People are in the Demon Sect, and they start to fuse the immortal fruit

The atmosphere in the huge arena was a little frozen at this moment.

The Yuanyings of the three seas and the Meteorite Sea all looked serious and solemn.

The two sides are now tied, and there is only one fight left.

This will be the last chance for both sides!

"The fourth match of the Yuanying, the Sky Star Sea Kong Yan Saint Monk vs. the Meteorite Sea Blood Shura!"

After a short silence, the entire life and death arena was completely boiling, and the sound of mountains and tsunamis sounded. I don't know how many people cheered the name of Blood Shura.

She is a bad star and a legend, feared by countless people, and also respected by countless people.

All her reputation now is earned by her own killing!

In addition, she broke through to the peak of the Nascent Soul before she was two thousand years old. This aura made her reputation reach an unprecedented height!

Even in other seas, her name was also circulated.

On the Meteorite Sea side, Ye An and others frowned, feeling something was wrong.

From the name of the Holy Monk Kong Yan, it can be seen that this is a cultivator who is proficient in Buddhism.

Everyone has seen the previous battle. The Buddhist practice has a huge restraining effect on the power of the Blood Evil. If Xue Shura goes to battle, his combat power will definitely be reduced.

Long Jing frowned slightly: "Something is wrong. They are very targeted at us. It seems that they are coming for Brother Xue."

Indeed, the previous battle was also the same. The people sent by the other side were all restrained from the Meteorite Sea.

But when discussing the candidates, they all transmitted their voices, so others could not know at all.

Xue Shura said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. I will win."

The voice was short, but there was absolute confidence.

The blood light flashed, and her figure had appeared on the ring.

"Amitabha."

Accompanied by a Buddhist chant, golden light bloomed, and one Buddha after another appeared in the void, the golden lotus blossomed, the Buddhist sound filled the sky, and the Zen chanting was like a song.

There was a sacred peace between heaven and earth, which made people's minds calm down involuntarily.

The blood Shura held a blood spear and wore a bloody robe. The thick blood-colored murderous aura was surging, forming a sea of ​​blood, gradually submerging the arena.

The gold and red colors each occupied half of the sky, and the boundless magic power was surging. Before the fight, there was such an amazing vision.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist has a murderous aura and has committed too many sins. You should put down your butcher knife and turn back." The holy monk Kong Yan wore a moon-white cassock, his skin was light golden, his body was fat, his eyebrows were kind, and his eyebrows almost fell to his chest.

Xue Xiuluo sneered: "I have committed many sins, but I never conceal them. You Buddhists claim to have entered the Buddhist world and have pure six senses, but you fight me for the true dragon's destiny. Do you have the face to face your Buddha?"

"Amitabha, I am here only to persuade you. If you convert to Buddhism, you will be one of the guardian gods under the Buddha."

Xue Xiuluo's eyes were full of sarcasm: "Monks do not lie. Ask yourself, are you really here for me? Does your Buddha know that you are talking nonsense?"

"Amitabha..."

Sheng Monk Kong Yan wanted to say something, but Xue Xiuluo took action directly.

The blood spear in his hand pierced out, and a blood rainbow penetrated the sky and the earth. The murderous intent condensed to the extreme burst out, and the world changed color.

The sky was murderous, the stars moved, the earth was murderous, dragons and snakes rose from the land, people were murderous, and the world was reversed.

The chilling murderous intent filled the air, and all the spectators felt their souls piercing, their bodies pierced by the murderous intent, and their whole bodies were cold.

People who have cultivated the killing intent to the extreme can kill the opponent with just a glance.

Blood Shura is such a person, who has cultivated the way of killing to the peak, and his killing power is unparalleled.

Facing this earth-shaking blow, the holy monk Kong Yan offered a bowl, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

Dang!

The blood spear hit it, making a pleasant sound, and the sound waves echoed endlessly.

The holy monk Kong Yan was covered with golden light, like a Buddha, with a golden body, extraordinary and sacred.

"Take refuge in my Buddha!"

He chanted a Buddhist name, and the sound of endless Zen chanting resounded between heaven and earth, as loud as a bell, rumbling in his mind.

The blood-stained clothes of Blood Shura fluttered, and the pair of eyes under the mask were sharp and intimidating, as cold as cold stars.

The blood spear in his hand swung, and the spear light was thousands of miles long, crisscrossing the sky.

The holy monk Kong Yan shouted again, and a demon-subduing pestle was sacrificed and hit the blood spear.

"Ancient treasure?"

Ye An's eyes condensed. This monk is really powerful. He has a lot of luck. Whether it is the bowl or the demon-subduing pestle, they are all ancient treasures with ancient aura and infinite power.

Endless gold

Light burst out, and Buddhas appeared in the void, Buddhist sounds filled the ears, and the sound of Zen chanting continued.

This influence is comparable to the dragon's evil, which can purify people's hearts and minds, making people involuntarily feel good about Buddhism and want to convert.

The look of the bloody Shura did not change at all, still cold and cruel, with blood-stained hair dancing wildly, like a blood-soaked Shura.

At this moment, her eyebrows suddenly cracked, and a blood line emerged.

Like a vertical eye.

Swish!

Without any sign, a bloody light splashed on the body of the holy monk Kong Yan, as if he was pierced by a sharp weapon, and a blood hole appeared on his body.

The sudden attack caught everyone off guard, and they didn't know what happened.

The holy monk Kong Yan was also a little stunned.

He immediately controlled the bowl and blocked it in front of him.

Bang!

The invisible attack hit the bowl, making a crisp sound, and the bowl trembled and flew out diagonally.

The color of the holy monk Kong Yan changed again. He didn't realize where the attack came from.

With a roar, his kind eyes turned into angry eyes.

The demon-subduing pestle in his hand suddenly expanded, like a pillar supporting the sky, and fell down with a bang.

The blood Shura released the blood spear, and the blood spear also grew rapidly, spanning between heaven and earth, and shot out like an arrow from a string.

Boom!

With a roar, the sky collapsed, the arena was almost destroyed, and the destructive energy rolled out.

The Yuanying watching the battle took action together and built a wall of magic power to block this energy.

Many people watching the battle were pale and frightened.

Just the overflowing wave was enough to kill them many times.

Swish!

The face of the holy monk Kong Yan changed, and a flash of blood flashed again on his body, and his chest was pierced.

There was disbelief in his eyes. Not only could he not sense the attack, but even the golden body of Buddhism he had cultivated could not block it.

He looked at Xue Shura and seemed to have guessed something: "Magic power?!"

Apart from magical power, he really couldn't think of any other attack that was so strange and powerful.

Xue Shura didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

The holy monk Kong Yan cast a spell again, and huge golden lotuses bloomed in the void, with Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats sitting on them, each of them was solemn and sacred and inviolable.

All the Buddha statues spoke together and chanted the six-character mantra: "Om! Mani! Ba! Mi! Hum!"

The six characters shook the heaven and earth, the universe trembled, and the Buddha's voice echoed, which was deafening.

Many people's minds were blank, and only these six words were echoing, even those in the Nascent Soul stage were affected.