Heavenly Dragon

Under the moon sky, the surrounding fields are in a mess, strong grass blown off by the strong wind, and rocks shattered by the strong wind are everywhere, Wu Wu and Murong Bo are sitting cross-legged, fighting a life-and-death struggle between each other.

The air waves billowed, and Wu Wu's monk robe was blown like a sailcloth, and his whole body swelled up, like an inflated balloon, the air was constantly being filled in, and when it reached a certain limit, it would explode and die died.

At this time, Wu Wu was very grateful that he had cultivated the golden bell cover, one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin, because of this, he was able to quickly spread the true qi that entered the body to the muscles and skin all over the body.

The skin all over his body seemed to be swollen, but there was a faint golden light shining through it. The skin was as tough as a layer of gold-plated cowhide. The more it swelled, the tougher it was, and it would never be broken.

But this kind of situation will also have a certain limit. When Wu Wu's own skin can no longer hold so much true energy, it will be the moment for him to explode and die.

In front of him, Murong Bo's old face was also tightly wrinkled, and the little monk behind him was like a big bag that couldn't be filled, no matter how much he channeled his internal energy, he couldn't burst it, but his own internal energy It was the constant loss, which made Murong Bo even more frightened.

At this moment, he was already on the verge of riding a tiger. He wanted to withdraw his internal strength, but he was also afraid of being attacked from behind. The competition of internal strength was more dangerous than the moves, and no one dared to retreat rashly.

Wu Wu felt that his body was getting more and more swollen, and the zhenqi above his hands was still being transmitted continuously, he knew that this old thief Murong Bo was desperate.

what

He let out a low growl, and the sound wave spread, shaking the surrounding forests, the leaves rustled down, and the roar resounded through the dark night, and all the beasts in the mountains and forests in the four fields were startled.

On Shaoshi Mountain, in the meditation room of Shaolin Temple, many eminent monks suddenly opened their eyes, their faces were horrified, and they all thought: I don't know who this person is, but he has such shocking and profound skills, it is simply unheard of .

And the monks thought again, whether this person appeared in Shaoshi Mountain was an enemy or a friend, and at that moment, three senior Shaolin monks of the Xuan family set out from the temple and galloped towards the direction where the voice came from.

澎

Stamping his foot fiercely, a deep hole was created on the ground, Wu Wu jumped up a distance of four to five feet with Murong Bo, and then fell suddenly, hitting the thick ground below.

Murong Bodeng's complexion changed suddenly, he didn't have time to care about the emptiness behind him, he hurriedly rotated the movement, moving the falling momentum from east to west, bit by bit reducing the force of the impact.

澎

The two fell to the ground at the same time, the void was huge, and the impact force was the heaviest. A deep pit was smashed into the ground in one fell swoop, rocks and dust flew, and dust and smoke piled up.

But Murong Bo's stature is thin and small, and with the effect of the Divine Art of Fighting the Stars, the tendency to fall is greatly reduced, so just a light bump will not cause any damage to a martial arts master like him.

After such a violent impact, and Murong Bo gave up sending his true energy to nothingness in order to protect himself, the two of them separated under this impact.

call

As soon as the two separated, Murong Bo suddenly turned around, and slapped violently with his palm, the wind of the palm was strong, and with a bang, it slapped on Wu Wu's bulging belly.

But it made a muffled sound as if it was being slapped on a huge cowhide drum, and the huge counter-shock force even knocked it backwards.

He had already transferred part of his skill to Wu Wu's body just now, and this palm naturally lacked the force and force it had before, but at this moment, Wu Wu's body is full of true energy, and the magic power of the golden bell cover has been exerted to the extreme. He can hurt with one palm.

At this time, Wu Wu's whole body swelled like a toad, his body was radiant from top to bottom, and his golden god was dazzling. He really looked like a real body of heaven and earth descended from the mortal world, but it was a giant spirit god.

Standing there, he possessed a majesty that towered over the sky and swallowed mountains and rivers. Boom, he swung out a Mysterious Kong Fist and struck towards Murong Bo in front. The fist was huge, exuding a faint golden brilliance, cutting across the night sky.

boom

Murong Bo caught this unparalleled punch with the method of fighting and turning stars, and the ferocious and domineering punch was guided by it and sent to the right. Boom, the vast and turbulent punch hit a rock on the right. superior.

Immediately, the rocks were scattered and scattered, and disappeared without a trace. Murong Bo was also shocked by the huge power, and the rapid air waves made him fall back involuntarily.

Pfft, he spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at nothingness in horror, then raised his head to look at the moon in the sky, it was not long before midnight, he slapped forward with his palm, and the wind of his palm raised a layer of dust sand.

When the dust cleared, he had already leaped more than ten feet away, Wu Wu didn't set out to pursue him, but watched him disappear into the night directly.

Because his condition at this time is also very bad, the energy in his body is turbulent, and he is scurrying around.

