Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

Chapter 932
Youdao is a father and son soldier in battle, but there are even more husband and wife who are united in their efforts to cut gold. This battle is really the point of the needle.

One side has two strong attackers, and the other side has an all-around strong attack plus an auxiliary, and the configuration is quite luxurious.

Both Dugumo and Dugujian father and son were very gentlemanly and did not bully the pregnant woman, but specifically focused on Luo Tiancheng.

But Luo Tiancheng is not a vegetarian either, he showed all kinds of difficult gymnastics moves, such as the split horse and so on are all pediatrics.

While dodging the blows of the two super-large Vajra Haotian Hammers, he can also find time to counterattack with his sword.

Qiu Yuxian played the pipa in the back, disturbing the minds of Dugu Mo and his son with sound skills, affecting the display of strength.

During this period of time, Qiu Yuxian also took a lot of time with his second sister Qiu Yuqin. Although he didn't directly learn Tianhao's eight notes tailored for Qiu Yuqin, he used it as a foundation to improve his own vocal skills a lot.

In addition, Dugu Mo and his son's defense is relatively poor in the attack of the void type, which has a great impact on the display of strength, and the accuracy is also reduced a lot.

For a while, the two sides fought vigorously, but only suffered from the mysterious ice layer below.

Even if the hardness of the black ice is comparable to that of black iron, it cannot withstand such a toss.

"Look, I said that BGM background music can improve combat effectiveness. If you add rog special effects, you will be invincible in the world."

Tian Hao watched it with gusto, and once again affirmed the legend that BGM can increase combat effectiveness.

Look at how brave Luo Tiancheng is now, with one enemy and two without losing the wind, and at the age of 50 years old, he has made many difficult moves.

Amazing, amazing!

"Oh, what's the special effect?"

Lin Shuiyao, who was lying on Tian Hao's shoulder in the form of a white pig, was eating melon seeds while watching the play, turned the pig's head and asked, and by the way, put a peeled melon seed kernel into Tian Hao.

I have been listening to Smelly Stone talking about the BGM background music before, but this is the first time I have heard of ROG special effects.

"Well, the golden light of Master Wuke just now can be regarded as a ROG special effect, but the change is too monotonous. It would be perfect if it can be changed into a rainbow, such as this!"

While talking, Tian Hao condensed into a bar of ice, splitting the sunlight into a color spectrum and projecting it on Lin Shuiyao's trotters.

"Can it still be like this?"

Lin Shuiyao had a great time playing with the ice bar, dangling the differentiated colored light strips, like a child who got a new toy.

In this regard, Lin Shuiyao inherited her grandfather Lin Jingyan, who loves to play around and novel things.

"What's the mystery?"

It also condenses an ice bar, Caimo can't understand the mystery inside, why can a single ice bar turn light into colored light?

"The Buddha of the ordinary monk is just an empty frame, and it is not comparable to the Buddha's Dharma of the donor."

It is helpless to say that the image of the Buddha manifested by performing the Tathagata palm before is just condensed with skill.

It is similar to the sword qi and sword qi condensed by skill, the essence is the same, and it is completely different from Tian Hao's vision, which is a thousand miles away.

"The benefactor really doesn't want to go out and join my Buddha..."

Recalling Tian Hao's ever-greater vision of the Buddha, he couldn't help but suggested, but before he finished speaking, he was stared at by a wave of death and swallowed the words behind, with regret on his face.

Tian Hao can be called a living Buddha. If he can join their Buddhism, not to mention promoting Buddhism, at least he can rectify some filthy styles mixed with fame and fortune, and let Buddhism return to purity.

What a pity, what a pity!
"Little monk, why don't you see the little monk Kuchan?"

Grandpa Han's great-grandfather suddenly realized that she hadn't seen Kuchan show up until now. It stands to reason that the young monk should come forward to preside over the first battle of the tomb sect at this time.

