However, at present, everyone's eyes are paying attention to Yan Ying, and after Yan Ying's upper clothes were shattered by sound waves, three tattoos appeared in everyone's sight.

This should be from the left shoulder to the left back, tattooed with a red dragon, from the right shoulder to the right back, there is a blue tinch tattooed, it seems that it should be one of the legendary protector beasts of Buddhism, Suzaku, and the middle of the back is tattooed with a nine-story cyan pagoda, at this moment the three patterns are bursting with red, blue and blue light.

Since seeing Yan Ying's tattoo, the halberd boy was even more shocked, the demon sect and Buddhism to which he belonged can be described as overwhelming, in the classic records of the demon religion, many life planets have demon religion and Buddhism, but there is no connection between each other, it is rumored that in the more ancient times, the demon sect and Buddhism were originally one of the super forces in the universe, but for some reason, the branches of each life planet gradually monopolized the mountain.

In the eyes of the halberd-wielding boy, the reason for all this should be the reason for the fall of the two supreme beings of the Demon Buddha, so no one in the various branches obeys anyone, which causes many planets to have demons and Buddhas now, which look extremely strong, but in fact they are a plate of scattered sand.

According to the records, the person with the dragon case on the Buddhist door is the protector of the Vajra, and the person with the bird case is owned by the person who travels in all directions with the profound Buddhism, and the person who has the pagoda tattoo is not recorded in the classics, but the three patterns are gathered, plus the triangular brand on the back of the neck, so that the halberd boy has to wonder whether this word should be the inheritance of the supreme Buddha Gate, not the inheritance of a certain branch.

The immortal monument is full of fog and shadow at this moment, and the mountain forest after the hesitation rain is wrapped in dense fog, but this fog is not the other fog, the fog shadow that wraps the immortal monument is a gray dense fog, and the four sides of the blue brick square are also lit up with red light, forming a red light barrier, isolating Yan Ying from other trialists, but fortunately, the red light barrier is quite thin, and everyone can see Yan Ying's figure.

"Damn, it's endless, level after level, climbing ladder is said to be the last level, and the small stone ladder is also said to be the last level, what kind of trouble are you going to make now?"

An eight-foot-tall swarthy strong man scolded, this swarthy strong man is bare-chested, there doesn't seem to be any fat on his body, and the shocking muscles are like a humanoid weapon, this swarthy strong man is named Ao Hu, his hairstyle is a bit maverick, both sides of the head are shaved, leaving only two inches wide from the back of the head to the forehead of the hair, and there is actually a three-inch long hair in the middle, tied with a small yellow rope and a small braid, the overall look is extremely uncomfortable, the other trialists think that this person has psychological problems, and they have stayed away from Ao Hu.

At this moment, the fog shadow around the immortal monument quickly rushed to the blue brick ground, and then condensed into a sword-wielding mist man about one zhang high, and two strange green lights suddenly lit up on the face of this humanoid gray mist, which seemed to be acting as its eyes, exuding a strong and incomparably evil aura of the mist man, and walked towards Yan Ying step by step.

"I understand, this fog man is not owned by this level, but acquired"

The strong man with the axe is called Lin Xingfeng, and he is honest and intelligent in appearance, and he can see the clues of the fog man at a glance.

"Hahaha, brother, what do you see?Tell me", Ao Hu took three steps in a row, grabbed Lin Xingfeng's right shoulder and said with a smile.

"Huh~Go go"

Lin Xingfeng was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and he had made him extremely proud of his strong body, but after coming to the trial road, he met the torture tiger whose physical strength was stronger than him, and he was really depressed when he met this Ao Hu, who was stronger than him in terms of muscles, height, or physical strength.

Unable to break free from Ao Hu's strong right arm, Lin Xingfeng sighed, and then said: "I guess that this immortal monument in the past, it should be as long as you enter your real name and essence blood, and get recognition, you can go to so many trialists who have not succeeded, their essence blood contains unwilling anger, and after a long time, this fog man has been formed, if you want to leave a mark on the immortal monument, I am afraid you have to defeat the fog man."

Zhou Chenxi, whose eyes flashed with surprise, had to take a look at Lin Xingfeng, it seems that the people who can enter the trial path are by no means ordinary people, they all have extraordinary talents and strength, of course, except for her and Sun Yingping.

After the fog man came to Yan Ying's body two feet in front of him, the gray mist long knife in his right hand suddenly slashed down at the top of Yan Ying's scoop, and the knife whistled and fell with the sound of breaking through the air, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Yan Ying's mouth, and when the golden light condensed in his right palm and was about to smash the long knife, a shocked expression suddenly appeared on Yan Ying's face.

"Space sluggishness?", Sun Yingping exclaimed.

"That's right, it seems that the fog man is the most difficult to get through, and the essence blood of countless people may contain some of the ontology's laws."

The six-winged man said solemnly, everyone's faces changed, according to what the six-winged man said, then this fog man doesn't know how many people have gathered, if he is against the fog man, what are the chances of winning?

Yan Ying had indeed been hit by the Fog Man's Spatial Slowness Technique, his speed of movement was less than one-tenth of what he used to be, and when the golden light in his right palm had not yet fully formed, the long knife was less than a foot away from his head.

"Earth Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Shakyamuni"

Yan Ying roared, the red dragon pattern from the left shoulder to the left back suddenly became red, accompanied by a dragon groan, a ten-zhang long red light dragon suddenly appeared behind Yan Ying, and the dragon groan also broke the technique of spatial sluggishness, Yan Ying's right palm was entrained with golden light, and the tip of the fog man's long knife collided together.

