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Chapter 1238 Escape

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    Among the rubble on the mountain peak, Xiao Chen condensed the green dragon armor and shot it out. He looked at the Dharma in the sky, thoughtfully.

    The power of the law of heaven in this palm is extremely powerful. In his heart, Xiao Chen compares it with a Dzogchen quasi-emperor he once came into contact with, but in terms of the power of the law of heaven, it is completely comparable.

    But in terms of refinement, it is far behind the strong man from the East China Sea Dragon Palace next to Leng Shaofan.

    " If the strong man from the East China Sea Dragon God Palace hits him with a true palm, he will have to waste half of his skills. If he hits him again, he will not be able to escape.

    The image of the Dharma in front of you is just superficial and adequate, but the accuracy is far from enough.

    Thinking about it, this should be the disadvantage of using the power of faith to practice. Otherwise, this kind of progress would be too unnatural.

    Zhuang Zhenghe's current cultivation level is ridiculously higher than his own, but his true combat power may not be much better than his.

    Stretching his shins, a banging sound came from within his body, and the lines engraved on the Qinglong armor shone brightly. Xiao Chen said lightly: "Zhuang Zhenghe, you are really naive to think that you can stop me like this.  a little."

    "In the ruins of Tianxu, I'll let you go. You won't have such good luck today."

    In front of the Faxiang, a sinister bald monk walked out. It was none other than the Blood Monk Zhuang Zhenghe. When he saw that Xiao Chen was not crippled by his palm, he couldn't hold himself back and walked out in his true form.

    Circles of bloody Buddha light bloomed behind him. Under this Buddha light, the mountain-like Dharma gradually became illusory.

    Only he himself is the most real, and all the power of Manjushri Bodhisattva's dharma is poured into his true body.

    Two years ago, Zhuang Zhenghe had the strength of a peak grandmaster. Now two years later, relying on the power of faith like a bandit, his cultivation has soared, and he has reached the level of quasi-emperor.

    Fighting on the mainland of Black Flame Island, coupled with the worship of millions of believers on the island, can raise the cultivation level to the state of quasi-emperor perfection.

    Xiao Chen stepped on the void, and eight thunder dragons appeared and disappeared around him.  She was not prepared to fight him head-on, so she still looked for an opportunity to leave the island.

    Fighting with such a person on Black Flame Island, the other party is simply cheating. Thousands of temples continuously provide him with the power of faith.  Even if the power of the Law of Heaven is not refined enough, there is no need to worry about consumption. The longer it takes, the more disadvantageous it will be to Xiao Chen.

    With his left hand holding the flower seal, Zhuang Zhenghe curled up an evil smile at the corner of his mouth. The bloody bodhisattva floating in the sky looked extremely weird.

    With the Dharma Seal on his right hand, a bodhi tree, symbolizing the wisdom and mystery of the universe, appeared behind Zhuang Zhenghe. His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly shouted: "Xiao Chen, you are covered with carnage and stained with blood. On top of the butcher's knife  , there are countless wronged souls, but you know that you have sinned deeply!"

    Circles of bloody Buddha light behind him continuously magnified and superimposed this sentence. The three thousand Buddha lights were superimposed more than three thousand times, making these sudden words hit Xiao Chen like a slap in the face.

    The space is buzzing, Bodhisattvas are everywhere, flowers are blooming at a thought, and the bloody Bodhisattva floating in the air is blooming with bloody flowers one by one.

    With the Buddha's voice filling his ears, Xiao Chen couldn't help but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his mind was clear and his eyes were clear. The Buddha's voice, which could transform demons, did not affect him at all. He was only injured by the sound wave, which was not serious.

    Without thinking, Xiao Chen slapped his palm and launched a fierce counterattack.

    A bright moon appeared behind me, as bright as fire. With one palm, I imitated the blood and wrote the heroic sentiments. My heart is undefeated, all in this palm.

    The bloody Bodhisattva floating in the air was all shattered under the power of this palm, and countless fragments were floating in the air, falling like a rain of blood.

    Zhuang Zhenghe sneered and said: "Want to fight head-on? That's exactly what I want. I'll let you know what the absolute gap in strength is, Fodong Mountains and Rivers!"

