Chapter 2481

It turned out that this magical power was obtained in the corpse immortal mountain range!

"What nonsense magic power, see I broke you!"

Li Ziwen didn't care in the slightest, and he suddenly punched the old monk with the kind-hearted face and the corpse gas condensed in front of him.

This punch directly pierced the old monk's body, but the old monk's body was transformed by corpse qi, and being pierced had no effect on him.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk spoke again and the Buddha's name sounded like a ghostly voice, and it passed into Li Ziwen's ears. Li Ziwen really had the urge to become a Buddha on the spot.

He suppressed this emotion and shouted: "Eight Arm Bone King, tear him apart!"

"drink!"

The eight-armed bone king transformed by the vision behind him directly punched out.

"Bang!"

Immediately, the old monk born of the corpse gas was completely blasted away.

"Gui Ling, your so-called supernatural powers are too weak! Today, you are defeated!"

Li Ziwen sneered and was about to kill Chu Yan.

Chu Yan said indifferently, "Really?"

Between the words, I saw that the corpse in front of Li Ziwen condensed in an instant, and once again turned into an old monk with a benevolent purpose.

"Amitabha!

The old monk recited the Buddha's name again.

"It's not dead yet..."

Seeing the situation, Li Ziwen's complexion changed slightly, and he shot again.

Although this old monk with corpse qi has no means of attack other than his Buddha name, his corpse qi body does not feel pain and is not afraid of damage. Unless the entire body is blasted away at the same time, it will not disappear.

Li Ziwen spent some means to kill the old monk again.

And just after he recovered his breath, the Buddha's name came again, and in front of him, the phantom of the old monk condensed with corpse energy appeared again.

This……

The look in Li Ziwen's eyes changed, and the corpse-like old monk was like his bones, and he couldn't kill him twice.

"Eight-armed bone king, smash him to pieces for me!"

Li Ziwen was completely angry.

Not to mention Li Ziwen's side, Chu Yan sat cross-legged in the void again, swallowed a lot of medicinal pills, and his left arm that was shattered by Li Ziwen's sneak attack slowly began to recover with the power of medicinal pills, but he wanted to. It's impossible to recover at once.

At this moment, the most important thing for Chu Yan is to recover his vitality, because he is watching out for a person.

Ming Ziqian!

Ming Ziqian's scheming is definitely higher than Li Ziwen and Li Qingzhe. If Li Ziwen can make a sneak attack, Ming Ziqian may be able to do more sinister and spicy things.

"Ming Ziqian's cultivation is so strong. In my current state, without revealing my identity, there is only one trick that I can try except my natal fairy!"

Chu Yan's eyes flickered, but at this moment he closed his eyes.

Pieces of corpse energy began to spread from its center, and instantly wrapped it within a range of ten meters.

Look at the other side.

Li Ziwen is crazy at this moment, if the kind-hearted old monk Xuying can't be beaten to death, every time it is blasted away, it will reappear, and it will look intact.

At the same time, no matter which way Li Ziwen is walking, even if he uses his bone wings, the old monk will appear in front of him in an instant.

"boom!"

once!

"boom!"

ten times!

"boom!"

A hundred times!

...

Li Ziwen had smashed the corpse-like old monk a hundred times, but the corpse-like old monk appeared again.

"Amitabha……"

...

One after another Buddha's name kept ringing in Li Ziwen's ears, and he only felt that he was about to collapse.

"Can't it be beaten to death? Is this old monk immortal? What to do, what to do..."

At this moment, Li Ziwen's eyes revealed

Once can! Twice can! Three times, you can!

But a hundred times, a hundred times, still not dead, in Li Ziwen's heart, this old monk has almost become an existence that can't be beaten to death.

This is the supernatural power that Chu Yan has learned from the Eighth Mountain. The artistic conception of Buddhist cultivation should be that there is an end in the endless, and the belief that is precious in the persistent heart has not been shaken.

But at this moment, a hundred repetitions had already made Li Ziwen almost mad.

And all of this actually happened in a dozen or so breaths of time.

Li Ziwen's Dao heart has been shaken a little.

The hearts of the onlookers were also extremely shaken. There was such a strange magical power in existence. Their Taoism was even worse than that of Li Ziwen. They had long regarded the corpse-like old monk as an indestructible body.

"Ming Ziqian, when are you still waiting?"

At this moment, Li Ziwen shouted when his heart was unstable.

He also had a flash of inspiration in his heart. As long as he defeated Gui Ling, this magical power would dissipate in an instant. At this moment, Li Qingzhe was defeated, and he couldn't make a move, only relying on Ming Ziqian.

Ming Ziqian didn't make a sneak attack, but looked at Chu Yan with a light smile and said: "Friend ghost, Li Qingzhe has been defeated, and Li Ziwen is trapped by your supernatural powers. Now, I am afraid that only Ming has shot himself. I don't know the current state of your friend. Whether it can fight with Ming, if not, the ghost daoist can also directly admit defeat, there is no need to continue this competition!"

