Chapter 711 Yun Fei Tian Peng

In an open space in the Green Fire Demon Realm.

A young scholar in white hair and white robe stood with his hands behind his back. He was Zhan Yunfei, who had just come out of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.

Opposite Zhan Yunfei, stood a man who blocked his way. The man was wearing apricot-colored Buddhist robes and was tall and strong, like a small mountain in front of him. He was the ghost slave "Qingyan Monk" under the control of the Thousand Faces Ghost.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei had no intention of retreating. The Xuanbing Gongfa in his body was running automatically, and a stream of icy air spread from his body.

The white robe was flying snow, the silver hair was floating frost, and the whole person exuded a jade tree temperament.

The Qingyan Monk opposite looked at Zhan Yunfei's cold aura and liked him more and more in his heart.

"Zhan Yunfei's Gongfu seems to have improved a lot. He is worthy of being the candidate chosen by my Thousand Faces Ghost. And his cold temperament is really too similar to my most lovely senior brother. I will definitely take this ghost slave." The Thousand Faces Ghost calculated in his heart.

"Zhan Yunfei, we meet again. Last time outside the Rutian Holy Altar, Xu Yang intervened and let you run away. This time, let's see who will help you? To be honest, I value your Ice Soul Body very much, so I'll let you be my ghost slave." Qingyan Monk's tone was calm, but every word was as sharp as a knife.

"Let's do it." Zhan Yunfei didn't say much, but his tone was as firm as ice.

"Look at your appearance, your hair has turned snow-white, and it must be that your Ice Soul Body has advanced to a higher level, but don't think that you can fight me like this. I want to see how amazing your Ice Soul Body is. Don't let me down."

As soon as the words fell, Qingyan Monk urged his magic power.

Rumble...

His body emitted a powerful sound of magic power running from the inside to the outside, as if thousands of mountains were rolling, and the Rock Buddha's power was instantly raised to almost the limit.

Qingyan Monk's bones grew, his muscles expanded, and his body instantly became bigger. The powerful rock attribute soul power turned into circles of dark brown ripples that spread out from under his feet, forming a powerful rock soul domain.

Without stopping for a moment, Qingyan monk suddenly squatted down and pressed his hands on the ground in front of him.

"Rock escape rock array!"

The ground under Qingyan monk's feet seemed to be connected with his body. Rock and soil spiritual power was constantly drawn from the ground and injected into his soul domain like a river.

Rumble rumble..., driven by the huge rock and soil spiritual power, huge rocks of several feet in size drilled out from the ground like giant spears.

Mountains rise from the flat ground!

Qingyan monk suddenly cast a spell and trapped Zhan Yunfei in the rock array.

Zhan Yunfei at the moment is no longer the Zhan Yunfei who fought with the Thousand Faces Ghost last time. In the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, he watched his beloved Hong Haitang lose her body to help him. In the end, Hong Haitang only left a remnant soul attached to the special barbarian ghost talisman. But it accidentally completely activated Zhan Yunfei's Bingpo state of mind. Both his state of mind and body are already perfect Bingpo existences, and his Xuanbing body has reached a new level.

If the previous Zhan Yunfei was a genius among geniuses, the current Zhan Yunfei is a peerless talent.

Seeing the "Qingyan Monk" perform a huge earth escape technique, Zhan Yunfei immediately realized the strength of his opponent. He pinched the wheel-like spell with both hands, and it seemed that there was flowing snow swirling on his ten fingertips. Circles of snow-white spiritual light ripples spread out in all directions with his feet as the center, which was his unique Xuanbing domain.

Without stopping for a moment, the spell in Zhan Yunfei's hand changed, and as he spread his arms, a five-clawed ice dragon appeared out of thin air.

"Ice escape Xuanbing formation!"

Wherever the ice dragon passed, blizzards rolled and flying frost condensed into ice.

Under the influence of the powerful Xuanbing force, all the grass, trees and rocks on the surface of the earth were covered with ice.

