White Bone Monkey King

Faced with Jin'an's strength, monk Chanyuan regarded it as a great shame and humiliation.

His mouth and nose are still in severe pain.

Every time he thought about the scene where Jin An was hit in the face with a head hammer, he felt crazy with hatred.

I wish I could kill Jin An immediately.

He has always been strong and confident. Even the eminent monks of Zhenguo Temple can't kill him. He is confident that he is invincible among his peers and does not allow his life to be stained. So Jin An wants to kill him. Why doesn't he want to kill Jin An himself? Taoist priest.

The other monks in the Bailong Temple around the ruins had retreated repeatedly after Monk Chanyuan killed several old monks who tried to stop him. They did not dare to get close to the two people in the ruins.

These two are madmen.

One is a mad monk.

One is crazy.

They were all afraid that they would become the dead souls of Monk Chanyuan, and they all knew that they were no match for Monk Chanyuan, and being able to crush Monk Chanyuan and beat Jin'an from the beginning made them even more shocked.

After all, no one knew whether this unexpected Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in the temple was an enemy or a friend to them.

I'm afraid I'll meet another killer.

"It's not yet certain who will kill whom!"

"If you hadn't attacked me just now, how dare you be worthy of being compared with me?"

"If I don't kill you today, it will be difficult to satisfy the hatred in my heart!"

Monk Chanyuan spat out blood on the ground, his eyes showing overwhelming murderous intent, kill!

Monk Chanyuan performed the Sakyamuni Fist Seal and formed the Sakyamuni Mahamudra in his hands. Golden light surged and the power of the Buddha filled the surrounding area.

"Well done! It just so happens that I'm unhappy with you, whether you are the Eight-faced Buddha or the Nine-faced Buddha... Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Jin'an was fearless. When he was blown up in the ruins, red appeared on his body. The red was scalding and scorching hot. Wherever people passed by, the moisture in the air evaporated and dispersed, just like puffing up clouds. , shrouded in mist, like a true Taoist priest who is an outsider.

Red blood power!

Forty-two floors!

Boom!

Boom!

One fist mark of the two is majestic golden light, and the other fist mark is red and scorching waves. They are both monks practicing in the flesh, as if two giant beasts are rampaging on the ruins of the Five Fingers. The ground is shaking, the mountains are shaking, and every foot is deafening. When he landed, the ruins beneath his feet were cracked, smoke filled the sky, and deep pits and footprints were left wherever his footsteps passed.

Boom!

There was a shocking explosion, and the moment the two fists collided, the ground beneath the feet of Monk Chanyuan and Jin An violently shook and cracked, and then two earth dragons rose up into the sky, and then exploded in all directions, forming a vast and surging area dozens of feet wide. Earth-rock shock wave.

ah! ah!

The monks of Bailong Temple who had gathered around cautiously were hit by the shock wave of these earth and rocks, and they all ran away with their heads in their hands.

While holding his head and running away, his heart was so horrified that he stirred up huge waves.

They originally thought that standing ten feet away was safe enough.

Unexpectedly, the aftermath of the battle between the two people actually spread dozens of feet away. Is this still human power? Shocking!

These two are both fierce men who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts!

This time they hid a full thirty feet away. They couldn't help but feel curious about who was the best in this battle, so they turned back to watch the outcome of the fight.

In the ruins, Jin An and Monk Chanyuan retreated each other. No one could do anything to the other. The full head-on collision just now left both of them numb.

The two don't talk much.

boom!

Shocking earth and rocks shot up from the ground under your feet, and your figure shot out like cold lightning, bang! boom! boom!

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

In the ruins, smoke and dust rose into the sky. A figure with surging golden light and a figure wrapped in red mist kept colliding back and forth, separated, collided, and separated again... Neither of them moved to avoid, but they collided head-on.

With that fast-moving figure, no one could clearly see the scene of the two men's actions.

I only saw that with every collision, huge force penetrated into the ground to release the force, and a big crater would explode in the ground under the two people's feet.

The two of them attacked each other, giving up their defense and facing each other with punches to the flesh. In just a few breaths, the fist marks flew out hundreds of punches like a hurricane, causing hundreds of pits to collapse in the ruins of the Five Finger Marks.

