The whole city was in an uproar, but it was just a short moment. After a exclamation, the people of Yangzhou City woke up in a cold sweat and couldn't remember why they had exclaimed just now, and looked at each other in confusion.

On the street in front of the steamed bun shop, Master Jingyun, Monk Huiren and others woke up. There were still vague images of the billowing black tide in their minds. They were sweating like rain, their hearts were shaking, and they couldn't control themselves.

When Bian An calmed down and regained his breath, the glass rosary fell back into his hand and turned quickly, "You have so much malice in your heart, why do you want to implement those policies?" Split personality?

Yang Guang raised his eyelids and lowered his gaze, as if he was looking into the ground, and said: "I don't have any ill intentions. I just want to make you think I have any ill intentions."

Would anyone think that a natural disaster like an earthquake or typhoon is malicious? But it is indeed a catastrophic disaster that will make countless people fearful.

Yang Guang just used the foundation of Tianmo Dafa to simulate the tsunami natural disaster he had experienced in his previous life.

As high and broad as the sky, one's anger can cause disaster.

Three hundred meters away in the ground, Zhu Men was drawing quickly with a piece of chalk between his fingers. The earth and stone above his head had already been drawn into a formation about four meters square. Just when the last stroke was about to be completed, the top of his head

The soil above suddenly shook, and a shallow earth-yellow light illuminated the dim tunnel, seeping down diagonally from above.

The chalk in Zhumen's hand was broken, and the small refining array that had been painted on the back and palm of his hand was activated, and a force of material disintegration met the earthy yellow light.

With a plop, Zhu Men was pressed into the ground, with only the top of his neck exposed.

On the ground, after Yang Guang took a step forward, Shi Bianan and Dharma King Wuxiang sensed something was wrong and took action one after another.

Shi Bian raised his hand and made a simple seal, and the bluestone slabs on the long street were lifted up one after another, as if a whole long carpet was lifted up and covered in the opposite direction towards Yang Guang.

Yang Guang swept his arm, and the slate in front of him was shattered. In the broken powder, electric light shone. King Wuxiang used the Lightning Thunder Fist to the extreme. The blue and purple electric lights on his body flashed, connected with the clouds, and hit the roofs in all directions.

A huge thunder and lightning ball enveloped the whole body, drawing a black and smoky trajectory on the ground, and crashed straight into it.

The lightning burned his eyes, Yang Guang pressed his left hand, and the magic field created a small field of gravity imbalance. The thunder and lightning ball was like a dough ball that was suddenly poked by hundreds of sticks. It collapsed into an army and the thunder and lightning escaped.

King Wuxiang's pupils shrank, and he crossed his thin bronze fists in front of his chest to block the palm. His two arms were directly pressed against his chest, and the cross energy came out from behind, knocking out a building a hundred meters away.

An "X"-shaped gap was made in the wall of the high-rise building. The chest of Wuxiang Dharma King suddenly flattened, and the sides of the entire body became as thin as a piece of paper. In the true sense, the chest was pressed against the back, just like from the beginning.

A living person suddenly turns into a painting, which is extremely strange.

The old face of Shi Jian, the leader of Maoshan, changed, and the facial features of the Wuxiang Dharma King turned into a young and cynical face - Wu Di from the Laughing Jianghu, and the Lightning Thunder Fist also switched to a wave that can resolve all the internal forces in the world.

Ruoduoluo's formless magical power.

However, even if Dharma King Wuxiang turned himself into a flat surface with the help of the weak Doroluo Wuxiang Magic, he still could not completely remove the power of Yang Guang's palm. There was just an extra "

There was an x" shaped gap, and then a large human-shaped hole was punched out by a thin piece of "paper".

After Yang Guang knocked away Dharma King Wuxiang, he hit the other side of the time with a backhand palm. When the palm was struck, a strong wind immediately filled the whole street, and all the residents standing on the street were blown away.

The strong wind blew back into his house, and then with a bang bang bang, all the doors and windows were closed. Master Jingyun and the dozen monks and nuns were directly overturned and blown high into the sky, with their hands and feet dancing wildly and involuntarily.

At that time, there was a four-color lotus blooming in Bian's hand. The petals opened and closed, as if something had been drawn from the environment around his body, making the light in this place softer, the air thinner, the strong wind softer, and the houses

The colors of the blue bricks, white windows and brown columns, and the black monks have also become much lighter.

Earth, water, fire and wind, everything becomes empty.

Yang Guang's palm force was neutralized by the lotus flower, but a sarcastic look appeared on his face, saying: "That's it? What you say is to cut off traffic and divide and conquer, and what you use on your hands has something to do with your so-called philosophy.

