The swords and swords in the air were shaking, and the world changed color. There was no idle on the sea under my feet. Maomao took Wangchen and Muyuan and dragged out the whale's big meat sac that had just been dug out. Standing on the whale's back, Maomao directed them to lie on the whale's corpse and carve a complex formation with a knife. Wangchen was very puzzled, and asked while holding the knife to carve the words: "Your formation seems to be Taoist, I thought you would have taken out some ancient witchcraft formation."

"There are some ancient witchcraft formations, but what do I want that thing for?" Maomao was also confused when asked.

Mu Yuan knelt on the whale's back, straightened her waist and gestured with a knife, "Of course, you should kill that big bald man. You also need powerful weapons to deal with powerful big guys."

Maomao asked back angrily: "Who told you that the formation of witchcraft must be powerful? Don't believe in legends. It's not that witchcraft is above Buddhism and Taoism. The reason why witchcraft declines is not unreasonable. Don't use it randomly. In ancient times, human living environment was dangerous, so witchcraft was born. Later, human Taoism became prosperous, and began to read and practice calligraphy, and returned to the king's transformation. The barbaric and reckless witchcraft was naturally gradually eliminated by the times. Compared with it, the art of Buddhism and Taoism has nothing to do with the power, but is more in line with the principles of the operation of the heavenly way. Therefore, you should not have the wrong idea of ​​powerful witchcraft and weak Buddha and Taoism."

"But your formation doesn't look like any powerful technique." Wangchen looked at the formation that had already carved a lot of runes and said, "Your formation is more like... like..."

"What do you think?" Maomao asked intentionally.

Wangchen's strange answer: "It's like a function that echoes something."

"Good answer!" Maomao was happy, "The son is very good at teaching. It is said that Wangchen from Tianji Pavilion is talented. As expected, you are right. Just watch me perform later."

"You old man has been performing." Mu Yuan lowered his head angrily and continued to work with Wangchen.

Looking at the air again, Mo Manyuan endured the pain of the broken ribs, her face remained unchanged, and she still put on the long golden thunder armor again. The dark clouds were rolling in the air, and the storm was about to come. The bald man just glanced at it and asked lightly: "How long can you last?"

After saying that, his body rushed over a shoulder pole and smashed it down. Mo Manyuan raised his sword to block it. Thunder and lightning sparks splashed everywhere, but the bald head not only did not withdraw his hand, but let the lightning hurt himself at will. He kept exerting force to suppress the shoulder pole. Mo Manyuan was slowly suppressed by the force with a surprised expression. The corners of the bald head's mouth were slightly raised, as if he was educating Mo Manyuan and said: "Girl, do you know that Lei Zhenzi's body is different. He is a half-demon body and has a unique talent, so he can withstand thunder and add it. If humans want to practice this trick.

Most of them use other methods. For example, it is reasonable for you to wear Golden Thunder Armor as a martial artist, but have you discovered it? The reason why there are fewer and fewer people practicing Golden Thunder Armor in Kunlun later is not only because the practice is too high, but also because this move has a huge disadvantage. I believe you have already felt it personally, that is, when the master's body is too injured, this technique cannot protect you. The more you go back, it will become a burden to hurt you. How about it? Do you feel that your broken ribs are getting more and more painful?"

The bald head's power had completely suppressed Mo Manyuan. Chu Xunyu was anxious in the clouds. Now the bald head suppressed Mo Manyuan like this. He rashly attacked him and not only could he not be able to escape the siege, but he might not be captured alive by the bald head. He kept thinking about whether there was a better way. And Mo Manyuan's eyes appeared in his eyes, and the real fire was touched. The bald head felt something was wrong. Unfortunately, the two of them were too close. Mo Manyuan suddenly withdrew his force and dodged the falling shoulder pole. Instead, he turned sideways and grabbed the bald head's shoulder from the side with his left hand, pressed the bald head's vest with his right hand, and appeared beside him. The bald head's expression changed drastically. Chu Xunyu hid in the clouds above and also changed his expression. He immediately stepped on the sun-chasing ghost step and ran out as fast as possible.

As soon as this move was made, everyone in the world knew that this was the 30th of the thirty-six styles of Tiangang's thunder - "Seven Stars Filling Anger". Tiangang is the Big Dipper, and the Big Dipper is a Dou Spoon hanging in the sky, while the Spoon is a gathering of water. As the name suggests, the trick is that Kunlun disciples store thunder and lightning in their bodies during daily practice. Over time, they accumulate sand to form a tower. At a critical moment, they pry the handle of the bucket and pour out the lightning accumulated in their lives at one time. The power is determined based on their personal cultivation level. It is possible to imagine how much power the lightning accumulated by great powers like Mo Manyuan can be imagined, so Chu Xunyu quickly rolled and crawled out immediately.

