Master Fakong sighed slightly, "Since the donor Qin cannot understand the appearance, it seems that only me will help the donor."

As soon as he finished speaking, five colors of auspicious light appeared around Master Fakong. He seemed to have turned into the sun, and a warm and peaceful aura instantly spread.

Because of the successive battles, the city was shaken, which caused countless people to be uneasy and children to be frightened.

The moment the Buddha's light blew away, everyone's hearts were filled with peace and tranquility, and the entire city of fear and anxiety suddenly returned to peace.

"What a strange magical technique. If I hadn't been hiding in the phoenix's gallbladder, I would have been confused by this magical technique."

Ningxia has read a lot of books and has long since lost the short knowledge of the past. It can be seen at a glance that this so-called Buddha light is just a variant of the magic technique of calming the spirit.

But Master Fakong used this technique, which was magnificent and magnificent, as if the real Buddha had come to the world.

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere, this is the real Buddha's light shines everywhere. The Buddha's light we use is a world of difference compared to the Buddha."

Master Zhihai murmured, Zhiming and Zhiqing both nodded seriously.

As soon as the Buddha's light shot out, Qin Keqing's sword formation lined up in the air began to shake violently.

She frowned slightly, secretly surprised Master Fakong's magical powers.

She could clearly detect that the spiritual power in the air was quickly drawn by the Buddha's light.

"It is used to refine essence and blood, refine essence and turn spirit into spirit, and reach the sky in one step. It is worthy of being a secret method that has not been passed down for thousands of years."

Master Fakong showed a look of praise on his face.

The Buddha light he used was a wonderful magical power. Once the Buddha light came out, the spiritual power would be attached to it.

The opponent's attacks and magic weapons must be supported by spiritual power.

If you lose your spiritual power, it is naturally unsustainable.

Therefore, his Buddha's supernatural powers have the magical effect of defeating others without fighting.

Master Fakong had long heard that the use of swords in Zhenxu Sect is a secret that is not passed on. Today, he tried it and immediately got a glimpse of the wonders.

"Donor Qin, take me a finger."

After the words came to an end, Master Fakong poked lightly in the void.

A huge arc was poked out of the invisible void in front of him.

The curved arc instantly pressed in front of Qin Keqing. Through Ningxia hundreds of feet across, he suddenly felt that his heart was also being bent by the curved arc in an instant.

In an instant, hundreds of Qi swords around Qin Keqing kept compressing, and each Qi sword showed a curve. Qin Keqing frowned slightly, and broke a hole with his little finger in his left hand, and a large amount of blood and energy penetrated into the Qi sword.

The Qi Sword, which had been suppressed to the point of being dull, instantly shone a hundred feet high.

Crack, Crack, Crack, hundreds of qi swords emerged at the same time, and swords overlapped one after another.

Unlike Qin Keqing's battle with Master Zhihai and others, the Qi sword at this time is overlapping one sword after another.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light shot out from the sky.

But it was a three-foot long sword, shot in the air, instantly shooting the curved arc, and hitting the master of Dharmakong.

Master Fakong let out a light "Huh" sound, stretched out his left hand and clamped the void, and two arcs appeared in the air.

The two arcs fitted, and the three-foot sword was clamped.

The sword body shook lightly, and the two arcs suddenly shattered.

The sword continued to penetrate forward, and arcs emerged in the air.

The three-foot long sword pierced through multiple arcs in a row, and finally, one inch closer to the center of Master Fakong's eyebrows, was firmly clamped by the arc and could no longer make any progress.

Master Fakong sighed, "Zhenxu Sect is worthy of being the leader of the sect for three thousand years, and generations of disciples are amazing.

If you break through the thirty-six paths in a row, if you do evil, you will be at risk of overthrowing the world.

Donor Qin, let me save you for a while.”

After the words came, Master Fakong reached out to grab the sword. With a click, the sword shattered and Qin Keqing sprayed blood.

At this moment, a golden bowl appeared in Master Fakong's palm, and the golden light was filled with mist. As soon as the golden bowl flew up, the rolling light shot straight into Qin Keqing.

"Infinite Golden Bowl!"

Master Zhiqing frowned slightly, "I didn't expect to save a female spoil, and the uncle even used such a rare treasure as Wuliang Golden Bowl."

As soon as the light was shot out, the blood that Qin Keqing sprayed quickly turned into a pill. After brushing the ground, hundreds of Qi swords emerged, shaking the mountains and rivers.

As soon as the sword of Qi appeared, it surrounded her body.

The light shot from the infinite golden bowl enveloped him, and the Qi sword shook violently, and cracks appeared one after another.

Ningxia was anxious to see it, but he couldn't get involved in this level of battle.

