Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"Where are you going? The Secret of the Soldier!"

As soon as the Daotai Demon Seed appeared, Su Qi followed him like a shadow, turning into a faint afterimage, and the Sun Supreme Art blasted out.

In addition to the transformation of the Life and Death Art, the American group cultivated the Daotai Demon Seed and the Sun Supreme Art, which also underwent strange changes.

Although he is still a master now, his true energy is comparable to the Gang Qi.

"This Supreme Yang True Qi, Yin Shen Locks the Heart!"

Yi Qingluan's pretty face changed, and she keenly felt that there was a strange power in the Sun True Qi, which became extremely strange.

At the same time, the sense of danger came again, and the Supreme Secret Art of the Taiyin Supreme Art, 'Yin Shen' flew out and merged with the body.

At the same time, the slender hand spun, and the Taiyin Gang Qi swarmed, as if turning into a whirlpool in the sea, sucking and swallowing everything around.

The Swallowing Art of the Taiyin Supreme Art!

"Eh!"

The Swallowing Art was not unusual, but Yi Qingluan's 'Yin Shen' possessed him, and the Daotai Demon Seed pounced over him, absorbing only one tenth of the essence, spirit and spirit just now, which made Su Qi a little speechless.

Not only did he remember what Ouyang Shi said, the peerless mastery of the essence, spirit and spirit was somewhat innate to restrain this kind of Daotai Demon Seed.

Crackling, snapping——

The sun's true qi and the moon's qi collided, and the two different forces merged, instantly bursting into black lightning.

The three-story independent villa, under the bombardment of black lightning, the whole building kept shaking, cracks kept appearing, cement and stones splashed around, bringing out sharp air-breaking life, like bullets.

"Retreat!"

Sensing the power of black lightning, Huangfu Jing's face changed, and he immediately took the four great masters and flew back downstairs.

The Thirteen Saint Monks and the Six Extremes Immortals also changed their faces, but they remained motionless and as steady as a mountain.

Some stones flew towards the two people, and before they got close to their bodies, they shattered with a bang, turning into wisps of powder and falling.

"Crack!"

Another huge lightning fell, directly creating a huge crack in the three-story villa. Yi Qingluan flew out with a trace of blood on the corner of her lips, and her pretty face was surprised and suspicious: "Impossible, impossible, it's only been a short time, how can you have such skills."

A few months ago, she fought this little thief and crushed him all the way.

Now the situation is completely reversed, and he is the one who is being crushed. It is incredible and unacceptable.

You have to know that even if you are a genius, you are only a master in your early twenties.

Even if you become a peerless master, it takes decades of hard work to polish your energy before you can reach the top and laugh at the world.

This kid is too evil, comparable to the peerless geniuses of the four thousand-year-old families.

"Beautiful Yi, you can't stand this, I only used 50% of my strength!"

Su Qi stood still, roaring like thunder across the void, the Dao fetus demon seed returned to the body, and in mid-air, he pinched the seal with his hands, and under the secret combination of the word "dou", the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit returned to one, and a dark golden energy blasted out, like a big river rushing endlessly.

"There is such a strong true qi in the world!"

The thirteen holy monks and the six extreme real people were shocked, and their calm eyes flashed with surprise.

Even if a person is gifted, the meridians and acupoints are limited after all, and there is a limit to how much true qi can be contained.

Therefore, even if a person is a genius, his skills are limited to those of ordinary people.

But this kid has obviously broken this limit, and his true qi is unprecedentedly strong, far beyond their Gangqi.

This is simply incredible, could it be some special physique in the legend?

"Taiyin God-killing Art, Nether Palm!"

Yi Qingluan's beautiful eyes sank, and without hesitation, she performed the Taiyin God-killing Art, and immediately her whole body's Qi and Gang Qi surged.

The Taiyin Gang Qi swarmed and turned into a huge Gang Qi palm, slapping the golden torrent.

Crack--Boom!

The golden torrent and the Nether Palm collided, creating a huge black lightning, which directly split the three-story building into a huge crack. The whole staircase shook for a while, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Swoosh!

In the dust, the Thirteen Saint Monks and the Six Extremes Immortal flashed, flew backwards dozens of feet away, and landed on two treetops.

Puff!

Yi Qingluan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her body flew backwards like a rag doll, stopping ten feet away. After landing, her delicate body shook for a while, her pretty face was pale, and she was extremely surprised.

Even after using the method of destroying everything together, he was defeated by this little thief, and he was not hurt at all. It was simply unacceptable.

With the current strength of this little thief, it seems that if Senior Brother does not take action, he will not be able to avenge the secret door.

"Now it is 80% of strength!"

For a long time, facing peerless masters, he could only outsmart them. Now that he has defeated Yi Qingluan without using his full strength, Su Qi is very happy. He roars like thunder and moves like a shadow. The golden energy gathers into a big hand, which falls from the sky and hits Yi Qingluan, without a moment of mercy.

"Little thief!"

Yi Qingluan gritted her teeth, and a cold light flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes. She knew that she could not take this palm, but she was not worried.

"Come outHand!"

The goat beard of the Six Extremes Master trembled, and he glanced at his side from the corner of his eye.

"Little boy, let me subdue you!"

The treetops sank, and the Thirteenth Saint Monk smiled slightly, his white robe fluttering, flying across the sky, pushing forward with one hand, and a huge golden palm flew out, accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, like an immortal Buddha coming out to subdue the demons in the world.

Boom!

