Chapter 901

In the face of the combined efforts of dozens of his own cultivators, Qiu Tianduo could only close his eyes and wait for death, he closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

Then a few breaths passed.

Qiu Tianduo didn't feel any signs of his body being torn apart by the intense heat or the powerful magic force.

How can it be.

The speed of the spell is faster than lightning.

I'm afraid that I won't have a breath of time to tear them to pieces.

Why didn't I feel pain for so long?

It's just that the speed is so fast that I can't even feel the pain, and I die.

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly his eyes widened.

He saw a scene he will never forget.

I saw a figure as high as several zhang, floating behind Long Xiaoshan, stepping into the void, covered in golden light, with three heads and six arms, like a golden armor Tianzun, all the spells bombarded over.

All of them were smashed to pieces by the six arms of this Golden Armor Heavenly Venerable.

At this time, Long Xiaoshan was also wide-eyed, his eyes were indifferent, and he was not like a human.

Qiu Tianduo has been cultivating for many years, and he has never seen such a mighty technique.

comparatively.

The techniques they use are like subtle techniques that don't go into the stream.

It's like the difference between a steam locomotive a hundred years ago and a high-speed rail now.

Slow to say.

In fact, it is only a few breaths of time.

The spells all over the sky were all blown away by the golden armor gods, leaving only the heaven and earth stirred by those spells in chaos, the whole valley was howling with wind, thunder and lightning, sometimes like a cold winter, sometimes like a hot summer, almost like the end of the world.

The ordinary people who were watching in the Medicine King Valley were even more panicked, frightened, and shocked.

It was the first time they had seen the Spirit Master Fighting Technique.

Especially the golden-armored god manifested by Long Xiaoshan, like the Nine Heavens Gods, made people's hearts tremble, and they couldn't help but crawl down.

"Brother, he, is he a god?"

Song Siqi was completely stunned, and Song Jun was also at a loss, as if he hadn't heard Song Siqi's words at all.

"This is a Buddhist technique!"

Those elders in the Medicine King Valley were not as knowledgeable as Song Siqi.

Seeing the golden armor god manifested by Long Xiaoshan, he thought of some similar spells in Buddhism.

"Is the rumor true, Long Bang said that he is a Buddhist Dao Martial Three Cultivator, a Horizontal Refining Grandmaster, a Sixth-Order Spirit Master, and an early stage of the prefecture level. There really is such a demon in this world!

The Valley Lord of the Medicine King Valley was shocked.

Of course, they knew about the Dragon List, and they had also seen the Dragon List's description of Long Xiaoshan's combat power.

It's just that they have also seen the video footage of Long Xiaoshan and Tang Honghu's battle.

So I didn't take the dragon list seriously.

After all, hearing is false, seeing is believing.

The dragon list can only be referenced, but that battle is real.

It can be seen that Long Xiaoshan's combat power is strong.

On the other hand.

In the hidden door, although there are double cultivators of law and martial arts who cultivate both paths, it is already incomparably against the sky, because any one requires you to spend your whole life to achieve something, not to mention the combination of two paths, history has long proved that there are almost no successful people who cultivate both paths, and only very few people can cultivate to the highest level in law and martial arts, such as Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, so he is a god and a myth.

And the three cultivators of Buddhism, Taoism and Martial Arts are even more unheard of.

In the vast history of the Hidden Gate, there is no precedent for those who have succeeded.

Even Zhang Sanfeng's kind of anti-heaven demon talent that comes out once in a thousand years is only a two-way cultivator.

Long Xiaoshan actually cultivated Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts.

And all of them have achieved extremely high achievements.

Whether it is a horizontal refining grandmaster, a sixth-order spirit master or a prefecture-level early stage, it is enough for ordinary people to achieve the same in a lifetime to dominate one side and become a giant of the hidden sect.

That can't be described as terrifying.

At this time, the valley lord of the Medicine King Valley felt like there were 100,000 grass and mud horses galloping by, what kind of monster did they provoke in the Medicine King Valley.

But it was hard to recover.

They had already torn their faces with Long Xiaoshan.

So it's too late to ask for peace.

Moreover, the conditions offered by Long Xiaoshan were really harsh, and Medicine King Gu would never agree to them.

The valley lord of the Medicine King Valley roared: "Give it to me, drag him down." ”

Hula!

Dozens of black shadows rushed out of the surroundings, but these black shadows were not like the alchemists of the Medicine King Valley, they were all wearing the clothes of foreign affairs disciples, but unlike ordinary foreign affairs disciples, these people's identities seemed to be higher and their strength was also very strong.

All of them are martial artists above the Xuan level, and there are even half-step grandmasters.

This is the essence of the Medicine King Valley.

The Medicine King Valley is a great sect of medicine refining, with abundant resources, in addition to being able to cultivate many powerful martial artists by itself, it can also recruit many powerful martial artists to serve them.

These warriors are the reserves of the Medicine King Valley.

After all, the alchemists have a noble status, rarely do their hands, and they really have dirty work, and they still have to rely on the martial artists they raise.

The Valley Lord of the Medicine King Valley didn't expect these martial arts powerhouses in the valley to be able to kill Long Xiaoshan.

He knew it was impossible.

Grandmasters can't make up for it with numbers, otherwise grandmasters wouldn't have such a lofty status.

But even if you can't kill Long Xiaoshan, it's enough to delay for some time.

Some powerful spells are very time-consuming.

Facing the dozens of warriors who rushed over, Long Xiaoshan took back the Golden Armor Heavenly God, which was the phantom of the law that he had only recently condensed, although the fighting method had miraculous effects, but it was worth the loss when it was used to fight and kill the martial artists, after all, this magic power of the law was heaven and earth, he only initially comprehended the skin, and it was too draining to use.

Long Xiaoshan stood up, his eyes were indifferent, and he burst out with a palm.

Rumble!

A huge transparent palm print appeared in the void, and it rushed over, bang, bang!

Wherever they passed, all the warriors touched the broken tendons and bones, and those warriors, using swords and swords, or teaching the fist method, were like mantis arms as a car in front of this transparent palm print.

The warriors who rushed through were originally a fan-shaped encirclement.

Directly by this palm, as if a knife cut butter, a channel was punched out of the middle.

The huge transparent palm print, swept past these warriors, and it didn't even count that it rushed out dozens of meters before it dissipated into the air.

All the warriors who rushed over were stunned.

"Die!"

A red-faced old man suddenly stood out from the group of warriors, holding a golden ring knife, and slashed it with a roar, and a golden knife line slashed down from the air, as if tearing the void apart.

Even the others standing a few meters away felt their skin tingle, as if they were about to be split in half.

"What a powerful stab. ”

"It's the Golden Sword Venerable, he has been immersed in the Dao of the Sword for many years, I'm afraid this sword is already the peak of his life, I'm afraid that the Grandmaster can compete with it in person. ”

There are warriors who know the old man and exclaim.

Facing this almost grandmaster's sword.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes were slightly raised, his expression did not fluctuate for half a minute, and the palm he raised was pinched and pulled back, as if pulling out a full moon bow.

Bang!

Punch the air!