Even if there is a powerful treasure of Earth Fire Dragon Ball, in front of someone like Master Fakong, he has no room for use of Earth Fire Dragon Ball.

"Ma De, don't worry, I just committed suicide on the spot. Let's see what these monks have to say."

Ningxia gritted her teeth and was about to manifest itself.

Then I heard a melodious song, "The old man on the lake sits on the rock, but the peach blossoms flow in the lake.

The bamboo pole is swaying endlessly, I don’t know who swallows my hook?”

Before the singing fell, a dark yellow croaker hook shook out from the end of the sky. The hook gently hit the infinite golden bowl. The infinite golden bowl vibrated violently, and the light emitted scattered.

Immediately afterwards, a white-haired old man appeared in his hand holding a fishing rod. His shape seemed to be far away from the sky and near in front of him, which was unpredictable.

The white-haired old man just appeared, and all the monks changed their colors and gathered in a hurry.

The Fakong Master Gu Jing Wubo finally had a trace of sadness on his face.

"Senior brother.

"Qin Keqing bowed his hand and showed a little ashamed.

The visitor was Qin Keqing's senior brother Yu Wanqiu.

Yu Wanqiu smiled slightly and said loudly, "Yes, I have only been a elixir for one or two years. I can fight like this with Mr. Fakong, and it will not lose the reputation of our Zhenxu Sect.

If the eldest brother knows, he will only have to praise him.”

"Amitabha.

Donor Yu, can you tell what sin the junior sister committed? Does donor Yu’s intervention mean that the entire Zhenxu Sect will be enemies of the entire human race?”

Yu Wanqiu said, "Fakong, your bald donkey in the Great Emperor Yuan Temple is becoming more and more hypocritical.

Your nonsense, may be very useful to fool my bad-minded senior brother.

Just like you bald donkeys, all four elements are empty, no, Yu is a vacuum, you bald donkeys are fake.

Otherwise, if Fakong, you bald donkey, is scolded, why frown? As for the human race you mentioned, if you want to destroy it, it is nothing to do with me.

Yu came today, but he was not happy, so he beat a few bald donkeys to adjust his mood."

After the words came, Yu Wanqiu waved the fishing rod in his palm, the fish hook floated, and soared into the sky. A cloud in the sky was outlined.

After brushing the ground, it turned into countless silk threads, and the fish hooks swam, and the silk threads were all horizontal.

In almost the blink of an eye, all the monks in the audience were locked by the silk thread. The more they struggled, the tighter the thread became.

It is obviously a silk thread made of cloud energy, but it is even more than a Vajra. No matter how you bless your magic power, you will not be able to do anything even if you sacrifice the innate true fire.

"It's cloud refining technique, don't struggle, the more you struggle, the tighter you get."

Master Fakong shouted loudly, his body floating around in the air like smoke, and was forced to go without a passerby in the sky and no way to enter the ground by the dark yellow fish hook.

Several times, he injected doubled magic power into the infinite golden bowl. He was always the golden bowl was shot and he was beaten crookedly.

Master Fakong wanted to escape from a distance, but there were so many disciples. With his identity, he could not do such a thing.

He stayed here, but he was restrained everywhere. He never expected that with his current cultivation level, he could only resist and have no ability to fight back under Yu Wanqiu, who had been invisible for many years.

Ningxia was so heartbroken that he had witnessed such a high-level battle for the first time. Although he saw it like a cloud and mist, he was inevitably unable to reach it and yearn for it.

"Master Yu, since you are pressing step by step, don't blame me for subduing the demons."

Fa Kong shouted for a long time, his huge arm waved continuously, and several array plates appeared in the sky.

The formation plate suddenly emitted divine light, and in an instant, a brilliant light gate woven in the sky.

At this moment, a phantom casted down, but it was a golden Buddha palm. The golden Buddha palm slowly fell down, instantly covering the sky and the sun.

"See the Lord of Vacuum."

Although the monks were firmly locked by the silk thread of clouds, they all recited the Buddha's name.

"The vacuum bald donkey is not dead yet?"

Yu Wanqiu frowned slightly, waved the fishing rod continuously, and countless silk threads shot towards the golden Buddha's hand.

In an instant, the entire Buddha's hand that was pressing down was pulled by the dense silk thread and could no longer fall.

At this moment, the Buddha's fingers bent slightly, his thumb and little fingers were linked together, and a Dharma seal was formed.

With a whirlpool, all the threads wrapped around the Buddha's hands collapsed.

The Buddha's hand pressed down with a bang, and the fishing rod in Yu Wanqiu's palm suddenly appeared. In an instant, thousands of golden lights turned into a blue jade pillar that held the sky tightly, holding back the golden Buddha's hand, and the golden Buddha's hand could no longer be pressed down.
To be continued...