The little monk of Jin Yu stood in front of Xu Yang, holding his Qiankun bowl with one hand.

Seeing this, the golden mask on the opposite side was slightly stunned, looked up and down carefully, and then said: "The little monk of the Golden Buddha Temple, you are only a cultivator of the first layer of the Daoming Realm, and you can actually block my "Xingchen" fist technique without the slightest injury, you can be regarded as a genius." Look at the third golden eye between your eyebrows, it should probably be natural. Born with three eyes, either demon or evil. When did the Golden Buddha Temple fall to the point of relying on demons and evil people to strengthen the façade. What a joke. ”

The words of the Golden Mask were sarcastic.

The little monk of Jin Yu was not angry, the third golden eye between his eyebrows flickered, and he smiled slightly: "My Buddha is very compassionate, but in this world, not only people, but also demons and monsters are all in it." I am a monk, that is, I want to be a degree. As long as there is a desire to seek the Buddha, why should they care about the source? But if someone has evil in his heart, then he can only fall into the evil spirit. ”

After a pause, the little monk of Jin Yu said loudly: "Master Jiuhao, it should be Your Excellency's original Buddha name." I once saw a copy of "Seeking Buddha" in the Rulai Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple. It records the number of people who have always practiced the Golden Buddha Eucharistic Sutra, and the total number is no more than two hands, but the name of one of them is outlined by a red pen, and that name is Master Jiuhao. For this reason, I consulted the Nine Dry Master Ancestor in the Golden Buddha Temple, and the Nine Dry Master told me that the Nine Dry Master was one of his junior disciples and a peerless Buddhist genius. Back then, Master Jiu Hao cultivated the Golden Buddha Holy Body Sutra and the unique Star Technique, but he disappeared innocently during the war between humans and demons in the Northern and Western Regions. I was thinking that if Master Jiuhao had disappeared in the Great War of Humans and Demons, his name should have been recorded and honored in the Golden Buddha Temple's Genesis, but it didn't. Now it seems that you have fallen into the path of demons. In other words, you have betrayed the Golden Buddha Temple and betrayed your original heart to seek Buddha!"

"Hey, hey. The golden mask smiled disdainfully, "Little monk Jinyu, you are a smart little fellow. If you can practice in the Rulai Hall at a young age, presumably the Golden Buddha Temple will also use you as an elite disciple to cultivate. When I was your age, I used to practice in the Nyorai Hall. But so what? In the end, he was just a warrior monk with a butcher's knife in his hand, killing people to save himself, and to put it bluntly, a butcher wearing a monk's mask. Instead of this, it is really better to be an unrestrained, lawless, and innocent Jianghu person, and decisiveness in killing is the true cultivation and righteousness. ”

The little monk of Jin Yu looked at him and said loudly: "Master Jiuhao, I don't know what you have experienced before, it can be said that you are you, and you are no longer you." You have two masks to cover your face, so let the little monk see how you are above board under the mask. I, the little monk of Jinyu, will spend this day with the stars today, and by the way, I will spend the humble you under the stars. ”

"Come to the little monk's bowl!" the little monk of Jin Yu called softly.

Clusters of swirling golden light rose from the surface of the bowl he held in the palm of his right hand, like a golden spirit fish playing.

The little monk of Jin Yu looked at the golden mask on the opposite side while rubbing the surface of the Qiankun bowl with his left hand.

In the Qiankun bowl, the nine dragon pattern carvings at the bottom moved in a blink of an eye, and in the golden light, there was a pool of pale golden soup.

The little monk of Jin Yu glanced down at the golden soup in the bowl, picked up the bowl, and poured it into his stomach with his head up.

The little monk of Jinyu wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and whispered jokingly: "Jinguang soup, little monk, I don't like vegetarian food very much." ”

The "golden soup" entered the stomach of the little monk of the golden jade, and instantly emitted an incomparably powerful power of golden light.

The white robe outside the golden jade monk's body flew up, the surface was golden like a wave, and the aura of the body was rising.

The second layer of the Dominion Realm!

