The Evil Taoist of Martial Arts

"hideous!"

The air seemed to be torn apart, and Huang Chang actually crossed such a distance in one step. In the void, the afterimages of Huang Chang, accompanied by a light blue light, were left in the original position of Huang Chang and the position of Fighting Wine Monk. A faintly dissipated pale blue light appeared extremely beautiful, "Accept!-

Huang Chang had already come in front of the wine fighting monk, and the fist he used was not other martial arts, it was still the Damoquan, which was both rigid and soft, and greatly increased its power.

"bump!"

The fists and palms intersected again, but this time the wine monk felt the pressure. After all, there was still a gap between the avatar and the main body, but the corner of his mouth smiled and said: "If the real Huang Chang is just like this, there is nothing the poor monk can do." &

"yes?&

The corner of Huang Chang's mouth curled up, his fists met his palms, and suddenly a dragon chant resounded through the hole, and the eight-clawed white dragon behind Huang Chang had already risen up, and the eight dragon claws exuded platinum-gold light, interacting with each other. There were bursts of "crackling" sounds of metal collisions, and even faint flames could be seen.

It is the Destructive God Claw, the Eight-Clawed White Dragon itself is condensed with the White Dragon Mysterious Art, it can be said that it exists as one with Huang Chang, and it is extremely handy to manipulate, and the Destroyer God Claw used by the Eight-clawed White Dragon is probably Even if he was weaker than Huang Chang, he was not much weaker.

What's more important is that the Octopus White Dragon has eight claws, how can it be so simple to combine eight attacks.

"Damn it! & Wine Monk's complexion changed.

With his hand restrained by the yellow clothes, the attack of the eight-clawed white dragon was almost imminent. Seeing this, the wine monk suddenly put his hands together and shouted: "Amitabha!"

The strong wind rose from the flat ground, and thousands of golden lights rose from the wine monk's body just like this. A golden light fell from the sky and instantly enveloped the figure of the wine monk. What the dragon's attack landed on it was only a crackling sound.

"Since that's the case! u

With a flick of the palm of Huang Chang's hand, his sleeves were lifted slightly, and a burst of force escaped from Huang Chang's hand, and instantly hit the golden barrier of the wine fighting monk.

?Wave'

A sound fluctuated from it, like a bell ringing loudly. Following the sound, all the monks inside and outside Shaolin Temple respectfully lay cross-legged on the ground, lowered their heads, and lightly recited Buddhist scriptures, even if it was The same is true for Du Kong, who is the head of Shaolin.

"Is this Shaolin Lion's Roar?" Huang Chang squinted his eyes slightly, secretly thinking: "It seems that most of the seventy-two stunts created by Bodhidharma also came from these twelve levels of golden bells."

"There are rumors in the world that martial arts come from Shaolin, and it seems that Shaolin martial arts come from Jinzhong.".

Chapter 251: Twelve Pass Golden Bell Cover, Vajra True Body

Chapter 251: Twelve Pass Golden Bell Cover, Vajra True Body

This idea is almost everyone's idea. Everyone present was stimulated by the dazzling golden light and stepped on their eyes. Watching the actions of Fighting Wine Monk carefully, the more this is the case, the more powerful the Fighting Wine Monk is at the moment. After all, for those present It is extremely easy for a warrior to look directly at the sun, but he can't look directly at the wine monk. It can be seen how hot and gorgeous the light from the wine monk is.

"Ok?"

Huang Chang and Su Chu opened their eyes at the same time. Under the golden light, both of them were slightly blurred, but at the next moment, a big bell that fell from the sky enveloped the wine monk in an instant, and Huang Chang hit him in the golden light. The Qi Jin above finally couldn't bear the pressure and was completely shattered.

"Can't even Feixu Jin be defeated?" Huang Chang said secretly, Feixu Jin is a very clever martial art with one unloading force. Normally, the Feixu Jin used by Huang Chang is even the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon. Martial arts can easily break its balance, causing it to disappear between heaven and earth in an instant.

But at this moment, he failed on the fighting wine monk, and there may be only one, that is, the fighting wine monk's strength at this moment has completely surpassed the maximum limit of Feixu energy. This is true for powerful martial arts such as my own, the great shift of the universe, the shift of stars, and Tai Chi, let alone such martial arts as Feixu Jin.

"Roar!&

With a loud roar, the situation between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and the wine monk suddenly shot up from the golden bell, and the golden light that accompanied the wine monk's soaring into the sky instantly smashed the clouds in the sky, making the original slightly romantic The sky became cloudless, replaced by a golden light that blocked Wanli-Heaven and Earth.

"Wanli Jinguang & Huang Chang's complexion instantly became ugly, but being ugly doesn't mean giving up, the whole person also soars into the air.

