Acting for the gods

Chapter 482

Facing the incomparably powerful Tang, Qi Nian concentrated her mind, made a Buddha seal with her hands, and enveloped Tang with the seven-layer pagoda formation.

This array of golden light circulates like a pyramid layered on top of each other. It is divided into seven layers in total. It condenses the power of faith of Buddhist believers. It can trap the enemy in it, suppress it, and even bounce back the opponent's attack.

Tang bumped his head against the wall of the seven-story pagoda formation, feeling as if he had hit the wall, and was shocked back two steps.

"If you want to trap me, this array is not enough."

Swinging his arms and exerting strength with his luck, Tang hit a heavy fist on the wall of the formation, only the sound of metal and iron clanging was heard.

"Crack~"

With just one punch, the formation wall was covered with countless cracks.

Qi Nian's complexion changed, and she suffered a backlash, and spit out a mouthful of blood, knowing that this array could not withstand Tang's second punch, Qi Nian immediately formed a sound-enhancing array in front of her, and then abandoned the 15-year "" Shut up", let out a roar.

"what!!!"

The skill of silent meditation is approaching the side door, the longer you keep silent, the greater the accumulated power will be.

After 15 years of accumulation, after this roar, Qi Nian released all her skills and gathered them all in one sound, the Buddha's voice was loud and clear, and the sound shook the wilderness.

And as the roar sounded, invisible sound waves swept out like a hurricane, billowing dust and smoke everywhere they passed.

Seeing this situation, Tang immediately covered his ears and moved his whole body, resisting Qi Nian's strongest blow.

Just listening to the loud sound of "Boom!~~~~", Qi Nian's Buddhist voice surged like a tidal wave, sweeping the ground three feet in an instant, destroying everything along the way. There were rips in the clothes on his body, and Tang took two steps back to stabilize his figure. Apart from feeling a little tinnitus, there was no other discomfort.

"Shut up, that's it?"

Tang disdainfully smiled, and threw out a fist, the seven-story pagoda formation collapsed in an instant. After the fist shattered the formation wall, Tang's figure instantly came to Qi Nian.

"Old friend, go west!"

Accompanied by the unfeeling words, Tang's heavy fist blasted out, directly hitting Qi Nian's chest, a powerful and domineering force penetrated from Qi Nian's chest, even if King Ming didn't move his face, he couldn't resist it.

"Pfft~"

Qi Nian looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, Tang's hand grabbed his heart with one blow, and pierced through his back.

As Tang Wuzhi tightened, Qi Nian's still beating heart was crushed into a pulp, and blood burst out.

A generation of Buddhist disciples fell away.

Throwing away Qi Nian's body, Tang expressionlessly pulled out the long knife stuck in the ground, and shouted at the clansman behind him: "Drive the hypocrites out of the wasteland in Xiling, kill them!"

"kill!!"

Hearing the sound, the three thousand black robes moved, and one by one raised their knives and dropped them, killing the Xiling coalition soldiers on their backs and routed.

The desolate warrior picked up the miss and made up the knife in the rear.

At the same time, Ye Hongyu and Tang Xiaotang were competing for speed. Two figures, one red and one white, flickered, and there was a sound of swords clashing closely in the void.

[No, her speed is too fast. 】

After playing fast for a while, Ye Hongyu realized that Tang Xiaotang was actually using himself to practice moves. The extremely proud Ye Hongyu was furious, but also understood that he did not have the advantage in speed, so he immediately threw his sword to the sky. It suddenly turned into several red turbulences, and each red turbulence was a sword mark, piercing Tang Xiaotang's chest.

Tang Xiaotang's figure moved vertically and horizontally, turning into countless afterimages, avoiding the thousands of sword marks in the void.

However, with this move, Ye Hongyu's ambition was not to win, but to use the Haotian divine technique to create sword marks, and use the sky as a curtain to cast tens of thousands of sword marks into the cage god formation.

The fan cage formation is one of the most profound and powerful formations in the Xiling Temple, and its purpose is to trap Tang Xiaotang and restrict the opponent's actions.

