I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

Chapter 44 Golden Lotus Black Sword, Repeatedly Jumping

"Who exactly is it?"

Mo Qianyan suppressed her surging blood and qi, held the sword horizontally in front of her, and stared intently at the air in mid-air.

"This item is a rare and precious treasure, but it carries too much bloodshed. The young monk needs to take it back to the Vajra Temple and use Buddhist teachings to help it pass on."

In mid-air, a nine-grade golden lotus slowly descended.

Above the golden lotus, a monk with a handsome yet otherworldly face wore a moon-white kasaya.

His skin shimmered with a radiant glow, and there seemed to be a halo of light swirling around the back of his head.

He held a string of crystal-clear Bodhi prayer beads in his hand, looking down at Gu Yun from a high place.

He ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List.

The Buddhist disciple of Vajra Temple, his name is Juekong.

This person not only studied Buddhism but also practiced physical cultivation, developing the so-called Great Mighty Dragon Vajra Body, which is said to be impervious to all magic.

Another person came to snatch the food.

Gu Yun pulled the black sword out of the soil, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and said.

"Bald monk, you're just robbing people, yet you manage to make it sound so convincing. You're quite the character!"

"Benefactor, you possess the aura of the Witch Clan. Although I have cultivated the Vajra Body, I am not foolish."

Juekong gently fiddled with the prayer beads, his tone calm yet laced with murderous intent.

"You're a pure body cultivator, without magical power, and unable to fly. So why should I fight you at close range?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha! All Buddhas of Prajna!"

Roar!

Amidst the deafening roar, the Vajra Buddha power and spiritual energy within Juekong's body merged, transforming into six golden celestial dragons.

Each celestial dragon was tens of feet long and burned with blue karmic fire.

The six golden dragons possessed the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

They completely sealed off the area where Gu Yun was hiding from all sides, and then launched indiscriminate long-range bombing.

"Damn it! You're cheating, aren't you!"

Gu Yun's expression changed drastically.

This is what he fears most.

He had no way of flying on a sword.

The enemy has made up their mind to use the sky as a bombardment platform, so he has become a sitting duck.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!!

The ground of Falling Star Valley was immediately blasted into a terrible crater, with rocks flying in all directions.

Mo Qianyan was about to rush forward on her sword when she was blocked by a string of Buddhist beads and a golden barrier that Juekong had casually thrown down.

Juekong sat high in the sky, speaking.

"Amitabha, Fairy Mo, please don't be anxious. After this humble monk has converted this demon, I will come to compete with the Supreme Lord of Forgetfulness."

Then, without rushing, he continued to form the hand seals.

The smoke and dust cleared.

At the bottom of the deep pit, Gu Yun was kneeling.

He held the broad black sword tightly with both hands and used it as a shield.

But his appearance at this moment was extremely tragic!

That's the second-ranked being on the Hidden Dragon List who cultivates both body and magic!

The magic within Juekong's golden dragon is extremely powerful.

Gu Yun's dark bronze skin was now cracked from the burning Buddhist fire.

The muscles in both arms were torn in many places by the shock, and the white bone fragments were exposed through the skin.

Fresh blood dripped down the black sword, drop by drop.

Cough cough... Pfft!

Gu Yun suddenly coughed violently, coughing up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His body swayed, and he could barely stand.

"You're still alive, benefactor?"

Juekong, who was in mid-air, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he did not stop what he was doing.

Arhat's Heaven-Turning Hand Seal!

A golden Buddha's hand appeared.

This Buddha's hand is like a mountain made of gold.

It fell from the sky with terrifying power.

Gu Yun's eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast driven to the brink of despair.

If we continue to passively take hits like this, we will be gradually worn down and killed.

We must close the distance quickly.

When the golden Buddha's hand descended, Gu Yun ceased his defense.

He suddenly straightened himself up, his black sword shooting skyward.

"You think you can fly high? I'll build my own road!"

Gu Yun's internal energy was burning wildly, even beginning to deplete his own life force.

He gathered all his most ferocious and brute force. Then he stomped his foot hard on the ground!

"Use this momentum! Rise!"

Boom!

Gu Yun threw a punch, and the originally solid rock beneath his feet shattered instantly.