Between heaven and earth, there was a crystal clearness, like a sculpture of God.

Zhan Yunfei's consciousness moved, and a single finger flicked, and a light sound of "pop" sounded, like the sigh of God on the top of a still snowy mountain.

"Boom boom boom."

The rock array that originally surrounded Zhan Yunfei collapsed one after another, scattering ice crystals all over the sky.

When Qingyan Monk saw that his rock spell was instantly broken by Zhan Yunfei, he was not angry, but coveted Zhan Yunfei's body even more, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What a powerful Xuanbing domain, which is even stronger than the rock domain. Qingyan Monk's most powerful trick is nothing more than the spiritual rock Buddha Vajra, but the rock Buddha Vajra requires a lot of spiritual stones to activate. And I don't have that many spiritual stones on me. If I want to defeat Zhan Yunfei now, it seems that I have to give up the ghost slave body of Qingyan Monk."

With a decision in his heart, "Qingyan Monk" pinched out a Buddhist seal with both hands. In the seal, a clear image of a gilded Buddha lamp appeared.

At the same time, in the purple mansion space in the body of "Qingyan Monk", a gilded Buddha lamp of the same appearance was lit, and in the bright light, the image of Qingyan Monk sitting cross-legged was reflected. But at this moment, his eyes were filled with tears and his face was full of sadness. The reason was that this secret technique consumed the life essence of Qingyan Monk.

Although Qingyan Monk was cursed by the Thousand-Faced Ghost and became a ghost slave, his body was still alive. It was just that his human soul among the three souls of heaven, earth and man was firmly imprisoned by the Seven Evil Ghost Banners of the Thousand-Faced Ghost, and his actions were completely controlled by the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

"Supreme Buddha Dharma, the spirit of rock and soil, the Buddha body Kunzang..." Qingyan Monk silently recited the secret method of Yanfo Gong, and his feet took root. His meridians instantly connected with the ground under his feet.

"Rumble."

Under the ground, it seemed as if there was a rolling earth dragon, and the rock and soil surged like a fountain.

Suddenly, the essence of the rock and soil within a radius of more than 100 miles gathered into a brown rock dragon of a hundred feet in size, drilling out of the ground.

The rock dragon was a phantom of rock and earth spiritual power, but it looked like a real dragon, with its whiskers curled up and its claws clenched. The rock dragon raised its head and roared, soaring into the sky.

After circling over the head of Qingyan Monk, the rock dragon turned into a brown spiritual light and rushed into the top of Qingyan Monk's head.

"Rock escape, rock Buddha transformation!"

The next moment, Qingyan Monk's body swelled up rapidly, and his clothes were torn to pieces. Soon, he turned into a 100-foot rock Buddha that stood tall.

The 100-foot rock Buddha looked down from above and shouted, "Zhan Yunfei, you can't escape!"

After the words fell, the 100-foot rock Buddha slapped down with a pair of big hands.

It covered the sky and the sun, as if the mountain was hanging upside down, and the oppressive void squeaked, and brown electric snakes ran around.

Seeing this, Zhan Yunfei quickly calculated in his mind: "It is a secret technique that directly turns the body into a rock spirit. The powerful aura seems to exceed the limit of Daoming Realm."

With a judgment, Zhan Yunfei changed the magic formula in his hand, and a snowflake-shaped ice crystal seal appeared. The next moment, his body actually began to turn into an ice spirit, and his body surface was covered with a layer of transparent ice crystals, like an ice crystal sculpture.

There was a sound of crackling on his back, and a pair of huge ice and snow wings grew out of thin air.

The ice and snow wings spread out, leaving only a streak of flying snow on the spot.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the giant hand of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha fell on the place where Zhan Yunfei originally stood. For a moment, the earth collapsed a hundred feet, and the rocks and soil collapsed thousands of feet.

In the sky, a streak of flying snow spun, revealing Zhan Yunfei's body.

"I'm here." Zhan Yunfei said loudly.

The Hundred-foot Rock Buddha looked up, his eyes flashed with blood, and he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh."

