The report of the present world came too fast, and even the quick attack and rush attack were ineffective, and Lin Zhenjiang's face was darker than the Yunjin black robe on his body.

If it is still the original Donkey Kong Silence Body, Chang Xi will definitely not be able to be as old as the old god at this moment, Santianfu has the unruned fist power "Crossing the River Dragon", the fist is powerful and millions of catties, and with the high and deep breathing method, the breath is long, with that breath of true qi, he can cross the limit of his own body in a short period of time, and swing hundreds of punches one after another, even a real mountain will be bombarded.

But fortunately, since Chang Xi, who is well versed in the magical powers of Buddhism, dares to wade into this troubled water, how can he be unprepared? The profound body refining methods of Buddhism all contain the true meaning of "embracing all rivers in the sea", and practicing this wisp of true meaning, not to mention anything else, is extremely effective in terms of being beaten, no wonder other Taoist monks in the immortal cultivation world will secretly scold the turtle shell in their hearts when they see the bald donkey with a bare head.

Chang Xi, who can endure hardships and be beaten but is not bald, has his feet covered with lake water, absorbing all kinds of spiritual energy between heaven and earth for his own use, so that a whirlpool of spiritual energy dozens of zhang long and wide has been formed on the Xushen Lake, and it is frantically poured into the indestructible steel and iron bones.

Chang Xi ventilated and then climbed the stairs, the dragon blood in his chest boiled like golden soup, the glazed body of King Ming was urged to the extreme for the first time, the purple gold Sanskrit on his forehead loomed, and the evil lines clinged to his face, and the whole person turned into a glass-colored phantom, and rushed straight to Lin Zhenjiang.

Lin Zhenjiang's fists in his sleeves were still not caught, and he immediately rolled up a huge wave under his feet and retreated, but he secretly planted many magical power seeds in the lake, and raised his legs to roll up the wreckage of the lake fortune boat with his mighty spiritual power, and smashed it into the shirtless glass shadow.

The wreck of the lucky boat can really be described as weak for Chang Xi, and he can't even draw a white mark on his body, Chang Xi forced his way out of the wreckage that was broken into slag inch by inch, stepped on the blue waves, and suddenly lowered his head.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The continuous earth-shattering loud noises set off hundreds of huge waves on the surface of the lake, and then the waves collapsed and compressed into it for the second time with the waves, as if a leather ball was pinched and exploded by an invisible hand, triggering a second more violent aura explosion.

The surface of the lake was torn apart by the violent collapse and explosion, and a deformed crack that could almost be seen on the reef at the bottom of the lake, many of the formations used to stabilize the lake at the bottom of the lake were broken, and the clear lake with disordered aura was either floating or tilting or compressed, unable to return to its position and could not be restored for a long time.

In the swirling water, the glass figure that was like a broken bamboo could no longer be seen.

In mid-air, several old monsters who have more or less friendship with Santian Mansion are not very good-looking, they all recognize that this is Lin Zhenjiang's self-created boiled sea god power, since Lin Zhenjiang has become famous in the Luo Yu Mountain area, this boiled sea god power has rarely been used in front of people, but every time it appears, it means a big victory, and it seems that this time is no exception.

A golden-armored general with cumbersome armor flew up from the shore of the lake, landed on the fortune boat with the deck tilted because of the rise and float of the lake, his face was solemn, he walked to Yao Chong's side, and said in a deep voice after arching his hand: "Prime Minister, just now that Lin Zhenjiang used the power of boiling the sea, but he destroyed the stable array set up at the bottom of the lake, and now the formation in this area is crumbling, and it can no longer stabilize these lakes. ”

The corner of his eyes swept over the lake that was no longer as calm as ever, and the golden armor general pondered for a moment and then whispered to Yao Chong: "You also know that the Prime Minister of this Soul Lake is very fond of this lake, if it is destroyed by this group of hillbillies, maybe the Ghost Emperor will be furious afterwards, and the final general will think that we can terminate the competition first and send someone to repair the formation at the bottom of the lake first." ”

How much the Ghost Emperor favored this Divine Lake, Yao Chong knew it all the more in his heart. If you want to fill the lake with a length and width of 800 miles in the mountain, it is a miracle in itself, and it took the Ghost Emperor two years to completely seal and stabilize the lake on Luo Yu Mountain. No matter how busy the affairs are every day, he will find time to relax by the lake, if this lake is destroyed, he Yao Chongwan will be responsible for his death!

Yao Chong's eyes were sharp, and he raised his hand to signal the end of the competition, at this moment, the deck that he had tilted to the point where he could no longer stand began to slowly turn back to the original level, and the golden armor general's face changed, and he hurriedly rose into the air and looked around, and immediately fell, and said with a face full of surprise: "Prime Minister!

