The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 533: Magic Phoenix Fan

Seeing the skull swallowing a Buddhist bead, Wang Tong's face changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Wu Ru fed two fingers of the skull, and the power of the skull nearly doubled.If the skull devours this Buddhist bead, then the string of Buddhist light beads will be destroyed.

After the skull swallowed the beads, it chewed vigorously.However, the beads seemed to be extremely hard, even though the skull chewed them, they couldn't break them.The skull could only bite indiscriminately, and actually bit the fist-sized prayer beads smaller and smaller, gradually becoming the size of an egg.

Wang Tong yelled and fought hard. The spiritual power of his whole body was poured into the Buddha light beads without reservation. He saw that the remaining ten or so Buddha beads in the air collided with each other at once, and the golden light flew around. It was so dazzling that people dare not look at it. .After the golden light flashed, a golden bead the size of a head appeared in the air. The bead was glittering with golden light, and some Buddhist mottos kept popping up. After seeing it, people couldn't help but worship.

Wang Tong's body swayed a little. The maximum power of the Buddha Light Bead requires too much mana. With his strength close to the realm of fake pills, he seemed unable to hold on to this move.He raised his head to the sky and yelled, Wang Tong waved his hand violently, and the golden light ball in the air made a burst of Sanskrit sounds, rushing towards the skull like slowly but really fast.

Facing the huge ball of golden light in front of him, two thick black lines shot out from the skull's pitch-black eyes, and they hit the golden ball fiercely.But this ball of golden light is no better than a golden knife. The black line, which was so sharp before, could not touch the ball of golden light at all, and was wiped out by the golden light and Sanskrit sound.

After a brief test of the power of the golden light ball, the skull screamed twice, and rushed towards the golden light ball with an indomitable momentum.In an instant, the skull collided with the golden ball, making a rumbling sound.

After the impact, the skull in the air disappeared and turned back into six black short swords, which fell to the ground with a whine. On the previous position of the skull, a ball the size of an egg was captured by a dark-colored man behind him. The huge golden ball hit hard, and flew towards Wu Ru with a "whoosh".

At the moment when the skull was broken, Wu Ru took a few steps back suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell all over the ground.The skull fed his flesh and blood, and once it was broken, Wu Ru would naturally be seriously injured.The figure kept shaking, Wu Ru's eyes were blank, his face was ashen, as if he was drunk, he staggered, swayed from side to side, and would fall to the ground at any time.

When the ball the size of an egg flew towards, Wu Ru had no ability to dodge, so he could only reluctantly turn his body sideways. With a scream of "ah", Wu Ru rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious, with half of his arm remaining beside him.It turned out that the ball passed through Wu Ru's arm and pierced his right arm.The powerful Buddha's light invaded Wu Ru's body and defeated the spiritual power in his body. Without the spiritual power to protect his heart, Wu Ru fainted from the intense pain.

Seeing that Wu Ru finally fell to the ground, Wang sat on the ground with his buttocks, and reluctantly put away the Buddha light beads.It's just that this action, which usually seems easy, has already made Wang Tong breathless.

From the beginning to the end of the battle between Wu Ru and Wang Tong, although it was only a stick of incense, the two had exhausted their mana, and Wu Ru wandered around from the god of death.

"Third brother is really amazing", "Third brother won!" Fang Yunlong's side let out cheers of victory, welcoming Wang Tong's return.Wang Tong returned to his team with a smile, immediately took a elixir, entered the formation, and meditated to rest.

On the side of the Demonic Dao disciples, they sighed and complained secretly to Wu Ru. If the second senior brother He Konghe or the saintess made a move, they would definitely win.He Konghe sighed leisurely, carried Wu Ru back, gave him medicine to stop the bleeding, and let him lie aside to rest.

Quietly glanced at Wu Ru, the masked woman snorted coldly, turned around, and quickly came to the arena, and said to Fang Yunlong in a charming voice: "The fourth disciple Linghu Zijin, the little girl's mentor, , I’m here to ask for advice.”

The opponent started the second match so soon, Fang Yunlong naturally did not dare to neglect, the third senior brother Wang Tong has already played, and now only the fourth senior brother Zhao Xi is left, a late-stage foundation-building monk.

Zhao Xi took a deep breath, turned around, and was about to step onto the arena, but was pulled by Fang Yunlong.Zhao Xi turned his head to look at Fang Yunlong in doubt, only to hear Fang Yunlong whisper: "Fourth brother, this woman is unusual, not only familiar with formations, but also has extraordinary strength, I still remember that she used a net-like force alone Magical artifact, did you stop many magic disciples? You have to be more careful. My little brother has an intuition, that is to be especially careful about her eyes."

If someone else said these words to Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi might just laugh it off.After all, the strong in the world of cultivating immortals are respected. Zhao Xi, as a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, has his dignity. If he is guided by the monks in the early or middle stage of foundation establishment, he will lose face.But Fang Yunlong is different. Along the way, Fang Yunlong presided over the Xiao Zhoutian Eight Trigrams Formation, and he was invincible. In the battle with Qi Zhou Zhengdao Qingpao monks, with the strength in the early stage of foundation establishment, he was stronger than Zhao Xi The late foundation-establishment cultivator made everyone look at him with admiration, and unconsciously respected him a lot.

