The soldiers of the Southern Qin and the Great Zhou rush into the purple air.

But when he flew into it, there was no movement, and no one could come out, as if he had been swallowed by purple aura.

"Golden body magic, go!" Wang Xiong shouted.

Wang Xiong did not go, but activated the golden body technique to rush into the purple qi.

The eighteen arms and golden body are in the Dharma, and the whole body is full of golden light. Under the Dharma, waves of Buddha sounded suddenly, like in the field of Confucianism and Taoism, as if it was before, it was as if it was in the field of Confucianism and Taoism.

The purple air was as heavy as a pound, and no strong wind could blow at all.

When the golden body and magic form entered it, it suddenly felt like it was trapped in a quagmire. The ideological attack in the moral field enveloped the golden body and magic form, making it silence in an instant.

I faintly heard sounds inside.

"If great success is short, its use is not bad. If great fullness is like conflict, its use is infinite. If great straightness is like bend, great cleverness is like clumsy. If great eloquence is like dullness. If quietness is better than impatience, cold is better than heat. If pure and quiet, the world is right."

The golden body magic image, trapped in the quagmire, suddenly seemed to be hit hard by something.

"Boom!"

Under the heavy blow, the golden body magic phase instantly appeared, and the multiple arms above broke and opened.

"What?" Wang Xiong was shocked and activated the golden body technique to come out.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!