Walking the Heavens, Becoming a God in Troubled Times

Outside of Fuzhou City, in a dense forest...

At this time, it appears bumpy and there is a strong pressure all around, spreading in all directions!

And above this forest, there were two huge statues fighting each other...

"Humph, even if you sacrifice your life to attack, what can it do? Buddhism is Buddhism, and you really respect your Buddha as a god!

Wang Taiyi looked at the corpse of Master Puhui opposite him, which had become as dry as a skeleton. His face, which originally looked as handsome as jade, now looked like a piece of dead wood. His skin was as wrinkled and ugly as the bark of a dead tree.

His aura disappeared, and he fell straight to the ground. However, the Buddha statue that he had condensed with all his strength did not dissipate!

On the contrary, with the complete death of the ancestor of the Puhui Group, he went straight to kill Wang Taiyi, and the thunder image behind Wang Taiyi was not a vegetarian either. Under Wang Taiyi's full power, the Tai Chi mace in the hand of the thunder image was like a storm cone, hitting the thousand hands of the Buddha image...

Not far away, the grandmasters of both sides who were fighting were focusing their attention here. After all, the two sides were fighting to the death, and the main battlefield still depended on Wang Taiyi and Master Puhui.

If Wang Taiyi wins, then needless to say, all the great masters of these sects will surely die here...

“But, on the contrary, if Pu Hui wins, then the Ninth Prince and his men will not have a good ending. Even if Pu Hui doesn’t dare to attack the Ninth Prince, the ten great masters he brought with him are enough to cause the imperial court to suffer heavy casualties.

“But watching them, it feels like things are getting more and more out of control.

At the beginning, Pu Hui and Wang Taiyi were evenly matched, but suddenly the two began to fight desperately. Looking at Pu Hui's body smashing to the ground, the Shaolin Temple Grandmaster of the Wulin Sect seemed to be crazy, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Pu Hui's body...

But his opponents won't let him go.

Just fly over there like this, what if this grandmaster makes a sneak attack?

Although now it seems that Wang Taiyi is fighting with the Dharma image condensed by Patriarch Puhui before his death, if someone suddenly intervenes and breaks the balance, then the great masters waiting for the Ninth Prince and the others will be in disaster!

"Haha, you dare to give up halfway in a fight with me? You don't take me seriously! Stay here, right?

After the Grandmaster finished speaking, he swung the blood-red sword in his hand, and it rushed towards the Grandmaster of Shaolin Temple like a river of blood...

When the blood river submerged the Shaolin Temple Grandmaster, a strong golden light burst out from it, "Angry Vajra...

The Shaolin Temple's grandmaster roared angrily, and then the Shaolin grandmaster, who had originally only been able to condense a faintly transparent Dharma image, seemed to have broken through some limit at this moment.

All the strength in his body surged towards the Dharma image behind him, and with the influx of strength, the Vajra Dharma image behind the grandmaster became more and more solid.

But at this critical moment, before the grandmaster on the Ninth Prince's side could take action, Wang Taiyi on the other side directly used a bolt of lightning to smash the Vajra statue that was still in the process of condensing into pieces.

The Shaolin Grandmaster was also chopped into a ball of charcoal and fell to the ground.

This move scared the group of great masters of the sects. They didn't expect that Wang Taiyi, who was fighting with Master Puhui, actually had the energy to attack them...

"Run!" This was what they were thinking at this moment. There were two Shaolin Temple Grandmasters here, and they couldn't help but feel terrified at this moment, and they all fled in all directions!

"Haha, did you ask us before you wanted to escape? Since you're here, why don't you leave?

"When the Ninth Prince saw this scene, he shouted angrily and chased after a Grand Master, slashing down at the Grand Master with the long sword in his hand.

The sword energy of dozens of meters was flashing with a cold light in the night sky. For a moment, the two great masters who were originally fighting were one fleeing and the other chasing. The whole battlefield became a little chaotic...

But Wang Taiyi couldn't care about them. After all, he was still dealing with the dying blow of Master Puhui!

Following the fight just now, the Dharma image was now gradually dissipating.

Just when Wang Taiyi thought that the matter would just pass, the Buddha statue, which had been a little dazed, suddenly seemed to have a bright look in its eyes and looked at Wang Taiyi silently.

Then, the golden body of the Dharmadhatu, which had been gradually spreading due to the lack of power source, instantly condensed to a point, directly concentrating all the power of the body under one palm, and pushed directly towards Wang Taiyi...

Seeing this scene, Wang Taiyi was also shocked. He didn't expect that he could almost block the last attack of Master Puhui. He didn't expect that this Dharma image could actually have consciousness, which made him a little flustered for a while.

But he hadn’t spent more than ten years in the border town for nothing…

"Humph, no matter what kind of monster you are, you will die here today.

"As he spoke, Wang Taiyi shouted loudly, and the lightning power in his body, which had been running to its limit, suddenly became like a bomb and exploded instantly under Wang Taiyi's control.

...used to gain even more powerful strength, the fierce lightning directly turned into a deep purple color. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the somewhat intelligent Buddha's image, but even if he wanted to use any more means, he could not do anything, after all, this was just a image that was about to collapse.

"Ah!

With a loud shout, Wang Taiyi directly smashed the lightning Tai Chi mace in his hand towards the palm of the Buddha's Dharma image...

"Boom, boom, boom, at the moment of their collision, bursts of muffled thunder rang out in the surrounding void, and the land below them was like a dragon turning over, with cracks all over the ground.

Even the people in the distant city of Fuzhou felt the ground shaking. Some people even felt unsafe hiding in their houses and hurriedly ran out!

The originally quiet city of Fuzhou suddenly became lively as if a switch had been pressed...

At this time, the place where the two Dharma images were fighting...

At this time, this place has become a barren land of several miles in radius. The flowers, plants and trees have disappeared, and what remains is a huge pit several dozen meters deep!

"Cough cough...

He really is worthy of being the abbot of the previous generation of Buddhism. His strength should not be underestimated. He actually beat me seriously.

However, feeling the lightning that was still condensing in the reggae in his body, Wang Taiyi put down some of his worries. After all, although the power of reggae could not heal wounds, don't forget that Wang Taiyi had also practiced the Five Thunder Sutra.

That was a magical skill passed down by the ancestors. With the help of Lei Gui, Wang Taiyi could directly transform Lei Gui's power into wooden thunder to heal himself...

Blue lightning continued to jump and condense on Wang Taiyi's body. When the Ninth Prince and others arrived here, Wang Taiyi had already recovered as before...

Of course, he deliberately did not repair it on the surface. After all, if he fought with the previous abbot of Shaolin Temple without suffering any injuries, it might attract the attention of someone with ulterior motives.

Although he is an invincible grandmaster, there are still celestial beings above him!

There is still a broken void above the heavens. Although we haven't heard any legends about these old monsters now, who knows where they are living and observing silently?

"Captain Wang, are you okay?

The Ninth Prince asked with some concern. After all, Wang Taiyi was really too miserable at this moment!

His body was covered in blood and his clothes were broken into strips.

... "Ahem, my Lord, it's okay...

I can still hold on, have those people run away?

"Haha, no one escaped," the Ninth Prince said, motioning to the people behind him.

They just threw their heads out one by one. Of the ten grandmasters brought by the Ninth Prince, only six were left, and three of them were seriously injured and needed timely treatment...