Chapter 115: Fireball, the magic of the strong is different

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The sudden appearance of "Beast King Sutra" really shocked the monks and made them ecstatic.

They had already received benefits and were about to leave the Mountain of Beasts, but the appearance of the "King of Beasts" made them come back, using the most powerful magical weapons in their hands to fight for the golden words flying in the air.

Even if they only get one ancient text, after understanding it, their cultivation will be greatly improved.

The monks all over the world have a unified understanding, and they all believe that the "Beast King Sutra" is one of the most important treasures of Beast King Mountain.

Regardless of the foundation-building period or the Qi-refining period, everyone hopes to improve themselves with the help of scriptures to achieve the effect of standing on top of others.

If the eldest prince and the ninth prince want to become the most powerful contenders for the throne, "Beast King Sutra" is the best choice now. The old emperor has long wanted to abdicate, and has never decided on a suitable successor. If he can obtain the "Beast King Sutra" and use it to reach the top again, the throne of the emperor will most likely be passed down.

"Demon Lord Xiaoyao, please help my Highness obtain the scriptures. I will agree to all the requirements of the Demon Emperor."

The eldest prince's strength is limited. Even if he wants to seize the scripture himself, it is not suitable to take action. Those who are at the peak of foundation building and the core formation stage may usually worry about the identity of the eldest prince, but in this situation where their interests are the greatest, they There is no dignity or inferiority in the heart, only strength.

The Blood Demon Sect relied on the eldest prince to reach this point. Even if the eldest prince did not promise, the Blood Demon Sect was ready to take action.

The monk who was called Xiaoyao Demon Lord by the eldest prince was none other than the black-robed monk who was fighting for the rare treasure with the Son of Blood God. He glanced at the eldest prince coldly and said coldly:

"I hope His Highness will not break his promise."

It has to be said that the strength of Xiaoyao Demon Lord is quite good. He can fight to a tie with the Son of Blood God and crush most monks in the Qi Refining Stage under his feet. It took less than half an hour for this person to take action, and he got a dozen golden words in his hand, four of which formed an obscure sentence: "I want to practice this skill."

I don’t know whether the Blood Demon Sect deliberately avoids suspicion or there are too many things in the sect. During this trip to Beast King Mountain, they had a total of two people, one was the Xiaoyao Demon Lord, and the other was the Hongchen Demon Lord who was as powerful as the Xiaoyao Demon Lord. Two black-robed monks, a man and a woman, combined, were actually as good as the monks at the pill-forming stage.

Among the entire group of monks, the combat prowess of the two of them was almost at the ceiling of the Dan Formation stage.

In just one hour, there were hundreds of golden words in the hands of the two people. When they were pieced together, they were enough to become a unique scripture.

However, the Luoxia Sect, which the Ninth Prince trusted most, was no longer a loser. Shi Yangming and Zhuo Xiaowu were close to the peak of Qi refining. Kangxi City was approaching the middle stage of foundation building. Even the weakest Ouyang Tianyin had reached the peak of Qi refining. Seven levels of Qi.

The monks of the Luoxia Sect belong to a well-known and upright sect. They will not snatch the scriptures that other monks have already obtained, but few of the golden ancient texts floating in the air can escape their grasp.

From the time when the first ancient scripture text rushed out of the temple to the crazy scramble among the monks all over the world, it only took half an hour. In this half hour, hundreds of monks had already lost their lives, and many of them had formed pills. Period monk.

"Your Majesty, there is something wrong with this scripture."

On the spaceship in the middle, the Shen Tian Dan of the Shen Dan Hall held an ancient text between the two fingers of his right hand, with an expression full of doubts. He just stretched out his hand and grabbed this from the empty space. After examining it, he found that there was a trace of ferocious beasts in the ancient text.

It stands to reason that even if the "Beast King Sutra" that has been passed down for countless years is not suitable for human practice, it will not carry hostility and evil spirits. After all, ancient sutras are left by the ancient ancestors of a group. Even a single word should contain the breath of heaven and earth. , rather than carrying hostility.

"It is indeed abnormal. The aura of the Beast King Palace in front of me reminds me of a person, a powerful monster who has been involved with the royal family for countless years."

The old emperor stood at the top of the crowd. Under his majesty, his thoughts could not be seen, but he could make people feel a supreme pressure. Even the few golden elixir experts around him could not help but quietly stay away.

"Man Tong, you are from the God Clan. In the past few thousand years, your tribe has been the only one who has interacted with the Beast King Mountain. Go to that temple and see who is doing the evil. If possible, kill the person who is doing the evil. Kill them on the ground, so as not to harm the world in our northern region."

The old emperor gave an order, and a strong man behind him with a sledgehammer on his shoulder strode forward and said: "The old emperor's order, Mantong will naturally obey, it is just the condition of our clan, please agree to it." .”

"The old emperor is the lord of the world. You, a small barbarian tribe, dare to make conditions to the Great Qi Dynasty. I wonder if you don't know the heights of the world, or you have lost your brain after calling yourself a god."

The person who said this was Ruan Qiniang, the proprietress of Wanwu Store. From her disdainful words, it could be heard that she did not take the big man in front of her seriously at all.

"Go! I will consider your clan's conditions."

With the words of the old emperor, the strong man Mantong glanced at Ruan Qiniang, jumped up with his strong body, and jumped into the temple.

