Origin Paradise!

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The three layers of defense overlapped each other, and any one of them alone would be enough to make an ordinary grandmaster despair, but now they were almost all shattered at the same time.

Bang!

Dragon City flew backward like a cannonball.

The wound on his chest was already rotting and his meridians were withered. What was even more deadly was the strange and terrifying poison that almost took his mind away in just a short moment. Compared to that, the sects in the martial arts world that played with poison techniques seemed to have become a joke.

At the same time, Jiang He also kept moving backward, his legs plunging the ground and cutting two clear cracks in the earth. The surface of the Sword Scale Snail Dragon Armor shattered inch by inch, and his internal organs turned into mincemeat. A burning pain surfaced in his mind. This was a mental attack.

After one round, both sides understood that the other was a formidable opponent with whom they had to fight to the death.

"In the past twenty years, no one has ever made me stagger back a hundred feet with a single blow."

Long Cheng's bones crackled as he activated the secret technique "Heavenly Leap" from the Heaven and Earth Manual. Radiant Heavenly Fire blazed from his heart, and the penetrating wound in his chest healed in the blink of an eye. However, he was surprised to find that the deadly poison was as difficult to eliminate as a maggot clinging to his bone. It was a rootless source, yet it had consumed a full one-twentieth of his true essence.

Jiang He brandished his spear, his injuries healed. He took a step forward, his figure instantly disappearing from the spot. The passive skill "Comprehension" he had just acquired was still active, and the techniques that were previously difficult to master were now executed smoothly, with the "Zhenbu" technique being activated repeatedly.

A long spear came flying.

Even the mighty Dragon City, which had swept across the land, felt a slight apprehension at the power of the enemy's spear.

But in a battle between warriors, the fearful are the first to collapse.

The brilliant heavenly fire flowed from his heart throughout his body, transforming Dragon City into a human-shaped torch, with sparks swirling around him for dozens of meters.

As a unique secret technique of Tantric Buddhism, Heavenly Fire can greatly enhance physical strength and provide continuous healing, while the scattered sparks have a burning power that can continuously weaken enemies.

Longcheng moved forward with the same wondrous, ever-improving pace, while Lengyan's journey further boosted his speed. His golden armor, fused with heavenly fire, displayed a dazzling golden-red hue, and his defensive capabilities continued to climb.

The two streaks of light rapidly approached each other, neither willing to give way.

clang! !

The deafening roar of the thunderclap, almost like the collision of rock and iron, echoed throughout the battlefield.

In the instant their eyes met, Long Cheng saw the other's cold and resolute gaze. Instinct told him that this was the most suitable opponent for him to fight to the death.

In the blink of an eye, life and death were discarded like trash, and an indescribable joy arose, transforming the chilling killing intent into the purest, most fanatical fighting spirit.

He forcefully stopped his body from flying out, letting his legs rot and his bones shatter, standing firmly in place without retreating a single step.

"Come on, I don't care who you were before, as long as you kill me, you will be the number one in the world!"

Longcheng shouted wildly and excitedly.

He had never felt so keenly that the realm of Grandmaster was beckoning him.

"as you wish."

Jiang He activated his active skill, "Withering and Flourishing Taoist Temple," carrying a Taoist temple that seemed to be a tangible object, and fiercely clashed with the human-shaped torch.

The withered light and sparks mingled and eroded each other, and the light and shadow flowed between the two, their movements so fast that they were imperceptible to the naked eye.

state!

The Heartless Death Curse was activated, weakening the target's defense. Jiang He smashed the enemy's arm with a single shot, but his own heart was also blown out.

But then a pair of slender arms extended from behind Longcheng, possessing the ghost and forming a mudra in place of the host, and the overwhelming power of the Shurangama pressed down.

For a brief moment, unable to move, Long Cheng threw a punch, unleashing four enhancements: white light, heavenly fire, transforming energy, and blazing wisdom. His fist shattered the jagged armor, smashed the enemy's entire shoulder, and the force remained undiminished, aiming straight for the opponent's head.

In a critical moment, Jiang He activated the Hunting Engine, increasing his speed and reaction by 30%, and then unleashed the Binding skill of the Everlasting Hatred Spear, immobilizing the enemy for one second.

The stiffness disappeared quickly.

When Jiang He wielded his spear, a dragon danced wildly alongside him.

The situation turned around, and Longcheng could only watch helplessly as the attack came and the gun smashed into his head.

