The first Buddha in history

"Thank you, fellow daoist, please."

As soon as Tian Yu finished speaking, a ray of light flew towards Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong flicked his fingers lightly, and the speed of the ray of light stopped immediately, and the next moment it turned into fragments of astigmatism and disappeared completely.

Tian Yu was not panicked, on the contrary, there was a hint of excitement on his face, "I have heard that Taoist Xie's Buddhism is boundless, and I have long wanted to try it."

Xie Zhenghong didn't answer, and looked at Tian Yu quietly, as if he wanted to see what she wanted to do.

Tian Yu smiled, "My concubine has made a mistake, and I once learned a demon dance. Please thank Daoyou for tasting it to see if it is true or not."

Wen Chunxiang raised his eyebrows, Tianmowu, isn't that the kind of spell that Mu Jinhui used?

Before Xie Zhenghong could say anything, Tian Yu's waist began to sway.

She didn't know when she had a lot of jewelry on her body, and when she shook, the bell rang, with a strange rhythm, like raindrops dripping on the bluestone board, one, one, and another.

The onlookers shook their heads and rubbed their eyes, feeling something was wrong.

Strange, why did Tian Yu suddenly become so many people?

Originally, there were only Tian Yu and Xie Zhenghong on the Mingxin Qiandeng stage, and the other contestants automatically avoided it.But now, there seem to be thousands of Tianyu on the stage, each in a different posture, either lying on the ground, swinging or spinning.

Xie Zhenghong let go of his spiritual sense, sensed the audience, and found that all these Tianyu were real?

"Fellow Daoist Xie is looking for a concubine?" Xie Zhenghong suddenly stretched out a bright wrist from behind, and touched Xie Zhenghong's neck as soon as he saw it.

Xie Zhenghong pointed back and poked towards that hand.

Just at this moment, that hand suddenly disappeared, attacking Xie Zhenghong from another direction.

At the same time, those "Tian Yu" on the field jumped closer and closer to Xie Zhenghong, and surrounded Xie Zhenghong's inner and outer layers.

A faint scent of flowers began to spread in the air, sweet and fragrant.

After smelling the fragrance of the flowers, who was still a little vigilant at first, his eyes suddenly became confused, and his expression was a little dizzy, did he show a little smirk.On the other hand, the city lords have already separated all the attacks with an enchantment, but they are very calm.

Surrounded by fragrance, beautiful women in feathers, singing and dancing.

The enchanting and beautiful appearance on the stage made many monks fans down there confused. They didn't know what time it was, but they didn't know that their current appearance had fallen into the eyes of other powerful monks.

"Tian Yu's Heavenly Demon Dance is really powerful." Ning Ruihan's eyes lit up and said, "With such a short distance and the influence of the fragrance of flowers, even if Xie Zhenghong is a Buddhist cultivator, he might not be able to control it."

Shen Potian didn't say a word, I'm afraid that this little thing can't thank fellow Taoist.

In the final analysis, the Heavenly Demon Dance is just to confuse people's hearts. It is a common method used by demon cultivators.With Xie Daoyou's determination, it's nothing at all.

Shen Potian felt at ease, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the Kyushu Demon Emperor.

hey?

The Demon Emperor of Kyushu is actually laughing?

Shen Potian almost thought he was wrong.However, when Wen Chunxiang cast his gaze over, he quickly lowered his head.

The devil's smile was scarier than when he was angry before.

"Thank you fellow daoist, what do you think of this dance?"

"Amitabha." Xie Zhenghong stood where he was, clasped his hands together, "Please forgive the poor monk for being rude."

As soon as the words fell, a layer of glazed light rose from Xie Zhenghong's body, forming a circular barrier, which continued to expand and spread towards the Mingxin Thousand Lampstand.

It was Wen Chunxiang who had taught Xie Zhenghong the Broken Jade Immortal Picture.

But it is different.

The original Fragmented Jade Immortal Picture was even more massive, with the brilliance and aura that almost competed with the heavens and the earth, but now when Xie Zhenghong used it, it looked plain and ordinary.This is not because it is not good at using it, but it has reached the realm of returning to nature.

