Eternal Gate

"That stuff... won again."

With such words, the first scene came to an end.

Xiao Wuxiu, who came through the back door, showed the world a wave of smashing secrets. He is not a waste material. He is definitely a wizard. He also abstained in the first round. It seems that he has not lost!

No one underestimated him.

Except for those evildoers, he didn't dare to underestimate him.

"Prajna, Mu Qinghan, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong reacted for a long time and glanced at Zhao Yun before he started calling.

Because of this, the gazes of the spectators were temporarily retracted from Zhao Yun. They all looked at the battlefield. The real drama has begun. The next battle, pick out two at random, are both enchanting level, the ratio of enchanting to enchanting Fighting battle is the finale of Xinzong Grand Competition, and Ji Hen has put together a very good opening remark, and the next scene must be more exciting.

The Buddha sounded loudly, and the prajna fell gracefully.

She is full of Buddha's light, solemn and graceful, she looks like a female bodhisattva at first glance.

Every time they saw him, the male disciples felt regretful. Such a beautiful person entered the Buddhist school. He had no distracting thoughts and seven passions and desires. For the rest of his life, he would die alone.

What a waste of resources!

Opposite, Mu Qinghan stepped onto the stage.

She knew that she would stop at this one, and could not fight the Heavenly Spirit Body, and could not fight the Buddhist Prajna. She was not ashamed of defeat, and she was able to get here, the ranking was worthy of her strength.

"open."

Mu Qinghan screamed in his heart and directly opened the forbidden law.

Her aura has climbed to the peak all the way, her true combat power is fully deployed, and she doesn't need to hide and tangle against the Buddha's Prajna. You need to use the strongest combat power to be qualified to compete with one.

"It's beautiful." The spectators blinked.

Indeed, the beauty of Mu Qinghan at this moment is dreamlike and illusion, blind all over the body, brilliant and colorful, like a fairy in the cloud, reflecting the dream, her clothes are not stained with dust, and she also has proud capital.

"Unable to fight." Zhao Yun gave such a judgment.

Even if Mu Qinghan was fully equipped, he could not beat the Buddhist Prajna.

It's not that Mu Qinghan is too weak, it's that the Prajna is too strong, the Buddhists are too weird, and only a great compassion curse, few people can hold it, if he hadn't had a martial spirit to resist, it would be uncomfortable to face the Prajna.

Speaking of the Great Compassion Mantra, the Great Compassion Mantra sounded.

Prajna stands lightly, and she sees the Buddha character all around her body. She stands in it, like a female bodhisattva, and the sound of the Buddha, like Hongzhong Dalu, peaceful and solemn, with a terrible magic power.

"I go."

Hearing the sound of Buddha, Sikong Jiannan barked his teeth.

Zhaoxue and Ziyan, who were beside them, didn't look pretty either.

In other words, the disciples present, as long as those with weak background, are irritated by the sound of the Buddha, ignoring the hearing shield, and coming straight into their minds, like a nightmare or a curse, they can't be erased.

This is just Yu Wei.

One can imagine what kind of pressure Mu Qinghan was on the stage.

"What a terrible Buddhist sound." Mu Qinghan frowned slightly, and the pain between his eyebrows was hard to hide.

"Abandon distracting thoughts and stick to the heart." Zhao Yun reminded.

There is no need for him to say that Mu Qinghan also did this. However, the foundation of Taoism is not enough, and it is difficult to defeat the Great Compassion Curse. Not everyone is like Zhao Yun. There is a martial soul to carry it. The Great Compassion Curse is far beyond her spiritual level.

Whoosh!

Mu Qinghan stubbornly held up the Buddha's sound and patted it in the air.

Prajna didn't say a word, only flicking his sleeves, a piece of Buddha light swayed, and a sea of ​​Buddha light shining, Mu Qinghan, who had just killed him, was drowned in a flash, and his whole body was wiped out a lot.

"The weird water escapes the ocean." Too many people were surprised.

"That's not Shui Dun." Dan Xuan stroked his beard, "That's the power of Buddhism."

"Nianli." Zhao Yun muttered.

He once heard the Moon God say that the Buddhists carry incense and are devoutly enshrined. In the dark, they will become a kind of power of faith, which is the legendary power of thought, invisible and invisible, but real. This is The quirks of Buddhism, the power of mind can be used for self-cultivation, and it can also be used for fighting. The incense is endless, and the power of mind is continuous, that is, the power is endless.

Zheng! boom! boom!

In the ocean of thought power, Mu Qinghan forcibly stabilized his figure, smashed into the ocean of thought power, sacrificed the Qinghan sword, chopped again and again, and frequently performed secret arts, or sword shadow, or palm print, or five elements escape method, thinking Breaking through the ocean, however, the ocean where the power of thought gathers is not a water escape. It basically hits the empty space. It cannot break open or escape, and is trapped in it.

"Use mental power."

Zhao Yun used his lips, thinking that Mu Qinghan could understand.

Mu Qinghan suddenly realized, as if he knew how to break the game.

She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened and closed again, and there was an aura of light in her eyes.

Not to mention, it's really useful, the sea of ​​thought power has really been torn open a crack.

Of course, before she could escape, Prajna had another radiance of Buddha, healed the overbearing cracks, and also blessed the ocean of thought power, and submerged Prajna for the second time. This time it was even stronger, and he could not split it with mental power.

The disciple held his breath.

More than 90% of the disciples had exhausted their eyesight, but could not see Mu Qinghan. They could only vaguely see the prototype of a person. Prajna's thoughts were too strong, which concealed Mu Qinghan and also blinded the sight of the spectators.. . There is only a peaceful Buddha light.

The disciples and elders with high vision can see clearly.

It is precisely because of seeing clearly that I continue to sigh.

The Buddhist family is very weird.

The illusory Buddha's light, wrapped in infinite power of thought, is not only peaceful, but also comes with its own killing. Mu Qinghan's vitality and blood are destroyed one by one. Over time, there is still the possibility of being saved.

"What a terrible Buddhist mind."

"Buddhist people are not normal people, this is too weird."

"It's Prajna is too strong."

Sighing and tucking tongues one after another, a piece of Buddha's light trapped Mu Qinghan. The two are obviously not the same level of evildoers. If even this game cannot be broken, Mu Qinghan will undoubtedly lose.

"Lost." Linglong lightly opened her lips.

Fairy Tao also saw clearly, Mu Qinghan's vitality had been wiped out.

Yun Yan took a deep breath, and Mu Qinghan had no chance of winning against the Buddhists.

"Lost." Zhao Yun murmured.

When he finished speaking, he saw Prajna flicking his sleeves.

She cast off the Great Compassion Curse, took away the Buddha's light, and also withdrew the power of thought.

At this point, the people in the audience saw Mu Qinghan, staggering with his sword. When he came to the stage, his body was still full of haze. At this moment, there was no trace of aura, his cheeks were pale and bloodless, and his blood was depressed to the extreme. Yuan was also wiped out and exhausted. In such a state, not to mention fighting, she couldn't even stand still, and a thought force knocked her into a trough.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun stepped onto the stage and held Mu Qinghan.

Immediately, a wisp of warm true essence poured into his body, and the senior sister was too weak.

"I'm ashamed of Zizhufeng." Mu Qinghan smiled tiredly, with guilt and self-deprecating in his smile. When he confronted Prajna, he didn't even survive a single move. Just thinking power defeated her.

"It's okay, there's me." Zhao Yun smiled.

Mu Qing can't fight Prajna, doesn't mean he can't fight either.