The unintentional mage's prajna palm is the top mastery of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Buddhism, and its power is unparalleled, only to see the unintentional mage and the vajra phantom behind him, both punched out, and before it came to Quan Anwu's face, the breath brought by the move blew him to the ground.

Quan Anwu was bloody, the dust around him was flying in the air, his sunken eyes were bloodshot, he looked forward calmly, his eyes looked through the yellow dust, and looked directly at the phantom of the golden fist that was a big size.

The palm of his hand was slowly raised, and the internal force of Quan Anwu was surging from the dantian, and the dark gray internal force flow surrounded his body, and the broken blood-stained linen robe was windless and automatic, and the momentum of the surging tide burst out on his body.

"Dahua Qianyan Nether Hand!"

With his hands in the shape of claws, Quan Anwu let out a low sigh, and then slammed his hands forward, and the air currents that had been wrapped around him instantly converged, forming an even larger dark gray torrent, which slammed towards the rolling yellow sand in front of him.

Both of them are top-notch first-class mastery, and their power is naturally terrifying, but it is by no means a top-notch first-class martial arts, so they can exert all their power, just like Xiao Yueming's study of the twelve styles of leaf chopping, it is divided into twelve layers, the higher up, the more amazing the power is, the top mastery of the unintentional mage is the Prajna palm, the golden body is divided into nine zhang, but he likes light skills on weekdays, which can be practiced to the point of six zhang golden body, and the whole Anwu practice is a hard-core exercise, and the cultivation of internal force is extremely important。

The breath of the two pulled each other, the move had not arrived, but the momentum was already secretly clashing, although the state of Quan Anwu was at the end of the strong crossbow, and the strength had dropped by most of the time, but with his understanding of his own exercises, he was on par with the unintentional mage.

However, all this is just a mirror and a moon in the mirror, the last futile struggle, only to see the phantom of the fist burning with golden flames, and the dark gray internal force torrent collided suddenly, and suddenly two amazing breaths spread out, and the aftermath of the internal force generated by the intersection of the moves turned into two transparent air waves, one gold and one gray, from the center of the two, where the air waves passed, the dust on the ground and the stones, all vibrated one after another.

With his deep understanding of Dahua Qianyan's ghostly hand, Quan Anwu successfully resisted the top martial arts of Buddhism, the moves were scattered, and the aftermath hit, the consumption of internal force by the exertion of top martial arts was too great, and after a blow, Quan Anwu was already out of strength at this time, and his eyes were a little scattered, and the scene in front of him appeared layers of phantoms.

The battle between the masters is a moment of life and death, and there is no room for the slightest distraction, Quan Anwu's state is tantamount to death, the aftermath is coming, Quan Anwu is powerless to resist, I saw that his body was hit hard by the circular air wave, and then like a kite with a broken string, his body flew backwards.

The phantom scene in his eyes regressed, his bright red chapped lips raised slightly, showing a smile, and a trace of blood oozed from the exposed teeth, Quan Anwu was knocked away dozens of zhang away by the aftermath, and then fell heavily on the bluestone boundary monument that was several zhang high, only to hear a rumbling sound, the bluestone tablet was cracked apart, and the whole body was covered with fine cracks.

Quan Anwu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body slowly slipped off the stone tablet, falling to the ground like a tattered sack.

With a wave of the Zen staff in the hand of the unintentional mage, the aftermath of the attack was shattered, and then I saw his figure flickering frequently, stopping beside Quan Anwu.

At this time, Quan Anwu was no longer human, just like a bloody person, the internal force was stagnant, and the internal force blocking the Gu insects also dissipated, only to see that those Gu insects, which were originally still an inch long, instantly submerged into the skin and disappeared.

Quan Anwu suffered a heavy blow, just like a high-rise building that collapsed, in a short period of time, there was no possibility of rebuilding, the internal organs and head were seriously injured, Quan Anwu's consciousness was a little blurred, but at this moment, a stinging pain came to his heart and lungs, which woke his consciousness up, only to see Quan Anwu suddenly wail in pain, and then squirm back and forth on the ground, his hands kept scratching his whole body, and the skin was covered with blood.

With his hands folded, the unintentional mage lamented a Buddha name:

"All the donors, why are you suffering, all the people in the world are for profit, and the donors and poor monks can't resist the temptation of dying, alas, alas. ”

Quan Anwu gasped for breath, the thousand Gu worms were like earthworms at this time, chewing flesh and blood, gnawing on muscles and bones, and drilling towards the internal organs, this kind of pain was not inferior to the inhuman torture under hell, bearing both physical and mental torture, Quan Anwu was about to be unable to hold on.

It was difficult to open his sunken eyes, a looming, flickering phantom monk was standing in front of him, Quan Anwu shook his head, his vision was a little clearer, and he endured the torture of his body, only to see him slowly raise his arm and slap it towards the dantian!

