754 The immortal god of flowing water, the iron-struck sky light!
Zhang Guangmu knew very well that the guy named Jacob in front of him was talking about cooperation, but in his heart he was taking himself as the enemy.
Looking at the other party's performance, he seemed to be quite sincere. In fact, this person looked down on any [indigenous people] deep down.
Zhang Guangmu dares to use his [Acting Skill 7] as a guarantee!
Jacob had given orders before, asking his team members to return what they had taken.
In fact, his team members ate the elixirs from his cave and did not pay any compensation.
They are like a group of uneducated brats. The adults know what they did is wrong, but they just curse them and show no sincerity in apologizing.
Plus……
The vast majority of this group of people come from civilization.
Zhang Guangmu would naturally not be polite to them.
The reason why he didn't take action before was because Zhang Guangmu was stalling for time and secretly trying to crack the secret method of "The Coming of the Buddha Realm".
Now, after cracking Jacob's Buddha Realm, Zhang Guangmu immediately stretched out his left hand.
Whoosh!
Zhang Guangmu grasped it heavily in front of him, and golden light flowed in his palm.
The next moment, he gently tore it diagonally backward.
Zhila!
The sound of tearing cloth was heard.
Click! Click!
The cave, the furnishings, the air...
In an instant, spider web-like cracks seemed to appear on everything in the world, as if they were about to break apart in the next moment.
A smell of ashes and dust gradually spread.
In the cracks, a torrent of chaos like liquid agate poured into the cave, drowning everyone in the God Emperor's team.
Two safety bubbles wrapped Qin Zhe and Ye Tan, protecting Bai Yue and Jin Neck from flooding the Dragon King Temple.
It would be very stupid to cast a range spell and not kill the enemy, but kill one of your own.
Fortunately, Zhang Guangmu had been prepared in advance, so that no such misfortune would occur.
As for Zhang Guangmu himself, he is currently holding a mooncake, naturally suspended in the air, exuding a constant and immortal temperament.
Jacob was swept away by the torrent of chaos, but his figure was like a needle that stabilizes the sea. He stood firm on his feet and did not waver.
However, in Jacob's eyes, there was a faint platinum brilliance blooming, and his voice seemed to come from the bottom of the water: "Huh?"
"Such a method! Not an immortal, not a god, not a devil, not a ghost!"
"Not to mention the Taiqing Sect, there shouldn't be one in the entire Xuanyan world!"
Jacob was a little surprised - he felt a familiar flavor from Zhang Guangmu's moves.
As for everyone in the God Emperor's team, they were sinking and floating in the strange torrent of chaos, drifting with the current.
Although this group of people travels through different worlds, has various magical powers, and keeps all kinds of strange equipment and props in their hands, but...
In this torrent of chaos, any extraordinary power is restricted!
Even the instinct to swim has been completely sealed.
Zhang Guangmu showed no mercy to Zhu Nanhua and Yang Chi, two old acquaintances.
It is too easy to see how we treat this kind of thing differently, especially since the production team of Seizing Civilization has people monitoring the background data around the clock. Without proper reasons and motivations, doing so is simply tantamount to giving someone a handle.
So...
A group of powerful extraordinary beings on the God Emperor's team fell directly into a state of drowning.
The torrent of chaos choked into the lungs of this group of people, blocking their breathing ability, and the suffocating feeling that gradually made people lose their power gradually filled their hearts.
Many of them have already reached the level of extraordinary lamp sisters that surpass most intelligent life forms. They do not need oxygen at all and can survive for a long time.
But under Zhang Guangmu's methods, these people actually showed signs of drowning.
"I... don't want to... die in such a... frustrating way!"
"Damn it! Captain...run!"
"Remember...resurrection...me!"
The members of the God Emperor struggled in the torrent, and bubbles bubbled up.
At this time, the platinum light in Jacob's eyes suddenly went out, ending this thought.
In an instant, a simple apricot yellow cassock appeared on Jacob's body.
He held a wooden fish in his left hand and a small sandalwood stick in his right hand, and beat the wooden fish rhythmically.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!…
"Seeing that all five aggregates are empty, you can overcome all hardships!"
Jacob's voice vibrated in the cave.
The torrent of chaos gradually solidified due to this sound, turning into a jewel-like existence.
Looking at Jacob's operation, Zhang Guangmu looked strange.
In ancient times, Buddhist monks believed that fish could close their eyes day and night, so they carved wood into the shape of fish and struck the wooden fish to make a sound to warn the monks that they should meditate day and night and understand the mysteries of Buddhism.
Jacob's painting style is a bit strange, but very effective.
After the chaotic torrent was stabilized, it condensed into a crystal. Everyone in the God Emperor team used all their strength to escape from the crystal. As if they had gone through countless trainings, they each chose their positions and arranged their formations with Jacob as the starting point.
He looked like he was ready to kill someone at the first command.
Jacob did not speak.
He just frowned and looked at Zhang Guangmu: "The trick you just used was an imitation of my [Buddha Realm Descends]..."
To be honest, he doesn't understand.
It was obviously the first time that Zhang Guangmu and I met, why did the other party do this?
If Bai Yue and Jin Ning gave Zhang Guangmu the practice secrets of "The Coming of the Buddha Realm" in exchange for it, then he could barely accept it.
But the problem is that although Bai Yue and Jin Neng are not poor people, they definitely don't have the heaven points to buy "The Coming of the Buddha Realm".
As his mind wandered, Jacob suddenly had an idea and his eyes fell on Mooncake, a cat squatting in Zhang Guangmu's arms like a pet.
"I see."
Jacob nodded slightly: "I just divided my thoughts into two, monitoring Bai Yue and Golden Neck respectively, but ignored this pet."
"I heard before that Qingyu got a pet egg that was comparable to a mythical beast, but it completely perished before it could be hatched."
"Now it seems that the mythical beast egg actually fell into your hands and was successfully hatched."
"Sure enough, when facing any living creature, you must be cautious and cautious, and you cannot judge the enemy by appearance."
After reflecting on the mistakes he had made and learning his lesson, Jacob looked Zhang Guangmu up and down, as if he had seen a ghost: "Even if it uses the magical power of the race to break the ban on the Buddhist world, I can kill him in an instant.
The repairs will prevent the complete loss of control just now..."
"So, it's you!"
Jacob said with a firm tone: "You completely understand the origin, composition and operating principles of the secret technique of [Buddha Realm Arrival]. After you understand it thoroughly, you will completely master its operation method."
"Not only that, you also used your own ingenuity to create similar means, and relied on realm suppression to tear apart the Buddha Kingdom in my palm."
"You have reached the level of the eighth-grade righteous god! Looking at the world, you are already a genuine [strong man]! You cannot be regarded as a [genius] with the possibility of dying young!"
"[God of Civilization], Zhang Guangmu!"
"You've been hiding your strength!"
"Such an incredible learning ability and extraordinary talent!"
"Such wisdom, such force!"
"In "The Wonderful Journey of the Immortals," you will never be unknown."
"Who...are you?"
Before Zhang Guangmu could respond, Isaiah French, the God Emperor's [Butler], came to a conclusion.
In an instant, he combined all the information and came to a conclusion that he found incredible.
"The [Fairy God] of flowing water, the [Skylight] of iron."
Isaiah French choked out the torrent of chaos in his trachea, wiped his face randomly, stared at Zhang Guangmu, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and even his voice was slightly trembling: "You, you are that [Tianguang]