Barimungen is famous, but he is an old man who is not amazing, and even a little shriveled.

Compared to the tall Fangzheng, it is inconspicuous.

But this is such a person, but he is the supreme existence of Tantra, and he has attained the Buddhahood.

His figure appeared in the middle of the performance field, his hands folded together and he bowed gently, and the robe on his body was windless.

The treasure of Zen Buddhism - such as the Dharma robe!

This robe has a greater symbolic meaning for Buddhism, but I have not heard of any special magical powers.

It's just that if you can become a treasure, you can't be ordinary.

"Amitabha!"

Barimungen lowered his eyebrows and chanted the Buddha's name, and a vast and infinite qi machine quietly emerged from his body.

In the past, there was a Buddha sitting on Mount Meru, and its power shrouded 800 sacred mountains and 3,000 worlds, sprinkling the light of the Buddha all over the world.

This time,

The aura of the Tantric Dharma King was revealed, and the huge Dharma performance field seemed to have become extremely cramped and difficult to tolerate.

Like a burly god-man who filled the entire void standing in the middle of the field, Fang Zheng was almost ignored.

"Worthy of being the king of tantric Buddhism, the condensation and cultivation of the original spirit of Bari Menggen are profound, and they should not be underestimated."

Jiqiu-kun squinted:

"I don't know how Fang Xiaoyou should deal with it?"

The sword ape held his chin in his hand, his eyes were vibrant, his expression changed on his face, and he subconsciously glanced at Li Shu beside him.

'Djinn Divine Skill? ’

'Interesting! ’

"Boom!"

Just as Jiqiujun's words fell, a violent aura emerged from the field, blatantly tearing through the suppression of Bari Menggen's breath.

Fangzheng's skin and flesh trembled, and his flesh seemed to contain a sun, and the terrifying qi and blood burned everything.

When the gods approached slightly, they felt unbearably hot, as if they were near a large stove.

The two qi collided, and they were actually comparable, but the formation of the law arena was stimulated and spontaneously operated.

"Amitabha, donor, please!"

"Master, please!"

The two looked at each other, and the divine light burst out in the air, and the rising breath seemed to be a surging tide becoming more and more rapid.

"Boom!"

Silent roar, emerging from the field.

…………

The duel between the two scattered immortals naturally attracted the attention of many people early, and this time I heard that it started early, and the monks in the forbidden realm all rushed over.

As it disappeared and spread, Dao streamers swept out from all over the forbidden realm, converging into a galaxy and heading straight for the Dharma field.

It is not surprising that the Grand Mage, the peak martial artist, and even the real person and the Martial Sect are rare to see in the outside world.

"Started?"

"Why so suddenly?"

"It's not going to be over, is it?"

“……”

"How can it be so fast, even if Fang Zheng is not the opponent of the Dharma King when he first enters the Scattered Immortals, it is impossible to end it so quickly."

Everyone whispered, and as they approached the martial arts arena, their voices gradually fell, and their eyes were cast into it.

Time.

The complexion varies.

…………

Somewhere in the main hall.

Heavenly Master Dao Master Kang Cangzi's eyes moved slightly, his long sleeves waved lightly, and the void in front of him was like ripples on the surface of the water.

When the ripples dissipate, the scene in the martial arts arena is impressive.

Round mirror method!

This spell is refracted by light and shadow, and you can see the distant scene, and the higher the cultivation, the farther away it can be.

And Kang Cangzi's hand actually revealed the scene thousands of miles away on the spot, and nothing was missed.

In his hands, ordinary spells have turned decay into magic.

"Oh!"

"Started early?"

The Taoist sitting opposite was white, young and handsome, with only a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes.

It is the current Xuantian Dao Lord Wei Boyang.

These two,

It is the top Terran cultivator in the whole world, and he is also a strong person who can be ranked in the past and present.

They sit in the Central Plains, so that many powerful people such as overseas scattered immortals, Arctic ice regions, and Western barbarians in southern Xinjiang dare not set foot easily.

