Xuanjian Immortal Clan

The doubts in Li Ximing's heart did not come out of thin air. He didn't know the power of Fu Xia at first, and suppressed this person with "Huangyuan Pass". Now that he was escaped from Fu Xia, and he knew that he was pitying the Dharmakaya, his doubts became even stronger.

"Although my "Huangyuan Pass" is powerful in suppressing it, it has advantages and disadvantages. Since he has compassion for the Dharmakaya, wouldn't it be nice to destroy my Mingguan with one punch?"

Lianmin Dharmakaya is not something that can be compared to the foundation building. This punch hit the immortal body firmly. Even if Li Ximing did not die immediately, he would at least vomit blood. His strength was reduced to 70%, and there was no way to fight again. force.

"He is full of resentment towards me. My ancestor even killed the [Four Angry-Eye Demon Emperors] that he had in mind. This way of conquering demons is so ferocious, how can he have any good intentions?"

"Even if he didn't have the intention to kill and was intimidated by Jiangnan Zifu, he didn't dare to kill. But if he knocked me aside with one punch, wouldn't it mean that the rest of him would take the initiative and run away? It's not an act of pity!"

There had just been a series of battles between rabbits and falcons, and few people had as sharp a mind as Li Xijun, but Li Ximing got a chance to breathe, and after thinking about this, he was already sure of the doubts in his heart.

Li Ximing said this, and Kong Heng nodded in agreement:

"It doesn't matter, I'll try him again."

He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and kept chanting incantations. Five-colored lights appeared in his hands. Colorful rain fell from the sky again, and lotus flowers bloomed in the lake, filled with fragrance.

"You're still stubbornly resisting!"

Fu Xia saw it in his eyes, scolded him, and was secretly happy. He just turned the tiger into clothes again and put it on, letting the colorful rain fall on his body, causing bursts of five-color brilliance to ripple on his golden skin.

‘It’s actually another authentic confinement method. His background is really good! ’

The power of confinement is strong, and Fu Xia does not hide or evade. After all, Fu Xia is also a famous sect. His edict has little impact on Kong Heng, and Kong Heng's spells also have limited impact on him.

What's more, I pity the Dharmakaya!

Seeing that the fu box was imprisoned by the colorful light, but still looking at himself, Kong Heng was surrounded by golden ropes. The six-armed Vajra let go of his hand, and the six arms were folded in front of his chest to support him. The five-color radiance in his hands continued, solemnly and solemnly. .

There was a colorful light on the lake. Li Ximing did not look at Kong Heng, but stared at the box. The old monk remained motionless in the colorful rain. Li Ximing gathered the skylight in his hands and thought to himself:

"Old Bald Donkey seems to have never used spells at all! It's just this Dharmakaya."

Seeing that the box was still motionless, he formed a seal with his hands and shouted:

"[Five Waters Royal Gan]!"

After the sound was finished, Qingdu Mountain's grand formation began to move impressively. Countless gray mist surged up from the water, covering the sky and the sun. Countless water snakes jumped out from it, agile and cunning. They held high all kinds of magic weapons condensed by the lake water in their hands, fearless and fearless. He threw himself desperately at the monk.

It is the [Five Waters Royal Gan Formation] on Qingdu Mountain!

Once this foundation-building formation was in operation, it was very bluffing, but Fu Xia didn't even look at it, he raised his eyebrows and said:

"Mosquito-like tactics!"

Sure enough, although the gray mist rolled in, it had no impact at all. The water hyenas in it were unable to hide under the brilliance of his body. Before they could get close to him, they were covered by the buildings made of golden paint. The light and shadow blew into a piece of white air.

This formation is Liu Changdie's favorite work. [Chenmeng] and [Huliu] are originally designed for Qi training, so naturally they are of no use to his Lianmin method. Li Ximing was not discouraged and looked at it coldly. The technique in his hand suddenly changed.

"[Not floating]!"

He put his two fingers together, and as soon as the magic formula was released, a white light appeared under his feet. Kong Heng and Li Ximing had no effect, but Fu Xia paused for a moment and narrowed his eyes.

"Go!"

Almost at the same time, the white bricks of Mingguan were piled up, the turrets were all bright, and the Tianmen was dazzling with light, which boomed down in the air. The dazzling light made the surrounding monks close their eyes and cover their faces with their sleeves.

"Master Kong Heng!"

Fu Xia only paused for this moment. Li Ximing didn't hesitate for a moment, and when it fell into his eyes, the "Huangyuan Pass" immediately activated with all his strength. The sky light appeared in his eyes again. His cuffs shook off and a small flag flew out.

This small flag is no more than the size of a palm, with a red-yellow color and brilliant golden lines. It has a vivid red bird painted on it, with five overlapping red lights on its body, and its beak is wide open, like a flame spewing out.

Dongli clan’s magical weapon——[Yangli Red Bird Flag]!

This magical weapon showed off its evil for the first time. Five rays of red light flew out from it, each as big as a palm, with a red glow, surrounding the patterned door legs of Huangyuan Pass. They stirred at the same time and spewed out five kinds of flames.

