Chapter 653: Showing Off
In the hands of the Five Supernatural Powers, the Five Wheels are still just five rotating wheels, their usage is traceable. But in the hands of a divine being, the Five Wheels are integrated into every movement, and the Five Supernatural Powers are as one with them as breathing. If the eyes can see, then the divine eye can observe. If the ears can hear, then the divine ear can perceive.
This kind of crushing at a higher level put great pressure on everyone present.
But Mr. Yuanming was worried about Gong Mengbi, so even though he was facing a top-grade immortal, he took the initiative to attack. His chest was filled with true energy, stirring the clouds, and the wind from his sleeves blew out a sky full of stars, pressing towards the immortal.
The god laughed loudly, turned his spear, and it was filled with red heavenly fire, burning the stars into fireballs, and stabbed it in front of Mr. Yuan Ming.
Mr. Yuan Ming remained undaunted. Even though he had transcended a vast realm, it wasn't easy to take him down. He reached out and grabbed the mountain guardian. The entire mountain guardian spirit was seized upon by him, transforming into a giant hand that lifted the sky and grabbed the red-armored divine being.
The spear swept across Mr. Yuan Ming's face, leaving a long scratch on his forehead, then turned to the giant hand that was transformed by inspiration and dispersed the entire mountain-guarding god with one shot.
Mr. Yuan Ming felt a chill on his forehead. He reached out and wiped it, and found that his forehead was indeed cut by the spear, and his hands were covered in blood.
Mr. Yuanming took action first, followed closely by Taoist Tiezhu and Elder Monk Zhanmin. In a battle of supernatural powers, there can be no room for negligence, especially when the opponent is stronger than you. Even the slightest timidity or hesitation can become a fatal weakness.
The Five Thunder Order wavered in the air, and the Five Thunder Gods stood in the air, each holding a magic weapon to bless the righteous law. In just a moment, wind and thunder began to move, and countless thunder dragons were born in the void, rushing towards the red-armored divine man to kill him.
Zhan Min did not hold back and used the thousand-armed Avalokitesvara's thousand hands to strike the golden bell. The sound of the demon-subduing bell was like the clouds, shaking the void. However, no sound could be heard with the naked ear. Only by listening with the spirit could one hear the solemn thunder sound in the void.
With one shot, the god dispersed the spiritual power that Mr. Yuan Ming had gathered to protect the mountain. He turned the gun head, and red flames crossed the sky like a blooming red lotus. It collided with the thunder dragon, making a violent roar. Fragments of thunder and fire flew in the air, like thousands of red butterflies and a thousand fire crows flapping their wings and crying loudly.
The demon-suppressing thunder sound followed closely behind, and the red flames around the god were shaken away for a moment, but the next moment, he raised his palm and shouted, "Old monk, you are seeking death!"
“Bang—”
The Hanshan Golden Bell rang out a magnificent sound, which then turned into a hoarse whine in the high-pitched mournful cry. The old monk Zhanmin flew backwards holding the golden bell and slammed into the mountain, causing it to collapse.
The Thousand-Armed Guanyin protected him. His forty-two arms were originally as white as jade, but now most of them were broken, and golden blood flowed from the broken wrists.
The old monk coughed twice and climbed out of the deep pit. He looked at the Hanshan Golden Bell again and saw that it had been pierced through by the divine man's palm. If it weren't for the protection of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, the old monk would have been killed by that palm through the chest.
The divine man struck down the old monk Zhan Min with a palm, and as his spirit grew, more and more strange visions appeared.
The brilliant light behind his head kept flowing, along with the various Taoist principles of heaven, earth, wind, water, and fire, so that the aura around him was constantly changing, manifesting various external appearances.
Taoist Tiezhu was not surprised but delighted, saying, "Although my magical powers are strong, my Dao is not profound. It cannot be perfect, nor can it be without loopholes. You want to kill us, but it won't be that easy!"
If he is really one of the upper third rank with profound cultivation, even if it is only the third rank, there is a great realm between them, as well as thousands of mountains and rivers between them, like the difference between the sun and the moon.
Even if they risked their lives, it would probably not be enough for this god to control.
However, this divine being was unfathomable when he was concentrating his mind and restraining his energy, but when he acted in anger, he could not control his energy. Even though he was powerful, he was not unrivaled.
All five of the Five Channels were of the fourth rank, and even if they combined to become the upper third rank, it wasn't the result of hard work. Forcing growth by pulling up seedlings may make a big splash, but when the beautiful feathers unfold, they also expose their bare buttocks.
The man of God was so angry at hearing such words that he imagined the sky collapsing and the earth breaking apart.
The spirits of the three Taoist priests, Tiezhu, were inevitably trapped in the strange vision, but everyone saw a glimpse of hope.
Elder Monk Zhanmin coughed, his broken-arm Guanyin appearance solemn, desolate, and compassionate. He said, "You didn't kill me with one blow. If you want to kill me again, it won't be that easy!"
The red-armored deity glared coldly and said, "You are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. You are so arrogant! Look at my palm!"
The red-armored deity stood between heaven and earth, and all things danced with him. He stretched out his hand, and it seemed as if the mysterious light of the sun and the moon shattered from the sky. He pressed towards the four people with the force of collapsing the sky.
But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed in the infinite darkness, and a cold light broke through the darkness, fell among the four people, and turned into the appearance of Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi had just landed his foot when Xuantian's hand covered them again.
"Here we go again!" Gong Mengbi cursed, and the surrounding area surged and swallowed them up again.
The five people fell into Xuantian, where there was no distinction between up and down, around and around, only the vast void, a world of its own that trapped them. Their connection with heaven and earth was constantly weakened, making it more difficult to borrow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Gong Mengbi had barely escaped the darkness, only to be swept back in. He was instantly enraged. Looking up, he saw a pool of blood on Mr. Yuanming's forehead, the wound still clotting. Elder Monk Zhanmin's face was cadaverous, and the Thousand-Armed Guanyin statue behind him had been reduced to a broken arm.
Only Taoist Tiezhu and Zen Master Pobi looked relatively healthy. Even he himself had disheveled hair and a pale face.
Taoist Tiezhu asked, "Fellow Daoist Gong, how do we deal with this move?"
Gong Mengbi said, "I got out with the guidance of the Azure Dragon and the Seven Stars, but I'm afraid it's useless now."
Taoist Tiezhu looked at Gong Mengbi, who said quietly, "I'm alone in there, and he's distracted by dealing with you, so naturally he has no time to worry about me. Now that we've been caught in a swarm, it's not going to be easy for us to escape."
"Well said." In the darkness, the god changed his appearance again, from a red-armored god to a sky-holding ghost god.
The ghost god had the dark sky above his head, the yellow earth under his feet, he used the wind as clothes, the water as skirts, and held a scorching sun in his hands, and descended into the darkness.
The whole world suddenly became lively, but also suddenly became dangerous.
The ghost said: "This is the Xuantian Dharma Realm. In this realm, I am the greatest!"
Gong Mengbi sneered, "Heaven's power is infinite, you can't borrow it, so you can only call yourself Xuantian and claim to be the king of the well, but you are showing off here."
The Immortal Jin Ting had once obtained the Heavenly Scroll and understood its meaning best. Now, Gong Mengbi had revealed the demon's true colors with just one word, instantly enraging the demon, who cried out, "Die!"
He threw the red sun in his hand, and in an instant, the entire Xuantian Dharma Realm was set on fire.
The endless sea of fire surged, submerging the five people.
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