Shamanism kills the god

call……

The flame of the blue oil lamp in front of the old monk turned to one side again. %&*";

This time, the old monk changed his calmness and indifference before, and his face was solemn.Looking at Mu Feng, he was shocked and surprised, but also cautious.

The cyan oil lamp in front of him looks ordinary, but in fact it has a lot of background. It is an ancient Buddhist treasure Qinglian Lantern handed down from generation to generation in Dabei Temple.Unlike ordinary magic weapons, it does not need to be driven by its own spiritual power or real energy. It only needs to knock the wooden fish in your hand and use a divine thought to arouse its powerful power.

The cyan shield covering the body, known as the Qinglian Golden Body, can protect the body tightly.

When he was far away in the mortal realm, there were ninety-nine 81 doors on the shield, which was full of loopholes; after he cultivated to the elite state, the number of doors dropped from 81 to nine, and his power increased greatly; Abruptly reduced to one, leaving only one weak point.Legend has it that after breaking through to the Saint Realm, there will be no barriers and become the real Qinglian Golden Body.At that time, you will be able to transform into a real ancient Buddha, unrivaled!

Ever since breaking through to the realm of real people hundreds of years ago, the old monk Wuyin has tempered the magic weapon of Qinglian Lantern for countless times.Although there is still the last door on the shield, but with his efforts, it has been hidden deeply.When fighting with others, even a master of the real world is often difficult to see, and he can't break through his defense no matter what, so he is known as the invincible Zen master.

Because of this, he came out to challenge calmly, not afraid of the extremely sharp holy sword in Mu Feng's hand.Even, he graciously allowed Mu Feng to score a point, only defending but not attacking, and was ready to let the latter lose in public.Who would have imagined that even a master of the real world could not see the door, but a mere elite practitioner could see it one after another?

Monk Wuyin has rich experience in fighting, and once again moved the cover from the back of the heart to the abdomen, and the speed is very fast. %&*"; Unfortunately, he still couldn't get rid of Mu Feng's pursuit.

"The third sword of Nirvana, reincarnation!"

Mu Feng sternly shouted, changed direction again, and stabbed Wuyin old monk's abdomen with his sword.

Under Jian Nu's guidance, no matter how the old monk Wuyin changed the position of the door, he could not escape his pursuit.Compared with the previous two swords, this one was faster. At first glance, it seemed that the previous one was a false move, and this one was his real killing move.In a hurry, even the powerful old monk Wu Yin didn't have time to dodge.

What is even more shocking is that when he stabbed out with this sword, the chilling atmosphere in the air became stronger.The souls of the people watching the battle from a distance were all entangled in a breath of death, as if nothing could survive under Mu Feng's sword.Without the past, without the future, not only will the soul be dissipated on the spot, but even the chance of reincarnation will be lost, completely disappearing in the vast world!

Nirvana reincarnation!

In one go, Mu Feng unleashed the lore of the Seven Swords of Nirvana!

thump...

It was too late to dodge and avoid under the door, so Chan Master Wuyin had no choice but to knock the wooden fish in his hand vigorously, suddenly arousing the spirit in his mind, and exerting the power of the Qinglian Lantern to the maximum.

In an instant, the blue light outside the body exploded, and the entire blue shield turned into a raging blue flame.There was a chirping sound, as if even the air was burning.Across a long distance, people felt a gust of scalding hot air rushing towards their faces, and when they took in one breath, their throats felt a tingling pain.

"Excellent, is this the power of the Buddhist Supreme Treasure?"

"The temperature is so high, Mu Feng still continues to rush up, is he crazy, or is he looking for death?"

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People screamed out in shock, and showed their magical powers to block the oncoming heat wave. Seeing Mu Feng continuing to rush towards Monk Wu Yin regardless of his own safety, everyone's expressions changed.

With such a long distance, the air was so hot that it was about to boil, and the blue flames that enveloped Monk Wuyuan's body, so what?

"kill!"

Under the gaze of the people, Mu Feng stabbed out with his sword without changing his face.

When there was only one step away from the blue flame, the Qiuhong sword in his hand began to scald, and the excruciating heat wave made it difficult to breathe; when only half a step was left, the front half of the Qiuhong sword was completely red, and the person holding the hilt His right hand felt a burning pain, as if he was holding a red-hot iron bar; when the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from the door of Monk Wucai's blue shield, the whole long sword was red, as if it was about to touch his entire arm. melt together...

The temperature of the cyan flame is far beyond people's imagination!

Mu Feng was no exception. For a moment, he felt that his whole body and even the soul in his mind were about to burn, as if he was flying into the magma erupting from a volcano.The high temperature far exceeds the limit that the human body can bear!

However, even though he knew that the consequences would be unimaginable, he did not hesitate at all, he gritted his teeth and stabbed fiercely with the sword.

Ding……

The sharp Qiuhong sword pierced the cyan shield, making a crisp sound.

In an instant, it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.The cyan flame that enveloped the monk's body swayed left and right, as if blown by an invisible cold wind, it was about to be extinguished at any time.At the same time, the blue oil lamp placed in front of Monk Wuyuan shattered, and a long and thin crack appeared.

Under the secret guidance of the sword slave, Mu Feng recklessly hit the door of the cyan shield forcibly.

After the blow was successful, his body could no longer bear the inhuman burning pain. With five fingers of his right hand, Qiuhong sword, which was burned red, fell to the ground with a ding.Gritting his teeth and flying out, he lowered his head and saw that his entire right arm was pitch black, and he completely lost consciousness!A moment later, it seems that it will be charred and turned into a terrible coke!

This sword, by chance, concentrated on the door of the cyan shield, which greatly reduced its power; however, Mu Feng also paid a heavy price!

"Yes, Master Mu is really powerful!" Monk Wuyin looked Mu Feng up and down, shocked by his amazing strength and courage. Completely defeat my Qinglian golden body. According to the previous agreement, you still lose!"

Although he was shocked, the old monk Wuyin was still confident.

Losing the invincible Qiuhong sword, his entire right arm was burnt to blackness, and how could Mu Feng do anything when he was seriously injured?

After being hit by the cover door, the cyan shield covering the body was turbulent and its power dropped drastically.At this time, as long as Mu Feng strikes again, he will definitely collapse.However, with Mu Feng's current state, how could he have the strength to fight again?

Taking a look at the hourglass that was about to run out next to Kongming Envoy Jianyi, the old monk Wuyin calmed down, and after chanting the Buddha's name Amitabha, he sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, waiting for Mu Feng's surrender and the arrival of the final time.