The pinnacle of the Daoming Realm!

Breakthrough!

The first layer of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!

The cultivation of the little monk of Jin Yu is manifested directly under the stimulation of half a bowl of golden light soup

Raised to the first layer of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The golden-masked man on the opposite side stared at the bowl in the hand of the little monk of Jinyu, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Little monk, the treasure in your hand is the Qiankun bowl left by the founder of the Golden Buddha Temple, the Golden Light Buddha, after his ascension." I didn't expect this precious immortal weapon to be in the hands of your little monk, it seems that your Buddha fate is really not small. If I get this bowl, maybe I can escape from this prison of stars. I don't know how long I've been confined in this space of purple stars, and it's so boring to tell or listen to stories here every day, and I want to go out and kill people, and come up with a new and more wonderful life story. ”

As the words fell, the golden mask took a step forward and said sharply, "Give me the Qiankun bowl in your hand." ”

"Not for you. ”

The little monk of Jin Yu replied decisively, flipped it with one hand, and temporarily put the Qiankun bowl in the Qiankun bag in the cuff.

"Little Monk Jin Yu, you used the power of golden light to improve your skill body to the first layer of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, but you are just forcibly activating your skill body. I'm enough to cultivate at the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, see how many punches you can take from me. ”

The golden mask folded his hands, and a large cloud of golden light and mist rose on the surface of his body, and a large golden star appeared behind him.

In the golden star law, the dots of stars connect to outline Sanskrit characters, as if they have reached the level of the Dao realm.

Seeing this, the little monk of Jin Yu couldn't help but blurt out: "It's the Dao Realm's Sanskrit Starlight, this Nine Masters deserved to be on the same level as the Nine Dry Master Ancestors. ”

Immediately afterwards, the golden mask on the opposite side controlled the golden light of the stars under his feet, and it only came to the golden jade monk in a flash.

Without stopping, his fists came out one after another.

"Boxing - the stars are falling!"

In the blink of an eye, there are thousands of fist shadows, each fist shadow has a certain size, if there are thousands of stars falling, rumbling, the void is torn, and it is extremely shocking.

The third golden eye between the eyebrows of the little monk of Jin Yu flickered non-stop, and the thousands of fist shadows on the opposite side were interpreted by the power of his heavenly eyes one by one as if in slow motion, and the trajectory of the thousands of fist shadows was completely clearly seen.

The little monk of gold and jade violently lifted his body, and the power of golden light gathered on his palms.

"Buddhism - Enlightenment in a Thousand Words!"

Each palm print is the size of a zhang, and the golden Sanskrit characters on the surface of the palm print circulate in an orderly manner, like a turning golden light scripture, revealing the supreme power of Buddhism.

Boom, boom, boom.

The two sides collided with each other, and the sound of the explosion was like a meteor rain falling to the ground, and it was like the sound of the Buddha chanting scriptures rolling between heaven and earth.

For a moment, thousands of explosive powers were superimposed, setting off golden winds one after another. The wind is surging, not to mention a hundred miles, covering the stars of a day.

After a while, the power of the moves of both sides was exhausted, and the figures were separated.

The little monk of Jin Yu was panting, the golden light in the meridians in his body was boiling, and his "Thousand Words of Enlightenment" just now used at least eighty percent of his body.

The golden mask was equally exhausted, his hands on his knees, his arms shaking.

At this moment, the golden mask on the masked monster's face quickly turned into a purple mask.

With the change of the mask, the originally decadent Buddha Dao Gong Body has also become a full Demon Dao Gong Body.

The purple mask moved his arm, clenched his fists, and said confidently: "This little monk will let me slaughter it, this is another interesting, murderous story." ”

The masked stranger's original golden light Buddha body state disappeared in an instant, and clusters of purple demonic aura spread out from his body like a tide.

Behind the purple mask, there was a statue of Yuan Magic, who was more than ten zhang tall, with a naked upper body, muscles like a hill, and a leopard face and a single horn.

Yuan Demon Bloodline!

