Estranged

Yun Weisi made a move.

As soon as he drew his sword formula, the Chunchao sword was divided into three parts, and it can be swept towards Zhou!

The light of the sword is like a rainbow, its momentum is like lightning, like an arrow leaving the string, no one can stop it.

He didn't want to kill Zhou Ke, but wanted to cut off the chains that bound Zhou Ke.

However, Jian Guang stopped hovering when he was about three feet away from Zhou!

A moment later, the sword light was swallowed by an invisible barrier, only the body of the Chunchao sword, because Yun Weisi saw the opportunity early, withdrew it in time and returned it to his hand.

At the same time, Yun Weisi and Chang Ming, front, back, left, and right, were all oppressed by the Eight Paths of Coercion, the golden light was dazzling and compelling.

Chang Ming looked around, only to see the eight coercions gradually taking shape, turning into the appearance of Chunchi.

It's just that these eight "Chunchi" are all translucent, and if there is nothing, it seems that they will disappear at any time.

Chang Ming was a little shocked, and then covered it up.

"Taoism has always had a saying that Qi transforms into three cleanses. Many people spend their entire lives refining into a god-turning avatar. I didn't expect that Chunchi Buddha's head has reached the realm of countless incarnations. It is really extraordinary. !"

His face was calm, but his heart sank a little bit.

If they want to win today, it may be even more difficult. They thought that together with the ghost king, they would be able to poke a hole in Wanlian Buddha's land, but it seems that the Wanlian Buddha's land is hidden deeper than they imagined.

Chun Chi's cultivation was at least not inferior to that of Grand Master.

There are thousands of ghosts haunting the city outside, and there are traps everywhere inside, and there are thousands of incarnations. The land of Wanlian Buddha can lure them here, so it must have been fully prepared.

While thinking about it, the eight incarnations had already shot at the same time, and the Buddha's seal turned into golden light, which was released at the same time as the Buddha's voice in Chunchi's mouth.

"Om!"

When the first syllable was uttered, layers of pagodas descended from the sky with golden light, and the gold and silver threads were colorful and brilliant, and they smashed heavily on the top of Chang Ming's head, imprisoning him and making him unable to move.

Looking closely at the surroundings of the stupa, it is exactly the word "Om" in the six-character scriptures, stacked on top of each other, and slowly rotating. If there were tens of thousands of chains added to his body, it would make him unable to breathe, almost suffocating.

He opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't make a sound. Even if he was silently reciting the sword formula in his heart, it was as if he was deeply locked by an invisible force, trapping his consciousness impenetrably.

The pagoda began to shrink, and the golden light seemed to have substance, strangled the body bit by bit, blood even began to ooze from under the clothes.

Chang Ming's expression was very calm, as if he was suffering and had nothing to do with him.

The golden light became tighter and tighter, even the shape of the flesh under the clothes. Chun Chi's avatar moved his expression, tapped his finger slightly, and a lotus flower fell to the top of the stupa, and the golden light exploded!

The trapped body also disintegrated, smashed to pieces!

No, I didn't feel the death of Jiufang Changming. Could it be that he has also cultivated into an incarnation?

As soon as he thought about it, he found that there was someone behind him.

It's Chang Ming!

Sword light, overwhelming sword light.

Carrying the purple energy soaring to the sky, swinging the strange evils of heaven and earth.

The brilliance of the pagoda was suppressed for a moment, and as soon as the Sifei sword came out, there was no way for Siye to compete with it.

"Not an avatar."

Seemingly seeing the doubts of Chun Chi's incarnation, Chang Ming took the initiative to solve his doubts.

"I don't have the opportunity of Chun Chi's first deity, and I can't cultivate thousands of incarnations, but the art of controlling objects and transforming gods has reached the state of perfection, and it's easy to come by. Why don't you come and see today, is your avatar stronger, or my puppet? The technique is strong?"

"So, very good."

As soon as the words fell, Chunchi's avatar turned into one, hanging in the air, his eyes slightly closed, and he made extremely complicated handprints with both hands. The palms turned over like flowers blooming and falling, and lotus petals bloomed accordingly. The Buddha's light is holy and inviolable.