The more advanced the cultivator is, the less likely he will make countless battles during the martial arts battle.

Among the great powers, what they are fighting for is such a first-line advantage and strong real energy. If you only care about the good-looking fighting skills, you will be distracted.Therefore, the more ordinary it seems, the more thrilling it is in fact.

The eyes of the ninety or so city lords in the audience were full of splendor, and they almost wanted to be taught by Xie Zhenghong!

Except for touching Tian Yu's avatar, this move of Broken Jade Immortal Figure didn't waste a single bit, and there wasn't even a trace of the spell brushing on the ground.Such precise strength and such excellent skills are really unheard of!

Tian Yu's expression was quite calm at first, but when the fairy picture continued to spread and touched her clones, a black air continued to emerge from those clones, and after a while, these figures disappeared like bubbles bursting not see.

Oops!

Tian Yu was anxious, and quickly took back the remaining avatars.This day Demon Dance has always been good for everything, and I don't want to run into an iron plate with Xie Zhenghong.To deal with Xie Zhenghong, I'm afraid we can't use simple methods.

She couldn't believe it, such a hundred-year-old doll could really do something!

Thinking of this, as soon as Tian Yu joined hands, many clones flickered and quickly joined together like afterimages.

They were divided into four people, front, back, left, and right, and each cast their supernatural powers to attack Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong raised his eyes, his thoughts moved slightly, and he slapped out with a horizontal hand. The next moment, Xie Zhenghong swam out like a fish, using his left and right hands respectively to exert magical powers, and tapped between the eyebrows of the two avatars.Those fingerprints looked like cinnabar between the eyebrows from a distance, but the "cinnabar" started to break from the forehead, spreading out various lines.

"It's good, it's good." Xie Zhenghong stabilized his figure again, and slowly looked at Tian Yu who was beside him.

Tian Yu spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the clones on the field exploded instantly, leaving no trace.

Following Tian Yu's mouthful of blood, the bewildered monks outside the venue also came to their senses, with shame on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​the Heavenly Demon Dance doesn't have much effect on the poor monk." Xie Zhenghong laughed softly.

"I underestimated you." Tian Yu wiped away the blood from her lips, and forced a smile, "Thank you, fellow daoist, don't worry, this is just the beginning."

After finishing speaking, Tian Yu reached out and wiped his middle finger, and a small bone flute appeared in his hand.

The bone flute was only less than half the size of Tian Yu's palm, so it was hard to notice without looking carefully.However, when Tian Yu took out the bone flute, Xie Zhenghong's brows could not help but tighten a little.

That bone flute... what exactly is it?

Shao Yiyuan on the side looked at the flute in Tian Yu's hand in surprise, and clenched his fist tightly.

That's it!

Shao Yiyuan stared closely at Tian Yu on the stage, as if he had made up his mind, with the help of his sleeves, he also took out a bone flute.

These two bone flutes are almost identical.

Tian Yu put the bone flute to his mouth and blew the first sound.

Woo--!

The bone flute let out a piercing scream that almost broke the sky.

The monks in the audience covered their ears one after another, but the voice lingered, piercing straight into their souls.

woo-woo-woo-

The sound is like the gust of wind blowing across the desert Gobi, with unrelenting ruthlessness and rage, imprinted straight into the depths of everyone's soul; it is also like the wailing of those demons in the ghost valley of the abyss, each sound is mixed with endless Resentment and callousness.

Shao Yiyuan put the bone flute in his hand to his mouth, and blew it again.

what----!

Immediately, the screams in the field increased several times. The monks watching were rolling on the ground in pain. Some of them were bleeding from their orifices, crying loudly while running away.

Soon, the monks who were onlookers off the field were all gone, and they were all scattered.

"Two against one?" Wen Chunxiang looked indifferently in Shao Yiyuan's direction, and grabbed the bone flute in his hand in an attempt to shatter it.

