Chapter 2277

The onlookers stared at Wu Zhen and Yulin. They should be the protagonists of this battle.

Although they haven't made any moves or released their own breath up to now, from their looks and words, we can easily guess that their strength must be extremely terrible. Therefore, they appear so indifferent and casual. Their pride is engraved in their bones and there is no need to show it deliberately.

"Master, be careful." Qin Xuan reminded the fight that the two men must also be unique under the saint. They are much stronger than ordinary pseudo saints. If they are careless, they are likely to be seriously injured.

"I understand." Dou Zhan nodded slightly, and a dignified color appeared on his face. The huge ancient Buddha's body was shrouded in war, radiating the endless void area. His lips wriggled, and then there were wisps of Sanskrit between heaven and earth, shaking people's hearts and souls.

"Sonic attack." In the direction of Xiaoxitian, the unintentional venerable looks at douzhan, which seems a little surprised. His strength is also the way of sound wave, so he immediately finds that douzhan is a sound wave attack.

At this time, Wu Zhen glanced at Dou Zhan. There was a faint indifference on his handsome face and said faintly, "just now you said that Lin Meng's strength is not good, so let's see how my strength is."

When the voice fell, he raised his hand and pointed at the battle, a seemingly random finger. However, after this pointing, a huge picture scroll appeared in the void, from which the power of the incomparably majestic Avenue diffused, and the divine light shone in the air. The picture scroll expanded wildly like a vortex, trying to wrap everything in.

Wisps of Sanskrit sound of the avenue floated into the picture scroll and disappeared. The light of the Avenue on the picture scroll flowed like a peerless divine weapon, as if it could contain all things in heaven and earth and absorb all Taoist attacks.

Qin Xuan's eyes could not help but freeze there. This picture is somewhat similar to the crystal of phagocytosis, but it is different in essence. He did not feel the power of phagocytosis. It should be a kind of Yuan soul of space, which can transfer the attack to other nothingness.

"Go." Wu Xuan spit out another word in his mouth and waved it with his palm. The picture scroll flew in the direction of fighting. The fighting God was very solemn. There were virtual shadows of ancient Buddha all over his body. Countless boxing shadows erupted at the same time. The terrible force directly smashed the space and bombarded it on the picture scroll.

The hegemonic force poured into the painting, which made the painting vibrate violently, and a powerful Avenue breath bloomed from it. The dazzling brilliance on the painting, like a divine picture, continued to expand, block out the sky and the sun, and threaten the vast area.

I saw that the picture finally calmed down and suspended in the void, as if nothing had happened.

Dou Zhan's pupils suddenly contracted. Can't such an attack shake the other party?

"Your attack doesn't seem very good." Wu Zhen turned his eyes to Dou Zhan and said faintly, with irony in his tone. It was obviously the words before fighting back.

All the people looked at Dou Zhan one after another. They saw that he didn't speak, stepped forward and responded to Wu Zhen's words with practical actions.

With the footsteps of the battle falling, a heavy sound came out of the space. At the same time, a towering and tall virtual shadow of the Buddha appeared between heaven and earth, lifelike, especially those eyes, which contain the divine Buddha light, as if they can see through all the vanity in the world, which makes people feel awe at a glance and dare not look at it.

"That's..." the vast crowd looked at the virtual shadow of the Buddha in the void and couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.

This Buddha statue, deja vu.

Then they immediately reacted. After communicating with the Buddha statue of the Western God, a virtual shadow of the Buddha will appear on the sky, which is very similar to the scene in front of them.

With this in mind, a possibility suddenly occurred to them.

Is the Buddha's virtual shadow in front of you understood by fighting from the statue of God?

If so, his understanding is too terrible.

Fighting looked at Wu Zhen across the air. There was a strong sense of war on his body. He appeared in front of Wu Zhen directly across the void. A huge handprint of Buddhism and Taoism came out to suppress everything. This space seemed to turn into his field and was covered by the power of this hand.

However, Wu Zhen's face was still plain without waves. His heart moved. The painting volume floated in front of him, and the palm print fell in front of him. It was swallowed directly by the painting volume. A terrible breath floated out of the painting volume. After a moment, everything was calm.

"It's my turn." At this time, Wu Zhen spoke and stretched out his palm in the direction of the fight. He saw that the picture volume was magnified countless times and covered from the sky, wrapping the fight and the void where he was.

Dou Zhan looked up at the sky, raised his hands, and released golden swastika palmprints from the palm. They all contained a strong fighting atmosphere and wanted to destroy everything. However, when the picture scroll fell, all the palmprints were swallowed up by the picture scroll, and even the breath no longer existed.

At this time, a terrible atmosphere of repression fell on the fighting. He felt a strong pressure, and his sense of Tao weakened a lot, and his control over this space seemed to be gradually losing.

With a flash of his body, he appeared directly in the sky and attacked the road towards the picture scroll. However, the repressive force flowing on the picture scroll became more and more terrible, like a sky, which suppressed the Taoist meaning of fighting.

"Boom..."

The rumbling sound kept coming out, and everyone saw that the fighting body was constantly pressed down!

A moment later, accompanied by a loud noise, the virtual shadow of the Buddha in the void disappeared. A figure was shocked downward by the terrible force and flew thousands of meters away. The figure's breath was very disordered and looked quite embarrassed.

Qin Xuan, Chu Feng and others were immediately nervous when they saw this. Their eyes all showed a trace of concern. The person who was blown out was fighting.

The battle was indeed defeated by Wu Zhen.

At this time, many people in Shura hell looked a little gloomy. They had expected miracles to happen, but now it seems that they are extravagant.

Wu Zhen didn't seem to have fully released his strength. The fight was blown out. It can be seen that the gap between the two is not small.

But Qu Feng and other people in the sky Pavilion look as normal, as if they should have. If Wu Zhen can't beat the fight, then the reputation of the sky Pavilion is just a joke.

Yulin's eyes just glanced at the fight at will. It was obvious that he had long expected this result.

Wu Zhen is at the same level of existence as him. Can he not even beat a man of practice in the lower heaven?

No matter how evil the man is, the result is the same.

"Cough." Douzhan coughed up a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and his face looked much pale. He looked at Wu Zhen and said, "your strength is extraordinary, and the poor monk was convinced."

People's eyes looked at the battle with profound meaning. Unexpectedly, he used the intention of war as a means of killing and cutting, but his mind was so indifferent. When he was defeated, he faced it calmly, as if he didn't take it to heart.

"You have a good attitude and can go further in the future." Wu Zhen also looked at Dou Zhan and said that his words were true. To tell the truth, the strength of Dou Zhan was not weak, and it was even very strong below the holy land. It was only because he met him that he was defeated.