Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 585
With his hands behind his back, Su Ming stood proudly in the void, looking down at the world.

Countless people looked at him in shock.

At this moment, he is as dazzling as a god, attracting everyone's attention, and making people's hearts flutter.

Tantai Longao, the holy son of the sixth-rank holy land holy mansion who suppressed the demon master for half a step with only one hand and defeated the demon master for a quarter of an hour, was still defeated when he used his own unique skill of killing gods.

Wumingshi is definitely a peerless talent comparable to Su Ming.

Countless people thought in their hearts.

Tantai Longao, who suppressed the Yaozun in Yangzhou City, was disgraced. No one knows what will happen next.

It is possible to be devastated and disappear for everyone.It is possible to realize the shame and then be brave, and rebuild the peak...

No matter what kind of result, it is affected by this battle.

This battle of the pinnacle is unsatisfactory.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Tantai Longao stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and looked directly at Su Ming, "I lost this battle. I hope that I can fight you in the last round of the Great Competition."

"hope so."

Su Ming responded casually.

Tantai Longao snorted softly and walked away.

The purple-clothed fairy glared at Su Ming resentfully, and hurriedly followed Tantai Longao's footsteps.

Su Ming frowned, and instantly felt murderous towards the purple-clothed fairy.

This woman has a bad heart.

As the saying goes, only women and villains are difficult to raise.

Mess with such a person, troubles continue.

Following the departure of Tantai Longao and his party, earth-shattering wailing erupted from the crowd.

All Tantai Longao's supporters lost their fortunes.

Even so, they could only complain, and it was impossible to find trouble with Tantai Longao.

To lose is to lose.

In order to gain something in the Great Competition of the Heavens, they should bravely kill the demons in the next time.

Xiao Wenjun clicked his tongue in admiration, "The Wuming is really unfathomable, he has already cultivated the real fire of samadhi. He will be a difficult opponent in the next few rounds of the competition."

Xuanyuankui glanced at Long Dingyun, "Brother Long, your vision is still unique."

"Just a fluke."

Long Dingyun smiled embarrassingly.

Facing Xuanyuan Kui, all his arrogance was restrained.

Although the Xuanyuan family was among the top five aristocratic families in the previous session, in terms of inheritance, no aristocratic family can compare with the Xuanyuan family.

Furthermore, the Xuanyuan family is nominally a magic family, but they disdain contract ghost generals.

Xiao Wenjun chuckled, "Brother Long, you don't need to be humble. With the previous situation, no one can think that Wuming will win this fight in the end."

Long Dingyun smiled and said nothing.

"After this battle, the fame of this unknown person spread like a strong wind across the entire Heavens Grand Competition Proving Ground."

Xuanyuan Kui sighed.

"Anonymous has won, and we have gained a lot. Hurry up and go to the Shengfu Casino. If you go late, there will be no contribution value."

Xiao Wenjun joked.

With that said, the three of them turned around and walked towards Yangzhou City.

The crowd of onlookers was bustling, leaving the Tongtian River and entering the city of Yangzhou with shocking emotions.

After a while, the place was empty.

There was one person who remained motionless, and that was Ji Haoyue from Kunlun Immortal Palace.

Su Ming landed on the bank of Tongtian River from mid-air, looked at Ji Haoyue strangely, and walked towards Yangzhou City.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment."

Ji Haoyue yelled softly.

Su Ming frowned and looked at him suspiciously, "What's the matter with you?"

Ji Haoyue walked over quickly, looking at him thoughtfully, "Dare you ask what school and sect you are from?"

"Create one casually."

Su Ming answered casually.

Ji Haoyue smiled, "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it's not the case."

Su Ming asked impatiently, "What exactly do you want? Talk about something."

Seeing this, Ji Haoyue hurriedly said: "There is nothing special, I just want to communicate with you."

The corner of Su Ming's mouth twitched violently, "Aren't you mistaken? I've never met you before, and you actually said to communicate with me? What are you communicating with? Could it be that you also want to fight with me?"

Ji Haoyue quickly explained, "Fellow Daoist, I didn't mean that. Besides, you just fought hard with Tantai Longao, if I fight you, I won't win by force."

Ha ha.

Su Ming smiled contemptuously, "I'm not bragging, my current state is more than enough to deal with you."

Ji Haoyue, "..."

There was little talk today.

Ji Haoyue patiently explained, "Fellow Daoist, I really don't mean to stop you, I just want to make friends with you."

"It's unnecessary to make friends, I'm used to being alone."

