The scene looked rather strange.
The White Lady seemed to want to say something, but Ying Yue didn't want to talk to her at all. Gather? Hump? Yingsi Yingsi? Yingsi? Yingsi Yingying? Yingsi Yingzang Yingzang? Yingsi Yingzang Yingzang? Yingzang? Yingzang? Yingzang? Yingzang Yingzang?? Yingzang Yingzang!
The White Lady's clasped palms flashed. She flipped her palms and pushed them forward. A jade-white palm silhouette shot out like a stone tablet.
Boom! The whip silhouette was easily dispelled, proving that their cultivations weren't on the same level at all.
Ying Yue's momentum didn't stop. As she neared, she opened her arms, and the densely packed braids behind her swung out. The braids quickly grew longer, wrapping around the White Lady like a large bowl.
"Amitabha!" The White Lady softly chanted. She clasped her palms in front of her again, and a gentle white light erupted from her body. It was as if a sun had risen from within her. Before the braids could wrap around the White Lady, they were inflated like balloons by the gentle white light, and couldn't touch the White Lady's body.
Ying Yue kept waving her arms as she retreated. It was obvious that she wanted to tighten her grip.
This scene shocked many people. Both of them could clearly control the ethereal light as if it were real.
The Demonic Monk Nan Bo expressionlessly observed the stalemate between the two.
"Why is the White Lady only blocking and not fighting back? Is this still the vicious and merciless White Lady? "Yin Erlang on the Netherdragon Ship said anxiously.
As soon as he finished speaking, the relentless Ying Yue seemed to have provoked a reaction from the White Lady. The gentle white light wrapped around the void braids suddenly burst forth like the sun from the sea of clouds, shining brightly for tens of thousands of meters.
Boom! The braids that Ying Yue had pulled with all her might instantly collapsed and exploded into nothingness.
Pfft! Ying Yue spat out a mouthful of blood as she was sent flying.
The two of them were clearly not on the same level. It was fine if the White Lady didn't fight back, but if she did, Ying Yue wouldn't be able to resist at all.
Zuo 'er flashed out, hugging Ying Yue as she retreated.
Before the people here had returned, the demonic monk Nan Bo suddenly blasted out a punch. Like a thunderclap streaking across the starry sky, a shadow that tore through the void, like a thunderbolt, blasted on the radiance blooming on the body of the White Lady. When the power of the attack collided with the white light, a huge shadow of a fist appeared below. The side of the white light that was attacked was quickly suppressed, and the white light was directly destroyed by the punch.
Madame White Snake was shaken and drifted backward for some distance before she could stabilize herself. She looked at the demon monk Nan Bo with a solemn expression.
"I never thought that another Divine Soul Realm master would appear in this world!" The demonic monk Nan Bo coldly snorted and flashed out. As soon as the disciple suffered a loss, as the master, he immediately made his move. But when he made his move, he discovered that the disciple was only so-so. He stared at the White Lady with a greedy and covetous look in his eyes. "I'm very interested in that technique of yours that allows you to break through the void and cross the starry sky!"
Previously, he thought that the strength of the White Lady was so strong that she could break through the void and cross the starry sky, so he didn't dare to act rashly. But when they exchanged blows, he found that it was not the case. He was just scaring himself. Madame White Snake should have mastered a profound technique. This technique was indeed very attractive to him. He intended to possess it.
Divine Soul Realm master? On the dragon ship, Wu Chang, Fire Lord, and Yin Erlang were all shocked. It seemed that they couldn't believe that the cultivation of the White Lady had reached the Divine Soul Realm. She had actually broken through such an insurmountable barrier. Was it true? The demonic monk didn't lie, right?
On the deck of the ship, Lord White's eyes flickered. He also seemed to be a little surprised.
However, the group of people all noticed the Dharma Form between the eyebrows of the White Lady. When she used the technique, the Dharma Form could no longer be seen. Previously, they thought that the White Lady had used some kind of disguise. Now, after being reminded by the demonic monk Nan Bo, they realized that the cultivation of the White Lady had already returned to the natural state!
