Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

The moment this pure golden light wheel vision appeared, the hundreds of thousands of people suppressed by the bloody hands in the vast area outside Washington, suddenly felt relaxed physically and mentally, like fish struggling to breathe on the shore for a long time, re-entering the water. Breathing, there is a sense of gratitude for the rest of the life in the whole body.

Like a ray of dawn in the dark, a glimmer of hope in despair.

Not only that, the bloody bone hand is so powerful, although it is a hundred steps away from Han Pu, it is only a moment away from the horizon, and when it is about to touch Han Pu, who is wrapped in a pure golden light wheel, between heaven and earth, that Inside the pure golden light wheel, strange syllable characters appeared again:
"Nangmasti, Svasti, Suxi, Siddikara, Rayagyuyan, Sanmasti, Ajamasti, Savaha!"

This syllable was weird and very awkward, but it was extremely clear, and it was clearly imprinted in the ears of hundreds of thousands of people. Everyone's will became steel, tenacious and unyielding, brave and fearless, and seemed to be able to subdue all evil spirits and heretics.

In the heart, in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, it seems that there is a holy monk with profound Dharma, explaining the scriptures for them, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and blessing their cultivation.

Of course, what makes everyone even more weird is that the lingering sound of the chanting sound is accompanied by a very clear and melodious, high-spirited dragon chant reverberation, which makes the golden flowers and golden lotuses in the void collude with each other from beginning to end. Take the shape of Tianlong Bodhisattva and change the celestial environment.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, it evolved into a holy monk who transformed into a dragon and soared into the heavens, a miraculous scene that will never be forgotten.

It almost made everyone think that the real Buddha came to the world, otherwise why would he have such great power?
The people were even more stunned, and what amazed them was that every time a word was uttered by the sound of dragon chanting, the pure golden light wheel in the void would split into a word and turn into a majestic real dragon flying towards the extending body. Bloody Skeleton Hand.

When the dragon entered between the bone hands, it danced like a sledgehammer, and the smashing bone hands clanged.

One word, one dragon, one dragon, one word, accompanied by continuous thumping into the bloody bone hand, which originated from the residual move of the peerless master of hell, the bloody bone hand gradually shrank like a retrospective, Those who were beaten kept turning upside down and retreated into the eyebrows of the envoy of the hell king.

The fine cracks that had been cracked by the envoy of the hell king returned to their original appearance after the disappearance of the peerless grandmaster's ineffective move, without any scars, clean and tidy.

It's just that he felt as if he had been hit by some kind of invisible blow, he thumped his head and backed up a few steps, his eyes were flushed, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, then his complexion was as pale as white paper, and his breath was already inaudible.

The pure gold light wheel surrounding Han Pu's body, as well as the sound of various dragons chanting Buddhist scriptures, after repelling the bloody skeleton hand, they seemed to have fulfilled their mission and disappeared without a trace.

To be precise, it was not dissipated, but integrated into Han Pu's body, recuperating his injuries, quickly making up for the lack of energy and blood just now, and on the contrary becoming more diligent.

All of a sudden, after going through the whole process, seeing two peerless powerhouses fighting against nearly a thousand people in the air, it feels like a dream, a feeling of mist.

I just thought that what I saw just now, what I saw was just an illusion, not reality.

However, the blood-weeping eyes and ferocious face of the Hell Dao King's envoy, as well as the fact that Han Pu's body was soaked in blood mist, diffused the fragrance, and even many strong men were injured by the bloody bone mobile phone, told everyone present that Not a dream, not an illusion, but a definite reality, real!

This is martial arts, this is supernatural powers, this is the peerless and invincible master of the age!
All of a sudden, outside the huge Washington, nearly a thousand people were completely silent, and even their breathing could be heard clearly.

The hundreds of soldiers of the Meng Family's Yangwu Army are fine, they have been honed for a period of time, and their minds are firm, but more martial arts and casual people who are watching have flushed faces, longing, and longing.

In everyone's minds, the scene just like a myth and legend was played back all the time. The bloody bone hands spread out from the eyebrows of the people, and they had the ability to cover the sky and block the sun, but they chanted for the golden dragon around Han Pu. The sound of Jing forced him to retreat.

Such martial arts are close to supernatural powers, beyond the imagination of warriors like them.

Even if you spend your whole life, life after life, you may not be able to practice such unrivaled martial arts.

It is their luck and their sorrow to see such miraculous skills.

Especially Zhu Kuan, Tu Liang, and the congenital priests of the Meng family, they surrounded the Hell Dao King's envoy, and they were relatively close to the king's envoy, so they naturally understood more clearly that the dominance and power of the bloody bone hand was simply Not what they could have imagined.

Just a ray of energy emitted by this bone hand can suppress them immobile, and even injure their internal organs. If you really want to kill them, it will take no effort.

On the other hand, Dragon Yin and chanting were able to force that peerless grandmaster to retreat in full view, which is also a peak of genius, at least it is beyond the comprehension and comprehension of these innate powerhouses.

Of course, this added to everyone's confidence. There is no doubt that this time they fought across the air, they were still the gods in their hearts. The Dragon King of Beimeng was superior, repelling the opponent of the peerless master of hell, and won to the end.

From this point of view, isn't the choice of oneself and others the correct decision?

There is a saying that if you stick to the tail of a horse, you will travel thousands of miles, and if you climb Honghe, you will fly all over the world.

These people have limited aptitude and lack of potential. Only by following an unrivaled hero, a hero who lives in the world, can they have the opportunity to climb another peak and see another scenery.

Unlike the masters of the Meng family camp, the faces of the people on the hell road are bleak.

Whether it was the envoy of the king of hell who was almost dead due to backlash, or the strong woman who was captured alive by Han Pu with superb martial arts, or Hua Zizai, who was a model of understanding current affairs and was captured without a fight, all of them felt a sense of being shaken in their faith. .

No matter what the three of them thought in their hearts, whether they had any selfish thoughts, there was a consensus.

My own hell way master is a peerless powerhouse, and so is the master realm.

Just as inborn beings are divided into three, six, and nine classes, the same is true for grand masters. The master of hell is the super class above that class, standing above the nine heavens, overlooking all living beings, including the masters recognized by many people.

For example, the hell Dao master who died in the hands of Meng Jizu, or the heartless Taoist Wu Huai'en who was captured alive by Meng Zhao.

In the minds of these three disciples of the hell way, compared with the master of the hell way, it is no different from a horse than a unicorn, and there is a huge gap.

Therefore, they also reverence from the bottom of their hearts, admiring the Lord of Hell.

The invincible image of the opponent is deeply imprinted in my heart.

But today, the invincible and invincible hell master in their hearts seems to have met an opponent, and he is no longer invincible.

Their eyes are sharp and they can see clearly.

The Taoist Master of the Hell Dao left a back hand on Wang Shishi, and Meng Zhao also left a back hand on Han Pu.

But no matter how you look at it, Meng Zhao's performance must be above that of the master of hell.