The little monk of Jin Yu immediately said

"Friend Xu Yang, it's your turn to make a move." I'm sure the body of this guy on the other side is mostly made up of two people. Otherwise, even if a person has cultivated two kinds of exercises, it is impossible to achieve such a speed of recovery as the exercises. You and I take turns to attack to force him to the limit, and we can take the opportunity to find his weaknesses......"

At this time, Xu Yang had been observing the situation on the battlefield, he had already finished breathing, and even took the time to drink the beast spirit wine in the purple wine gourd on his waist, and his body was as full as a cow.

"Xu Xiaoxian is here. ”

A black dragon fire flew in front of the golden jade monk.

The dragon fire converged and revealed Xu Yang's body, and at this moment, Xu Yang was still wearing a black dragon battle armor, but his body was already a half-dragon beast. A pair of huge black dragon wings grew from his back, and there was also an extra black crystal-like dragon scale in the middle of his eyebrows, and even many small black scales appeared on the back of his hands. And Xu Yang's martial arts aura has reached the peak of the Daoming Realm.

Xu Yang looked at the purple mask opposite, stretched out his arms, and said loudly, "You are not allowed to bully him." ”

At the same time, in the void behind Xu Yang, a huge fire starry sky appeared. In the sky of the fire star, countless fire stars are singing, and there is a flame bird with a thin neck and long tail spreading its wings to the sky.

Howling –

A divine bird's cry streaked across the starry sky and sang the battle song of fire.

Dao Realm - Daming Vermilion Bird!

Xu Yang's physical performance was forcibly improved again, breaking through the bottleneck boundary, and directly came to the first layer of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Temperament, on the shoulders, Xu Yang will never lose to anyone.

The little monk of Jinyu, who was hiding not far behind Xu Yang, looked at Xu Yang's back, couldn't help but smile slightly, and whispered, "Friend." ”

Friend, it's just two words, but this weight is heavy.

And at this moment, Xu Yang is taller than the stars of this day in the eyes of the little monk of Jinyu.

The purple mask on the opposite side pointed at Xu Yang with his hand and said, "You little guy, you can control the power of the Black Demon Dragon and the power of the Vermilion Bird Dao Realm at the same time, it stands to reason that you should be a demon cultivator from the Southern Regions." But in the fluctuation of your body, how can there be a faint fluctuation of the Yuan Demon bloodline. Don't say no, because there is a slight resonance between the Yuan Demon bloodlines. Although there are many different levels of the Yuan Demon bloodline, I am sure that the Yuan Demon bloodline in your body will not be lower than mine. Say, where did you come from? ”

Xu Yang resolutely responded loudly: "Heavenly Ghost Sect Xu Yang." ”

The purple face was a little suspicious: "The disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, how can there be a Yuan Demon bloodline on his body?"

Hum!

Xu Yang snorted coldly and did not explain.

"It turns out that this body of yours is a demon cultivator in the Western Regions. Xu Yang's eyes lit up, "Let me tell you this guy, what I Xu Xiaoxian hate the most is demon cultivation!"

Xu Yang clenched his fists and raised them high. On the surface of the fist, a pair of red fire wings appeared.

"Fist Technique - Fire Wing Demon Dragon Cannon!"

Punch out! Dragon Roar!

A fist of fire suddenly soared, black lightning and red fire, and the two-winged demon dragon blasted through the black wilderness of the day.

At the moment when Xu Yang made a move, the purple mask on the opposite side roared angrily: "Kill!"

The enraged purple mask also clenched his fists, and then raised it high, and the purple demonic energy on the surface of the fist kept tumbling.

"Fist Technique - Yuan Demon Leopard King!"

Punch out!The Yuan Demon Leopard Beast roars!

A purple fist wind flew thousands of feet, and in the purple wind, a hundred zhang purple leopard pounced out, and its sharp claws and teeth were about to tear through the void.

In the next moment, the power of the two sides slammed into one place in the void.

For a time, the black dragon roared, the purple leopard roared, the black fire stirred the sky, and the purple wind extinguished.

The exploding wind and fire swept through Xuanhuang for more than 100 miles.