Chapter 791 Enemy (Asking for Monthly Votes)
If he was in a normal state, Cui Qinghe would not have panicked at all. Although the Demon Saint Spear of the Earth Immortal level was terrifying, it was not a completely overwhelming level and power. Otherwise, the Heaven Punishment Axe of the Earth Immortal level of the Human Immortal Guldoga in his early years had already swept the world. Why was he stopped by the two swords of Chonghe Taoist and Mr. Lu Da, and never invaded the south? He was alone with a sword, unable to block it and dodge it?
But he had just been brushed off by the five-color divine light, and when he shook it out, he would have a short dizziness, a dizziness from the depths of his soul - if there was still a gap between him and the Peacock Demon King, or if the other party reached the legendary level and did not have the corresponding method, he would have fainted directly.
So, when Cui Qinghe stabilized, the Demon Saint Spear had already been pointed in front of him. The colorless flame the size of a grain of rice did not emit high temperature, but made people feel the horror of burning everything.
Cui Qinghe gathered his mind, and the purple air surrounding his Dharma body suddenly expanded, covering his body in purple clouds, like a god descending from the sky, majestic and sacred.
Zixia soared into the sky, like a dragon, and was itself transformed from purple yang flames, igniting the airflow and the sea of vitality, forming a gorgeous purple rosy ball that isolated the Demon Saint Spear.
The colorless flame the size of a rice grain did not explode or expand when the Phoenix Wing Black Gold Spear hit it, and it burned the "Purple Yang Flame" silently, burning fire with fire, and swallowing fire with fire, as if it was the ancestor of all fires, surpassing the purple rosy ball.
In two or three moments, the Demon Saint Spear pierced through the gorgeous purple rosy ball and pierced Cui Qinghe's Dharma body. The rice-sized flame grew a little bigger, about the thickness of a finger, and shook gently, burning through the void.
However, Cui Qinghe had already had a chance to breathe. He sealed the long sword in his hand and used the "Zhi Ge Sword Technique" that could stop any "battle" but was not good at attacking, just to seal all the changes of the Demon Saint Spear and block the tip of the spear.
With a bang, the colorless flames burst out, burning and spreading upward along the power attached to the "Zhi Ge Sword", at a very fast speed, as if to form a prairie fire. Cui Qinghe did not expect that the flames were so terrifying. Except for the main body of the magic weapon, the rest could be burned. He could only forcibly cut off the connection with the "Zhi Ge Sword" and threw it hard to throw away the flames on the Zhi Ge Sword.
The flames fell below, and there happened to be a flat lake. The clear water was immediately ignited, and the surrounding prairie fire was set on fire. The area of a thousand miles would be turned into scorched earth, and no life could survive. At this time, a sigh full of compassion sounded, and the Lan Ke Temple was looming. A huge right hand covered with the luster of glass stretched out, holding the seal, gathering the Buddha's light, and flicked his fingers. After flicking three times, he finally extinguished the flames and prevented the destruction of the living beings.
After Cui Qinghe shook off the colorless flames, he was about to use the Wanxiang formation to dodge and regroup, but suddenly saw another red light falling.
His vision went dark, and he was once again swept down by Taili's five-color divine light!
Yunhe Zhenren, who used the Hunyuan Yiqi Shangqing Divine Talisman to set up a large formation, was quite familiar with the battle between Taili and Cui Qinghe. Seeing that the Demon Saint Spear had awakened to the level of earthly immortals, the five-color divine light was almost unsolvable, so he planned to adjust the formation to let the evolved Wanxiang murderous intent focus on Taili to rescue Cui Qinghe, but how could the Blood Sea Rakshasa give him this opportunity? He gathered the blood sea, turned into a transparent blood shadow, held the "Blood Transformation Divine Knife", and rushed forward, piercing through countless vines in succession, corroding the black water, without suffering any damage.
Blood Shadow Dacheng is such a monster. Unless it is restrained or the power difference is too great, there is no way to stop it.
Yunhe Zhenren thought for a while, pointed his hand, and the sky above the formation was bright, showing a brilliant sun, which was condensed by the sun's true fire, reflecting the surroundings in golden color, and then the sun fell, drawing a beautiful arc, and hit the Blood Sea Rakshasa, with the most positive and fierce meaning restrained.
The Blood Sea Rakshasa paused, swung out the thin blood knife in his hand, and silently cut the sun. Suddenly, the sun turned red, as if it was stained with blood, and quickly disintegrated, turning into drops of blood and water falling. The thin blood knife was only the outer layer of blood mist in the air, and it itself was not burned, showing that its essence was excellent.
After a successful attack, the Blood Sea Rakshasa spread out its own blood sea, and the sea of vitality around Yunhe was prominent, but it was all red, with blood-red lotus flowers blooming inside, blooming with the Blood Sea Rakshasa's slashes, releasing a sweet and fishy fragrance. If ordinary people smelled it, they would turn into blood on the spot. This forced Yunhe Zhenren to focus on defense first. After all, he had just been promoted for a long time and had not yet fully mastered all kinds of Taoist arts.
