The figure of the sweeping monk was fluttering, and his momentum began to skyrocket, and in the blink of an eye, his true qi gathering was outrageous, and the true qi wall that was originally only maintained in a radius of one meter of itself was pushed outward by another meter, and the stirring heaven and earth were darkened, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Like the evening drum and morning bell, like a waking mind, and like the sound of the Buddha outside the sky, sweeping the monk to call the Buddha's name, as if a thousand years have passed, and like an instant, a mysterious and inexplicable scripture flows slowly from heaven and earth.

Everyone in the audience, in addition to the innate masters with profound skills, even the newcomers have already knelt on the ground, their faces are pious, and they recite Buddhist scriptures with the sweeping monks. This time, the power of the Buddhist scriptures is even greater, and after gathering a huge will, the radiation range of the Buddhist scriptures has become more and more extensive, and even the houses under the Shaomu Mountain have heard bursts of Buddhist sounds, and a radius of hundreds of miles has been shrouded in.

Duan Xing was unmoved, and the "Six-Vein Sword Array" shot out, but he saw that the sky shook one after another invisible sword qi, tearing the space apart, and the powerful force between heaven and earth continued to make up for the torn gap, but it could only catch up with the speed at which Duan Xing shot out the "Six-Vein Sword Array", as long as Duan Xing didn't stop, the space could not be completely repaired.

This was the first time that Duan Xing had been unscrupulous and had completely used his skills to display the "Six-Vein Sword Array", which really made it hearty and unreserved. Faintly, the bottleneck of his own strength began to loosen, which made Duan Xing overjoyed, and the "Six-Vein Sword Array" shot more and more excitedly and high-pitched.

And with the increase in the power of Duan Xing's sword array, the speed at which the old monk recites Buddhist scriptures is getting faster and faster, one uses sword qi and the other uses sonic power, and the two sides collide. But it didn't inspire any aftermath, as if it was a blend of water and milk, they disappeared together, and the powerful true qi returned to heaven and earth.

Duan Xing confronted the sonic power of the sweeping monk head-on, and then Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng supported a thin wall of true qi for the sweeping monk behind him, which just protected the women of the Vulture Palace, so that the women would not be eroded by the sweeping monk.

One shot quickly and hard, and the other moved quickly and steadily......

Finally, the two of them shouted in unison, Duan Xing fired his fingers together, and the strengthened version of the "Six-Vein Sword Formation" formed a composite formation of a six-mang-sword formation with a three-talent sword formation and a one-yuan sword formation. Triple Chain. Blocking the heavens and the earth, the shot that tore through all the space shot towards the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk's expression remained unchanged, and he treated it indifferently, with a mouth. A Buddha "swastika" flew out as if it was slow and urgent. Slowly getting bigger in the air. In the end, it covered half of the sky and faced Duan Xing's enhanced version of the "Six-Vein Sword Array".

The two collided fiercely in the air, and the "swastika" of the sweeping monk destroyed the six-mang-sword array and the three-talent sword formation all the way, and then the power gradually faded. Finally, in the fierce friction with the one-yuan sword array, both dissipated and returned to nature.

The two of them floated up and down in the air, standing opposite each other, and their momentum slowly condensed again, even higher than before.

The more Duan Xing fought, the more excited he became, he could feel that the bottleneck that had been broken through for a long time had begun to waver, and if he continued to fight, it was very likely that he would break through on the spot, and let his skills officially enter the late innate stage. When the time comes, with the powerful power of his Northern Spiritual Skill, he can compete with the sweeping monk in terms of the strength of his true qi alone.

Looking at the sweeping monk again, it seems that he has not been affected by Duan Xing's rising fighting spirit, even if it is such a fierce battle, it is possible to die if he is not careful, but the sweeping monk is still light and light, everything is in a state of floating clouds, and the gray eyes seem to have never really opened again.

Just when Duan Xing was about to switch to the "Nine Heavens and Nine Lands Supreme Dafa", his hands had already changed his moves, and the "Great Sun Rulai Bright Divine Palm" was ready to go, and he was ready to have a decisive battle with the sweeping monk, the sweeping monk suddenly said: "Master Duan is so handsome. ”

The sweeping monk's speech, the timing was quite accurate, just pinched Duan Xing's condensation to the highest point, and when he was about to make a move, Duan Xing was stunned at the time, and then smiled indifferently, and actually dispersed the gathered skills, and replied: "The master's skills are unfathomable, and this king admires it tightly." ”

The sweeping monk showed a mysterious smile, and said in a secret voice: "I don't know how many forces the Duan donor has gathered the power of the Eight Dragons?"

Duan Xing's calm heart lake was suddenly startled by these words, and he was relieved again, and said secretly: "This sweeping monk is mysterious and secret, and it is not surprising to know the power of the Eight Dragons. ”

Just as he was about to reply, as soon as he thought about it, another question came up in Duan Xing's heart: "Since this old monk knows that he has the power of the Eight Dragons, why didn't he break the void after gathering himself? Could it be that because he doesn't have it in his own body, he can't absorb the power of others and turn it into his own use?"

"It's not scientific, this old monk's skills are unpredictable, I don't know how many hole cards he has, I don't know the power of the eight dragons, now that I know, he shouldn't have any reason to let go of this magical power, with his ability, there should be a way to extract it from others." "Or is it true that this power can't be used for him?Or maybe he doesn't want to go through the void at all?" Duan Xing thought about it, but didn't come up with a reason, and was silent about the old monk's question.