"What's going on? Isn't the formation at the bottom of the lake destroyed? Without the seal of the stable formation, how can the lake water be flattened?" Yao Chong leaned on the railing and looked, as far as his eyes could see, the clear lake water was indeed becoming flat at a speed visible to the naked eye, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the glass figure that disappeared on the surface of the lake, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be him?"

"The last formation is damaged, hmm... The idea of the person who arranged this big array is very good, and he should have a lot of experience. But why is this arrangement so bad, there is too much difference between the idea and the actual hands-on ability, it is just a four-way difference, no wonder Lin Zhenjiang's magic power can damage this formation. If I change the arrangement, I will give you ten times the power of Lin Zhenjiang's supernatural powers, but if you can shake it even bit, I will call him the Formation Master. ”

The young ghost emperor who was watching from the wall on the top of Luo Yu Mountain suddenly sneezed.

The shirtless man covered in glazed color stood at the bottom of the lake, muttering in his mouth, the hard reef in his hand was skillfully stripped of the rock skin, and was quickly refined into the appearance of the formation horn flag, when the corner flag was inserted in the empty groove in the last formation, the entire Xushen Lake hummed several times like a living thing, and the chaotic aura completely calmed down.

I don't know if this lake really has a spirit, the abundant water aura in the lake water swarmed over, chattering around Chang Xi, so intimate. Chang Xi held these cute little guys in his hand, pointed to the almost invisible black spot on the top of his head, and said with a smile: "You have all seen it, it was that villain who caused you to live in peace just now, and almost the whole lake fell down the mountain, how about we give him some color later?"

The boundless water aura puffed out their cheeks and nodded fiercely.

Chang Xi returned to the lake, to be precise, he was dragged up by the water aura, and the way he appeared was inevitably a little sassy, Lin Zhenjiang almost stared out his eyes, why did this guy resist his boiling sea magic power, or didn't even leave half a scar?

Yao Chong arched his hand in the air, and shouted respectfully in his tone: "Fang Cai is Brother Chang Xi's stable formation at the bottom of the lake?"

Chang Xi took a step towards Lin Zhenjiang, but he waved his hand politely towards the fortune boat, and said boldly: "It's just a gesture, Lord Yao doesn't need to take it to heart." ”

The shirtless man finally made a bold move, and the orange light of the twilight near dusk shone on the glazed body, and the mist was everywhere, like the arrival of the Buddha in a trance.

Lin Zhenjiang has been pranayama against time, and most of his fists in his sleeves have recovered, and in the face of an ice flower sword qi that was whistling into the wind beside Chang Xi, he shouted angrily, and swung his terrifying double fists to accurately intercept the sword qi coming to his body, and his fists were like double jiao, but he didn't let any of the ice flower sword qi succeed.

Then he saw a glass fist wrapped in the power of heaven and earth in front of his eyes constantly enlarged, no matter how you look at it, there is a big dead word in both horizontal and vertical directions.

Lin Zhenjiang's heart was horrified, his fists and arms were staggered to protect his face, he had just completed his defensive posture, only to feel as if there was really Mount Tai hitting him, and there was a clear sound of bone cracking from the arms and arm bones, Lin Zhenjiang's immobile body suddenly flew out upside down like a broken sack, swept out of the lake for nearly ten miles, and finally burst into the sky on the lake.

Lin Zhenjiang gasped and got up from the lake, and just as he stood firmly, the glazed figure was already standing in front of him again.

The magic power of hand-to-hand combat such as the destruction attack was taught by Mo Lao of the Tibetan Dao Peak, Mo Lao is a great power of refining the virtual realm, and every move and style of this destruction attack contains the painstaking efforts of his old man for most of his life. Every time Chang Xi advanced to a higher and deeper realm, he thought that the destruction attack that he had learned in the Qi Cultivation Realm would not be able to keep up with his pace.

His fears turned out to be unfounded.

There is a good growth hidden in the destruction attack supernatural power, and the melee magic power taught by the power of refining the virtual realm contains many mysteries, and when I first saw it, I seemed to think that I had figured out the way, but when I looked back at it with a higher realm, I would find that there were different changes in the supernatural power that had been thoroughly comprehended, and so on, so repeatedly, there was this set of destruction attacks that were even known for their defense on the Kyushu continent at that time.

I don't know when some dragon scales appeared on the glass body of King Ming, even if Chang Xi didn't have a sword in his hand, his long-sharpened fists, elbows, shoulders and knees were all murderous weapons, and his palms used to break Yue and intercept the river to lock Lin Zhenjiang's hands and wrists, pulling and pulling, so that Lin Zhenjiang's middle door was wide open, and a palm swam to his chest, and then a palm led down.