But Shao Yiyuan didn't seem to notice, and continued to play his flute.

Xie Zhenghong in the center of the field propped his forehead with one hand, staggered two steps, and broke out in a trace of cold sweat.

He was in the middle of the flute sounds of these two people, how could the impact he received be compared to other onlookers?

If the flute sounds heard by those onlookers were just a few tunes, then Xie Zhenghong heard countless tunes, which went straight to the soul, and even the Nascent Soul deep in the dantian was affected.

Just when Wen Chunxiang was about to crush the bone flute, Qiu Yiran and others in the arena stepped forward one after another and stood in front of Wen Chunxiang, blocking Wen Chunxiang's attack with flesh and blood.

Several other people had several bone spurs in their hands, and their figures were very fast, and they stabbed at Xie Zhenghong who was unable to move in the field without hesitation.

Wen Chunxiang's face changed drastically, "Little monk!"

Among these people, Shao Yiyuan was not the only one who wanted to deal with the little monk.

These contestants are all people who want to deal with the little monk!

Shao Yiyuan was just the one who came out to attract people's attention.

Wen Chunxiang was about to step forward, but Yu Ze at the side took out his sledgehammer and slammed it hard at Wen Chunxiang.

"Ants!"

Wen Chunxiang's eyes were red, and a beam of devilish energy rushed in front of Yu Ze, broke his body, and sucked out his Nascent Soul.

Those monks who hadn't left gathered around one after another and stood in front of Wen Chunxiang.

The sudden change in the arena not only shocked Wen Chunxiang, but also shocked the 99 city lords outside the arena, and immediately stepped forward to drive these participating monks away.

"Disciple!"

The ancestor Heisha at the side seemed to have thought of something, and quickly shouted at Qiu Yiran at the side.

Qiu Yiran acted as if he didn't hear anything, and stabbed the bone spur in his hand towards Xie Zhenghong's left shoulder fiercely!

With a "poof", it sank into the flesh and blood.

Three days before the contest started.

Tian Yu and Qiu Yiran are discussing cooperation in the last competition.

If it is really a one-on-one fight, then the cooperation between the two of them may be broken, but at the same time, it also represents an opportunity.

There are only seven people participating in the big competition, and there is always a bye for one of them.

No one said that the one who loses will never have another chance to compete.At least if the two of them had agreed in advance, if they faced each other during the competition, they would not harm each other's life.

Tian Yu understands very well the character of Patriarch Heisha who wants to offend me, and I will pay back a hundred times. If his precious apprentice really dies in her hands, it will be difficult to handle at that time.

"Hey, where is Qiu Yiran?" Tian Yu was in a daze, and Qiu Yiran disappeared in front of him.

"Are you looking for him?"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from behind.

Tian Yu turned her head, only to see a bony finger poking her head.

"Why, are you still thinking about it?"

"me……"

"The phantom map on your body was only delayed by Wen Chunxiang for a while. There is nothing on your body that is worthy of his help. If you are willing to help me, at least you won't die in Wen Chunxiang's hands."

"it is good!"

……

"Go away!"

Wen Chunxiang yelled, stretched out his hand and grabbed a monk standing in front of him, and threw it forward. The monk instantly turned into thousands of bloody waters, and turned into crimson flames. Surrounded the field.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Taoist Liuren stepped forward quickly and ran in front of Ji Xie, "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, there is a change in the arena!"

Ji Xie reached out his hand to stop Taoist Liuren, with a smile on his face, and pointed to the sky, "No hurry, look."

Countless black smoke descended from the sky, and out of each puff of black smoke came a black-clothed monk wearing a cloak, with no visible figure.

Taoist Liuren was sweating profusely.

These black-clothed monks, are each of them a cultivation base in the Transcending Tribulation Period?

How can it be!

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, what is this..."

"Devil Emperor, who are you calling?" Ji Xie turned his head to look at Taoist Liuren, his eyes showing a bit of sneer.

"You, you are not..."

"Hahahaha!"

"Ji Xie" looked up and laughed.