"As for Granny Huihan, Master will hand over the first battle of the Tomb Sect to the little monk, and because there have been too many killings in the surrounding area recently, Master needs to sit in the Tianchan Temple."

With a wry smile, he replied without respect.

This senior is too high, a grade higher than his master Kuchan, calling his master a little monk, there is nothing wrong with it.

It's just that this person still has a girlish heart at such an age, so it's nothing more than rejuvenating, and he turned into a girl directly.

At the same time, Kuchan also had something to do. Instead of sitting in Tianchan Temple, he used lightness kung fu to come to a dilapidated temple more than ten miles away from Tianchan Temple.

This is a rather dilapidated temple, most of which have collapsed.

And here is the original Tianchan Temple, the Tianchan Temple established by the ancestor of their Murong family.

It was only with the increasing number of monks in the Tianchan Temple that the surrounding environment could not bear it, so another land was found, and the current magnificent Tianchan Temple was established through bidding.

"Murong Xian knelt down to welcome Uncle Wang!"

Murong Xian, who was wearing a black and gold royal robe, knelt down and knelt down to greet Ku Chan, looking very respectful.

Murong Ye also followed behind and knelt down to greet him. That was his grandpa. It would be worthwhile to kneel down to greet him, let alone the next one...

"Amitabha! There is only bitter meditation here, and there is no king uncle. Don't make a mistake by calling the benefactor!"

After pronouncing the Buddha's name, Ku Chan didn't want to come over, but after all, he came from the Murong family, so he had to come to see him.

"My king asked Uncle Wang to come over and ask for advice on something."

Murong Xian didn't care about Ku Chan's words, he knelt up and told the purpose of coming here this time.

"Knowing too much will only become an annoyance!"

With a sigh, Ku Chan knew what Murong Xian wanted to ask.

"But it's about the wealth and lives of hundreds of members of the Murong family, so I have to ask!"

Murong Xian was resolute and played the emotional card.

Although the Murong family is not prosperous because of the succession of the throne, there are hundreds of people in all the collateral lines.

Sure enough, this emotional card was hard for Ku Chan to refuse, he hesitated, and said: "Benefactor Tian only discussed Buddhism with us in our temple, and did not do other things, and..."

He can't say much, but he can be sure that that person is not interested in the so-called offensive and defensive battles, and he doesn't even pay attention to the Tomb King City.

"And what?"

Murong Xian asked, knowing that this must be a key point.

"Benefactor Tian will not stay with us for a long time, he is just a passerby, I hope the benefactor will not provoke him."

After all, he was born in the Murong family, and Ku Chan didn't want to see the family die because of a foolish decision to provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked.

Although I don't know why Tian Hao didn't kill Murongxian and others in the Tomb King City, but there is no doubt that that person has the strength to wipe out the entire Tomb King City.

In the face of that kind of natural disaster-like power, manpower simply cannot contend.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, for reminding me!"

Murong Xian thanked him again, but at the moment he bowed down, he suddenly became angry, and slapped the dantian of Ku Chan's lower abdomen with his palm, and the pitch-black fire of the underworld surged, enveloping both of them.

Murong Ye, who was on the side, also raged at the same time, and the domineering cold energy of the ancient Hantong burst out, forcibly freezing most of Kuchan's body, making it difficult for him to escape.

"Uncle Wang, for the sake of my Murong family, and for this king's great cause, this king accepts your skill!"

There was a look of grimness on the old man's face, and Murong was ecstatic.

It was just a guess before, he was not completely sure that Kuchan had achieved the True Origin Realm, but he did not expect it to be.

As long as he devoured the true essence of Kuzen, he would be able to forcibly break through to the true essence realm with the help of the Minghuo Divine Art.

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(Murong Xian: Wow ha ha ha... This king is the protagonist with the aura of the protagonist, whoever obeys me prospers and opposes me perishes!

Someone Tian: Wow... This chess piece has finally grown up! )
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