Eternal Gate

Hum!

The ink knife fell, and Tang Hao half kneeled to the ground.

The elders on the scene could see that Mo Dao did not use his full strength, otherwise, Tang Hao was afraid that he might be hacked.

"I lost."

Tang Hao laughed at himself. They were all evildoers. He and Mo Dao were not at the same level.

This is the last one.

The subsequent resurrection matches have no meaning at all. The losers such as Mu Qinghan, Tang Hao, Man Teng, Youlan, and Qing Yao have all used the chance to resurrect. In this way, only Chu Wushuang is left. Opponents will advance directly.

"Ji Hen, Chu Wushuang, Mo Dao, Liu Ruyue, Hanxue, Wunian, Prajna, come to the stage to draw lots." Wu Xuantong's words were quite loud. He used to be the elite of the elite, and now the remaining seven , It should be the evildoer among the evildoers. When calling the name, he also glanced at Ji Hen. This little Wuxiu in the true spirit realm actually reached the semi-finals. Looking at the history of the Tianzong, this should be the first one, no matter if it stops. In the first few games, Ji Hen...will be a legend.

In the realm of true spirits, this one should be the strongest.

"Brothers and sisters give face." This would be Zhao Yun's answer.

Regardless of luck or strength, he came up, and he was one step closer to Xing Shen Dan.

Seven people shouted, and only six came on stage.

Chu Wushuang is still the most arrogant one in the audience.

"Get used to it." Wu Xuantong muttered in his heart.

"Get used to it." Zhao Yun, who came to the stage to draw lots, also said this.

Seven jade plaques were quickly hung on the wall. It was clear at a glance who the opponent was: Liu Ruyue by turns, Ji Hen with Prajna, Xiao Wunian with Chu Wushuang, Mo Dao with Hanxue.

"This time you win again, the old man will give your last name." Chen Xuan yelled, bluffing, and the people present looked sideways, knowing that you in Chen Xuan's mouth refer to Ji Hen, because of that. It was terrible that Chen Xuan lost, not to mention his wife, the coffin was lost.

"This time you win again, I ate the table." Lao Xuanshan screamed.

"If you win again this time, I cut my younger brother."

Both Chen Xuan and Lao Xuanshan are in pediatrics, and this one is ruthless next.

It's the kind of manteng, still covered the quilt and put it on the fire, letting out a howling domineering voice.

"Visually, I can fry a plate." Su Yu measured Man Teng's height.

"It tastes better if it's roasted, with more cumin and chili." Sikong Jiannan also made a knife.

"A new sect big competition, how many talents have been exploded!" Too many elders sighed.

"A Ji Hen, how many people have been killed!" These words were also said by the elders.

"Why so many people... can't you think about it?" Qing Yao looked at Mr. Chen Xuan, and also at Mr. Xuanshan. In the end, he looked at the big man, how ruthless the Tianzong is, it is true. !

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, ignoring those old guys, just looking at Man Teng.

In a moment, he doesn't mind doing the knife himself and unloading that guy's younger brother.

"If you win this time, the old man will be bankrupt."

Wu Xuantong walked away with his hand, and when he passed by Zhao Yun, he still sighed.

The meaning in the words! It's still very obvious: it is necessary to lose a game. Let Lao Tzu go bankrupt, and see the sky at your window. It's so **** weird. I've been planted with you several times.

Without thinking of them, they have all stepped down.

On the stage, only Zhao Yun and Prajna were left.

"Up to three rounds."

"No! Ji Hen can fight Man Teng for so long, but it can't last three rounds."

"It also depends on who you are fighting with. Prajna's mind is very strong."

Before the war started, I heard the discussion below, and most of them were guessing the battle. It was really not optimistic about Ji Hen as always. In the eyes of most people, a sea of ​​thought power was taken away by Ji Hen.

Not to mention other people, even Yunyan and others think so.

"Little brother, be careful of Buddhist thoughts." Mu Qinghan reminded.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, and stood opposite Prajna, one like a monument and the other as ethereal.

"You...you are not my opponent, step down!" Prajna smiled softly.

"I have something, I wanted to ask Senior Sister very early." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"But it doesn't matter."

"The Buddhists have a saying, save a life, and win a seventh-level Buddha; that kills a life... how many hells should be descended." Zhao Yun said flatly, his eyes were not waved, and he looked at Prajna without squinting.

Upon hearing it, Prajna frowned slightly.

Hearing that, the people in the audience were also inexplicable, and it was strange just because of this problem.

"The evil demon, put down the butcher knife, really become a Buddha?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Buddha...compassionate." Prajna smiled peacefully.

"What a Buddhist, and a compassionate one." Zhao Yun smiled with a touch of unspeakable irony. This Buddhist believer would not have thought that Wang Yang, whom she saved, would have become a great demon early in order to absorb it. The creatures blessed the magic, and I don't know how many people were buried under his butcher knife.

"Junior, if you have something, you might as well say it straight." Prajna smiled.

"It's useless to talk more, fight." Zhao Yun drank sonorously, his true essence tumbling.

Hey!

Prajna sighed, seemingly compassionate.

As she sighed, it resounded once again like the Buddha's sound of Hong Zhong and Dalü, still a great compassion curse.

Without a word, Zhao Yun walked step by step.

He is listening to the Buddhist sound, listening to the so-called compassion.

"The Great Compassion Curse is not effective on him?" Many people raised their eyebrows and looked surprised.

"It shouldn't be!"