Uh!
Ji Haoyue had black lines all over her head.

Is he humiliating himself?

He stared blankly at Su Ming, and felt that he was not a person who could not communicate, why was it so difficult to communicate.

He sighed helplessly, "Friend Daoist, excuse me."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and strode away.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha's name sounded out of thin air.

"It's so annoying."

Su Ming couldn't help but burst into foul language.

As soon as the words were finished, the little monk Wuwang approached from a distance, blocking Su Ming's way.

Su Ming showed displeasure on his face, "Little master, what are you doing haunting me all the time?"

The little monk Wuwang looked down, and said word by word: "Benefactor, before Qingzhou City, you once said that this little monk has no kindness like a Buddha, but has the cruelty of a demon. This little monk didn't understand very much. This little monk walked out of the temple and took it as his duty to save the world. Why do you say that, little monk?"

Su Ming shrugged casually.

There was hostility in the eyes of the little monk Wuwang, "Benefactor, if you don't explain it to the little monk, the little monk will never end with you."

"Ha ha……"

Su Ming laughed mockingly, "Monk, you just came here to trouble me, so why did you say such self-deceiving words?"

"Amitabha!"

The little monk Wuwang said solemnly: "When you fight with others, you have to find a serious excuse."

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, and there was a sharp edge flickering in the depths.

The aggressiveness of the little monk Wuwang really aroused his murderous intentions.

However, Jinshan Temple in Xihang has a deep relationship with Su Tianyuan, if the little monk Wuwang is abolished, it will be difficult for Su Tianyuan to explain to Jinshan Temple in Xihang.

Su Ming hesitated.

Kunlun Immortal Palace Ji Haoyue looked confused, not knowing why.

Although he didn't quite know what happened, he could sense the killing intent emanating from the little monk Wuwang.

It is unusual for a person who cultivates Buddhism to have such a heavy murderous aura...

He gave up the idea of ​​leaving, crossed his arms, and watched with interest.He had a hunch that another wonderful battle was unfolding in front of him.

The little monk Wuwang locked Su Ming with cold eyes, "Benefactor, if you can't explain it clearly, I can only learn your clever tricks."

Su Ming sighed helplessly, "Little master, why are you so aggressive. I really don't want to fight with you, but you..."

Before the words fell, a heavy breath burst out from the body of the little monk Wuwang.He squeezed a handprint and patted Su Ming.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept across, flying sand and rocks.

Su Ming's eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand, his fierce and domineering aura cut through the strong wind, and rushed towards the little monk Wuwang.

Little monk Wuwang clasped his palms together, and there was a sacred Buddha's light floating on the surface of his body.

Su Ming's figure flashed away, and he straightened his two fingers to find the place between the eyebrows of the little monk Wuwang.

The little monk Wuwang waved his arm upwards, and with his left hand, he held a prajna mudra and patted Su Ming's heart.

Su Ming tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and retreated quickly.

The little monk Wu Wang was extremely murderous, his robes were rolled up, and he rushed towards him like a wild horse.

Su Ming's eyes were slightly focused, and the martial arts of the little monk Wu Wang were extremely fierce, giving people the illusion of a tiger descending the mountain.

Facing the menacing young monk Wuwang, Su Ming stood proudly and did not move.The little monk Wuwang made a seal with both hands, and the big golden seal suppressed it.

In an instant, an invincible aura burst out.

Su Ming suddenly raised his hand, his eyes were filled with coldness, the sharp eyes were extremely murderous.

boom!
The ground more than ten meters around Su Ming suddenly sank, stirring up dust and dust in the sky, covering his sight.

The little monk Wuwang stepped back, frowning, and stood motionless.

Gradually, the dust settled.

Su Ming's figure had disappeared.

The little monk Wuwang's heart skipped a beat, giving birth to an ominous premonition.

Suddenly, Su Ming's figure appeared behind him, and a palm landed on the back of the little monk Wuwang...

Buzz!

There is a solemn Buddha sound resounding, and the surface of the body of the little monk Wuwang is filled with golden light.

Buddhist golden body? !
Su Ming was slightly shocked in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the little monk Wuwang became the golden body of Buddhism.

Kunlun Immortal Palace Ji Haoyue's eyes were slightly focused, and she looked at the little monk Wuwang with fear in her eyes.

The Buddhist golden body requires great perseverance and talent. Looking at the long history of Buddhism, there are not many people who can cultivate the Buddhist golden body, and the Buddhists who have cultivated the Buddhist golden body have extremely high final achievements.

(End of this chapter)