Using the recoil, he soared into the sky, rising from the ground in the direction of the falling golden Buddha hand.

"You actually think about comparing the physical body with that of a Buddha?"

Juekong let out a cold snort, then abruptly pressed down the hand seal.

boom!

Gu Yun's giant sword and the golden Buddha's hand collided violently in mid-air.

Click, click, click!

A hole was pierced in the giant palm, and Gu Yun ascended into the air through the palm.

Gu Yun's eyes were fixed on the lofty and unapproachable Jue Kong.

This is the distance he's been waiting for!

The seven beads of the Purple Mansion spun wildly, and a divine thorn gradually took shape, swiftly piercing into Juekong's sea of ​​consciousness.

"What?"

Juekong's heart was originally as calm as an ancient well.

In an instant, images of naked demonesses tangling and writhing flashed through my mind.

He had long practiced meditation, and his six senses were in a state of purity.

This extreme mental pollution caused by the seven emotions and six desires is like a deadly poison.

puff!

Juekong lost control of his Buddha mind, and the enormous golden Buddha hand automatically disintegrated.

"Now!"

Gu Yun felt an extremely intense pain on half of his body. While suspended in mid-air, he suddenly pulled out the black sword behind him.

The second strike of the Nine Slashes of Prison Suppression: Severing the Sea!

A violent blade of energy, shaped like a crescent moon, has appeared.

The energy blade instantly traversed a distance of tens of feet before slashing down on Juekong, who was on the verge of going berserk!

"Guardian Vajra!"

At a critical moment of life and death, Juekong demonstrated his extraordinary strength, ranking second on the Hidden Dragon List.

He bit his tongue hard, breaking free from the illusion. At that moment, his body suddenly burst forth with an extremely dazzling dark golden light, and he crossed his arms to protect his chest.

when!

A loud clang of metal colliding.

As Gu Yun was about to land, he suddenly spun around, and the black sword flew out.

Just as Juekong's physical body blocked one attack, another came. He hurriedly tried to defend, but it was too late, and a crisp sound rang out.

The violent energy surged into his body, and Juekong suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

Like a meteorite, it fell from the Nine-Rank Golden Lotus and crashed heavily into the cliff face of Falling Star Valley.

But Gu Yun had also reached his limit. He had lost all his strength, and his body fell downwards under the influence of gravity.

Mo Qianyan reached out and caught it.

Gu Yun was covered in blood, and many of his bones were broken.

Everyone was terrified.

"...This guy is absolutely insane..."

The cliff face is crumbling.

Juekong slowly emerged from the pile of rocks, his face deathly pale.

His once pristine, moon-white robe was now tattered and in a terrible state.

His arms hung limply, devoid of strength.

There was a trace of gold blood at the corner of his mouth.

The indifferent look that had previously filled his eyes had now transformed into deep apprehension.

He was afraid.

This child cannot be judged by ordinary standards!

Could he be a member of the witch clan?

If that sword had pierced in half an inch deeper, his indestructible body would have been completely destroyed.

"I will remember your kindness today."

Mo Qianyan didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"Leave the black sword behind, and we won't see you off."

Juekong nodded and left the sword where it was.

He took out a Void-Breaking Talisman.

"Amitabha."

A golden light flashed by, and Juekong disappeared from the spot.

That person, ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List, is an unparalleled genius who cultivates both physical and magical abilities.

Gu Yun actually forced that peerless genius who cultivated both physical and magical arts to retreat.

"They walked... pretty fast..."

When Gu Yun saw Jue Kong disappear, his nerves, which had been under extreme tension, gradually relaxed.

He opened his mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

I lost; I've truly lost.

There was no way to sustain it any longer.

"Gu Yun!"

Mo Qianyan held Gu Yun in her arms. There was hardly a patch of intact skin on Gu Yun's body, and his white bones were exposed.

Mo Qianyan cultivated a mind of detachment from emotions, yet at this moment, her heart ached.

Another oppressive force descended, its intensity several times greater than that of Juekong.

This oppressive force was like the entire sky collapsing downwards, crashing heavily into Falling Star Valley.

The water in the icy pool instantly stopped flowing under the pressure.

despair.

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