Demon Gate Player

Chapter 58 Samadhi God Fan

Pang Yue went deep into nine Buddhist caves in succession and finally reached the end.

In the ninth Buddhist cave.

A dark brown river flows through the center of the Buddhist cave.

On one side of the river, there are lush flowers, plants and trees, like a tropical rain forest.

Across the river is a dark and deep void.

Pang Yue stood in front of the river and looked intently. He saw that the river was actually composed of countless space fragments and void turbulence!

The river seems real and illusory, and seems far away.

Standing "by the river", there is quite an illusion of spatial perception being disordered.

The river divided the entire Buddhist cave into two worlds. Above the river, there was chaos and darkness, just like the void outside the territory.

A suspicion suddenly arose in Pang Yue's mind, could this be the boundary of this ancient secret realm?

"It's a pity that I still have a sect mission, otherwise..."

Pang Yue looked at the river and sighed leisurely.

The spiritual energy here was extremely abundant, and he harvested hundreds of Ice Soul Snow Lotuses, including one at the Saint Grade level. If he could use it well, it would be worth a hundred years of hard work!

"Go to the meeting point first!"

Pang Yue moved, stepped on the Naihe Bridge, and fled in the opposite direction.

…

Hong Xi, Meng Zitao and their entourage entered the Buddhist cave and found nothing but some exotic flowers and plants.

The group of people continued deeper into the cave and soon came to the third Buddha cave.

Nine Tianhaizong monks were busy offering a roll of formation diagrams to seal the entire cave entrance.

The auras of the nine people flickered, intertwined with the array, and merged into one. A curtain of water blocked the entrance of the cave like a sea tide.

"Tianhai Sect monk?"

Hong Xi glanced at them and without any nonsense, he directly activated the Samadhi God fan and fanned it towards the nine people.

The feather fan swelled up in the wind and turned into a size of several feet. Suddenly, it blew out a black tornado and struck forward!

"No, it's the real Demon Talisman Sect!"

"Rank One Law Treasure, activate the formation with all your strength!"

The nine members of the Tianhaizong reacted quickly and immediately put their magic power together in one place, activating the formation with all their strength. They heard a loud crashing sound and a dazzling water-colored brilliance rose up.

This great formation is called the Taixuan True Light Array. The Taixuan True Light it emits is gushing and turbulent, vast and powerful!

In the water-colored light curtain, there seemed to be countless river waves flowing, it was transparent and shining, and bursts of spiritual pressure spread, far exceeding that of the Dao Foundation perfection monks!

The water light and the black tornado collided suddenly in the sky, making an earth-shattering loud noise.

The water was filled with light, and the black wind was raging. For a time, all the vegetation and Buddha statues in the Buddhist cave were destroyed, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Hong Peng laughed loudly, activated the Samadhi God fan as much as he could, and released three more black tornadoes towards the water.

A force that tore apart the sky and earth emerged on the spot, tearing the water curtain all over the sky into pieces.

The monks of the Tianhai Sect were shocked and hurriedly operated their formations. The water curtain surged, making it a match for the divine wind of Samadhi.

"Monk Demon Talisman Sect, don't be so arrogant, my senior brother Yan Qichang, the sea-turning master, is nearby, please retreat quickly!"

The Tianhai Sect monk shouted with a fierce expression.

When Hong Chu heard this, he burst into laughter.

"Sea-shaking master? Okay! Thirty years ago, Hong fought with him and lost half of his moves. This time, he just got his money back with profits!"

With a flicker of his body, he turned into a breeze and floated into the Taixuan True Light Formation.

The Samadhi God Fan was in his hand, exerting a power that made Meng Zitao stunned. Nine black tornadoes as thick as fists flew out, easily piercing the water curtain and entering the bodies of the nine monks.

"ah!"

The Tianhai Sect monks screamed in unison, as if they were being subjected to the cruelest torture in the world.

The flesh and blood of the nine people were seen falling off one after another, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Russian qing.

Only nine white skeletons were left on the spot.

Holding the fan of Samadhi god, Hong Ning stands among the nine white bones, looking relaxed and content, with a free and easy temperament.

