Chapter 113 Gong Chenying's Tyranny

The dark and thin Zen Master slowly looked across, his eyes were colder, and he was even more angry in his heart. "Why can't the plan keep up with the changes? The first encounter was not the Ten-Step Courtyard and the Taixuan Sect, but the group of the most undesirable Wuliang Sect and demon cultivators. If it was the other two sects, then the next step would be the climax of revenge killing. Now they actually met the Wuliang Sect cultivators, and they were cultivators who had been repaired. Their physical strength is only about 50% at most. How can the other side give them time to recover? This battle seems to be more dangerous than good." The eighteen monks behind him were dull and had a hint of determination. They understood their situation. "Amitabha..." The dark and thin Zen Master's eyes flashed with a sharp light, just when he wanted to find a reason to delay some time. "Kill", a crisp voice sounded in the ball, and then a green light shot towards the black and thin Zen Master. Gong Chenying didn't give the other party any chance. In fact, she regretted that she was late. After all, the Wheel of Life and Death here is not a secret realm for picking. There are many experiences for reference. There were only some ancient records before. If they had attacked when the other party appeared just now, it would be the best time.

With a cold shout, Gong Chenying's figure was the first to explode into the air, and a green light was like lightning.

The black and thin Zen Master couldn't help but be shocked and angry. He didn't expect that the other party was still calm when they met just now, but suddenly he didn't say a word and attacked directly. In this way, his calculations were empty. Not only did his side lose a lot of mana, but also the number of people was only half of the other side. Although there were far more masters of the tenth level of Qi Condensation than the other side, there was no advantage at all now.

The dark and thin Zen master's Dharma name is Zhizhong. His Buddhist skills are extremely profound. He can be ranked in the top ten of the Pure Land Sect in this secret realm picking. He is the leader of the team selected to enter the wheel of life and death. His cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building and is only one step away from entering the realm of false pills. In the picking trial, just as Li Wuyi and others guessed, he found a place to practice after entering and did not participate in the life and death fight. The reason why he was selected as the leader is that the Buddhist skills he practiced are a fairy art that is almost evil Buddha, called "Xue Zi Tuo". This kind of skill is extremely vicious. Just in the first level of Qi Condensation, it is necessary to collect the Yin blood of 108 virgins for sacrifice and refinement, and completely melt a trace of pure Yang in his pure Yang body into Yin blood and Qi. When those 100 virgins were sacrificed, they were like entering the eighteenth level of Shura, which was as miserable as peeling bones and pulling out silk, but his soul and consciousness were still there, and every trace of pain was always entangled.

In the future, when this skill is upgraded to a higher realm, it must be refined with three times the amount of virgin Yin blood. That is to say, when Zhizhong was building his foundation, he sacrificed 324 virgins at once. But in his words, "This person has a predestined relationship with my Buddha and can be saved." After practicing this set of skills, he has the power of half Yin and half Yang, which can suppress all evil things and resist evil and evil cultivation. It can be said to be both good and evil, with Buddha and Nirvana. This is why he is used to deal with the Wuliang Sect.

Seeing that the green light has

approached, Zhizhong's dark and thin face flashed with a fierce look, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He bent his fingers and flicked a red and strange scripture, flashing a strange red light, as bright as a blood plum blossom, to meet the green light. There was a loud bang, and a wave of air exploded in the air between the two people, shaking the cultivators behind them and making them dizzy. Everyone was horrified and could not help but stay away from the two people. After the Pure Land Sect cultivators entered, the sphere began to expand about twenty times. Now the internal space looks at least seven or eight hundred feet. So it seems that the second group of cultivators entering triggered the switch of the ban.

Seeing that the Qi Condensation disciples behind them were moving away from them, the two of them attacked even more violently. Gong Chenying raised her hand and threw up the green long spear, which suddenly became several times larger. Her body flew in the air, and she pinched the magic formula with both hands in the air. The huge green spear turned into a very thin spike. With a sharp "swoosh" sound, it pierced the back of Master Zhizhong's head with a dazzling green light, shaking the world. At the same time, Gong Chenying stepped in the air, as if she was stepping on solid ground. With a "bo" sound in the air, her figure appeared beside Master Zhizhong.

