Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

The monk couldn't withstand the black-faced man's attack. The formation pattern behind him broke, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The black-faced man exerted force on his hand, and the monk flew out from the ring.

The black-faced man looked at his fist and shook his head, as if he was dissatisfied with the blow just now.

"Come up here, I'll take care of it for one dollar and nine!" The black-faced man turned his head and pointed at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen didn't talk nonsense and walked directly onto the ring, but no one was optimistic about Jiang Chen.

"If you can't do it, just admit defeat. After all, sometimes luck cannot represent strength!" The young monk acting as the referee glanced at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded and walked slowly onto the stage without saying anything.

"I admire your courage to say your name!" The black-faced man said with a condescending expression and an indifferent expression.

"I'm also very curious about your identity! How about this, if one of us loses, tell us his true identity?" Jiang Chen shook his head, and then sent a message to the black-faced man.

The black-faced man looked a little surprised. He looked at Jiang Chen as if he were a fool. The mixed spiritual energy all over Jiang Chen’s body proved that his cultivation techniques were not very good. The black-faced man really couldn’t figure out where Jiang Chen got such a big body. courage.

"good!"

With just one word, the black-faced man rushed over and wanted to kill him with one blow. Jiang Chen was not careless. After all, the strength of his opponent was there and he directly summoned the Yin-Yang Ghost Shield.

The black-faced man punched the ghost shield directly, and the ghost shield only shook slightly. It seemed that this blow did not cause any harm to Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen looked at the gap and kicked the black-faced man in the chest. , the two people flew out at the same time.

The black-faced man patted the dust on his chest: "With this kick, you are qualified to know my name. Remember, my name is Qiye!"

A name flashed in Jiang Chen's mind - Seven Nights Demon Lord, but this was not from the same world at all. Besides, how could the Seven Nights Demon Lord have ghost energy in him.

The black-faced man didn't give Jiang Chen a chance to think. He flashed and attacked again, but every time the Yin-Yang Ghost Shield appeared on his attack route in advance, neutralizing this seemingly fatal attack. .

Not to mention the people under the ring, even the Arhat Bodhisattva in the Great Thunderclap Monastery had his eyes widened at this time, looking at the golden light as if he had seen a ghost.

"Jin Guang, where did you find this good seedling? It's so well hidden!" Chengren Arhat, who had already lost two spiritual energy, said in a sour tone.

"He is a Buddhist!"

As soon as Jin Guang's words came out, there was silence in the Great Thunderclap Monastery. After a while, someone looked at the superior Kubo and asked: "Bodhisattva, is what he said true?"

Kubodhi nodded: "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that Jin Guang is very lucky!"

Everyone knows the relationship between Kuboti and Jinguang. Although it is not incompatible, it can be regarded as tense. [You must know that Kuboti's great wish back then was to convert the city of Puti.

This was originally a very simple matter, and had been completed five hundred years ago, but later great changes occurred within the Buddhist Gate, and the city of Puti was actually occupied by another lineage, which also led to a sharp decline in Kubodhi's cultivation.

Kubodhi's cultivation level fell all the way to the Arhat realm, and he finally stabilized his cultivation level by going into retreat. But when he came out again, the situation was already uncontrollable, and the Bodhisattva Arhats of his own lineage suffered heavy losses.

Kubodhi has always wanted to merge with Jinguang's lineage, but Jinguang is known as the first person under Bodhisattva, and it's not for nothing. He has been competing with Kubodhi for five hundred years, but Kubodhi has gained no benefit at all.

However, you cannot enter the Bodhisattva realm, and the golden light has a limited lifespan. It will take another hundred years at most. When the golden light reaches its limit, Kubodhi can take back this lineage. By then, no one can compete with Kubodhi.

Everyone nodded, slowly digesting what Jin Guang said.

In the ring, Qiye surrounded Jiang Chen with punches and kicks, but there was no better way. The ghost shield's defensive power was too amazing, and all the ghost energy hidden in his hands was absorbed by the ghost shield.

Qiye stopped and took out a long spear as black as ink from behind. There was a breathtaking power on the spear. Jiang Chen just took one look and felt the full attraction.

If he kept looking at it, he might not be able to find it when the spear stabbed him. Jiang Chen had no choice but to swallow the pill that Dioren gave him.

If he couldn't win this battle and couldn't get the Pure Buddha's Sound, his fate would only be worse. Jiang Chen swallowed the pill without hesitation.

Qiye found that his soul-capturing gun had almost no effect after Jiang Chen took the elixir, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face: "I didn't expect you to have the elixir to calm the soul. I underestimated you before you came here!"

…Please give me flowers…

Jiang Chen shook his head and directly took out the Zongtian Ghost Spine. On the stage, both of them had pure black weapons in their hands, plus a pitch black ghost shield. The scene was a little awkward for a moment.

Qiye licked his lips: "I smell a familiar smell. It seems that both of us are doomed today!"

Jiang Chen understood what Qiye meant. If the two of them used all their strength, the ghost skills on their bodies would not be hidden no matter what. And using ghost skills around the Great Thunderclap Monastery was no different from seeking death.

Qiye held the spear, his eyes full of reverence: "The next step is my strongest move. If you can follow it, then you will win this match?"

Jiang Chen did not answer, but instead retracted the Yin-Yang Ghost Shield around him. Everyone around the ring felt that the spiritual energy around him was rapidly passing away.

The black spear in Qiye's hand hungrily absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy. The sky suddenly became dim, and the originally clear sky instantly became dark.

There is a magical magic on the spear, which not only robs the surrounding spiritual energy, but also absorbs the light.

"The spear is here!" Qiye yelled, and saw a fist-sized ball of light condensed on the tip of the spear. Qiye flicked it with all his strength, "The ball of light on the tip of the spear hit Jiang Kang directly."

Breaking away from the shackles of the spear, the ball of light became bigger and bigger. By the time it reached the middle of the ring, it was already bigger than a person. Not only Jiang Chen on the ring, but even Quan Zhi and others below the ring felt it. The power of destruction.

Quan Zhi shouted: "Jiang Chen, you can't do anything, retreat quickly!"

Jiang Chen, however, froze on the spot as if he was frightened, watching the ball of light hit him. When Jiang Chen came in front of him, the ball of light was at least as high as a two-story building.

Many people closed their eyes. Even if Jiang Chen had the Yin-Yang Ghost Shield in hand, he would not be able to escape death from this blow. Even the Huadan monk would be furious on the spot, let alone Jiang Chen who was only in the electric stage.

The extremely fast ball of light stagnated, and the people behind Jiang Chen widened their eyes and saw an incredible scene. .