?”

At that time, the other side turned a deaf ear and threw out the four-color lotus that bloomed more and more brightly. The lotus whirled as if it was slowing down. Wherever it passed, the feeling that everything became transparent and shallow became more serious. On the contrary,

The texture of the lotus itself becomes stronger and stronger, like a mountain falling.

He didn't care at all about Buddhist concepts. The reason why he promoted those fallacies and heresies was just because he was on the path he was embarking on at that time. He needed to use these heresies to fool the people, absorb more spiritual thoughts, and condense his own magical powers.

As a traveler on the archipelago, interests come first. You don’t believe in any of the orthodox truths, let alone these fallacies.

Yang Guang seemed to see Shi Bian's thoughts from his eyes. He chuckled and held the lotus with one hand, "Power needs to be supported by principles, whether it is material principles or spiritual principles. Since you are preaching this heresy, you must be

It is closely related to your practice, and if you don’t practice it personally, how can you understand it deeply and get a glimpse of its essence.”

At that moment, the Seal of the Other Shore changed, and the four-color lotus flower, which was as heavy as a mountain, suddenly exploded. Yang Guang's five fingers were like knives, piercing into the strongest point of the explosion. The four spiritual powers of earth, water, fire, and wind that violently conflicted at the place where the lotus exploded, flowing sharply as he wished.

Under the fingerlight, it was instantly cut into countless dust particles and dissolved into nothingness.

"Cut off communication and make it harmless. This should not apply to individuals, but between countries."

At that time, Bian'an turned over the rosary beads with both hands, forming strange seals one after another. The four-color spiritual power flowed, forming an indestructible vajra guardian ghost and god, attacking Yang Guang with unparalleled power. His mental power and spiritual power were flowing fiercely.

Although Yang Guang didn't feel nervous at all, he waved his hand to destroy the statue of ghosts and gods, walked over, and said to himself, "This should be a variant of the idea of ​​a small country with few people in Chapter 80 of the Tao Te Ching."

In a small country with few people, it is necessary to have a few weapons but not use them; to make the people die again and not move far away. Although there are boats and carriages, there is nothing to ride on them; even though there are armor and soldiers, there is nothing to display them. Let the people knot ropes again and use them.

Their food is pleasant, their clothes are beautiful, their homes are safe, and their customs are pleasant. Neighboring countries look at each other, hear the sounds of chickens and dogs, and the people do not interact with each other until they grow old and die.

"If what I have predicted is correct, if this skill of yours is used to govern the country, it will definitely be of great use. It can adjust the wind and rain, control the yin and yang, influence the destiny of the country, and the direction of the people. The hopes of countless people in the country are greater than this city.

I don’t know how high the complicated and chaotic thoughts are.”

Yang Guang pressed forward step by step, and casually knocked away the Wuxiang Dharma King who rushed up shouting the cosmic swordsmanship. At that moment, the other side's face was solemn as stone, and suddenly turned into a yellow figure, like a golden body.

In Yangzhou City, as if they had just woken up from an unforgettable dream, the people all felt dizzy at this moment, and then they were shocked to see a golden standing Buddha rising from the ground.

This Buddha statue is taller than any other building in Yangzhou City. Even the city wall may not be able to reach the waist. Standing there, his head seems to reach the sky, and a pair of golden Buddha palms like buildings are raised. Before taking a picture, Yangzhou City

Everyone can already predict the big movement like landslides and earth shattering.

When Yang Guang saw this Buddha statue, his face became more sarcastic, "The Yangzhou city created by distracting thoughts will easily collapse due to fear. The Buddha statue you made by forcibly extracting thoughts is just a pile of sand under the waves in my eyes."

He roared loudly, and waves of earth exploded behind him, twisting and suppressing all the thorns of steel created by underground alchemy. One side of his hands was like bare feet of real gold, and the other side was like glazed ink jade, and he slashed with his palms.

The handprints of the Seven Saints of the Yin Talisman, the power of Fu Xiong.

The huge golden Buddha statue suddenly collapsed into countless particles, floating in the air for a moment and turning into an illusion.

"Your so-called pure land will make them worry less and less, think less and less, and their thoughts will become dull and ignorant, and they will collapse in one blow. And if the national situation and the people's hearts are just a little guidance, when facing a crisis, they will become

You can stir up a frenzy of passionate speculation and arouse the fighting spirit of thousands of years. At that time, not to mention the Kuroshio natural disaster, even if the real gods and Buddhas come, you have to stay away."