The power of the rock spirit quickly condensed in the mouth of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha, and in a blink of an eye, a bunch of rock guns appeared, and then shot out from its mouth, aiming at Zhan Yunfei in the sky.

"As expected, this Hundred-foot Rock Buddha is not only strong and agile, but also good at various rock escape techniques. Its only weakness may be its huge size, which makes it a conspicuous target."

Zhan Yunfei spread his ice wings behind him, and the flying snow left a mark in the void. The next moment, his body appeared in the void behind the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha.

Zhan Yunfei turned his wrist, and the flying snow condensed in his palm, and in a blink of an eye, an ice-blue Confucian sword appeared, which was his Ice Soul Sword.

Without stopping for a moment, the Ice Soul Sword in Zhan Yunfei's hand slashed down.

The sword fell, the sword tip was covered with blizzards, and the sword blades were thousands of blades.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the power of the sword fell on the back of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha.

But what surprised Zhan Yunfei was that his sword only left a huge deep sword mark on the back of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha, and did not directly defeat the Rock Buddha's body.

The sword wound on the back of the Hundred-foot Rock Buddha was rolling with icy air, and the remaining power of the sword was still destroying his rock body.

The Hundred-foot Rock Buddha didn't mind, he roared to the sky.

The rock and soil spiritual power in the ground under his feet was continuously absorbed into his body, and the rock and soil behind him rolled, and the wound was smoothed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As long as the earth is there, no one can defeat me." The Hundred-foot Rock Buddha suddenly turned around and swung his palm over in an instant.

Seeing this, Zhan Yunfei hurriedly used the Ice Wing Technique again, but it was still a little slow. The powerful palm wind force threw his body out.

With a bang, Zhan Yunfei's body was thrown to the ground like a cannonball.

A deep pit appeared where he landed. In the middle of the deep pit, Zhan Yunfei jumped up, spread his ice wings behind him, and shook off the rock and soil on his body.

"Fortunately, I turned my body into black ice, otherwise my bones would be broken. But with my current cultivation, the black ice body can only be maintained for a short time. If I want to defeat this guy, I have to use the "Qi Mu" bow."

"I'm here." Zhan Yunfei spread his ice wings and his body hovered in the air again.

At this moment, he no longer had the Bingpo Sword in his hand, but had a divine bow.

This bow was ivory white, and it was unknown what material it was made of. There was colorful spiritual mist on the surface. On the handle of the bow, the two words "Qi Mu" were clearly engraved.

Baizhang Rock Buddha saw that Zhan Yunfei was slapped by him, but he was still fine, and said sincerely: "Zhan Yunfei, you didn't let me down."

After speaking, Baizhang Rock Buddha turned his palm into a fist and punched out with both fists.

"Rock Buddha Explosion Fist!"

The fist shadows rolled like wheels, and the fist wind and mountain shadows were heavy. The fist fell, and Xuanhuang reversed.

Zhan Yunfei held the Qimu bow, and quickly calculated in his mind: "With my current Xuanbing body fully open, it will take at least ten breaths to activate the Qimu bow. After dodging his attack, it will be the moment for me to counterattack."

But seeing the ice wings behind Zhan Yunfei flapping, holding the Qimu bow with both hands, the Haoran Tianmai in his body circulated rapidly, and a series of colorful Haoran forces were poured into the Qimu bow.

The attack of the Baizhang Rock Buddha was fast and fast, like a rock falling from the sky.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei was like a fearless Bingpeng divine bird that never let go of the sky despite the meteor shower falling to the ground.

A small part of his ice wings was smashed off, his calf was scratched, and his sleeves were torn... But his hand holding the Qimu bow never loosened a bit.

"Ten, nine, eight..." Zhan Yunfei counted down the time for the Qimu bow to be activated in his mind. The Qimu bow in his hand was pulled round like a moon, and the arrow pointed directly at the eyebrows of the Baizhang Rock Buddha opposite.