As soon as the power of the Northern Underworld moved, the situation in the field changed instantly.

Tens of thousands of players crowded together, and no one could keep their distance from the rest of the players in this situation. Forcibly transporting the "Northern Pluto Divine Skill", under the condition of full load, the effect that can be produced, the young man is not sure, but he knows that this is his only chance to turn defeat into victory.

I saw that with the boy as the center, a faint ray of light blue streamer turned into a circle of light blue ripples that were almost invisible to the naked eye through the player's body, and spread out rapidly.

"Bang... Bang..."

Under the dull gaze of the black-clothed girl on the mountain, the fierce players in the wild at the bottom of the mountain, with the spread of the light blue streamer, were like weeds that had been invaded by a hurricane, from the inside to the outside, one after the other fell to the ground, and even lost the strength to struggle.

Internal strength sucking is a catastrophe for this group of players, but for teenagers, it is the key to determining the outcome of the game.

Although absorbing the player's internal energy can't really be stored like its own internal energy, it can also exist in the body for a while.

Feeling the vast energy that madness poured into his body, but slowly dissipated, the young man's eyes surged with madness and determination, and while he was running the "Northern Spiritual Skill" with all his might, he separated a part of his mind and forcibly mobilized the energy that was inhaled into the body but could not be stored in the dantian.

"Buzz!"

A faint Buddha chant sprinkled from the clouds, and on the earth, the Buddha light rippling out of the young man's body completely covered up the existence of the pale blue glow, and a smiling golden Buddha rose in the wind, and among the players who kept falling, it quickly rose from one person high to ten zhang, or even a hundred zhang high.

When the tens of thousands of players who pounced on them lost their strength and fell to the ground, far away more than ten miles, I am afraid that the golden transparent giant Buddha that could be clearly identified was condensed between heaven and earth.

Sit cross-legged golden lotus, palms in the clouds.

Looking down at the mountains, the flowers are smiling.

The wind and clouds are turbulent, the Buddha light of heaven and earth, the Buddha statue stands majestically, a two-color flower, leisurely condensed, between my Buddha's fingers.

Golden for the petals, blue for the stamens, I saw my Buddha smiling, the blue stamens scattered into the petals. The petals withered with the wind, outlining one after another Zen-like arcs in mid-air, fluttering, falling to the fingers of the young man who was already sitting cross-legged on the ground at some point.

The corner of the young man's mouth smiled, just like my Buddha flowers, only one arm left, covered in blood, but the young man was under the reflection of the Buddha's light around him, his eyes were originally full of murderous intent, but at this time, there was the emptiness that only the monks had attained, looking at his appearance, as if listening to my Buddha's preaching, hearing the Tao and Zen, Ming Zen and empty, all empty and Buddha, is to become a Buddha on the ground; Another example is that the Venerable Kasa has attained enlightenment, Buddha and Zen, heaven and earth, the cycle of cause and effect, only between the fingers of a flower.

"Amitabha!"

The lips moved slightly, a Buddha horn, rippling between heaven and earth, the boy flicked lightly, a few petals slipped from the boy's fingers, floated to the top of the boy's head, a slight pause, a few petals to the surroundings, slowly spun out.

"Buzz!"

It was a sound of Buddha chanting that shook the heavens and the earth, and the huge Buddha statue that went straight into the clouds, with the scattering of petals, in the sound of the Buddha's chanting, collapsed, turned into endless Buddha light, poured down, and came out mightily, without seeing the slightest killing intent and irritability, but with a little bit of compassion and compassion and kindness, affecting the Quartet.

The Buddha's light follows the petals, the petals fly, the Buddha's light arrives, and under the Buddha's light without any killing intent, the player who is unable to lie on the ground seems to feel the Zen in the Buddha's light, the corners of his mouth are involuntarily hooked, and the horror in his eyes is slowly dissipating, but there is no brilliance.

The petals float into the forest, such as the warm wind blowing, the leaves rattle, if someone carefully observes at this time, they will find that the Buddha's light is under the waves, the tree is full of greenery, and there is not a leaf that is swept down by the energy.

The trees are still there, but the players who were originally ambushed in the forest only felt warm all over their bodies, and then, without knowing it, they passed away with a smile under the light of the Buddha.

"What a strong 'one-finger flower'!" The corners of the mouth under the veil slowly hooked, the horror in the eyes was gone, and the eyes like water were getting brighter and cooler in the light of the Buddha, like fireworks in full bloom, at the most brilliant moment, suddenly dissipated, and disappeared.

"Bang!"

In the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the girl in black couldn't resist the Buddha light that the young man popped up after all, her body went limp, and she fell on the top of the mountain.

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Juxianzhuang.

The ruins and walls are full of devastation, corpses are everywhere, and blood is like a stream.

Juxianzhuang, which was originally famous in the rivers and lakes, was completely reduced to ruins in the First World War at this moment, burying hundreds of Jianghu men, but also burying the identity of a heroic hero from the Central Plains.

His eyes were red, there was no blood stain on his body, and Qiao Feng, who didn't even breathe for the air, slowly walked out of Juxianzhuang with a mountain-like killing intent.

Feeling Qiao Feng's state, everyone outside the village who was not involved in this matter was frightened and retreated again and again, even the South China Sea crocodile god Yue Laosan, who had always been not afraid of heaven and earth, at this time, under Qiao Feng's coercion, couldn't help but take three steps back, only to withstand the chill that made people fearful.

Holding the blade, everyone just came back with a breath of courage in their hearts, they were not sure, whether Qiao Feng in this state could still maintain his sanity, if he killed the red eyes and went crazy, the people present, I am afraid that no one will be able to live to see the sun tomorrow, but if they take the initiative to show their blades to face Qiao Feng, it is obvious that the courage in their hearts is still too far behind.

Fortunately for the Jianghu guests present, Qiao Feng did not go berserk.

Feeling a worried and soft gaze with a hint of pity, for some reason, the killing intent around Qiao Feng's body instantly ebbed and dissipated, and the blood red in his eyes was also replaced by Qingming, smiling slightly, in the midst of everyone's concentration and vigilance, Qiao Feng walked in front of Xue Muhua in three or two steps.

"Divine Doctor Xue, Azhu will work for you!" There was no violence of killing hundreds of people, and there was no complacency to coerce the audience, Qiao Feng glanced at Ah Zhu gently, still as usual, and said to Xue Muhua with a heroic arch of his hands.

"Joe... Qiao Daxia rest assured, he will do his best to save it! Without the self-confidence just now, and without the original arrogance, Xue Muhua smiled solemnly and said.

Although the Chengwu Realm is the top powerhouse in the rivers and lakes, there are not a few powerhouses in the Chengwu Realm that Xue Muhua has seen, and there are not ten or eight who owe favors to others, but there are also four or five, so when he faces the powerhouses of the Chengwu Realm, he has enough confidence to be proud. But the half-step void realm is different, in the entire Northern Song Dynasty rivers and lakes, not counting the group of sect masters from the various sects of the sect master country, the powerhouse of the half-step void realm on the bright side, only Qiao Feng is alone, even the abbot of Xuanci has to treat him politely, no matter how proud he is, he Xue Muhua has to put down his body at this moment.

However, although Xue Muhua subconsciously lowered his posture, he was still confident and confident in what he was best at.

Saving Azhu, who was on the verge of death, was nothing more than a gesture for Xue Muhua!