771: C771 Mizong Life-buddha

C771 Mizong Life-buddha

Skyblade and Dragon Fist collided. The shockwaves produced by their collision were extremely shocking. All kinds of sacred energy was released, causing the surrounding space to collapse. A resounding sound rang out as sparks burst out from his fist. However, the Skyblade was also sent flying by Meng Xuan's fist and disintegrated into nothingness.

The little guy pushed off with his toes and jumped onto the Battle King's head. He sat down and began chanting. He held the black hole in his hand and muttered to himself. In the blink of an eye, thousands of men and horses burst out of the black hole, like a black ocean dyed the sky black. Thousands upon thousands of men and horses charged down, their murderous auras overflowing to the heavens.

Shouts, sounds of horse hooves, and killing intent all intertwined together. It was an extremely horrifying sight.

Many people turned pale when they saw this.

"Is this the battle king of his youth? This is too terrifying! He was able to emit such divine might when he was only at the Dao Embryo realm!"

"It would be difficult for me to unleash that kind of power when I'm at the Fetal Stage."

"The Battle King is too terrifying. The only imprint he left was already so terrifying. If his real body was here, how terrifying would it be?"

Now, everyone finally understood why the Battle King could leave his name throughout the ages. This kind of strength was too terrifying, omnipotent!

Dark clouds began to spread across the horizon. It was a magnificent sight of thousands of men and horses, causing the atmosphere to become stifling. Meng Xuan lifted his head with a cold and indifferent expression. Following that, he pointed towards the sky, and a golden zither appeared in his hand.

As he pointed his finger at the clouds, all sorts of smoky clouds converged before finally forming a gigantic vortex. Multicolored. Extremely beautiful. Following which, wisps of misty clouds instantly tensed up, transforming into many celestial swords.

Ten Directions Clouds Heavenly Art clashed against the Battle King's Self-Art!

Rainbow clouds and black smog collided, creating a series of loud bangs. The great army disintegrated at this moment and vanished in an instant. After that, the seven-colored fog swallowed the dark clouds, covering the sky. The countless clouds of smoke converged together, forming a huge, sturdy sword. It descended from the sky and slashed towards the black hole. Puff! The black hole was instantly cut into two halves. As for the tiny palm-sized figure, it disappeared.

The body of the War King swayed a bit, and his pupils became silvery-white. They shot out two streaks of silver light, and a pair of silvery-white wings appeared behind his back. Symbols filled the air, and a rain of light began to pour down.

This was a terrifying eye technique, and quite a few people recognized that pair of wings.

"Battle King Rising Sky Wing!"

He flapped his wings gently, and the electric light exploded. The void around his wings disintegrated, and the astral wind blew out again. His face was expressionless as he flapped his wings. His silver white eyes shot out to kill Meng Xuan.

These two streaks of light seemed as if they could destroy anything. They directly pierced through the void and struck towards him, wanting to shatter his chest.

Meng Xuan extended his right arm, and a pair of golden wings appeared behind him. That was the Heavenly Saber Rising Dragon Wings that he had obtained from Qin Wuhan in the Divine Province. He had not used it for a long time.

The two of them displayed their abilities, causing everyone to feel extremely dizzy.

"Meng Xuan's foundation is as thick as the Battle King's." Ksitigarbha said.

Zhu Changsheng nodded his head. "Even a reborn Peacock King would not be able to have such a solid foundation, right?"

"It's comparable to the imperial clan."

The two extremely talented people once again clashed against each other across the river of time.

"Kill!" The Battle King's killing intent surged.

"Kill!" Meng Xuan added. As the two supernatural powers collided, Skyblade's Subduing Dragon Wings flapped and numerous feathers appeared on his back. Each of these feathers gave off a supreme pressure, turning into blades and swords that crisscrossed horizontally.

As for the War King, his rodent wings were even more terrifying. As he gently flapped them, he swallowed up the void. In the end, the space behind him was covered in dense cracks that spread out like a spider web.

His eyes shot out, and two beams of light shot into Meng Xuan's eyes, wanting to shatter them. But Meng Xuan's eyes instantly split apart, turning into thousands upon thousands of faces. Soon after, Meng Xuan's eyes lit up. The two beams of light returned to their original size, only to have them become the size of a bucket.

The Battle-King let out a muffled grunt. His eyes were instantly shattered and turned into a void. The Battle-King's roaming wings were also broken and slashed open by the Heavenly Saber Emperor's dragon wings. Meng Xuan directly took a step forwards, advancing forwards several steps before coming to a halt.

The Battle King's illusory image dissipated, and a speck of sand began to glow. Meng Xuan's cultivation rose yet again, reaching the realm of Eternal Gods!

That grain of sand had turned into an eternal god level Battle-King. Meng Xuan's aura shot out like a rainbow, directly attacking forward. A great battle broke out once again. Everyone was unable to take their eyes off it, and they didn't even blink.

Meng Xuan was simply too stunning, forcing the Battle-King to continuously retreat.0

Immortal King Mo Yue looked through the mirror at Meng Xuan, her face filled with shock. "Unknowingly, this youth has actually already grown to such a degree."

Suddenly, Immortal King Mo Yue's eyelids twitched, because she saw a blurry looking man standing on a mountain peak in the distance, overlooking a mirror. His entire body was covered in golden light, and there were tens of thousands of thumb-sized golden figures dancing around his body. They surrounded him in a dense cluster. On his forehead, six more runes were flickering.

Lost Little Heavenly Emperor, the most outstanding disciple of the Lost Hall!

"Who is that person?" The Lost Little Heavenly Emperor asked.

Before long, a person slowly walked over from the end of the world. That person became even more peculiar. As he stood on the spot, a thick stream of water rushed out from his body and extended out in front of him. If one were to look carefully, they would see that it was not a river. It was clearly a golden figure that was constantly pulling forward, forming a river.

The golden figures were like great buddhas, appearing solemn and dignified. As the creature stood up, all of the images were absorbed into his forehead. He was very young and looked to be around twenty years old.

The living Buddha of the Secret Sect!

The cultivation method of a living Buddha was very terrifying, barely able to be considered as rebirth. After generations of living Buddhas had fallen, before their deaths, their heads would always look in the direction of the ancient times. Anyone that his gaze made contact with would be assimilated by him as if he was possessed. Then, he would be resurrected on this person's body. From generation to generation, the cycle repeated itself. Looking at the buddhist image on this person's body, it had already been reincarnated a hundred times!

Even Immortal King Mo Yue knew of his sacred art, the Thousand Blessings Sect!

"His name is Meng Xuan. I've been paying attention to his name since long ago." The living Buddha said with a smile.

"Baldy donkey, it's been a million years." The Lost Little Heavenly Emperor said lightly.

"That's right." The living Buddha laughed and pointed at Meng Xuan's figure in the mirror. "I'm interested in this person. I want to take a look at him."

The gaze of a living Buddha was a possession!

"Sure, but I need his supreme self technique in order to ascend to the Immortal King Stage." If he were to become an Immortal King in this life, his cultivation would definitely be much stronger than in his previous life, and he might even be able to reach the level of an Immortal King tycoon.

Immortal King Mo Yue stared at the two of them as her beautiful eyes narrowed.

"Who's spying on me?" The Lost Small Heavenly Emperor suddenly felt Immortal King Mo Yue's gaze. He raised his head and looked towards the Nine Layered Heavens, and with a leap of his body, he directly broke through several barriers, rushing into the Nine Layered Heavens.

"Immortal King Mo Yue." The Lost Little Heavenly Emperor was too sharp, he instantly rushed in front of Immortal King Mu Yue.

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