The old monk seemed to see what Duan Xing was thinking, and continued to spread the voice: "Master Duan doesn't have to be suspicious, the power of the Eight Dragons is not available to everyone, and it is not available to those who have great opportunities, this is the key to whether or not you can break this world and obtain higher information. Lao Wei only knew a thing or two because he had seen someone with the power of the Eight Dragons in the early years. Lao Qu asked this, but he also wanted to know how far the Duan donor had gathered the power of the Eight Dragons, and when the Duan donor could really break the void one day, he could not say that the old man could also get some of the light of the Duan donor and get a glimpse of the secrets of the higher world. ”

The old monk's eyes are sincere, his tone is sincere, and he has the image of a monk, which makes people believe it for seven or eight points when they hear it.

Duan Xing couldn't believe the sweeping old monk, and asked, "Does the master know which eight powers the power of the eight dragons are?"

The old monk was not angry, and replied with a smile: "The so-called power of the eight dragons is taken from the eight heavenly dragons of my Buddha, which are composed of the power of heaven, the power of the dragon, the power of the yaksha, the power of the Gandharva, the power of the asura, the power of Garuda, the power of Kinara and the power of Mahoraga. Duan Shi Zhu is young, and his skills are already so profound, if Lao Wei didn't guess wrong, Duan Shi Zhu should have gathered at least the power of the two dragons, I don't know if what Lao Wei said is correct?"

The sweeping monk seemed to ask, but in fact he was sure, which made Duan Xing's heart speechless for a while, although he had gathered the power of Mohou Luojia, the power of Qianya Po and the mysterious dragon power that seemed to be able to devour the power of other heavenly dragons, but in fact, only the power of Mohou Luojia and the power of Qianmin Po played a role, as for his own mysterious and unpredictable power of the heavenly dragon, he had not really mastered it until now, and he was not considered his own strength.

In this way, this old monk's calculation is extremely accurate, Duan Xing secretly said: "This old monk must have a lot of relationship with the person who has the power of the heavenly dragon before, maybe there is some special emotion in it, otherwise, how can he know such a secret matter related to his own life and death in such detail? Even at what age and what skill, he has probably cultivated the power of a few dragons so thoroughly, there is a foundation, there is a foundation." ”

There were all kinds of slander in his heart, but he couldn't see it at all, and facing the old monk's gaze that seemed to be a little expectant, Duan Xing replied: "The master's eyes are like torches, and this king has indeed gathered the power of the two dragons. ”

The sweeping monk who had always seemed to be unable to shake his heart finally had a slight change in his eyes, and the fluctuations that were inadvertently revealed made Duan Xing's divine sense keenly capture, so he heard the sweeping monk ask with a little excitement: "I don't know which two forces Duan Shi gathered?"

Duan Xing was silent.

The sweeping monk suddenly realized and said, "It's the old man who is abrupt, how can such a thing be said by Lord Duan at will." In fact, Lao Wei didn't mean anything else, but Lao Gu just happened to know the two people who had the power of the Heavenly Dragon, if Duan Shi didn't mind, Lao Wei was willing to tell him in detail to help Duan Shi gather the power of the Eight Dragons as soon as possible and obtain more information. ”

Duan Xing asked, "I wonder which two people the master knows?"

The sweeping monk replied: "One person is a friend of the old man, who used to be a wandering Taoist priest, who likes to travel through mountains and rivers, and is known as 'Idle Taoist Man'. With the power of Kinara, he likes to play the flute and sing in the mountains, and the old man was infected by the music he played in his early years, and made friends with him. The other person, thinking about the Duan donor, should not be a stranger. That is now the ninth prince of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Yan, whose exercises are extremely strange, and he has won the essence of demonic martial arts, and has the power of Asura. ”

Duan Xing said: "Don't the master know that once the party that has the power of the Heavenly Dragon absorbs the power of the other side of the Heavenly Dragon, the person who is absorbed from the power has only one way to die?

When the sweeping monk heard this, he sighed and said, "My friend is probably worse off than dead now, and his life is short." ”

Duan Xingqi said: "Why did the master say this?"

The sweeping monk said: "When I met him in the early years, when I parted, he gave me a handful of Qingxiao, and said, people are in Xiao, and people are dead. Now, that Qingxiao is broken, and it is not far from being completely broken. As he spoke, the sweeping monk took out a handful of jasper cyan Xiao, Duan Xing probed it with his divine sense, and saw that there was a faint spiritual imprint attached to it, but now the imprint was almost imperceptible, and it had reached the point where it could dissipate into heaven and earth at any time.

The sweeping monk seemed to sense Duan Xing's divine sense, glanced at Duan Xing thoughtfully, and said: "Due to some special circumstances, the old man can't leave this place now, so even if he knows that his friend is dying, he can't help him.

Although the old monk didn't say it explicitly, Duan Xing understood what the old monk meant. I hope I can help his best friend on his behalf, and it is estimated that there is no drama in saving his life, but to take revenge and bury him in the ground or something, it should be the will of the sweeping monk.

At that moment, Duan Xing nodded and said, "The master's intentions, this king understands." When he leaves here, he will definitely go to find the 'Wandering Taoist' to help him relieve the suffering of the world as soon as possible. ”

The sweeping monk folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, thank you so much." After speaking, the figure flickered, and the person had retreated to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and at the same time a voice came: "When my friend was leaving, he said that he wanted to go to Mount Meru, and Master Duan could follow the map." (To be continued......)