"Divine Soul Realm …" Lord Qing murmured. Together with Lord Buddha, they looked at the White Lady with a strange expression.
Everyone knew what it meant to break through to the Divine Soul Realm. Strength was secondary. The most important thing was that it meant longevity.
The demonic monk Nan Bo's figure flashed, leaving behind a shadow that didn't disappear for a long time. He rushed straight at the White Lady and threw punches one after another. Rumbling sounds were heard. Traces of the void being torn apart flashed like ghosts, and they were all aimed at the White Lady. Listening to the movement that stirred up the starry sky, people who hadn't experienced it before would not know how powerful it was.
The White Lady's expression was extremely serious. She turned her palms over and pushed out a white jade palm shadow that was as huge as a stone monument.
The tearing shadows, which were showing signs of disillusionment, smashed the white jade palm shadows as easily as breaking dry weeds and smashed the white jade palm shadows one after another. The surging waves of magic power roared and scattered in all directions. Even the people who were watching from afar felt as if they had encountered a storm. Those with weaker cultivation desperately cast their techniques to resist.
Countless people were horrified. The two had just started fighting, but the momentum seemed to be able to turn the starry sky upside down.
The troops of both sides cast their techniques together. The surging magic power dissipated the violent waves of magic power that were surging towards them into nothingness.
It was difficult to determine the winner when they fought across the sky. It could be seen that the difference in cultivation between the two sides was not big.
The demonic monk Nan Bo's eyes shone with excitement. His face was full of fighting spirit. As he punched, he said in a buzzing voice, "Ever since the Three Immortals were executed, for many years, there has been no opponent that I can fight against. I thought that the talents in this world would wither and that it would be lonely. I didn't expect that as soon as I left the mountain, I would immediately fish up one. Good! Show me all your skills. Let's see how long you can block me! "
As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed that fighting across the sky was no longer satisfying for him. His figure rushed forward with his arms crossed to protect his head. He used his body to collide with the white jade palm shadows that were as huge as a stone monument. He smashed the palm shadows along the way, and the rumbling sound reverberated in the starry sky.
The moment the two of them collided, both of them struck out with their palms.
The demonic monk's black kasaya fluttered in the wind. The palm shadows that he struck out were like gold and copper, shining with golden light. The edges of the palm shadows had tiny cracks that seemed to be tearing apart the void. It was as if the palm shadows were shrouded in a layer of black light. The golden light and the black light intertwined to form a gorgeous yet strange scene.
The sleeves of the White Lady's dress fluttered in the wind. Her long hair was also fluttering behind her. The palm shadows that she struck out burst out a rich white light.
The moment the two palms collided, the brilliant golden light was like the rosy clouds. The golden light soared, and the white light also soared.
The golden light was gorgeous and dazzling, while the white light was upright and dignified.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the void around the pair of huge palm shadows that collided shattered, and then recovered.
The golden light and the white light were inexhaustible. However, the layer of black light shrouding the golden palm shadows passed through the white light, as if it was stuck between the two palms.
The White Lady's beautiful eyes widened a little. She found that the demonic monk Nan Bo's palm shadows produced a strong suction force. No matter how hard she tried to withdraw her palms, she couldn't. She madly urged her mana to push it away, but she found that the black light formed by the tiny cracks that seemed to be tearing apart the void was like countless cracks. No matter how strong her mana was, it seeped in through the cracks, and did not seem to have any effect on the demonic monk.
The palm shadows of both sides continued to shrink. From an outsider's point of view, it seemed that the palm shadows were being squeezed and shrunk by the two sides.
Only the White Lady herself knew that she had been restrained by the demonic monk and could not escape. The closer the two sides were to each other, the more dangerous it would be for her. The other palm that was standing in front of her chest turned over and flicked its fingers. Streaks of white light whistled out, shooting toward the other side.
