The Prodigies War

How do you want to die?

One sentence, four words.

At this moment, it is like a thunderbolt, which surges in everyone's heart and makes them stunned and almost can't believe it.

This is the dark body, just like the middle-aged man of a farmer. When he arrived, he said it. Suddenly, the old monk dukong shot. There were two figures, one bathed in the dark Buddha light and the other released boundless light.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, the sound of Buddha is like thunder, and the void is disordered.

How terrible is the emperor's territory?

At this moment, Wuming and jintianxuanyue only felt light and were moved out of the game. They were unable to struggle at all.

In the presence of the audience, there were two towering Buddha bodies, black and white, crowded with heaven and earth, proclaiming the sound of Buddha, as if to collapse the sky.

"Ho!"

Sanskrit Zen singing, huge as a whirling ship suspended on land, suddenly stood still in the starry sky, and the stars distributed in the nearby virtual world all shook violently.

"Ho!"

Rolling Buddha sound, shaking and roaring, I saw the darkness crossing the air, the old monk raised his fist and blew out, and the light poured like a river in the sky.

Master the light, and master the light.

For a time, earth shaking, space collapse.

The power of the imperial realm is reflected in the world at this moment!

"I just want you to choose a way to die, but I don't intend to destroy this place."

The dark man like a farmer frowned and his voice was dull.

Without his action, the ancient trees, which are green and dripping, take root from the void, with luxuriant branches and leaves, spread to Zhou Xu in all directions and shed hundreds of millions of lights.

In the blink of an eye, the whirling boat was covered by ancient trees, and the nearby starry sky was covered with green branches and leaves.

Looking from a distance, it was like an ancient forest suddenly appeared in the universe. Each leaf was bigger than the stars!

At the same time, the middle-aged farmer suddenly stepped forward and hit three punches in an instant!

Boom!

In the earth shaking collision, the old monk's body trembled and the dark Buddha light scattered.

He coughed up blood on his lips and frowned with surprise.

The farmer's first punch in his middle age was as powerful as sweeping a hole in a plough's court and wounding him.

Dang!

The second fist, the Zen stick of the old monk Guangming dukong, suddenly produces a whine and cracks.

His Zen body was directly retreated by the terrible fist strength. With each step out, the bright Buddha light on his body collapsed.

When he withdrew from the ninth step, his whole body became dim, and his face was covered with a black luster.

This second fist is as powerful as a landslide and tsunami. It kills the world and is invincible!

Boom!

When the third punch is passed.

The two Zen bodies of the old monk dukong changed in color. Without hesitation, they gathered together and fought side by side to show their supreme magic power.

"Big bright dragon pictogram!"

"The prison law of daheiming town!"

In the void, it was like an ancient god stepping through the stars, the stars burst into pieces, the light was boundless, roaring around the void.

At the same time, there is a black lotus in full bloom on the bloody purgatory. Hundreds of millions of Buddha lights are emitted from the stamens!

It is no exaggeration to say that without the middle-aged power defense of farmers, just such imperial power can explode this void, sink Zhou Xu and destroy everything.

But even so, old monk dukong couldn't stop the third punch.

Boom!

The ancient gods and statues have gone up in smoke and ashes.

The black lotus that suppressed bloody purgatory withered and withered in an instant.

The two Zen bodies of the old monk dukong were severely suppressed by the fist strength and hit the ground, which shocked the welcoming mountain.

WOW~

His two Zen bodies suddenly merged into one, which was obviously unsustainable. His old face was white and gloomy, and he was oppressed on the ground and unable to break free.

Three punches!

Win or lose!

When the smoke dispersed, the whole audience was shocked there.

The whirlwind boat was covered by ancient trees that blocked out the sun and was not damaged. Even the welcoming mountain was intact.

But old monk dukong, the emperor Buddha, was suppressed by three fists and fell to the ground!

Everything, from happening to ending, is just a moment.

From beginning to end, the farmer only punched three times in his middle age!

How terrible is the Empire?

In the eyes of practitioners, that is the supreme existence. It is like omnipotent, which can shake the heavens and deter the ten sides!

The old monk dukong doesn't exist in the general imperial realm. When he really fights, he is like two emperors fighting together.

Even so, he failed.

A mess!

Lintian opened his eyes and was shocked by this scene.

Strictly speaking, in this war, with his cultivation, he could not see any clues, nor could he feel the supreme mystery contained in the power of the imperial realm.