Zhizhong's face was dark. After receiving Gong Chenying's first attack, he seemed to be relaxed and broke the opponent's thunder-like attack with just one scripture. In fact, he was a little surprised deep in his heart. He saw that the cultivation level of this pretty tall girl was only at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and her figure was the best he had ever seen. Although it was just a quick glance, Zhizhong was already getting hot inside. He wanted to capture this girl immediately and abuse her to his heart's content. Both the figure and appearance of this girl were completely different from all the women he had seen before. She was full of wildness, which made him have a desire to conquer her.

With his skills, it should not be too difficult to defeat the opponent, but after the first contact, he almost failed to defeat the opponent's attack, which made his physical strength and spiritual power surge, which was quite uncomfortable. Only then did he know that the opponent might be a physical cultivator of strength. Thinking of the tough body of a female physical cultivator, his possessiveness became stronger. However, he knew that at this moment, his spiritual power was only about 60% of the usual, and it might be unrealistic to successfully subdue the opponent. However, how good could a female cultivator's physical strength be? With his late foundation building state, even if his spiritual power was nearly half lost, if he continued to fight with the opponent, his physical strength would still be better in the end. Now he needed to find a way to distance himself, and close combat with a physical cultivator was really a bad idea.

But he didn't expect Gong Chenying to be very experienced in fighting. After his attack failed, he threw up his huge spear and attacked directly from behind him, thus blocking his retreat and making Master Zhizhong's idea of ​​staying away from the fight go awry. He snorted coldly, silently chanted the spell, and waved his left hand. The yellow cassock on his body turned into a cloud and expanded and fluttered, as if the cloak was blown by the wind, and had already blocked his back. He really reacted very quickly. As the yellow cassock fluttered away, he bent his left hand into a claw and sent it to the empty space on the left side of his body. He grabbed with his claws. At the same time, the space there fluctuated and twisted. A long leg was thrown out like lightning, and a tall figure appeared there. With a "snap", the black and thin steel claws had grabbed the knee joint of the slender leg. Zhizhong's dark and thin face flashed with a grim smile, and his five fingers pressed down hard. He thought that this time he would firmly grab Gong Chenying's jade legs. Even if she dodged, he could tear her clothes on her legs, and then the spring light would be exposed, which would also humiliate this female foundation-building cultivator.

Just as he pressed his five fingers down, Gong Chenying's momentum of sweeping up and sweeping seemed to have lost its strength. She twisted strangely at high speed, and her body was facing him. The sudden change at an impossible angle made people feel a very awkward sense of misalignment. Her knees sank instantly, and her legs flashed wildly. With the momentum of sinking, her legs had already neutralized the force of Master Zhizhong's pressing and tearing. Just when Zhizhong's pressing and tearing force felt empty and his fingers had lost the opponent's trace, she secretly said "not good". The girl bent her knees and hit him with a sharp whistle. The collision actually produced a high-speed explosion sound with the friction of the air, and hit Zhizhong's five fingers that had already lost their power. A few crisp "crack, crack" sounds were heard in the ears. With a strange cry from Master Zhizhong, his left hand was raised high by the collision, and two fingers were twisted and deformed. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. Her fighting style was somewhat similar to Zhao Min.

Gong Chenying saw this with no surprise or joy on her face. This kind of injury looks scary, but for a foundation-building cultivator, as long as the spiritual power is activated again, it will be healed soon. She didn't give the other party a chance to breathe. She raised her body again and flew into the air. Looking up, the green thorns also pierced the yellow cassock that was erected like a wall. Green and yellow light burst out in the air. The cassock with green thorns stretched out an inch inward, but it couldn't be pierced anymore. It just made a teeth-grinding sound. She stretched out her right hand and grabbed the tail of the thorns with one hand. With the spiritual power flashing wildly, the thorns instantly turned into a huge green spear. She turned her body, just like a child swinging a chain hammer in a circle. With her as the center, the huge long spear suddenly drew a circle and smashed Zhizhong with a heavy force.

