The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 809
The little monk also knew how powerful Luoyang was, so he didn't dare to make too much of it. The eighth stage of Nirvana spread out, and he put on a posture, and the glazed Buddha's light couldn't stop spraying out.

"Oh, spray light, I will too." Luo Yang thought, and laughed evilly, and the brilliant golden light sprayed out like a wave, taller and thicker than what the monk sprayed out.

The little monk glared, thinking that who is better than you? With a sudden force on his feet wearing monk shoes, his whole body rushed towards Luoyang like a glazed arrow.

"Haha, come on."

Luo Yang also rushed out, like a golden dragon, and turned into a golden spear in a blink of an eye, colliding with the glazed arrow on the opposite side.

The double-colored storm erupted suddenly and continued to blow for nine days. The ground here was not as strong as Fengyuntai, and a big crater was directly blown out. The dust was scattered and billowing, like boiling clouds.

The two started a battle in this light, Luoyang's combat power is naturally unmatched, the unity of spirit, energy and spirit can rule the roost in the eightfold Nirvana!
What surprised Luoyang was that the little monk was weaker than Buduguhu and the others. With a set of Vajra Fumo palms, he used a set of vajra crouching palms, and big golden handprints fluttered up and down, greeting Luoyang Kejin.

The two battled for three hundred miles, and they fought more than 1000 times in a blink of an eye, regardless of the outcome, but the little monk has already lost the lottery, and Luoyang's fighting spirit has burst to a peak at this moment!
"I heard that your King Kong Temple has great supernatural powers inherited from the Buddhist King Kong. Show me two tricks?" Luoyang was also happy to see Lie Xin, and asked with a smile.

The King Kong Temple was well-known in the Tang Dynasty. Although it cannot be compared with Qingti Temple, which can rival Chaotian Temple, it is also a real king!
That's right, there is a Buddha king sitting in King Kong Temple!
On the fragmented earth, the little monk in yellow had a red mouth, and he had already exerted all his strength. His eyes were solemn and he said: "As you wish! Demon King Kong!"

He let out a long howl, and the Buddha's light around him was boiling hot like boiling water, and suddenly a hundred-foot-high blue king vajra appeared.

Eyebrows raised, mighty and extraordinary, with a dragon and snake around his waist, divine light on his feet, and a blue magic pestle in his hand!
The little monk in yellow was chanting Buddhist scriptures, and the blue Jiangmo King Kong launched an attack. As soon as the Jiangma pestle was aimed at Luoyang's forehead, it was smashed down.

This pestle was powerful and heavy, and this pestle was thunderous, but Luo Yang didn't care at all. A golden cloud appeared above his head, and his blood roared.

From the clouds, a chaotic mirror appeared, entwined with mist, and the subduing magic pestle fell from the sky and smashed it into pieces, bringing endless streams of Buddhism, the little monk was overjoyed.

But in a blink of an eye, he grinned, because mirrors like the one just now appeared one by one at this moment, there were hundreds of them, and each side was branded with the Chaos God Mark.

Even if King Kong is strong, it will take time to crack them one by one, but Luoyang needs this time.

He stepped on the ground with one foot, and the little monk felt the ground tremble, and saw eight stone pillars appeared in all directions, and there were squatting on them, and thunderbolts turned into thunderbolts, forming a thunder prison!
Legend has it that the mighty Thunder God in the Heavenly Court was in charge of the prison, and the Thunder Prison was set up in the Thunder God Palace to punish those gods who committed chaos. It was extremely powerful and terrifying.

Smoke was rising from the little monk's body, and he could hardly hold on anymore. He shouted loudly for King Kong to come back for help, but countless golden chains flew out and bound King Kong with a clatter.

"Amitabha, we lost this game."

The white-browed monk opened his mouth and rescued his nephew. When the little monk was rescued, his whole body was scorched black, he looked like a burnt tree stump, and his teeth were no longer as sharp as before.

Monk Baimei was also a man of keeping promises, he would keep his word, and he casually threw a Buddhist bead to Luoyang.

Luo Yang got the benefit for nothing and said with a smile: "Is the master still fighting? King Kong Temple really deserves its reputation. Just now, the little master almost beat me, just a little bit!"

The white-browed monk was so angry that he wanted to leave in a hurry, but he had to take the relics away. If he robbed them by force, he could leave at any time, so he had to fight on.

This time it was a middle-aged monk with a shiny bald head. His cultivation was in the tenth heaven of Nirvana, but for the sake of fairness, he still suppressed his cultivation in the eighth heaven of Nirvana under Luoyang's request.

A big battle shocked the hearts of the people. The middle-aged monk tried his best to fight, but he still couldn't suppress Luoyang. The whole radius of a hundred miles was bombed to pieces, and the fierce battle continued.

In the end, the middle-aged monk also displayed his housekeeping skills. A scarlet vajra with two swords on his back appeared, with a tall body, big arms and round waist, dressed in a flaming battle robe, he drew out two swords and chopped down.

The two swords crossed into a cross, and the fire burned the ground. Wherever it passed, the ground split first, and the tumbling soil directly turned into magma, bubbling there.

"Hey, it's so scary? Brother, are you a lamb kebab? By the way, the monk is a vegetarian. Sorry, then you are a coal kiln, right?"

While laughing and joking, Luo Yang also used his housekeeping skills. The Vulcan sword appeared, and silver blood was still flowing on it, and blocked the opponent's double sword with a clang.

