Chapter 626: Rain Master

"The distance between you and me is less than ten feet."

Shura Vajra Dufan looked down at the little man in white clothes, whose height was only up to his chest.

"Except for the demon race, at the third level, any system that is approached by a warrior within ten feet will surely die." He looked down at the white-clothed sorcerer and raised his thick lips.

At this distance, even if the opponent wanted to teleport and escape, he could interrupt it in advance.

As for the body-protecting magic weapons, in the eyes of the third-level Vajra, except for some of the large city-protecting formations engraved on the city walls, which were composed of countless small formations interlocking, he could not break through.

The formations engraved on the magic weapons were limited by their size and material, and could not block his iron fist.

Even if it was a magic weapon like the pagoda, it was too late to sacrifice it at this time.

"Or, are you sending hostages to Buddhism in exchange for the Arhat of Duqing?"

The moment this sentence came out, Shura King Kong's big hand like a palm fan covered Sun Xuanji's head from top to bottom.

Pop~

The dark golden big hand slapped the air world, and the air vibrated and made a harsh sound. .

Dufan King Kong's face changed, and he felt the obstruction in his palm.

At this moment, he felt as if he was an enemy of heaven and earth, and this world was rejecting him.

Sun Xuanji stood still, looked up at him, and said concisely:

"Get out!"

He stretched out his palm and put it on Dufan King Kong's chest. There was a pause of about one second, and then, with a loud "bang", in the ripples of the air wave explosion, Dufan King Kong was like a cannonball, flying out.

Along the way, he broke countless trees and cleared a "vacuum" zone in the dense forest.

When he stabilized his body, he had been beaten out of the mountain and floated in the air, with the abyss under his feet.

"......"

There was a dead silence on the field, and the spectators on both sides seemed to have lost the ability to express themselves in words.

The sorcerer of the Sitianjian was so powerful.....

As expected of a Sitianjian, as expected of the second disciple of the chief supervisor, so terrifying...

Amazing and praise rose in the hearts of Fu Jingmen and other warriors. To be honest, at first they did not pay much attention to the "second disciple of the chief supervisor" mentioned by Cao Qingyang.

They didn't hear much about him, didn't know his cultivation, had no record, and was a sorcerer who couldn't even fight hand-to-hand. How much effect could he play?

How dazzling was it to be as the three words "Xu Yinluo".

But the scene before them let them know that this sorcerer in white was terribly strong.

With a casual palm, he defeated the Buddhist Vajra.

And this Vajra had just vented his violence and showed his strength.

Liu Hongmian almost opened her mouth into an "O" shape. After joining Qianlong City, she had dealt with warlocks a lot, and the little girl in the team was also a warlock.

She knew very well that warlocks were weak in physique, and they relied on the free refining of magic weapons to attack and the fancy formations to remain invincible.

If warlocks and warriors were really to fight each other, it would be like looking for shit in the toilet.

Could it be that after the third grade, the physique of warlocks would have earth-shaking changes, so great that they could fight against third-grade warriors?

The expressions of Baihu Qihuan Danxiang and others were similar to hers.

Jingxin and Jingyuan, two Buddhist disciples, frowned, and they could not see through the mystery.

.......

Yufengzhou.

Ji Xuan turned his head and looked at Xu Yuanshuang: "Sister?"

Xu Yuanshuang stared at Dongfang Wanrong and whispered:

"Senior Nalan has a sharp eye. The terrain of Quanrong Mountain has indeed changed."

She turned to look at Ji Xuan and explained:

"Sun Xuanji used Quanrong Mountain as the foundation and carved a large formation. Now the power of the earth veins of the entire Quanrong Mountain belongs to him."

She was a newly promoted alchemist and was still far from a fourth-grade formation master. Therefore, she did not immediately notice the changes in the feng shui of Quanrong Mountain. It was not until Sun Xuanji took action just now that she got a glimpse of it.

She immediately understood what Dongfang Wanrong said not long ago.

Ji Xuan frowned: "Is the power of the earth veins of Quanrong Mountain so strong?"

Xu Yuanshuang said "hmm" with a serious face:

"Quanrong Mountain is a famous mountain in Jianzhou, ranking ninth among the blessed places in the Central Plains. It is said that the founder of Tianzong originally planned to build the sect on Quanrong Mountain and subdue the Quanrong as a guardian beast.

"It is difficult to tell whether this legend is true or not, but it is enough to show that Quanrong Mountain is a rare blessed place, which is incomparable to ordinary mountains."

Ji Xuan suddenly realized and said in a deep voice:

"No wonder Sun Xuanji has not shown up, it turns out that he is arranging the formation in secret."

