Chapter 137: The Power of King Kong

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After saying that, the six arms suddenly raised, and the bodies that were stuck together below suddenly trembled, and the monstrous demonic energy overflowed, and the ferocious head bit the Fudo Ming King's head fiercely. Under the sharp teeth, Several bloody holes are looming.

Seeing that the other party was showing signs of getting out of trouble, the monk in mid-air frowned slightly. He stretched out his right hand under his robe, and the glass-like luster rippled on the surface of his skin, looking extremely mysterious.

I saw his index finger and ring finger put together in a special posture, and his closed lips opened slightly.

"Ba."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden "卍" character flew out and was printed directly on the body of the Iron-armed Demon Lord. Even the terrifying demonic energy around him was suppressed.

"The Six Mantras of Buddhism,"

The Iron-armed Demon Lord's expression condensed, "No wonder I haven't made a sound for these hundred thousand years. It turns out that I am practicing your Buddhist closed-mouthed meditation."

The old monk remained silent, as if what he just did had nothing to do with him. The furious Iron-Armed Demon Lord didn't waste any more nonsense. He ignored his body and pounced directly towards the monk in mid-air.

The demon monk in front of me is not the real body, but appears in the form of Dharma.

Soon, the two sides fought together. Amidst the loud bangs and bangs, endless golden light and bloody light raged around. The aftermath of each collision could shoot through the sky or crack the earth. A picture of Apocalyptic vision.

It can be seen that although the two sides are evenly matched on the surface, the Iron-Armed Demon Lord is in a desperate posture. His six thick arms are like six giant axes that open the sky and attack each other continuously without any defense.

In this desperate posture, Fudo Myooh kept retreating, and the Dharma Prime began to show some injuries. Drops of golden blood fell from the wounds, directly causing large craters of 100 meters to explode in the ground below.

In the deepest part of the bloody light, Wu Tian was still wrapped in demonic energy. His hands continued to perform some kind of hand skills, and the surrounding demonic energy surged up. There seemed to be something in the squirming blood on his shoulders and under his ribs. Things have to grow the same.

As time goes by, the battle in the sky becomes more and more intense. It can be seen that the Iron-armed Demon Lord deliberately takes the opponent away from this area, and would rather risk being injured to receive the opponent's attack.

At the same time, Wu Tianzheng looked down at his body and waved his fists from time to time.

Just a few minutes ago, he successfully condensed two new heads and four arms. Not only did they communicate with each other, but they were also condensed with magic power and could be restored even if they exploded.

What surprised Wu Tian the most was that the magical power of the Iron Arm clan could be condensed using spiritual power, so there was no need to worry about the consumption of magic power.

Not only that, after the Iron-Armed Demon Lord's almost "rough" demonic energy filling his body during this period, he already had forty-six demonic patterns, and he was not far from the realm of Five Heavens and Earth.

very good.

Just when Wu Tian was overjoyed, the monk who was fighting in the sky seemed to have discovered something. He retreated sharply, and there was a slight change in Gujing Wubo's face. His eyes did not open even when facing the Iron-Armed Demon Lord. It opened slowly at this moment.

These were a pair of emotionless golden eyes, and at the moment they were opened, the monk clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha."

The next second, two golden lights shot out from his eyes, growing in size as if they were real, turning into two giant swords of golden light. The place they passed was filled with the sound of countless monks chanting sutras, and a large number of demonized monsters and monsters. The clan member showed a look of pain, and then his body turned into ashes inch by inch and disappeared.

The pressure on the Iron-armed Demon Lord in mid-air increased suddenly.

"It's this clairvoyance again, damn it."

Heaven's eye is the supreme magical power of Buddhism. No matter what kind of monsters, monsters or monsters are in front of Heaven's eyes, they can't hide.

In the previous battle, the Iron-Armed Demon Lord was hit by this move, and his body was severely injured and fell into pieces. He did not expect that the opponent could perform such a terrifying move even under his Dharma form.

However, when he saw that the two golden giant swords were pointing in the direction where Wu Tian was, the Iron-armed Demon Lord's expression suddenly changed.

In the midst of lightning and flint, he had no time to think and rushed forward, blocking Wu Tian.

In the past, the Iron-Armed Demon Lord might not have been so great, but now Wu Tian was carrying his last hope, and he knew that his deadline had come, so he made this move.

I only heard two harsh sounds of "squeaking" in the air, and I saw that the several arms of the Iron-armed Demon Lord crossed in front of him were pierced by golden light, and together with the positions of his two blades behind him, his entire huge body was strung together like this. Half empty.

Although the golden light at this moment was weakened by more than half, it still did not stop.

Wu Tian's scalp was numb. In desperation, he drew his right hand in front of him, and a space crack as high as one person appeared in front of him.

Devouring gap.

However, even though this move was much more powerful than before, it was still not enough for the monk's attack.

Bang, the tips of the two golden lights directly entered the space crack, passed out from the other end, and Wu Tian behind him was directly knocked away. By coincidence, he happened to fall into the underground cave.

On the ground, there remained a fragment of a gilt-black bead.

At the same time, Wu Qian in Ruyun Inn was looking at a certain name on the Wanyu list and was amazed.

