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"The strength of the Clay Buddha is far from being a part of the younger generation. We can understand it, if our royal father did not rule a hundred countries and establish a dynasty, then Buddhism would have already been led by this person. In fact, the birth of royal father did indeed break many of the cycles of fate. In the old days, this should not be the case. " The eighteenth brother continued speaking while Hong Yu listened quietly.

"Brother Eighteen, what is destiny?" Hong Yu secretly pondered over his words and could not help but ask.

"Heaven's Secrets is the law of constancy. Since ancient times, people have all died due to sickness or sickness. Although the person himself doesn't know the specifics, it has already been predestined. This is Heaven's Secrets, it is also fate." Plants withered and flourished, the sun and moon tide tides, the mountains flowed, even the dynasties rose and fell, Yin and Yang repeated themselves and circulated endlessly. These were all aspects of Destiny's Fate. Of course, the Heavenly Mystery would not be so simple. Sometimes, it would also experience some deviation, but generally speaking, it has always been lost in a delicate balance. " The eighteen princes, Hong Tian Fu said, "Dozens of years ago, when the Evil Gods were born in troubled times, they secretly manipulated the barbarians to invade and bring chaos to the world. Before the dynasty fell, thirty-six paths were used against the king, and seventy-two were filled with smoke and dust. In the deductions of many of the external sects and Evil Gods, in the deductions of many of the external sects and Evil Gods, the savior of all those years ago, the son of the Heaven's Mandate, was a clay Buddha. In the end, the savior would receive the Crest of Heaven's Mandate, defeat the Evil Gods, succeed in preaching a religion, and establish a land of eternal sands on the continent. But then, something changed in the Heavenly Mystery. As for the specifics, you and I know them right now. "

"Brother Eighteen still hasn't said what do you need from me?" Hong Yu also didn't want to go too far into the topic. Although he was curious about the secret message decades ago, he wasn't in the mood to listen now.

"Father talked to me alone yesterday." I was confused by what I heard, but I didn't quite understand it. He mentioned you, saying that I'm your brother, that you're your brother, that your brother is friendly and friendly, that's why you're so kind, and that's why we brothers have to get along so much, so I came today. Actually, my purpose in coming was very simple, and I wanted to try out your martial arts, thirty-sixth brother.

When brothers work together, their sharpness can break gold." "As he thought of many of the things Emperor Hongwu had said to him, he felt more and more as if he was wrapped up by a pair of invisible hands. His hibernation, his rise, his stunning feat … these were all not coincidences, but rather things that someone had purposely arranged for him …

"Alright, Brother Eighteen, come on!" He looked at the Hongtian Talisman, and in his heart, a wave of fighting spirit surged out. He had just broken through to the third level of the Divine Stash, and was just worrying about not being able to practice and assess his combat strength, and now, a great opportunity had come. He truly wanted to see just how strong the Hongtian Talisman, which was evaluated as' interesting 'by the Buddhist Clay Buddha.

"Don't worry, Brother Thirty-Six. I won't bully the weak and bully the weak. When I fight with you, I will suppress my strength to the same level as you. Only then will I be fair and be able to observe your level!" His aura fluctuated between strong and weak as if he made some sort of adjustment, suppressing his own strength with some kind of secret technique. He was merely at the third level of the Divine Stash realm, the level of the Elephant Qi Realm.

However, in Hong Yu's eyes, although the other party's realm had been suppressed and his cultivation had become weaker, his aura had become even more intense and unrestrained. It was as if a sleeping lion had awoken, and as he howled, an overlord's domineering aura swept out, treating all heroes of the world as nothing in the world. This kind of aura was something that he had never seen before with any other princes, even his second brother Hong, who supported the heavens, or even his seventh, eighth and fourteenth brother.

"Make your move." He stood alone, seeming to form a giant magnetic field with his body. He was the center of the magnetic field, enveloping the entire garden. Countless amounts of spiritual energy gathered in the air, forming a giant vortex that entered his body.

