The nearly 1,000 cultivators of the Ten Thousand Spirits Star Domain carefully looked at the Huaxia cultivators on the Shenwu Stage, and after a while, they burst into laughter, and while laughing, they pointed at the men on the stage with their hands, with an arrogant attitude. There were even some female cultivators who pretended to cover their noses, as if they were afraid that the cultivator on the stage would pass on the smell on their bodies to them. Seeing the disgusted and disgusted expressions of this group of people in the Ten Thousand Souls Star Domain, the cultivators of Huaxia were filled with righteous indignation and glared at them angrily. Among all the people near the Shenwu Terrace, only the young cultivator on the platform had a clear gaze and was calm, and he didn't look at the mockery of the Ten Thousand Stars cultivator at all.

"Hahaha, is the Shenwu Academy poor in donkey skills? How did you find a person named Huazi to come up, such a person, I can fight nine of them alone!" Mingyin teased looking at the ragged Huaxia cultivator on the stage.

"Yes, even though our young master Mingyin has been slightly injured, if we deal with such beggars, let alone nine, even nineteen are more than enough!" The cultivator beside Mingyin smiled flatteringly, and then echoed.

"Shut up, have you said enough! This Chinese young man is practicing the top Taoist mind cultivation technique, and he is truly not confused in his mind and not trapped in the form. An arrogant cultivator like you, it's almost as good as beating nine of you by himself. Ignorance, hum!" At this moment, Xie Ju suddenly turned his head and angrily scolded Mingyin and the cultivator under him. His eyes were wide open, not angry and self-threatening, so frightened that Mingyin and everyone shrank their necks and didn't dare to speak.

Among all the cultivators who invaded Huaxia Ancestral Star, Mingyin was afraid of his senior uncle Xuan, and there was one other person who was Xie Ju. They crossed the sea of stars together with the Boundless God Domain, and traveled tens of millions of miles to Huaxia, and on the way they really saw Xie Ju's methods. Don't look at this person as a kind person on the surface, but if he really does it, he is no different from a madman. Mingyin had seen the bloody scene of Xie Ju being blocked by the Sky Devouring Beast in the Star Sea, and tearing the Sky Devouring Beast with his hands. The Sky Devourer is an extremely powerful creature in the starry sky, and its muscles, bones, skin, and flesh are extremely tough, even if an immortal-level blade wants to cut it, it is not an easy task. But Xie Ju tore the Sky Devouring Beast apart with just his hands, and he was decisive and cruel. If he really angered Xie Ju today, even if he corrected himself on the spot, I am afraid that Xuan Xuan would not dare to avenge himself.

"This cultivator has the top Taoist mental method, emphasizing no desire and no desire, no other and no self, and has reached the realm of Taoist unity. Whoever goes up to him for a while, let him not be careless. Xie Ju looked at the cultivators on the Shenwu Platform as he turned his head and whispered to the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Spirits Star Domain.

It turned out that the cultivator who came to power on the Huaxia Continent was You Long's friend, known as Huang Shengtong, another of the two masters of the formation system. This person's background is mysterious, although he is not as leaky as You Long, but there are very few people who know his true identity. Huang Shengtong, like You Long, is also a cultivator who has introduced the arts, but it seems that the elders of the Shenwu Academy are very familiar with his master, so they don't have any doubts about him. Huang Shengtong is now at the peak of his state of mind, he is a sub-saint, and even one foot has stepped into the threshold of a saint. The artifact he kept warm in his body was the Holy Spirit Bowl, which was a very terrifying immortal weapon.

Huang Shengtong is casual by nature, usually sleeps except for practice, and never takes the initiative to interact with others. Although he looked disheveled and had a messy hair, he practiced the supreme Taoist method of mind, focusing on cultivating the mind. Just like Xie Ju said, he really did not mess up his mind, did not get trapped in the form, and the external filth could not confuse his pure heart. So that the worldly man can only see the dirt on his clothes, but he cannot see the true nature of his heart through the outside. The attitude of being at ease with what happens from the inside out makes some old people who have practiced for thousands of years feel ashamed, if you talk about the state of mind, I am afraid that there are few people in Shenwu.

"Senior Xie, since this fellow Daoist pays attention to cultivating the mind, let me meet him. At this moment, a young monk came to Xie Ju's side, clasped his palms together, and said softly.

"Oh?" Seeing the cultivator beside him, Xie Ju was slightly stunned, and then, he said to the cultivator: "Kongjian, I know that you are eager to complete the Shakya lineage, and you want to defeat the Huaxia cultivator as soon as possible, and then look for it in Huaxia openly. But with your cultivation, it's a little too early to play now, right? You know, Huaxia Ancestral Star Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, there must be many people with strong cultivation who haven't appeared on the stage!"

The cultivator standing in front of Xie Ju was a Buddhist disciple, he was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, with a good appearance and ears hanging over his shoulders. The man held a golden Zen staff with nine rings on it, which swayed gently and jingled in the breeze. This person is the sixteenth-ranked cultivator on the Tongtian Wall, and the only Buddhist disciple among the top thirty cultivators on the Tongtian Wall.

"Senior, this cultivator in Huaxia is a strong man who is proficient in the art of mind cultivation, and the exercises I have practiced are also related to mind cultivation, and now I encounter such an opponent of equal strength, how can I give up? Besides, I feel that the holy weapon in his body is also inextricably linked to my Buddhism, if I can, I want to strip it out and use it for my use!" Sheng Xuankong saw a fierce flash in his eyes, and said cruelly.

"This ...... Well, it's rare that you have an eye-catching opponent, so it's up to you to do this game. It's still the same sentence, be careful in everything, don't be careless!" Seeing that the saint Xuankong saw a resolute attitude, Xie Ju agreed.