People who had fought against Prajna, including Mu Qinghan, all showed a different color. The Great Compassion Curse was so strong, and with its own irresistible magic power, that the Xuanyang-level spirit couldn't hold it, let alone the true spirit-level.

But, looking at Ji Hen's expression, nothing happened.

Prajna frowned, and the Great Compassion Mantra was blessed with the Cleansing World Mantra. The entire battle platform was filled with Buddha's light, and there was a resplendent Buddha character, intertwined and portrayed, and the vigorous Buddha sound filled the audience.

Well...!

The disciples with weak background all snorted, their faces pale.

It is better to listen less to Buddhist mantras. If you listen to more, you will be confused and even be reduced to it. Someone who has experienced it will know the pros and cons. To put it bluntly, it is better not to get involved with the Buddha.

Look at Zhao Yun, although his steps are slow, he didn't stop.

The Great Compassion Curse plus the Purifying World Curse is indeed strong enough, but it depends on who it is used for. He has a martial soul, which can be carried hard, even if he does not cultivate a martial soul, he can still break the Buddhist curse.

"What freak."

"Aftermath is so strong, there is nothing wrong with him."

"Weird."

There was a strange sound below, and I didn't understand the reason.

Even the many elders collectively stroke their beards, their eyes full of gloom, and only a real spiritual realm, they can withstand the two spells. How is this done, and their spiritual power is so capable?

"How is it possible." Prajna whispered, frowning again.

With a touch of doubt, she blessed another kind of curse: the Buddhist curse of destroying the world.

This incantation is extremely powerful, blending with the Jingshi incantation and the Great Compassion incantation, and has a sense of killing. On the battle stage, the Buddha's light is brighter, and the Buddha's words all seem to be faintly beating.

"Three spells." Everyone in the audience trembled.

It is the first time that Prajna has come out of the three mantras since Xinzong Grand Competition.

Looking at Zhao Yun again, he was still calm and calm, from beginning to end, he looked like a okay person. In this way, everyone in the audience was shocked and shocked. Three spells! It was invalid for that product.

"But there are more." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"What freak." The prajna, whose mind was as calm as water, showed a touch of surprise.

broken!

It was Zhao Yun's sonorous word that responded to Prajna.

This word resonates with Wuhun, and the mouth comes with Dragon Yin, which is also overbearing.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light collapsed, and the intertwined Buddhist sounds of the three mantras also disappeared because of this word.

"This..." The audience was shocked.

"What a strong sound wave."

Even Yueling, Mo Dao and Liu Ruyue's evildoers... all frowned.

Break three curses in one word.

Of the same generation, I am afraid that no one except Chu Wushuang can do it!

"How can the true spirit realm have such a strong mental power?" Dan Xuan's eyes narrowed for a moment.

The secret method of sound waves is directly related to spiritual power.

High spiritual level, the sonic secret technique used... also strong.

But Ji Hen, there is only the real spiritual realm!

But Prajna is in the Xuanyang realm, and it is a non-ordinary Xuanyang realm. Three curses come out at once, and one word is broken. How can this be possible? Is it possible that the spirit of the true spirit realm is stronger than the Xuanyang realm?

"Good boy." Linglong sighed, "I really underestimated you."

"This...how it was done." As a master, Yunyan felt a little dazed.

"The fruit is a monster."

Prajna murmured, flicked his sleeves, and swayed a piece of Buddha light.

The light of Buddha is insubstantial, it is a sea of ​​thought, and it carries the sound of the Buddha in harmony.

Zhao Yun was overwhelmed for an instant.

Few people could see him, and he was concealed by the light and power of thought.

boom! boom! boom!

In the ocean of mind power, there are more bangs, slow and rhythmic. Listen carefully, and you will realize that it is the sound of people walking. Maybe the steps are too heavy, or the body is too heavy, and every step is stepped on. The battle platform banged like a big bell.

"Then kid, go ahead!" Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows.

He is in the Ksitigarbha realm, and he can see through the ocean of thought power. Because he can see through it, he is quite surprised, only because the person named Ji Hen, in the sea of ​​thought power, is like entering an unmanned land, and his steps have not stopped. No matter how Ren Nianli rolls, it is difficult to corrode his body, and it is even harder to stop his steps.

"It's so dazzling." Su Yu swallowed sharply.

The people on the side of Zhou are basically the same, and even Man Teng stares roundly.

The ocean of thought power! When they entered, they couldn't even stand still, and they couldn't shake Ji Hen. How strong this background, how firm their mind, could they ignore the Buddhist thought power.

The most puzzled... is Mu Qinghan.

Previously, she had also been submerged by the sea of ​​thought power.

Just as Su Yu and the others thought, entering the ocean of thought power, they couldn't even stand firmly, and their true essence and blood would be obliterated by thought power, but now, Ji Hen was in it, but nothing happened.

She looked at Yunyan, hoping the master would give a reasonable explanation.

Don't ask, am I also covered?

Looking at Yunyan's expression, he made these words very clear.

"All laws are not invaded?"

Mo Dao, Han Xue, and Liu Ruyue’s evildoers confided these words at the same time,

Haughty as Chu Wushuang, she opened her eyes for a moment, but after only a moment, they closed again. It was just a sea of ​​thoughts, no big deal. She went in and ignored it.

The most shocking... is the Prajna.

For many years, when the sea of ​​thought power came out, few people of the same rank could rival.

This time, it was useless to the previous true spirit realm, and it became a decoration.

How did he do it.