What this extremely bright and beautiful golden lotus brings to Changming is endless coercion. The lotus grows bigger and bigger, like the pagoda rising slowly, hovering above Changming's head, sprinkled with golden brilliance. Go, Changming's whole body seems to be bathed in the light of Buddha.

The person who recites the scriptures is peaceful and peaceful, and the person who listens to the recitation has no desires or desires. From the perspective of onlookers, this is exactly the image of devoutly listening to the scriptures and believing in the Buddha in the Buddhist scriptures. The dark tide under the water surface is raging, and the collision of a little reef and eddy may drag people into a place of eternal doom.

The coercion of the lotus turned into a boundless illusion, trapping Changming's body and mind as well as his spiritual consciousness layer by layer, which is better than the pagoda just now. If the pagoda is just an appetizer before the main meal, then the hard dishes really start at this moment .

Changming only felt that he was in the realm of a fairy Buddha, with golden lotus blooming all over his body, radiant and colorful, Buddha flags fluttering, scriptures flowed silently in the void, all things could not be seen, and the form was empty, and the person in the center was the Buddhist master The Buddha of Xutianzang looks like Chunchi upon closer inspection. His eyes are closed, and the thumb and **** of his right hand are pinched together to touch the palm of his left hand. The five fingers of his left hand are stacked one by one, half enclosing them. right hand.

This is a very secret and complicated method in Buddhism. It is said that those who practice this method can obtain a golden body that is indestructible, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and all evil and heretics can't get in through the door, and their hearts are like glass. , Clear inside and outside, already in the realm of Dzogchen, those who see it, only bow their heads to be taught, and worship with body and mind, can they be forgiven by the Buddha and turn their heads back to the shore.

It is under this method that the second word of the six-character mantra has already been spoken.

"Well!"

In just one word, the Buddha's voice urges him to subdue, like a lion's roar, and all beasts are terrified by it.

Under the trembling of the lotus, the petals fell one by one and hit Chang Ming's head, like a mountain collapsing, it was unstoppable.

The spiritual power barrier around Chang Ming's body cracked inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the petals pressed down further, and they were about to hit his body.

The petals, which are as light as a feather, are actually heavier than rocks, and can kill people in an instant.

At this time, Chang Ming raised his hand and made a movement.

He flicked the top of his head lightly like a fallen leaf.

Four or two strokes.

The petals were all blown away and floated in the direction of Chunchi.

Zhou Tian's scenery, from the warm spring flowers blooming just now, also turned into a world of ice and snow with his brush.

A strong wind was blowing, carrying snowflakes and rolling towards the two of them.

One received and one released, turning from defense to offense, the two have formally fought twice.

Both times, Chunchi made the first move. Once Chang Ming used the puppet transformation technique to resolve it, and the other time Chang Ming overlapped it with a new illusion, which in turn put Chun Chi into a test.

Chunchi was not surprised.

If the person in front of him can be easily defeated by him, then he is not worthy of being called Jiufang Changming.

Because the four characters Jiufang Changming used to represent the most powerful existence in the world.

The other party has outstanding knowledge, has learned a lot about the sect, and has also gone deep into the Buddhist sect in order to study the methods of Buddhist cultivation. Although such actions are despised by Buddhists, Chunchi has never looked down on Jiufang Changming like Jiang Li, the suzerain of Wanjian Xianzong.

In his opinion, Jiufang Changming is an extremely difficult opponent. Decades ago, the opponent relied on his own strength to defeat the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation. Fate, the current Jiufang Changming may be slightly inferior to the one he was decades ago, but since this person has survived a narrow escape, he may not be able to break through the barrier and rise to a higher level in time.

He felt that he might be able to pass today's battle, and also comprehend the mystery that has not been solved for a long time.

The bone-piercing wind and snow blew Chun Chi's monk robes into pieces. He remained motionless, closed his eyes and meditated, and soon his whole body glowed with golden light.

