Chapter 17: The Great Mudra of the Spirit Turtle

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"Master, where are you?"

"Senior Brother Mo Yufei, where are you!"

"You should have spoken!"

Many disciples shouted like this quite sadly, hoping to call Mo Yufei out.

"Don't shout anymore, your Mo Yufei and Master Venerable have been mastered by me, no matter how loud your voice is, it won't help. Huang Tianmang had already premeditated his mouth in mid-air. He laughed gloomily, turned his rather indulgent body, like a whistling yellow sand, and rushed towards the Great Elder of the Qing Buddha first.

Seeing this scene, the Great Elder of the Qing Buddha in the deep pit gasped, he actually couldn't assess the strength of the other party from Huang Tianmang's cultivation aura just now, which also showed that his cultivation must be higher than his own, and it was not a little bit, and he could only take the move at this moment.

Huang Tianmang's body surged like yellow sand, like an endless rain of sand swept in, the eyes of the Great Elder of the Qing Buddha were blinded by the dust and sand, and he quickly began to cultivate for a while, so that his eyes would not be rubbed into the sand. These crises were not unfamiliar to the Great Elder of the Qing Buddha, in fact, he had been here once more than thirty years ago, and he was very familiar with the attacks of the yellow sand! He could use the magic power to trigger his eyes, cover his eyes, close his eyes and other methods to avoid being invaded.

However, at this moment, facing the yellow sand of the yellow sky, it seems that it is unbearable.

Just because. The yellow sand that permeated Huang Tianmang's body was not ordinary dust and sand, it was the cultivation power that had been injected into him at least above the divine consciousness stage. It seems that every grain of sand has condensed great coercion and formed a sharp weapon, and the attack power embodied in the patches of sand is really not to be underestimated.

The Great Elder of the Qing Buddha had no way to dodge, and it was impossible for him to close his eyes and wait for Huang Tianmang to attack him. He opened his eyes helplessly and fought against him.

"I can't do it!" Huang Tianmang burst out, and his cultivation invisibly strengthened again. It seemed that it had risen to another level, and the ensuing yellow sand was permeated, as if the attack power of each grain of sand had increased again, like countless starlight and sharp blades surrounded the Great Elder of the Qing Buddha. The other elders, arrogant sons and disciples could only watch, but they couldn't break in to rescue them for a while.

"Ah, my eyes! my eyes!" The Great Elder of the Qing Buddha suddenly stopped his cultivation and confrontation, and suddenly covered his eyes with his hands like crazy, and two blood lines suddenly overflowed from his eye sockets. The Great Elder of the Qing Buddha flew up and fell directly to the ground in pain.

This time, Li Xinghui, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was quite surprised. He felt that the Qing Buddha sect was in difficulty, and he could no longer sit idly by and ignore it! So he flew into the yellow sand wheal of Huang Tianmang, and split out the Spirit Turtle Palm Method with one palm, and quietly handed it over. The shape of a huge spirit turtle was transformed from this palm, and rushed straight into the yellow sand wheal.

Huang Tianmang's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was shocked when he looked at the phantom of the spirit turtle palm technique. He didn't dare to slack off, knowing the Spirit Tortoise Palm Technique of the Star Radiance Sect. Extraordinary, famous. Therefore, Huang Tianmang rotated his body very cautiously to avoid it, and Li Xinghui's spirit turtle big handprint flew into the air, but at the stall where Huang Tianmang flashed, it hit the yellow sand ground at once, and immediately knocked out a deep hole in the ground. It is three feet deep. Huang Tianmang looked at it in front of him, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Dark autocapacitance.

"The spirit turtle's big handprint is really good. However, Huang doesn't want to eat you!" Huang Tianmang's eyes were domineering, and he was frightened, but suddenly, he urged the yellow sand around him, forming the shape of a vicissitudes and sharp long sword. Like a meteor streaked by, it directly penetrated Li Xinghui's chest.

Li Xinghui smiled majestically and scolded angrily: "Huangsha Sword, the old man wants to try it!"

As he spoke, the Yellow Sand Sword had already roared angrily, exuding the peak cultivation of the Yellow Heavenly Consciousness Period, and rushed towards him. Li Xinghui calmly accepted. A spirit turtle mudra was issued again, and the yellow sand sword slammed into one place. Suddenly, the spiritual power of both sides decreased. And Huang Tianmang's yellow sand sword almost collapsed into a sword shape.

And although Li Xinghui's spirit turtle handprint also spread out, it still maintained the shape of the spirit turtle.

Huang Tianmang's face changed, knowing that the cultivation he had injected just now was far from enough to deal with the other party. However, his domineering body swayed, and the yellow sand permeated his body, and suddenly his entire body quickly turned into a yellow vortex, which was more terrifying than a tornado. Polyformed, sparse and scattered. arrogantly surrounded Li Xinghui. During this period, three Qing Buddha elders joined in and resisted Huang Tianmang with Li Xinghui. But they were silently beaten by Huang Tianmang's Yellow Sand Flowing Shadow Dafa, but after three breaths, they were beaten to the ground vomiting blood one by one. I couldn't stop panting.

Li Xinghui could see that Huang Tianmang's Yellow Sand Flowing Shadow Dafa exuded cultivation was at least at the peak of the Nian Shen Period. And Li Xinghui, who is in the super-mental period, can naturally crack it without much effort. However, at this moment, he only showed the peak cultivation of the Nian Shen Period. He was also in front of the external sects, and he was unwilling to reveal all his cultivation. If you can deal with the opponent, you can do it.

For a while, the two of them fought extremely fiercely. In fact, if Li Xinghui shows his true strength, I am afraid that Huang Tianmang will continue to show it, and it is difficult to say who will kill the deer. Now it means that everyone is still holding the pipa and half-covering their faces, and they are fighting without showing their hole cards. All of them create a close match.

The reason why Huang Xiangzu, Li Lan, and Chu Tian, who were watching from the sidelines, did not help Li Xinghui was because they knew that Li Xinghui was the most powerful and profound figure in the field!

As for the other Qing Buddha elders, Tianjiao and his disciples, in addition to taking care of the blind Qing Buddha Great Elder and the three injured elders, more disciples were looking for traces of Mo Yufei and Shizun Qing Buddha Monks in the deep pit that was not filled with yellow sand. They were already so anxious that they burned their eyebrows, and one by one they took out swords and other weapons, as if digging three feet into the ground, and looked impatiently. Especially Bai Xiaoqi, his eyes showed strong unwillingness and madness. Of course, there is also Li Shanshan, her beautiful eyebrows are furrowed, and she is about to cry, who will believe this ending! Originally, Mo Yufei was about to be at the last moment, after he had already forced out two-thirds of the toxins for Shizun. At the last moment, he was going to completely remove the remaining one-third of the toxins in the master's body, but he didn't expect that Huang Tianmang's appearance would use the man-eating beasts under the desert to drag Mo Yufei and the Qing Buddha monks underground.

Now life and death are unknown, everyone is really anxious!