It's so terrifying that it makes one's head tingle.

The battle in the field was horrifying. Hundreds of punch marks were exchanged head-on in a short period of time, causing all the masonry and rubble in the ruins to fly into the air, and then immediately collided with each other and smashed into pieces, forming a storm that rotated over the ruins, and the smoke and dust formed in the sky. Hovering clouds.

Later, outsiders gradually lost sight of the two people. They could only vaguely see golden light and red light colliding back and forth at extremely fast speeds in the swirling clouds of smoke and dust.

Every collision was like a thunderbolt explosion, deafening.

At this time, Jin'an's mouth was numb with severe pain, his finger bones were cracked, the muscles on his fists were torn, and blood was dripping into the air.

Although he has the Zang Qi from the Immortal Temple of the Five Zang Organs, which heals his physical injuries all the time, and he possesses the Six Ding Liu Jia Talisman, which keeps his body warm and nourished, but due to the fierce battle situation, he can't do it head-on in just a few breaths. After hundreds of punches, the healing of the injuries could no longer keep up with the constant appearance of new injuries on the fists.

But not only did he have no fear, but he became more courageous as he fought, and his aura was brave and strong.

The tempered fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more determined, and his eyes were as bright as the Yang God.

Jin An deliberately used Monk Chanyuan, a rare and powerful enemy, to constantly hone his fighting spirit, his boxing skills, his body skills, and his overall cultivation.

In recent months, he has advanced too fast in cultivation. He only works behind closed doors, but lacks the training of his martial arts will. He needs to hone his boxing intention and martial arts intention, constantly build solid foundations, and knead and integrate his energy and spirit because he has advanced too quickly. .

As the boxing intention and martial arts will are honed, Jin An becomes more and more hearty as he fights. He feels that the blood in his whole body is boiling, the qi and blood are flowing smoothly, the qi in the five internal organs and six lungs is flowing smoothly, the thoughts are flowing smoothly, and the essence, energy and spirit are becoming more and more honed to the point where there is no leakage. …

When your blood boils to the extreme...

boom!

Jin An lit a fire on his left shoulder.

That fire.

It is the sun and fire of the world.

Adhering to the unbreakable Yang concept of the world.

At this moment, the aura of the Yang God on the Liuding Liujia Talisman in Jin An's arms became more and more intense.

The scorching sun-like thoughts in Jin An's eyes became even brighter.

boom!

Jin An lit another fire on his right shoulder.

Boom!

The third sun fire above his head was also lit.

People have three Yang Fires. These three Yang Fires are condensed by the person's Qi, blood and upright spirit. Everyone has three Yang Fires. It's just a matter of which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

For those who are strong, ghosts and gods cannot get close to them.

Before the ghosts and gods have even taken a hundred steps, they already feel like they are being burned by a furnace, bringing about their own destruction.

Weak people are in a trance, frail and sick, and are prone to evil spirits.

Practicing martial arts, he ignited his three Yang Fires, and the three Yang Fires manifested reality and were reflected in the void. Jin An was tempering his own will, and his strength broke through again! His martial arts cultivation has advanced to a more mysterious and profound realm, and he is one step closer to the Yangshen Avenue.

In Taoism, it is said that people have three yang fires.

In Taoism, there are also Taoist martial arts and myths and legends about Emperor Zhenwu smashing the void.

Jin An gradually had the artistic conception of using martial arts to enter the Tao, and he gradually touched the "Tao" that Emperor Zhenwu once walked!

At this time, Monk Chanyuan's hand injuries were not much better than Jin An's. The bones of his arms were shaken with countless cracks, the muscles were torn apart, and his arms were dripping with blood.

But monk Chanyuan discovered a fact that he couldn't accept.

The young Taoist priest in front of him was actually using him to hone his will in a life-and-death situation. This discovery immediately made him furious.

He was furious!

"How dare you underestimate me!"

"You actually dare to lend me my hand at this time to hone your martial arts will!"

"ah!"

