A group of strange teenagers came over. They all had a strong aura and aura, and their clothes were quite weird. They were very different from ordinary people.
There were three old men standing in front, all of them full of energy, staring at the wind and clouds above the battle platform.
"He is Feng Ergou. Anyone who can defeat him can get ten thousand spiritual stones, a top cultivation technique, and ten thousand-year-old spiritual grass." One of the old men said,
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man smiled like an eagle and said, "I'll come first."
The young man took a step across the void, broke through the ancient formation, and broke into the battle platform.
Feng Feiyun thought that after killing four young kings in a row, no one would dare to step onto the battlefield again, but he never thought that there were still people who were so unafraid of death.
Through the black Tencel silk gauze, I saw the young man standing opposite, with dark yellow skin, large pores, a snake braid on the top of his head, an exotic robe on his body, and a huge copper pole around his neck. Ring, above the copper ring were facing three gems as big as fists, flashing with dense brilliance,
The Shenjin Dynasty spans a huge area. Every few thousand miles, people's clothes and cultural customs are very different. The races in each palace are also quite diverse. The young man in front of me is obviously not from the middle of the Shenjin Dynasty. monk,
"Chicken foot country, Romoba."
The young man had a thick voice. After explaining his identity, he took action directly. A sea of light condensed above his head, and there seemed to be a golden Buddha sitting in it. This was the atmosphere he had come from, indicating that he was a A gifted genius,
"boom."
A golden Buddha shadow condensed on his back, which was ten feet high and covered with golden light. The sound of the Great Buddha resounded from his body, as if there were thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras.
"Alan Buddha."
This young man named Luo Moba had a face of reverence and was surrounded by war light. He stretched out his hands and the huge copper ring around his neck rotated rapidly, as if it had turned into a turbine. It flew up from his neck and collided directly with Feng Feiyun. came over,
This copper ring is like the center of a violent storm, turning the entire space in the battle platform into a huge whirlpool.
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes and felt that the skills practiced by the other party were fundamentally different from the skills practiced by the human monks he had seen in the past.
"Uh-huh."
As soon as the sword was thrust out, a huge red luan appeared on the tip of the sword, and directly chopped off the huge copper ring.
The shadow of the sword was like a meteor, flying from one end of the battlefield to the other in an instant, and the sword hit Luo Moba between the eyebrows.
Not to mention a person's head, even a piece of iron stone weighing 100,000 kilograms will be crushed by the sword energy of this sword.
"Bang." The sound of metal colliding sounded,
Feng Feiyun's sword seemed to hit the iron mountain. It did not pierce Luo Moba's head, but only knocked him back three steps.
Feng Feiyun failed to succeed with a single blow, so he quickly flew back and landed on the other side of the fighting platform. His arm was still a little painful. It was so strange, so strange. My cultivation level was obviously higher than his. Even the kings of the younger generation would be beheaded. Kill, why can't I kill him?
Feng Feiyun didn't know that Luo Moba was even more shocked than he was, "It's really powerful, it's really powerful. Even the power of faith of Allen Realm Buddha can be knocked back. This Feng Ergou's cultivation is too terrifying."
There was a brief silence on the battlefield,
Feng Feiyun didn't take action because he didn't understand the opponent's cultivation method.
However, Luo Moba was jealous of Feng Feiyun's powerful combat power. He held the copper ring and stepped on the golden cloud, waiting for the opportunity to take action.
In the Jade Palace, several monks of the older generation were also observing the battle. One of the old men said: "Jizu Country is one of the seventy-two small countries outside the borders of the Western Region. These seventy-two small countries are located in the Jade Palace. Among the three major dynasties, some are attached to the Shenjin Dynasty, some are attached to the Tianlong Dynasty, and some are attached to the Yuqian Dynasty, but they do not belong to any one dynasty."
"Because the country is small and the people are poor, cultivation resources are very scarce, and their cultivation level is not too high. Only by believing in the gods and becoming their messengers can they gain power beyond ordinary people. The deeper the degree of belief, the more power they can borrow during battles. It will become stronger."
Another old man said: "The so-called gods are actually just some powerful gods and evil spirits."
"The monks of Jizu Country believe in the Buddha of Arun Realm."
"In Jizu Country, there is a temple every thirty miles. The incense inside is never extinguished. All the statues enshrined in the temple are statues of Arunjing Buddha."
"The Jizu State has 130 million subjects, 90% of whom believe in the Arun Buddha. However, the number of people who can obtain the power of the Arun Buddha does not exceed 500. These 500 are monks whose power exceeds that of ordinary people. Among them, the strongest one is the national master of the Jizu Kingdom, who can borrow the power of the third level of Allen Realm Buddha."
Not only the older monks in the Jade Palace, but also many young monks who have traveled to become geniuses, have also heard about the cultivation methods of the seventy-two small countries in the Western Regions. Almost every country believes in a god.
Yao Ji smiled and said: "Alan Realm Buddha is just a young god. Three thousand eight hundred years ago, the god's source was born from a clay sculpture in the ancient Zen temple. It took another two thousand years of incense to accumulate Enough power of faith is condensed into a divine soul. After the divine soul is condensed, it is taken away by the people in the underworld. Among the many gods and evil spirits in the underworld, the cultivation level cannot even be ranked in the top 100."
