Ling Donglai was wearing Dharma Hong's cassock, and the Buddha's seal condensed in his hand, bursting out with dazzling golden light, turning into a huge golden Buddha bell, with pictures and texts of the old monk sitting cross-legged on it, and outlines of circles of French characters.
"Buzz."
The golden Buddha bell rotates rapidly, spinning out tearing winds.
"Dang."
The Heavenly Essence Bing Gu condensed into the shape of Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly hit the golden Buddha bell. A huge twisting force came, and a huge turbine whirlwind surged from the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd. came out and kept hitting Xiang Feng Feiyun's arm,
The Great Kun Tun Seal is a sacred method of Buddhism. Only those with extraordinary understanding can learn it and possess the psychic ability to use force to exert force.
The Fangtian Painted Halberd in Feng Feiyun's hand directly turned into droplets, flowed back, and then gathered together, turning into a white ancient shield, which collided with the Dakuntun Seal, making a "sonorous" and harsh sound.
The giant golden bell shattered, and the Heavenly Essence Soldier Melted again. In an instant, it condensed into a sharp sword. Feng Feiyun held the knife with both hands and slashed it down suddenly.
Ling Donglai's expression changed slightly, feeling the sharpness of the Heavenly Essence Soldier's guts, he fired nine seals in a row, each one was a unique magical power, but they were all broken.
"Uh-huh."
This sword is unstoppable,
Feng Feiyun's speed was so fast that he couldn't even dodge.
Ling Donglai could only hold up Fahong's cassock. The cassock swelled up, as if his body had been blown up. It was as swollen as five of his bodies. He wanted to rely on the power of Fahong's cassock to resist the Tianmui soldiers.
"Bang."
A white sword light rushed up from the Tianmui weapon gallbladder, condensed into the shape of a dragon, and let out a sharp roar, directly breaking through the protective light of Fa Hong's cassock, causing Dong Lai's swollen body to shrivel up, as if he was deflated. Like a rubber ball, it was knocked away and smashed into the wall of a palace, and its body sank in.
The ground was littered with blood, crimson and dazzling,
"Ahem."
Ling Donglai walked out of it in a state of embarrassment. His whole body was covered with dust, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He was injured by Feng Feiyun's knife just now. A large piece of his iron armor was broken, and there were drops of blood from his wrists. flow down,
If he hadn't been wearing Dharma Hong's cassock, the sword energy from the previous blow would have crushed him into pieces.
Thousands of purple mansion auras wrapped around the Ascension Platform and were suspended above. Feng Feiyun stood below with the Heavenly Essence Bingdan, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and he said: "Fahong Kasaya and other Buddhist treasures fell into your hands. It's incredible. An insult to its former owner."
"I haven't lost yet, it's too early for you to say so." Ling Donglai refused to admit defeat. His luck was so strong, how could he lose?
It is absolutely impossible to lose,
Ling Donglai typed out the three mantras of Taozu, turning the sky and the dragon lake into a huge Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram.
The sky changes color, the wind and clouds surge,
The Long Lake is full of waves, and the waves are surging into the sky,
This is the unique skill of Taoism, which mobilizes the vitality of heaven and earth, condenses the eight dharma from all directions, and transforms the holy dharma into nature.
"Something's wrong, Ling Donglai's luck has been suppressed, and he is likely to be defeated today." The Tiansuan scholar has a wise light in his eyes. He is proficient in the art of observing qi, observing the sky and stars from above, and observing people from below. luck,
The female demon sitting aside also noticed something. A pair of star eyes, with a faint white light, opened her eyes and stared at the ten thousand purple mansion auras suspended in the sky. Her eyes were bright and clear.
Feng Feiyun does not use any magical powers or special skills. He can break all the laws in the world by holding a Heavenly Marrow Sword.
"boom."
With a wave of his sleeves, Tianmui Sword Gallant flew out directly, dragging out a long tail, like a meteor flying from among the stars, impacting, piercing Ling Donglai's Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram, and again The bombardment hit him and knocked him away.
This time it flew farther, and blood was flowing from the mouth. It was indescribably miserable.
Feng Feiyun still stood on the same spot, withdrew the Heavenly Essence Soldier's courage, suspended it above his head, and walked over step by step, saying: "It doesn't matter if you have strong luck, it doesn't matter if you have a peerless weapon, your combat power is mediocre, and you are not at the same level. My opponent."
Ling Donglai is naturally not mediocre in combat power, but almost invincible at the same level. What Feng Feiyun said was just to undermine his will to fight and undermine his confidence.
Ling Donglai failed twice and was beaten by Feng Feiyun until he vomited blood. He staggered to the ground and kept retreating. Every step was a blood mark.
He had never encountered such a setback before. Feng Feiyun's words were like thunder, ringing in his ears and making his scalp numb.
"Impossible, impossible, I can't possibly lose." Although Ling Donglai said this, there was already some fear in his eyes.
A person who has never encountered setbacks, no matter how strong he is, will definitely feel panicked, at a loss, and even doubt his own abilities once he encounters continuous setbacks.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "I have defeated you without even using the God King's Order. You still don't admit that you are just a defeated general and a good-for-nothing waste."
"No, I'm not defeated yet."