At that time, the method of gathering the strength of the other side was broken again, the spirit was hit, the heart was numb, and the sound in the ears was like a drill that only drilled into the heart.

"Zhumen, activate the whole city's formation formation."

After hearing the message, Zhu Men flew out of the ground and was lifted and thrown by Dharma King Wuxiang. He landed on the wall of Yangzhou City and clapped and pressed down with both hands.

A dazzling light emanated from the ground, and neither earth nor stone slabs could block it. When the other side reached the limit of speed, he retreated.

Yang Guang moved to catch up, but when he noticed the explosive power of melting and cracking contained in the light coming from the ground, he stopped and flew high into the sky, overlooking the whole city.

The tunnels dug by the Zhumen under Yangzhou City are filled with some kind of power from heaven and earth itself, and are filled with gorgeous and dangerous light. Looking from above, it can be seen that they are a tunnel covering the entire Yangzhou City.

, a huge pattern with great regularity and symmetry.

"Yang Guang, if you come after us, the whole city will be destroyed."

Shi Bian'an had already crossed the Yangzhou city wall at this time, and took Dharma King Wuxiang and Zhumen through the white clouds and flew away quickly.

The warning sound spread, and the light emanating from the ground illuminated faces that were confused and instinctively frightened.

The refining formation arranged by the Zhumen comes from the world of "Fullmetal Alchemist". If it is successfully used, it should refine all the creatures in the city into an energy crystal that can be called a panacea - the Sage's

stone.

However, his level has not yet reached the level where he can refine hundreds of thousands of people into the Philosopher's Stone at once. Therefore, after the formation formation is activated, it will only cause a large number of deaths.

As expected, Yang Guang, who was suspended in the sky, did not chase after him. He lowered his head to observe the blazing lines for a while, found a center point, and landed. His chest rose and fell, and white air moved between his mouth and nose like a python. Then, he stomped.

A kick.

If anyone could ignore the obstacles of earth and rocks at this time and observe the situation underground, they would be able to see an earthy-yellow light that was like the air wave of a missile explosion, starting from where Yang Guang stood, layer upon layer like a liquid.

of ripples.

The soil that was rammed as solid as rock around the tunnel suddenly loosened after the earth-yellow halo passed by, and suddenly expanded, filling the tunnel, and the forging array light that originally followed the lines of these tunnels was replaced by the earth-yellow light.

After the brilliance swept past, it seemed as if the two were neutralized, extinguishing in circles from the center of Yangzhou City.

The people of Yangzhou City, who still didn't understand what happened, instinctively breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the lights disappear, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster.

Standing in front of a stately mansion, Yang Guang looked at the sun that was gradually turning to the west and lowered his head slightly.

Of course, they could not see the Dharma King Wuxiang who had already run dozens of miles away. There was no trace of anger or unwillingness on Yang Guang's face as the enemy had escaped. There was only a look in his eyes that was full of interest, as if he was expecting a good show.

Under the cover of Buddhist magical power, phaseless true energy, earth vein refinement, etc., hidden inside a cave in the deep mountains, the three members of the Duanliu Team stopped.

Shi Bian'an carefully sensed it, and found that no dangerous energy was chasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief, and the speed of the rapidly rotating rosary in his hand gradually slowed down, and he said, "Wuxiang, how are you injured?"

"It's nothing serious." After saying that, King Wuxiang sat down and adjusted his breath. His facial features gradually began to change. His eyebrows were thick and long, his eyes were raised at the end, as sharp as an eagle, and his nose was straight and straight. He gradually became more like a hawk.

Yang Guang is somewhat similar, and in the process of adjustment, he becomes more and more similar. The Borutoluo Formless Magic Skill in his body gradually differentiates into the two attributes of yin and yang.

At that time, Bian'an and Zhumen said nothing, solemnly watching the transformation of King Wuxiang.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the phaseless Dharma King, who was already 90% similar to Yang Guang, but could not adjust the last bit, suddenly had his facial features violently distorted, showing an expression of pain, and quickly changed to a contented look.

With a young man's face, he took a breath of fishy breath and said: "No, he is much better than me, and the fighting time is too short, and we don't understand him well enough."

As he spoke, he bared his teeth. "Although I have noticed when I fought with Zhu Yuyan before, this world is probably a deformed situation with most two-stars and three-stars, but there are a bunch of six-stars at the top. But this Yang Guang, the strength

Isn’t it a bit too much?”

King Wuxiang, who still had a young face, rubbed his cheeks and said, "Our attacks pose no threat to him, and it's hard for us to stop him even with every move he makes. Isn't he already a seven-star player?"

"
To be continued...