"Heaven's style is vertical and horizontal, and Yang is away from the punishment fire!"

These five kinds of flames were brown, light yellow, goose yellow, bright red, and vermilion respectively. They pressed down menacingly, and the flames shot up into the sky. Immediately, fire clouds of various colors condensed over the lake.

The clouds were red or yellow, the red light was bright, and the vitality was gathered. The glow in Kong Heng's hand continued to imprison this person. The six-armed Vajra behind him reached out at the same time, but did not release the previous golden rope.

"The magical weapon of the Dongli Sect is here. The Li Fire is blazing. I'm afraid that if my golden rope goes deep into it, it will be roasted by it for a long time!"

His mind was quick, and he held his six arms together at the Mingguan Pass.

"Boom!"

The flames were blazing, but Li Ximing could notice that his face was getting more and more ugly as he closed the box. The young man sneered, gritted his teeth and said:

"As expected! I knew there was something wrong with you!"

Ever since Fu Xia took action in front of Qingdu Mountain, not only had he not cast any spells, he even relied on magical weapons to transform himself into a horned tiger. He obviously had the strength to subdue two people with two punches, but he was dragging his feet and would not move even if he could. .

Although Li Ximing does not know how to interpret the law, he has been seeking the way of the Zifu for many years. He is quite accomplished in magic arts and has long been suspicious.

The most precious and special thing about our [Five Waters Imperial Formation] is this [Unfloating] formation. It is made of weak water objects that Yang Xiaoer took to construct the formation. It is extremely precious:

"And this [non-floating] is precious here. It is best at consuming other people's mana and affecting the wind!"

"The problem is mana!"

Combined with the previous actions of Fu Xia, Li Ximing reacted almost immediately:

"This person's cultivation level has fallen to the level of a mage. Although he has a pitiful body, he has lost all his magic! In this way, Zhao Shi gathers people to practice and has nothing of his own. In all likelihood, even his magic power will be greatly affected. Without magical powers, how difficult it is to drive this compassionate body!"

This kind of existence is no stranger. Think back when Li Xuanfeng borrowed Shen Youjin's position to hold the gold, but he used up two immortal foundations in his body as firewood, so that he could fight! How can Fu Xia be any better? !

When Li Ximing said this, Kong Heng reacted immediately:

"I underestimated the impact of the death of the [Four Angry-eyed Demon Emperors] on them!"

"This is the Dharma body that Fu Xia cultivated by himself! He has fallen from the position of compassion. He has rich experience and profound Taoism. If not for this, he would have been unable to move!"

Kong Heng was not stupid, he was just constrained by rules. He could not make assumptions about others, but now he figured it out and suddenly realized:

"Is it just for the purpose of asceticism that he used to make a boat on dead wood? I'm afraid not! How heavy is the pitiful body? It was because he was afraid that the magic power in his body was not enough and refused to fly, so he came here on dead wood. At least he had something to rely on and could save money. A lot of mana!”

In the end, Kong Heng had a pure heart, and up to this moment he still refused to guess that Fu Xia had deceived him from beginning to end, and only regarded him as "not just for asceticism."

But after guessing like this, the two of them immediately understood that Fu Xia was chirping, it was an escape method, and he was transforming into a tiger in his clothes. I am afraid that many elements were bluffing, and they were greatly relieved.

"Boom!"

Fu Xia struggled to stretch his waist, struggled up, and made a violent roar. Mingguan suddenly shook. Li Ximing was not polite at all, and grabbed the painful foot. Take out the vial.

"Xuanwen Bottle!"

The light from the sky bursts out from the [Xuanwen Bottle], superimposing it on the 'Huangyuan Pass'. If [Guiyang] hadn't been a defensive weapon, Li Ximing would have wanted to throw all the white discs on it.

"It's a pity that [Chongming Cave Xuanping] is in Zhou Wei's hands, otherwise we would have been a little more sure."

At present, the Huangyuan Pass is pressing like a mountain, and it is gradually stabilizing. The five kinds of Lihuo are burning. The mana in Li Ximing's body has dropped sharply. The Fu Box has gradually become unshakable. He knows in his heart that his mana is weak, and the shortcomings of his body's difficulty in driving have been seen.

The old monk sighed, shook his head and said:

"In case I am not as good as you in the Purple Gold Demonic Way in terms of scheming, I originally wanted to hide it from others, but I am not used to pretending, and you really recognized me."

Li Xi ignored the old bald donkey for a moment, only took the elixir and used all his strength. All his magic power turned into skylight and poured into Mingguan.

The Fu box is holding the raging fire, and he performs the same technique again, pinching his five fingers into the shape of a lotus, fluttering his cheeks, and spitting out a puff of powdery breath.

Kong Heng had been staring at him for a long time. How could he let him escape again? He shouted suddenly and shouted out several golden lights with a "ha" sound. They burrowed under the Huangyuan Pass like stars. He tightened his hands and scattered all the light. Tianhuaguang, violently grasping.

