"How is it possible?" Zhunti exclaimed, "This sacred tree of the Seven Treasures can brush all things. The upper part can brush the saint's face, and the lower part can brush the innate spiritual treasure. Why can't it always brush the shovel in your hand?"
Taoist Zhunti brought the Qibao Mystical Tree and swiped it with all his strength, Cao Xiaolong easily blocked it with his sky-suppressing shovel. Not only did Cao Xiaolong himself not see any damage, he was motionless and as steady as Mount Tai. He was astonished beyond measure.
Earlier, when Zhunti was not a saint, he fought with Cao Xiaolong in the Aegean Sea, but failed to wipe out the Sky-Suppressing Shovel. Later, after Zhunti became a saint, during the Lich War, Zhunti also failed in the battle on the top of Buzhou Mountain.
Swing the Sky-Suppressing Shovel. Now times have changed, Zhunti thinks that his cultivation has advanced rapidly, Qibao
Miao Shu's power has skyrocketed during the countless years of spiritual sea gestation. Cao Xiaolong, who originally thought that even if he couldn't brush down the Sky-Suppressing Shovel, could brush him down, he stumbled. But in the end, not only did the Sky-Suppressing Shovel not fall down, even Cao Xiaolong moved it.
He didn't even move. This blow was really unacceptable to Taoist Zhunti.
"The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree can swipe the skin of all things and saints. It is said to smear everything, but it just can't smear me!" Cao Xiaolong said proudly, "It's really a pleasure to see you frustrated. You just took action.
Okay, now it's my turn!"
Cao Xiaolong shook his hand fiercely, the Sky-Suppressing Shovel trembled, and a trace of purple energy overflowed. The three flowers on Cao Xiaolong's head appeared, and the body of the Sky-Suppressing Shovel flashed in a circle, and fiercely slapped Taoist Zhunti. Zhunti
The Taoist has nine heads and forty-eight hands. One head is chanting Sanskrit sounds, one head is showing the Buddha's light, and the other head is chanting mantras. The nine heads are used together. The forty-eight hands are holding spiritual treasures and facing Cao Xiaolong.
The two of them moved and dodged around a hundred miles around, and started fighting fiercely. In the first few moves, Taoist Zhunti and Cao Xiaolong were evenly matched. Attack and defense were at odds with each other, fighting for every inch of land, and the battle was evenly divided.
After a dozen moves, Cao Xiaolong suddenly changed his fighting style, using vicious and deadly moves. He mostly attacked from angles that Zhunti didn't expect. He was so sinister and poisonous that Taoist Zhunti gradually found it difficult to resist.
"Dang, clang, clang..." A fierce and harsh chirping sound boomed. Taoist Zhunti's hair was messy. More than 20 of the forty-eight weapons in his hands had been broken, and the rest had occurred during the fight with the Tianzhen shovel.
Even with minimal damage, only a few pieces can remain intact.
Taoist Zhunti used a moment of fierce attack to jump out and avoid Cao Xiaolong's head-on blow. His eyes were filled with anger. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the void. A flash of light flashed from his fingertips, and a saint's holy essence shot into the void.
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Cao Xiaolong was about to pounce on Taoist Zhunti, but suddenly found that he seemed to have fallen into a quagmire in the blink of an eye, struggling to move. However, Zhunti used the saint's method, like dealing with Kong Xuan, to confine the spatial structure around Cao Xiaolong, and was good at
The space rules have been changed.
When Taoist Zhunti saw that Cao Xiaolong was trapped, he was overjoyed. He grabbed the Seven Treasures Tree, threw it in the air, and hit Cao Xiaolong's Tianling Cap. The spiritual treasures in Forty-eight's hands smashed at Cao Xiaolong one after another, intending to hit him.
It killed Cao Xiaolong.
