There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

What's going on?

Although he was confused and even a little dazed because of surprise, the battle-hardened Soseki Zhenjun did not stop his actions.

The moment the figure flashed, he threw a thought over.

With a wave of his right hand, an arc of Xuanyue light slashed towards Nie Wushuang.

This is a sword technique, Xuanyue Slash, but after becoming a Zhenjun, the sword technique has become a magical power, based on Gangqi, indestructible, and more agile, it can move with the Zhenjun's mind, no longer straight back and forth.

Therefore, it is an arc of light.

On the way, it appeared and disappeared, east and west, and there was no trajectory to speak of. Even if Nie Wushuang wanted to escape, there was no way. To fight against this kind of magical power, he had to fight hard.

At the same time, the phantom of Soseki Zhenjun behind him was shattered.

The boulder flashed and disappeared, and in a flash, this Dharma image appeared above him, and violently hit Nie Wushuang with Xuanyue Slash.

There was no problem with Master Shushi's response.

However, it was still a little slow.

Nie Wushuang, who was originally locked by the divine thought, suddenly became ethereal and disappeared without a trace. Whether it was Xuan Yue Zhan or the giant stone Dharma, they lost their attack targets.

Come again?

Master Shushi had to use his old tricks again.

Thoughts spread out one by one, forming an airtight net. In this way, if someone appeared, they would definitely not be able to hide from the perception of thoughts.

Indeed, he sensed the generation of will.

Just like before.

But...

This time, the will did not appear more than ten feet away, but right in front of him, and like a burst of flames, it was magnificent and domineering, with the most yang and strong power, like a sun falling from the sky...

This will destroyed the net woven by thoughts, burning thoughts one by one, and it seemed that a sea of ​​fire had arisen in Master Shushi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Thoughts were screaming!

Thoughts were wailing!

His own soul was also shaken!

Powerful!

Horrible!

Unable to resist!

No!

The vitality of life surged and disappeared like a wave. Master Soseki injected his will into his body, and the internal Qi in his body was running at full speed. His thoughts also started running in the sea of ​​fire, as if an old ox was pulling a broken cart but carrying a thousand pounds of weight, so slowly, so painfully...

The blue-black giant rock suddenly flashed and blocked Master Soseki.

The fist came through the void and landed on the giant rock Dharma image, so it did not directly hit Master Soseki's body.

The will poured in like a crushing force!

The energy exploded completely, as if the universe had just opened!

The giant rock Dharma image created by the rule power of the hatchet was no longer in its prime. It was an impossible task for it to block this punch abruptly. It was completely shattered under the impact of energy...

It turned into a shadow and dissipated bit by bit.

In the dissipating shadow, Nie Wushuang appeared.

His expression was indifferent and cold, and he slowly put away his fist.

Taiyi!

This time, it was Nie Wushuang's real body that punched. Compared with the Dharma-image clone, the real body's power was purer.

The Dharma-image was shattered!

Soseki Zhenjun retreated quickly, spitting out blood.

His face turned pale in an instant, and wrinkles covered his face like hills and valleys. He looked several decades older in an instant. Death was all over him, and his vitality was exhausted, giving people a feeling that he had reached the end of his life.

It's over!

The Dharma-image was shattered!

It would be difficult for him to own his spiritual light!

In this way, the vitality that could support his body was almost gone. At this time, even if there were good things in the ruins of the ancient sect, they would be useless to him. In other words, he was dead!

The above was Soseki Zhenjun's true thoughts.

In this case...

Soseki Zhenjun had a bitter smile on his lips, and his eyes staring at Nie Wushuang became desperate and vicious.

Nie Wushuang understood this look in an instant.

He just wanted to die with him.

He did not continue to move forward, but retreated quickly. At the same time, an identical Nie Wushuang appeared behind Soseki Zhenjun.

This one held the hatchet high.

The hatchet fell!

"Ah!"

A knife mark appeared on Soseki Zhenjun's forehead, along the bridge of his nose and lips, cutting the entire robe, revealing his chest and abdomen, and a red mark looming. At the same time, he let out a piercing scream.

This time, there was no Dharma phase to transfer the damage.

Soseki Zhenjun endured the full force of the hatchet and was injured by the power of rules. The reason why he was not completely finished was nothing more than that the Dharma phase Zhenjun had an amazing foundation and a relatively thick blood volume, and one knife could not completely kill him.

Without caring about dealing with Nie Wushuang's original body in front of him, Soseki Zhenjun turned around.

Nie Wushuang's Dharma phase clone was slowly raising the hatchet. The disadvantage of this Dharma phase clone was actually very obvious, that is, the interval after a knife was a bit long, the hatchet needed to be charged, and the Dharma phase as a carrier also needed to be charged.

Soseki shook and threw out a bell.

"Ding ding dang dang..."

The bell rang and echoed in the valley.

Although the main body was standing a little far away, the sound of the bell clearly broke into the sea of ​​consciousness, shaking the thoughts, and a gloomy and mysterious aura came over, polluting the divine mind. However, when this aura spread towards the soul, it was dispelled by the aura emitted by the rotating sun above the head, and no longer posed a threat.

Amid the sound of the bell, Nie Wushuang's Dharma clone raised the hatchet more slowly, and his body was like being stuck in a slow motion, with the speed slowed down by at least ten times.

Then, the bell hit the Dharma clone.

This time, Nie Wushuang failed to make the Dharma clone virtual, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't, because his main body was attacked at the same time.

Although he resolved the attack, he had no time to control the Dharma clone with his mind.

The Dharma clone was hit by the bell, and it stood there motionless as if it was hit by a fixed body spell.

"Die!"

A roar.

Blood spurted out, and even some internal organs were ejected.

At the same time, Soshi Zhenjun stumbled and rushed towards the Dharma clone. Even now, he still couldn't tell the main body from the clone.

However, the Nie Wushuang in front of him had been locked by the magic weapon and couldn't dodge, so he was easier to deal with. If he wanted to drag someone down with him, he would be more reliable.

However, at this time, Nie Wushuang's body had already withstood the attack of the bell magic weapon, and his mind was able to return to normal.

With a thought.

The Dharma clone locked by the bell was free from the law of cause and effect.

Void!

The figure instantly became ethereal!

Sou Shi Zhenjun also missed.

"No!"

He roared angrily.

The red marks on his body cracked, like the rift valley on the ground after an earthquake.

At the same time, another Dharma clone of Nie Wushuang flashed beside him, with a three-legged golden crow circling and flying, its tail feathers swaying, and light and flames flashing.

With a crow cry, the divine fire spurted out.

Sou Shi Zhenjun was immediately trapped in the sea of ​​fire and turned into a fire man.

In the sea of ​​fire, a point of spiritual light flew out, like a meteor escaping into the void, and disappeared in an instant.

The flame continued to burn, gradually turning into nothingness.