Huang Rong said it right. The duel between masters cannot be affected by the slightest, because many times it only takes a moment to decide the outcome. Now this space is obviously different. Liansheng can control the position of the sound, and he can see things in the dark.
, this was extremely detrimental to Murong Fu, so he chose to close his hearing and blindfold his eyes.
In this way, although his vision and hearing are not affected, he is a normal person after all. Even if his spiritual sense is extremely strong, it is still difficult to take advantage of him. Fortunately, the other party promised to sit where he is and not leave, allowing him to attack.
The fight was evenly matched, and they were evenly matched.
At this time, Murong Fu entered a strange state, gradually adapting to the environment here, or adapting to the darkness and isolation. The ethereal spiritual consciousness was now like substance, filling the space. His sword intention was strengthening, and he
His moves are becoming more and more powerful, and the speed of dismantling the opponent's moves is getting faster and faster.
If this continues, it doesn't seem to be difficult to defeat Padmasambhava, at least it's not difficult to beat him by one and a half moves.
Lianhuasheng seemed to have noticed something strange about Murong Fu, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly, "The drums at dusk and the bells in the morning roar like lions, there is no Amitabha!"
The sound of shouting was like a surging river, rolling away and coming, and like a tsunami and landslide, turning the world upside down and shaking the earth.
Huang Rong fainted immediately, but Lin Chaoying, who was also a peak master of the True Element Realm after all, felt a splitting headache, but still persisted.
Although Murong Fu had closed his hearing, he was still shocked to the point of being dizzy. It was as if someone had dropped a bullet in his spiritual sense. The world was spinning instantly, and his spiritual consciousness receded like a tide. His eyebrows were hurting.
I also came out of that strange state.
I was annoyed and angry. Without thinking, I made a weird gesture with my hands, opened my mouth, and heard a sound like a dragon's roar. For a moment, sound waves met sound waves, and the void almost shattered.
Huang Rong woke up and fainted again, her body trembling uncontrollably, but Lin Chaoying could no longer hold on, rolled her eyes, and passed out.
The sound waves were rolling, oscillating, and expanding. Suddenly, all the sounds disappeared again, as if they had been swallowed by something and stopped abruptly.
Murong Fu took a deep breath to calm the pain in his mind and cursed loudly, "The old monk is so despicable."
Lianhua took a long breath and seemed not to be feeling well, "Little friend, where do you start with these words? The old monk said he can't move his hands or feet, can't he even move his mouth?"
"Humph!" Murong Fu was speechless for a moment. The other party was obviously performing some kind of sonic martial arts similar to a lion's roar. It really couldn't be regarded as a breach of the promise, but he was still a little angry. He was obviously about to win, and suddenly such a move not only disturbed
The most fatal thing is to not only destroy his state, but also directly destroy his spiritual sense.
It's strange to say that since the fight, he already knows that Lianhuasheng's skill is not much higher than his own, almost half the same. Logically speaking, it should not be difficult for him to resist the opponent's "Lion's Roar Technique". Why did the opponent just roar like that?
With such power, is there anything special about this space?
"The old monk has really taken advantage of the right time and place by choosing such a dark place!" Murong Fu cursed in his heart. At this time, Lianhuasheng suddenly said, "My little friend, you'd better go and see the two female donors first.
I'm afraid they won't be able to bear the confrontation between you and me just now."
Murong Fu changed color instantly, pulled the cloth off his face, and returned to Huang Rong's side, "Rong'er, what's wrong with you?"
When he touched it with his hand, he was shocked to find that blood was overflowing from her eyes, mouth, nose and ears. Fortunately, she was still breathing, although it was a little weak. He hurriedly injected a stream of real energy into her body.
"Pfft..." Huang Rong vomited blood and woke up, her head still dizzy, "Where is this?"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Murong Fu hugged her tightly and felt greatly relieved. Fortunately, this position was about ten feet away from where the two of them fought. Otherwise, it would not be surprising at all if he was shocked to death.
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It's also because he was so frightened and angry that he used the Dragon Yin Technique to confront each other tit for tat, but he forgot how powerful the sonic confrontation between the two Transformation Realm masters was in this space.
"You're covering me." Huang Rong suddenly said quietly.
In the darkness, Murong Fu smiled and let go of her.
"Go and see Senior Lin quickly. Her internal strength is blocked, so she probably won't be able to withstand the power just now." Huang Rong said.
Only then did Murong Fu remember Lin Chaoying. He touched her based on the position he had judged earlier and found her. He was about to give her real energy when a thought suddenly occurred to him. He couldn't take the risk of unlocking Huang Rong's acupoints because Huang Rong was pregnant, but Lin
Chaoying is not pregnant, so why not take the opportunity to unlock her acupuncture points?
Thinking of this, he really wanted to slap himself, but he didn't think of it earlier. The key was that this old woman was also very arrogant and didn't even remind him.
No matter what, let's wake her up first, so we can go to Zhenyuan and explore the situation inside her body along the way.
Lin Chaoying woke up and turned around, her whole body suddenly stiffened, "Who are you? What are you doing?"