Not long after Murong Bo left, there was another rustling sound from the woods on the right side, Xu Wuwu turned his head sharply and saw three Shaolin eminent monks flying towards them using light kung fu.

He didn't want others to know his situation, so he roared immediately, and the air wave rolled forward, shaking the three people who came flying over dizzy, and then pushed forward slowly with his palms, a wave of air was generated again , as if a gust of wind swept out, blowing the three people in front and the surrounding trees upside down.

嗖

After finishing his palm, he immediately turned around and threw himself into the woods beside him. A golden arc of light flashed across, and disappeared into the night sky in a flash.

噗

The three monks who were buried on the ground by the leaves and dust climbed up and spit out the leaves and dust stuffed in their mouths, "Senior brother, who was that person just now, in the end I seemed to only see a flash of golden light " said a monk on the left.

"The last move he used just now is like the Mountain Pushing Palm of this temple. Could it be that he is from this temple?" said a monk on the right.

"This person doesn't seem to have any malice towards us, and I look like he is indeed a monk. His golden light should be the expression of the golden bell cover that has been cultivated to the extreme. His figure is relatively large and burly. Could it be that it is hidden in the temple?" Senior master?" The monk in the middle frowned, "In any case, we must go back and report this matter to Brother Abbot first."

The other two Shaolin monks nodded, and after looking around, the three of them came to the conclusion that this person might be practicing here or had experienced a great battle, and turned back to the temple.

However, after Wu Wu left there, he ran all the way, turning into a golden light flashing in the dark night, he kept running, his body kept getting hot, and white mist evaporated from his head.

In the body, the true qi that has nowhere to vent is bumping around, Wu Wu knows that he must find a way to vent this real qi, otherwise even if he does not die, he will leave irreparable wounds on his meridians, which will affect the future of martial arts. The road creates great obstacles.

bang bang

In Shaoshi Mountain, countless trees were directly hit by it and flew, branches and leaves splashed in all directions, and thick trunks broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

He rushed all the way, he didn't distinguish between east, west, north and south when he ran wildly, he only knew that he kept running, and the trees, mountains and rocks along the way were directly knocked into the air by him, and smashed into powder.

When the impact fell on him, not only did he not feel the slightest pain, but he felt a pleasure to vent, which made him start to hit some huge obstacles intentionally or unintentionally.

bang bang

The huge sound of destruction kept ringing, he was like a destruction machine, constantly crushing everything around him, sweeping everything, sweeping everything.

After hitting like this for a quarter of an hour, he felt that the true qi accumulated in his body had decreased, and the feeling of swelling and pain had also eased. Boom, he once again knocked a huge two-meter-high rock out, knocking out the huge rock in the distance. A tree was crushed to pieces.

what

With a loud roar, his feet stepped on the ground fiercely, and there was a dull sound, the ground shook, many rocks around were shaken and rolled down, and those trees swayed and snapped.

It has subsided somewhat, but his still obese body suddenly shot up like a high-speed artillery shell, rising to a height of about five or six feet. He leaned forward and swooped down, facing the lower side The mountain wall hit the past.

boom

Mountain rocks splashed, dust and smoke rose everywhere, head-sized stones shot out in all directions like cannonballs, bang bang bang, knocked out countless pits on the ground, and the surrounding trees were hit by the stones or maddened by the air waves. Sweeping, all fell down, and the surrounding area was in a mess.

When the dust and smoke cleared, a big hole was exposed on the high mountain wall. In the hazy moonlight, a golden figure could be seen sitting cross-legged in it.

At this moment, his body had returned to its normal size, but the golden light on his body was still shining, and even under the golden skin, one could see squirming vigor, like little bugs swimming around.

Under the control of nothingness, these qi began to slowly penetrate into the nearby acupuncture points, and then flowed into the meridians in the body, and the Yi Jin Jing Kung Fu was activated by him.

But in the small cave created by the impromptu impact, for a while, he hugged his neck with his hands, for a while his head passed through his feet, for a while his waist was bent like a round bow.

This movement is similar to the yoga of the later generations, but it is more complex and more difficult than the yoga of the later generations. Maybe the yoga of the later generations evolved from this, or yoga is a kind of martial arts in India in this era. The method of cultivation.

The energy swimming around began to be slowly tamed by its deep Yi Jin Jing true qi, and slowly melted and engulfed it, and then ran according to the exercise route of Yi Jin Jing, slowly Transformed into Yi Jin Jing Zhen Qi.

boom

Suddenly Wu Wu felt that the zhenqi in his body seemed to have broken through a certain barrier, and suddenly there was a roar in his head, and there was a crash, and the zhenqi in his body rushed down like an absolute stream.

crackling

There was a sound of popping beans from his body, as if the bones were constantly breaking and reorganizing, and the meridians were re-moved and corrected, and adjusted to the most suitable position.