Zhizhong was just as Gong Chenying guessed. After his left hand was deformed due to pain, he hurriedly took advantage of the collision to retreat. As he retreated, his spiritual power was poured into his left hand, and the two twisted fingers had returned to normal. But the next moment, a danger that made him extremely nervous appeared. He saw a huge long spear like a heavy stick smashing towards him. If it hit him or the half-moon-shaped spear head hit him, it would not be able to recover by spiritual power alone. His body would be turned into powder. He hurriedly raised his spiritual power and moved sideways without a trace. At the same time, he waved his hand behind him, and the yellow cassock was tied into a long dragon in front of him and rolled horizontally towards the huge spear that was sweeping towards him.

While the two of them were fighting hard, a few hundred feet away from them, the fight was even more intense. It was not that the cultivators here had higher magic power than those two, but that there were many people here, and all kinds of spiritual power were released at the same time. For a while, the spiritual power was everywhere in the spherical space, and the sound of explosions continued. The fight was really lively.

The eighteen monks had not said a word since the battle began, let alone chanted a Buddhist name. This was a bit strange. They all kept their lips tightly shut and attacked fiercely. The eighteen people formed the Eighteen Arhats Formation, and only used the momentum of running to resist the attack. They didn't care about their lives at all. They all opened their spiritual power. The golden light of Buddhism in the space was strong, and for a while, they forced the monks of the Wuliang Sect to retreat step by step. Among the eighteen people, eleven were in the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, and seven were in the late tenth level of Qi Condensation. This strength was really terrible. Among the thirty-six people on Li Yan's side, only seven were in the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, and ten were in the late tenth level of Qi Condensation. If it were normal, Li Yan and his team would definitely not be able to get away with it. One Great Perfection of Qi Condensation could not be defeated by ten people in the tenth level of Qi Condensation.

However, the cultivators of the Wuliang Sect also realized that the other party was just showing off their power for the time being, so they used their spiritual sense to scan the aura of the 18 opponents when they entered the sphere. Each person had only about half of their magic power left, so they naturally adopted the method of a quick battle and a quick decision.

The thirty-six members of the Wuliang Sect were now divided into six teams, each forming a small circle. Outside each team, there was a layer of various colors, such as smoke, fog, rain, or sand. Although the eighteen monks looked dull, they were obviously very clear-headed. Although they attacked fiercely, their eyes were either solemn or showed a little fear. They obviously did not dare to get close to the layer of mist, rain, and sand outside the six teams, and even did not dare to penetrate the spiritual power of the attack for too long. Often after the attack was fruitless, they would withdraw as soon as they touched it, which made their attack extremely difficult, and their spiritual power was consumed very quickly. After a dozen breaths, after a strong attack, they had already retreated. They shrank into a group and only attacked occasionally. Most of them were using the Eighteen Arhats Formation to move constantly, obviously trying to preserve their spiritual power and wait for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

Li Yan's team was blocked by the rain curtain sent by Li Yan. The other five were behind the rain curtain. After the rush, the five people sighed in their hearts. When they saw the other side attacking, three of them released the protection magic, but the other two saw Li Yan release the strange rain curtain in the sect competition, so they simply did auxiliary defense. Li Yan didn't care. After the monks attacked several times, the five people were relieved. Although the other five teams also had mist and dust, their blocking effect was obviously not as good as Li Yan's notorious "maggot attached to the bone" plus cloud and rain magic. No matter whether the opponent's spiritual power was transformed or spiritual tools or spiritual treasures, as long as they entered the rain curtain, it would soon become difficult to move forward. It slowly turned into a gray mass of material, often falling heavily on the ground when they were still more than ten meters away from them. Looking at the spiritual tools that had lost their spirituality on the ground, the five people couldn't help but twitch in their hearts.