come to the heavens

Chapter 227 The Scary Heavenly Absolute Monk

Tianjue Seng Wuwan raised his hand, a huge and incomparably golden palm was suddenly pressed down, and a strange artistic conception arose spontaneously at the moment of making the move.In Ye Chen's feeling, Tianjue Seng Wuxiang seemed to have turned into the omnipotent Tathagata Buddha at this moment, and he was like the monkey about to be suppressed. With the big golden hand pressing down, the terrifying pressure turned into reality , The ground under his feet collapsed nearly a foot with a 'boom' sound, and the ground cracked dozens of cracks like a spider web.

Don't be sloppy, if you say you do it on the spot, it will be a thunderbolt.

Under the strong wind pressure, Ye Chen roared, his whole body wrapped like a python, his bulging muscles undulated like a mountain range, all the strength in his body was mobilized, gathered in his right hand along his limbs, and he punched hard.

"boom!"

It was like the gods beating a drum, the thunder from the sky stirring the fire on the ground, the moment when fists and palms collided, Ye Chen felt that his fist seemed to hit a pressed mountain peak, and even with all the strength in his body, he couldn't shake the pressed mountain. The big golden hand was pressed down with an unimaginable force, the muscles on his arm swelled violently, and the whole arm became thicker, with blue tendons protruding and coiling around the thick arm.

"what!"

He roared, and the ground under his feet collapsed and sank again, and the dust that was stirred up was suppressed by an invisible force as soon as it rose.

"Can't stop!"

Ye Chen didn't hold back, and really pulled back. The golden palm slapped the ground heavily and made a deafening click. At this moment, the ground turned over like an earth dragon. After twisting for a while, it collapsed suddenly, and the startled masters watching the battle fled in embarrassment.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, all the buildings within hundreds of meters around collapsed, and more buildings farther away were crumbling.

This was like the palm of the Buddha in the myth, causing everyone to gasp. Ye Chen stared at the monk Tianjue Wuxiang, who was neither sad nor happy, turned around and left without saying a word.

He could see that Wuxiang's palm just now was not his own power, but a power that far surpassed four stars from reality, even if it shattered the void, it was nothing more than that, and he couldn't resist it.

In fact, if it wasn't for his physique being too strong to withstand such an instant, any other grandmaster would surely die just now, even the evil king Shi Zhixuan would be the same if he didn't dodge, this is not something they can resist.

He fled away, Wuxiang didn't have any expression on his face, he just took a step forward and flashed in front of Ye Chen, the golden light in his eyes soared, and he slapped him head-on.

He can't dodge at all, each palm of Wuxiang has its own lock, and the palm covers all his dodging range, just like the five fingers of the Tathagata Buddha, Sun Monkey is in the palm of his palm no matter how he escapes, this is definitely a door from the higher world Even if their power is weakened in this world, the divine power contained in it cannot be resisted by them.

"boom!"

In the flying dust, a huge figure sprayed blood all the way and flew tens of meters, blasting through several thick walls like a cannonball, knocking down a house, and the roof fell, causing smoke and dust all over the sky.

Master Jiaxiang rushed to the edge of the collapsed house, swept away the dust and the collapsed beams with a flick of his sleeve, revealing Ye Chen's mangled figure, his skin was cracked all over his body, blood mixed with dust and mud covered his whole body, he was no longer human, and again I can't see the majestic appearance before.

Seeing his current appearance, Master Jiaxiang seemed to think of Ye Chen's divine power before, he hesitated for a while and did not dare to go forward, until he heard a voice transmission from the monk Tianjue:

"I have broken all the meridians and bones of his body, sealed the sea of ​​consciousness, and destroyed his indestructible body. If there is no panacea, he will never be cured. I will take him to the White Horse Temple and imprison him. I will take the evil emperor relic Take it, take out all his essence, don't let it go to waste."

Master Jiaxiang paused after listening to the footsteps, and continued to walk in front of Ye Chen, stretched out his hand to grab him, felt the muscles limp without a trace of strength, and the fingertips could clearly sense that the internal bones had been broken inch by inch, sighed and declared ' Amitabha grabbed Ye Chen who was like a corpse and turned around to leave.

Seeing Ye Chen, who was as majestic as a god before, now end, the masters around watching the battle were extremely shocked. They were surprised that the martial arts of the monk Tianjue was so terrifying. Beating disabled is simply brutal.

Shi Zhixuan was originally hiding somewhere, but when he saw this scene, he felt a chill in his heart. He was hidden in the shadows and was just about to leave, but he froze. He felt a beam of real eyes cast on him, and a loud voice echoing in the ear:

"Wuxiang will never stop the evil king if he wants to leave, but please leave the evil emperor Sari!"

"boom!"

The figure of Tianjue Seng Wuxiang appeared in front of a small building at some point, and blasted the entire small building into the sky with a punch, and a figure was slowly disappearing in the sky filled with smoke and dust.

"The evil king's phantom body technique and imprint of immortality are really miraculous, I admire you!"

Wuxiang was not surprised by this, he just said it lightly, but if someone pays attention, he will find that his tone and expression at this time have a little more popularity, and he is no longer as indifferent and ruthless as a god when he dealt with Ye Chen before, and, Although the power of his punch just now is fierce, it is more than a little worse than the unstoppable punch that can extend nearly a thousand meters away when he dealt with Ye Chen. If Ye Chen faces him now, he will never be crushed Like blow up.

Of course Shi Zhixuan could feel it, but he didn't dare to turn around and fight the monk Tianjue. Although he was arrogant, he was not a fool. Who knows if Wuxiang's power can be used again, if he can use it, Shi Zhixuan's fate will be the same as that of Shi Zhixuan. Ye Chen is no different, he will be crushed the same way.

Tianjue Seng Wuxiang himself is very powerful, worthy of the name of a great master, and his body skills are also very powerful, but he is still far behind in catching up with Shi Zhixuan.

Stomping the ground hard, the golden light in his eyes lit up again, and the expression on his face quickly disappeared.

Just when he was about to completely become indifferent and ruthless to Ye Chen before, a flash of struggle flashed in his eyes, the indifference in his eyes receded like a tide, his eyes fluctuated constantly as if hesitating, and he said to himself:
"The remaining power can only be used less than ten times, and the Temple of War God is about to be born in three years, so it cannot be wasted at will."

He sighed, shook his head and said:

"It's a pity that if these essences can be stripped out and integrated into themselves, it is not impossible to improve their cultivation in three years. Now it seems that the only way to kill that kid is to avoid future troubles."

Thinking of this, he has made a decision, flicked his sleeves, turned around and prepared to go back to the White Horse Temple to kill Ye Chen. Master Jiaxiang has taken people to the East White Horse Temple in Luoyang, which is the gathering point of Buddhism in Luoyang.

(End of this chapter)