The demonic monk Nan Bo sneered. He pulled the black kasaya on his shoulder with one hand and stirred it like a black curtain, neutralizing the white light that was shooting toward him. Taking advantage of the situation, he shook the kasaya. The kasaya swayed like a wave, and White Lady quickly retracted her hand to block it. The demonic monk took advantage of the situation and shook his hand. The black kasaya, like a black blade, chopped toward the White Lady.
The White Lady's slender fingers moved, avoiding the black blade, and grabbed the black kasaya from the side.
However, a shocking change occurred. The demonic monk Nan Bo shook the kasaya, and one of the ends in the White Lady's hand suddenly soared like a flood dragon. In an instant, it coiled around the White Lady's arm and quickly wrapped around her.
The White Lady was shocked. Suddenly, a dazzling white light burst out from her body.
However, the demonic monk suddenly withdrew the palm that was blocking his palm and took the opportunity to launch a punch that was like a sudden clap of thunder.
The White Lady wanted to dodge, but she was caught by the demonic monk's kasaya. There was no place for her to hide, and she took the punch head-on. The dazzling white light burst out from her body was also scattered by this heavy punch.
"Puff!" The White Lady, who had suffered a heavy blow, spat out a mouthful of blood.
The black kasaya that wrapped around her seemed to be unable to withstand the huge force of both sides and broke apart. The White Lady, who had escaped from the black kasaya, was thrown out while spinning.
The demonic monk shook his kasaya, and the black kasaya floated back to his shoulder. He looked at the White Lady with disdain. "I haven't used my big trick yet, and you can't take it anymore? You think you have great ability? How dare you come out in front of me with such little ability? You're really overestimating yourself! "
The White Lady spat out another mouthful of blood, and her clothes were stained red. The blow just now was too strong, and she was seriously injured.
"Master White! Don't you have a way? The White Lady is in danger. Stop the demonic monk! "
Wu Zhang, who was on the dragon boat, suddenly looked back at Master White on the deck and shouted anxiously. Obviously, he was asking what to do.
Master White didn't seem to want to intervene. He shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry. If I'm not wrong, the real master hasn't appeared yet!"
"The real master?" Wu Zhang, Fire Supreme, and Yin Erlang were stunned.
The people of the Ten Elements Palace looked at each other in dismay. The demonic monk had appeared, and then the White Lady, who was in the Divine Soul Realm, had appeared. It was already shocking enough. What kind of real master was there?
Gao Guan tilted his head and asked, "Who?"
Wu Zhang suddenly patted his forehead and asked, "Is it the so-called master of the White Lady?"
Master White nodded slightly. "Let's wait and see!"
Fire Supreme and the others suddenly realized that the person who could train the White Lady into a master of the Divine Soul Realm couldn't be simple. Even the White Lady was so powerful. Needless to say, her master must be powerful. How could they forget this?
Everyone immediately stared at the scene of the battle.
They saw the White Lady clutching her chest with one hand while the other hand took out the Star Bell. No one knew where she was trying to contact.
On the Venomous Star, inside the Nanwu Family's treasury, Ba Jie, who was sitting cross-legged on his lotus throne, gently flipped his hand. A Star Bell floated out and hovered in front of him.
The White Lady's message came: Master, your disciple can't resolve the tribulation of your karma with the mortal world. I'm afraid you'll have to do it yourself.
Ba Jie replied: It's hard for me to get rid of the demons in my heart. I didn't want to meet them again and wanted to sever my karma with the mortal world. If I meet them again, I'm afraid the demons in my heart will be even worse.
The White Lady: This is a great calamity. The perpetrator is the demonic monk, Nan Bo. I'm heavily injured and can't fight him!
The demonic monk, Nan Bo? The quiet Ba Jie's eyes suddenly opened. He murmured, "Master, Mu Na …"
PS: That's all for today. I'm out on a trip. Tomorrow's update might be late. Please forgive me!
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