"Clear the turbidity of heaven and earth, and cut the common people with one sword."

"Ji Xie" said with a smile, the whole figure suddenly disappeared in place, turned into a white long sword, and flew towards the little magic palace outside the sky with a "swoosh".

Taoist Liuren turned pale, turned to look at the other city lords, and shouted loudly.

"go!"

The other city lords fled quickly one by one, but those monks in black cloaks rushed in front of these city lords at some point, revealing a pair of bones and withered hands.

"what!"

"What is this?"

The wailing of several city lords came.

"Go!" Ning Ruihan grabbed Shen Potian's shoulder, carefully avoiding a black-clothed monk, and hurried away with Shen Potian.

"What's going on here?" Shen Potian was dazed by the series of moments, and didn't understand what happened on the field at all.He saw Xie Zhenghong being besieged by those people, and was about to step forward to help, but Ning Ruihan suppressed him.

"That's not our Demon Emperor." Ning Ruihan's expression was almost gloomy, and he almost crushed Shen Potian's shoulder.

"From the very beginning, the Demon Emperor has never retreated from the small Demon Palace." Ning Ruihan's face was pale, and he said every word, "That is a sword spirit that cuts the common people, and it perfectly imitated the actions of His Majesty the Demon Emperor , it is looking for food!"

It may have reached an agreement with those skeletons to cooperate with them in such a scene.

No one knows how to imitate the Demon Emperor Ji Xie better than the sword spirit who cuts the common people?

It no longer satisfies pure mortal flesh and blood a thousand years ago, and blood sacrifice to a small world can only make it peaceful for hundreds of years.

Now, the cultivators in the Little Demon Realm have grown up one by one, and their blood energy cultivation is several times that of the outside world, so how can it not arouse its covetousness?

"We are not qualified to participate in this fight." Ning Ruihan knocked Shen Potian unconscious with a palm, sacrificed an escape method, and quickly flew towards the direction of the teleportation formation in the Little Demon Realm.

"Break it!" Ning Ruihan was about to fly out of Liuren City, but found that Liuren City was tightly surrounded by countless sword qi, so he had no choice but to throw a magic weapon that was once rewarded by the Demon Emperor towards the sword qi barrier.

The sword energy barrier sensed the lingering breath of the magic weapon, and quickly opened a hole to let Ning Ruihan leave.

The rest of the confidant city masters who had been rewarded by Ji Xie also left without stopping, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after fleeing Liuren City for a week.

"Slash the common people with one sword." These city lords raised their heads and looked in the direction of Liuren City. The Little Demon Palace was already in the middle of Liuren City at some point.

The flesh and blood of those monks and city lords killed by the monks in black cloaks turned into streaks of bright red blood, continuously gathering towards the bottom of the Little Demon Palace.

"City Master Liuren, what's going on?" The surviving masters couldn't help glaring at City Master Liuren.

Almost all the monks who came to participate in the onlooker competition were trapped in this small Liuren city.

The bright red blood energy kept gathering towards the little devil's palace, and that appearance and posture were even more terrifying than the bloody light that was created earlier.

"...Perhaps His Majesty the Demon Emperor has never left the customs." City Master Liu Ren showed a wry smile on his face, "The Demon Sword has a spirit, it planned such a plan by itself, and afterwards pushed all the responsibilities to those monks in black cloaks. "

"Little Demon Realm is just the fattest piece of meat in the eyes of the sword spirit who cuts the common people!"

Wen Chunxiang felt that he could smell a trace of blood coming from the little monk.

The devilish energy on his body passed through these monks in black cloaks, but had little effect.

Most of the demonic energy in Wen Chunxiang's body is devouring and destroying, and it can suck the flesh and blood of monks and Nascent Souls.

But these white bone skeletons don't have any flesh and blood to suck at all, so the power of the devil energy in Wen Chunxiang's body is naturally greatly reduced.

"Bastard!"

These people came prepared.

Wen Chunxiang was anxious, but tried his best to comfort himself to calm down.

