Vol 3 Chapter 87: Sunrise west

Da Feng Da Geng Ren Jing Cha Feng Yun Chapter 87 Sunrise After the indifferent and unforgiving eyes of the West appeared, Qing Qi then outlined the figure, suddenly a strong wind swept, his robe suddenly stretched, and a Confucian with two sleeves fluttering. The image of the scholar appeared in front of Xu Pingfeng and others.
The Confucian sage and heroic soul come back to the world, and the terrible coercion is overwhelming, like a landslide, like a tsunami, like a sky falling.
Due to the close distance, the three-person animal is equivalent to facing the gaze of the Confucian sage.
Baidi's limbs trembled uncontrollably, as if it had completely degenerated into a beast, hunched over, grinned, and growled like a demonstration in its throat.
Xu Pingfeng and Hei Lian retreated again and again, and they were in the second-tier realm, and they didn't dare to dominate at this moment.
Relying on the majesty of the Vajrayana and the defense of the Fudo Mingwang, the Jialuoshu Bodhisattva, as the most beating-resistant existence in the first-grade realm, resists the impact of the waves like a reef.
The Confucian sage and the heroic soul formed, Jian Zheng's eyebrows split open, and blood flowed long.
The physical body began to slide into the abyss of collapse, which is a price that must be paid.
He stepped forward and handed out the carving knife in his hand. The first to stab was the Jialuoshu Bodhisattva.
The Confucian sage and heroic soul behind him made synchronized movements, as if they were the most solid backing for the supervision. .
The Garo Tree Bodhisattva stood still, his robes inspired vigorously, his muscles swelled, and the thick blue veins under his skin were highlighted.
Although he didn't move, the Vajra Phrases behind him stepped forward and stood in front of the Jialuoshu Bodhisattva.
The knife stabbed without rushing, as if not afraid of the enemy's escape.
The twelve pairs of arms of the Vajra Buddha were closed forward, and the twenty-four palms made a clasping motion, sandwiching Jianzheng and the carving knife in the palm of the palm.
Instead of moving the Ming Wang Dhamma, Jieyin sits cross-legged, and behind the Vajra Dhamma, he condenses into a circular air cover, enclosing the Karo Tree Bodhisattva.
Suddenly, the twelve pairs of arms of Vajrayana began to tremble, as if they could not resist the advance of the carving knife.
"boom!"
The ring of fire in the back of the Vajra Buddha's head swelled, creating a dazzling flame.
The trembling twelve pairs of arms stabilized again.
But in the next moment, first the twenty-four giant palms cracked, and then the arms and the body...the Vajra method, which is known for its defense and combat power, collapsed every inch.
The energy spilled from the collapse of the Faxiang raged in all directions, dispelling the sea of ​​clouds below, exposing the vast land.
Jianzheng was holding the carving knife, and still stabbed at the shield raised by King Fudo Ming Faxiang.
Hum!
At the junction of the pale golden gas mask and the carving knife, distorted and chaotic energy was sputtered.
A white light approached Jianzheng silently and attacked from behind.
In Baidi's azure vertical pupils, only wild beast-like madness remained, and there was no more spirituality.
It suppressed its own spirituality, highlighted the madness of the blood of gods and demons rooted in the bones, so as to offset the coercion of the Confucian sage.
Crazy descendants of gods and demons are not afraid.
In addition, although spirituality is suppressed and spells can no longer be used, this does not weaken its combat power. The physique of the descendants of the gods and demons is only stronger than the Wufu, and the ability to fight in close combat is extremely terrifying.
Jianzheng raised his left hand and flicked the Confucian crown, slowly saying:
"Go back five hundred miles."
The white emperor, who opened his fangs and flopped, disappeared abruptly when he was about to touch Jianzheng, as if he had never existed.
This is of course not that Jianzheng has learned the Confucian language and the law, but is using the power of the Confucian crown to use the Confucian magic.
However, without the control of a high-rank monk with the same system, the power of the Confucian crown is limited, and the Baidi rank is extremely high, Jian Zheng cannot use the power of the Confucian crown to directly attack it.
Because that is destined not to threaten Baidi.
However, the characteristic instinct of Confucianism is not attacking, but the words "bells and whistles".
After temporarily kicking Baidi out of the battlefield, the supervisor took another super strong step with the carving knife in his hand.
The gas mask held up by King Fudo Mingfa collapsed exaggeratedly.
This is not that Fudo Mingwang is not strong enough, on the contrary, under the blessing of the Confucian sage and heroic soul, he can persist until now. The Jialuoshu Bodhisattva is known as the super grade, the defense is the strongest, and he deserves it.
In the distance, Xu Pingfeng opened the kit and grabbed a huge artillery. It was nine feet high and its barrel was one foot long. The whole body was cast from profound iron, and the surface was engraved with dense array patterns.
As a second-rank, he couldn't face the coercion of the Confucian sage at close range, but fortunately, the warlock's favorite was ranged attacks.
One after another, the array patterns were bright spots, and the formations inscribed on them began to absorb the spiritual power around them, and the black muzzle condensed a fist-sized group of white light that was constantly collapsing inward.
Using formations to move the power of heaven and earth is the best skill of warlocks.
"boom!"
When it collapses to the extreme, it bursts, and the muzzle ejects a blazing beam of light.
Seeing the beam of light was about to hit the monitor, a clear light-dazzling array suddenly blocked the ballistic front.
The shelling that can severely damage the third-rank martial artist hit the formation, like a clay cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.
