Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 85 Demon Lord
Mingyi Bar in the depths of Fifth Street.

Sing the song, dance the dance.

The people or things around who were venting their desires didn't care about the exoskeleton armor lying on its back on the bar.

The armor was laid out in the shape of "big", and the hollow helmet was stuffed with wine bottles. The overall shape looked like a sculpture of avant-garde art from Emperor Wu's period.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the music playing in the bar, as if it was disturbed by some kind of electronic signal.

The fingers of the armor moved slightly, and a faint red light appeared on the vertical eye in the helmet.

A muffled voice came from it.

"Sister, please slow down, why does I smell the stench of the Yellow Bean Buddha Kingdom?"

The sound of the celestial girl singing and the copper lock knocking on the door collided with each other, and it seemed that invisible sparks exploded in the sky above the Golden Brick Square.

"The sound of breaking the lock, the peak of Xuba?"

In Mu Chi's shocked eyes, Li Jun's scarred body suddenly rose with a fading wild arrogance.

Anger, greed, ignorance, arrogance.
Although the fourfold reflection of the dark fantasy in Li Jun's heart caused him many scars, it also seemed to advance his process of breaking the lock and promotion sequence a lot.

"This is the barrier of knowledge, and then break the barrier?!"

Mu Chi's face became extremely ugly, and a weird feeling emerged in his heart.

He felt like a subdued demon in a movie about Buddhism preaching teachings, and Li Jun was the Buddha who had gone through hardships and finally transformed.

"I"

This terrifying monk of Bailong Temple really wanted to swear at this moment, but was forcibly cut off by the precepts loaded in the intracranial chip.

He was suddenly annoyed why he was sitting in the last illusion.

I thought I could beat the dog in the water, but unexpectedly I bumped into a lion fighting a bear and killed the rising tiger.

But this is not up to Mu Chi to choose, because the 'Huangliang Host' he brought can only support him to build these five layers of illusion.

If he chooses to stand on the sidelines again, he can only watch Li Jun escape from the Buddhist kingdom.

If he returns to reality, he doesn't think he can single out with a warrior of the same sequence.

The hostility in Li Jun's eyes became more and more intense, and his ferocious expression was like a demon lord who had invaded the Buddhist kingdom here.

As soon as his body was in shape, he rushed out like a tiger, leaped across the ravine between him and Mu Chi, his hands were already in motion, his fists were like tigers, and he was stepping on Foshan.

Boom!
Mu Chi didn't dare to think about the complicated thoughts in his heart, he smashed the Vajra pestle in his hand, and his already burly figure swelled up to seven feet in an instant.

The cracked skin revealed a mechanical structure full of scriptures, and the shredded monk's robe was rolled up by the overflowing Buddhist thoughts in the brain, forming a bright red Buddha wheel behind the head.

At the same time, the metal wires connecting the pattern of Vajra subduing demons on his body gradually lit up.

The bionic skin splits to the left and right, revealing a ferocious face with a cold light.

Mu Chi, who instantly changed into a vajra form, picked up the vajra pestle and swept it across his chest, and the sound of the wind swept over him aggressively.

boom!
A fist of flesh and blood collided with the vajra blatantly, and the flesh and blood on the knuckles of Li Jun's left hand burst instantly, exposing the bones covered with cracks.

The flesh is rotten and the bones are cracked. This kind of bone-piercing pain is enough to make ordinary people faint instantly.

But Li Jun's face was still indifferent as usual, his right hand clasped together to form a fist, and the middle finger protruded towards Mu Chi's heart.

With this punch, the flesh on the front of the fist rippled like water waves.

If there is substantial strength, it will advance layer by layer from the waist, along the elbow to the wrist, and then gather on the bony fist bones.

Martial arts? !
Mu Chi's complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly stepped back.

slam
The fist brushed against Mu Chi's waist, and it scraped away a large piece of flesh and blood like a sharp knife, and a lot of precision parts were ripped out from the mechanical body below it, and fell to the ground in a crash.

Until now, Li Jun finally used the Bajiquan Dzogchen to produce a peculiarity.