With Xie Ju's support, Sheng Xuankong nodded, only to see him tiptoe to the ground and gently float onto the Shenwu platform. Sheng Xuan Kongjian came to the Shenwu platform, put his palms together in front of Huang Shengtong, recited the Buddha's name, and said: "In the descendants of the Buddha in the next ten thousand lifetimes, Sheng Xuan Kongjian. This time, seeing that Daoyou's cultivation skills are extremely high, I can't hold back the excitement in my heart, and I want to have a discussion with Daoyou, I don't know the name of Yougao?"

"Huaxia, Huang Shengtong!" Huang Shengtong looked at Shengxuan Kongjian and said lazily. In fact, when Sheng Xuankong saw the stage, Huang Shengtong's heart tightened, although the other party was a disciple of Buddhism, he looked kind and harmless, but the monstrous Buddha power exuded from his body was moving. The Buddha's proverbs, which are as strong as the sea, even overflow from the body of the holy Xuankongjian, making people want to be willingly purified by it and take refuge in Buddhism.

"What a holy Xuan Kongjian, worthy of being the sixteenth ranked cultivator on the Tongtian Wall, such a Buddhism is probably unsurpassed even among the younger generation in China, right?" Mo Seng looked at Sheng Xuan Kongjian and sighed lightly.

Huang Shengtong looked at the Shengxuan Kongjian opposite, and the two of them didn't move, just stood quietly, looking at each other. Although neither of them moved, the cultivators on both sides in the audience felt the majestic killing intent permeating the stage. People looked at the two people on the Shenwu platform intently, for fear of missing some wonderful moments.

"Hey, Xiao Yu, what are you looking at? These two people won't be intimidated by each other's momentum, right? Why are they all there?" Xiao Hei looked at the two people on the stage, then looked at Ling Yu and the others beside him, and asked puzzledly.

"Open your eyes and look carefully. Ling Yu was looking intently at Shengxuan Kongjian and Huang Shengtong on the stage, how could he have time to take care of Xiao Hei, hearing Xiao Hei's shout, Ling Yu said impatiently.

Hearing Ling Yu's words, Xiao Hei hurriedly raised his index finger and middle finger, and put his two fingers together in front of him. When two fingers swiped in front of him, Xiao Hei finally knew what Ling Yu was looking at.

It turned out that the two cultivators standing on the Shenwu platform seemed to be unfazed, but in fact, they were fighting with the power of divine consciousness. On the top of Huang Shengtong's head, there was a purple-gold bowl floating, Xiao Hei knew that it was the immortal weapon that Huang Shengtong had cultivated after reaching the realm of Taoism and Law unity, the Holy Spirit Bowl. The Holy Spirit Bowl emitted purple divine light, enveloping Huang Shengtong, like a big bell, and all laws would not invade. And the purple gold Zen staff that the Holy Xuan Kongjian saw emitted swastikas, rushing towards the Holy Spirit Bowl, wanting to defeat the purple divine light of the bowl. The two holy weapons were frozen in the air, and they did not give in to each other.

The confrontation of divine consciousness like that of Shengxuan Kongjian and Huang Shengtong is often more dangerous than the competition of real swords and real guns, because it is not the body that supports a person's survival, but the soul. If two people fight with their divine senses, the damage suffered by the losing party is not as recoverable as the physical body, and it is hundreds of times more difficult to heal the divine consciousness and soul than to heal the physical body. Whenever the losing side of the confrontation between the divine consciousness is defeated, the power of the divine consciousness is reduced and the spiritual consciousness is lost. At worst, the soul is scattered and reduced to the walking dead. Although some ghost cultivators have unique methods for conjuring spirits, the probability of success is extremely low, and the art of conjuring spirits has long been lost, which is why cultivators are reluctant to engage in spiritual knowledge with others.

Sheng Xuankong and Huang Shengtong were in a stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, and during this quarter of an hour, although neither of them moved, they were sweating on the top of their heads. The spiritual power consumed by the clash of divine consciousness was enormous, and in this short quarter of an hour, the two of them were equivalent to fighting for hundreds of rounds. It's also thanks to the fact that these two people have strong spirits and spiritual senses, if they were someone else, they would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

"Holy Missionary, you can't hurt me if you go on like this, and I can't hurt you, so it's better for us to take out our housekeeping skills and fight, how about it?" Huang Shengtong was the first to speak.

"That's exactly what I mean!" Seeing that Huang Shengtong had withdrawn the power of his divine sense, Sheng Xuan Kongjian also nodded and said softly. Then, I saw him stick the purple gold Zen staff on the ground and rush towards Huang Shengtong with his bare hands.

Seeing Sheng Xuankong rushing towards him, Huang Shengtong's pupils contracted suddenly, and he secretly said, "What a powerful force!" Then, he also clenched his fists with both hands and faced Sheng Xuankong Jian.

When the two rushed towards each other, everyone saw that two pairs of deep shoe prints appeared in the place where the two had just stayed. And among those two pairs of shoe prints, there was a faint layer of mist, you can imagine how dangerous it would be when they clashed just now.

"Lao Bai, do you think this Shengxuan Kongjian or Huang Shengtong, who has a better chance of winning?" Looking at the two people who were fighting in close quarters in the field, Chi Luo turned his head and asked Bai You softly.

"In my opinion, it's very difficult for them to tell the winner in a short period of time. Huang Shengtong's mind cultivation technique has reached the realm of transformation, but Shengxuan Kongjian seems to have mastered the authentic Buddhist inheritance, so I don't dare to make a judgment in this battle between them. Bai You shook his head and said with a sigh.

"If Saint Xuankong Jian loses today, I believe they will soon let Luan Ji play, and the mystery of their Boundless Divine Domain is finally about to be revealed!" Chi Luo tapped his fingers on his arm and muttered to himself.