Everyone saw a magnificent white energy like a swimming dragon, penetrating Lin Zhenjiang's chest, dull as a twilight drum, and shaking hundreds of waves behind him. Lin Zhenjiang's chest was slapped with a bright red to purple palm print into his body, his hair was scattered, he roared and lifted his arms that were not lightly injured, and Leng Buding was touched by a glass-colored palm with an immortal, and Lin Zhen immediately knelt on the surface of the lake.

The glazed Buddha with an expressionless face accepted it calmly.

"Impossible!"

Whether it was the remaining two ships or mid-air, this was the unanimous cry in the hearts of many monks watching the battle at this moment. Santian Mansion has been famous in the Luo Yu Mountain region for a long time, and Lin Zhenjiang, the mansion master who punched out a million catties, is a leader in the body refining lineage, with his profound body refining attainments, he has almost laid a good situation for the prosperity of Santian Mansion in the next hundred years, and this Lin Mansion Lord can be said to have an advantage before, why did he kneel down in front of Chang Xi in the blink of an eye?

The eyes of several old monsters who were old and refined flickered, and they all remembered the scene when Lin Zhenjiang blasted hundreds of punches on Chang Xi's chest before, but the latter was safe and sound, and they couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth once said frankly that if Chang Xi can cultivate the Ming King's glazed body to the point of three million catties, he can meet the minimum requirement of crossing the edge of the two worlds to tear the great power, but what the Bodhisattva does not know is that after this period of tempering and understanding, Chang Xi, who has integrated the evil qi pattern into the glazed body, is about to meet this requirement.

Blood dripped in the lake, dyed red, and Lin Zhenjiang, who was wearing a cloak, hung his head and said hoarsely: "This is... The Ming King in the Buddha Gate is like a big day?"

Chang Xi, whose face was blurred and purple gold, snorted lightly.

The lord of the Heavenly Mansion, who coughed up two mouthfuls of bleak blood from the corners of his mouth, said slowly: "Hehe... Lin Mou thought that he was not the opponent of King Ming's glazed body, so he admitted..."

"Negative!"

The word "negative" fell like thunder, Lin Zhenjiang raised his head suddenly, the hair on his forehead was sticky with blood, and his eyes burst with a treacherous light!

Chang Xi, who looked down at Lin Zhenjiang, was caught off guard, those two treacherous rays of light were pure divine thoughts, and the two long-dormant divine thoughts turned into two terrifying thorns, stabbing directly at the Mud Pill Palace and Zhihai behind Chang Xi's eyes, and he himself sank into the lake with red eyes, his hands were in the shape of a tripod, and he carried more than a million catties of strength under his waist, and he wanted to use this "shaking Kunlun" that had been hidden until now, and in one fell swoop, he would turn over this kid who had no one in his eyes!

The astonishing stab pierced through the pair of golden eyes, Chang Xi's body swung back, and finally stabbed into the sea of knowledge, Lin Zhenjiang, who was single-minded, was ecstatic in his heart, and finally succeeded!

"Knock!knock!!"

It was as if time had stopped at this moment.

Two solemn bells rang out one after another on the lake of the gods.

Lin Zhenjiang, who was still winning at the last moment, had already reached eight or nine points in his hand, and black blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and the black and white liquid in his eyes flowed out from the fingers that covered his cheeks, and the shattered backlash of Zhihai instantly swallowed the reason of this seven-foot man, and knelt in front of Chang Xi with a miserable howl, as if he was confessing to the Buddha.

The curvature of Chang Xi's head tilted back could almost break him, Chang Xi slowly raised his head, and his mind floated in the sea of consciousness. A large glaze-colored bell is still the same, and the two shocking stabbing bells that try to penetrate the sea in vain are shaken away.

When Chang Xi practiced the glazed body of King Ming, he also re-practiced the sword bell given to him by Xiao Yishan from beginning to end, so that he had this glazed bell that always loyally protected him and knew the sea.

Sword Glass Clock.

Chang Xi half-squatted next to Lin Zhenjiang, who was to blame, and sneered: "Lord Lin, I can see that you are indeed a hero, dare to fight, dare to fight, dare to fight, whether it is overtly or secretly, you are quite courageous, and you can do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, but it is a pity that this kind of reckless and decisive gambling has profits and losses." What you have lost this time is not only your personal honor and disgrace, but also the decline of your towering mansion in the next hundred years. Although you are the lord of the mansion, there seems to be no essential difference between you and the disciple who came to Luo Yu City to make a joke this time."

Chang Xi had no interest in having any more intersections with this guy who was destined to have a gloomy cultivation career in the future, leaving Lin Zhenjiang, who was wailing and pleading, stood up, took the Dongyou Sword thrown by Xu Qing, grimaced at her, and walked towards the only two lucky boats left on the lake.

The rumor that Chang Xi broke up the towering mansion with two punches spread.