"May you pick more, this thing is the most yearning!"
After the woman said these two sentences, her fingers gently pressed forward.
"Hoo … …"
The red beans were like raindrops that filled the sky, flying in all directions.
The red beans grew rapidly in the eyes of the man in cyan clothes.
"Not good!"
The face of the man in cyan clothes changed dramatically.
He moved his mind, and the blood in his body rushed out.
The blood was like mercury, enveloping his whole body.
"Buzz … …"
The sea of blood in the sky shook.
"Hoo … …"
A blood column, spiraling down from the sea of blood, went straight to the top of the man in cyan clothes, merged with his blood, and rotated quickly around him.
"Howl … …"
The howl continued.
Looking from a distance, it was like a storm, which made people's scalp numb.
"Boom! Boom … … "
The red beans in the woman's hand quickly blasted on the blood and qi, creating layers of ripples.
Horrifying explosions rang out incessantly.
"Whew … …"
The red beans in the woman's hand seemed to have no end, like a rain of arrows, constantly shooting.
The blood in front of the man in cyan clothes kept exploding and evaporating into ashes.
The ground was lifted up by the aftermath.
The buildings in the competition venue collapsed layer by layer in the storm, bursting into dust, covering all directions.
The entire Jiang Yang City was shaking violently.
From a distance, it was like a doomsday storm, terrifying and boundless.
Those who survived stared blankly at the storm in the competition venue, and the whole person was scared silly.
Many people knelt on the ground, put their hands together, and prayed secretly.
"Damn it!"
"Which immortal painted this? It's so terrible! "
"Why is the old man so miserable, encountering this kind of treasure in the first battle!"
The man in cyan clothes roared again and again, madly extracting the power of the sea of blood to fight against it.
"No, if this goes on, I will be exhausted by her, I can't hide anymore!"
The man in cyan clothes roared to the sky, "Come out, Blood Fairy!"
This sound rose.
"Buzz … …"
The sea of blood shook.
A huge skeleton palm stretched out from the sea of blood and reached down from the sky.
Covering the sky and covering the sun, the murderous aura billowed.
The pressure made everyone breathless, and their hearts stopped.
The endless pressure caused many xiuzhe to lie on the ground and tremble.
"Buzz … …"
The skeleton palm, aimed at the woman in the painting, pressed straight down.
"Boom … …"
There was a loud noise.
The body of the woman in the painting shattered into light and shadow and disappeared.
The Lovesickness Painting completely turned into a blank piece of paper, losing its spirituality.
"Kill them!"
The azure-robed man pointed to Luo Liuyan and the others and shouted.
"Buzz …"
The skeletal palm changed direction, aimed at Luo Liuyan and others, and quickly pressed down.
The two women's expressions changed drastically as they struggled frantically.
It was useless.
All means were useless before the skeletal palm.
The two women were pressed to the ground, unable to move.
He didn't even have the chance to obtain the Jixi Painting.
"Ai, I couldn't complete the Young Master's test!"
"Master, this is not your fault! Who would have thought that there would be a Blood Demon in Jiangyang City! "
"Yes, the Young Master did not calculate that the human race is in danger!"
The two of them closed their eyes and quietly waited for death.
The other side.
Chen Dao Ming looked at the skeleton palm in the sky, and his face was full of despair.
In front of such an expert, Nascent Soul cultivators weren't even cannon fodder.
Now, even moving a finger was extremely difficult.
"Young Master, I'm incompetent and have disappointed you!"
Chen Dao Ming closed his eyes and quietly waited for death.
"No …"
"Don't!"
Beside Chen Dao Ming, a group of cultivators all shouted unwillingly.
Their faces were full of despair.
Looking at it.
The skeletal palm was about to smash everyone into powder.
At this time.
"Sarira, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color …"
A loud voice came from the void.
Golden scriptures flew all over the sky, shining with golden light.
It looked like countless golden butterflies.
"Buzz …"
Suddenly.
Chen Dao Ming's space ring vibrated.
A Buddha statue came out of the space ring.
"Hoo …"
There was a flash of light.
The Buddha statue rushed out quickly and stood quietly in the sky, wrapped in hundreds of millions of scriptures.
"Buzz …"
Every scripture that drilled into the body of the Buddha statue would shake.
The body of the Buddha statue, as the scriptures drilled in, was rapidly growing.
In an instant.
The Buddha statue incarnated a thousand meters, standing proudly in the sky.
The dazzling golden light was shining brightly.
It looked incomparably sacred.
The Buddha statue floated high in the sky and slowly opened its mouth.
"Sarira, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, perception, thinking, action, and consciousness are the same …"
A line of scriptures was spat out from the mouth of the Buddha statue.
Every sentence was like the words of the Great Dao, and its power was peerless.
The palm that pressed down from the sea of blood quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Howl …"
A roar came from the sea of blood.
The sound was mournful, as if suffering endless pain.
"Damn bald donkey, don't stay in Elysium, what are you doing here?"
"Do you need to care about this? Do you really think that our Blood Demon Race is easy to bully? "
The sea of blood shook, bursting with countless sharp howls.
A skeleton palm drilled out of the sea of blood and pressed toward the Buddha statue.
The whole world seemed to have lost its color, leaving only the color of blood and gold against each other.
"Damn bald donkey, go to hell for this seat!"
There was a roar.
Thousands of skeleton palms, overwhelming the sky and earth, quickly blasted toward the golden Buddha statue.
The golden Buddha statue did not speak, but just read the scriptures.
"Buzz …"
A golden light spread from the Buddha statue to the surroundings.
In an instant, it blasted on the skeleton palm.
"Boom …"
These sky-covering skeleton palms, after touching the golden light, instantly collapsed into powder.
"Howl …"
A miserable scream came from the sea of blood.
The entire sea of blood was shaking wildly as if it was about to pour down.
"Sarira is the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing …"
The Buddha statue stretched out its palm, aimed at the sea of blood, and waved it.
A golden illusory palm rapidly expanded and enveloped the entire blood sea.
"No …"
An unwilling roar sounded.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise.
The monstrous sea of blood directly evaporated into nothingness.
The skeletons in the sea of blood were all blasted into flying ashes.
The man in green clothes looked at this scene, and his whole person was paralyzed with fear.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
His face was pale, and his mouth muttered to himself.
How could his strongest magic weapon be easily broken?
Suddenly.
He moved.
His body turned into a rainbow and fled quickly.
However.
"Buzz …"
Two golden lights burst out of the Buddha statue's eyes.
"No …"
The man in green clothes roared and struggled frantically.
However, it was useless.
He could only watch the golden light hit his body, and his body was burned into black smoke.
"Wow …"
A drop of blood, detached from his body, flew away rapidly.
"Zi …"
Another golden light arrived in an instant.
Burn this drop of blood into black smoke.
At this point, the man in green clothes was completely dead and could not be resurrected.
The Buddha statue swept in all directions, and the golden light on its body kept shining.
Finally, countless scriptures flew out of the Buddha statue's body, returned to the void, and disappeared.
"Hoo …"
The broken arm Buddha statue shrank rapidly.
In less than a moment, it became the size of a palm.
"Swish …"
The broken arm Buddha statue turned into a golden light and flew back to Chen Dao Ming's hand.
The sky.
The sun was shining, and it was still clear.
Everything just now was like an illusion.
… …
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