Chapter 612 Redstone Cliff

Even a powerful person like Baizhangyan Buddha dare not underestimate the "Blue Lotus Sword Song".

This move was sealed by Liu Haiyu on the sword talisman using a secret method. It is extremely difficult to seal the power of such a powerful move on the talisman. It is said that only the cultivators in the virtual fairyland who have just glimpsed the power of the law can do it, and the success rate is also very low.

And Liu Haiyu successfully made his own "Blue Lotus Sword Song" into this sword talisman with a ray of Tao source power he comprehended in the Taoist Lotus Pond. Although it took a lot of effort and thought, it can be called a miracle.

This is a life-saving trick that Liu Haiyu specially gave to his two nephews Fan and Cai. Otherwise, Liu Haiyu would not have left the two behind and went deep into the Green Fire Demon Realm alone.

In a hurry, Baizhangyan Buddha raised a pair of huge fists high.

On its pair of giant fists, the spiritual pressure has been completely materialized, forming a huge spiritual power vortex, and the surrounding void has been pulled out of spider-web-like cracks.

Before the fist landed, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds rolled back, lightning and thunder roared, and the void trembled.

Powerful!

Suffocatingly powerful!

Unrivaled power!

"Rock Buddha Explosion Fist!"

The fist landed, and the sky turned upside down and the earth collapsed.

The next moment, the sword move Qinglian Sword Song and the fist move Yanfo Explosion Fist collided in the sky.

Visible to the naked eye, straight as light, the sword intent lines kept cutting like a sword formation composed of thousands of swords.

The blue lotus bloomed, shaking the earth.

The giant rock fist carried the power of shattering the sky and resisted the thousands of sword intents on the opposite side. The rocks peeled off, the dust splashed, but it did not retreat at all.

One is a peerless sword move, and the other is a divine fist from another world, both of which are rare. The two were in a head-on situation, and they were deadlocked in the sky, and the scene was grand and terrifying.

After a full half a while, the power of the Qinglian Sword Song was as continuous as a gushing spring, without a trace of decline.

The pair of giant fists swung by Baizhang Rock Buddha were forced to move back half an inch. Just half an inch of distance surprised the Rock Buddha himself.

"Impossible, the power of this Rock Buddha's giant fist is enough to destroy a city of 100,000 people. The opponent has a slight advantage with just one sword move sealed in the sword talisman."

Baizhang Rock Buddha thought in his heart, and he raised his eyes and saw the shadow of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Waterfall in the background of the sword move.

Under the Nine Heavens Mysterious Waterfall, although the blue-clothed boy never turned around, his blue clothes fluttered like waves. The powerful divine power contained in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Waterfall was continuously injected into the sword move.

"How did you do this? The sword domain and the divine domain presented in the sword moves are perfectly matched. The divine domain is immortal and the sword domain is endless. With this momentum, the power of the sword moves will not be easily weakened. I am originally a true spirit in the Rock Spirit Realm. If I am forced to exert all my strength, I will be suppressed by the power of the interface of the Zhongyuan Realm, and the result will be quite dangerous." Baizhang Rock Buddha quickly calculated in his mind.

"Qingyan monk, I just remembered that I have a dinner party to go to in the Rock Spirit Realm. That is a feast for a spiritual stone vein. Today, I can only help you here."

After the words fell, without waiting for Qingyan monk to answer, Baizhang Rock Buddha's fists suddenly moved forward, and used brute force to push the power of the sword formation on the opposite side back by a few feet. Then he performed the rock escape technique, and his body blurred, leaving only a flashing strange rune on the spot. The body turned into a brown stream of light and sank into the passage in the soul realm below, and disappeared in an instant.

Qingyan monk, who was just standing on the shoulder of Baizhang Rock Buddha, suddenly felt empty under his feet. When he looked down again, he found that the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha under him had disappeared.

It left quietly, taking away a full 100,000 high-grade spirit stones.

The gilded soul lamp originally placed on the top of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha fell helplessly like a lonely bird with broken wings.

The life soul lamp is a treasure connected to the life essence of Qingyan Monk. It is specially used to sacrifice the life essence in order to perform the spiritual skills. It cannot be destroyed.

Qingyan Monk hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out a golden stream of light, rolled up the falling life soul lamp, sucked it into his mouth, and took it back into the purple mansion space.

"This stone uncle is too unrefined. Does he still have a little spirit of spiritual contract?" Qingyan Monk cursed in his heart.

"Lord Rock Buddha, that sword move is just a sealed move. It is not activated by the person himself. It will run out of power in a moment. You don't have to run away." Qingyan Monk shouted loudly.

It was empty, without any shadow of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha at all.

But at this moment, the residual power of the sword moves on the opposite side has already fallen.

"I took on the role myself, and I have to continue acting no matter how difficult it is." Qianmiangui said persistently in his heart.

Real actors always act seriously.

"Qingyan Monk" narrowed his eyes, pinched his hands, and frantically mobilized all his magic power.

His bones creaked, his arms became extremely thick, and deformed rapidly, and a stone shield was condensed in an instant.

"Yanling Stone Shield!"

The stone shield was three or four feet long, like a small mountain lying in front of him. Several Sanskrit characters flowed up and down on the surface of the stone shield, and a word "Yan" was clearly written in the middle.

At this moment, the residual power of Qinglian Sword Song arrived as promised.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sword light was like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, it swallowed up the stone shield and Qingyan Monk's body. The power was many times more terrifying than ordinary sword formations.

