The shadow of the Buddha in the world of consciousness dissipated under the cold sword qi of the snow, and suddenly, he only felt that his body and mind were a little lighter, as if some kind of invisible shackle had been broken at this time, and his perception became more acute, and the power of the Great Dao flowing between heaven and earth was no longer as hazy as before.

Xue Qinghan suddenly opened his eyes, and the starlight in his pupils was dotted, like a galaxy evolving, the sword intent was born, the edge was exposed, and there was even a faint incomparable sword qi spewing out.

Suddenly, Xue Qinghan's body shook slightly, and the next moment, he saw his figure being revealed dozens of feet away, and the afterimage left in place was gradually dissipating.

Xue Qinghan's eyes were like swords, his face was slightly cold, and on the sword in his hand, one after another sword runes were shining, revealing a forest aura.

"Zheng—"

The sound of the sword roar was ethereal, and the sword intent on Xue Qinghan's body all converged on the Xiaoyao Sword, and the Great Freedom was running in the Xiaoyao Sutra, and the spiritual power was poured into the Xiaoyao Sword without reservation, and then it slashed straight towards the Buddha statue in front of him that was not more than a foot high, flashing with divine Buddha light, and looked kind, without a trace of hesitation.

The sword light flashed, leaving an afterimage of the Dao in the void, and the sharp breath made the body cold, under the sword light, it seemed that nothing could be broken, and everything could be cut off.

The Buddha statue attacked by Xue Qinghan was filled with a rich light of the Buddha path, and the whole body was bright, as if it was made of gold, and it seemed to be sacred, as if the real Buddha was in the world, and it did not look the slightest different from the endless Buddha statues around it, and it was not an eye-catching existence.

But Xue Qinghan felt a trace of almost undetectable fluctuations in the moment just now, and the fluctuations that flashed away were really just a moment, faint and short-lived, making people wonder if it was an illusion. If it weren't for the fact that Xue Qinghan's own soul has been tempered by the karmic fire red lotus, it is clear and flawless, and it is far beyond the strength of the realm, coupled with the power that has triggered the Dao Yan chessboard, his perception is extremely keen, and he is very sensitive to the fluctuations of the power of the Great Dao, maybe he would not have noticed this fleeting strangeness.

The sword light was fast, and it came in an instant, seeing that the sword light fell on the Buddha statue, but Xue Qinghan couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and his gaze was even more fierce, as if he wanted to penetrate the void, cut through the void, and see the truth.

"Bell~"

The Buddha statue that should have been condensed by the power of the Great Dao was a dead thing, but at this moment, it was as if it suddenly had life, and it was actually a palm that met the long sword of Xue Qinghan, and made the sound of gold and stone clashing.

The golden pupils looked at Xue Qinghan, and his eyebrows were kind, but at this time, he showed a strange smile, which made people creepy, and his sacred and solemn temperament also became demonic in an instant.

However, I already had a premonition in my heart, and I was ready to prepare in my heart, Xue Qingqing was so cold that he would not be frightened by this sudden change, let alone panic, his heart was shaken, but his face was only a little colder, and his shot was more aggressive, surrounded by a cold murderous aura.

The Xiaoyao Sword slashed out again and again, the sword was blazing, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and in just one breath, Xue Qinghan slashed out thousands of swords.

It's just that Xue Qinghan's sword is fast, and the speed of the strange Buddha statue is not slow at all, and his hands move together, leaving endless afterimages, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, or fist, or palm, or finger, accurately resisting every blow of Xue Qinghan, with his palms shining with golden light, people wonder if this is really the existence of a golden body of the Buddha.

The sound of impact was endless, the sword qi and the Buddha's light collided violently, and the aftermath of the spiritual power spread in all directions, causing a chaotic spiritual power storm to blow between heaven and earth.

In the sparks, the Easy Sword in Xue Qinghan's hand did not leave a single wound on the opponent's palm, only leaving a criss-crossing white trace, but it dissipated in a moment, intact and unscathed.

At this time, a sense of crisis suddenly rose in Xue Qinghan's heart, which made him vigilant.

At this moment, the Buddha statue in front of Xue Qinghan suddenly burst out with more blazing Buddha light, his right hand rotated slightly, and suddenly a golden palm print condensed, and a powerful suppressive force fell, enveloping Xue Qinghan's body, making him feel that his body became heavy for a moment, and the air seemed to become viscous, like a quagmire, and his movements were slow.

With the Buddha statue without the slightest smoke of fireworks, the palm of the Buddha statue was gently launched, and the movements that seemed to be as gentle as the breeze were brought up with a terrifying sonic boom, causing the void to vibrate slightly. And the golden palm prints that were condensed and born were like golden waves, bombarding the snow and cold, endlessly, wanting to bury him directly.

"Xuanwu!"

"Boom—"

What a majestic and vast power those golden palm prints carry, no one knows better than the snow Qinghan shrouded in the palm prints, one is not good, you can't say that this blow will directly hit him hard.

didn't dare to hesitate at all, Xue Qinghan didn't care about attacking anymore, and was busy collecting his sword and backblocking.