Monk Chanyuan roared angrily, sand and rocks flew on the ruins of Five Fingerprints, and the sound was constantly exploding. Even the monks of Bailong Temple, who were thirty feet away, retreated again and again with pain in their eardrums.

Their eardrums were damaged and they bled.

There were many monks with low cultivation who were unable to use their true energy to resist the sound waves filling their ears, and were directly deafened by the perforated eardrums. In an instant, they screamed one after another.

This is the Sakya Lion Roar Kung Fu!

People thirty feet away were deafened.

The damage suffered by Jin An, who was so close at hand, was even more conceivable. Jin An's energy and blood were shaking, as if the river was turning upside down, and the meridians, energy, blood, and true energy were disordered.

He immediately moved Zangqi to suppress the internal organs atrium.

Zang Qi is like a general.

Sit in the center.

Stabilize the surging Qi, blood and Qi in the body.

The seventh level of "Black Mountain Technique"! Buddha!

Pagoda is the integration of the first six layers of "Black Mountain Kung" to form a leak-free body, which further enhances the power of fire-poisoned internal Qi, Qi shield, hard skin membrane, marrow cleansing and menstruation, and immunity to all poisons.

The sonic attack of Sakyamuni's lion's roar skill was like a circle of sharp blades, cutting into Jin'an's body.

Jin An actually voluntarily gave up the black-shirted aura mask, and actually wanted to use the sonic attack of the Lion's Roar Kung Fu to hone his martial arts skills.

Clang! Clang! Clang…

Like the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds clashing, the black shirt formed by the poisonous internal energy on Jin An's body kept rippling, becoming thinner and thinner.

Bo!

The air mask of the black shirt is broken.

puff! puff! puff……

The sound waves continued to cut into Jin An's body, leaving tiny wounds. But at this time, the lion's roar skill was no longer able to continue, and Jin An was no longer afraid.

Instead, he used the lion's roar skill to hone his pagoda.

Let the flawless body of the pagoda be refined and perfected.

Practicing martial arts is not something done behind closed doors.

Practicing martial arts is to hone your own vast will, make your body strong and your mind stronger.

"You have repeatedly humiliated me! You are looking for death!"

"I must crush you to pieces today! Only then can I resolve my hatred!"

Monk Chanyuan is so arrogant. He dares to ignore Master Huizhen. In his eyes, what about the eminent monks from Zhenguo Temple? All these are just stepping stones on his way to becoming a strong man. .

His arrogance and self-confidence made him feel that he was extremely talented among his peers, but today he was repeatedly defeated by the tough-nosed little Taoist priest in front of him.

This made him furious.

At this moment, Monk Chanyuan had a pair of angry eyes, his eyes were about to burst, and there was boundless killing intent in his eyes.

He had a shocking murderous intention towards Jin An.

"I am the Three Lotus Buddha Hearts!"

"I am destined to rise in the coming age of great strife!"

"How could he be defeated by a mere ox-nosed Taoist priest who came out of nowhere!"

"Three Lotus Buddha Heart! Three Lotus Wrath! Three Body Buddha!"

Buddhism has a saying about the three-body Buddha. The Buddha has three bodies, namely the Dharmakaya, the Sambhogakaya, and the Incarnation Body.

At this time, monk Chanyuan bit the tip of his tongue, spit out three mouthfuls of heart essence and blood, and then made the Sakyamuni mudra with his hands.

The handprints become knotted faster and faster.

The golden flames on his body became more and more vast and turbulent.

Brilliant like divine light, shining with golden light.

At this moment, all the blood, dirt, and dust on his body were brushed off by a layer of gold paint. The gold paint was not real gold paint, but drops of golden blood flowing out of his pores.

The golden blood coated Monk Chanyuan's body with a layer of gold.

It seems to have become a golden body of Arhat.

Like the Arhat from the Buddhist land who comes to the human world in person, his Qi surges, the Buddha's power is vast, like the bright and vast golden river rising and falling, his aura is astonishing, reaching its peak.

This gold-plated young monk's golden light is even more astonishing.

He is full of Buddhist power, Buddhist Dharma, and Buddhist Zen, grand and powerful, and has the Three Lotus Buddha Heart, which means that his Qi has surged several times.

