Step by step from Yuanhua.

The Buddha's light behind him is constantly transforming:

Horse king, fish king, ape king, snake king......

Vedic Phase, Vajra Phase, Arhat Phase, Bodhisattva Image, Heavenly Venerable Phase......

Thirty-six flashes flashed behind him.

Under the shocked gaze of countless people, he transformed into the image of the Buddha. And this huge Buddha appearance, with a faint smile on his face, is exactly the same as Cong Yuanhua, as if with a posture of grasping everything in the world.

"Old Demon Yang, the poor monk has heard of your name for a long time. Now that I see you, not only are you a rare genius in the mortal world for a thousand years, but there are not many people in the martial arts world who can compare with you!"

"Your body is not inferior to the body of the 'Green Jade Glazed Bodhisattva' cultivated by the poor monk. Your strength is even stronger than the 'Donkey Kong Divine Power' cultivated by the poor monks. Your internal strength is stronger than the cultivation of the poor monk Zifu in the early days. ”

From Yuanhua's long sleeves, the Buddha light behind him slowly fell.

The Buddha was almost one with him at this moment.

At this moment, he is the Buddha, and the Buddha is him. Behind him, a round of red Buddha light was slowly revealed, like a newborn rising sun. The monk's robe and skin are covered with a faint layer of glass light at this moment, and the whole person seems to be cast from glass, full of gold and jade.

Although he was pointed out by Yang Mucheng, there was no trace of gloom on his face, but his gaze was even worse:

"It's a pity that the poor monk still wants to kill you!"

"Really?"

Yang Mucheng sneered.

He lowered his eyes slowly, and the huge demon god behind him was also slowly shrinking at this moment. Due to the increase in telekinesis, Yang Mucheng's comprehension of this demon god sacrifice was also much more profound. The first form is the Demon God Appearance, and the second form is the Demon God Possession.

The body of the demon god shook, turning into thousands of wisps of black mist, surging towards the 108,000 pores on Yang Mucheng's body, and disappeared.

And at the same time.

Yang Mucheng seemed to have a round of black sun rising behind him, which was exactly the opposite of the Buddha's light red sun behind Yuanhua, this round of black sun seemed to be transformed by a black hole, as if it swallowed up all the light. A black mist, like a soaring demonic aura, rose from Yang Mucheng's body.

"Old Demon Yang, you really fell into the demon! I don't know how many people you killed to achieve the magic skills you have today!"

Seeing this scene, Cong Yuanhua clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse.

"I hate you monks the most, open your mouth and close your mouth full of truths. Whether I'm in the devil or not, it's not up to you. Yang Mucheng snorted coldly and asked rhetorically, "You dare to say that you haven't killed anyone?"

From Yuanhua was stunned.

The blood under his hands is not much less than that of Yang Mucheng.

When the battle between good and evil.

He once led many outer disciples to enter the evil sect, and the number of sects slaughtered was no less than hundreds.

"Those people are evil people!" said from Yuan Hua's righteous words.

"Yes, in my eyes, aren't you evil people? Gale Tiger King Sect oppressed my Great Qianhuang Dynasty and slaughtered my people. Your juniors and disciples helped to abuse me, and they didn't distinguish between good and bad, and they entangled a group of people to assassinate me in the Flying Star Fish Dragon Sect. Now, you're here to kill me again! What's the difference between you and the evil people?" Yang Mucheng sneered.

"This ......"

For a while, Cong Yuanhua was speechless.

But I heard Yang Mucheng continue:

"Kill and kill, don't make yourself flawless, like Our Lady of the White Lotus. ”

"Since you have come to kill me, you have committed a capital crime. Don't worry, I killed you today, and I will level your sect in the future. lest after killing you, in the future, your master and ancestor will come to me one by one to seek revenge. ”

"But before I can do that, I'll have to kill him first!"

Yang Mucheng's eyes turned.

Yan Lao Liu took Lu Yao'er and threatened him in person. This has already touched his reverse scales, that is, there is the emperor Lao Tzu to protect Yan Lao Liu, and Yan Lao Liu can't live.

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, Yang Mucheng stepped out.

This moment.

His speed was hundreds of times faster than before, even from Yuanhua, he only saw a monstrous demon shadow passing through his pupils, and then Yang Mucheng came to Yan Lao Liu's body, and at the same time, this shock slapped away with a palm, and gently imprinted on Yan Lao Liu's chest.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound sounded, Yan Lao Liu's body trembled, and a palm print immediately sunk in front of his chest, and a terrifying bulge immediately surged out in the corresponding position behind his back.

"Puff~"

It was as if the brocade was torn, and the sound of the balloon exploding sounded. Yan Lao Liu's back exploded violently, and countless blood, accompanied by the shattered internal organs, turned into a blood arrow that poured out from behind him, and shot out fiercely!

And Yan Lao Liu fell softly on the spot, no longer alive.

"Old Demon Yang!"

Cong Yuanhua's face was cold, his fists were clenched, and his muscles were tense. The red sun Buddha light behind him suddenly burst out, and pieces of red Buddha light seemed to condense into substance, blasting the surrounding earth into terrifying mottled bursts.

"He's damned!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly. "There has never been a person who has been able to survive after threatening me!"

When Yang Mucheng said this, he was righteous all his life.

On the other hand, Cong Yuanhua is full of murderous opportunities, like a Shura ghost.

The sects in the distance looked at this scene, and only felt that the situation was reversed.

"This little monk is so powerful!"

Zhu Zhengyi covered his chest.

His chest was smashed by the shattered furnace, and even his ribs and collarbone were broken. "I don't know what sect he belongs to!"

"yes!"

Everyone was shocked.

With just a casual blow, they all were repulsed, leaving them powerless to fight again!

"I don't know if the alliance leader can compete with him!" Jia Xiu said worriedly.

At this moment, everyone fell silent.

No doubt.

This is from Yuanhua, which is also a genius qualification. Moreover, the kung fu of refining the body has reached the extreme, and it is many times stronger than the golden armor god they encountered before. Although, when Yang Mucheng faced the Golden Armor Divine General, he was only in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and at this moment, he had already reached the peak of the Yuan Infant.

But for this Cong Yuanhua, everyone is still worried.

"He must be a member of the fifth-line sect!" Ni Pengqi narrowed his eyes and stared at Cong Yuanhua deadly.

"Boom!"

At this time, Cong Yuanhua finally made a move.

"Old Demon Yang, you killed my junior brother, and you still dare to hold your own righteous path. Today, I'm going to slay the Demon Guardian Dao!"

He let out a deep sigh and grabbed the void with both hands. Suddenly, between heaven and earth, the aura came like a tide, boiling and gathering, and the aura within a radius of several miles was directly evacuated at this moment, and instantly condensed into a long monk's stick.

The monk's stick was hundreds of zhang long, and it was held in Yuanhua's hand, and when it was formed, it was smashed directly downward. The power of this stick seems to have shattered the space, and the smashing is sharp and roaring, just like an Arhat dragon stick!

(End of chapter)