The golden light spread like ripples, accompanied by the sound of the wooden fish, every time there was a sound, the wind and snow became weaker, until the ninth time, the heavy snow covering the sky had stopped, only the wind was still whistling, but it also gradually slowed down, and the clouds were gradually disappearing. The golden light illuminates the sky, the sun is about to come out, the wind and snow are about to subside, Chang Ming smiles slightly and flicks his long sleeves.

"Sword!"

"Woolen cloth!"

Almost at the same time, two edicts were issued!

Sifeijian's sword light was dazzling, and the sky above the two of them also cleared away with the dark clouds.

There is no sunlight behind the clouds, but thousands of Buddha lights, just blocked by the Sifei sword, and the two powerful spiritual forces are facing each other, neither of them is willing to give up half an inch.

The stronger the Buddha's light, the stronger the sword's light.

The wilderness is full of clouds, lonely and long winds, condensed and gathered, and the wind and clouds meet endlessly. In an instant, the true energy of the world is black and white, and the good and the evil are compatible, showing signs of being torn and blended.

The only time to break through the barrier of eternal light in nine directions is at this moment!

"Bah!"

"mum!"

"Hum!"

Chunchi actually recited the last three notes of the mantra one after another, one note stronger than the other, and with all his strength, he seemed to be taking advantage of the situation to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.

…

As the voice of the Buddha grew louder, Zhou Ke, who was bound in iron chains, tried his best to endure, but his face still showed pain.

Bloodstains began to appear all over his body, like a knife incision, one by one, lingering on his body.

These bloodstains not only fell on the flesh, but also whipped into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. Zhou Ke's spiritual power has been tortured and weakened to the very last. Now, each of these invisible knives is engraved on God The wound on his consciousness made him extremely painful, and he wished he could die immediately instead of enduring endless pain.

But deep down in his heart, there was still a heart that held him back, preventing him from dying just like that.

The dignified master, the master of the blood sect, and that person's apprentice must not die in such a humiliating manner.

Otherwise, when people mention him and Jiufang Changming in the future, they will only sigh lightly——

Oh, Zhou Ke, the lord of the Seeing Blood Sect didn't die in the hands of the Buddhist sect in the end, which just shows that no matter how hard the demon cultivator cultivates, he can't get out of the palm of the Buddhist cultivator.

He is not reconciled!

Who said that magic cultivation is inferior to others, even if it is just to prove to that person, let him know that his path is not wrong...

He did not go wrong!

Blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.

The scars split from under the skin, twisting and turning, appearing on the bare skin such as the neck and arms, which is shocking and terrifying.

Zhou can open his eyes in a daze, as if he saw someone walking towards him and reaching out to him.

Go to sleep, as long as you fall asleep, you can forget everything and solve the problem.

No more pain, no more entanglements.

In the dream, you are still the suzerain of the first school of magic cultivation, overlooking all living beings, doing whatever you want.

Zhou can breathe, struggling between charm and truth.

He blinked with difficulty, and in his sweaty and **** eyes, he seemed to see Chang Ming and Chun Chi fighting with all their might, Chang Ming even distracted himself and glanced at him.

Zhou Ke reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, thinking that he might be hallucinating.

Tell that person not to come over, how could he still come to die.

I am his most hated apprentice.

…

Sifeijian is even better.

With just one breath, Chang Ming can end the duel with Chun Chi.

But he has to face more difficult choices.

Yun Weisi met the Sixteen Vajras of Wanlian Buddha, and the other party trapped him with a vajra lotus array, plus Chunchi's other four incarnations, entangled with each other until Changming decided the winner, Chunchi Chi was forced to restrain his avatar and concentrate all his efforts on dealing with Yun Weisi. Even the Sixteen Vajras used a sure-fire move to suppress him. The right time, place and people were in harmony with each other. Under heavy restrictions, no matter how powerful Yun Weisi was, he gradually became unable to catch him.

At this moment, Chang Ming needs to make a choice.

Is it okay to save Zhou first, or rush to rescue Yun Weisi?