Monk Chanyuan was really crazy this time.

He would not hesitate to burn his own energy, blood, and life span to kill Jin An, a Taoist priest, in Bailong Temple today.

But Jin An was not afraid of Monk Chanyuan at this time.

He had just made great progress in cultivation, not to mention that he had not used all his cards before, so the fighting spirit in his eyes and the fighting spirit in his body boiled, boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground trembled, and he used his Elephant Demon Legs. His legs stomped all the way to the ground, and earth and rocks flew into the sky. Every step he took was ten steps away. His momentum grew higher and higher, just like the ancient elephant going crazy and causing a huge wave behind him. of smoke.

"Let me see if your Three Lotus Buddha's heart is stronger or my fist is stronger!"

"bring it on!"

"A fight to the death at the last moment!"

Jin An's fighting spirit boiled.

He took three Taoist Yang Fire weapons and faced Sakyamuni Buddha head-on.

Every time you raise your hands and feet, your energy and blood are surging, and your Yang Qi is surging.

The pores open and suck in the heaven and earth, using the heaven and earth as an oven, absorbing the vast fire energy from the east above the head, and using the yang energy on the shoulders and top of the head as a dye, the more it burns, the more prosperous it is.

His eyes were like cold lightning, bursting with the divine radiance of the Yang God. There was cold electricity wandering, stirring, and scratching the black pupils in his pupils, as if they were not black pupils, but turned into a pool of thunder. With the divine radiance of the Yang God, There is also the head of the Heaven and Earth Dharma in Lei Chi.

Boom!

He takes big strides, fights without retreating, fights to the death, leaving no way out. The path of martial arts is to advance bravely and diligently, to swim against the current, with a brave heart that can split the road between life and death.

Tiger collapse fist!

Boom!

Click!

The fist seals collided. When Jin An reached the peak of his strength and punched out, the air on his arm exploded, creating a sonic boom. At the same time as he fired the sonic boom, there was a thunderbolt enveloping the fire ring and the electric ring. , like a demon, with a shocking momentum like the overwhelming power of Mount Tai.

The two figures collided fiercely like two mountain peaks, boom!

Fist exchange.

Suddenly!

Monk Chanyuan noticed something was wrong, but it was already too late. Lightning struck through the skin on his fist and into his flesh, burning his skin black and numbing his arm.

Although his physical strength is not afraid of this lightning high temperature.

As long as his current three-body Buddha strength is fully activated, he can naturally recover immediately.

However, the moment his arm was numbed by the shock, a surge of energy followed, carrying an unprecedented explosive force and hot and boiling breath, penetrating the skin of his fist, ruthlessly penetrating into his arm, shoulder blade, and even into his chest. In the internal organs!

Tiger collapse fist! Inch strength!

"Blood Knife Sutra"! Qian Yan!

This was the first time that Jin An used Qianyan. He instantly burned one third of his energy and blood, in exchange for an explosive power that was more violent and domineering than the red blood force.

Click! It was the sound of broken bones and tendons.

"Ah! I am unwilling..."

With a roar, Monk Chanyuan's right arm was broken off by Cun Jin and fell to the ground. At the same time, he was hit hard and flew away.

But his arm was broken, and before his unbalanced body could fly far, Yun He's hand was grasped by Jin An, who was boiling with fighting spirit at the moment, and he was dragged back in mid-air by his ankle.

boom!

Jin An grabbed the man's legs and threw him heavily into the ruins. Smoke and dust rose into the sky, and a deep pit was created.

boom! Click!

Elephant devil legs!

Monk Chanyuan's chest collapsed due to the trampling. His internal organs were injured by Cun Jin and Qian Yan. Finally, he could no longer bear the injuries on his body and forced to burn the three hearts that exploded with energy and blood. He was stepped on by Jin An. After the heart was exploded, the person was like a rag that had been stepped on and exploded. After coughing out a few heart fragments in his mouth, he died of breath.

puff!

The light of the sword flashed, and a human head fell to the ground. The head with an expression of unwillingness and unwillingness to die just rolled down in front of the Qingfan Hall.

Monk Chanyuan fell in front of the corpse of Master Shanneng!