Just two crisp "ding-dong" sounds were heard, and two points of golden light hit the front of the Fu box, like wind and residual clouds, completely dissolving the powder in the mouth.

Fu Xia made a hand seal with his hands, his expression remained unchanged, but he no longer recited the incantation.

If the [Four Demons with Angry Eyes] had never fallen, not to mention magical powers, in terms of spell casting alone, a hundred Kongheng tied up would not be enough to defeat him with one spell. Now Fu Xia had to admit that he was powerless.

[Four Demon Emperor Temple with Angry Eyes] died, and the Wrath Alliance suffered heavy losses. The small temple was not orthodox at first, and there were many magic spells to rely on. In a big temple like his, the most powerful magic spells had always been linked to Maha, so all of them were in vain.

Fu Xia is not a spell that cannot be cast. It can even drive the dharma body to smash Mingguan with one punch. However, the magic power in the body is already struggling to operate. If the spell is cast easily, it may not be enough to return to the north with Kong Heng...

"What's more, the abbot has calculated that he cannot kill Li Ximing...it is even better not to hurt him!"

This situation seemed to be difficult, but the old monk didn't take it seriously. He sat cross-legged in the midst of the surging fire, forming seals on his Dantian with his hands without saying a word.

"But why do I need to cast a spell to get out?"

He sat quietly between Lihuo and Mingguan, letting the five-color Lihuo scorch and temper the skylight. All the brilliance of magic power had converged, sitting motionless in the fire like a golden statue.

After he responded, Li Ximing paused and understood instantly:

"What a cunning old bald ass!"

The two of them saw through Fu Xia's confidence and knew that not only was it difficult for him to cast the spell, but he also did not have the magic power to overturn this clear pass. It was just a bluff, so they calmly suppressed him.

But Fu Xia took advantage of his plan and sat down peacefully.

Without him, the Fuxing Box is to pity the Dharma Body, whether it is Lihuo or the light of the sky, no matter how powerful and magical these things are, they are not even a hair in front of the Dharma Body itself. The Fuxing Box does not need to be overthrown at all, it only needs to reveal the true body. That’s it.

And Li Ximing's magic power is not endless. If it continues to be used up like this, Li Ximing's magic power will always be in vain, and there will always be a moment when it is exhausted.

The lake suddenly became quiet. Li Ximing frowned and gradually weakened the firepower of [Yangli Red Bird Flag]. He did not stop until Mingguan shook slightly and suppressed it silently.

Li Ximing whispered:

"Mage...do you have a solution?"

Kong Heng also saw the situation clearly, sighed softly, and replied:

"At least now I can talk to him on an equal footing. Let me give him some advice."

He walked along the lake, passed through the steaming white air and the strong Lihuo sky light, and arrived in front of "Huangyuan Pass".

Li Ximing was immediately horrified, and quickly stopped him, saying in a deep voice:

"Mage, be careful! Lihuo and Mingguang don't have eyes! You, with all your gold and precious flesh, cannot be in the same place with this guy!"

The place under Huangyuan Pass is already extremely terrifying. The Fu Box is pitiful for the Dharmakaya and of course he is not afraid of it. However, if you enter it by building a normal foundation, you will not be able to hold on for a moment or three!

Kong Heng glanced at him from a distance, laughed softly, and said in return:

"It doesn't matter, Xi Ming, this is my fate. I traveled thousands of miles south to overcome this fate."

Li Ximing stared blankly, while Kong Heng walked in through the flames, and in this way, under the blazing fire and the dazzling skylight, he gradually reached the "Huangyuan Pass".

Fu Xia closed his eyes and fell into deep concentration without saying a word.

Kong Heng said softly:

"Old senior, you had something you didn't say clearly."

Fu Xia knew that he was referring to the dead wood and was somewhat blaming himself, so he said in a deep voice:

"I am a protector, not an idiot. How can I explain everything clearly!"

"I see."

Kong Heng sat cross-legged in front of him with a gentle voice:

"All the seven paths have selfish motives. In today's path, one cannot live with a selfless mind. Kong Heng has known for a long time that all the Mahas who interacted with my master back then also had selfish motives."

His words slandered Maha, which made Fu Xia's eyes widen angrily.

A smile appeared on Kong Heng’s face:

"Back then, all the Mahas visited my Master. At night the Liaohe River filled the sky with five-colored brilliance. I followed behind my Master. All the Mahas tempted me with flowers falling from the sky, wonderful words, golden lotuses and mystical theories. They talked about chaos in the world, and tears from stubborn rocks. I went deep into the boundless and immeasurable heavenly steps to see the essence, but I couldn't get it."

"But all my five senior brothers were lured away."

Kong Heng's words related to secret matters, and also mentioned various Mahas, which caused colorful clouds in the sky and golden lotuses blooming on the lake. He finally made Fu Xia look serious and said in a low voice:

"so what?"

"Abbot Fu Yan is my third senior brother Kong Yan."

Kong Heng's tone was calm and his face was smiling.