The seven Lingxuzi encountered an unprecedented crisis in Huo Yuanzhen's palm Buddha country.

Except for Lingxuzi, the other six people were now staring blankly, and their footsteps were slowly moving forward, and the target was the illusory city floating in front of them.

Huo Yuanzhen secretly observed them, this city is the essence of the Buddha country, as long as you enter the city, people's life, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, all worldly disasters will come one after another.

If you are not firm in your mind, you are likely to be enlightened in the city, and even enter the Buddha's Gate.

This Buddha country was originally an intermediate-level illusion, but after reaching the advanced level, the practicality has greatly increased, and the general innate late stage can no longer resist the confusion of this illusion.

Moreover, Huo Yuanzhen only needs to consume the mana of the intermediate illusion realm, his burden is not big, if it were not for the spirit void who has not been confused, Huo Yuanzhen has enough confidence to include these six people in the Buddhist sect.

However, this abominable Lingxuzi, with his strong strength at the peak of the late innate stage, stubbornly resisted the confusion of the illusion, but refused to go to the city, and kept summoning several of his junior disciples.

Huo Yuanzhen knew that he had to make a move.

System martial arts could not be used in the illusion realm, so Huo Yuanzhen couldn't perform most of his martial arts.

But he still has a way, his three points of yin and yang, star absorption, etc., are not limited within the illusion.

Lingxuzi was still summoning several of his junior disciples while resisting the illusion, and suddenly, a ring from Shaolin appeared in front of Lingxuzi's eyes.

"Lingxuzi, the time is almost up, you haven't escaped from the palm of the poor monk yet, are you willing to fail?"

"Phew! Your ghost tricks can't confuse the poor way, see how I can break your blind eyes!"

After all that's said. Lingxuzi raised the sword in his hand and slashed at Huo Yuanzhen in front of him.

A sword light streaked through. The surrounding space floated, and the monk was gone.

Lingxuzi was horrified in his heart, and the monk's blinding method was too powerful, which no longer seemed to belong to the category of martial arts.

And at this time, above the sky, the three thousand Guardian Guardians of the Buddhist family came to the clouds, covering the sky and the sun over the head of Lingxuzi.

"What the hell is a trick! These are all vulnerable, one ring, you can't scare the poor road!"

Lingxuzi yelled in a weak heart, in order to prove that he was not afraid of these Garans. Holding a sword and starting to swing it at the sky. One after another, sword qi burst through the air.

The swordsmanship is powerful enough, those guardian Garans are really vulnerable, and Lingxuzi can destroy at least one, or even two or three, with one sword.

But the apologetics Garan prevailed in numbers, from above the sky. Like a formation of fighter jets, they roared down in rows, holding all kinds of strangely shaped weapons in their hands, and hit Lingxuzi.

Lingxuzi was not afraid, and continued to attack with a sword in hand.

But just after a few moves, suddenly Lingxuzi felt that his body was being pulled, and suddenly a palm pressed on his dantian lower abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, a huge gravitational force came from the palm of that hand, and it was in the inner abdomen of Lingxuzi's dantian. The internal force is like a river opening a floodgate, flowing out along the palm!

The Spirit Void screamed and swung his sword to slash, but then the palm disappeared.

And in just such a short second, his internal strength has lost a lot, and his movements have slowed down.

Garan in the sky is still attacking. Lingxuzi was helpless, so he had to raise his sword again to meet the enemy.

That palm quietly appeared again, and when Lingxuzi was unguarded, he once again absorbed some of his internal strength.

Whenever Lingxuzi wanted to concentrate on dealing with that palm, Garan in the sky would attack desperately, creating an opportunity for that palm. ..., more than ten times like this, the internal force of Lingxuzi's body, even the consumption belt was absorbed, and the remaining was less than one-third.

Lingxuzi's crazy sword dancer shouted: "Wow, yes! Yijie monk, you despicable and shameless man, what kind of hero is a sneak attack behind your back, you have the ability to fight with the poor road head-on!"

Before the words fell, suddenly a surging wave of qi rushed over, and Lingxuzi couldn't dodge, was hit by the air wave, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Then the sky changed, and Lingxuzi lay there in a whirlwind, not getting up for a long time.

The time for a stick of incense must have passed, and by the time Lingxuzi woke up, the surrounding Buddha kingdom had disappeared.

In front of him, his six juniors were surrounding him in fear, calling out.

Lingxuzi wanted to speak, but he felt weak!

Hurriedly checked the Qi Sea Dantian, only to find that his dantian was empty, and the internal strength that had been cultivated for many years was gone!

For a while, Lingxuzi's heart was broken, and he said to several of his junior disciples: "It's over, senior brother, my skills are gone." ”

Wudang Erxia said to Lingxuzi: "Senior brother in charge, it's okay, that Yijie said, he just dissolved your internal strength, but he didn't break your Qi Sea Dantian, your meridians have already penetrated, if you practice again according to your own mental method, you will be able to recover your internal strength in a year or two, and you won't really lose your martial arts." ”

Ling Xuzi hurriedly checked the dantian again, only to know that what the senior disciple said was true.

