Chapter 145: Heavenly Shadow Palm

For the first time, Mo Jian felt that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary character. Although he was only in the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm, the power of this fire seal was beyond the reach of ordinary masters in the eighth level of the Xiantian Realm.

In addition, the steaming fire, carrying the power of the king, had a natural restraint on his evil skills and the demonic nature in his body. Under this restraint, Mo Jian found that he could not exert his full combat power at all.

This shock was extraordinary. Mo Jian had been on the road for so long, but this was the first time he encountered a situation of being restrained. It was not that he had not dealt with masters of fire spirits before, but ordinary flames were meaningless to him.

This situation made Mo Jian feel depressed. Not being able to exert his full combat power was a kind of frustration.

Boom...

The violent evil magic power and the Hunyuan Fire Seal collided with each other, and the entire altar changed color. The terrifying energy fluctuations spread everywhere, making people terrified.

Even with the restraint of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, Yun Yi was still no match for Mo Jian. After one blow, Yun Yi was shaken and retreated continuously. He retreated to the edge of the altar and barely stabilized his body.

The area on the altar was still very wide, several feet in radius, just right for Yun Yi and Mo Jian to use as a battlefield for a duel.

"What a powerful guy."

Yun Yi's body shook, but the light in his eyes became more vigorous. Mo Jian's strength did not make Yun Yi feel the slightest fear, but instead completely stimulated the fighting spirit of being stronger when facing a strong opponent, making him feel that his trip to Yulun City this time was not in vain.

"How could this bastard be so powerful that he could withstand my attack without any damage."

Compared to Yun Yi's surprise, Mo Jian was truly shocked. No one knew how powerful he was. Although the attack just now was just a casual attack, even if it was a casual attack, it was very easy to kill a spiritual cultivator of the eighth level of the innate realm, and it was not a problem at all.

But such a powerful attack did not kill a kid of the fifth level of the Xiantian Realm, and did not even leave the slightest injury on the opponent.

How could Mo Jian not be shocked? He knew that such an outcome was definitely not as simple as the opponent's ability to restrain his own flames. The gap between their cultivation levels was so great that it could not be reversed by flame restraint alone. The only explanation was that Yun Yi was too strong. He was a true genius and could not be guessed by common sense at all.

Yun Yi, who was on the opposite side, had golden light in his eyes, and the golden light on his body was getting stronger and stronger. He took a step forward, his eyes were focused, and it could be seen that he was immersed in an extremely mysterious state.

The mantra of the Great Compassion Mantra had been taught by Heifeng, and each Sanskrit character turned into a brand, deeply imprinted on Yun Yi's heart and in the depths of Yun Yi's soul.

The nine lotus platforms kept turning, as if to absorb all the Sanskrit.

Om, Mani, Ba, Mi, Hum!

The scene of Heifeng performing the six-character mantra appeared in Yun Yi's mind that day. The six big characters began to rotate at a high speed in his mind, constantly evolving into reality.

"What the hell is this bastard doing? Why is there an increasingly strong Buddhist aura on him?"

Mo Jian frowned, and his expression began to become a little solemn: "This boy is not simple, I can't hold back anymore, I must kill him as soon as possible, his flames have a great restraint on me, if combined with the Buddhist secrets, it will have a double restraint on me."

At this moment, Mo Jian hated Yun Yi to the extreme, or hated the Buddhist aura emanating from Yun Yi.

Not far away, Heifeng, who was suspended in the air, saw Yun Yi's performance and was also deeply shocked. He had already thought highly of Yun Yi, otherwise he would not have taught him the Great Compassion Mantra at such a critical moment, just thinking that there was still a glimmer of hope from Yun Yi.

Now it seems that he still underestimated Yun Yi.

"It seems that this kid will soon be able to comprehend the six-character mantra. I will now set up the Nine Absolute Killing Formation around this altar."

Heifeng turned into a black light and began to fly around the altar at high speed. He kept scratching the void with his cat claws, condensing a series of restrictions, all of which were imprinted into the void.

If you don't understand the formation, you can't tell what Heifeng is doing.

"Xiao Yunzi, it will take some time for me to set up the Nine Absolute Killing Formation. Try to hold this guy back."

Heifeng's voice reached Yun Yi's ears.

Yun Yi did not answer. He was at the critical moment of comprehending the six-character mantra. In his mind, six large characters of different colors were gradually becoming clear.

The six large characters were shining, as if they had come out of nothingness.

What Yun Yi had to do now was to pull these six large characters out of nothingness and turn them from illusion into reality.

"Boy, go to hell, taste my Tianyin Palm."

Mo Jian roared, his whole body was filled with terrifying demonic energy, as well as the most yin and evil energy. He turned into a peerless demon king, with black smoke billowing, and rushed towards Yun Yi fiercely.

From beginning to end, Mo Jian did not take Hei Feng seriously. In his eyes, this was just an inconspicuous cat, just a pet beside Yun Yi.

As for the Nine Absolute Killing Formation that Hei Feng had set up, with Mo Jian's eyesight, he could not see such a profound formation at all. The most important thing was that all of Mo Jian's attention was on Yun Yi, and he had no time for anything else.

The Sky Shadow Palm is one of Mo Jian's powerful means. Under the black demonic energy, three eerie palm prints, like three skulls from hell, with a ferocious look, completely sealed Yun Yi from three different directions, leaving Yun Yi nowhere to hide.

This is Mo Jian's fatal blow, and the intention is very obvious, that is, to kill Yun Yi with one blow and eradicate the trouble.

Below, the battle has reached a white-hot point. The people from the three major families and the City Lord's Mansion are fighting hard. The three clan leaders Hong Liang are fighting against four masters of the eighth level of the innate realm. It is getting harder and harder, and Guo Haifeng has suffered some injuries.

The nine hundred and ninety-nine girls have been frightened for a long time. They are all in the storm of the battlefield. There is no place to hide or avoid, but they are also the safest. The three major families are to save them, and the City Lord's Mansion is to sacrifice them with blood. So although the battle is fierce, the girls are not in any danger for the time being.

"Young Master Yun is fighting with that demon. It looks like the situation is not very optimistic. If Young Master Yun loses, tonight will be our death."

While fighting, Hong Liang was also paying attention to the situation on the altar. Whether it was on the altar or under the altar, the situation was not optimistic, which made people feel desperate.