"Senior Brother Hong is domineering!"

Meng Zitao and others came to congratulate him.

Hong Xi reluctantly looked at the feather fan in his hand and exclaimed: "The Law Treasure refined by Elder Meng is indeed very powerful. I wonder when Hong will be able to have a Law Treasure of his own!"

Meng Zitao smiled and said: "Senior Brother Hong will definitely gain something from this exploration of the Ancient Nine Shadow Demon Sect."

"Nine Shadow Demon Sect...Oh, let's not mention it. That is the opportunity left by the sect for Ye Xue. I can't wait for it...hehe!"

Hong Xi shook his head, as if he thought of something, he couldn't help but shake his head, his mood waned.

…

The Seventh Buddha Cave.

A ray of light spread across the sky, blocking Pang Yue's path.

In the twilight, a Daoist shadow stared at Pang Yue with murderous intent.

His eyes fell on the bloody halo behind Pang Yue.

I saw one of the slim figures floating in the blood in a daze, unable to rest until death.

That is his favorite junior sister...

Yan Qichang couldn't help but think of the tender and loving time between the two of them a few days ago.

He has had romantic relationships with many female cultivators in his life, but this junior sister is his favorite.

However... nature plays tricks on people.

He actually watched his junior sister being burned to death by the real Taiyin fire emerging from the snow lotus, but he was unable to do anything.

The way the junior sister picked snow lotuses and looked back with a smile became the most painful memory in his life!

And the initiator of all this is the man in front of me!

No need to ask anything, no need to say anything.

The blood shadow light wheel behind him said it all.

"You... deserve death!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the cave, echoing endlessly.

Pang Yue said calmly: "Only when you are not trapped by emotions, not confused by your heart, and not stuck in things can you find the great road. Fellow Daoist is here."

"Die!"

Yan Qichang looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, smacked his palm out, and the water filled the sky like an overturning Milky Way, pressing towards Pang Yue.

This palm was made with hatred, and its power was unparalleled, not inferior to Zhou Wuyou of Zhenyang Sect.

The Heaven-shaking Holy Hand is famous, and this is why he is so famous!

As soon as the palm fell, Pang Yue knew that Naihe Qiao would definitely not be able to resist it.

Even if you escape into the endless void, you will be smashed out by Peiran Moyu's huge power of water and light.

He took a deep breath and pushed out with one palm.

A huge flame handprint emerged.

boom!

The water light came into contact with the handprints, causing a shocking explosion.

The water was like a tide, and it rolled up suddenly, extinguishing the palm prints.

But the watery light was also burned away by the cold and quiet firelight on the palm print.

Yan Qichang's body was surrounded by rays of light, wildly devouring the rich spiritual energy in the cave, and continuously transforming it into pure and vast mana.

He was furious and slapped Pang Yue dozens of times in one go.

I saw countless handprints mixed with the water in the sky, pressing down overwhelmingly, leaving Pang Yue with almost no room to turn.

Pang Yue looked indifferent and still pushed out with one palm.

Great Hand Print of the Flame Demon.

It's just that this handprint changed seven times in an instant, and with a flick of his fingers, waves of demonic power that shattered the sky and shattered the earth were struck into the water.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Every time the Great Hand Print of the Flame Demon clicks, it is at the weak point where Yan Qichang's magic power changes!

It's so miraculous, so wonderful!

It wasn't over yet, after the Great Hand Print of the Flame Demon forced away the palm shadows all over the sky, he still clasped his fingers into a seal, and slashed Yan Qichang's face with a magical force as sharp as a blade!

Yan Qichang couldn't help his brows twitching. The glow around him was flying, and his body was shaking. He hurriedly avoided the sharp edge of the magic power, and then defeated it with a backhand shot.

The Great Hand Print of the Flame Demon was born out of the Heavenly Demon handprint, which contains endless changes and is so powerful that it is not inferior to the Flame Talisman Sword Sutra.

Yan Qichang's expression was cold, his magic power was changing, and he was about to use his thunderous method again to kill Pang Yue.

But at this moment, a clear voice sounded from behind the two of them.

(End of chapter)