"Don't you look down on Long Guo? Ah!"

Boom boom boom!

A ferocious expression appeared on Mo Tian's face, and his three-toed giant feet kept stepping down.

"A trash!

Dare to laugh at Long Guo!

You deserve it too? ! "

"say something!"

Mo Tian raised his foot again, most of the blood in his body exploded, and he stepped on it!

Boom! !

The giant three-toed foot stepped on Gui Hai's head.

click!

Gui Hai's skull was split from the middle, and then he was trampled flat!

At this time, the light curtains around the arena disappeared, and Gui Hai was instantly pulled out by a powerful force.

At this moment, Guihai was no longer in human shape, his head was crushed flat, one arm was gone, one leg and most of the flesh on the side of his waist had been torn off.

"Mo Tian, ​​win!"

Wu Mang announced with a blank face.

Bang!

Mo Tian stomped Gui Hai's leg on the ring and exploded.

Not being able to kill Guihai makes him very upset!

Afterwards, under the surprised and awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, Mo Tian returned to his original shape and walked off the ring.

In the Colosseum, all the players stared at Mo Tian.

"Brother, why don't we two go test his strength again?"

The location of the three disciples of the Dizang Temple.

One of the young monks said to the monk with the hideous tattoo on one side of his face.

"Need not."

The little monk with hideous tattoos on his face showed a gentle smile.

"Go, you will be beaten to death."

The tattooed little monk continued, but the smile on his face was still gentle.

"He is very demonic. I saw a huge phantom in his body, which is stronger than the phantom suppressed underground in the Buddhist monastery."

The tattooed little monk smiled.

"However, fortunately, his phantom power has not been fully released yet. I am sure to influence him and eliminate his demon nature."

The tattooed little monk explained.

Hearing this, the other two young monks looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces.

"But, Senior Brother, what if you are beaten to death?"

A young monk said honestly.

The tattooed little monk showed a gentle smile on his face, and replied:

"As long as it can influence him and eliminate his demonic nature, it will be dead, so what?"

The two young monks became even more worried when they heard the words.

……

After Gui Hai was carried away by the medical team, Gui Chenglong rushed to Gui Hai's side, took out a crystal-clear pill, and stuffed it into Gui Hai's mouth.

hum!

Guihai's body floated up, boom!

Guihai's heart beat violently.

Boom!

The heart beats again.

With every beat, most of the wounds on Gui Hai's body will heal.

Five seconds later, Gui Hai sat up from the stretcher.

Gui Hai had a sullen face and didn't speak.

"There is no need to hide your strength anymore, even if you kill a player, I will help you out!

When necessary, it's okay to open the seventh door! "

Gui Chenglong was also sullen.

Hearing this, Gui Hai frowned.

"The Dragon Crystal Pill I gave you just now is the crystallization of power condensed by a true dragon-level powerhouse, even if you open the seventh gate, the Dragon Crystal Pill cannot be exhausted!

So, this time, you don't have to worry about the collapse of the seventh bloodline. "

Gui Chenglong explained.

"it is good."

Guihai stood up and walked towards the Colosseum.

At this time, in the Colosseum, there were already [-] players fighting against each other.

However, after watching the battle between Mo Tian and Gui Hai, they still hadn't calmed down, and when they fought, they made frequent mistakes.

"Return to the sea?"

"Why is he back? Isn't he injured?"

"What's going on? His injuries are all healed?"

……

In the auditorium, many people looked at Gui Hai who was playing again in surprise.

"Oh?"

Mo Tian raised his eyebrows, and looked at Guihai who had no scars on his body.

Gui Hai ignored everyone's gaze, and directly pointed to the corner of the Colosseum.

"I challenge you."

Everyone looked in the direction of Gui Hai's finger.

I saw that the one being pointed at was the little monk in the Dizang Temple with a hideous tattoo on half of his face.

"it is good."

The little monk came out with a smile.

"However, why me?" The little monk had a gentle smile on his face, as if he was talking with a friend.

"I hate your expression now." Gui Hai said coldly.

The little monk clasped his hands together and smiled.

Then, Gui Hai and the little monk walked to the ring that was just vacant next to them.

"Is this Ksitigarbha Temple awesome?"

Mo Tian looked at the little monk and asked.

For some reason, Mo Tian had a feeling that he couldn't see through the other party.

"It's amazing. The dragon generals were all defeated by Zen Master Dazhong, the heir to the previous generation of the Dizang Temple."

Wang Meng adjusted his glasses and replied.

"Even the Dragon General lost?" Mo Tian couldn't believe it.

"Then why haven't I heard of Zen Master Dazhong?"

Mo Tian asked.

"Because he died in the second year of fighting Dragon General."

Wang Meng replied abruptly.

"However, some people say that Zen Master Dazhong has disappeared, not died."

When Wang Meng was talking with Mo Tian.

Gui Hai had already walked on stage.

As for the young monk with half of his face tattooed, he stood by the edge of the ring, took off his cassock, and folded it squarely.

Then, take off the monk's robe, and then take off the monk's shoes.

After folding the monk's robes and arranging the shoes, the shirtless young monk walked onto the stage.

At this time, you can see the tattoo on the little monk's face winding down his neck, covering half of his body.

"The sixth door, open!"

Gui Hai spoke indifferently, his body instantly became pitch black, and his eyes glowed with incandescence.

Bang!

A sonic boom sounded.

The next moment, Guihai holding a spear appeared above the head of the little monk.

The spear pierced through the air and stabbed at the Baihui acupoint on the little monk's forehead.

But, right now.

hum! !

The golden Buddha light was lit up, and the grand Sanskrit (fàn) singing sounded.

Zheng! ! !

The sound of golden iron symphony sounded.

A golden palm with a swastika (wàn) on its palm blocked the spear.

And the original little monk turned into an eight-meter-tall golden Buddha with muscles all over his body!

"Superman's bloodline, the state of a Buddha!"

Wang Meng couldn't help but exclaimed.

Chapter 221 One Dark Horse After Another! (Third update!)

"WTF?"

Mo Tian also exclaimed.

Become a Buddha?

Is this reasonable?

"Strictly speaking, the Buddha, in ancient times, was also considered to be the strongest among human beings who had reached the ultimate evolutionary path.

However, due to its particularity, Buddha does not leave blood.

Only the orthodoxy left by the Buddha like the Dizang Temple will have a special way to pass on the powerful blood of the Buddha.

However, there is also a theory that says that everyone has the blood of Buddha in their body, and everyone can become a Buddha. "

Wang Meng used his mental power to transmit sound and quickly explained.

"Everyone can become a Buddha..."

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