Shenxie is one of the three evil spirits in the underworld.
Once he is born in the land of the Five Dynasties, he will be taken away by the people of the underworld. If he disobeys, the mother of the underworld will give an order to obliterate his birth soul.
The Yin Realm and the Yang Realm are actually maintaining the order of this land. If the "Three Abnormalities in the Yang Realm" and the "Three Evils in the Yin Realm" are allowed to stay in this world, the world will be ten times more chaotic than it is now.
"What is the cultivation level of this Allen realm Buddha now?" Princess Luofu said,
"The combat power is comparable to that of giants." Yao Jishi smiled innocently,
For those ordinary people, giant-level monks are actually no different from gods. They can also control the wind and rain, and they can also have boundless magic power.
"Then this Luo Moba can probably borrow a lot of power from the Allen realm Buddha." Princess Luofu said,
"Less than one level." Yao Ji thought for a while and said: "Of course, the level one cultivation level of a giant is not something that ordinary people can imagine. He can have such a strong belief at such a young age. This shows that this young man also has It’s no small matter, his divine consciousness is comparable to that of an epic genius.”
Princess Luofu said with suspicion in her eyes: "How do you know so many things?"
"Haha, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."
Yao Ji smiled charmingly. That smile made Princess Luofu slightly lost her mind. She was truly a beauty in trouble.
This world is really too big. There are thousands of methods of cultivation, all kinds of strange immortal roads, and all the immortal roads lead to the great road. Even Feng Feiyun, who is very knowledgeable, spent a long time to figure out the opponent's cultivation method. ,
"It turns out that I borrowed the power of Shenxie." Feng Feiyun suddenly realized, a smile appeared on his face,
The golden light on Luo Moba's body and the majestic precious elephant of the golden giant Buddha above his head finally lost his temper and shouted: "Fight."
The giant golden Buddha ten feet high above his head collapsed, like a sacred mountain collapsing. The power was simply unparalleled.
"To defeat him, the most important thing is to cut off his faith connection with Allen Realm Buddha and defeat his spiritual consciousness. Then he can be defeated naturally."
Feng Feiyun stood on the spot calmly, forty rays of consciousness flew out of his pupils, condensing into an ancient battle axe. The battle ax struck down, splitting the golden giant Buddha into two halves, and disappeared into thin air.
"puff."
The power of the battle ax was so fierce. Without the protection of the golden giant Buddha, Luo Moba was instantly split in half by the battle ax with just his little cultivation, and his body lay on the ground.
After all, the golden giant Buddha and the battle ax condensed by Feng Feiyun's spiritual consciousness have the same attack.
Luo Moba's mind and consciousness were very powerful, but he couldn't compare with Feng Feiyun. It was reasonable for him to be killed by an axe.
Feng Feiyun has understood six-forty of Xiao Yan's skills, and can use six magical moves: "Heaven-shaking Immortal Hammer", "Heaven-shaking Spirit Platform", "Reincarnation Speed", and "Earth-Opening Divine Axe" , and the other two magical powers,
This is a combination of Forty Dao Divine Consciousness and Xiao Yan's Technique. Every magical move is unparalleledly powerful.
"What a powerful spiritual consciousness technique, it can actually kill the clone of the Arun realm Buddha." A female disciple of Buddhism said,
Disciples of Buddhism mainly focus on cultivating their spiritual consciousness, but among the younger generation of Buddhist talents, they cannot find anyone with such a powerful spiritual consciousness.
"Nonsense, someone else is the successor of the Demon Sword. If his spiritual consciousness is not strong enough, how can he suppress the demonic aura of the Demon Sword." Some people think it is natural and are not surprised.
While he was talking, another foreign boy stepped onto the battlefield step by step. His steps were steady, and his footsteps sounded like a giant beast stomping on the ground, making a "dong, dong, dong" sound.
He has long fiery red hair hanging on his head, which hangs straight to the ground. He is very handsome and a bit enchanting.
"Pulu Kingdom, Gu Mo." He stood calmly on the battlefield, with a strange light in his eyes.
It is also one of the seventy-two small countries in the Western Region. It has extraordinary talents and powerful spiritual consciousness.
Obviously, these foreign youths were invited by the underground gambling palace to stop Feng Feiyun.
There are dozens of such foreign youths below, all of whom have extraordinary cultivation. Even though they know how powerful Feng Feiyun is and may lose their lives, they are still able to fight to the death for the faith in their hearts.
It is precisely because their beliefs are so strong that they are not afraid of life and death.
How could the underground gambling palace have such huge power to call upon the geniuses from the seventy-two countries in the Western Regions?
It should be related to the cultivating force behind the underground gambling palace. This cultivating force is absolutely huge.
"God of the sky, give me strength."
The long red hair on Gu Mo's head was flying in the wind, like a long river of blood, reflecting his fair face in red. A faint shadow condensed between his eyebrows. He had an immortal spirit, a childlike face with crane hair, and was wearing a blue robe. Incomparably holy, like an old god,