It even made the six realms of the Demon Heaven almost disappear.

"Here we go."

Kang Cangzi's white hair was pale, his face was wrinkled, and even his eyes were cloudy, and he nodded when he heard this:

"Founder, a rising star, is commendable!"

"This man is a variable." Wei Boyang pinched his fingers and said:

"Poor Dao has calculated several times, and there is always a layer of mist shrouded in him, and it is difficult to see the foundation, what can Brother Dao see?"

"Destiny returns to the ancients, and it is transported to other realms." Kang Cangzi's hoarse voice:

"The fate of this son is difficult to solve, and it took me a long time to deduce, but I only came up with these eight characters, and I don't know why."

"Antiquity? Other realms? Wei Boyang's eyes dew in thought:

"The method that this son cultivates is the Yama Heart Sutra of the Yama Sect, and the other is the vowel thunder method of the Ancient Heavenly Thunder Mountain."

"As for the ...... of other realms"

"After the War of the Self-Sealed Demons, the Great Array of Forbidden Domains enveloped the heavens and the earth, and no one could go to other worlds."

"Yes." Kang Cangzi nodded:

"As it should be."

It should be, that is, it doesn't have to be.

At least as the Heavenly Master Dao Master who managed the forbidden realm, he had the ability to send people to other worlds.

It's a pity.

There is no return.

And it's all a matter of luck to which world you go to.

"Brother Dao." Wei Boyang cast his gaze on the scene where the Circle Light Spell manifested:

"In your opinion, who wins and who loses?"

"The number of seven or three." Kang Cangzi was not ambiguous, and said directly:

"Bari Menggen is the Tantric Dharma King after all, and his cultivation and means are good, so he has a seventy percent chance of winning."

"Founder......

"Look again."

Wei Boyang nodded slowly.

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Fangzheng's figure swayed, as if teleporting, appeared in front of Barimungen.

His body leaned forward into a bear pounce, his hands probed forward like a tiger descending the mountain, and his body was as agile as a spirit ape.

Twelve-shaped minds!

At this moment, what he had learned in him was already instinctive, and every move was fierce.

And the power of the explosion is even more terrifying.

Even if a mountain stands in front of you, it can be shattered.

"Peng!"

Barimungen pinched the seal with his hand, raised his hand and pressed it virtually, and the invisible strength condensed into substance, but he chose to hit it hard.

The forces collided, and the visible energy burst out from the contact point, setting off a hurricane and rushing in all directions.

"Huh?"

Barimungen's body swayed slightly, and his face was surprised.

After practicing for hundreds of years, Tantra has more secret methods of quenching the body, and it is slightly inferior in terms of pure strength.

How can it be?

The thought turned, but his movements were not slow.

In the face of Fangzheng's stormy attack, he stepped on his feet and pinched the word print to fight against it.

The two are extremely fast.

In the eyes of others, there are almost no human figures, only the energy caused by collisions.

The energy is soaring, staggered and horizontal.

The huge Dharma Arena was actually covered by that white energy, and it was difficult for ordinary martial arts sects to connect closer.

"Fight!"

After some temptation, Barimungen's eyes froze, the seal in his hand changed, and the aura on his body skyrocketed.

"The dragon is like a prajna!"

"Boom!"

The furious energy converged into a huge pillar, running through the void, reaching more than ten miles away, and piercing through a suspended mountain in mid-air.

"Good!"

Fang Zheng's voice was high, his spine was like a big dragon writhing, and the qi and blood in his body were stimulated and exploded wildly.

Seven Evil Fists!

The seven spirits are combined, and the strength is one.

Bari Mungen's heart was beating wildly, and the light of the Buddha of the sea appeared, and he bent his fingers lightly, as if he was slow and urgent.

"Ding......

collision,

It was the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The next moment.

Fang Zheng drew his sword out of the sheath, and a Buddhist vajra also appeared in front of Barimungen, and it collided head-on.

The two of them actually chose to use weapons at the same time.

(End of chapter)