Chapter 83: Infinite Power
Warehouse.
Suddenly, Lu Shisheng felt dazed and seemed to see the stone statues of the Three Pure Ones glowing, but when he rubbed his eyes, he found nothing unusual at all.
He looked to the side in doubt and said, "Teacher, did you see the light coming out of the stone statue of Sanbao Tianzun?"
Teacher is a respectful title among Taoists, and does not specifically refer to master. Another similar title is sir.
The older Kun Dao looked confused, "No, you must have seen it wrong."
"yes."
“We’ve been watching.”
The other Taoists gave the same answer.
Lu Shisheng actually thought he had seen it wrong.
However, Xu Xiaoli turned her head and looked at him with a strange look.
No one took it seriously.
At this moment, the paper talisman held in Fang Yi's left hand suddenly burned!
Lu Shisheng and the other twelve Taoist priests from Sanqing Palace all widened their eyes.
They have received systematic training and know that some talismans can be made to burn automatically after being processed by special means, such as using white phosphorus.
But whether it is white phosphorus or paper, the temperature will reach hundreds or thousands of degrees when they burn. How can a normal person bear it when holding it in their hands?
Where is Fang Yi?
The whole hand holding the burning paper talisman remained motionless and completely unharmed!
"this……"
A cadre in his forties looked slightly surprised.
The other Taoists looked at each other.
Only Lu Shisheng showed a more awed expression. The moment the talisman burned, he felt an extremely powerful true energy bursting out from the real person.
No matter how a normal practitioner cultivates his true Qi, it will not be sensed by other practitioners.
Since the true Qi is hidden inside the body, how can others sense it?
But now, the talisman paper in Fang Yi's hand is burning and bursting out with powerful true Qi?
It was so powerful that Lu Shisheng felt that he would never be able to accumulate such a huge amount of true Qi in his entire life.
At this moment, he deeply realized how vast the real person's magic power was.
…
In the divine realm.
Fang Yi looked at Liu Hong, the God of Time who appeared in the red beam of light, with great solemnity.
It is rumored that the Four Guardians live in the City God Temple.
Just now when he entered the divine realm, he did not see the Four Guardians, and he thought that this divine realm was not as powerful as the Three Purity Palace divine realm and could not manifest the Four Guardians.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that the threat he brought to the Divine Realm was not enough, so the Four Guardians did not show up.
Although only the God of Time has appeared now, judging from the four identical beams of light that shot up into the sky just now, this divine domain has the ability to manifest the Four Guardians of Time. Perhaps because the divine power has dissipated and cannot be fully condensed, only the God of Time has manifested.
Just as he was thinking about it, the God of Time opened his eyes and the red light disappeared.
The moment the red light faded, terrifying pressure suddenly erupted.
Fang Yi could see with his “naked eyes” that a powerful circular pressure was released from the God of Time.
This circular pressure seemed gentle, but during the impact, whether it was the red light released by the City God before, the golden light shining by the golden dragon, or the small city, they were all "smoothed out" and disappeared without a trace.
All that was left before my eyes was endless nothingness.
In the void, there was only Fang Yi's soul, the golden dragon and the god of time who stood like Mount Buzhou.
"Ten breaths. As long as I can hold on for ten breaths, I can win!"
Fang Yi probably had a judgment in his mind.
The Sanqing Temple has been demolished for a long time, and the power of the statues has dissipated a lot.
If you can hold on for ten breaths, the remaining divine power should be exhausted.
The purpose this time is not to defeat the God of Time, but how to survive ten breaths.
Thinking of this, he controlled the golden dragon to attack the god on duty.
The golden dragon roared, turned into a ray of golden light and rushed forward, with huge streams of golden flames spewing out of its mouth.
The flame leaped and expanded instantly.
The nothingness turned into a golden sea of fire!
Fang Yi wanted to see whether the God of Time in this divine realm was as powerful as the God of Time in the Sanqing Palace divine realm.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, the god of time drew out the sword from his waist.
bass!
A slight sound.
As soon as the sword was revealed, Fang Yi felt a flash of cold light and a huge force rippled out, and everything in front of him seemed to become blurred!
Nothingness, the golden dragon, and the god of time all seem to have turned yellow!
The entire divine space was shaking.
It’s like... the end of the world has come!
It was obvious that the god only drew out his sword, but the murderous aura he conveyed was so terrifying that it made people feel suffocated!
This solemnity is as real as substance.
The golden dragon that was originally roaring and rushing and spewing flames was instantly reduced to ashes by the sword light!
The raging sea of fire was also "annihilated" by the sword light in an instant!
Although he didn't know how far away he was from the sword light, Fang Yi's heart tightened, as if he was locked by an extremely terrifying flood beast. His mind was shaken, and his soul and every part of his body felt icy cold.
"If I were hit by this sword light, my soul would be shattered."
Fang Yi knew it was time to fight to the death!
The sword light was getting closer and closer.
Fang Yi immersed his soul into the Amitabha Buddha's supernatural power model without hesitation, and visualized the Asura King Doraka.
At the same time, he frantically urged the golden elixir in his body to transfer power to his soul.
That's almost enough.
Almost enough to summon Taraka.
Fang Yi pushed his soul to the extreme!
In less than a moment, the sword light was already within reach.
At the same time, Fang Yi poured all the power extracted from the golden elixir into the Amitabha Buddha's magical power model. Perhaps it was because his strength had increased significantly after breaking through to the first level of the third turn, this time he did not run out of energy and only consumed 60% of his strength.
The next moment, a burst of Buddhist chanting was heard.
"Thus I have heard, the Buddha said: There is an Asura king who holds the world, with great power and fearlessness..."
Boom!
The endless void vibrated violently.
