters in front of the old monk, it bloomed with brilliance and exploded with a shocking explosion, shaking the entire sea area.
The rumbling sound was heard thousands of times in an instant, the light changed, and a mountain range with bright thunder and lightning appeared in the void, a sacred mountain of thunder that was completely derived from the power of magic.
The power.
On the top of Thunder Mountain, there is a magic spirit surrounded by mysterious electricity. It is born with a human form, with thunder horns on its head, and its body is covered with electric armor. There are various colors of thunder and lightning around the body around the sun and the moon. It bursts out countless electric currents, and is full of murderous intent.
Rich, soaring, intertwined.
This magic spirit manifested by the power of pure thunder and lightning suddenly raised his hand to summon, the wind and clouds changed color, thousands of thunders roared, and they all struck at the old monk with astonishing power.
If any ordinary cultivator sees this scene, he may not even be able to think of fighting back, and he will be drowned by the sea of thunder.
The thunderous killing opportunity is endless, and it deserves to be praised in the sky and the earth. It is everywhere.
Faced with such miraculous means, the old monk's face was as pale as an ancient well, and he raised his hand, and the ancient bell above his head rang, emitting a long and clear chime. The sound was bright and could be heard far and near.
The golden statue of the ancient Buddha on the bell wall seemed to come to life, blooming with immeasurable Buddha brilliance, and a black and yellow sea of Tao power emerged in front of the old monk.
In the center of the sea of Tao, there is a virtual statue of Buddha sitting cross-legged, with treasures blooming all over the body, and the Dharma is solemn. The Buddha suddenly opened his mouth to chant, making a real sound, and each note turned into a lotus.
These lotuses are born, and the lotus leaves are engraved with densely packed scriptures on how to conquer demons, and they are glowing.
The ancient characters in the scriptures are countless, no less than the thunder in the sky. In the end, each ancient character in the scriptures is connected with a thunderbolt, and they are both wiped out.
The methods of both sides are extraordinary. The first move shows the magical power, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.
Seeing that the power of thunder had been neutralized, Zhu Jiu walked out of the cave leisurely, stretched out his hand, and the hills built by the real machine of thunder suddenly changed in color and became silver, and the power of the breath was also there.
Transformed, it became thicker, and there was an aura that overwhelmed the world in all directions.
The mountain of thunder and lightning instantly transformed into thick earth and coexisted with the power of stars.
This divine means of sealing the two spells of Thunder and Thick Earth in one strike is Zhu Jiu's Void Talisman Formation Pattern.
At this moment, the thunder dissipated, and the power of the thick earth mountain stood up. The mountain was shrouded in silver light, and there were strong waves of star power. With the help of the two, the power was like the rolling tide of the sea. One wave was higher than the other, and the power was piled up layer by layer.
It was like a real star collapsing into the world and pressing towards the old monk arrogantly.
A fierce and dull sonic boom sounded in the void, as if it could not bear the weight of the thick earth and stars and was about to collapse.
The old monk responded calmly, formed a seal with his hands, and stopped reciting the scriptures using the ancient Daohai Buddha Dharma evolved from the ancient bell.
The ancient Buddha gently picked up the lotus, stretched out his front finger, and the lotus in his hand quickly enlarged, turning into a rosette that held up the sky, and finally completely enveloped Zhu Jiu's thick earth mountain magic.
The two stalemate, compete, consume, and the secret power and murderous intent interweave in the void. In the end, the lotus flower becomes illusory and heavy, and the thick earth mountain completely dissipates.
This shows that Zhu Jiu is weaker than the old monk in the competition of mana.
In the following battle, Zhu Jiu immediately changed his strategy and no longer competed with the old monk for magic power. Instead, he changed his spells and used his strengths to avoid weaknesses.
Then for nearly half an hour, the waves raged wildly on the sea surface, sometimes setting off a hundred-foot-high tide, and sometimes sinking for more than dozens of feet due to the pressure of the magic. The waves were changing, and the flames of war were awe-inspiring.
During the fight, the old monk relied on the power of the sacred bell to always maintain a slight advantage over Zhu Jiu.
However, Zhu Jiu had a variety of tricks, and occasionally summoned several monster corpses to help him fight. At this moment, the old monk would be forced to switch to defense, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.
It should be noted that he himself is a sixth-level first-level mana level, which is two levels higher than Zhu Jiu. There is also a big gap of sixth-level, and he also has the power of holy weapons. Even so, he only has a slight advantage.
Shang Feng wanted to kill the young man in front of him, but even the old monk himself knew it was impossible.
Therefore, the old monk was frightened and secretly thought that without the help of the sacred bell, he would have no chance of winning in a battle between the two sides.
How shocking it is that this matter is spread out like this. Everyone who hears it will be stunned and can't believe it. The fifth-level mid-level player is fighting against the sixth-level one. Both sides have no winner. This young man is so amazing!
In fact, the old monk didn't know that Zhu Jiu had not used the ghost king's court and the sacred text at this moment, otherwise he would have been even more shocked.
Even Zhu Jiu's current display of strength has made the old monk want to kill him. His whole aura changed drastically and became murderous. He opened his mouth and recited a scripture in a low voice.
As the scriptures went up and down, the golden statue of the ancient Buddha on the ancient sacred bell became brighter and brighter, showing a miraculous look. The Buddha on the bell wall actually stood up from the bell wall and no longer sat cross-legged, his whole body was golden.
, just like casting with flowing gold.
The ancient Buddha on the bell was completely resurrected and transformed into a true Buddha with blazing golden light. He stood side by side with the old monk. His eyes were filled with two golden lights, and there were countless runes in them, rolling and undulating.
This ancient Buddha's golden body has exactly the same cultivation level as the old monk, and is also the first grade of the sixth level.
The old monk bowed to the Buddha, looked very pious, and said: "I will ask my senior brother to conquer the devil."