Chapter 314 Samadhi True Fire
The purple light in the eyes of the purple-haired young man flickered slightly.
This scene fell into Lin Xueying's eyes, and was also taken into Xiao Lin's eyes.
Obviously, the purple-haired young man was not really indifferent to the death of the gray-robed man. Losing one of the four Foundation-Building Dzogchen puppets would reduce his combat power a lot.
But for some reason, the purple-haired young man still didn't take action. He just frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something?
"Junior Brother Hao, go and kill Junior Brother Wang. These two men in black robes will be handed over to me and Junior Brother Song first." After the strong man killed a man in black robes, he saw the man who was originally controlled by the spirit demon technique. Junior Brother Wang was controlling the flying sword to attack him, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on his face.
After being controlled by the spirit and demon technique, one can no longer be regarded as a living person. After all, even the soul can be assimilated. Even if the person who uses the spirit and demon technique takes the initiative to withdraw the demon energy contained in his body, that person will not be able to live after he recovers. Will become an idiot.
Therefore, the strong man had already committed murder against Junior Brother Wang, and in his opinion, as long as he, Junior Brother Wang, was killed, then the three of him would deal with the two men in gray robes.
The odds of winning were relatively high, and he thought he had seen the situation clearly. As long as the purple-haired young man didn't take action, his five fellow disciples obviously had no intention of taking action either.
This made the strong man's heart full of doubts. Could it be that the five senior sisters Zhu were the back-ups left behind by Patriarch Chiyang? After the six of them failed to obtain the Innate Demonic Stone, they took action to snatch it?
In other words, the six of them were probably used as scapegoats by Patriarch Chiyang.
This made him immediately hate Patriarch Chiyang with gritted teeth, but he was helpless. He also knew that this was the sorrow of low-level monks.
"Okay." When the old man heard this, he didn't hesitate at all. He pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon beside him from a distance, and it turned into a huge red light and shot towards the monk surnamed Wang.
The monk surnamed Wang saw the huge red light coming towards him, and showed an evil smile on his face. He was not afraid at all. He pointed at the khaki long sword beside him, and the long sword turned into a spiritual light and faced Gou. Shape weapon.
At the same time, dark demonic energy began to appear around him. With a slight flicker, it turned into a ray of demonic light and shot towards the old man surnamed Hao. The speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he was less than three feet in front of the old man surnamed Hao.
The old man surnamed Hao's eyelids twitched, and his old face became paler. He had witnessed with his own eyes that his junior brother Wang was charged with the spirit demon power and passed through his body, and was controlled in an instant.
Naturally, he did not dare to make the same mistake again. He quickly retreated, and he did not forget to pat the bag on his waist, and a yellow talisman floated out of it.
As soon as the talisman floated, it burned automatically, and then a golden light flashed gently. The monk surnamed Wang was chasing after him. When he saw the golden light at first sight, he wanted to dodge with all his strength.
But his speed was extremely fast, and combined with the speed of the golden light, it only made him turn slightly sideways. The golden light flashed, and the lower half of his arm was broken off at the elbow. The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, and it was also covered with a light layer of light. golden light.
"Qiang" After cutting off half of the monk surnamed Wang's arm, the golden light took shape. It turned out to be a golden flying knife about a foot long. It hit a rock not far away and burst out into the sky. The golden aura dissipated.
The monk surnamed Wang had half of his arm cut off, but there was no trace of pain on his face. Instead, the evil smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense.
The whole body was wrapped in black demonic energy, and with a slight flash, it shot towards the old man surnamed Hao again.
The eyes of the old man surnamed Hao were full of murderous intent, and he was really angry. He knew very well that if he could not completely kill Junior Brother Wang, then he would be the one who died here today.
However, after being controlled by the Demonic Spirit Technique, Junior Brother Wang's combat power increased instead of decreasing. Moreover, the Demonic Spirit Controlling Technique is very cunning and strange. If he is not careful, if the Demonic Spiritual Qi invades his body, his own soul will be destroyed. By then, he will become a humanoid puppet, just like Junior Brother Wang.
Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Hao no longer held back his hands. He patted the bag on his waist, and a yellow talisman flew out again. Looking at this yellow talisman, the old man surnamed Hao couldn't help but twitch his face, revealing a Painful expression.
The yellow talisman spontaneously ignited when it saw the wind, and then turned into a ball of pale golden light and disappeared in a flash.
Junior Brother Wang was rushing towards the old man surnamed Hao, when golden lights suddenly appeared around him, criss-crossing him, and wrapped him in them in the blink of an eye. The golden lights also turned into a golden cage.
Seeing that his talisman was working, the old man surnamed Hao was not excited at all. Instead, his face became more serious. He pointed at the hook-shaped magic weapon in the distance, and the hook-shaped magic weapon turned into a huge spiritual light and flew towards Junior Brother Wang. go.
At the same time, the old man surnamed Hao thought for a moment, gritted his teeth secretly, took out a dark red thumb-sized ball from the storage bag again, and threw it towards Junior Brother Wang without thinking.
Junior Brother Wang, who was trapped in the golden cage, had a ferocious expression on his face, and demonic faces appeared on his body, and he was hitting the cage from all sides.