Although Su Chu can also fly into the air, but it is done by force with his true energy and lightness kung fu. If he really wants to walk in the air, he must reach the realm of a great master, and the cultivation base of the two of them are both strong among the great masters. The sky is the real battlefield for the two, otherwise Shaoshi Mountain might be destroyed in this battle.

"Humph!" He raised his palm and let out a cold snort. The eight-clawed white dragon soared into the sky with a roar. Thousands of thunder spirits competed with the ten thousand miles of golden light, and there was no difference between them for a moment.

"Amitabha! m

Gently calling the Buddha's name, the figure of Fighting Wine Monk emerged from the golden light, with a smile on his mouth, like a compassionate Buddha, the faint golden light on his body slowly condensed, gently gathered, and touches of Buddhist seals have risen Then, it turned into a phantom covering him.

"Is this the golden bell cover of the tenth level?" Huang Chang said indifferently: "It doesn't look like that." &

Doujiu Monk said lightly: "Why does Huang Shang really do this? Can't you see clearly if this is the case?"What's more, if the golden bell jar of the eleven gates really only has this ability, the poor monk will not refine the golden bell jar all these years until today.

"Finishing? Go after the end!" Huang Chang sneered, and said lightly. From Huang Chang's point of view, the fighting wine monk is just doing the end. Now that he has created his own Dao, his own Nine Suns Magic Art, then even if it is to learn other martial arts It should also be integrated into one's own martial arts, otherwise, one would be abandoning one's most suitable martial arts and learning other martial arts.

"Indeed, Master Huang Chang taught me a lesson!"

Fighting wine monk clasped his hands together and spoke softly, showing a kind of compassionate nature. He completely lived up to the arrogance and domineering just now, and said gently: "The poor monk has practiced hard for many years, but he has only cultivated this golden bell cover to the tenth stage. Although it is enough Rampant in martial arts, but the poor monk still finds it very strange. At that time, the poor monk was only one step away from the realm of the great master. At this time, the poor monk accidentally peeped into your Nine Yin Mantra, the real man Huang Chang, and accidentally realized a lot ! no

Speaking of this, the wine-fighting monk paused for a moment before continuing: "The poor monk integrated many martial arts into it in the Sutra Pavilion, and slowly finally created the Jiuyang magic skill. What the poor monk didn't expect was that with the help of Jiuyang Yang Dacheng, the poor monk's Eleven Pass golden bell jar has succeeded naturally, everything is between cause and effect! &

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"What the Golden Bell Cover of the Eleven Pass lacks is not penance, but perception and the ability to accommodate hundreds of j! 丨, Mr. Yi, you created the perception and summary of the Nine Suns Divine Art, so the Golden Bell Cover will naturally break by itself."

Huang Chang said lightly, what kind of character he is, of course, these situations can be seen at a glance in an instant, and he even roughly guessed the moment the wine monk said it.

"Really Huang Chang is indeed a great talent, and it took a long time for the poor monk to understand this truth. &Although Fighting Wine Monk speaks of modesty, everyone can tell that Fighting Wine Monk has no intention of being modest at all, but with the golden light and the melodious sound, people can't help but agree with it!

"Then what is the difference between the first level and the first ten levels?" Huang Chang continued to ask.

The two seem to be chatting, but the contention in the sky is even more intense. Thousands of miles of black clouds and thousands of miles of golden light refuse to give in to each other, as if roars are heard, thunderbolts streak across the sky, and golden lights bloom between heaven and earth .

Suddenly, the eight-clawed white dragon roared suddenly in the sky, and eight thunder balls landed on its eight claws with one hook of its eight claws. The roar shook the sky, followed by Thunder Soul The ferocious sound|The sound of "cracking" has already exploded in the ears of the wine monk.

&Animal dare to be presumptuous!break! The expression of the fighting wine monk sank, and he stretched out his hand like a probe. Wine Fighting Monk pinched the Dharma seal with his hand, but the attack that was close to the gallbladder was unscathed.

"Although the poor monk is not talented, but the golden bell cover of eleven levels, the god of indestructibility and great accomplishment, and the body of nine yangs are endlessly alive, such attacks can't hurt the poor monk!"''

"Realist Huang Chang has been asking about the Eleventh Gate's golden bell cover. Today, the poor monk told the real person that this is the Vajra Immortal!".

Looking directly at the faint golden shadows condensed on the body of the fighting wine monk, the figure of King Kong condensed out, it is no longer a display of martial arts, at this moment, the fighting wine monk is like the real King Kong coming to the world, all All Shaolin monks knelt on the ground respectfully.

Twelve levels of golden bell jars, one level and one sky, eleven levels for King Kong, ten levels for