During this time, he happened to watch Wu Tian jump from a position of more than 8,300 to 8,100, 7,800, and just now, it soared directly to 7,303. In less than a month, he jumped up to a thousand places at a rocket speed of He also sighed for a while.

"Isn't this kid not strong enough and ate some kind of spiritual fruit in the secret realm that can directly improve his strength?"

Wu Qian frowned. Over the course of time, there have been too many so-called favored men who have taken precious spiritual fruits in order to be one step ahead of others. This practice will undoubtedly ruin their own path to immortality.

At this time, he naturally didn't know that this time coincided with the breakthrough of the Thousand Hearts Glazed Beast, and Wu Tian reached the Three Heavens and cultivated the magical power "three heads and six arms", so his combat power naturally skyrocketed. As for the realm on the surface, he was still in the early stage of returning to the void.

At this moment, Wu Qian's expression suddenly changed.

Did he crush the fairy fruit he gave him? Did you encounter any danger?

Wu Qian felt a little disappointed in his heart, but he still carefully sensed the place where the fairy fruit was.

southwest direction.

More than three thousand miles.

He raised his eyebrows, so far?

This distance is probably located at the junction of Shiwanda Mountain in the south and the Western Demon Cave. How could a little guy in the Void Return Stage run so far.

Forget it, since I agreed to him, let's go there. It's only more than 3,000 miles away. Even if Wu Qian rushes over at full speed, it will take 3 or 4 hours. This is if there are no other obstacles on the way.

I wish this boy good luck during this period.

"No,"

In the ruins of the battlefield, seeing Wu Tian falling into an underground cave with his life or death unknown, the Iron-Armed Demon Lord let out a deafening roar.

At this moment, he was really angry.

In mid-air, a magic picture appeared. It was a huge and violent monster with a tiger head and a wolf body, red hair and red eyes. After jumping out, it rushed straight towards the iron-armed demon king. The two sides merged together strangely. .

Faced with the Iron-armed Demon Lord's desperate aura, Fudo Mingwang still didn't care at this moment. He looked at Wu Tian in the underground cave with a pair of golden eyes, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Just now, he felt a trace of immortality. Although it was fleeting, it was definitely true. Could it be an illusion?

Otherwise, why didn't the other party come to help at this moment of near death?

But there was no time for him to think about it now, because the Iron-armed Demon Lord who had merged with his own magic map had already come to kill him.

As a demon, the strongest means is naturally the magic map, and the fusion of the Iron-armed Demon Lord at this time is a move that will destroy both the stone and the stone. Although his combat power has returned to its peak at this time, once the battle is over, both the magic map and his body will be destroyed. will be reduced to ashes.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was turbulent, as if it was going to penetrate the whole world.

In front of the iron-armed demon king who had returned to his peak, Fudo Myoto did not dare to show his strength at this time. He could only see him constantly stepping in the air, resisting the opponent's attack like a tide, and uttering six-character mantras such as "唔" and "咔" from time to time. But still kept retreating.

Outside the battlefield, an almost ethereal figure sat cross-legged, lowering his eyebrows while chanting sutras while ripples continued to emit from his body. If the four old guys from Bai Hu were present, they would find that the entire battlefield had been engulfed by the Buddhist power emanating from them. Covering is like a closed protective cover, blocking the breath and fluctuations inside from leaking out.

If not, with the ferocity of the fighting inside now, it would be impossible for the outside world to be unaware of it.

Being able to shield two Immortal Lord-level battles, one can imagine the identity of this monk.

The Immortal Buddha, whose appearance is exactly the same as the purple-robed monk inside, is the original Buddha of Fudo Myoyo.

Perhaps because this place is close to the human territory, or perhaps due to his personality, at this time, Fudo Myoyo used a strange technique to conceal his body and breath. Even if a passing immortal discovered this place, he would not be able to notice it. to his presence.

In the underground cave, a body fell to the lake and was floating. It was covered in blood and flesh, and it could only be vaguely seen as a human figure.

If the Iron-Armed Demon Lord hadn't resisted most of the attacks just now, and if the opponent hadn't been in peak condition, it would have been impossible for Wu Tian to resist an Immortal Lord-level attack at his mere Void Return Stage.

Even so, he was in terrible shape at this time. No part of his body was healthy, and some parts were even exposed with bones. If his chest hadn't been rising and falling slightly, he would have been no different from a dead person.

After a while, the "dead man" moved. He raised his fingers slightly, slowly opened the space in his body, and pulled out a bone bottle.

This is the essence and blood of the Red Earth Black Turtle, and now there is only the last drop left.

Fortunately, Wu Tian's treasures were all in the internal space. If they were storage rings or storage bags, they would have been shattered by the attack just now.

After he used his last bit of strength to pour the essence and blood in the bone bottle into his mouth, Wu Tian tilted his head and fell directly into coma, and his body slowly sank into the lake.

Soon, the blood essence and blood of the Red Earth Black Turtle began to take effect.

Wu Tian's exposed flesh and blood began to squirm, as if growing.

However, at this moment, small "swastika" patterns suddenly appeared in Wu Tian's flesh and blood, trying to hinder his recovery.