Seeing this, the unintentional mage's face suddenly froze, and the Jiuxi Zen staff in his hand quickly poked out, blocking Quan Anwu's falling palm, Quan Anwu laughed miserably, and then decisively attracted the only little internal force in his body, only to see Quan Anwu's eyes bulge, his whole body trembled violently, and the internal force burst out inch by inch from his body, and blood flowers bloomed on his body.

The meridians and acupoints exploded inch by inch, and the five internal organs turned into blood and water, slowly flowing out of his seven orifices, even so, with the physique of a first-class master who is different from ordinary people, and his strong vitality, Quan Anwu did not die directly, but still survived his last breath.

Quan Anwu lay on his back on the ground, staring at the twinkling stars in the night sky in a daze, at this moment, as if a ray of sunlight was shining on his body, the heart-piercing pain no longer existed, replaced by the warmth and comfort of the sun.

Quan Anwu's eyes gradually faded, his body trembled slightly, and he said in his heart:

"Ai Xia, Xiaoling, it was I who ruined this family, until this moment, I still can't give up my obsession with martial arts, if there is still a chance, I am willing to turn into a cold pool flower in the snow in the frosty winter, and accompany you for the rest of my life......"

The head was crooked, the look in his eyes completely dissipated, and a generation of strong men turned into bones and died at noon......

Unintentional mage frowned, Quan Anwu was bent on death, decisively self-detonating internal force, unintentional mage had no ability to stop, could only watch Quan Anwu die, now the key has not been found, but the insider has ascended to Elysium, unintentional mage clenched the Zen staff in his hand, secretly thinking back to every word he has said since he met him, hoping to find some hidden clues from it.

Suddenly, the unintentional mage looked abrupt, recalled the scene when Quan Anwu had just slapped the dantian, and said secretly:

"Since he chose to self-detonate his internal force, why did he attack the dantian and abandon his cultivation, isn't this an extra move?"

There must be a demon when things go wrong, the unintentional mage stared at Quan Anwu lying on the ground, and then squatted down slowly, his palm groped in his lower abdomen, and the internal force flowed from his palm to the dantian of Quan Anwu, suddenly, the unintentional mage palmed a beating, and then the palm secretly exerted force.

Only to hear a snort, a thing from the dantian of the whole noon burst out, unintentional mage palm grip, grasp it, then slowly get up, open the palm, only to see a blood-stained key lying in the palm of the hand, although this thing is stained with a little blood, but can still see its fine workmanship, at a glance, you know that it is extraordinary.

"Looking at the fine workmanship of this key, it is very different from the rough fake that was thrown out before, it can be hidden in the dantian where Xiuwei is located, there must be no doubt that this key is genuine. ”

The Unintentional Mage nodded and smiled slightly, wiping the blood from the key and placing it in the placket of his clothes.

"呲呲~呲呲~"

A sound similar to that of a snake spitting out the core came into his ears, and the unintentional mage looked towards the source of the sound, only to see that the skin of Quan Anwu's body had become uneven, and the bulging skin was still wriggling.

After a while, the bulging skin of the whole body cracked open, gushing out a stream of Gu worms like black hair, the host and the mother worm died, these Gu worms were completely manic, and they left the dead Quan Anwu one after another, wanting to find a new host to continue their life, but this Gu worm can only be parasitic in the flesh and blood when the eggs are taken by people, these have developed to the adult stage, after leaving the host's body, they lose the ability to eat, and it will not be long before they will die.

Looking at the Gu worms writhing like black hair, the unintentional mage felt a chill in his heart, in the Central Plains martial arts, the most hated thing is the demon disciples who use Gu to repel insects, this kind of trick is quite difficult to cultivate, but once the cultivation is successful, you can let the cultivator become a martial artist who is much higher than himself, and have a cross-level combat power, this kind of temptation, not everyone can resist.

These people who cultivate Gu worms, once they are detected in the Central Plains realm, the people in the martial arts will attack them in groups and completely eradicate them, so the martial artists who practice the art of raising Gu and repelling insects are generally in the Western Regions, which is the paradise that belongs to them.

"The real demonic means should be punished!"

With a cold snort, the unintentional mage looked solemn, and then slapped his palm at those wriggling Gu worms, instantly turning them into ashes, leaving no trace in this heaven and earth.

Towards Quan Anwu's bloody corpse, the extremely tragic corpse bowed, unintentional mage folded his hands, silently recited a passage of the Sutra of Death, as a transcendence, he knew that if it weren't for this Gu worm, even if Quan Anwu was seriously injured, he would never have taken his life so easily, he was also a first-class master, and the unintentional mage knew how strong and extraordinary the martial arts of the first-class realm were.

The key was already in his hand, and the unintentional mage sighed, then slowly turned around, holding the Nine Tin Zen Staff, and disappeared into the night in a few flashes.