Although he temporarily lost his internal strength, the meridian acupoints that Lingxuzi had opened were not sealed, and his heart was a little calmer, and he said to his junior disciples: "How are you?"

"We are nothing, after entering here, we were confused by the methods of the first ring, and then somehow we passed out, until we woke up, and we found you lying here. ”

"What about the One Ring?"

Lingxuzi looked around and didn't find Huo Yuanzhen.

"Not long after we woke up, Li Yifeng asked Yijie to listen to him and let Yijie serve as the leader of the alliance, but Yijie did not agree. Then he and Li Yifeng fought, and went to the valley to fight. ”

Lingxu sighed and asked again, "What about those Shaolin disciples and Wulin League disciples?"

"Senior brother, the Shaolin bald Shaolin monks are too powerful, either their kung fu is too high, or they are invulnerable, the more than three hundred brothers of our martial arts league can't take them, and they have injured nearly a hundred people, and now they don't fight. The two sides are facing off. ”

"Go, help me to see. ”

At the request of the Spiritual Void Son. The six heroes of Wudang set up the spirit void and slowly walked to the attic where the original deputy alliance leader was located.

When he came here, Lingxuzi found that the original attic had been razed to the ground, and in the ruins and wreckage, the two teams were still in a stalemate.

However, the momentum of the two sides is completely different.

The Shaolin side was unscathed, and the twenty-one bald heads were still shining, staring at the disciples of the Wulin League one by one.

Although there are still more than 200 people on the side of the Wulin Alliance, they are all listless. Mental malaise. There are also many people with wounds.

After hearing that the Wudang Seven Heroes were defeated in the hands of the Shaolin abbot, the disciples of the Wulin League also lost their fighting spirit, they originally supported Lingxuzi as the leader of the alliance, but now that the leader of the alliance was beaten down by the monk, their battle was meaningless.

Now both sides are waiting for the final outcome. Because people know that the battle between Yijie and Li Yifeng is the key battle that determines the future direction of the Wulin League.

Lingxuzi came here, and after looking at it, he said to several of his junior disciples: "Go, bring our Wudang disciples back, let's go back to Wudang Mountain." ”

A few of his junior disciples were still about to speak, but Lingxuzi waved his hand: "Needless to say, no matter what Li Yifeng and Yijie win or lose." It has nothing to do with our Wudang, maybe our next generation of Wudang, the next two generations have outstanding disciples who can compete for the position of the leader of the alliance, but in our generation, there is no such opportunity. ”...,

Seeing that the once ambitious senior brother now looks heroic and short of breath, everyone is also related. The proud Tiangang Beidou Array was broken by a ring, which was really too big a blow to the senior brother.

Not only did Lingxuzi have no ambition, but the Wudang Seven Heroes were all like this, and the unpredictable methods of Yijie made them lose the courage to confront them head-on.

Here in the Wulin League, there are also twenty or thirty disciples of Wudang, and now under the call of Lingxuzi, they have come out one after another, and there are many with injuries on their bodies.

These monks were merciful, and they basically knocked out each of them, and they didn't kill anyone.

Looking up to the sky with a long sigh, Lingxuzi said: "There are talents in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, Yijie already has such a skill at a young age, I am afraid that the future achievements will not be under the white-haired blood demon a hundred years ago, I hope that his Buddhist identity can restrain him and benefit the martial arts in the future!"

"Let's go, let's go back to Wudang!"

Lingxuzi waved his hand, and with the support of everyone, he slowly left the Butterfly Valley.

Outside Butterfly Valley, between an uninhabited mountain forest clearing, Huo Yuan was really confronting Li Yifeng.

A whirlwind blew in, rolling up snowflakes and sliding between the two.

The long beard on Li Yifeng's chest was curled up by snowflakes, he gently stroked his beard with his hand, pulled out his long sword with one hand, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Monk Yijie, the old man advises you again, you have a great relationship with Sect Master Mo, and the old man does not want to embarrass you." But this Martial Arts Alliance, Sect Master Mo must be in his hands, why do you want to be embarrassed by Sect Master Mo? The old man said something that should not be said, if you get along well with Ning Wanjun, maybe in the future, this Holy Sect and the Martial Arts League will be yours, and there is a great possibility to become the first person in the martial arts, why should you destroy your future?"

"Amitabha! Li Shizhu's words, the poor monk doesn't understand, and the poor monk doesn't have that much ambition, the poor monk only knows that your demon sect wantonly destroys the order of martial arts, which I will never allow in Shaolin. ”

"Ignorant monk, do you think you can resist our Holy Sect!"

"Master Li, no matter whether I Shaolin can do this or not, the ending of the poor monk will not be as sad as Lord Li Shi's, becoming Mo Tianxie's lackey!"

Li Yifeng's face suddenly turned cold, "What are you talking about!"

Master Li Shi knew it in his heart. ”

Li Yifeng looked at Huo Yuanzhen coldly, the monk's words pierced the pain in his heart, the long sword in his hand was slowly raised, and he said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Monk, you will pay the price for today's words." ”

Huo Yuanzhen also raised his palms at this time: "Li Yifeng, you will pay less for what you wear when you come out today!" (Your support from the famous academy is my biggest motivation.) )