I have an altar of luck

And the fighting spirit is even stronger!

Magic weapons and Buddha treasures, phantom sword lights, physical body collisions...

In just a short moment, the confrontation between the two sides has intensified to the extreme, and the two sides have fought dozens of times every breath, like thunder roaring.

And as the fight continued, Chen Yuan's strength was slowly improving.

From being slightly inferior at the beginning, to now having a slight advantage.

Don't underestimate this small trace, it means that the balance of victory is tilting towards Chen Yuan, which means that it is stronger to kill Chen Yuan with life and death.

Xuan Ming's face gradually became gloomy, and he no longer looked calm and indifferent before.

"boom!!!"

With another blow, Xuan Ming's mouth overflowed with a trace of bright red, and he was thrown back hundreds of meters. The white monk robe on his body was stained red with blood.

Of course, Chen Yuan didn't feel too well either.

Although there was no blood spilled, the qi and blood in the body were churning, as if they had been stirred up.

His left shoulder was a little sunken, the injury caused by Xuan Ming's punch at that time.

"Chen benefactor has good means, no wonder he was able to reverse the master, the poor monk admires him."

Regardless of other things, if only in terms of strength, Xuan Ming does have some admiration for Chen Yuan now.

Because the other party was tied with him even when his physical body and cultivation base were not as good as him, and he even had a slight upper hand, if the other party also reached the peak of Tongxuan.

I'm afraid he will lose today.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's use all other means together, otherwise... there will be no chance." Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, that poor monk will make it easier for Your Excellency to decide the outcome with one blow."

"No, it's about life and death. Today, you and I will decide between life and death!"

The Emperor Butcher's Knife hangs in the void, yes, Chen Yuan is about to use his real trump card.

"Amitabha, the crime of killing a benefactor is too serious. Today, a poor monk will suppress you. You must know that Buddhism not only has the compassion of Bodhisattvas, but also has the wrath of Vajra!"

Xuan Ming made a move with one hand, and eighteen Buddhist beads were shattered at the same time.

Debris floated in the void, and drops of golden blood essence fused with it, and a monstrous Buddha palm condensed in the void, like a real Buddha descending into the world.

"The Great Sun Tathagata!"

The magnificent Buddha sound resounds.

"Dragon Transformation."

At this moment, Chen Yuan no longer concealed it, the dragon soul within the Emperor Butcher Knife roared out, hovering above Chen Yuan's head, and streams of Qi and blood poured into the body of the dragon soul, making it solidify.

Putting the blood bodhi into his mouth, Chen Yuan's eyes were full of madness.

"kill!"

"town!"

The two shouted at the same time, the dragon roared, and the Buddha's light shined through the world.

The light shone for a thousand meters, covering both Chen Yuan and Xuan Ming.

The violent roar exploded, and a large pit with a length of tens of feet was formed on the ground.

At the central point where the two fought, the void was pierced, and waves continued...

……

……

Leaning on the knife, Chen Yuan gasped for breath, his breath was a little sluggish, but fortunately he still had some strength, and his blood was not drained, all thanks to Jiang He's guidance.

Under the guidance of Gao Sijian, Jiang He could see its shortcomings at a glance, and pointed out its weaknesses and omissions. Otherwise, Chen Yuan might still stand for a long time like last time before he could move a little.

now.

Only Chen Yuan was left standing, Xuan Ming had already fallen from the void, and his life and death were unknown.

The Buddha's palm was directly blasted away by the dragon soul.

"I will send you to the west when I say that I will send you to the west. Chen never lies." Chen Yuan said, looking down at the lifeless charred body on the ground.

"Buzzing..."

Suddenly, at the moment Chen Yuan spoke.

The golden alms bowl beside Xuan Ming suddenly became full of Buddha's light, covering it.

Chen Yuan's eyes were fixed, and he immediately grasped the sword talisman, ready to give the opponent a kill.

He will not give the other party time to recover, otherwise with his current state, he will definitely lose.

Before Chen Yuan could make a move, an illusory old monk emerged from Xuan Ming's body, clasped his hands together and said to Chen Yuan:

"Thank you, Master Chen, for your help."

"The master is Xuan Ming's previous life?"

Thinking of the rumors, Chen Yuan couldn't help frowning.

"Reincarnation...hehe, it's okay to say so, but the poor monk is about to completely merge with it now. From then on, I will be him, and he will be me. I would like to thank Donor Chen.

Come to think of it... the opportunity that eminent monk mentioned should refer to this battle. "

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't say much.

The old monk in white glanced at Xuan Ming, whose body was scorched black on the ground, and said with a smile:

"Chen Benefactor, you and I will meet again in the Immortal Battle, then... Xuan Ming will compete with Your Excellency again."

After finishing speaking, he took a meaningful look at the small hill not far away, and seemed to see the swaying divine lotus. Then, the old monk merged with the golden bowl and blasted away the void of the secret place. a channel.

Carrying Xuanming's physical body through the air, he went away.