The Immortal's sword was unsheathed, and with his current cultivation, he could not execute this move. It was as if the heavens were being destroyed, and countless strands of sword energy slashed at the body of the 18th prince, Hong Tiantong.

"Too slow!"

Clang!

His palm was completely numb, and before he even realized what had happened, the Immortal Sword had slipped out of his hand and was sent flying, while he himself was sent flying by the endless tide-like Supreme Qi. He flew backwards, and his body directly smashed into the pillar in the pavilion.

Crash! *

The pillars were destroyed, the pavilion collapsed, and turned into ruins. Hong Yu climbed out of the ruins, his body in a sorry state as it was submerged in dust.

He was completely stupefied. Just as he came back to his senses, he saw that Brother Eighteen was still standing on the spot. His clothes were fluttering in the wind without the slightest movement. He was extremely indifferent, as if he had not moved at all.

"It's that terrifying?!" Hong Yu immediately realized that his eighteenth brother's martial arts were absolutely unfathomable and his foundation was terrifying. Even if he used some kind of secret technique to suppress his strength to the same level as him, his martial arts, astral qi, and even his experience in killing, his consciousness was far from being able to compare to his. He was completely suppressed in every aspect. His left hand was like a cannonball as he punched out three times in a row. It was the Great Martial Punch, the Son of Heaven sitting on the golden Chimera, the Stable Spring and Autumn, the State of Jiang Shan, and the Three Fists Intent as one.

His martial arts were now a hundred times more powerful than before, and even the power of Hongwu's long fist was greatly boosted. The roiling Aura within his body flowed out like a river from his body, like a torrent. One could faintly hear the roaring sound of dragons and tigers coming from his dantian's Qi Sea, as if he was no longer a human but a godly dragon.

The most fundamental difference between the third stage and the second stage of the 'Spirit Storage' realm was the liquefaction of the Supreme Qi, which was a fundamental change in nature. Originally, the Qi Sea of the Dantian and many other acupoints would have the flow of the Supreme Qi, which would turn into liquid and the quality of the liquid would be several times higher than before.

Once they broke through this realm, it would represent a person's martial cultivation once again. A person at the second level of the Spirit Treasure realm, a person at the military qi realm, and a warrior at the third level of the "Elephant Qi" realm were simply figures from two different worlds.

The martial arts of this world were originally developed by the ancient natives from watching the battles on the battlefield as well as the various hunting and fighting wild beasts. Once one reached the third level of the Divine Vault, they could transform their own astral energy into a tiger, leopard, dragon and serpent … All sorts of extraordinary qi images caused the power of all kinds of martial arts to increase a hundredfold.

Not only that, but his right hand began to change as he formed a strange fist seal. Immediately, the speed at which the Astral Energy in his body circulated within his body increased by more than ten times. With a leap, he arrived in the air, circulating his Astral Energy and floating in the air.

Swish!

Behind him, a pair of large wings appeared, completely condensed from aura energy. The feathers on them were extremely vivid and lifelike, like the wings of an angel, emitting a sacred light, causing him to shine like a battle angel, as if the glory of the gods was being spread to every corner of the world.

These wings were holy, deep, and pure to the extreme. They seemed to be the brightest existence in all the heavens, and on the pure white wings, runes flowed out, along with many blurry figures that seemed like deities or fairies. As the wings spread out, they gave off a noble and graceful aura, and with the wings as the center, the garden, and the three hundred zhang area around it were completely enveloped in holy light.

These wings were like the wings of a crane, like the blade of a sky, like the wings of a phoenix, they possessed a perfect arc, filled with holiness, vastness, and an incomparably mysterious aura. However, they were not harmless, and instead seemed to possess an incomparably terrifying killing strength.