A fire point flashed from the sky, and Mu Yuan and the others were still busy sweating profusely. They saw Chu Xunyu running in a hurry and shouting: "Hurry up and find a place to hide!"

Before they finished speaking, they saw dazzling golden flames blooming in the air, and they could not look directly at them. The figures of the two fighting in the air were instantly swallowed by the fire and pulled into a golden line. The next moment, the overwhelming momentum came over, and the sea water under their feet instantly turned into towering waves and were pushed out. Chu Xunyu and Mu Yuan were wrapped in it, and their bodies were torn helplessly like leaves in the wind, and they grabbed the corpse of the big whale and did not dare to let go. At this time, the deafening explosion sound in the air and the extremely hot thunder fire spread out. Everyone felt that there was a water and land dojo in their minds roaring, and the suona and gongs were beating together, and they were forcibly lifted out.

The sea water at Mo Manyuan and Bald Head formed a huge hole, and you could see the seabed directly. After the explosion, all the sea water gathered back again. With a huge whistling sound, the waves forced Chu Xunyu and the others back. After the vision gradually recovered, everyone rubbed their eyes and saw that the water was falling everywhere in the sky, and the clouds in the sky were blown away for a hundred miles. Mu Yuan spat out a breath of turbid air and patted his forehead and asked, "Have you won?"

Chu Xunyu stabbed his body with a long sword and stabilized his body. Maomao emerged from his arms and asked anxiously with his little head exposed, "Who won? Who won?"

In the air, Mo Manyuan stopped there and covered the wound under her ribs and gasped heavily. The sweat was raining on her forehead, and her fingertips kept trembling. She almost couldn't even catch the Qingyue sword. This attack exhausted too much spiritual energy and raised her eyes faintly to look over. The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the bald head was revealed in the distance. She sat cross-legged in the clouds, and the shoulder pole was placed horizontally on her legs. Her hands formed the Great Sun Tathagata seal, and her body was covered with scars, but her skin was full of blue Sanskrit, and even the bald head was crawling. Blood was flowing out of the corners of her mouth, but she still praised: "Girl, you are really a genius who is rare in a century. From the lightning you just poured out, you know how hard you have worked in your daily life. With another hundred and eighty years of hard practice, I'm afraid you can catch up with me."

Looking at the dense blue Sanskrit flashing on the bald man's body, Mo Manyuan asked in despair: "The Vajra Indestructible Body of Dafu Lingjiu Temple in Mount Wutai? In addition to the 'Tathagata's Flower Finger' in Daxiangguo Temple, you have also practiced the 'Vajra Indestructible Body'? You know two of the ten major secret techniques in the Zen Buddhism in Chinese Buddhism?"

The indestructible body of Vajra is said to have learned the mystery of the world under the Bodhi tree. The so-called emptiness of the mind, without mind-to-heart, does not take the six dusts and all dharmas, which cannot be destroyed. All things cannot be destroyed because of their nature. They are like Vajra, even if they are gathered in the power of millions of Buddhas, they cannot be destroyed. They are one of the most powerful techniques of Chinese Buddhism. Those who practice them claim that they can resist all harm in heaven and earth. The higher their practice, the stronger their defenses are. They are the strongest defensive techniques in Buddhism and one of the three most powerful defensive techniques in the world.

The bald man also stood up with a frown and sighed, "It's so dangerous. I almost couldn't even resist my indestructible body. If it were an ordinary master of great power, he would have been blown to pieces long ago."

"Your strength is not right." Mo Manyuan shook his head and asked seriously, "Your strength is far better than that of ordinary masters of great powers. You may be able to overcome the tribulation. Why are you still staying in the world?"

"I'd have left long ago if I could leave the world. It seems that you have never heard of our legend." The bald man smiled bitterly, and then said seriously: "You just said that the two of the ten most powerful secrets of Buddhism are rare? Then the question is--" When he said this, the bald man grabbed his right hand with a flash of non-destructive runes on it, but instead there was a faint yin energy surrounding him. The sound of the deceased chanting scriptures was surrounding him, and then he raised his eyes and asked arrogantly: "Do I want to use the third type now?"

"The Claws of the Immortal Demon-Subduing Demons in Qianluo Tiantai Temple in Jiuhua Mountain?" Mo Manyuan subconsciously took a step back, and said softly to herself with a faint look.

"Do it!" Maomao below turned to Mu Yuan and the others without hesitation and ordered...
Chapter completed!