The powerful shock wave instantly drained the air in the void for a radius of a hundred miles.Qin Xiaotian only felt that his body sank, as if he was carrying a weight of ten thousand catties and fell downward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, it fell more than a hundred miles. Mo Chai's face was hideous, and a hellfire between his hands burned the thin aura in the air, in order to cut off Qin Xiaotian's control over the yin and yang qi between heaven and earth.

Whether to die or live is only a thought.

Qin Xiaotian violently urged the majestic aura in the dantian to withstand the crushing of external forces. With just one blow just now, one-third of the aura was lost, and this blow was several times stronger than the means of reaching heaven that Qin Xiaotian had used in his heyday.

In front of such a powerful opponent as the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation Realm, Qin Xiaotian was not sure that he could defeat this person, and the reason why he responded to the battle was to test his comprehension of the Yin and Yang Dao Method.

The act of flying to the sky seemed hasty, but it was actually an impulse that Qin Xiaotian had already had, he had long wanted to understand what it was like to feel after the aura was exhausted, and maybe he could open the heart door of the Yellow Scroll Mind Method at that moment to truly comprehend the mystery.

Seeing that Qin Xiaotian just fell and did not resist, Mo Chai's brows furrowed even tighter, he knew that this Qin Xiaotian was scheming, and he was afraid that he had already left a back hand for himself.

Therefore, while Mo Chai was performing the Heavenly Demon Skill, he divided a divine thought to interfere with Qin Xiaotian's Great Emperor Divine Technique.

Although both of their bodies were falling, the phantoms created by the two deities with their divine thoughts were still rising.

"You want to be freed so easily? Mo Chai's head condensed a palm power again, and the divine light shook the majestic mountains on the ground.

Qin Xiaotian closed his eyes, feeling the loss of spiritual power, it was not that he had no way to replenish his spiritual energy. Rather, they want to elevate their potential in an extreme way.

From the small week to the big week, the stay time is too short. Ordinary immortal cultivators would stay at least three to four years at this stage, but he stayed for less than a month.

How can such a short period of time force the Dao method contained in the body out of the body?

The path taken by every immortal cultivator is unique, and Qin Xiaotian's path is even more unique. It was even something that had never happened before in the history of the immortal cultivation world.

Buddhism knows how to use the mysterious power of nature to transform the mysterious power into the unique mantra symbols in Buddhism to bless the body of the person in the practice.

People who can cultivate the Dharma of Buddhism are by no means ordinary people, and it is difficult to comprehend the true meaning of Buddhism if they are not aware enough, and secondly, all those who practice this Dharma have compassion, and those who are evil are difficult to control.

Compared with the wonderful method of Buddhism, the artistic conception of Taoism is more subdued. A cultivator who does not have a root nature cannot control the yin and yang qi of heaven and earth. In terms of understanding, it is several times more difficult than the Buddhist Mystic Law.

Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the body, cultivating the body and cultivating the mind. If you don't cultivate without intention, it will be difficult to achieve the magic law.

There are only two people who are most respected in the immortal cultivation world today, one is a Buddhist sect and one is a Taoist sect. In addition to this, all the great and small sects are called loose practices. Whether it is famous or not, it cannot be compared with Buddhism and Taoism.

It is precisely because of this that Qin Xiaotian's qualifications are higher than those of ordinary people.

There is no way out without a big background, unless you are a highly gifted person, such as Mo Chai.

It is not unreasonable for Mo to chase and enter the eyes of Mo Wentian. Therefore, Mo Chong's death must be explained, as Mo Wentian's righteous son, Mo Chai naturally took up the burden of avenging his younger brother.

Immortal cultivators have a long age, and the longer they live, the more they can perceive the rules under the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, it is better not to take matters into your own hands for the younger generation.

With a loud bang, a big mountain was smashed by the aftermath that Qin Xiaotian was wrapped around his body.

Mo Chai stood beside the broken mountain like a god of war, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "How dare a Zhou Tianjing trash be so arrogant, I want you to know what a real strong person is. Die!"

The sudden shock of the mountain under his feet shook the already broken stones and fell, and in the huge pothole, Qin Xiaotian was facing the sky on his back, with several extremely deep wounds on his body, and the blood had already stained his robe. At this time, he was on the verge of exhaustion of his spiritual energy, and under the blow of Mo Chai's punch, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

If there were people present, they would definitely feel that Qin Xiaotian's previous methods were some kind of charming eye socket tricks, and this was his true appearance, otherwise he would be beaten into a dog, why didn't he fight back.

But who would have believed that Qin Xiaotian was entering a state of mystery at this time, which made him very comfortable. His spirit seems to wander in the unreal, and his body is nothing more than a vessel for the enjoyment of incense in the world.

Suddenly, a trace of white mist flashed in Qin Xiaotianshen's eyes, and in the mist, there was an ancient Buddha majestically and solemnly crossed his knees in the boundless mist. Qin Xiaotian had seen this ancient Buddha before, to be precise, he was a clay statue Bodhisattva, but his solemnity and sacredness told Qin Xiaotian that this clay sculpture Bodhisattva was actually a lamp-burning ancient Buddha buried underground for countless years.

"You have finally realized the most basic obsession in Buddhism, and the purple gold bowl has been free from now on. Such a sentence suddenly sounded in Qin Xiaotian's heart. This sentence came from the deepest part of the dantian qi sea, as if it came from Qin Xiaotian's natal immortal palace, and it seemed to come from the undisturbed yin and yang ancient well.