"Bang, bang, bang." The human faces hit the cage, causing the cage to shine with golden light, and some of the golden light began to bend.
Obviously, this golden cage cannot trap him for too long, and the old man surnamed Hao is not trying to trap him permanently, but just to buy time for himself to use the ultimate killing method.
With a "click" sound, the light on the golden cage began to break.
The monk surnamed Wang had a ferocious smile on his face, and he stared at the old man surnamed Hao fiercely, with an expression that seemed to want to eat him alive, and Xiao Lin and others who were watching on the side were also secretly frightened.
With a flick, the dark red ball turned into a dark red stream of light and shot towards Junior Brother Wang.
Junior Brother Wang naturally saw all this in his eyes, and the ferocious expression on his face became more and more terrifying, and the few remaining golden lights of "bang bang bang" were all swept away by him.
But before he could use his movements to dodge, a huge hook-shaped spiritual light and a dark red stream of light had already reached the top of his head and in front of him.
A huge demonic face sprang out from the top of its head, and collided with the hook-shaped aura. Suddenly the two-color aura collapsed and scattered, and the dark red bead also suddenly exploded.
A large swath of three-color flames surrounded Junior Brother Wang within three feet. The flames were shooting out in all directions, and a scorching breath could be clearly sensed even by Xiao Lin and others who were dozens of feet away.
"Samadhi True Fire?" Xiao Lin exclaimed in surprise. This old man surnamed Hao actually practiced Samadhi True Fire, which really surprised him.
If you want to cultivate Samadhi True Fire, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and once you enter the golden elixir stage, Samadhi True Fire will become completely useless. Therefore, very few foundation-building monks will practice Samadhi True Fire.
However, very few people practice it, which does not mean that the True Fire of Samadhi is not strong. Among the monks in the foundation-building stage, the True Fire of Samadhi is a very sharp means of fighting against enemies. Once the True Fire of Samadhi burns the body of a Foundation-Establishing monk.
It will be reduced to ashes almost in the blink of an eye. To put it simply, the heat of the flame is even greater than the fireball condensed by the Dzogchen Level Fireball Technique practiced by Xiao Lin.
In Xiao Lin's opinion, the dark red ball sent out by the old man surnamed Hao was similar to the cyan ball sent out by the strong man before. They both compressed and condensed some of their own power through the method of condensation.
After several years of hard work, he compressed his power into a ball, and when fighting the enemy, he was able to take things by surprise and turn the tide of the battle.
Under the true fire of Samadhi, Junior Brother Wang was turned into ashes and completely disappeared without even letting out a scream.
After killing Junior Brother Wang, the old man surnamed Hao pointed his finger at the hook-shaped magic weapon that was knocked away. It turned into a hook-shaped spiritual light several feet long and shot toward a gray-robed man more than ten feet away. .
When the strong man saw this scene, his face showed a look of ecstasy, and the long sword beside him also shot out at the same time, attacking a gray-robed man together with the hook-shaped magic weapon of the old man surnamed Hao.
Seeing this, purple light flashed in the eyes of the purple-haired young man, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the calm face of the man in gray robe who was surrounded by the two men.
With a sway of his body, a large amount of dark demonic energy dispersed, and his body had already shot to a position less than three feet in front of the old man surnamed Hao.
The face of the old man surnamed Hao also showed a trace of ferocity. The hook-shaped magic weapon had long been compressed to the size of three feet, falling from the sky towards the head of the gray-robed man.
Although the man in gray robe had already approached the old man surnamed Hao, if he took another step forward, he would be pierced through the head by a hook-shaped magic weapon falling from the sky.
The old man surnamed Hao showed a playful expression on his face, and was about to take out something from the storage bag again.
The gray-robed man laughed ferociously, and then his body dragged a ray of magic light, which suddenly shot in front of the old man surnamed Hao.
"Plop." The hook-shaped magic weapon fell from the sky, splitting the gray-robed man in two right in the middle of his head. The two separated halves of the body were also stirred into a shower of blood by the golden light that followed.
But from the rain of blood in the sky, a jet-black face shot out, with a ferocious smile, and flew straight into the arms of the old man surnamed Hao.
The old man surnamed Hao was frightened out of his wits. Under the crazy stimulation of his magic power, he turned into a spiritual light shield and wrapped him in it.
But then, with a "bang" sound, the spiritual light shield was directly smashed by the black face, and then the face directly penetrated into the chest of the old man surnamed Hao, and disappeared.
The old man surnamed Hao's face turned pale, and his eyes showed a hint of despair and gray. He glanced at the hook-shaped magic weapon that was close at hand, and his thoughts moved.
The hook-shaped magic weapon flew directly to his neck, and circled it gently. As the blood sprayed, a ball of khaki aura the size of a washbasin rose from the sky, with a shrill scream, and was about to move towards him. Time flies away.
The old man surnamed Hao was also a fool. The moment the charged spirit demon energy entered his body, he directly chose to retreat and let the soul escape.
But just as the soul of the old man surnamed Hao flew ten feet away, a big hand emitting black magic light suddenly fell from the sky and directly grabbed the earthy yellow aura into his hand.
Then he shrank back towards the purple-haired young man.