He was surrounded by lightning and golden crows flying around. He fought back and forth with the Blood Sea Rakshasa. At the same time, he had to distract himself and use the formation to weaken the influence of Kuiniu Demon King and White Tiger Demon King, so he could only barely move his hand.
The Wanxiang formation suddenly surged, and the light condensed, shooting out a brilliant star line, penetrating the high-altitude strong wind, penetrating the Yuan magnetic pole circle, shooting into the blue sky, and connecting to a small floating planet.
The rocky planet trembled, and suddenly fell with the star line, being pulled, and the speed became faster and faster, and soon fell into the Yuan magnetic pole circle.
It rubbed against the high-altitude strong wind, burned violently, dragged out a dreamy flame tail light, and aimed directly at the "Peacock Demon King" Taili!
On the other side, Kong Wen felt that the demon holy spear had awakened. Although he was affected by the chaotic thunder and lightning and golden wind, he didn't know the specific situation, but he also understood that Cui Qinghe was in danger, so he threw the relic in his hand and transformed into a golden body arhat in the shape of a bodhisattva. His smile was light, like compassion and sudden realization, with thousands of meanings and thousands of perceptions in it. He pinched his fingers and made a flower-picking gesture, brushing towards the Kuiniu Demon King. For a moment, the purple lightning and green thunder in the sky dissipated, as if he had realized the Dharma, and the four elements were empty, forcing the Kuiniu Demon King to defend himself first.
This is the relic of the sixth-generation Shaolin abbot Yuankong. He has attained the "Kasyapa Dharmakaya". Although he has stopped at the Arhat level, he is much stronger than the ordinary Arhat golden body. Even if it is a relic, it is more powerful than the general quasi-Dharmakaya.
After Yuankong blocked the Kuiniu demon king, Kongwen, who looked like a golden Arhat, raised his right hand, which became about ten feet long, flashing with the meaning of Vajra. He slapped it down with one palm, breaking the golden wind and slapping away the flying swords and spears condensed by the power of the gold element.
The powerful Vajra Palm, the Prajna Palm, the Mount Sumeru Palm, the Ananda Finger, the Formless Tribulation Finger, Kongwen used all kinds of Shaolin unique skills at will, some of which were extremely powerful, some hid the Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed and then exploded in front of him, some specialized in breaking hard objects, and some started from the formless form, which was difficult to grasp. He overwhelmed the White Tiger, who was good at returning all the swords to the origin and controlling the power of the gold element, and could only barely resist, as if he was facing a non-stop storm.
Suddenly, the storm came to an abrupt end, and Kongwen's attack suddenly disappeared. The White Tiger Demon King felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously blocked it, feeling a sense of disharmony.
Then, he saw the golden body arhat Kongwen pinching his thumb and middle finger, making a gesture of picking up a flower. Suddenly, his mind was empty, as if he had realized all kinds of Zen principles and knew that the world was illusory. His heart was extremely happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled involuntarily.
The Buddha picked up a flower, and Kasyapa smiled. This is the "Smile of Picking a Flower" of the Tathagata Palm!
If you practice to perfection, if you don't understand, you can't avoid a palm on your head. If you are enlightened, you will become a Buddha on the spot and have no enemies. It is the top magic skill of Buddhism.
Kongwen has been immersed in the Dragon Subduing Fist, Picking Flowers Finger and this Tathagata Palm for more than a hundred years. After realizing the general outline of the palm, he has practiced hard for several years and finally mastered this palm!
The White Tiger Demon King seemed to understand, but not quite. He suddenly felt a sense of danger in his heart and woke up. However, Kong Wen had already transformed his fingers into palms, and was only a little short of hitting his head.
The tiger roared sharply, and layers of gold power emerged, gathering into a thick Gengjin shield on the head of the demon king. It only had time to do this.
Bang! Gengjin collapsed, and a five-finger mark appeared on the head of the White Tiger Demon King. Blood spurted out, and he was dizzy and seriously injured. If it weren't for the strong body of the great demon, he would have lost half his life if he didn't die under this palm.
Kong Wen was about to dodge the White Tiger Demon King and help Cui Qinghe, but he saw the giant hammer of the Kui Niu Demon King wrapped around the purple thunder dragon hitting him, blocking his way.
When Yunhe summoned the meteorite to fall from the sky, the weakening of the two demon kings was reduced. After all, "Yuan Kong" was just a relic transformation, and his intelligence was not high. He was tricked by the Kui Niu Demon King and tricked out of the gap, and hurried to help the White Tiger Demon King.
With its help, the White Tiger Demon King finally stabilized his position.
Kong Wen was unable to escape, and his Zen mind became a little impatient, but his strength decreased a little. He quickly restrained his mind, returned to peace, and tried his best to find an opportunity to help.