In the flame storm, a stalwart Vulcan appeared, stretched out an old fist, and smashed the sword's King Kong's mouth and eyes.

The middle-aged monk was in a mess, vomited blood crazily, and urged King Kong to defend, but was pressed to the ground by the Vulcan and was beaten fatly, and finally smashed to pieces.

After all, the middle-aged monk had a high level of cultivation, and he did not pass out until he exerted a higher strength to hold on, and left bitterly.

The white-browed monk grinned, and then threw a Jiedao to Luoyang, which was inlaid with gold seals and jade, and it was also a powerful magic weapon. Luoyang was very happy to take it in his hand.

"Do you still fight?" Luo Yang asked weakly, looking like he was being good-looking when he got a bargain.

"Hit!" the white-browed monk said angrily, "Amitabha!"

After a cup of tea, a monk with his butt on fire was dragged back by the white-browed monk. The veins on the forehead of the old monk were throbbing, and he threw a powerful weapon to Luoyang again, which was a golden alms bowl.

"I still can't fight..."

"beat!"

Before Luoyang finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone. A chubby monk appeared, and he was ruthless as soon as he made a move. A golden King Kong appeared, holding a hundred-foot-long golden stick, opening and closing, threatening Luoyang.

Naturally, Luo Yang would not be polite to him, and in a blink of an eye, he used his great power of chaos, countless auras of light were like rain, millstones fluttered, and lotus flowers blossomed.

In the end, the King Kong was entangled by ten galaxies, ten thousand acres of lotus flowers were fixed, and thousands of portals fell from the sky, smashing it into powder.

Another eminent monk was defeated, and another powerful weapon was sent out. Monk Baimei almost had the urge to do it himself.

But he doesn't want to use the big to bully the small because of his seniority, and if he can't beat the big to bully the small, his reputation will be ruined!

"I come!"

Another monk came out and immediately fell cross-legged on the ground. A glazed vajra appeared and enveloped him. This is called Fudo vajra, and its defense power is astonishing!
Those monks are very confident in the Fudo Vajra Method. Although the attack power is a bit weaker, the defense power is not just for fun.

"Turtle shell, cut through you!"

Luoyang quacked with a strange laugh, and immediately unleashed the supernatural powers of the skyfire meteor bombardment, one after another fireballs fell from the sky, and any one of them could smash a mountain bag.

But at this moment when it hit the King Kong, it was completely shattered, and the flames slid down from one side.

Then Luoyang pulled the fire from the sky to burn, and performed the thunderbolt slash, the golden lotus continued to sway, and the god of thunder and fire god even smashed it into the ground with one shot, just like smashing a nail.

But no matter how Luoyang made a move, no matter how magnificent and powerful his magical powers were, he couldn't break through that monk's defense, and he didn't succeed in smashing him for less than half an hour.

Luo Yang was so tired that he almost collapsed, his neck was sweating, and finally turned into a ruthless Bi An and swallowed it in one gulp, but the huge Bi An's belly was glowing, and he couldn't digest it, and finally spit it out again.

Monk Baimei finally breathed a sigh of relief, not to mention winning or not, at least we can't lose this game, otherwise our King Kong Temple's face will not be lost to grandma's house!

"The tortoise shell won't come out, dammit, I'm on fire! Zhan Tianque!"

Luoyang was furious, and shot out with a howl, and performed the tenth most terrifying move of the Xihe Sword, turning around the King Kong's head in a circle, and then that King Kong became the King Kong with the head of the owl.

Blood gushed from the neck of the sitting monk, who almost died of fright, and crawled behind the monk with white eyebrows, looking at Luoyang as if he were looking at a devil.

Luo Yang rubbed his nose, and tiptoed to the side of the old monk with white eyebrows, but an object flew across from the opposite side, smashing Luo Yang's nose with a bang.

As soon as Luo Yang grasped the subconscious, he was about to curse, but soon the haze was swept away, because the object was a magic pestle, and it was also a powerful magic weapon. This was the old monk's public revenge!

Luo Yang looked at the white-browed old monk whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and said with a smile: "Master, why do you look unhappy? Tell me, and I will untie it for you?"

"Unleash your uncle!"

The old monk almost cursed out loud, but managed to suppress his anger: "This time, you won all the magic weapons that the poor monk brought. Don't leave when the old monk gets some more!"

When Luoyang heard that the old monk was impatient, it would be troublesome if he brought all the people from Jingang Temple.

Young novice monks, junior monks, middle-level monks, great monks, and old monks gathered in one place, and their scalps would dazzle people's eyes, even if they could be beaten, they would be exhausted!
Moreover, Luoyang has already offended top forces such as Xiongjianfeng, Dugu Family, Qin Family, etc., so there is no reason to get another King Kong Temple, after all, they are really polite.

Luo Yang immediately slapped his chest, and said righteously: "The eminent monks of Jingang Temple are all great virtuous men who slay demons and eliminate demons, and save the common people. How can the younger generation bear the heart of the relics of the eminent monks to be insulted by future generations?"

"Here, I'll leave this relic to the master." Luo Yang took out the relic and stuffed it into the palm of the dull white-browed old monk, who opened his mouth.

"What are you talking about?" The white-browed eminent monk acted like a deaf man, holding the relic felt a little unreal. Is this the shameless but tough and incomprehensible kid just now?
"I said to give the relics to the master for free, and you can take them back to the King Kong Temple to make offerings to them!" Luoyang's voice rose an octave: "Master, now you know that I am also a passionate young man, and the best thing in my life is helping others !"

(End of this chapter)