At that very moment, the possessing ghost formed a mudra with both hands, and the Shurangama Dharma Cloud Ground and the Good Wisdom Ground were activated together.

The former enhances the power of secret techniques, while the latter cleanses abnormal states.

Pure white light flowed, and with the Grandmaster's will, Long Cheng broke free of his restraints, narrowly escaping the attack.

call!

Suddenly, a small white snake opened its mouth on Jiang He's neck and spewed out a thick mist of poison. With the blessing of perfect-grade blood poison, the effect of the poison was qualitatively transformed.

Longcheng was shrouded in poisonous fog. Unlike the last time when it was quickly worn away, this time the dosage was too large, and he immediately experienced severe dizziness.

Jiang He thrust his spear forward again, aiming straight for the enemy's head.

The situation is changing rapidly.

The possessing ghost formed a hand seal, and the Shurangama Sutra was activated.

Long Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared a hundred meters away.

boom!

Jiang He relentlessly pursued the attack, then pulled out the Crimson Baptism and fired a shot.

Dragon City and Ghost simultaneously formed hand seals, their four hands moving in unison.

The former held the Five Dou Dao Palace's Sword Finger in his hand.

A ten-meter-tall Blood Fiend Soldier appeared in front of him, directly blocking the incoming bullets, and then charged forward with the force of a mountain.

The latter released the Shurangama Dharma Cloud Ground and the Good Wisdom Ground again, which, together with the heavenly fire, suppressed the unparalleled poison.

Jiang He looked at the ten-meter-tall soldier and frowned slightly.

This Daoist weapon wasn't at the level of a Grandmaster, but it far surpassed that of an ordinary Grandmaster.

And this represents one thing.

"Cultivating both Taoism and martial arts."

The enemy was not only a peak martial artist, but also a superior Qi cultivator stronger than the previous deputy sect leader, supported by 40,000 elite cavalry. He easily manifested an aid that was enough to change the course of the battle.

Behind the ten-meter-tall Daoist soldier, Longcheng and Guimei continuously formed hand seals, releasing the Lengyan Shanhui to purify the deadly poison at any cost. Once this terrifying poison took effect, even a god could not save them.

"If left unchecked, even a Grandmaster would probably die."

“He’s very strong,” Ghost said.

Longcheng nodded, reached out and removed the pendant from his neck, which transformed into the hiking stick he had been leaning on. The outer layer of the Buddhist staff peeled off, revealing a dazzling golden light. This was a grandmaster-level artifact, from his master, a Tantric Zen master.

"If I win, I'll be able to break through to the Grandmaster level immediately."

Long Cheng laughed and said, "If we lose, we'll just go back to dust and die."

The ghost smiled faintly: "I will simply follow you to the death."

Chapter 164 Three Bodies

Battlefield at Guancheng.

Both the Kuru Rong Taoist Temple and the Brilliant Heavenly Fire have disappeared, and both sides have reached a point where they must cherish their true essence energy.

A giant Taoist soldier, ten meters tall, approached, his hands clasped together in fists and hanging down, accompanied by howling winds.

Jiang He stepped back, raised the Long-Hate Spear, and swept it across the enemy's wrist. The true damage and intermediate tearing effects took effect, cutting through the Dao Soldier's solid defense, and his hands broke off and turned into ashes.

Just then, Long Cheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of them from a hundred meters away.

The Shurangama Manifestation is ranked among the top in the Tantric Buddhist arts of One World, Two Realms, Three Bodies, and Ten Grounds. It belongs to the same spatial movement ability as the Shrinking Earth Technique of the Five Dipper Palace, and requires an extremely large amount of true essence to activate.

In an instant, Long Cheng closed in and swung his golden Zen master's staff.

Jiang He activated the hunting engine again, increasing his speed and reaction by 30%. He immediately changed the direction of his spear and used both hands to block the oncoming heavy blow.

At the same time, the ghost formed different mudras with each hand.

A difficult position to conquer, launching a gravity attack from above the enemy's head.

Without moving, he immobilizes the enemy with a Zen-like restraint lasting half a second.

White light descended from the sky, landing on every corner of the Sword Scale Snail Dragon Armor. Immovable earth esoteric mantras, using words as chains, rose from the ground and wrapped around the target's limbs and torso.

Ghostly is like a perfect fusion with Dragon City, the two working together seamlessly, one as the main force and the other as the auxiliary force, each attack containing two sets of attacks.

clang!

