1864: C1864 Maha-vairocana's Thousand Hands

C1864 Maha-vairocana's Thousand Hands

Look at this sudden attack, Tang Yu's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly rolled backwards, once again retreating dozens of meters.

"Boom!"

A loud sound was heard. When the sword struck down, the entire ground instantly cracked, and a hundred-meter long ravine was formed on the ground. As the sword Qi swept across, it caused Tang Yu's blood and Qi to churn.

However, just as Tang Yu was retreating, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He didn't even have the time to look back. The Genuine Qi on his body circulated crazily as he shouted, "Divine Flame Absolute Soul Sword!"

With a shout, purple flame spikes that were several meters long burst out from Tang Yu's body like awls, covering a radius of several meters.

"Hehe, kid, you really have some skill. Your reaction speed is really fast!"

Looking at the flaming spikes that stretched out from Tang Yu's body, the pupils of a Eastern Region monk, Baldie, shrank. The leg that was smashed down directly turned around and fell onto the ground beside Tang Yu!

"Bang!"

The attack landed. The entire ground shook violently, and a huge crater was formed.

"The Buddhist Sect's holy land is really a good place. Sure enough, there are some useless people here. "A group of Ninth Heavens are attacking me, a Sixth Heavens, but they are still launching a sneak attack on me?"

Tang Yu coldly harrumphed. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the Thunder longsword that he had refined in God Refining Holy Land. After injecting the Thunder Genuine Qi into the sword, it instantly turned into a few meters long lightning bolt and slashed furiously at the monk beside him.

"Not good! Zhi An, dodge! This is the power of the Thunder, it is very effective against your Earth Strength, you can't take it head-on!"

Looking at this scene, The white-browed monk's pupils shrunk, and he shouted out urgently.

Without the other party's reminder, the monk called Zhi An was also shocked in his heart as he hurriedly flew away. He was only at the Early Ninth Heaven. He could clearly feel the terror of this sword. This was undoubtedly a Pseudo-Holy Artifact!

"Crack crack crack!"

Under the radiance of the sword, the sword energy cut all the surrounding rocks and trees into two. Even the ground under his feet was cut into several meters deep!

Seeing this scene, Zhi An's soul almost left his body. Seeing that he had dodged the attack, he hurriedly moved to the side, preparing to pull away from Tang Yu.

"Trying to sneak attack me at close range? Trying to escape?"

Tang Yu sneered. He stomped on the ground. One Strength of Flame after another spread out in all directions with Tang Yu as the center. "Flame Domain, Thousand Binding Divine Fire!"

As Tang Yu made a grabbing motion with his palm, the endless purple flames on the ground seemed to have a mind of its own. They turned into chains and rose crazily from the ground, wrapping around Zhi An's legs in an instant.

"What?! Power of domain?"

Looking at the purple flames that were constantly coiling around him, Zhi An was greatly shocked.

He could clearly feel that his Genuine Qi was being devoured by the flames. It wasn't just an illusion, but also something else. His Genuine Qi seemed to have been vaporized by the flames. In a short period of time, the consumption of his Genuine Qi increased by several times!

"Damn it, scatter!"

Zhi An's eyes focused. The Genuine Qi on his body shook. The power of his domain was also unleashed, directly shattering Tang Yu's flaming chain. Before the broken chain could condense again, his entire body crazily retreated out of the domain. He didn't want to continue fighting.

"You want to leave? It's too late!"

Looking at Zhi An who was still in a state of shock, Tang Yu's eyes flashed. His pupils were like flowers that were about to wilt, constantly circulating. In the next moment... The One Soul Strength surged out and pierced into Zhi An's eyes. "Concept of Death, Wither!"

Boom!

Looking into Tang Yu's eyes, Zhi An felt a loud boom in his head, and then his mind went blank again. For some reason, there was always this thought lingering in his mind, telling him that he was already dead. He could even feel that his soul was constantly weakening, and even his heartbeat had become abnormally weak!