Ye Hongyu said: "No matter how fast you are, if you are trapped in a cage, you will never get out."

Looking at the sword mark in the sky that seemed to never go away, Tang Xiaotang said indifferently: "I don't want to kill you, because this is not a fair duel, and you don't know anything about speed."

When Tang Xiaotang said this, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he could not see any emotional fluctuations at all.

Her voice was calm, even ironic.

In the words, Tang Xiaotang's figure shook quickly, bringing up an afterimage, and then in the next moment, he broke through the cage god formation.

"what……"

When Ye Hongyu was terrified, he suddenly felt that someone had hit the back of his neck hard. Before he could see who shot it, his consciousness fell into a coma.

Tang Xiaotang quickly left the battlefield with Ye Hongyu on his shoulders.

At this time, the soldiers of Yan State on the battlefield were almost wiped out, and those practitioners ran faster, but when they faced Tang, they were one by one, and there was almost no one-on-one enemy.

"Boom~"

Thousands of horses galloped, and there was a deafening sound from the depths of the grassland. Countless cavalry and infantry rushed towards the north of the wasteland, their hooves sounded like thunder, and their momentum was astonishing.

Hundreds of thousands of Xiling coalition troops crossed the hill and looked at the battlefield ahead.

"How could the barren man be so powerful?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"All... all dead?"

"Crimson heat rays actually shot out from the eyes, what kind of magic power is this?"

"........."

Long Qing, who originally received an emergency report from the front line and led troops to rescue, saw the defeated Xiling coalition army, and couldn't help standing there stunned. His heart almost fell into a blank, feeling as if he was dreaming.

He never thought that the Xiling Allied Forces would be defeated so quickly and so thoroughly!
When they rushed to the battlefield, there were less than [-] remnants of the Xilin Allied Forces, who were originally in the tens of thousands, and a few wounded.

And the number is rapidly decreasing.

Looking at the bloody corpses and broken limbs all over the floor, Long Qing trembled all over, as if he felt the fear of death coming.

"Son of Guangming in Xiling, you are late!"

Tang swung the saber with one hand, and the aura of the saber swept across, beheading dozens of people on the spot. He turned his head to look at the Xiling reinforcements in the distance, with a smile on his face: "You Xiling people are the most hypocritical. Today I will use the saber in my hand to Kill a bright universe!"

"The remnants of the Demon Sect, cultivated wildly!"

Not far from Longqing, Qunima Di held her staff tightly in both hands, stared at Tang with cold and resentment, and shouted: "Today, I will let you lackeys of the Hades see the real power of our Haotian Daomen!"

Tang's face was sinking like water, his gaze skipped over Qu Ni, and fell on Wei Guangming who was wearing a white robe beside him, and said lightly: "It's a great honor that I didn't expect the great priest of the Guangming Palace to come."

After Tang's words fell, his expression suddenly froze, and he vaguely sensed that two extremely powerful auras were approaching rapidly from the west.

Soon, a group of Southern Jin Jiange disciples holding long swords followed a carriage.

The person sitting in the car is Liu Bai, the Sword Saint dressed in white.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of ascetic monks appeared in the field of vision, and behind them was a strange carriage.

The carriage is not big, but it is made of fine steel from the carriage to the wheels, and there are many Buddhist mantras written on it. The carriage is pulled by sixteen horses, and the wheels sink into the frozen ground, which seems to be extremely heavy.

When the ascetic monks saw the carriage, they knelt down on both knees and saluted with their foreheads touching the ground, appearing extremely respectful and pious.

"Qi Nian, my apprentice!"

An old monk wearing a hat came out of the carriage, and the tin stick in his hand fell to the ground lightly. There was a crisp metal impact sound from the tip of the stick, and his tone was a little sad and angry.

This person is the first lecturer in the Xuankong Temple, the No. 1 Buddhist sect today, he has become a Buddha both physically and mentally, and is invulnerable to swords and guns. He is the "Buddha in the world".

(End of this chapter)