Based on what he saw, Ji Xuan remembered what the national teacher had said to them a long time ago:

"In the Central Plains, the supervisor can go wherever he wants. The entire Central Plains is in the hands of the supervisor. What I have to do is to make it mine. "

He didn't think much about it at the time, and it was not until now that he suddenly realized it.

Many systems at low levels will lay the foundation for high levels, or simply be upgraded versions of high levels.

Ji Xuan vaguely realized that the means of controlling the power of mountains and rivers used by Sun Xuanji in front of him might hide the most profound secrets of the sorcerer.

.......

"This is not your power! You were just setting up an array!"

Ashura King Kong stood in the air and tried to return to the mountain, but Quanrong Mountain "closed" the gate. Every time he tried to descend, he would be blocked by the Qi Realm.

As a Dharma protector of Buddhism, he knew the sorcerer very well and made a clear judgment of the current situation in his mind.

Sun Xuanji did not speak, and looked at him silently.

"Why don't you speak? "

Shura King Kong seemed a little annoyed.

Sun Xuanji moved his lips and squeezed out a word: "Don't..."

Then, nothing happened.

Cao Qingyang dragged his seriously injured body and staggered towards Yang Cuixue and others. Hearing this, he subconsciously guessed:

What he wanted to say should be "Don't talk nonsense."

Dai Zong jumped flexibly and came to Cao Qingyang, supporting him and rushing back.

Fu Jingmen Xiao Yuenu and a group of fourth-grade warriors immediately surrounded Cao Qingyang and protected him.

"Leader, how is your injury?"

Xiao Yuenu asked while taking out the healing pills.

"I won't die. Xu Qian'an's blood saved my life. "

Cao Qingyang took the pill and swallowed it, then opened his clothes to show everyone his injuries.

The flesh and blood on his chest were bloody and there were bone spurs protruding, but the flesh and blood were wriggling tenaciously, trying to heal itself, but the speed was very slow, giving people the feeling that they would be powerless at any time.

"I can't absorb blood essence in a short time. Otherwise, my body will collapse. This injury is enough for me to heal for half a month."

After swallowing the pill, Cao Qingyang's face gradually turned rosy.

"Leader, this warlock is too powerful. King Kong can't get in at all. We may be able to use this to remain invincible. Maybe Xu Yinluo doesn't even need to appear."

Fu Jingmen was delighted.

Cao Qingyang now understood that the reason why Sun Xuanji had not arrived was that he was secretly carving a formation.

"There is another thing. The believers in the alliance ran to the South Peak. "

The careful Xiao Yuenu whispered.

Cao Qingyang looked to the south in astonishment, and indeed saw a large group of people standing on the top of the cliff. They were very far away and as small as beans, but Cao Qingyang could clearly see their faces.

The veins on Cao Qingyang's forehead jumped, and he said angrily:

"Are you really not afraid that the enemy will deliberately kill them?

"It's just that I don't have the time to deal with them now, but I can't build my life on the enemy's mercy."

Pop~

The sound of air waves interrupted their conversation. Looking up, the ugly Buddhist Vajra had a blazing fire ring behind his head, and his dark golden body turned into a brilliant gold.

He stood in the air, like a golden sun, piercing the eyes of the spectators.

Shura Vajra clenched his fist, swung his right arm back, and led the whole body to lean back. With this set of movements, the strong muscles bulged one by one.

Pop~ Pop~ Pop~

The golden giant kept swinging his fists, hitting the Qi realm hard, his posture was like forging iron.

Every time he punched, the Qi realm would shake violently and deform, and the people in the mountain felt that the Quanrong Mountain under their feet was shaking.

This earthquake-like feeling made them panic, fearing that the next moment the Quanrong Mountain would collapse and bury everyone at the bottom of the mountain.

Shura King Kong, he wanted to shake the mountains and rivers with his own strength.

Sun Xuanji took out a black iron ruler from his sleeve slowly, and swept the ruler with his fingers like swords.

As his fingertips brushed over, runes lit up on the ruler, and the black iron ruler emitted a bright and clear light.

"Stop!"

Sun Xuanji inserted the black ruler into the mud at his feet.

The Qi realm covering the entire Quanrong Mountain suddenly became thick and condensed, and Shura King Kong's fist could only bring a slight vibration.

After a few more punches, Dufan rationally gave up the attack. Since he started practicing Buddhism, he had already worn away the madness in his Shura bones and became calm and rational. This would lose the combat power bonus brought by "madness", but he could control himself more perfectly.

