Peerless God Emperor

C2277



C2277

1The eyes of the crowd were fixated on Wu Dong and Yu Lin. The main characters of this battle should be these two people.    

    

Although the two of them had yet to make a move and did not release their Qi, from their expressions and words, one could easily guess that their strength must be extremely terrifying, which was why they appeared so indifferent and casual. Their pride was carved into their bones, and there was no need to intentionally reveal it.    

    

"Master, be careful." Qin Xuan warned the two of them. These two were definitely unparalleled existences under His Majesty and were much stronger than an ordinary False Saint. If he was careless, he might have been seriously injured.    

    

"I understand." The gigantic Ancient Buddha's body was surrounded by battle intent, radiating towards the endless void region. His lips started to move, and following that, the sound of a great dao resonating came out from between the heaven and earth, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.    

    

"Sonic attack." In the direction of the western skies, Revered Thoughtless was watching the battle with surprise. His specialty was the Dao of Sound Wave, so he instantly realized that this was a sound wave attack.    

    

At this time, Wu Fa glanced at the fight with an indifferent expression on his handsome face, "You just said that Lin Meng is not strong enough, then let's see how strong I am."    

    

As his voice faded, he raised his hand and pointed towards the Dou Zhe with a finger that seemed casual, but after that finger, a gigantic picture scroll appeared in the sky. An incomparably majestic Great Dao Power emerged from within and a divine light flashed in the sky.    

    

Strands of great Dao music floated into the painting and disappeared without a trace. The light of the great Dao on the painting flowed like a peerless divine weapon, seemingly able to contain all living things in the world and absorb all attacks.    

    

Qin Xuan's gaze could not help but freeze. This picture scroll was similar to a phagocytic crystal, but it was still different in essence. He did not feel the power of devouring from it, it should be a spatial type of origin soul that could move its attacks to another void.    

    

"Let's go." Wu Xiao spat out another word. With a wave of his hand, the picture scroll flew towards the battle with a solemn look on his face, surrounded by countless Ancient Buddha. Countless fist shadows burst out at the same time, the terrifying power directly shattered the space and ruthlessly bombarded the picture scroll.    

    

Wave after wave of tyrannical power surged into the painting, causing it to tremble violently. Streams of powerful dao aura were released from it, lighting up the painting with dazzling brilliance. It was like a divine picture that continued to expand, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun.    

    

The painting finally calmed down and floated in the air, as though nothing had happened.    

    

The pupils of the Battle Mage contracted violently. Such an attack couldn't even shake the opponent?    

    

"Your attack doesn't seem to be very good either." Wu Dai turned his gaze towards the battle as he spoke, his tone filled with sarcasm. It was obvious that he was trying to retort to the words he had spoken before the battle.    

    

The gazes of the crowd all turned to the battle, only to see that he didn't say anything. Taking a step forward, he used his actions to reply Wu Ying's words.    

    

At the same time, a towering and lifelike Buddha phantom appeared between the heaven and earth. Especially those pair of eyes, which contained a divine buddhist light, as if they could see through all the illusions in the world. It caused one to feel a sense of reverence just by looking at it, and not dare to look straight at it.    

    

"That is …" As the vast crowd looked at the Buddha phantom in the sky, they couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.    

    

This Buddha statue looked familiar.    

    

After that, they immediately reacted. After connecting with the Buddha statue of the Western Sky Sovereign, a Buddha phantom would appear in the sky as well, similar to the scene before their eyes.    

    

As they thought of this, a possibility suddenly appeared in their minds.    

    

The Buddha phantom in front of him, could it be that the battle had been comprehended from the Buddha statues?    

    

If that was the case, then his comprehension ability was simply too terrifying.    

    

The eyes of the battle gazed at Wu Zhuang at the distance, while a powerful fighting intent soared from his body, directly crossing the space and appearing in front of Wu Ying. An enormous buddhist palm appeared, suppressing everything in its path, and the entire space seemed to transform into his domain, completely engulfed by the might of this palm attack.    

    

However, there was still no fluctuations on the face of Wu Hongtian. With a thought, the painting appeared in front of him and the palm print was directly swallowed by the painting. A terrifying aura gushed out from the painting and after a while, everything calmed down.    

    

"It's my turn." At this time, Wu Ying opened his mouth and spoke. He extended his palm in the direction of the battle, only to see that the painting was magnified several times in a blink of an eye.    

    

The battle looked up at the sky and raised both of his hands. Streaks of golden palm imprints were released from his palms, and they all contained a dense battle aura that wanted to destroy everything. However, when the picture scroll descended, the palm imprints were completely swallowed by the picture scroll, and even the aura vanished.    

    

At this moment, an incomparably terrifying pressure bore down on Zhan Chen. He could feel a powerful pressure bearing down on him, weakening the power of his Mandate by several degrees. His control over this region was gradually losing.    

    

His silhouette flickered as he directly appeared in the air, releasing his Great Dao Attack on the painting. However, the pressure exuding from the painting only got stronger and stronger as it suppressed the will of the Mandate of Dao.    

    

"Boom …"    

    

Explosions rang out unceasingly, the spectators only saw the battle taking place as their bodies were continuously pushed downwards!    

    

A moment later, with a loud bang, the Buddha phantom vanished from the sky. A human figure was sent flying several thousand meters away from the force of the blast. His aura was in disarray, and he looked rather miserable.    

    

Upon seeing this, Qin Xuan, Chu Feng and the rest's hearts tightened. A trace of worry appeared in their eyes. The person that was sent flying was precisely this battle.    

    

As expected, he was still no match for Wu Ying.    

    

At this moment, the expressions of many people from the Asura Hell turned slightly gloomy. They had originally been hoping for a miracle to happen, but now it seemed that they had made an extravagant wish.    

    

Wu Dong did not seem to be able to fully unleash his strength, and was sent flying. The gap between the two of them was not small.    

    

Qu Feng and the other members of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets had indifferent expressions, as if this was how it should be. If Wu Ying couldn't defeat the battle, then the fame of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets was nothing but a joke.    

    

Yu Lin's gaze was also only a casual glance, clearly having predicted this would happen.    

    

Wu Ying was an existence on the same level as him, how could he not defeat a cultivator from the lower realms?    

    

No matter how monstrous that person was, the result would be the same.    

    

"Cough, cough." A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhan Zhan's mouth. His face was a lot paler than before. He looked at Wu Shao and said: "Your strength is extraordinary, this humble monk is convinced of his defeat."    

    

The gazes of the spectators all shifted onto the battle. They didn't expect that he would use his battle intent as a means of killing, yet his attitude was so indifferent. He didn't take it to heart at all.    

    

"Your mentality is not bad. You can go further in the future." He was speaking the truth and said that the strength of the fight was not weak, it could even be considered to be very strong below the Saint Stage. It was only because he had met Wu Ying that he suffered such a loss.    

    

    

    


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