"This... this is the Concept of Death? Damn it, damn it, I can't allow myself to be controlled by this Concept!"

Zhi An roared in his heart. He hurriedly calmed his mind and tried his best to resist the Death Intent that came from his soul. As a Ninth Layer of Heavenly Human Stage warrior, he understood it very well.1

If his soul was constantly being corroded, his soul would definitely be affected by the Concept of Death, causing his soul to weaken until he died!

"Puchi!"

Just as Zhi An was continuously resisting the invasion of the Concept of Death, he felt a cold sensation on his chest, and he instantly woke up. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at his chest that had been pierced through. He was a mighty Ninth Layer of Heavenly Human Stage warrior, but he was going to die just like that?

"Your willpower is not bad. You are able to defend against my Concept of Death, but unfortunately, you have forgotten your current situation. In a battle between high level warriors, even a moment of absent-mindedness is fatal. You are finished."

Tang Yu looked at Zhi An, who was standing in front of him, and said indifferently. He then pulled back the Thunder Light Sword in his hand. Zhi An fell to the ground with a loud bang, and his Qi was instantly cut off.

His heart had been pierced by the Thunder, and it had exploded. He couldn't even live anymore.

"Zhi An!"

A Ninth Layer of Heavenly Human Stage warrior was killed by Tang Yu right in front of their eyes. The white-browed monk was instantly enraged. The Genuine Qi on his body kept erupting, and he looked at Tang Yu with killing intent. "Little bastard, you are courting death!"

"You know that you are no match for me, yet you still foolishly rushed over. Do you really think that you are strong?"

Tang Yu sneered and said indifferently, "I have no good impression of the people of Buddhist Sect. As long as they dare to attack me, I will kill every single one of them. He wasn't the first one to do so. Naturally, he was not the last one to do so. There was no need to be angry. Since you guys are so close, I'll send you to hell to see him later "

"Bastard, die!"

The white-browed monk's face was filled with fury. He unleashed his domain and threw a punch at Tang Yu. "Great Light Fist!"

He looked at the huge fist that was as big as a house in the sky. The Tang Yus and Dragon Qis on Tang Yu's body began to interweave wildly. They condensed into a huge dragon and threw out a punch. "True Dragon Heaven Regretting Fist!"

"Hu!"

Right at this moment, a huge dragon roared out from Tang Yu's fist and collided with the huge fist. A huge explosion occurred in midair, and intense explosive energy swept out in all directions, setting off layers of storms.

"As expected of a Mid Ninth Layer of Heavenly Human Stage warrior, he's much stronger than an Early Ninth Layer of Heavenly Human Stage warrior."

Tang Yu's face turned slightly pale. A few dozen meters long mark had been left on the ground by the huge impact, and his expression had become extremely serious.

When the punch landed, the white-browed monk's body shook and he was sent flying back more than ten steps. However, he was much stronger than Tang Yu.

White-Browed Old Man's eyes were cold. He suddenly put his palms together and the Genuine Qi on his body burst out like an explosion. A huge crater was created on the ground within ten meters of him.

"This... Does Zhi Hong want to use that move? "Not good, retreat quickly. Otherwise, he will be dragged into this as well. This Zhi Hong is going to go crazy!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining six Ninth Layer of Heavenly Human Stage warriors' expressions changed, and they quickly retreated. They had a better understanding of Zhihong, so they naturally knew what he was best at.

If nothing unexpected happened, the opponent would have to use the Thousand Hands Tathagata!

Indeed, in just a few moments, a projection of zhenqi condensed behind Zhi Hong.

In the shadow was an unknown Bodhisattva with a ferocious expression and hatred for evil. Behind him, countless Genuine Qis and arm shadows condensed continuously like a cattail leaf fan, blooming with a sacred light!

"Dear friends, let's have some flowers. Thank you, everyone.

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