Chapter 1882 A powerful enemy appears!
Looking at Feng Zhi's determined eyes, Yuan Chang said calmly, "Okay, then let me see how powerful the Phoenix clan's prodigy is."
"Chirp~"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp phoenix cry pierced Yuan Chang's consciousness.
However, in response to the sound of the phoenix, a faint golden light emanated from Yuan Chang's body.
The phoenix cry that frightened all living creatures in the world was blocked by this layer of golden light.
Seeing this scene, Fengzhi couldn't help but be shocked.
Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism all have their own unique methods of practice, among which Confucianism's literary mind and literary courage are particularly mysterious.
This Yuan Chang has gathered literary talents at a young age, and in the future he will at least become a great Confucian scholar.
"Shrink!"
Yuan Chang successfully blocked Feng Ming with his literary talent, and spoke the truth, with golden words flying out of his mouth.
The golden words turned into countless chains that trapped Feng Zhi tightly.
Seeing this, Yuan Chang smiled faintly and said, "We are all classmates. I don't think there is any need to hurt the harmony."
"Besides, the teacher must have his reasons for asking you to go back."
Facing Yuan Chang's persuasion, the trapped Feng Zhi said calmly: "Subtle words with profound meaning, to be able to learn this magical power, you are at least half a step away from becoming a great scholar."
"As expected of the dean's disciple, this skill is enough to make him stand out among the younger generation."
"But don't forget, I am also a student of the academy."
"Strictly speaking, I am still half a Confucianist and Taoist disciple!"
As she spoke, Fengzhi began to chant some strange syllables, which turned into countless golden symbols and began to continuously hit the golden chains.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Chang couldn't help but nod and said, "I never thought that the Confucian mantra, when performed with the Phoenix language, could produce such mysterious changes. I really didn't expect this."
As he spoke, Yuan Chang put his hands behind his back and chanted softly: "The devil's corpse will become a cushion, and a green lotus will be planted in the sea of blood."
"Laughing at the appearance of all living beings, my Buddha does not save fate."
As Yuan Chang chanted, countless blood suddenly appeared around him, and a blue lotus slowly bloomed from the sea of blood.
What is even more bizarre is that Yuan Chang, a disciple of Confucianism, actually had Buddha's light and blood light emerging from his body.
"open!"
Faced with Yuan Chang's methods, Feng Zhi shouted loudly and turned directly into a fiery red phoenix.
The terrifying Phoenix True Fire burned the sea of blood, and every flap of its wings affected the power of the laws of the Xinglin world.
At the same time, the loud phoenix cry was also resisting the Buddhist sounds coming from all directions.
However, facing Feng Zhi's resistance, Yuan Chang did not rush to attack, but just stood on the green lotus and looked at her calmly.
Although Yuan Chang's eyes were calm, they brought enormous pressure to Feng Zhi.
The words are profound and the poems summon strange visions. The person in front of me is definitely a master who is extremely good at visions.
What's even more terrifying is that he is not only proficient in Confucianism, but also good at Buddhist truths. If not, he would not be able to summon a vision containing Buddha's light with just a poem.
However, Buddhist visions should be full of peace, but this vision is a sea of blood. What kind of freak is this person in front of me?
Countless guesses flashed through her mind quickly. Feng Zhi attacked Yuan Chang directly without any hesitation.
When fighting against a monk who is good at visions like this, you must never engage in a protracted battle with him.
Because once he is completely trapped in the vision, he will definitely lose!
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A mountain stream somewhere in Xinglinjie.
"Boom boom boom!"
The fierce battle made countless huge rocks tremble, and Zhang Ling was seen fighting with a stranger.
What’s interesting is that every time Zhang Ling wanted to use the talisman, the man fighting with him could interrupt him accurately.
"boom!"
The two men collided again, and their fists collided fiercely.
The powerful energy and blood even made the surrounding sand and stones float in the air.
"Kakaka!"
The huge rock under Zhang Ling's feet began to break, but he continued to increase his strength.
"Fellow Daoist, I have no grudge against you, why are you staring at me?"
In response to Zhang Ling's question, the strange man said calmly, "Someone asked me to take something from you. Give it to me and I'll leave immediately."
"what do you want?"
"Why did you come to the Xinglin Realm? Don't you know?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Ling's heart skipped a beat.
Because he never expected that the virtual world would be targeted so soon.
"I don't understand what you're talking about. Since you refuse to tell the truth, don't blame me for being ruthless."
As soon as he finished speaking, thunder began to emerge from Zhang Ling's body.
Seeing this, the strange man said in a cold voice: "You actually planted the thunder talisman on yourself. Although this can allow you to possess the power of thunder for a short period of time."
"But you will also suffer damage from the thunder. You are a typical example of hurting the enemy a thousand times while hurting yourself eight hundred times."
"boom!"
Zhang Ling, with lightning all over his body, spoke after forcing the stranger back with a punch.
"You always manage to interrupt me from using the talisman, which means you come prepared."
"How can you be willing to tell the truth without some real effort?"
Looking at Zhang Ling, who was almost covered by thunder, the stranger said calmly, "Thunder is indeed a relatively powerful force in the world."
"But you don't know how to use thunder at all. The thunder summoned by the talisman is ultimately an external method."
"Now open your eyes and watch carefully. I will show you how to use the Thunder Magic Power."
"Boom!"
The strange man grabbed it casually, and the thunder in the air fell directly into his hand.
"Om~"
As the power of rules was exerted, the thunder in the stranger's hand directly turned into a spear.
Zhang Ling: ???
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Both Zhang Ling and Feng Zhi encountered powerful enemies.
Long Aotian, sensing the fighting aura of the two, instantly realized that something was wrong.
If it was done by one person alone, it would still be plausible.
But the two of them encountered the enemy at the same time, which was an unusual situation no matter how you looked at it.
Thinking of this, Long Aotian immediately prepared to leave Xinglin Realm.
And to be on the safe side, Long Aotian didn't even plan to go through the teleportation array.
However, just as Long Aotian was about to break through the world barrier, a fist as big as a sandbag knocked him down from the air.
"boom!"
A huge cloud of dust rose from the ground, and Long Aotian, covered in dragon scales, walked out of the deep pit.
"Clap clap clap!"
At the same time, a burly young man in training clothes brushed off the dust on his clothes and said.
"My name is Chen Yang, the son of the Holy Emperor. I heard that someone was causing trouble in the Xinglin Realm, so I came to take a look."
Facing Chen Yang's words, Long Aotian said coldly: "How surprising! Why haven't I heard that the Holy Emperor has any offspring?"
"You haven't heard of it, that's because you are ignorant."
"I heard that one of the people causing trouble is from the Dragon Clan. You must be that person."
Looking at Chen Yang not far away, Long Aotian laughed coldly and said, "If you beat me, I will tell you!"
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