Dong Lai's eyes turned dark, and brilliant rays of light flowed on his skin, with traces of blood marks. The bright red Fahong cassock on his body flew up, like a big flag, making a loud hunting noise.
"boom."
A blood-red beam of light emerged from his head and rose into the sky. The power in his body began to become more powerful, rising steadily.
Feng Feiyun immediately stopped and felt the danger.
"Ling Donglai is actually proficient in the art of demon cultivation. This is the 'magic root breaking method'." Dongfang Jingshui's eyes were solemn,
Ling Donglai is not only proficient in the magical powers of Taoism, the holy laws of Buddhism, but also the lost magic arts. How many unknown treasures has this person obtained?
"What is the magic root breaking method?"
Dongfang Jingshui is also a demon cultivator. He said: "The so-called 'demonic roots' are the foundations planted by demon cultivators in the body, just like the 'immortal roots' of immortal cultivators. The magic root breaking method is to cultivate demons." It is a taboo method by the author that activates the demonic nature of the demonic roots to impact the realm."
"Ling Donglai has reached the peak of the third level of Destiny. Now he has used the magic root to break through the realm, as if he wants to push himself to a dead end and fight Feng Feiyun to fight to the death of the fourth level of Destiny. realm."
After hearing Dongfang Jingshui's words, someone commented: "It seems that Ling Donglai is also a very determined person. Although he has some psychological flaws, it is not so easy to defeat his confidence in victory."
The power on Dong Lai's body became stronger and stronger, and the blood column above his head rushed forward, carrying a demonic nature, and his eyes became ferocious. He tore off the Fahong cassock on his body and shot towards Feng Feiyun. past,
The fighting spirit in Feng Feiyun's body also surged, and he went up to fight. The Tianmui sword transformed into a nine-armed sword, and evolved countless sword techniques to attack and attack.
"howl."
Ling Donglai was like a fighting lion, with boundless fighting spirit and no fear of life and death. He charged between the nine swords transformed from Tianmui Sword Gallbladder. The sword energy cut his flesh and blood without any pain at all, and he rushed out. The sword energy attacked Feng Feiyun with great ferocity,
His body was covered with blood, his fighting spirit became more intense, and the demonic energy on his body became thicker.
"war."
He was carrying Dharma-promoting cassocks, and thousands of Buddha lights descended from the sky.
With Feng Feiyun's speed, it was easy to dodge, but he did not dodge, but faced him with his bare hands, without any fear.
"Bang, bang, bang."
In just one moment, three palms struck in succession,
Ling Donglai Fahong cassock, Feng Feiyun also has Miao Gui's finger. These two spiritual treasures are just their body-protecting spiritual weapons. This is a confrontation of their pure strength. There is no supernatural power and holy magic. It is just a physical fight.
Their fight was like metal clashing, the sound was clear,
Feng Feiyun also knew that Ling Donglai was trying to attack the fourth level of Destiny, so he didn't give him that chance at all. When he was about to succeed, he would ruthlessly defeat him and crush him to the ground, leaving him to die forever. Unable to escape,
The power of five dragons and tigers was condensed on Feng Feiyun's palm, and five huge tiger shadows pressed down,
Ling Donglai also used the power of five dragons and tigers to fight forward,
"Boom."
The earth shook, the earth and rocks cracked,
Feng Feiyun's tibia was like divine iron, and his flesh and blood were like corundum. The shock caused Dong Lai's palm to split open and become covered with bloodshot threads. The skin and flesh on his arm almost fell off, and the white bones between his fingers were exposed.
The immortal phoenix body, the battle body of all beasts, how powerful the physical body is, cannot be compared to Ling Donglai.
Dong Lai kept coughing up blood in his mouth and kept retreating. Every time Feng Feiyun's palm prints fell, he was shaken and his whole body trembled, as if he was struck by lightning.
Even if Dharma Hong's cassock was struck on his body, it would not be able to protect his body.
The blood spring trickles down, dyeing the skin red and soaking the earth,
A loud phoenix cry,
A phantom of a phoenix rushed out of Feng Feiyun's body, covering his whole body. His body was huge, and his whole body was burning with flames. He was so majestic that the divine bird struck the sky.
Feng Feiyun punched an earth-shattering punch, his fist flashed, and a huge phoenix force rushed out, directly knocking Ling Donglai away, making three "thumping" sounds, and three bones were broken.
"puff."
The iron helmet on Donglai's head was shattered, and his long black hair flew around, scattered out, and fell down, becoming particularly terrifying, "The devil's roots broke through the realm, and the fourth level of destiny was revealed."
Countless blood mist exploded on his body, shattering the skin, smashing the flesh and blood, condensing into the most demonic power, and striking into his dantian,
"Crackling."
Countless electric rays swirled around his body, intertwined, and emitted wisps of black smoke.
In Ling Donglai's dantian, "immortal roots" and "demon roots" coexisted, with two divine bases, and two purple palaces opened up, coexisting with each other, bursting out with black and white brilliance,
The young monks present were all stunned to see this scene. There were actually two palaces in the Purple Palace. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable.
"Two palaces in the Purple Mansion can practice two kinds of Tao at the same time. This is something that only a truly outstanding person can do. In the same realm, they can explode with double the power."
"It is the mark of a demonic monk, which is rare in this world."