Suddenly, a big hole appeared in the space.
A ray of light seemed to shine in from another world.
Then, a huge gray demon with one head, three faces, six arms, a ferocious face and a vertical eye between his eyebrows rose up from the light that shone into the void!
This Asura is more than ten thousand feet tall.
It seemed to rise vertically and slowly from the ground, with its right hand raised in front of it and spread out, almost covering the entire sky, and then it slowly turned over its palm and suppressed the God of Duty!
A terrifying air wave rushed down from the void, causing the space to crack layer by layer.
The sword light with infinite power was shaken into white light points, which flew in both directions and formed a huge light curtain and chasm.
There is only the God of Time in the gap!
Can we defeat the God of Time?
Fang Yi watched nervously.
But suddenly, he saw a gleam of light on the tablet in the hand of the god on duty.
Immediately afterwards, although the god on duty did nothing, the tablet rose to a height of three feet above his head, emitting rays of light.
The tablet was spinning non-stop, the rays of light were rolling non-stop, and Asura's almost devastating attack was completely blocked by the rays of light!
More than just blocking.
The radiant rays of light kept striking Asura's huge body.
Wherever the rosy glow shone, wisps of gray gas were dispersed, making Asura's figure become increasingly blurred!
What?
Even such a powerful Doraka can't resist the magical powers of the God of Time?
Fang Yi's heart was shaking.
You know, King Ashura is his biggest trump card at the moment.
If even Doraka can't hold out for ten breaths, then I'll really be done for!
No, we must make King Ashura unleash even greater power.
Fang Yi gritted his teeth and immersed his soul in the first level energy field model of "Laozi's Eighty-one Transformations" that he had obtained earlier.
Suddenly, bursts of chanting of Taoist scriptures were heard.
"The Supreme One is the King of Xuanyuan, the Teacher of All Saints, the Supreme One without any respect, the Highest One without any position..."
An overwhelming force erupted!
A ray of purple light rose from Fang Yi's soul, shot straight into the sky, and turned into a ball of purple jade light, and then exploded with a bang. Countless purple light spots the size of meters filled the endless nothingness!
These purple light spots quickly wrapped around the body of the God of Time.
In the blink of an eye, the god's body was covered with purple spots of light, his powerful aura suddenly sank, and the speed of the rolling glow also slowed down.
Taraka finally got rid of the glow.
Fang Yi knew that he couldn't delay for ten breaths, so he made up his mind and, while passing orders to Doraka, he was also frantically drawing power from the golden elixir.
As the extremely huge body of the demon god became dimmer, the vertical eye between his eyebrows slowly opened.
There is endless high temperature in the vertical eye!
Red flames are dancing inside!
Fang Yi, who was forced into a desperate situation, finally let Doraka use his most powerful skill, the Flame of Destruction!
Endless red flames shot out from Doraka's vertical eyes.
The flames raged wildly, and wherever they burned, the glow and nothingness there began to collapse and disintegrate!
In the blink of an eye, nothingness continued to collapse, and it was all flames.
In the flames, there were extremely angry thoughts.
Doraka's angry thought of destroying the world and burning everything!
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outside world.
The three stone statues of Samantabhadra all shine brightly.
The Asura covered with black cloth in Fang Yi's hand was also shining.
This time, all twelve Taoists in Sanqing Palace saw it clearly.
"ah?"
"What's going on?"
"Why is the stone statue of Sanbao Tianzun glowing?"
"There is also something glowing that is covered by a black cloth."
The Taoists were suddenly in an uproar.
They hurriedly turned their heads to look at Lu Shisheng, who was the first to discover the glowing stone statue of Samantabhadra.
But when they looked over, they found that Lu Shisheng had retreated to the door with a pale face, and was looking inside with horror.
The elder Kun Dao hurriedly asked with concern: "Daoyou Lu, what's wrong?"
Lu Shisheng looked at Fang Yi's back as he sat on the ground with shock and respect, took a deep breath and said in an unbelievable tone: "The real person is bursting with infinite power. This power is so terrifying that the blood in my body is surging uncontrollably. I feel like I'm going to explode just by looking at it!"
"Ah?" Another cadre in his sixties or seventies asked in confusion, "Why didn't I sense it?"
The remaining dozen or so Taoists also all looked puzzled.
Lu Shisheng smiled bitterly and said, "Perhaps the teachers have not yet cultivated the true Qi, so they cannot sense it."
The elder Kun Dao, who was in the lead, was somewhat surprised and said, "Daoist Lu, you have cultivated the True Qi at such a young age? You are indeed a talented disciple of the Longmen Sect!"
The other Taoists all looked admiring.
The human body has its own great medicine, and it is indeed not uncommon to cultivate true Qi, but not everyone can cultivate it. Those who can cultivate true Qi are all rare geniuses. Of course, this group of Taoists admire Lu Shisheng very much.
Unexpectedly, Lu Shisheng's bitter smile became more and more intense. "Compared with the real person, the little bit of true Qi I cultivated is like a drop in the ocean. If you must compare and describe it, it is nothing more than the difference between a firefly and the blazing sun."
Lu Shisheng is a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect and a monk.
Quanzhen means preserving one's nature.
That is to say, he generally does not lie.
At this moment, Lu Shisheng, who is considered a genius by all the Taoists, said that the gap between him and the real person is like the difference between a firefly and the scorching sun?
All the Taoists were horrified. They really couldn't imagine how powerful the real person's power was.
Especially at this moment, the stone statue of Samantabhadra and the black cloth held by Fang Yi were glowing, and everyone wanted to know what was going on.
Only Xu Xiaoli had a serious look on her face, knowing that her master was fighting an earth-shattering battle!
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