The golden and dark golden palms collided, as if a cannonball exploded out of thin air, countless sonic booms sounded, and visible air ripples spread around, the surrounding grass and trees were broken, the earth and rocks exploded, and dust flew everywhere.

"Hmm!"

The Thirteenth Saint Monk, who had originally looked calm, suddenly changed his expression, pushed three feet in the air, and then stabilized his body. His eyes were gloomy as water, and he said coldly: "Little boy, you do have some tricks, no wonder even Elder Yi was defeated by you. Let you try my Buddhist supreme magical power, the six-character mantra: Om Mani Padme..."

I thought that this kid would definitely consume a lot of power after defeating Yi Qingluan, so I could take the opportunity to defeat him and get a bargain.

But this move actually made him lose face.

However, fortunately, this kid defeated Yi Qingluan first, so he didn't look too bad, but he couldn't take it lightly.

So he immediately used the strongest secret mantra: the six-character mantra.

The six-character mantra, also known as the Heart Mantra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and the Six-Character Great Bright Mantra, contains the great power, great wisdom, and great compassion of the universe.

This mantra has incredible magical powers if it is recited for a long time.

"Well, it's interesting! "

The six-character mantra sounded like a huge bell, and turned into a series of Sanskrit sounds, like a compassionate immortal Buddha who wanted to save all living beings in the sea of ​​suffering. Su Qi felt his mind change, and an illusion appeared in front of him. A golden Buddha appeared in the sky, and Sanskrit sounds came from the sky:

Foolish child, don't you understand?

All the suffering in the world comes from the heart of fighting.

Letting go of self-attachment can stop the suffering of mutation and degeneration; letting go of jealousy can eliminate the heart of fighting; letting go of greed can stop the disasters of birth, aging, illness, death and poverty...

The Sanskrit sounds came in waves, the golden Buddha talked about Buddhism, and golden flowers fell from the sky, like a sky full of flowers, which made people intoxicated.

For a moment, Su Qi felt that his fighting spirit was greatly reduced, and he wanted to let go of everything and return to the Buddha. Door, away from the thoughts of worldly disputes.

Life is only a hundred years, even if you fight for the world, what can you do? You can't bring anything with you when you are born, and you can't take anything with you when you die. After a hundred years, you are just a handful of yellow earth.

"Om Mani Padme..."

Seeing Su Qi infatuated, he gradually closed his eyes. The Thirteenth Saint Monk looked proud, as if he had expected it. He kept chanting the six mantras in his mouth, and instantly rushed forward, with a golden palm, containing infinite power.

But Su Qi was unaware and let the palm fall.

Ding!

The palm fell on Su Qi's head, and immediately there was a sound of golden swords clashing. Su Qi, who had his eyes closed, immediately opened his eyes wide, a trace of blood oozed from the corners of his lips, and his body staggered, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Uh! "

It seemed that he had not expected that the boy would not resist in the end, and he just let him slap him. The Thirteenth Saint Monk was a little surprised. He was stunned for a while and then laughed loudly, with an extremely proud expression: "Haha, it is the good fortune of this yellow-haired boy to die because of my six-word mantra."

"Uh!"

Not far away, Huangfu Jing, Yi Qingluan, and Liuji Zhenren changed their colors.

It was unexpected that Su Qi, who was unparalleled in combat power, completely lost the power to resist under this method of confusing the mind.

But the two of them were relieved after thinking about it. No matter how talented he was, he was just a young man.

How much accomplishment did he have in cultivating his mind and character.

"It's over!"

Huangfu Jing, who had been worried all the time, was stunned and immediately clasped his fists and praised: "The Saint Monk's merits are comparable to the creation, and the Buddhist Dharma is boundless. He subdued this little thief with one move. When we return to Beijing, the Huangfu family will definitely reward him generously. Come on, collect the body of this little thief and return to Kyoto! "

A master clasped his fists and dodged to grab Su Qi's body.

Ah!

However, before he could catch Su Qi, the master suddenly froze, his face was horrified and he screamed in fear. His whole body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally fell to the ground with a plop, like a rotten mummy, and was torn into pieces.

Swish!

In an instant, Huangfu Jing's face changed drastically, and he retreated ten feet in the blink of an eye. He felt a chill on his back and his scalp was numb.

The three masters also felt a tingling scalp, and a huge fear rose in their hearts: Doesn't this mean that if they had stepped forward just now, they would have died in the blink of an eye.

The Thirteen Saint Monks and the Six Extremes Immortals also changed their faces.

"That little thief is not dead! "

Yi Qingluan, whose spirit and energy were absorbed, changed her pretty face and said coquettishly: "This is his evil magic, which can extract people's spirit and energy. Immediately lock your own spirit and energy. Otherwise, if you are hit by his evil magic, even if you don't die, your power will be greatly damaged."

Huangfu Jing, the three major sectsUpon hearing this, the master immediately locked up his whole body's energy.

The Six Extremes Immortal's goat beard trembled, and he glanced at the Thirteen Saint Monks, and said in a deep voice: "This little thief is indeed not dead. There is a vitality in his body that is constantly growing rapidly. The palm you just used did not completely cut off his vitality."

"Sure enough, he is not dead!"

Looking at Su Qi, he also felt that the vitality. The Thirteen Saint Monks' face changed. He felt that if Su Qi didn't just die, it would be a loss of face for him. His compassionate face became ferocious and fascinating, like a hell Asura. He gritted his teeth and said: "Yellow-haired boy, it would be better to just go to the paradise. You insist that I take action again. This time, I will make you die in torture, like falling into the endless hell."