Chapter 1763 The Contest Between the Holy One and the Daishenzun 2

Without waiting for Di Fuyi to speak, he took another step back and made a gesture with his fingers, and colorful lights flashed on his fingertips...

He is indeed capable, and in just a moment, he built a bamboo building on the nearby hillside. The bamboo building is quite like an octagonal building, with bucket arches and cornices, and silver bells hanging on the corners. It looks elegant and simple.

Looking from the outside, this bamboo building is much more luxurious and formal than his bamboo house in the mountains.

His mountain residence and bamboo house are like folk houses, but this bamboo house is like a prince's residence.

He bowed, with a respectful face on his handsome face: "Please, Master Shengzun, go to the bamboo building to rest."

Di Fuyi's eyes flickered slightly, but this time he did not refuse, and nodded slightly: "Okay, you have the heart." He raised his feet and walked towards the bamboo building.

Long Moyan exhaled almost inaudibly, and hurriedly followed behind.

His bamboo building has everything that one expects to find, brocade pier, wooden couch, ancient wooden furniture...everything looks very delicate.

Di Fuyi walked around inside, and Long Moyan quickly asked him to sit down at an ancient wooden table, sincerely asking for advice: "My lord, is it possible for Moyan to use such kung fu?"

Di Fuyi smiled lightly, his eyes were faintly sharp: "Shizi Long has attained the tenth level of spiritual power, congratulations."

After Long Moyan showed his hand, he knew that he could no longer hide his strength in front of Di Fuyi, so he said respectfully: "Moyan came from the upper realm, and he was sealed with memory power before, so he didn't remember the past, and now he can't remember the past. After waking up for a few days, Mo Yan has indeed reached the tenth level of spiritual power, but he did not deliberately hide his strength, and I hope that Lord Shengzun will forgive you..."

Di Fuyi glanced at him, this man's speech was really flawless——

He looked at the bamboo building and said, "You're good at spells, but it's not enough to be able to build a house to be a Daishenzun. The deity also needs to test your other abilities."

"Honorable One please submit a question."

"The ability to fight." Di Fuyi stretched out his hand, and condensed out a long sword. With a flick of his fingertip, the long sword shattered the roof with a bang and flew straight into the sky!

Turning around in the air, turning into countless small swords, forming a gossip formation...

All the sword points were facing Long Moyan, and before he could hit him, the majestic murderous aura had blown up the entire bamboo building——

Cang Qiongyu silently lay on Di Fuyi's wrist, muttering in his heart: Lord Shengzun, are you jealous? Are you jealous? People build houses faster, and you demolish them faster!

"Long Moyan, come and break the sword formation of this deity. Don't blame this deity for not reminding you, this formation is extremely evil, and you must break it to get out. If you can't break it, you can only lose your life in it."

Di Fuyi sat tremblingly on the top of a big tree, his voice was like flowing clouds and ice springs, echoing throughout the hillside.

Long Moyan's face changed slightly, this sword array is too fierce! If he doesn't use all his skills, he might just break up here!

Before he could finish his thought, those little swords had already shot towards him like a storm!

Naturally, Cang Qiongyu also knows the goods, and he knew that the sword array was very fierce when he saw it, so he asked tremblingly: "My lord, is this a magic circle to deal with demons? This Long Moyan is afraid that even if he has tenth-level spiritual power If you can't handle it, don't really stab him to death, kill Dai Shengzun, what will my master do in the future?"

Di Fuyi said indifferently: "If he can be killed so easily, he won't be Dai Shengzun."

At this moment, the sword formation had already surrounded Long Moyan in the middle, not even a piece of clothing was exposed.

Under such a sword array, Long Moyan would not be able to break out for a while.

While talking, Di Fuyi jumped off the ground and walked forward.

"My lord, where are you going?" Cang Qiongyu wondered.

"Go to his mountain residence and see what the hell he's hiding there." Di Fuyi replied calmly.