"It's me." Murong Fu rolled his eyes secretly and explained, "You were knocked unconscious just now, I'm saving you."
Lin Chaoying felt the evil hand on her body. She was ashamed and angry, but she could do nothing. However, the other party's true energy was flowing in her body. The feeling was a little itchy from the inside out.
Of course, she was not stupid and knew that Murong Fu was trying to find a way to relieve her acupuncture point.
"Haha," Lianhuasheng's chuckle sounded, "I want to unlock the acupuncture points in this female donor, why don't I wait until I can defeat the old monk?"
The implication is that if you want to save people, the old monk will not follow his previous promise.
Murong Fu felt a slight shiver in his heart. Although Liansheng's skills were similar to his, he was in the right place at the right time. If the opponent attacked at will, it would be impossible for him to defeat him.
After hesitating for a moment, he accepted the true essence.
At this time, Lin Chaoying suddenly said, "Murong Fu, come closer."
"Huh?" Murong Fu was stunned. He couldn't see clearly what her face looked like in the darkness, so he had no choice but to lean over.
"Come here more."
The voice was still in his ears, and the distance between the two was already very close, but Lin Chaoying wanted him to go over again.
Murong Fu thought she was going to whisper something, so he simply put his ear to her mouth.
A wet, soft feeling came.
Murong Fu trembled all over, was so frightened that he ran away, and said angrily, "Just talk, why are you licking me?"
The air seemed to be stagnant, and a shy and angry mood was brewing in this space.
Lin Chaoying gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Can't you get through?"
Murong Fu's thoughts moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to cover her mouth.
Lin Chaoying really wanted to take the opportunity to bite her hard, but at this juncture, she still endured it.
When I move my tongue, my palms feel a little itchy, and my heart also feels a little itchy.
However, Murong Fu still suppressed the strangeness in his heart, because he had already realized that Lin Chaoying was writing, as if he wanted to convey some message to him.
The words were finished quickly, and there was another strange silence. You can imagine how red Lin Chaoying's face must be now.
As if to prove this, Murong Fu reached out and touched her face out of nowhere, pretending to be surprised and asked, "Hey, why is your face so hot? Are you sick?"
Lin Chaoying said fiercely, "I'm fine!"
"Oh." Murong Fu took back his hand, wiped his saliva on her body again, and said with a strange smile, "I didn't expect Lao Lin to have such a unique skill. I guess your calligraphy must be good, right?"
"Hmph!" Lin Chaoying knew that he would be angry to death if she continued talking, so she simply kept silent.
On the other side, Huang Rong didn't know what the two of them were doing. For no reason, she had a strange thought in her heart. Wouldn't this pervert take advantage of others?
"Are you friends, kid?" Lianhuasheng asked aloud.
Murong Fu chuckled and said, "Master, wait for me a little longer."
As he spoke, he moved towards where Huang Rong was.
What word did Lin Chaoying write on his palm? It was the word "light". Why didn't she say it directly? She put down her dignity and wrote this word on his palm with the tip of her tongue. Obviously, this word could restrain Padmasambhava, at least.
Let him turn the situation around.
Although I don’t know why she is so sure, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that it is not unfounded. There must be a reason why Padmasambhava has been in such a dark place for a long time. Maybe she is afraid of light, or maybe there is something wrong with her eyes. Even if there is no problem, ordinary people in the dark
If you are suddenly exposed to light, you will feel uncomfortable for a moment.
But the problem is where can he find the light, and this space has absolute suppression on the light source. No matter the light of energy or the light of flame, it can't shine very far. I'm afraid he can only create a very penetrating light.
Only strong light can be effective.
"Strong light..." Murong Fu's mind raced, and he quickly reached Huang Rong's side. He suddenly noticed the iron cage he had been carried in before, and his eyes lit up slightly. If fire light couldn't do it, couldn't electric light work either?
"My little friend, are you okay yet?" Lianhuasheng urged again, with a hint of impatience in his voice.
"It's almost time. I'll explain the funeral arrangements. Master won't give me this little time, right?"
Murong Fu said something casually, and then asked Huang Rong in a low voice, "Rong'er, do you have any iron on your body?"
"Iron?" Huang Rong was stunned.
Murong Fu added, "Gold and silver jewelry are also acceptable."
Huang Rong didn't know what she meant and hesitated for a while, "I have a dagger on me."
Given his status as a Padmasambhava, he would naturally not search her body when he captured her.
"Oh? Where is it?" Murong Fu was overjoyed and started groping for it without waiting for her reply. He never knew what politeness meant.
Huang Rong felt a little shy and said as thinly as a mosquito, "At...at my place."
Murong Fu was startled, then stretched out his hand to touch, and sure enough he touched a three-inch long dagger. He couldn't help but asked in a strange tone, "Why do you have this habit?"
"Who else has it?" Huang Rong immediately caught the flaw in his words and asked.
"Oh, I just heard that people on the grassland would hide daggers in this place."
"Hmph, I specially prepared this to guard against you, a big pervert."
Murong Fu smiled, stopped talking, turned around, picked up the iron cage not far away, and walked towards Liansheng's position.