He gave up? Cao Qingyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked up at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected of the second disciple of the supervisor..." Swordsman Yang Cuixue stroked his beard and smiled.

A group of fourth-grade people laughed.

The Wulin League members on the top of the South Peak had a great time. Although it was just a monotonous punch, the visual impact and psychological shock were extremely strong.

High-grade sorcerers carved formations in the mountains and built a barrier covering the entire Quanrong Mountain.

The power of the Buddhist Vajra alone almost shook the entire mountain.

These left a deep impression on them, causing a severe psychological impact, allowing them to see the scenery of the extraordinary realm.

Just as the warriors of the Wulin League were rejoicing, the sky suddenly became overcast and dark clouds rolled in.

The dark clouds rolled and condensed, and in the clouds, lightning flashed and disappeared, as if brewing.

In a moment, a thick lightning column fell from the sky and hit the air world covering the Quanrong Mountain.

This lightning column was so dazzling that the sky and the earth suddenly turned blue and white. Countless people were caught off guard and screamed while covering their eyes. Their eyeballs burned and tears rolled down.

Zi~ Boom~

First there was the sound of the air world breaking, and then the lightning column seemed to hit the mountain, causing a loud explosion.

The warriors who were temporarily blinded clearly felt that the Quanrong Mountain was shaken and that their hair and sweat hairs stood up.

This was caused by the sudden stimulation of the skin by the charged particles in the air that were countless times denser.

After a long time, Cao Qingyang and other highly skilled warriors were the first to regain their sight and looked at the field eagerly.

When they saw Sun Xuanji clearly, their hearts suddenly sank.

Sun Xuanji's white clothes were covered with burn marks, his hair crown had already exploded, and his long black hair turned yellow and curled, emitting green smoke.

The exposed skin on his cheeks, arms, etc. was almost carbonized, with bright red in black.

His breath was weak like a candle in the wind, making people afraid that it would go out in the next moment.

This...... Yang Cuixue and others' pupils contracted violently, their hearts were shocked, and it was difficult to calm down.

They could not accept Sun Xuanji's tragic defeat, and at the same time, they also realized a desperate truth from Sun Xuanji's experience.

There are more powerful enemies, on the ship in the sky, there are more powerful enemies!

So powerful that he can summon thunder and lightning, and can subdue Sun Xuanji with one move, who even the Buddhist Vajra can't do anything about.

Is this something the Wulin Alliance can contend with?

"Alliance, Alliance Leader..." Qiao Weng of Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce swallowed hard:

"What kind of existence have we provoked?"

He asked the question that everyone was thinking.

Cao Qingyang looked confused, because he didn't know that after Sun Xuanji found him, he only said that the enemy was the Buddhist sect and the Wushen Sect, and that they had extraordinary combat power.

A terrible guess flashed through his mind.

Second-grade?

Yes, only a second-grade master could subdue Sun Xuanji so easily.

And the second-grade is indeed in the extraordinary realm.

"Tsk tsk!"

The heart poison master Qi Huan Danxiang glanced at Cao Qingyang and others in the distance:

"Second-grade rain master, well-deserved."

Liu Hongmian and others looked calm, not surprised at all, the second-grade rain master was their greatest reliance and the source of their confidence.

The second-rank rain master... the second-rank rain master of the Wushen Cult... Cao Qingyang and others looked at each other with bitter faces.

The Wushen Cult's rain master is well-known.

The rain-praying culture is unique to the three northeastern countries. In ancient times, the people in the northeastern region of Kyushu would pay tribute to the Wushen Cult during the dry season and pray for the rain master to bring rain.

These are not secrets, and there are many records in historical materials.

The name of the rain master, like the Arhat of Buddhism, is well-known information.

"What happened to that thunder just now?"

"It's so terrible..."

"Master, I, I can't see..."

The spectators on the South Peak have not reacted yet, still immersed in the power of the sky just now, immersed in the panic of being deprived of vision.

Until someone exclaimed: "The white-robed sorcerer was struck by thunder and turned into charcoal."

They realized the change in the situation belatedly, and immediately felt an indescribable fear.

Click!

Shura King Kong landed again in the field, looked at Sun Xuanji, and nodded with satisfaction:

"He is still alive. The dead can be exchanged for the Arhat who can't save people."

He walked towards Sun Xuanji. During the process, Cao Qingyang and others were silent, watching him leaning against the stone gate and the dying Sun Xuanji.

Suddenly, a light golden stream of light came from the sky, and with a crisp sound, it nailed in front of Shura King Kong.

It was a brass sword.

Dafeng Zhenguo Sword!