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Tai Li looked arrogant, shook again, shook out Cui Qinghe, and then stabbed again.
The combination of the five-color divine light and the demon holy spear was extremely terrifying. One brush and one hit, one hit and one brush, Cui Qinghe could not get out of this cycle at all. He used all his skills, showing the purple sun magic and the swordsmanship, but he was still in a very awkward situation. Even if he tried to break through the air and escape, he was brushed back. After several times, he was in a desperate situation.
And Tai Li's five-color divine light swept down one after another, brushing away the lightning, yellow sand, flames, poisonous water, etc. that Yunhe Zhenren barely activated the formation to knock down. It was not affected too much, and Cui Qinghe was about to be killed by the gun.
At this point, Cui Qinghe knew that if he delayed any further, he would have no chance of survival. He gritted his teeth, and the purple sun behind his head suddenly expanded, radiating light and flying clouds, which blocked the induction.
When Taili locked onto it again, he saw a purple sun in the hazy formation, nearly a hundred feet long and wide, with blazing flames on the surface, and the same inside, with things constantly gathering, creating terrifying high temperatures and light, and it was as heavy as a mountain, and the surrounding void was bent. Taili only felt a huge suction coming, and he couldn't help but rush over.
"Purple Sun Magic" was inherited from ancient times and obtained by Cui's ancestors. It is said that if you practice it to a level close to the legendary realm, you can turn it into a real purple sun, the kind of sun that runs at high altitude!
At the critical moment of life and death, Cui Qinghe, regardless of the consequences, activated his Dharma body and launched the strongest attack, intending to attack instead of defend, and fight for a glimmer of hope.
The purple sun fell with great force, like a huge fist, hitting Taili, but Taili could not get rid of the suction force at all, so he could only hold the demon holy spear and stab the sun with all his strength.
At this moment, a huge ball of fire about a hundred feet long passed through the formation and hit Taili, and the explosive force contained was enough to destroy the whole place.
Meteorites fell from the sky, and all the killing intent was in them, including the elements of gold, earth, and fire.
Taili snorted coldly, and the three rays of yellow, white, and red in the five-color divine light behind him brushed off the burning meteorites. The tip of the demon holy spear in his hand had transformed into a fire phoenix and pointed at the sun.
Bang!
The tip of the spear pierced the sun, and the colorless fire phoenix rolled back, completely wrapped the purple color, burning fiercely. Taili flew backwards, and the five-color divine light behind him shook violently, throwing out the huge flame and throwing it downwards.
He was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and was obviously seriously injured. Feathers all over his body burned and fell, and the purple sun that was stabbed did not reduce its attack and was still smashing towards him.
The spear shook, and a purple sun was thrown out. Cui Qinghe's Dharma body was seriously injured. Just as he was about to seize the opportunity to escape to the other side of the formation, another red light flashed in front of him.
His vision went dark, and when he saw the sky and the earth again, the phoenix-winged black gold spear had pierced his body.
In an instant, Cui Qinghe's Dharma body was completely burned, and his breath dissipated quickly.
The five-color divine light plus the demon saint spear at the earth immortal level can kill most human immortals. If it weren't for the help of the formation, Cui Qinghe would have died long ago!
Cui Qinghe used up his last bit of strength to activate the Zhi Ge Sword and threw it into the sky. The Zhi Ge Sword whimpered, did not circle, and returned to the north, escaping to Pingjin.
Tai Li was also in pain. He was injured by the meteorite and many feathers were burned by Cui Qinghe's purple flame. He mustered up his last remaining strength to kill him. At this time, he could only watch the magic weapon fly away but could do nothing.
At the moment when the purple sun was brushed down by the red light, Kong Wen had understood the difficulty of the situation. He no longer hesitated or had luck. He suddenly recalled Yuan Kong's relic, and his face showed great compassion and determination.
In Changle City, Gao Lan, who was sitting on the throne and covered by the shadow, had a flash of lightning in his eyes. Looking to the south, the Human Emperor Sword beside him did not need to be activated, and it glowed by itself.
"The old enemy has arrived, and if you don't wake up, when will you wait!" Gao Lan slowly stood up, his expression stern, and shouted in a low voice.
The main purpose of the Human Emperor Sword was to fight against the demon clan and the demon saint. At this time, the "Demon Saint Spear" transformed by the demon saint appeared in the world, and the Human Emperor Sword naturally responded to the stimulus!
The sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains and rivers, the words and the grass, the nature and civilization are all highlighted, illuminating the dark palace like daylight. Gao Lan wore a bright yellow robe and a flat crown on his head. He was handsome and majestic. He held the Human Emperor Sword in one hand and the seal of the Northern Zhou Emperor in the other.
His eyes were ruthless, looking far to the south, and whispered to himself:
"The Human Emperor Sword has not appeared for nearly 100,000 years. It seems that everyone has forgotten what kind of "kingly way" it will have when it is matched with the emperor's jade seal..."
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