"Donor Gu, get out of the way quickly. This, this kid is invincible."
Abbot Ruochen on the ground woke up at some point and said in a weak voice.
"Well, he is indeed very strong."
Gu Chen did not turn around, because just confronting Fang Wen required him to go all out.
"Donor Gu, I'm sorry for you, I'm stupid and arrogant!"
The eminent monk Ruoshan ended a tragedy because of Gu Chen's intervention, and said with great regret at this moment.
He was disrespectful to Gu Chen before, but now that he thinks about it, he is just treating a gentleman like a cautious person!
"Gu Chen, Gu Chen, with a power a hundred times greater than yours, I'm curious how long you can last?"
Fang Wen slowly approached Gu Chen. The surrounding area had become his absolute domain, and he seemed confident.
Gu Chen took a breath and his eyes flickered.
"If you have the ability, don't borrow the Buddhist power of the Great Thunder Sound Temple to confront me head-on."
Fang Wen chuckled, showing a teasing look. "It seems that you have run out of skills. You think I am a hot-blooded fool like Xiongjun. I am giving you a chance by using my great advantage?"
"We will never give the enemy any chance."
As he spoke, he came within three feet of Gu Chen, and slowly struck down with his palm, directly taking Gu Chen's Tianling Cap!
At this moment, the Buddha power in the sky gathered like a funnel along the palm of his hand. This palm was enough to kill the emperor who had just entered the Taoist Realm!
Gu Chen's pupils were constantly enlarged by Fang Wen's palm, which seemed to occupy the entire world and was incomparable.
At this moment, black whirlpools appeared on his hands and feet one after another, and a power greater than the power of the Great Thunder Sound Temple Buddha surged out of his body!
boom--
His body, which had been suppressed, instantly regained the ability to move. His figure was like a flash of light. He avoided Fang Wen's palm at a speed that exceeded the limit, and his shoulder slammed into Fang Wen's chest!
Bang bang bang!
Fang Wen, who was originally unstoppable, felt as if he was hit by an ancient magic mountain. With a muffled groan, he spurted out blood and flew backwards. He smashed more than a dozen Buddhist temples in a row before he stopped his trend. His knees staggered and he knelt down.
On the ground!
This change happened too suddenly. Qiu Mengyi, who was flying towards Daleiyin Temple in the distance, noticed it immediately, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"How is that possible?"
Not only her, but Abbot Ruochen who managed to get up was also shocked, looking at Gu Chen in front of him, who was constantly having vast power spurting out of his body!
At this time, Gu Chen's black holes were all open, and he was floating in mid-air, with his black hair flying, like a demon or a god.
The black vortex was constantly overflowing with nine-color energy, mixed with strands of black and gray energy. It was this power that helped him resist the power of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and even asked his own emperor.
Even with such a level of cultivation, this power can’t make any waves!
"The Buddhist power that I, the Great Leiyin Temple, have accumulated for millions of years, can't compare to the power that Gu Shizhu has in his body?"
Abbot Ruochen murmured, deeply realizing why this person could unify the worlds of immortals and gods.
"Master, Gu Chen..."
Ye Qingshuang stopped running towards the temple and turned to look at her master with a strange expression on her face.
The master just said that Gu Chen would definitely be defeated, but he didn't expect that in his sudden explosion, Fang Wen was so injured that he fell to his knees!
"How did he do it? How could he, a mere quasi-emperor, have such a power like the ocean in his body?"
Qiu Mengyi looked glum and murmured.
Gu Chen's whole body was shrouded in nine-colored rays of light, and a black-gray smoke was jumping up and down in it. He looked indifferently at Fang Wen, who stood up slowly from the ruins.
Fang Wen's chest was completely sunken at this moment, and when he vomited in his mouth, even pieces of internal organs came out.
"That's the spirit of the fairy spirit in the ruins of the fairy world. It has such a huge amount..."
He stared at Gu Chen, his expression full of fear.