In the eyes of everyone, Guiling was injured by Li Qingzhe and Li Ziwen, and now the combat power is much worse than the original, and now the distraction is trying to trap Li Ziwen with magical powers, and it is impossible for Jiulian Corpse Flame to defeat Mingzi. humble.

But at this moment, his eyes were still focused on Chu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

At this moment, no one noticed that the corpse aura around Chu Yan had spread to hundreds of feet.

At this moment, Chu Yan didn't open his eyes, he just whispered: "If you can get within ten feet of me, you will win this battle!"

Into the ten feet range?

Just approaching Guiling within ten feet?

This is too crazy!

Everyone looked at Chu Yan like a monster. They thought that this Guiling might not admit defeat and fight Ming Ziqian, but they didn't expect him to say such words.

Even if Ming Ziqian is very calm, there is anger on his face at this moment, this is humiliation...

"I'll see how you can stop me!"

Ming Ziqian snorted coldly and took a step forward.

Under this step, he just entered the range of corpse aura with Chu Yan as the center.

"deep!"

At this moment, Chu Yan still did not open his eyes, but a word came out of his mouth.

As soon as the word came out, the world within a hundred zhang around it instantly changed, and the boundless corpse aura, which circulated in an instant, was completely hidden in the void.

Under the Vientiane Period, the cultivators hadn't noticed it yet, but at this moment, Ming Ziqian's face instantly became extremely heavy.

Because he felt strange patterns looming around Gui Ling.

"This is the dark pattern..."

The power of Ming Ziqian's soul spread out, looking at a strange pattern under his feet, his eyes showed a very shocking color.

The underworld pattern is the pattern that Gu Ming cultivated in ancient times. It is similar to the demon pattern, the magic pattern, and the Dao pattern. It represents the essence of the understanding of the world.

The underworld patterns are not unknown in the underworld. Some underworld patterns have been handed down from ancient times, and almost everyone knows them, but most of these are basic underworld patterns, and the truly profound underworld patterns have long been lost.

And the underworld pattern under his feet is one of the most complicated among the underworld patterns that Ming Ziqian knows.

This is just a ghost pattern with Gui Ling as the center and the edge of a hundred feet. If it goes inside, the ghost pattern becomes more complicated.

How could this Guiling understand too many profound and profound patterns? I am afraid that he is just bluffing. How can I retreat because of this!

Ming Ziqian immediately took another step, and this step was a zhang, and when he took this step, his whole body shook, and the next moment, he appeared a hundred zhang away from Chu Yan.

"This underworld pattern is weird!"

Ming Ziqian's complexion changed slightly. The next moment, the power of the soul was detected, and it was found that the dark pattern appeared three feet in front of the right outside the first dark pattern.

Moreover, Ming Ziqian also knows about this underworld pattern, but it is already among the ten most advanced among the underworld patterns that Ming Ziqian has cultivated.

His step stepped on the second dark pattern.

However.

When he took the third step, his body was shocked again, and he was teleported back to Chu Yan a hundred feet away.

The cultivators present were almost all cultivators under the Vientiane Period. At first, in their eyes, this Ming Ziqian was a little weird. After taking a step, he retreated directly with the supernatural power secret technique. What is this doing?

And as Ming Ziqian was teleported back again, and seeing the cautious expression on his face, everyone knew that this was the supernatural power of ghosts.

Li Ziwen was still dealing with the supernatural powers at the moment, but he was inadvertently observing.

Youyi and Mingyu were extremely shocked in their hearts.

"My ancient Ming lineage, this Guiling has so much enlightenment, and he has formed his own formation. This technique, no matter how much it costs, I will learn it from him!"

At this moment, Mingyu's eyes showed a scorching glow.

The closer Ming Ziqian got to Chu Yan, the more complicated and jerky the underworld patterns appeared.

Once, twice, three times...

Every time the deduction is wrong, Ming Ziqian is directly sent back to Chu Yan a hundred feet away.

In the eyes of everyone, Ming Ziqian crazily wanted to approach Guiling, but he couldn't, and everyone's expressions changed.

Can't help but think of what Gui Ling said before.

No wonder he has such confidence. Now let alone approaching Guiling 10 feet, Ming Ziqian can't even enter within 50 feet of Gui Ling.

Ming Ziqian was continuously being teleported back, and there were red bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He was not reconciled. If he was defeated, he would not be like this. Now he doesn't even have a chance to fight with him. He is really a little annoyed: " Gui Ling, you have the ability to fight me head-on!"

"You can't even enter within ten feet of me, what qualifications do you have to fight me?"

Chu Yan sneered.

"you……"

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