But the fog man's offensive did not stop there, when the long knife confronted Yan Ying's right palm, his left hand became a fist, and the tiger and tiger slammed Yan Ying's chest.

"Bang".

Yan Ying's chest suddenly sank, and this fog man's punch without any strength made him fly fifty zhang away, and after coughing up three mouthfuls of blood, a burst of white light flashed on Yan Ying's chest, and the chest injury recovered instantly.

It seemed that witnessing Yan Ying being knocked away, the red dragon was furious, and the dragon's tail rushed to a hundred zhang high in the air, and a red light suddenly appeared in the dragon's mouth, and a red light attacked the fog man from the sky with a breath of destruction.

The fog man didn't seem to look down on this red dragon, but he saw that the long knife in his right hand instantly turned into a long spear, and threw it in the direction of the red dragon, this spear instantly broke the red light emitted by the red dragon, and the speed of the spear did not decrease after breaking the red light, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the head of the red dragon head to the tail of the dragon, and then the spear formed by the gray mist disappeared in the sky, and after a while, the right hand of the fog man transformed into a long knife again.

One step and ten zhang, this fog man came to Yan Ying's body in a moment, and the long knife slashed at Yan Ying's neck again.

"That red dragon pattern is actually the remnant soul of a divine dragon"

The halberd-wielding boy said secretly, he held the blood halberd tightly in his right hand, it seemed that only in this way could he bring him a sense of security, this halberd-wielding boy's name was Wu Gang, from the red light dragon just now was shattered, the red light on Yan Ying's back flashed again, he knew that this red dragon was not a simple pattern, but the remnant soul of a dragon, but he still didn't know why he wanted to seal the remnant soul on Yan Ying's body.

"It's over the calf, he's going to be separated"

Xing Lehu's sentence sounded like he was worried, but if it weren't for the sly and sneer that flashed in his eyes, he really thought that this person was a warm-hearted man.

"Buzz"

A dazzling golden light suddenly erupted on Yan Ying's body, and a zhang wide golden light swastika was sacrificed on the left hand, knocking the fog man back three steps.

Taking advantage of this effort, the figure of Yan Ying disappeared instantly in the same place, and appeared behind the fog man after a while, his left hand was palmed across his chest, and his right hand was placed on the left palm.

"The unity of man and Buddha, it seems that he is about to break to the Tianyuan period"

The six-winged man frowned and said, the Buddha and the demon have disputes that are difficult to trace back to history, and he belongs to the angel clan, and the hell clan also has an ancient history of war, thinking of the hell clan, the six-winged man couldn't help but look at the two sides on the left, a seven-foot-tall man with light red skin with two horns on his forehead and a man holding a trident, the man with the trident noticed the six-winged man's eyes, and waved the trident in his hand with a cold light in his hand.

Yan Ying had always kept his strength from revealing it in front of everyone, but he never imagined that the strength of the fog man was so strong, and in desperation, Yan Ying could only use his strongest means.

"Fanjing"

With a light drink, Yan Ying's hands continued to form the Dharma seal, and the eight-armed golden light Buddha behind him, two of which held a bell and a bowl respectively, this golden light Buddha kept shaking the golden bell in his hand, and the original invisible sound wave turned into golden light, like the sea under the wind, and the sound wave of the Buddha was entrained by one after another, attacking the fog people one after another.

Bang, bang, bang, the sound of the Buddha and the sound of the golden bell hit the fog man, and actually dispersed a small part of the gray mist on the fog man.

"Roar~"

But before the words should have time to rejoice, the fog man roared angrily, the gray fog suddenly became stronger, its roar actually suppressed the sound of the Buddha and the ringtone, the people outside the red light barrier only felt that their ears were roaring, but the words of the blue brick square were indeed miserable, don't look at him and the fog man now seem to be evenly matched, in fact, this roar has already shattered his internal organs, and he forced his breath to not spit out blood.

"The Great Mighty Buddha, the Eight Dharma Soldiers, and the Prajna Prajna"

Yan Ying is not reserved, the roar of the fog man is actually running around in his body, destroying the various organs in the body, and if he doesn't end the battle quickly, I'm afraid he will have to explain here, the eight-armed golden Buddha in the back body, the bell, bowl, mace, whip, gong, stick, bottle, sword in the eight hands of the eight weapons, in an instant, all of them sacrificed, the swastika golden light is more prosperous, with the words of the two hands of the knot, all of them attacked the fog people.

"Damn, this guy is hiding very deeply"

The trialist with the dark gold mace scolded, this dark gold mace had a small friction with Yan Ying, in the past, he couldn't hold back and didn't make a move against Yan Ying, but now he thinks about it that he didn't make a move that day, otherwise he is definitely not Yan Ying's opponent, and the rest of the trialists did not respond to this wielder, and they are all concentrating on observing the battle between Yan Ying and the fog man.

The sound of the golden bell, the space of the bowl cover, the fog body, the whip is a long-range attack, the gong is blessed, the stick shadow is heavy, the white bottle of holy water, and the sword sharpens the soul

Eight kinds of weapons and eight powers, for a while, it should be inseparable from the fog man, the long knife in the fog man's hand just broke the sound of the golden bell, the golden stick was thrown on the fog man's left hand, and the two green lights shot out of his eyes, and when he was confronting the golden bowl with a golden light and the long whip, the golden mace suddenly smashed on the top of the fog man's head, and the gray fog of the fog man's head became blurred.

In addition, the holy water of the white bottle seems to have a restraining effect on the fog man, once it touches the holy water, the fog man will emit a sizzling sound and white smoke, and the sound of the gong also constantly interferes with the fog man's actions, and the fog man's gray mist body is gradually dissipating, and it seems that Yan Ying has completely prevailed.