Even, had it not been for the protection of the middle-aged farmer, he would have been killed on the spot by the terrible imperial power as early as the moment of war.

But Lintian knew very well that it was impossible for ordinary imperial figures to suppress the old monk crossing the sky so easily!

Wuming and others trembled all over, and their mind was shocked and completely stagnated there.

Buddha dukong, like an invincible supreme being in their hearts, is now suppressed by three fists!

Jintian xuanyue looked pale and trance.

In the previous scene, she also suffered an incomparable impact.

The young man in sackcloth rubbed his eyes and muttered, "mother-in-law, is my father as fierce as him?"

The old woman was unusually silent.

Because her heart can't be calm, the waves are rough.

Only when they are in the same imperial realm can they better understand how terrible the power of this realm is. Unless there is a great difference between the two imperial realms, it is almost impossible to kill each other.

But now, dukong is suppressed by three punches!

Does this mean that the strength of the farmer man is not only a large part higher, but completely above the crossing air?

"As a Buddhist monk, you have no compassion when you start, regardless of the safety of the creatures here. No wonder your Tibetan descendants can only be in the dark world."

The farmer man's voice is dull and ordinary. He still looks like a farmer, but when he looks at him again, each eye has become different!

"Who are you and why have you never heard of such a great emperor on the ancient path of the starry sky?"

On the ground, the old monk's voice was hoarse.

"Me?"

The farmer man thought carefully and said, "farming."

Poof!

Old monk dukong vomited blood directly in anger, farming? How can farmers have such combat power?

Others were also stunned.

Three fists can suppress an emperor. Will he be a farmer?

But Lintian believed it.

Because he knew that GE Yupu, the ninth senior brother, was just a dull woodcutter in the mountain before he practiced Taoism.

But after practicing Taoism, elder martial brother Ge Yupu was able to create the "Huangting Sutra of the great road", which could oppress the "one day demon emperor", the ancestor of the imperial family Kong, in the Taoist war of the emperors!

"Which elder martial brother is this?"

Lintian's thoughts were flying.

"I never cheat."

As if he noticed that the people didn't believe it, the farmer man looked seriously and explained, "it's just that I used to grow crops in the field, but now I plant things from the main road."

Everyone was stunned and felt ridiculous and strange.

Can a farmer set foot in the high Empire?

Who believes it!

The old monk dukong, who was suppressed on the ground, felt his chest blocked and spit out another mouthful of blood. He felt that the farmer man was clearly humiliating him!

Lintian felt a sigh in his heart. This elder martial brother... Is really an honest man

But when honest people tell the truth, it is often easy to make people sad.

In the field, only the old man in cloth robe was silent all the time. He looked uncertain and didn't say a word.

He didn't do it. He witnessed the tragedy of the old monk dukong, so he didn't dare to do it easily again.

For a time, there was a dilemma.

"How do you want to die?"

At this time, the farmer man also seemed to ignore the old man in cloth robes and looked at the old monk crossing the air on the suppressed ground.

"If you kill me, the Tibetan world will be shocked. If Taoist friends let me go, my Tibetan world will never be enemies with you again."

The old monk took a deep breath and made a hoarse sound.

An emperor is begging for mercy!

Where have those present seen such scenes? For a time, the hearts were rolling endlessly, and the figures in the imperial realm were afraid of death?

"Impossible."

The farmer man shook his head and looked calm and indisputable.

The old monk dukong's heart sank.

Everyone else present was nervous and their hearts hung in their throat.

"If so, you will be doomed in the future!"

The voice of crossing the air is hoarse.

Mole ants still live secretly, not to mention a man who has gone through thousands of hardships to prove the existence of Taoism as emperor?

Before the sound fell, his body turned into countless black lights and shadows, cut through the void and rushed into the surrounding void in all directions.

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(thanks for the appreciation and support of children's shoes such as rob, Yu Linglong and xiaolingzi!

A book friend said that the ninth senior brother Ge Yupu cut firewood and the senior brother was a farmer. Goldfish suddenly thought that the protagonist should be a miner

Will there be a senior brother fishing? No, because I won't promise goldfish!

Also, goldfish, my marriage is not far away, and it's difficult to save the manuscript. I really have no strength to add more, but I have a very cheap desire for monthly tickets, entanglement, children's shoes, please understand ~ ~)