An expert at the third level of the Astral Qi would be able to condense the Astral Qi into wings and greatly increase their speed of escape. They would be able to completely break through the sound barrier and attain the special ability of 'Two Realms without a gap'. He condensed the astral energy into the "devil wings", as if he had transformed into a devil god. However, the "devil wings", when compared to the pure white wings on Hong Yu's back, were completely different in nature. This "angel wings" was formed by a peerless technique among billions of Golden Spear Divine Arts, and it was incomparably grand and profound, far beyond what ordinary martial arts could compare to.

Hong Yu stood in the middle of the air as he punched out a fist art. His tall and big body was like a god of war as the golden flames in his eyes shot out. He activated his main eye and stared straight at the 18th prince's Hongtian Talisman, capturing even the slightest movement of his body.

Swish!

The wings on Hong Yu's back flickered as he instantly arrived in front of the Hongtian Talisman from a crafty angle.

His wings were like blades, his fists were like artillery shells, and countless astral energy, sword energy, and wind were swirling around his fists. They were like a hurricane as they erupted one after another, drowning Old Eighteen within.

Boom! *

Another loud sound rang out!

Hong Yu was still not able to see clearly that he was once again sent flying. His opponent seemed to be carrying some kind of unfathomable secret technique, and the speed of his movement was actually able to escape the observation of the main eye. In the blink of an eye, he made a move against his enemy, and in a single move, he was sent flying again!

He was once again sent flying, the pair of wings behind his back blasted out a huge hole, and on the ground, a huge hole appeared, but he was not injured. He circulated the astral energy in his body, and the wings on his back appeared again, fully recovered. This kind of attack would not cause any damage to his wings, but it would not harm his source energy. It would be much more difficult than killing him, because the control of this kind of force was so light that it could easily break all the changes in his technique, easily destroying the enemy with a single strike.

Other than that, what caused Hong Yu to be shocked was that the other party was actually able to do such a thing without even using his Supreme Force. It was simply frightening to the extreme.

Was he even human?

"Hong Wu Long Fist, Three Fist Aura in One?" And your wings are extraordinary. "However, even though you only have this little bit of skill, it's still very limited. Bring out your true abilities and let me have a good look!" The 18th elder, Hong Tian Fu, was still standing in his original spot. His clothes were spotlessly clean, and he looked extremely pristine and indifferent.

"Again!" Hong Yu didn't believe it. He was defeated without being able to see it clearly. No matter how big the gap between the two of them was, the other party had suppressed his cultivation realm to be at the same level as himself. Even if he lost, he had to try again.

It was too depressing to admit defeat just like that.

He attacked time and time again, but was sent flying again and again. Other than the killing move of the gods, Dusk, as well as the ultimate art of controlling the smelting furnace and the War God's Spear, almost all of his efforts were useless. Even the opponent didn't have the time to use the astral energy.

Every time he rushed to Old Eighteen's side, even if his speed broke the sound barrier and reached the speed of sound, it was still impossible for him to avoid being hit. His body was sent flying backwards, and he had no idea how he was defeated.

Why is there such a big difference? I originally thought that with my current physical strength, 500 ancient golden spears in my body would have a total of 500,000jin of strength. In addition to the energy from the Pre-Heavenly Dipper Sword, martial arts, and the increase in speed, a single fist would be able to raze even a small hill, and even a fourth or even fifth stage Divine Stash expert would be able to do it. Even a sixth stage Divine Stash expert would not be completely powerless to retaliate against me unless they met a seventh stage Divine Stash expert whose soul had begun to interfere with reality. "Now it would seem that I used to be a frog in a well, watching the sky while River Earl peeped into the sea …

Only after Hong Yu was sent flying dozens of times did he finally understand that the difference between him and Old Eighteen was extremely huge. It was like the difference between a child and an adult brute.

He was beginning to doubt life!

"It doesn't matter even if you use your weapon, or even armor to protect yourself, if you use all of your techniques." The Eighteenth Elder Hong Tian Fu waved his hand.