At this moment, all the top cultivators of the sect, the nine monks, looked up at the scene above the Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak.
Jian Wushuang and the others naturally heard Konglun's vow, and their eyes revealed different emotions.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were full of respect, Chen Qing was puzzled, Chun Qiu was puzzled, and Di Qing was sneering.
As for the heroic woman, she was also full of respect.
In order to prove his Dao, he did not hesitate to make such a vow.
"Senior Brother, you're stupid."
Jian Qing's eyes were full of sorrow, but he did not say anything. His body seemed to have aged in an instant.
"Good." The nine monks lowered their eyelids and put their palms together to strengthen the Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak and prevent the blood from contaminating it.
Aunty Sha's expression still did not change. She did not care about the four bitter words Konglun had made.
In the end, she said, "Okay, I agree."
Konglun nodded. His steps were slow, and his back was firm.
The blood blade in her hand suddenly became long and narrow, almost as tall as her body.
Konglun's hands were empty, but he held up the light of the wind and looked at her with a faint smile.
The two stopped talking. Aunty Sha held the long and narrow blood blade and stepped forward, slashing at Konglun's head.
The empty wheel was like a mountain, unmoving. However, the clear Buddhist light that was emitted from his body directly swept her away.
The blood blade left a deep gully on the rainbow bridge, barely stopping her body.
Konglun's eyes were clear and ethereal. With every step he took, the Buddhist light behind him became stronger.
At the same time, thick arms grew out from his back.
"Without law and without form, heaven and earth are emptiness, all Daos are reincarnation, rebirth is rebirth, suffering …"
Lines of secret sutras were chanted from Konglun's mouth, forming a general momentum that fell on his body.
Although his body was thin, it was as tough as an old tree. The surging force in his meridians began to light up.
At the same time, the countless arms behind him formed a flower shape, revealing endless pressure.
As Konglun chanted the sutras, the arms behind him stretched out, holding a hazy treasure image together.
The wind was like a strong wind, but it was like a helping hand, allowing Konglun to soar into the sky.
Then, the hazy treasure image suddenly opened its eyes and shot out a brilliant golden light.
Heaven and Earth flourished.
At this moment, the tens of thousands of peak cultivators in the Demonic Sand Lair were actually unable to open their eyes.
Mistress Sha's eyes were cold. Facing the brilliant golden light, she didn't dodge. Instead, she shook her arms and created thousands of Blood Qi Phantoms.
Every Virtual Image had the strength of one of her strongest attacks. Then, like a swarm of locusts, they pounced towards Konglun from all directions.
"Buzz buzz …"
As the ripples spread out, the tens of thousands of illusory figures of blood Qi that were charging forward were quickly annihilated in the golden light like moths to a flame.
This also gave her an opportunity. Her figure was like a ghost as she quietly turned into a bloody mist and scattered.
"Konglun, this time, I will take your life!"
Madame Sha's cold voice resounded through the sky.
In the next moment, her figure quietly condensed above the head of the hazy treasure image.
She held an eight-foot long narrow blood blade with both hands and fiercely stabbed it into the furnace top of the hazy treasure image.
Blood Qi filled the sky. Two lines of blood tears gushed out of the treasure image's eyes, and then it shattered with a loud bang.
Heaven and Earth trembled. Konglun took a heavy step back, but there wasn't much emotion in his eyes.
Madame Sha's attack shattered the hazy treasure image. Her figure didn't stop. Instead, she held the blood blade and fought with Konglun in close combat, bursting out bursts of shocking fluctuations.
Fine cracks appeared on the Rainbow Shadow Lotus Bridge and it was on the verge of shattering.
"Junior Brothers, no one can slack off. Once Senior Brother Konglun is defeated, he will fall into the extreme darkness forever and be consigned to eternal damnation." Jian Qing's face was solemn. At the same time, he was doing his best to repair the Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak above his head.
The other eight monks also looked solemn. They naturally knew how terrible Senior Brother Konglun's bitter words were.
Since Konglun's spiritual wisdom, he had been meditating and cultivating diligently. He had an unimaginable understanding of Buddhism.
Moreover, his path of cultivation was extremely difficult, which was different from others.
He had never meditated under the Bodhi tree for a day. Instead, he measured the earth with his feet and traveled through mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas. It was all for the sake of ascetic cultivation.
If the bitter words of such an unswerving person came true, it would definitely be a tragedy.
Therefore, this battle couldn't be lost!
Above the Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak, the terrifying fluctuations tore the sky apart.
Konglun carried the invisible Vajra Arm on his back and fought fiercely with Madame Sha.
For a moment, no one could do anything to the other.
However, Konglun faintly had a suppressive momentum.
"Brother Jian, Brother Chun, who do you think will win?" Chen Qing asked.
Chun Qiu carefully observed for a moment and said, "I think that monk will win. The general momentum on his body is very strong, like a mountain."
Chen Qing nodded. "I also think that monk will win. He should still have some moves that he hasn't used yet. Look at the woman holding the blade. She has already grasped the limits. If they continue fighting, there won't be any suspense."
Jian Wushuang didn't speak. His brows were unconsciously furrowed.
His opinion was completely opposite to the other two's.
Somehow, he felt that Aunty Sha would definitely win, but he couldn't explain his intuition.
At this moment, Di Qing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The monk will lose."
Jian Wushuang's heart stirred. He glanced at Di Qing. The two of them had the same idea.
Chen Qing pursed his lips and focused his attention on the front.
Jian Wushuang, on the other hand, was somewhat worried. If the result was confirmed, it meant that such a monk had died.
This was definitely not a good result. For them, who had already been tainted by karma and shouldered a great calamity, it was even more unfavorable.
Jian Wushuang had thought of intervening to change the result, but now he couldn't even protect himself. He had only recovered twenty percent of his strength, so the impact was negligible.
"I hope I'm wrong," he said to himself. At the same time, he paid attention to the final result.
In the sky, the battle was at its climax.
Konglun transformed his body into the Eighteen Treasures and joined forces to attack Aunty Sha.
She wasn't weak either. Her blood blade, which was more than eight feet long, was constantly harvesting his derivative force.
Cui Jing, who was in the midst of the chaotic battle between the top cultivators, had been paying attention to the battle in the sky. He was extremely anxious.
Then, he shifted his gaze to the monks who were jointly releasing derivative force and building the Rainbow Shadow Lotus Peak.
With a quick thought, Cui Jing raised his staff and led close to a thousand top cultivators to charge forward!
Monk Jian Qing, who was in the lead, saw everything clearly. He knew Cui Jing's purpose in rushing towards them and was immediately furious.
"Evil creature, I'll definitely destroy both your body and soul today!"
"No, Senior Brother Jian Qing," the clean-faced monk said anxiously, "If we gather and disperse our derivative force, Senior Brother Konglun will definitely be at a disadvantage."
"Then what should we do?! Are we going to stretch out our necks and wait to be killed? "Jian Qing shouted in a deep voice.
(End of Chapter)
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