Chapter six hundred and eighteenth magic Shakyamuni
This incident was like a rabbit rising and falling, beyond everyone's expectations.
I saw a naked man sprinting like a wild beast and rushed towards the old monk, opening his mouth and biting it.
The old monk was cut off half of his body by the Zhuxian Sword Formation and was seriously injured, but when he saw this beast-like figure pounced on him, he raised his right hand and slapped out the Vajra Prajna Palm.
The Vajra Prajna Palm is a unique Buddhist knowledge, which can conquer all the demons in the world.
The Vajra Prajna Palm of Shakyamuni Buddha is even more powerful.
However, when this palm hit the naked man, it was blocked by a powerful body-protecting true energy, which shocked the old monk's right hand.
Sakyamuni's face changed drastically. His palm had already tested the cultivation level of the man in front of him. The true energy of this person was extremely mixed, as if the cultivation level of millions of people was in one body. They fought each other but were integrated, and their strength was at least five-turn Hunyuan.
"roar!"
The man roared the beast, stretched his head, opened his mouth and bit off the old monk's neck, drinking blood.
Then he grabbed the old monk's shoulders with both hands, tore them hard, and immediately tore them into two pieces, and took out his liver to eat.
Even the saints were shocked to see this incident.
Luohu glanced at him and his eyes narrowed slightly: "This is Jidu's roe owl magic skill. He eats people to benefit himself. This thing is actually a five-turn Hunyuan. How many people have you eaten to achieve this level of cultivation?... It's a pity that he is backfired by the devoured person, he is like a beast."
In Zixiao Palace, the ancestor Hongjun also pondered slightly: "Demonic Way?"
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At this moment, Zishou looked at the naked man biting the old monk's body, and a person flashed like lightning in his mind.
Zheng Wuyou!
This man is nothing else, he is Zheng Wuyou!
Zheng Wuyou ate the body of a ferocious beast with the help of Zisu and broke through Hunyuan.
Later, I met again, and my cultivation had reached the third turn of Hunyuan, but today I met again, and I had already achieved the fifth turn of level.
You should know that when you reach the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, the true energy you break through every turn is far beyond the previous sum. The Western guide has been stuck at the peak of the fourth turn for many years.
Now, Zheng Wuyou has only spent hundreds of years to reach the level of the fifth turn.
However, this terrifying cultivation speed was obviously a problem. At this time, Zheng Wuyou no longer looked as elegant as a scholar as he saw at first, but instead looked like a mad dog who had rabies and looked for people everywhere.
After Zheng Wuyou finished eating the old monk's body, he was unwilling to give up and picked up his bones one by one, put them in his mouth to bite and swallow them.
"Hahahahaha! I, Zheng Wuyou, succeeded, succeeded!"
Suddenly, Zheng Wuyou raised his head and opened his arms and shouted wildly.
His blood and energy surged around him, tangled like a poisonous snake, and his cultivation level increased rapidly!
The speed of the rise can only be described as "terror".
The peak of the five-turn Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!
The early stage of the Six-Turn Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!
The middle stage of the six-turn Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!
Six-turn Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian late stage!
Six-turn Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Peak!
Seven-turn Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!
After a few breaths, the aura that Zheng Wuyou burst out had reached the seventh level, and the dark demonic energy emitted from his body almost crushed the space.
"Did you see it? My Zheng Wuyou succeeded, my Zheng Wuyou succeeded! I am the 7th turn of Hunyuan, let's see, let's see who else looks down on me in the future, and who dares to disrespect me, hahahahaha..."
Zheng Wuyou laughed wildly at the sky, but the expression on his face had changed several times.
"I am the Great Emperor. If you dare to eat my body, I will not let you have a good life!"
"This body is my Ding Qiuan. No one of you wants to compete with me!"
"Let's see who can survive to the end!"
Zheng Wuyou said something, and his expression changed repeatedly like Sichuan opera.
Suddenly, a arrogant expression, a hatred expression, a painful expression, and an angry expression.
"Ah! Get out of here! I must refine you. I am Zheng Wuyou, I am Zheng Wuyou!" Zheng Wuyou held his head and shouted loudly. It seemed that countless souls were fighting for control in his body, or in other words, there were countless different personalities in his memory who were fighting for dominance.
Zishou slowly stood up from the ground, his face pale and his body was in a severe pain. He looked at Zheng Wuyou in front of him and felt something was wrong.
At this moment, Zheng Wuyou turned around, looked at Zishou with his head tilted, and suddenly laughed: "I ate you and asked you to suppress others. It's just right, I ate you, I ate you, I ate you..."
Zishou thought something was wrong, and Zheng Wuyou jumped out with a ferocious expression on his face.
The green lotus sword shook, and the son stood up with his sword.
At this moment, Zheng Wuyou suddenly fell to the ground, covered his head and rolled around, and the beast roared in his mouth.
"Don't come out, don't come out!"
"Don't come out, get back, get back!"
"It's so painful, so painful. Who will save me? It's so painful!"
"Ah! I'm in such a pain!"
A ray of golden light suddenly surged around him, and then another demonic energy surged out!
"Amitabha, my lord rises and falls, and the gods retreat!"
At this moment, another strange voice came from Zheng Wuyou's mouth, and then he slowly stood up, raised his single palm, and the Buddha's light emerged!
Sakyamuni!
All the gods watching were shocked.
Luohu said: "This magic skill can certainly increase one's cultivation to a higher level saint in a short period of time, but the side effects are even greater. Once one devours the person who should not be devoured, it will be dominated by the other. Sakyamuni is the person that Zheng Wuyou should not be devoured."
"Old thing, don't try to drive me away, hahaha!"
Zheng Wuyou said sternly, with a ferocious look on the left half of his face, and a demonic energy rolling on the left!
"Amayal Buddha, the donor is so painful, let me save you! Namo Helada Nadolayeye, Namo Ada Yaya, Emperor Palujie, Bodhi Sabaya, Mahasattva, Mahakaluniya, Om! Sahala is fined, Sudanada writes..."
The face on the right half is full of Buddha's appearance, and a loud Buddha sound comes from his mouth, and the Buddha's light surging on the right.
"No, don't try to save me! I will never die, ah!"
Zheng Wuyou shouted loudly on the left half. He lay on the ground, his body was intertwined with the Buddha's light, and his face was half a demon and half a Buddha.
As the Buddha's light and demonic energy continue to interweave, Zheng Wuyou's demonic Buddha's appearance also began to merge!
"It's okay that Zheng Wuyou is at the fifth level, but the old monk was also severely injured. It seems that no one can compete with each other, which is interesting." Luohu sneered slightly.
At this moment, Zheng Wuyou suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly: "Om! I can't save all sentient beings. Can't I save you? Kill, kill, kill!"
Slammed!
The Buddha's light of the demonic energy merged into Zheng Wuyou, but the Buddha's appearance on his face was ferocious, but the golden light flowed, and it was indescribable.
Chapter completed!