At this time, inside the temple, monks like Long Tai and below the alchemy stage had blood-red eyes and were dancing like crazy believers, more like lonely ghosts without intelligence. Each of them held many ancient scriptures in their hands. Writing, there are words in the mouth, but I don’t know what they mean.

"There is indeed something fishy!"

After discovering the crazy monk, Man Tong, whose strength reached the early stage of the Golden Elixir, suddenly hit the ground with a giant hammer on his shoulder. The vast fluctuations of spiritual power were like a wave, shaking everyone.

After Long Tai and other monks were shocked by the powerful force, they seemed to be sleeping or waking up. They didn't know their direction, their eyes were blurred, and they didn't know themselves.

At this time, Man Tong also discovered Chen Yuan standing not far away. He could tell at a glance that Chen Yuan was the manipulator behind it.

"Seize the body? It turns out that the source of everything lies with you!"

Mantong strode forward, raised the giant hammer high on his shoulder, and struck it directly on Chen Yuan's head.

Chen Yuan was only in the Qi Refining Stage. He had never seen the Golden Pill Stage before. His face was panicked and he quickly backed away.

"What are you afraid of? He is just a barbarian. He has no great use except for a little strength. Go and fight him. As long as I am here, he can't do anything to you."

Although Demon Lord Bai Zhenshan failed to seize the body, his own power can be used by Chen Yuan.

In other words, although Chen Yuan is only in the Qi Refining Stage, the spiritual power in his body is as vast as that of the Yuanying Stage, and the spells he uses also have the power of the Yuanying Stage.

"Senior puts it lightly. He is the Golden Core Supreme, and this junior is only in the Qi refining stage, how can you dare to fight with him?"

Although encouraged by the Demon Lord, Chen Yuan still did not dare to step forward, trying to avoid the giant hammer that was about to fall.

"Coward! Look at me, the Demon Lord!"

As he spoke, a white and transparent young figure suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yuan. The figure in a white robe was seen gently punching out his right fist.

The seemingly powerless fist collided with the giant hammer falling from the air, causing huge waves to roll up all around. Not only was Long Tai and the other monks ruthlessly swept away, but Man Tong's huge body also took a few steps back.

"You see. Just like me, use all the means at your disposal. I will help you increase your strength to the strongest."

After one punch, Bai Zhenshan's shadow disappeared from Chen Yuan's body.

Chen Yuan seemed to have some realization. He knew that he would have to fight the strong man in front of him today no matter what, otherwise he would not be able to get out.

"In that case, let me give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan flew up in the air, looked at the strong man Mantong coldly, and said: "Why did you come to disturb my practice? Have you taken the courage of a leopard?"

Chen Yuan's tone of voice was obviously Bai Zhenshan's. It would not do him any good if outsiders knew that the Demon Lord had not succeeded in seizing the body.

"Interfering with your practice? I think you are trying to come back to the world. Don't talk nonsense, and I will give you another blow."

Although Man Tong is strong enough, he is not very smart in terms of intelligence. He is not even as good as Long Tai and other monks in the pill formation stage. He only knows how to use brute force.

With Bai Zhenshan's promise, Chen Yuan became more courageous. Seeing the opponent's giant hammer coming again, he pinched the magic formula with his right hand, and a huge fireball suddenly appeared between his fingers.

Fireball is a spell that every monk in the world can master. From the beginning of his practice, Chen Yuan has never regarded fireball as a very useful spell. Now that he used it again, he found that fireball was not as powerful as he thought.

If it were not within the temple space, Chen Yuan even suspected that the fireball in his hand could shatter a thousand-foot mountain.

Throwing it gently with his right hand, the fireball quickly flew towards Mang Pain.

Boom!

The fireball collided with the giant hammer, and a huge sound echoed through the sky, causing the entire temple to shake violently. Long Tai and other monks who were still immersed in madness were more than half killed or injured in the powerful aftermath.

"I didn't expect that after thousands of years, your power is still so strong. However, it is limited to this. In front of the divine power of the gods, your little power is only enough to scratch an itch."

Although he was knocked back several steps, Mantong, who was in the early stage of the Golden Core, was not afraid of the reaction. He raised the giant hammer in front of him, and while pinching the magic formula with both hands, two arms grew inexplicably behind him, and every time Each arm holds a hammer.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Chen Yuan exclaimed in his heart and asked Demon Lord Bai Zhenshan.

"The Dharma of Heaven and Earth is indeed a kind of divine magic. But it is no longer the real Dharma of Heaven and Earth. The tribe of barbarians should have a little bit of divine blood, so they can use the Dharma of Heaven and Earth. However, don't be afraid, even though Just take action and nothing will happen."

At this time, Chen Yuan discovered that the demon king who tried to seize his body was a cheat. He had been cheated by a human woman thousands of years ago, and now he still had a short memory and wanted to cheat him.

Chen Yuan didn't think he could withstand the opponent's magic.

As a last resort, he could only grit his teeth and fight. This time, Chen Yuan took out two magic weapons, the three-leaf flying knife and the five-finger blade, a top-quality magic weapon made from bear claws given to him by the Black Bear Beast King.

"Suffer death!"

The barbarian with four arms raised three hammers and struck Chen Yuan. The endless power seemed to completely crush Chen Yuan's muscles and bones.