"Spatial confinement? No, the universe is in danger!" Nuwa was horrified when she saw Cao Xiaolong's defeat. The reason why the saint is so arrogant and regards all the people in the world as ants is not because of how powerful his cultivation techniques are and how powerful his spiritual treasures are.
It is the immortal golden body and soul, and the most important thing is the understanding of the laws of heaven.
The immortal golden body can keep the saint's body immortal. The soul can escape into the void to protect the soul. Neither the body nor the soul can be injured. Naturally, it is impossible for the saint to be caught in his weakness and die. And this hand
The control of rules is the greatest asset that a saint can use to stand proudly in the world and not fall down.
What monks practice through qi training is to understand creation and the rules of heaven and earth. For every point of progress, the energy of heaven and earth can be mobilized. But when monks break through one shackle after another and gain an ascension in the realm, it is actually the understanding of the rules.
The level is more profound. Saints are the group with the most profound and thorough understanding of rules. At the level of saints, the rules of heaven and earth are like a thin layer of paper to them, which they can borrow at any time, or even establish their own rules.
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The rule of self-reliance is to set your own rules in a closed space. Here, the saint is the heaven and the earth, the way of heaven. The sky will crack and the earth will break with the flip of a hand, the sun and the moon will shift with the flip of the palm, and the mountains and rivers will rotate.
Although Zhunti does not have his own rules now, he only tampered with the space rules, which is enough to trap any monk below the saint. No matter how high his cultivation level is, given the gap in realm, his life will only be slaughtered.
Nuwa knew this exactly, so she couldn't help but scream out in surprise, and she would rush towards the Xuanmeng barrier as soon as Qianqianyu touched the ground.
"Mom, don't worry, that skinny old guy can't beat dad, don't worry!" At this moment, Nuwa's sleeve was gently pulled, and a crisp soft voice sounded in her ears, but
It was Xiao Zixuan who was looking at Nuwa with her big eyes flickering. It was Zixuan who said those words just now.
"What do children know? Your father is in danger!" Nuwa couldn't listen to Zixuan's words, waved Zixuan's little hand away, and rushed towards Xuanmeng space with a fierce force.
Zixuan opened his big and smart eyes and looked at Nuwa's figure as she walked away quickly. He sighed like a little adult, "They always say that I am small, but I don't know who is bigger? Humph, you are just bullying me for being small.
Always ignore my words and never tell you secrets!"
Zixuan here pouted angrily with a small mouth sulking, but Zulong and other Panlong disciples over there were anxious, looking anxiously at Nuwa's figure rushing towards him, hoping that Nuwa could save Cao Xiaolong.
Tribulation. In a decisive battle between saints, a quasi-sage can only enter for a moment.
There is no way to get any hands on the dishes. Not everyone is as perverted as Cao Xiaolong, who can leapfrog the challenge. In the face of the absolute gap in realm, no matter how many people there are, it will not help. Everyone knows this, so they can only do it.
I'm in a hurry and can't be of any help.
Just when the spirit treasure that Zhunti was about to hit Cao Xiaolong's head, and Nuwa's speeding figure was approaching the Xuanmeng barrier, Cao Xiaolong moved, and Nuwa's speeding figure suddenly stopped. Because
She saw a confident smile on Cao Xiaolong's mouth, and a hint of cunning and conspiracy.
This smile was very familiar to Nuwa. Every time Cao Xiaolong was scheming against others, he would naturally show this smile.
Sure enough, Cao Xiaolong looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "You want to imprison me based on the rules of space? You are talking nonsense!"
Cao Xiaolong twisted his body, the muscles of his arms were knotted, he rubbed his palms, and a little light came out from his palms. The light became bigger and bigger, suddenly surged, forming an independent light shield to protect the whole body, and those spiritual treasures could no longer
Can't fall down.
"Dang, dong, dong, dong, dong…" I heard the violent bell ringing. Every time it rang, the space shook violently, so much so that even the Taoist Zhunti could hardly stand on his feet and swayed back and forth.
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Chapter completed!