Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 185 Buddhist Supernatural Powers

In an instant, with the shadow of the virtual dragon wrapped around his hands, he struck out a berserk dragon fist.

Feeling the power of his punch, Monk Wukong's heart jumped suddenly, but the next moment, he saw Buddhist scriptures continuously appearing in his palm, as if incorporating the power of a Buddhist scripture, and struck out a palm that suppressed all directions.

boom! !The two held on to the gourd with one hand, and struck out a powerful attack with the other. In an instant, the entire hall suddenly exploded, and the wind blew violently, attacking the monks in all directions.

Boom!Unable to bear the power of their blow, the lobby continued to rumble, the ground shook for a while, and under the shocked eyes of everyone, it began to collapse inch by inch, as if to bury them alive.

"No! Run away!" Everyone shouted in horror.

I thought I would take this opportunity to witness the two fierce men who have risen recently and see who is stronger and who is weaker, but I didn't expect that the remaining power of the opponent's fight made them feel terrified.

"The strength of these two people is beyond our peers!" Someone was running away, thinking in his heart, and his face was full of bitterness.

This feeling is very bad. He is also a well-known genius monk himself, and he was originally arrogant, but here he found that his talent that he thought was extraordinary was just like an ant in front of these two people.

This hit him too hard.

At the center of the storm, the palms of Wentian and Wukong were still clinging together, their faces flushed with anger, as if they wanted to suppress each other with a single palm.

However, the strength of the two seemed to be evenly matched, and they fell into a stalemate for a while.

"Damn it, how can this nameless boy's body be so strong?" Monk Wukong roared in his heart.

At the same time, Wentian also roared in his heart: "What about the body training technique of Buddhism? Among my peers, I, Lin Wentian, am not afraid of anyone."

boom! !The aura of the two of them soared even more rapidly, as if they couldn't suppress each other with one palm, which was a great shame for the two of them.

"Crack!" The moment the two of them burst out with all their strength, the gourd seemed unable to bear their enormous force, and it shattered with a crack.

Immediately, nine beams of light shot out from the gourd, and instantly filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

In an instant, the expressions of the two changed drastically.

"Damn it! That's Buddha's elixir." Monk Wukong yelled angrily, his expression livid.

With a bang, the palms of the two shook with all their strength, and their bodies separated in an instant. Monk Wukong shot quickly and grabbed the shot pill.

"Breaking Spirit Pill!" Wentian's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were filled with fire, and he reacted quickly, a strong suction force emanated from his palm, sucking the broken spirit pill that was shot out.

The Spirit Breaking Pill, as its name suggests, is used to break spirits. If a monk at the initial stage of spiritual transformation takes one, he will break through to the middle stage of spiritual transformation in that instant.

In his previous life, he had taken quite a few spirit-breaking pills, so he could easily recognize this spirit-breaking pill once it came out.

Looking at the breaking spirit pills in front of him, he was instantly ecstatic. As long as he got these breaking spirit pills, he believed that he would break through to the late stage of spirit transformation in a short time.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed suddenly, and the suction in his hand became stronger immediately.

"Whoosh whoosh!!"

Under his suction, he saw four breaking spirit pills shooting towards him rapidly.

At that moment, his expression was overjoyed, and he held the four broken spirit pills in his hand.

Um?His expression changed, and at the same time, he found that the Wukong monk had also received four broken spirit pills.

"Damn boy, quickly hand over my elixir." Seeing that Wentian had collected four pills, Monk Wukong was furious and gritted his teeth.

However, Wentian didn't pay attention to the monk, his eyes were closed, his figure quickly rushed out, and went straight to the ninth Poison Pill that was rushing towards the distance.

There are nine breaking spirit pills in the gourd, here he and the other party each got four, and the remaining one flew away into the distance.

Monk Wukong's expression changed drastically, and he roared in his heart: "Damn it, damn it, this is all my Buddha's."

Bang!His figure rushed like a flash of light.

Seeing that he was about to catch up to the last Po Ling Pill, Wentian's face was filled with excitement, and he stretched out his right hand to grab the Po Ling Pill that flew away.

But at this moment, a golden light came from behind, and immediately, a monk with a furious expression appeared.

"Boy, stop quickly, it belongs to my Buddha." He shouted angrily.

Just seeing the Po Ling Pill close in front of his eyes, Wen Tian was so excited that he didn't take his words to heart at all.

Seeing this, Monk Wukong's small eyes suddenly opened angrily, and were faintly bloodshot. In an instant, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

"Roar……"

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came out of his mouth.

Boom!Under his roar, the entire void exploded completely, as if it was about to collapse because it couldn't bear the power of the roar.

"Om!" Wen Tian was even more yelled, his head buzzed, he felt dizzy, and blood oozes faintly between his ears.

"Buddhist supernatural powers, golden lion roar?"

When he came back to his senses, his expression was extremely horrified, but there was a storm in his heart.

I have heard for a long time that Buddhists have a lot of means, and ordinary monks can match them, but I never thought that the monk in front of me has such monstrous power.

Suddenly, his heart became heavy.

"call!"

Just when he was in a daze, Monk Wukong opened his mouth and sucked it in, like a whale sucking water, directly sucked the Poison Pill into his mouth.

After that, he showed even more complacent expression, looking down at Wentian with disdainful eyes.

"Damn bald donkey!" Responding, Wentian roared in his heart, his face turned ashen, if his eyes could kill, he might have killed Monk Wukong many times.

He has calculated thousands of times, but he has never calculated that the damned monk in front of him can actually have the legendary Buddhist supernatural power, the Golden Lion Roar, which is a supernatural power that only the core disciples of the Buddhist sect can cultivate.

"Could this person be a core disciple in the Buddhist sect?" There was a flicker in his eyes, and he clenched his hands into fists, his veins bulging, showing faint signs of making a move.

Boom! !Suddenly, the whole world shook completely, and a vortex appeared under the shattered earth.

"What? Could this be the entrance through the fifth floor?" Not far away, someone exclaimed when they saw this astonishing scene.

"The inheritance of Daozi! It belongs to me!" Someone roared wildly in an instant, and with a bang, his figure rushed into the vortex like a shell.

"Come on! If you get the position of Daozi, you can get Qinglian, and if you get Qinglian, you can get Chiyue."

When everyone thought of this sentence, the whole person became excited instantly, like a fighting rooster.

Fluffy! !In just this instant, many monks rushed into the vortex one after another, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, the mountains and rivers meet each other, the Buddha will take a step first." Monk Wukong shouted.

With a chirp, his figure froze, turning into a beam of light and rushing into the vortex.

"Daozi inheritance?"

Wentian frowned, but he didn't hesitate for long, he galloped, and rushed into the vortex in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)