    Facing Xiao Chen¡¯s domineering palm, Zhuang Zhenghe stood up, jumped up, rushed over, and slapped the same palm.

    This palm falls and covers an area, with the potential to stir up mountains and rivers, move mountains and seas, and redefine the world.

    The power of the Peak Perfect Quasi-Emperor was fully exerted by him, with boundless terror, and the endless power of faith poured into his body, making the power of this palm increase.

    With their palms touching each other, the two of them had a powerful exchange of blows in the air, fighting head-on.

    Faced with such an obviously falsely high level of cultivation, Xiao Chen was not afraid at all rather than fighting head-on. What's more, he still had a physical advantage and he still had the Moon Shadow Sword that he hadn't drawn yet.

    Zhuang ZhengHe was also confident that on this Black Flame Island, his cultivation could briefly reach the state of quasi-emperor perfection, enough to suppress Xiao Chen to death.

    There was a loud bang, and Zhuang Zhenghe felt like he was slapped on an indestructible iron plate. His arms were sore and he lost consciousness. There were tiny cracks in the Dharma behind him.

    Xiao Chen spat out a stream of blood and let out a long laugh. As he expected, the cultivation level forcibly improved through this inhumane method was nothing more than an illusion.

    retreat!

    Zhuang Zhenghe had a bad premonition in his heart and hurriedly retreated. Xiao Chen's power of law was too pure. It was impossible to defeat him with one palm. He could only slowly grind the opponent to death.

    But how could Xiao Chen give the other party this chance? Between the lightning and flint, the Yueying Sword came out of its sheath. With a flash of light, like a green dragon coming out of the sea, it hit the middle of the crack in the Dharma Appearance.

    Click click click click!

    The Dharma's appearance collapsed in an instant and fell into pieces. This sword was so precise, ingenious, clever, accurate and fast that Zhuang Zhenghe, who was retreating wildly, could not guard against it at all.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Without the Dharma to provide him with a steady stream of faith power, he was like a balloon being punctured, plummeting thousands of miles.

    Soon he reached the level of Dacheng Quasi-Emperor. Xiao Chen did not pause in his movements. The moment the knife was thrust out, his left hand caught it with a palm.

    The broken flowers are like blood, full of sorrow, a thousand years of sorrow, only talk about the sorrow of separation but not the joy!

    With this palm shot, Zhuang Zhenghe, who was not protected by a large amount of faith, was hit with injuries all over his body and hit a mountain like a ball.

    Xiao Chen sheathed the sword, was unusually calm and did not pursue him, and beat the drowned dog as usual.

    There is no other reason. This island is too weird, and the dharma image has not been completely wiped out, but can be condensed again.

    With his toes in the void, Xiao Chen left quickly. As long as he fell to the surface of the water and could use the Poseidon Crown, he wouldn't have to worry about any threat, no matter how big it was.

    "You bastard, don't leave!"

    Suddenly, there was another loud shout, and a Buddha statue was several times larger than Zhuang Zhenghe's Dharma image.  In the vast Buddha light, half of his body was exposed, covering the entire island. Looking down, he stretched out a big hand and grabbed Xiao Chen.

    Xiao Chen¡¯s whole body hair stood on end, he spread his wings of freedom and flew forward quickly. Finally, when the big hand was about to catch him, he left the range of Black Flame Island.

    The weird feeling disappeared, and Xiao Chen fell onto the sea water. Looking back, he couldn't help being startled.  That is the statue of Amitabha Buddha. Half of its body is filled with supreme Buddha power.

    No wonder I felt something was wrong as soon as I stepped into Black Flame Island. The entire island was under the gaze of this Buddha statue.

    It is somewhat similar to the sect's formation, using the power of faith to form this Amitabha statue to protect Black Flame Island.

    Fortunately, this Buddha statue cannot leave Black Flame Island, and if it is activated once, it seems to cost a lot of money. Otherwise, whether Xiao Chen can come out is really a big problem.

    "We have to find a way to eradicate the forces on this island, otherwise Tianxing Island will be too dangerous."

    Xiao Chen thought to himself, turned around and flew towards Tianxing Island.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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