Hong Huang: I am Kong Xuan, the first person above the saints

Chapter 90: Give Jie Yin Zhunti a new look
Kong Xuan came back to his senses and unknowingly, the light of his soul had grown several times stronger.

Without having time to carefully check the changes in himself, he first looked towards the source of the blue ocean (the Sea of ​​Daoyuan). He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the figure of the goddess.

It seems that the goddess won.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior. May I ask your Taoist name?" Kong Xuan asked with a bow.

The other party not only saved his life, but also preached to him.

"My Taoist name has great cause and effect, it is better for you not to know it." The goddess turned her back to Kong Xuan and spoke slowly.

Kong Xuan: "???"

"I haven't completely erased that guy's Immortal Mark. It will be helpful for you to cultivate the Mythical Daluo - Thirty-Sixth Heaven."

As the goddess finished speaking, Kong Xuan saw the immortal mark of Amitabha Buddha again.

In his eyes, the golden Buddha was so huge that it almost filled his entire spiritual space, making him feel an indescribable oppression.

But this kind of oppression is different from the initial one. It is just pure oppression without any spiritual pollution.

Under this oppression, the light of his soul was constantly being "tempered".

"Senior, will it revive and attack me again?"

Looking at the Immortal Mark of Amitabha Buddha, Kong Xuan's eyes flashed with deep fear. If the goddess had not intervened, he might have been completely converted by her by now.

"No, I have completely severed the connection between it and its original body." said the goddess.

Kong Xuan heard this, and his worries immediately dissipated. He bowed deeply to the goddess and said, "Thank you, senior. I will practice hard and live up to your kindness."

When Kong Xuan looked up again, the blue ocean had disappeared. In the spiritual space, only his spiritual light and the immortal mark of Amitabha Buddha, which was like a dead object, remained.

Although it is a dead object, the immortal mark of Amitabha Buddha brings him a strong pressure all the time, just like the Buzhou Mountain that was transformed after Pangu's fall.

This has advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is as the goddess said, under the oppression of Amitabha Buddha's immortal mark, his spiritual light is constantly being tempered and growing, and his cultivation speed of the mythical Daluo - the thirty-sixth heaven will also increase rapidly.

The nutrients he absorbed from the Goddess's Sea of ​​Dao had already allowed him to reach the third level of the Mythical Daluo - Thirty-six Heavens.

Under the pressure of Amitabha Buddha's Immortal Mark, Kong Xuan felt that he would be able to reach the fourth heaven in about a thousand years.

However, the disadvantages are also obvious. Under the influence of Amitabha Buddha's Immortal Mark, it is difficult for him to fully exert his strength.

outside world.

"Brother, it's been so long, why hasn't he been saved yet?"

Upon hearing this, Jie Yin glanced at Kong Xuan and frowned slightly.

To be honest, this time is indeed quite long. If Amitabha Buddha personally took action, shouldn’t Kong Xuan be saved instantly?

But now several hours have passed, and even the battle outside is about to end.

"Senior brother, does that mean that the salvation has failed?" Zhunti asked again.

"impossible."

Jie Yin shook his head and looked at Zhunti: "Amitabha is the incarnation of Tao, the origin of Tao, and the ultimate of Tao. It is impossible for a mere Kong Xuan to resist. You have to believe it..."

Jie Yin had absolute faith in Amitabha Buddha. As he said, Amitabha Buddha was the incarnation of Tao. When he faced Amitabha Buddha, it was like a mayfly facing the heaven and earth.

“Master…Master, Senior Brother…”

Kong Xuan suddenly pointed behind Jie Yin and his eyes widened.

Jie Yin was startled and turned around quickly, only to see that Kong Xuan had opened his eyes at some point and was looking at him calmly.

"Master, Senior Brother, has he been saved?" Zhun asked. "I think so!" Jie Yin said uncertainly.

Logically speaking, as the messenger of Amitabha Buddha in this world, if Kong Xuan was converted, he should be able to sense the power of Kong Xuan's faith.

But at this moment, he did not sense the existence of the power of faith in Kong Xuan.

Did it really fail?
No, this is not possible.

"Great."

Zhunti did not notice Jie Yin's strange look. Upon hearing this, he said with excitement, "Brother, I want this Kong Xuan to be my mount."

Thinking of the many times he was defeated by Kong Xuan, Zhunti's expression was slightly distorted: "Kong Xuan, why don't you transform into your true form..."

Before Zhunti could finish his words, he saw Kong Xuan in front of him suddenly disappear, and then he felt a sharp pain in his head.

The pain was unbearable and Zhunti immediately let out screams of pain.

Moreover, Zhunti discovered that he was suppressed by an unknown force, and the magic power in his body was difficult to circulate.

"Brother, save me——"

When Jie Yin saw this, his face changed drastically and he rushed forward without any hesitation.

The next moment, screams also came from Jie Yin's mouth.

At this moment, in the corner of the fairy palace, the corners of Minghe Minghe's eyes twitched.

What did he see? Jie Yin and Zhunti being beaten?

Although he also despised the character of Jie Yin and Zhunti in his heart, he could not deny that they were very powerful.

After all, if they were not strong, they would have died countless times based on what they had done.

Minghe was filled with shock, he could never have imagined that Kong Xuan was so powerful that he could beat Jie Yin and Zhunti without any chance of fighting back.

He secretly thanked his luck in his heart that he did not provoke this person.

A quarter of an hour later, Kong Xuan stopped, looked at Jie Yin and Zhunti, who were covered in bruises, and nodded, "Perfect."

At this moment, the shape of Jie Yin and Zhunti's heads was similar to that of the Buddhas of later generations, but their faces had already been distorted by pain.

At the same time, the battle outside ended.

As expected, Dong Wanggong's side was defeated.

It is impossible for Laozi and others to really fight for Dong Wanggong and Zuwu, and in terms of combat power, Hunyuan Jinxian at the same level is stronger than Quasi-saint.

Dong Wanggong was in a miserable state at this moment. He was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Today, he should have been showing off his prowess in front of others, full of vigor and vitality, but at this moment, he was only one step away from death.

"No, I am the leader of the Immortal Clan appointed by Daozu himself. I cannot die. Yes, there is also Daozu..."

Dong Wanggong looked at Dijiang and said, "I established the Immortal Clan under the order of Daozu. You cannot kill me."

Di Jiang frowned slightly when he heard this. The reason why he did not kill Dong Wanggong immediately was indeed because of this concern.

"Hmph! What's the point of saying all this? You're almost dead, and Daozu hasn't shown up to save you. Brother, in my opinion, you should just kill him directly!" Zhu Rong snorted coldly.

"No, don't kill me. I am willing to lead the immortal race out of the prehistoric continent."

There was a flash of fear in Dong Wanggong's eyes. He felt a strong murderous intent from Zhu Rong. He understood that Zhu Rong was not just talking, but really wanted to kill him.

(End of this chapter)