The sword qi in the body swept out like a wave, and the cyan Great Freedom Sword Qi transformed into an incomparably deep inky black, like a substance, submerging the void and reversing the sky.

The Xiaoyao Sword hung in front of Xue Qinghan's body, and as the sword technique in Xue Qinghan's hand changed, on the snow-white sword body of the Xiaoyao Sword, a series of ink-black lines outlined out, and the breath also changed instantly.

At this moment, on the Carefree Sword, which was no more than three feet long, there was a heavy coercion, revealing a ferocious aura, like a wild beast crawling and entrenched.

"Roar—"

Accompanied by a sky-shattering beast roar, a pitch-black giant beast condensed and born, with limbs and heavy armor on its back, engraved with a natural avenue texture, which was the phantom of Xuanwu.

The Xuanwu Phantom wrapped Xue Qinghan's body in it, and at this time, one after another golden palm prints fell down, endlessly, and the momentum sank.

"Bang-bang-"

The sound was like two sacred mountains colliding together, and each palm print carried enough power to split mountains and stones, smashing on the Xuanwu phantom above the snow and cold, causing the void to shake more than once.

As the endless golden palm prints fell down like a sea of heaven, the terrifying power was still transmitted to Xue Qinghan's body even if it was blocked by the Xuanwu supernatural power, and his body was bombarded so that it continued to retreat, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step of falling, and even the Buddha statue behind it collapsed and dissipated.

Obviously, those Buddha statues were not as demonic as the one in front of Xue Qinghan, even if the power of the Great Dao was condensed, they still couldn't withstand the destructive power caused by their fight.

The last palm print bombarded the Xuanwu Phantom, and then dissipated, this wave of attacks was finally prevented, but as the last palm print dissipated, the Xuanwu Sword cast by Xue Qinghan also collapsed with a loud bang, turning into a sword qi full of sky, obviously overwhelmed, the defense full of cracks could hold on to this moment, Xue Qinghan secretly said that it was a fluke.

It's just that Xue Qinghan's face is extremely solemn, he tried his best to attack, the other party was unscathed, and the other party's magic power came down, but he was suppressed to death.

Looking forward, Xue Qinghan realized that he had been shocked back hundreds of feet away, and now the qi and blood in his body were still shocking.

"Who are you?"

Xue Qinghan asked, while quickly calming down his slightly disturbed aura.

The other party didn't seem to care about Xue Qinghan's actions, and looked at Xue Qinghan with interest: "Can you actually discover the existence of this wisp of the deity's breath, is it the power of that strange chessboard?

Xue Qinghan frowned when he heard this, was he really seen? Daoyan Chessboard It should be said that he is the biggest secret now, and if it is exposed, there may be a lot of trouble, although he doesn't think that many people can see the mystery of the Daoyan Chessboard.

As for showing the other party, just kidding, although he was in such a place full of divine aura, and the other party was like a Buddha, Xue Qinghan really didn't think that the other party was a good person, and even he suspected that this was not the other party's true face. However, there is one thing that is incomprehensible, that is, the breath of Buddhism Avenue on the other party's body is not false, it is genuine, and it can attract the power of Buddhism Avenue between heaven and earth for its own use.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Hehe, don't you think it's a little funny to break into someone else's house and ask who their owner is?" Facing Xue Qinghan's questioning, Buddha Ying smiled softly and said.

"Okay, both encounters, that is, fate, after the temptation of the deity, you have passed the test of the deity, the deity left here the inheritance will be given to you, I hope you make good use of the deity's inheritance power, come here, the deity will give you the inheritance. ”

"Temptation?test?" Xue Qinghan was unmoved, and it was impossible for him to step forward obediently, he was not mentally retarded, was this playing him like a fool?

Besides, in fact, for Xue Qinghan, he really has no shortage of inheritance, and it is enough to be free and easy, not to mention being greedy and chewing more, and there is no reason to give up the treasure jade and pick up rubble.

"Why? Don't believe in the deity? The monks don't say anything, the breath of the deity is about to run out, and it won't exist for much longer, as for the true body of the deity, it has already fallen before the endless years, can it be that the deceased person can still plot against you?" Seeing that Xue Qinghan was unmoved, the other party continued to speak.

"Don't say anything, heh, the guy who occupies the magpie's nest, so swearing, Your Excellency's cheeky kung fu may not be inferior to the golden body of Buddhism. ”

In this regard, Xue Qinghan just responded with a sneer.

The space fell silent for a moment, and then, a voice completely different from Fang Cai broke the silence.

"Hehehe, hahaha, this kid's mouth is quite poisonous, but since you can see it, there is no need to hide anything, it's just that I've been lonely for too long, and I'll just entertain you a little, in this case, the deity should do it yourself, accept the power of the deity, and you can't refuse!"

"Look at the kid, you have a good talent, and you also have some secrets on your body, coupled with the power of the deity, the recovery of strength is just around the corner, or there is hope to surpass the peak of the deity, this body, just obediently hand it over to the deity, which can make you suffer a little less. ”

"Boom-" As the voice turned gloomy, the scene of heaven and earth around Xue Qinghan suddenly changed, and a suffocating dangerous aura enveloped him, making him can't help but clench the Easy Sword in his hand and tense his body.