Only Chen Yuan remained in place.

He didn't stop him, firstly because he couldn't figure out the opponent's background, and secondly, he didn't have much strength now, except for that sword talisman, it seemed...

There is no other way.

Furthermore, Xuan Ming has actually fallen this time...

Chapter 384 A divine lotus seed altar!

Although the other party didn't say it clearly, they could always guess something.

He basically felt very clearly that Xuan Ming had no life in his body, and he definitely fell under the blow of "Hualong".

At most, there is still a trace of spirit still alive.

And the appearance of that old monk, combined with what he said, all prove that Xuan Ming died, and when he is resurrected again, it should be the soul fused with the old monk.

It can be said that he is Xuan Ming, and it can also be said that he is not Xuan Ming.

Reincarnation, to put it simply.

actually not.

It is equivalent to a brand new soul, what is the difference between this and falling?

Of course, we can't be sure now, but when we see Xuan Ming next time, we will almost know the general idea, and it doesn't have much to do with him.

The opponent doesn't have the luck he needs, so it doesn't matter whether he dies or not.

He let out a long breath, no matter what, Xuan Ming, his formidable enemy, had left, and he could safely collect the Huashen Lotus. With this thing, he was confident that he would raise his cultivation to the peak of Tongxuan in a short time.

With his current ability to defeat and even kill Xuanming in the late stage of Tongxuan, when he is promoted to the peak of Tongxuan, and then participates in the Ascension to Immortal Battle, he will have no worries.

After sitting cross-legged on the spot for half an hour, Chen Yuan's injuries recovered a lot.

Right now, he has the power to fight.

Although Jiang He's guidance made it possible for Chen Yuan not to suffer such a big backlash when he used the move of 'Turning the Dragon', but consumption is inevitable.

Most of the energy and blood in the whole body are consumed, and there is no time to replenish it in a short time.

If it weren't for the spiritual beings like Xuebodhi, he wouldn't be able to recover after practicing for another three hours.

As for the blood bodhi in his hand, there are only a few left now.

It's a pity, if the Tangshan Buddha can enter at any time, he really wants to take the risk and go in again to see if he can get some more blood bodhi.

Standing up, the Emperor Butcher's knife was sheathed.

Chen Yuan looked at the small hill in the front left, and stepped forward.

……

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inside the cave.

Chen Yuan's eyes were full of inspiration, and he walked up the steps step by step.

The Transforming God Lotus in the pool swayed slightly without wind, exuding a powerful spiritual force all over.

Looking at the lotus in front of him, he could feel his spirituality growing just by getting closer and taking a light breath. It is indeed a rare spiritual thing that can act on the real Huayang.

With a flicker of eyes, Chen Yuan didn't rush to take Huashenlian, but protected himself with Gang Qi, and said lightly:

"Senior hasn't shown up yet?"

There was silence in the cave, without any response, as if Chen Yuan was talking to himself.

But is it so?

of course not.

As early as when he first entered the cave and opened his sky eyes, he found that there was a black energy surrounding the God Transformation Lotus filled with blue light, but he didn't show it at that time.

Xuan Ming was not even alarmed.

He didn't want anyone to spoil their fight.

Thinking about it again, the old monk in Xuanming's previous life looked back and glanced at the direction of the divine lotus, and he must have discovered something.

From this, he thought of another saying about Huashenlian in Qiwen Yizhi.

It is said that the Huashen lotus, also known as the Yangshen lotus, can not only strengthen the primordial spirit, but also nourish the soul. If the body is destroyed, the warrior can continue to survive in the Yangshen lotus.

As for this secret realm, the biggest legend is the place where the immortal Huayang fell more than a hundred years ago.

Let me ask, with so many doubts, how can Chen Yuan, who has always been suspicious, be suspicious?

Seeing that no one responded, Chen Yuan held the Emperor Butcher Knife:

"Since senior doesn't want to show up, I have no choice but to collect the Huashenlian and send senior on the road."

A murderous air began to pervade.

On the Emperor Butcher's Knife, traces of fierceness dissipated.

"Little friend, why are you so hostile?"

Suddenly, a somewhat hoarse old man's voice came from Huashenlian.

Chen Yuan looked directly at the other party and said with a smile:

"Warrior warrior, how can there be no fierceness?"

"It's true. The old man has a panoramic view of the little friend who showed his power before. It is true that each generation is stronger than the next generation. Dare I ask you, is the young friend number one on the current Qianlong list?"

"Don't dare, Chen can only be ranked fourth."

"Oh?"

The voice in Huashenlian was a little suspicious, and couldn't help saying:

"With the strength of my little friend, you can only be ranked fourth in the potential list? There is no age in the mountains. The world has been around for thousands of years, and each generation is stronger than the next generation. Which emperor is the Jin now?"

"Jingtai."

"It seems that the old man has indeed been asleep for too long, and it has passed for so long." The voice was a little melancholy.

"Is senior the rumored real Huayang who fell to Mengze Mountain?"