In the next second, in the void behind Xu Pingfeng, a beam of white light shot out, engulfing him.
Jian Zheng used the teleportation array to return the shelling to him.
Hum!
The void on Jian Zheng's side trembled, and another beam of light shot out, trying to blur his face.
Xu Pingfeng was not engulfed by the beam of light that struck behind him. He reproduced the methods of supervision, and also treated the superintendent with his own methods.
In this way, the white light continuously appeared, disappeared, appeared, and disappeared between the master and the apprentice.
Until Jianzheng transmitted it to the Dao Master Hei Lian in the distance, Hei Lian, who had no premonition of Wu Fu's crisis, was caught off guard, and could only show the immortal Yang Shen who had come out of the Dao Sect, tearing the shelling to pieces.
At this time, Fudo Ming Wang's Faxiang finally couldn't hold it, the Confucian Sage carved knife pierced the gas mask, and in the energy storm of Fudo Ming Wang's Faxiang disintegrating, the carving knife was spotted on the forehead of Jialuoshu Bodhisattva.
Green light flashed.
puff! The head of the Garo Tree Bodhisattva exploded, spattering of bones and flesh and blood.
His eight-foot-tall body slackened in an instant, and he leaned back weakly, and fell straight toward the boundless earth.
At the same time, Jian Zheng's chest exploded with bleeding mist, and the power of Confucian Sage was destroying his body.
Jian Zheng did not worry about the state of his body, nor did he attack Xu Pingfeng and Hei Lian, but turned around and stabbed a carving knife.
A white shadow passed by him.
Bai Ying turned into a white emperor, rolling in embarrassment, like a wild dog kicked flying, and blood was spilled in the process.
Xu Pingfeng raised his hand and held up Bai Di in a circular formation, removing the impact from it.
"Woo, woo..."
Baidi's blue fierce eyes were full of madness, and a deep wound was cut into its abdomen, almost torn apart, and its large intestine was hanging down.
But it had a heart bite in its mouth, a heart that was supervised.
Baidi tilted his head slightly without chewing, and swallowed his heart into his abdomen. After a few seconds, the madness in his fierce eyes receded, his spirituality grew, and his sanity was restored.
Baidi's expression was visibly stunned, as if he didn't expect that he would regain his sanity in advance.
After pondering for a while, he understood something, and his eyes were full of greed looking at Jianzheng.
Jian Zheng slowly lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his chest, where his heart was missing.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him... Black lotus' eyes shot a fierce light, and the Yang God immediately split into quarters. The appearance of the four Yang Gods was different.
One was as dark as ink, and its hair was like dancing waterweeds, surrounded by the light gauze mist formed by the power of water spirit; the whole body was red, the eyebrows were engraved with flame marks, and the hair was burning flame.
One seems to be composed of air currents, not very stable, sometimes tilted, sometimes elongated, and will turn into a gust of wind at any time.
One is covered with stone armor, has a burly physique, rippling circles of earthy yellow ripples.
Dao Sect's four principles of "earth, wind, water and fire".
These four principles are cultivated during the second stage of the tribulation period. After the second stage of Great Perfection, the four faculties merge into one, and then the heavenly tribulation is ushered.
After surviving the catastrophe, the physical form and the physical body are perfectly matched, and the land immortal personality can be achieved.
Hei Lian was supposed to have achieved the Second Stage of Great Perfection a long time ago, but Jin Lian left his body, making him a "crippled body", not only hopeless to overcome the catastrophe, but even his combat power dropped by a level.
The four great dharma signs have no wisdom, and they are all manipulated by the black lotus. They can be regarded as puppets ~EbookFREE.me~ and are not afraid of the coercion of Confucian sages.
Jian Zheng hung in the storage bag around his waist, and took the initiative to fly out a porcelain bottle, the cork popped open, and a yellow pill flew into the mouth.
In an instant, his chest squirmed and his heart regenerated.
Although the warlock does not have the self-healing ability of the warrior, the warlock can carry the pill of life and death with him.
Waiting for the moment... Hei Lian silently recalled the Dharma and chose to wait and see.
"You really are the gatekeeper!"
Baidi laughed, the wound on its abdomen could not heal, and the power of the carving knife eroded its vitality.
On the other hand, Jianzheng, after taking the pill, he breathed a sigh of relief as a dying person, and briefly returned to the peak.
"Don't move!"
Jianzheng raised his hand and flicked the Confucian crown.
This time, the phantom of Confucian Sage also made the same action.
Baidi sank and froze in place.
Jian Zheng took a step forward and unpretentiously stabbed the Confucianist carving knife, just like he had dealt with the Jialuo tree just now.
Zizzi, the horn on top of Baidi's head, a beating electric arc, and a condensed black light group.
Lightning and water spirits meet between the horns, condensing into a pitch-black inner core, and the outer layer is wrapped in electric light energy clusters.
The moment Confucian Sage's carving knife stabbed, Bai Di tried his best to restore control of part of the body, his head raised, and his horns greeted the carving knife.
The blazing light exploded, and the thick electric snakes danced like whips.
The power of the water spirit is like a dam bursting a bank, rushing in all directions.
The Confucian sage carved knives step by step, breaking through the impact of two energy storms, and piercing the head of the Emperor Bai.
"Roar……"
It let out a stern roar.
Even if they are descendants of gods and demons, they cannot resist the Confucian sage and heroic soul.
Seeing that Baidi was about to follow in the footsteps of the Jialuoshu, a scorching sun suddenly rose in the west.
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