The Buddha's body was damaged, and the sky in this Buddhist country seemed to have dimmed a bit.

Mu Chi, who has been on the edge of reincarnation and nirvana, finally understands the gap between his vajra body and Li Jun.

He didn't dare to let Li Jun get close anymore, he almost swung a vajra pestle out of his phantom, and then managed to pull a little distance away, and hurriedly pinched out the fearless seal with his left hand.

"Subhuti, as well as the armed monks, the demon monks, and all the heavenly beings and asuras of the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom, when they heard what the Buddha said, they were all very happy, and they believed, accepted and practiced it."

An invisible wave engulfed bursts of Buddha's voice spreading out from the brain machine on the top of Mu Chi's skull, and through the amplification of the Buddha wheel behind his head, it rushed towards Li Jun like a wave.

The fluctuations reached his body, and Li Jun's skin suddenly felt a tingling pain.

But it's just a sting.

The moment the thought of transforming Buddha touched Li Jun's skin, it was like an electric current hit a layer of insulating protective clothing, and it disappeared instantly.

As for the chanting sound that came to his ears, Li Jun didn't understand at all at first.

Just as the subconscious mind was about to continue to think deeply, it was completely washed away by the shaking sound of the copper lock wandering in the blood.

This almost immune defense is the result of the transformation of the golden bell jar and the Qingdi formula into magic.

"Think that hanging a loudspeaker behind your head can cure me? There's a fart for having a loud voice!"

Li Jun smiled disdainfully, his arms and muscles suddenly stretched out, Yue Yuanbu rushed into the gap between the vajra swinging, raised his elbow like a spear, and slammed into Mu Chi's left hand holding the fearless seal.

Snapped!
Mu Chi didn't even have time to care about the five fingers of his left hand twisted into a twist, and hurriedly pulled back the vajra pestle and placed it on the side of his head to block Li Jun's fist.

As soon as the fist and pestle collided, it was like a bell ringing next to the monk's ears, and two clusters of sparks burst out from his ears.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

With one punch to stop the sound, the shirtless martial artist gained power without mercy, and the Bajiquan moves flowed like a torrential rain, enveloping the monk.

In an instant, Mu Chi's whole body was moaning continuously, and almost all the mechanical bones on his chest were broken.

If he hadn't tried his best to protect his head, he might have had his brain removed long ago.

The muffled sound continued, and the sky of the Buddha Kingdom above his head continued to darken.

At this moment, a fear engraved in his genes swept over Mu Chi's heart.

He felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if he had fought against people like Li Jun in countless Nirvana reincarnations.

And almost every time the result is death.

This time I am afraid it will not be an exception.

Mu Chi panicked for a moment, although he had a backup in the main computer of the Buddhist Kingdom in the White Horse Temple, he would not really die.

But after Nirvana from the Buddha Kingdom, if the dharma name of 'Mu Chi' is replaced as a backup, is he still himself?
Is the white horse a horse or not?
On the verge of death, Mu Chi finally erupted with rare blood. His right hand vajra fell to the ground with a clang, and his five fingers suddenly grasped the blowing fist.

On the left arm, the wires that constitute the Vajra Fumo diagram suddenly flowed with blood, and the brilliance converged along the arm to the wrist.

The wrist tipped over, revealing a hole glowing with cold light, which was almost in front of Li Jun!

"Fucking guns?!"

Li Jun's hairs stood on end, and without hesitation for a moment, he pressed the five fingers of his right hand on the muzzle of the gun.

Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, the dazzling white light was fleeting.

Li Jun blocked Mu Chi's desperate fight with the price of one palm.

Pfft!

A hand knife penetrated from the monk's chest with turbulent power ripples, tearing apart various bionic or mechanical structures along the way, almost reaching half of his arm, and grabbing the trembling spine!
The light and shadow suddenly changed, day turned into night, gold bricks turned into muddy water, and the voice of Buddha turned into human voice.

When Li Jun opened his eyes again, in front of him was already a secular street full of neon lights and the smell of alcohol.

(End of this chapter)