The spear and the golden staff collided, producing a resounding clang.

In an instant, Jiang He's remaining energy dropped by about 300. This golden staff had the effect of temporarily reducing the target's mana and also added the debuff of slowing down the energy recovery speed.

The second blow came.

Long Cheng casually used a set of the Nine Provinces Jianghu's Heavenly Radiance Three Yang Staff Technique, and the staff released a dazzling radiance.

The enemy's jagged armor was fully illuminated, followed by the exposure of shadows that symbolized weak points. The previous battle had damaged the armor, and it was only hastily repaired, so naturally there were flaws.

He swung the staff.

Two pairs of wings suddenly stretched out from Jiang He's back, one dreamlike like a butterfly, the other crimson like blood.

Butterfly Wings' immunity to spatial confinement abilities allowed him to regain his mobility. He swung his Blood Wings forward and pulled himself back, unleashing 3,600 iron feathers that contained a strange and terrifying blood poison.

shhhhhh!

Long Cheng's expression changed slightly. If he had ingested this dose of poison, he would have died instantly. The opponent's skills were no less than those of a grandmaster who specialized in poison arts.

"I'll handle this." The ghost quickly transmitted her voice. One of her sixteen ultimate skills, Joyful Ground, allows her to exchange injuries for injuries. As a ghost without a physical form, she has more energy left to deal with the deadly poison.

"It's not that time yet."

In a fleeting instant, Longcheng plunged his golden staff into the ground, the light illuminating his body, and his golden armor unfolded, transforming back into the square Garbhadhatu Mandala.

As his center of gravity lowered, he gripped the Vajradhatu Mandala with both hands and pulled sharply, causing it to pile up towards the center like a torn piece of cloth.

The poisonous iron feathers that attacked were like flying insects stuck to a spider web, all gathering between Long Cheng's hands and finally kneading into a golden sphere.

Longcheng pushed the golden ball forward with all his might.

The ghostly figure formed a mudra, and the Shurangama Sutra appeared before them.

A hundred meters passed in an instant.

The golden ball struck Jiang He's chest like a water cannon.

This time, it wasn't Long Cheng himself who was teleporting, but rather his technique.

The Garbhadhatu Vajra Mandala exploded, splattering golden viscous fluid. If the two fusion techniques were previously used for defense, with the Vajra Mandala as the primary element, now the Garbhadhatu Mandala has taken the lead.

The fetus contains the five aggregates.

This slime seemed to carry a tremendous weight, almost completely destroying Jiang He's five basic senses: hearing, smell, and sight. Then, in return, the iron feathers encased in the golden sphere pierced through him, leaving bloody holes in his body, as if he had been bombarded by a barrage of bullets.

Longcheng has mastered all sixteen secret techniques of Tantric Buddhism, using them with ease and mastery.

They teleported there again.

Long Cheng unleashed his full power, swinging his staff twice, both blows landing squarely. He then used the opening he had just discovered to shatter the enemy's armor, smashing both of the enemy's shoulders and weakening their true energy twice.

But he was not satisfied with the result.

The enemy has remarkably tough skin and excellent resistance to blows.

But in the next instant, Long Cheng's pupils contracted slightly.

boom!

Jiang He, who should have lost all sense of the outside world, fired another shot.

As fierce and cold as ever.

At this moment, the silver-white spear was crystal clear in Long Cheng's eyes, with its lifelike dragon pattern and interwoven dark red lines all clearly visible.

After this teleportation, the two sides were too close.

Jiang He used the eyes of a wild beast to gain the enemy's vision, thereby indirectly circumventing the loss of his own five senses.

The true damage, armor shattering, soul damage, and tearing effects were all unleashed. The spearhead seemed to pierce through the enemy's heart without any resistance, and the immense force transmitted shattered the chest and abdomen. It also poured in potent poison without regard for the cost, causing high-intensity destruction to the body and triggering the Soul Execution of the Everlasting Regret Spear.

The real life-or-death moment has arrived.

Without hesitation, the ghost activated the Shurangama Manifestation, sending Longcheng a hundred meters away. A hazy, ethereal figure remained in place, its fragmented form replacing the host in Tantric joy.

The shattered soul light danced in the air, and the ghosts vanished.

Jiang He sheathed his gun, and all the negative effects disappeared. The severe injuries to his shoulders also healed rapidly.