Zhao Xi patted Fang Yunlong's shoulder, nodded, and with a sway, he came to the competition arena, "My mentor, my fourth disciple, Zhao Xi, please teach me, Miss Linghu."

After finishing the polite words, Linghu Zijin and Zhao Xi fought together.What Linghu Zijin sacrificed was the net-shaped magic weapon Ziluowang, while what Zhao Xi sacrificed was a magic weapon like a cattail leaf fan.

There was a flash of inspiration on the Zi Luo net, and a sharp knife light could be vaguely seen. Under Linghu Zijin's command, she covered Zhao Xi head-on.Zhao Xi held a magic weapon like a palm-leaf fan in his hand, and his spiritual power was running, and fiery red stripes appeared on the palm-leaf fan.Hearing Zhao Xi yell, he swung the palm-leaf fan vigorously, and suddenly fire dragons flew out of the palm-leaf fan, hitting the purple net fiercely.

This cattail fan magic weapon is called the fire dragon fan, and when it is swung, it can send out fire dragons to attack the enemy.Although this kind of fire dragon is exactly the same as the fire dragon produced by the fire dragon technique, its power is not the same.The fire dragons emitted by the fire dragon fan condense more pure fire attribute spiritual power, and can also form fire dragon arrays in the air, one team after another violently attack a certain point, and the magic weapon used to deal with this kind of surface attack is the best.

One by one, the fire dragons flew out and crashed into the purple net.The purple net is like a big net for catching fish, and the fire dragon is regarded as a fish in the net, making it impossible to rush out.

Linghu Zijin obviously underestimated the power of the fire dragon fan, dozens of fire dragons bumped into it, and the purple net gradually became unsupported.If a few more fire dragons come crashing into it, I'm afraid the purple net will be destroyed.Sighing softly, Linghu Zijin waved her hand, put away the Ziluo net, and threw out a magic weapon like a feather fan. "Brother Zhao's cattail fan is very powerful, how about trying the little girl's magic phoenix fan?"

The magic phoenix fan waved lightly, and black phoenixes rushed out one after another, screaming, and bumped into the fire dragon head-on.There was a sound of dragon singing and phoenix crowing, and the black phoenix collided with the red long dragon, and soon dissipated, but it seemed that more black phoenixes flew out of the magic phoenix fan, and soon drowned the fire dragon , suddenly came to Zhao Xi's side.

Zhao Xi was shocked, the fire dragon fan was actually no match for the opponent's magic phoenix fan, and this fire dragon fan was his strongest attack weapon.Zhao Xi sighed secretly, he didn't expect that not long after the opening, he was forced to use the magic weapon given by the master.

After countless black phoenixes engulfed the fire dragon, they quickly surrounded Zhao Xi.At this time, a gleaming golden alms bowl flew out from Zhao Xi's body. The alms bowl swirled in the air, and its mouth suddenly turned downward, sucking countless black phoenixes into it.

"Sure enough, it's another Buddhist artifact. It seems that you are fully prepared, but do you think that my magic phoenix fan will be broken?" Linghu Zijin sneered, and the magic phoenix fan in her hand continued to fan, and the entire martial arts arena immediately burst into flames. There was a strong wind, and there were bursts of howling ghosts and wolves.Following Linghu Zijin's movements, a nearly ten-foot-long black phoenix gradually formed in the air.

Zhao Xi was shocked, and quickly pointed to the alms bowl in the air, constantly changing the formula in his hand, inputting spiritual power into the alms bowl, gradually the golden light on the alms bowl became more prosperous, and slowly stood up a monk from the alms bowl, wearing cassock , with no hair on the top of the head, the head is as big as a bucket, the facial features are tangled, and it looks extremely ugly.

"Buddhist arhat?" Linghu Zijin sneered again and again, even if it is a Buddhist arhat, others say that demons are invincible to Buddhas, so today I will let you experience the power of real demons that a little Buddhist arhat can resist?Linghu Zijin yelled coquettishly, and changed the formula in her hand, and saw the huge black phoenix in the air, with devilish energy billowing, making the black phoenix look very ferocious.

Following the command of Linghu Zijin and Zhao Xi, Heifeng and Buddhist Arhat in the air met together.The Buddhist arhat looked very small in front of the black phoenix, but he was full of momentum and power. Every punch made the huge black phoenix tremble, and the devilish energy overflowed.However, the power of the black phoenix is ​​also extraordinary, using its huge phoenix claws and sharp beak to continuously attack Buddhist arhats, causing the golden light on Buddhist arhats to sway non-stop.The strong devilish energy penetrates even more, bit by bit eroding the golden light of the Buddhist arhat.

Zhao Xi frowned, he didn't expect the power of the black phoenix to be so powerful, but he has no way out now, once he gets distracted and the supply of spiritual power is insufficient, this Buddhist magic weapon will be polluted by demonic energy, and then He couldn't resist Heifeng himself.With a loud shout, Zhao Xi poured all his mana into the alms bowl, and suddenly the Buddhist arhat on the alms bowl shone with golden light, which dissipated a lot of the evil energy from Heifeng's body.

When Zhao Xi went all out to direct the alms bowl, he didn't notice that at this moment, Linghu Zijin's eyes emitted two faint purple lights, sweeping around the Buddhist Arhat and him. Her cherry lips were small, revealing a smile that charmed all living beings.

(End of this chapter)