Just as Mo Chai cast his strongest blow and attacked Qin Xiaotian's brain, a purple gold bowl suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Suddenly, a golden light emanated from the purple gold bowl, and the reflected light was reflected on Qin Xiaotian's body, and he felt that he was occupied by an ancient Buddha. His strength was multiplying, and it seemed that as long as he waved his hand lightly, the Great Perfection Master of the Divine Foundation Realm in front of him would be wiped out.

But Qin Xiaotian didn't do this, but instead flew towards the sky towards the colorful gems.

The majestic divine power turned into a flickering phantom at this time, and Qin Xiaotian finally used his last trace of strength to pick up the seven-colored gem in the depths of the suspended void.

Mo Chai's sluggish face no longer had the slightest look, and the brilliance in his eyes turned into a ball of dead ashes. How could there be such a talented man in this world, he was a master of the Great Perfection of the Divine Foundation Realm, and he was invincible at the same level, how could he lose to a garbage who had only reached the Zhou Tian realm?

At this moment, he lost his attachment to life and questioned his understanding of yin and yang in the world. His heart was dead, and only his man was still standing in a corner of the hillside, bearing the blow of all thoughts.

The divine skill was put away, and the figure shook. Nine palaces and eight steps have reached the point where the heart turns at will, but for the master, Qin Xiaotian's speed is still as slow as a snail.

"You see, it's Brother Qin who has returned. Pig Brainless was the first to run forward, looking at the starry sky with his head held high.

Everyone looked up, and sure enough, there was a phantus flickering in the night. "Is it really the head of the Dayan Immortal Sect......?

"Well, it looks like we're underestimating him. ”

"I'll just say, Master Qin is not an ordinary person, and his cultivation is by no means as simple as it seems. Now you believe it!" a Taoist with a mole on his mouth, his eyes flashing with a glint of light.

"I think there may be some treasure on Master Qin, do you think, how could there have been such a thing in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for thousands of years? A monk of the Zhou Tian Realm, not only cultivated the Dream into the Divine Machine, but also killed more than twenty Divine Foundation Realm masters, what is even more incredible is that he actually made a bet with a genius of the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm twice, and he also won. You say, isn't it a little too unreasonable? "The bald monk's name is Shan Qiaotuo, and he is one of the best masters among many disciples. In particular, his cultivation of the Heavenly Divine Eye had reached the point of pure fire furnace green, and it was a hundred times sharper than Qin Xiaotian.

"That makes sense, why don't we try it later?" said a long-bearded old monk who was also a Buddhist monk.

After a while, Qin Xiaotian really flew down from the clouds, holding a colorful gem in his hand that was much bigger than a duck egg.

Mo Wentian frowned and released a powerful divine thought to sense Mo Chai's aura, but found that he couldn't detect it at all, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in his heart. "Where is Chai'er now?"

"On a hillside, you're in a daze!" Qin Xiaotian said with a smile. He was in a good mood, and this battle not only slapped those who wanted to poison him behind his back, but also forced the purple gold bowl out.

The purple gold bowl is a holy object given by Qin Xiaotian when he met a mud bodhisattva in the wilderness Daze, although it is a mud bodhisattva, but Qin Xiaotian can feel the breath of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp from this bodhisattva, as for why he doesn't know, maybe this mud bodhisattva is the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp.

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, and fled in the direction of Qin Xiaotian's finger. He had ten thousand questions in his heart, what method did this Qin Xiaotian use to win Mo Chai.

The Lingxiao Fairy is ethereal and elegant, exuding a faint charm all over her body. At such a height, how could there be no half-immortal cultivators? Since he could pick off the colorful gems, could it be that the person in the prophecy was him?

Bai Tangxi felt the strangeness in the eyes of the Lingxiao Fairy God, and flashed and swept fifty steps away from him. Fifty steps is the amnesty of the Lingxiao Fairy to Bai Tangxi, and the others can only be a hundred steps away, otherwise they will explode and die.

"Is the Holy Aunt also thinking about the prophecy?" Bai Tangxi asked with a little respect.

"Do you also know about the prophecy?" Lingxiao Fairy frowned and turned her head, and instead of looking at Bai Tangxi, her gaze fell on Qin Xiaotian, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

"That's one of the reasons why I asked my aunt to come. Bai Tang smiled happily, but his face was still respectful.

"Oh, so you had already planned to win over Qin Xiaotian, but I heard that you tried your best to kill him before. Why did you give up your status as a prince because of a prophecy to please a child who grew up in the wilderness?"

"I did have the idea of taking the Yellow Scroll Heart Method for myself before, but now I don't want to. Bai Tangxi said with some embarrassment.

"Tell me what made you change your mind. Lingxiao Fairy asked.

"Because a skeleton ......," Bai Tangxi said this, and when he said this, the strange methods that the skeleton had used that day appeared in his mind.

"You're talking about him? hehe, interesting. When I was very young, I heard my father tell me about this skeleton. I've heard that a few old monsters call him the Bone Saint Immortal?

"The Holy Aunt has insight, and the news is much more accurate than that of me, the prince. Bai Tangxi smiled slightly, and began to calculate again in his heart.

"Whoever bets and loses just now will pay for it. The pig suddenly screamed at the crowd, and sat down on the ground with the feet of those who were not very bold and directly frightened.

Hua Xiaoyun and Bai Ling'er smiled charmingly, and walked towards the room not far away with Qin Xiaotian sandwiched in the middle.