Since magic and Taoism can't stop these things, it's better to try Buddhism and Taoism.

Wen Chunxiang chanted the six-character mantra "Om, well, eh, ba, me, hum". Six huge golden characters continued to emerge from behind him, and the Sanskrit sound fell from the sky, almost suppressing the wailing on the field .

The golden characters kept spinning and attacked those monks in black cloaks, and quickly eroded their cloaks, revealing bones with different postures.

These bones were rotten and almost melted, supported by various wooden sticks and spirit swords, they barely took human form.

"These... are all made of the dregs left by those monks who failed to cross the catastrophe for thousands of years." An old voice gradually sounded, and soon appeared on the Mingxin Qiandengstand.

"Wen Chunxiang, this is specially found for you. After they use it up once, it will have no effect. You can destroy them as much as you want." The cloaked monk laughed loudly, "What do you think Ji Xie will do with you?" I cooperate? Because he is not at all, he is just a sword spirit firmly suppressed by Ji Xie, a counterfeit who came out to strengthen himself when Ji Xie retreated and attacked!"

"It is afraid that I will tell Ji Xie, so it cooperates with me." The monk in the cloak looked very excited, "It's useless for you to be full of demonic energy, but you don't know the truth that soldiers are not tired of deceit. It's just a small jar of Baihua wine that will kill you I was tricked."

"Xie Zhenghong's incense and his own luck will belong to me today." After speaking, the monk in the cloak separated the competing monks surrounding Xie Zhenghong with one hand, and reached out to grab the stabbed man covered in blood. Xie Zhenghong.

"I found the poison of the East China Sea. I took the blood of countless fetuses and resentful spirits to refine the poison. I rubbed it on this bone spur. The deeper your Dharma is, the more painful it will be!"

The monk in the cloak laughed loudly, and a pair of withered hands had already touched Xie Zhenghong's chest.

Xie Zhenghong suddenly opened his eyes and disappeared in place in an instant.

The cloaked monk was taken aback, "Space?"

He turned his head in surprise, and saw that Xie Zhenghong, who was supposed to be dying, leaned on Wen Chunxiang's shoulder, swallowed several pills, and his blue face instantly improved a lot.

How can it be?

According to his understanding of Buddhist cultivation, it is impossible for him to stand up after being poisoned on his bone spurs.

"It's the Yuquan space." When Xie Zhenghong was about to be stabbed by those monks' bone spurs, he hid in the Yuquan space in time. Although he was also stabbed by the bone spurs, it only pierced some skin.The blood on Xie Zhenghong's body was due to Xie Zhenghong wrapping his flesh and blood with spiritual power decisively in order to prevent the spread of the poison, and digging out the poison together with the flesh and blood to stain his clothes red.

Wen Chunxiang grabbed Xie Zhenghong's hand distressedly, looking at the man in the cloak with eyes that could kill people.

"I guarantee that I will definitely crush you to ashes."

"Ex...Senior, be careful." Although Xie Zhenghong stopped the loss in time, those toxins still affected him a lot.If he hadn't hid in the space in time when he was in a panic, he might have been caught by that person at this moment, becoming a hostage who strengthened the monk himself and threatened Wen Chunxiang.

It is rare for Xie Zhenghong to be in such a powerless state. The monk in the cloak seems to know Buddhist cultivators very well. This toxin is of no use to other monks, or to demon cultivators. Only for Buddhist cultivators, it is almost a disaster.

The monk in the cloak was silent, and took the initiative to take off the cloak on himself after a long silence.

There is still a skeleton under the cloak, but it is different.

As soon as the skeleton saw the sun, the flesh and blood on its body plumped up automatically, and it soon turned into a young man who talked and laughed.

Wen Chunxiang's eyes tightened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"How...how could it be you?"

"Why not me?" The young man looked at Wen Chunxiang with a smile, "Back then we said goodbye in the elder brother's cave, roughly speaking, we have not seen each other for nearly ten thousand years. Wen Chunxiang, have you forgotten How did my brother and I pick you up from the ground?"