No matter how powerful the Buddhist power gathered by the eminent monks of the Daleiyin Temple is, how can it compare with the huge spiritual energy of the immortal world?
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that Gu Chen had just used the huge fairy energy to break through his own suppression and successfully sneak attack on him!
"I don't know the Taoist art of Ju Ling Shu Yuan, but you are too naive to think that you can defeat me so easily?"
Gu Chen smiled coldly.
The four-pole black hole in his body originally accommodated the origin of the netherworld, the origin of the formation, and the origin of thunder. In addition, the massive amount of fairy energy absorbed before the collapse of the immortal world, the power it possesses is huge, far superior to Fang Wen.
Fang Wen tried to use the Buddhist power of Daleiyin Temple to suppress him in front of him, which was simply a trick.
You must know that although the original power stored in the quadrupole black hole is to serve him when he breaks through, it does not belong to him, but after his long-term research, he has been able to borrow part of it.
"I underestimated you. You can defeat so many geniuses from all over the world. You are really capable."
Fang Wen quickly calmed down from his surprise, wiped the corners of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly lit up and turned white.
"ah--"
A shrill scream suddenly came from a corner in the distance, and the chest of a Huanxi disciple suddenly dented, as if Fang Wen was injured, and then his whole body exploded into a mist of blood, and he lost his life!
As for Fang Wen himself, his sunken chest quickly returned to normal, his injuries recovered, and his breath became steady again!
This strange scene made Gu Chen's pupils shrink. From what he sensed, there were traces of invisible destiny entanglements between the dead man and Fang Wen.
As if exchanging lives for lives, Fang Wen used other people's lives to offset Gu Chen's sneak attack just now!
"If my guess is correct, you possess unimaginably powerful techniques or Taoist techniques. I never imagined that such techniques could exist in the Ninth Realm."
There was a trace of greed in Fang Wen's eyes. He was able to absorb such a huge amount of energy against his own realm. The skills or Taoist techniques possessed by the other party were by no means inferior to the Fang family's Juling Source!
He can't figure out the origin of that technique yet, but its value may be even greater than the Chaos Rough Stone!
"Besides restraining spirits and sending sources, is there any other way to change one's fate?"
Gu Chen frowned as he looked at Fang Wen. He finally managed to successfully attack the opponent in a sneak attack. He thought he could kill the opponent quickly, but who would have thought that Fang Wen actually mastered other terrifying Taoist techniques.
I don’t know how many more times I can use the life-changing technique. If it can be repeated endlessly, how can I win this battle?
"I don't know where the man in the bamboo hat is yet, but I am being held back by this man!"
Gu Chen clenched his fists, and in the smoke-filled Sumeru Mountain, he could no longer clearly see the situation.
At this time, on the mountain behind Daleiyin Temple, next to an ancient Bodhi tree.
A man in yellow wearing a bamboo hat and a majestic black dog walked through the chaotic battlefield and arrived here at some point.
"After planning for so long, we finally came to this point, Jie Jie Jie..."
The man in the bamboo hat smiled eerily and glanced at a distant place, as if he was sensing something.
"Looking at the situation, although Gu Chen has grown a lot, he is still struggling." He teased.
The black dog next to him had complicated eyes, looking at the man in the hat without the hatred he should have had. "Are you really ready?"
"Well, this is the only choice I can make." The man in the hat said with a smile.
The black dog was silent, and the man in the hat came to the bodhi tree and reached out to grab it on the ground.
Where the roots of the bodhi tree were tangled, a wooden box soon flew out of the soil and fell into the hands of the man in the hat.
He opened the wooden box, and the black dog came forward to look at it. There was only one phalanx in the wooden box.
This finger bone is as golden as jade, flowing with the radiance of Buddha nature. If you look through it, you can see that the inside of the bone is densely covered with countless "swastika" characters, like Buddhas chanting.
And strangely, there is a thin white line hidden in its golden lines, which runs through the entire phalanx.