Peerless Divine Emperor

The crowd stared at Wu Chong and Yu Lin. The protagonists of this battle should be these two people.

Although the two have not made a move yet, nor released their own aura, from their expressions and words, it can be easily guessed that their strength must be extremely terrifying, so they appear so indifferent and casual. Their pride is engraved in their bones, and there is no need to deliberately show it.

"Master, be careful." Qin Xuan reminded Dou Zhan. These two people must be unparalleled existences under the saint, much stronger than ordinary pseudo-saints. If they are careless, they are likely to be seriously injured.

"I understand." Dou Zhan nodded slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face. The huge ancient Buddha's body was full of fighting spirit, radiating the endless void area. His lips moved, and then a wisp of Sanskrit sound sounded between heaven and earth, shocking people's souls.

"Sound wave attack." In the direction of Xiao Xitian, Wuxin Venerable looked at Dou Zhan, seeming a little surprised. The power he was good at was also the way of sound waves, so he instantly discovered that Dou Zhan was attacking with sound waves.

At this time, Wu Chong glanced at Dou Zhan, with a trace of indifference on his handsome face, and said lightly: "Just now you said that Lin Meng's strength is not good, so let's see how strong I am."

After the voice fell, he raised his hand and pointed at Dou Zhan, seemingly casually, but when this finger was pointed out, a huge picture scroll appeared in the void, and the extremely majestic power of the avenue permeated from it, and the divine light shone in the air. The picture scroll was like a vortex, expanding wildly, trying to wrap everything in it.

A wisp of the avenue of Sanskrit drifted into the picture scroll and disappeared. The light of the avenue flowed on the picture scroll, like a peerless divine weapon, as if it could contain all things in the world and absorb all Taoist attacks.

Qin Xuan's eyes could not help but focus on it. This picture scroll was somewhat similar to the Devouring Crystal, but it was essentially different. He did not feel the devouring power from it. This should be a space-type Yuanhun that can transfer attacks to other voids.

"Go." Wu Chong uttered another word, waved his hand, and the scroll flew towards Douzhan. Douzhan looked extremely solemn, and shadows of ancient Buddhas appeared around him. Countless fist shadows burst out at the same time. The terrifying power directly shattered the space and slammed the scroll fiercely.

Waves of overbearing power poured into the scroll, causing it to tremble violently. Powerful auras of the avenue bloomed from it, and the scroll lit up with dazzling brilliance, like a divine picture, constantly expanding, covering the sky and the sun, and overwhelming the vast area.

The scroll finally calmed down and floated in the void, as if nothing had happened.

Douzhan's pupils shrank suddenly. Such an attack could not shake the opponent?

"Your attack doesn't seem to work either." Wu Chong turned his eyes to Douzhan and said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, obviously responding to Douzhan's previous words.

Everyone looked at Douzhan, but he didn't say anything. He took a step forward and responded to Wu Chong's words with practical actions.

As Douzhan's footsteps fell, a heavy sound came from the space. At the same time, a towering and tall Buddha shadow appeared between heaven and earth, lifelike, especially the eyes, which contained sacred Buddha light, as if they could see through all the falsehoods in the world, making people feel awe at a glance and dare not look at it.

"That is..." The vast crowd looked at the Buddha shadow in the void, and couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.

This Buddha statue seemed familiar.

Then they immediately reacted. After communicating with the Buddha statue of the God of the West, a Buddha shadow would also appear in the sky, which was very similar to the scene in front of them.

As soon as they thought of this, a possibility suddenly came to their minds.

Could it be that the Buddha shadow in front of them was what Douzhan realized from the statue of the God of the World?

If so, his understanding was too terrifying.

Douzhan looked at Wu Chong from a distance, and a strong fighting spirit rose up from his body. He appeared in front of Wu Chong across the void, and a huge Buddhist palm print came out, suppressing everything. This space seemed to have turned into his domain, and was all covered by the power of this palm.

However, Wu Chong's face was still calm and there was no ripple. He thought about it, and the scroll floated in front of him. The palm print came in front of him and was swallowed by the scroll. A terrible breath floated out of the scroll. After a moment, everything returned to calm.

"It's my turn." At this time, Wu Chong spoke, and stretched out his palm in the direction of Douzhan. The scroll was instantly enlarged countless times, covering from the sky, and wrapping Douzhan and the void where he was.

Douzhan looked up at the sky, raised his hands, and released golden swastika palm prints from his palms, all of which contained a strong fighting aura, wanting to destroy everything. However, when the scroll fell, the palm prints were all swallowed by the scroll, and even the aura disappeared.

At this time, a terrifying aura of suppression fell on Douzhan's body. He felt a strong pressure, and the Taoism on his body weakened a lot. It seemed that he was gradually losing control of this space.

His figure flashed and appeared directly in the sky, releasing the avenue attack on the scroll. However, the repressive power flowing on the scroll became more and more terrifying, like a sky, suppressing Douzhan's Taoism.

"Boom..."

The rumbling sound continued to come out, and everyone saw Douzhan's body being pressed down!

After a while, accompanied by a loud noise, the Buddha's shadow in the void disappeared, and only a figure was seen being shaken downward by the terrifying force, flying thousands of meters away. The figure's breath was extremely disordered and looked quite embarrassed.

Qin Xuan, Chu Feng and others were immediately nervous when they saw this, and their eyes showed a trace of worry. The person who was blown away was Dou Zhan.

Dou Zhan, as expected, was still no match for Wu Chong.

At this time, many people in Shura Hell looked a little gloomy. They originally expected a miracle to happen, but now it seems that they are wishful thinking.

Wu Chong seemed to have not fully released his strength, and Dou Zhan was knocked out. It can be seen that the gap between the two is not small.

However, Qu Feng and other people from Cangqiong Pavilion looked calm as usual, as if it should be like this. If Wu Chong could not defeat Dou Zhan, then the reputation of Cangqiong Pavilion would be just a joke.

Yu Lin just glanced at Dou Zhan casually, and obviously he had expected this result a long time ago.

Wu Chong is at the same level as him, how could he not be able to defeat a cultivator from the lower world?

No matter how evil that person is, the result is the same.

"Ahem." Douzhan coughed out a mouthful of blood, his face looked much paler, he looked at Wu Chong and said: "Your Excellency is extraordinary, I am convinced of your defeat."

Everyone looked at Douzhan meaningfully, they didn't expect that he used the will to fight as a means of killing, but his mind was so indifferent, he faced the defeat calmly, as if he didn't take it to heart.

"You have a good mentality, you can go further in the future." Wu Chong also looked at Douzhan and said, he was speaking the truth, Douzhan's strength was not weak, even below the Saint Realm, he was already very strong, it was just because he met him that he suffered this defeat.