Cut!

Sharp cut!

Extremely sharp cut!

Stone chips flew everywhere, and a large cloud of dust rose up, making it impossible to see the real body of Qingyan Monk.

…..

"Did we succeed?" Senior Brother Fan and Junior Brother Cai stood side by side, looking at the situation on the opposite side.

"The sword moves of Junior Master are truly world-shaking moves." Junior Brother Cai whispered.

After a long while.

The power of the sword moves was exhausted, and the might of the sword energy left several straight black lines in the void. The traces of space being cut could not be healed for a long time.

The body of the Qingyan monk fell from the sky like a stubborn stone, and fell on the ground with a plop, digging out a huge pit.

In the middle of the pit, the Qingyan monk knelt on one knee, his clothes torn. His body was like an unfinished stone carving, full of scars. He covered his left shoulder with his right hand, and his left arm was gone.

At the injured left shoulder, a series of light blue sword intents still rolled for a long time.

The Qingyan monk tried to use his rock power to make the broken arm grow again, but found that he could not do it.

"What a powerful sword energy, it actually sealed my broken arm directly. If the arm cannot grow back over time, it will never recover. However, Qingyan Monk's body did not disappoint me, and he deserves to be the one I chose as a ghost slave. If it were any other body, I'm afraid it would have been shattered." Thinking in his heart, Qingyan Monk, who was controlled by the Thousand Faces Ghost, covered his broken arm with one hand and tried to stand up.

Qingyan Monk looked at Fan and Cai opposite with a sword-like gaze, and walked over step by step. He looked like an avenger from hell, which made people shudder.

"That crazy monk is not dead!" Junior Brother Cai said in surprise.

At this moment, Junior Brother Cai's internal injuries have not healed, and Senior Brother Fan has also overdrawn a lot of soul power by urging the sword talisman.

The two can no longer show decent fighting power to resist.

"I said that one of you can leave a living person, and it still counts now." Qingyan Monk approached the two step by step and said coldly.

"You lunatic, come and kill me." Junior Brother Cai suddenly shouted, almost madly. He swung the Dao sword in his hand without any moves, and slashed at the Qingyan monk opposite.

"I will definitely satisfy your request to kill someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingyan monk's figure turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of Junior Brother Cai. His right arm stretched out straight, and a solid right hand locked Junior Brother Cai's throat like an iron clamp, holding his body in the air.

The strong feeling of suffocation made Junior Brother Cai's eyes black, and the hand holding the Dao sword fell down weakly. When his palm loosened, the Dao sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Seeing Junior Brother Cai in a life-and-death crisis, Senior Brother Fan was shocked.

He always remembered in his heart that if Junior Brother had not risked his life to block a sword for him in the battle at Lingcang Mountain, he would probably have died at the time, and there would be no reputation of the Lingcang Twin Swords. At this moment, facing a strong enemy, at the moment of life and death, it was Brother Cai who stepped forward without hesitation.

"Brother Cai, this time it's my turn to take responsibility." Brother Fan had an obsession in his heart.

He threw the sword in his hand aside, knelt on his knees, and two lines of tears fell, begging bitterly: "Master, please show mercy, please don't kill my brother. You keep your word, I am willing to exchange my life for my brother's life."

At this moment, the figure of the Qingyan monk who clamped Brother Cai's neck with his hands suddenly became blurred. It was not a person, but a huge rock in the shape of a human.

Brother Fan couldn't help but wipe his tears with his hands and look again.

"Puff!"

A stone palm, like a sharp sword, penetrated directly from Brother Fan's back and shattered his heart veins.

Brother Fan's eyes went dark, and in his dying moments, he still whispered, "Please let my brother go."

The cold words of Qingyan Monk came from behind Brother Fan: "This is what a brother should be like. For the sake of your deep brotherly love, I will give you a quick death."

When Qingyan Monk's rocky palm was pulled out from Brother Fan's back, Brother Fan's body fell to the ground with a plop, lifeless.

The rock that clamped Brother Cai disappeared as a shadow. Brother Cai fell to the ground in a coma.

The Qingyan Monk looked at the two dead and injured people on the ground, and turned away without any expression.

The Qingyan Monk, who was gradually walking away, left a sentence: "The murderer is the Qingyan Monk of the Golden Buddha Temple."

Under the purple sun, a shadow jumped behind the Qingyan Monk, like a devil dancing.

……

In the Qinghuo Demon Realm.

There is an area full of dark red rocks, with wisps of hot air rising from the surface, and a strong smell of blood in the hot air.

Scorched earth hell. Weird and scary.

A young man in a blue gown stood at the edge of the red area, thinking.

None other than Liu Haiyu.

"Redstone Cliff! Such a powerful demonic area. If we go deep into this place, it will probably be much more difficult than the Glazed Fire Road. If I go in alone, the two nephews Fan and Cai behind me may not be able to keep up. I'd better wait for them here for some time."

At this moment, Liu Haiyu's figure was wrapped in a layer of transparent blue water, and the turbid air from the outside world could not infect his body at all.

At this moment, Liu Haiyu frowned and his face suddenly became ugly.

He pinched the fingertips of his right hand, turned around, looked at the direction he came from, and whispered: "It was nephew Fan who activated the sword talisman I gave him. Did they encounter a strong enemy? I should go back to help."

After the words fell, Liu Haiyu's figure disappeared in a ball of blue water.