On the charming night dome, two domineering and strong men are facing each other, and tonight they are bound to distinguish the winner and the loser.

The coolie master knows very well that his cultivation is high and low, the other party is a monk of the eightfold cultivation of the Jindan Realm and he is the cultivation of the fourfold Jindan Realm, although it belongs to the same realm, but the other party's cultivation is far deeper than his own, and the Jindan cultivated in the body of the Jindan Realm monk, once the fish dies and the net breaks and the Jindan is exploded, although it will be destroyed, so far away from himself is absolutely certain death!

Thinking of this, the coolie master no longer delayed, the more he waited, the more flaws he had, and he had to kill him with one blow!

The mind settled, only to see the coolie master angrily mention the aura, the aura in the Jin Dan instantly pulled out ninety, the Jin Dan suddenly lost ninety percent of the aura, quickly shriveled, the coolie master didn't care about this, as long as he could launch that move, as long as he launched that move, the chance of winning was seventy percent!

The majestic man saw that the spiritual pressure on the coolie master's body had increased dramatically, and the spiritual energy had gathered more and more, and his heart became a little hairy, but he immediately calmed his heart: "What trick can an old bald donkey do?

Seeing that the aura was sufficient and the time was ripe, the coolie master took the aura into his hands, and gradually gathered into a swastika, and suddenly the storm whirled, and the Buddha's light flourished.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas"

The word "swastika" Buddha Yan rushed to the majestic man at great speed, less than a moment, it had hit, and then the wind and clouds went violently, the world was as bright as day, the supreme martial arts of Buddhism broke out with unparalleled strength, and the radius of fifty miles destroyed the forest and destroyed the peak with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, shocking the square circle, and rushing to the world.

Immediately, a word of admiration came out of the wolf smoke: "Not bad... Very good... Although you are a fourth-level cultivator in the Jindan Realm, you can't withstand this trick even if an ordinary monk of the same rank as me can't withstand it! It's a pity! You met me! Do you think I'm an ordinary robber bandit? Let me tell you! I'm the second master of the dignified Domain-Vein Emperor Village! I'm the strongest king of the Domain-Vein Mountain! Today, I'm going to make up my mind for this Bodhi Hundred Kindness!"

The wind and dust dissipated, and he saw that the strong man was still standing like a pine, with a tall posture.

"It actually wasted a Yuan Infant Shield! That can withstand the blow of the early Yuan Infant Monk! It was almost broken! What a superb force!" The majestic man's words turned sharply, and the endless killing intent raged, "But you... Today... Only bow down!"

Seeing that the blow could not be achieved and the opponent had already intended to attack, the coolie master hurriedly cast a spell to protect himself.

"The bell never goes out"

There was no trace of the aura in the golden pill, and the coolie master knew that he was at the end of his crossbow.

Immediately, a powerful and incomparable Buddha bell slowly took shape, covering the coolie master inside, although the Buddha bell was dim but still domineering.

The majestic man is also on the road to death at this moment.

"Death!

The majestic man stepped forward and slapped his palm, and the shot was a death-defying move, and a cloud of ghostly flames accompanied by the palm of his hand pressed fiercely on the Buddha's spirit bell.

"Bang"

The fire bells came to each other, and in an instant, an unbelievable wave erupted, and in the center of the explosion, time and space trembled at great speed, and the air boiled and evaporated.

The Buddha bell is broken, the remnant monk flies, and the victory or defeat has been seen.

The coolie master who was knocked down was lying on the ground covered in blood, looking straight at the sky with his eyes, "Defeated?"

"Yes, you're defeated!" the majestic man fell from the air, "Whether you're convinced or unwilling, today... Hell... I've got you!"

"Oh, is it, the poor monk has not yet been defeated!" the coolie master's arms shook to the ground, and he stood up with strength.

The coolies who were seriously injured and nearly died, and the monks' robes stained with dust and blood tell the most tragic Buddha in the world. The Buddha is compassionate and compassionate to the world, and when compassion dies, who will pity this desolate earth?

The knees are still straight, and the Buddha's face is sad and unchanging. The Buddha is determined to take death as the way of his beloved disciple's life!

"A reed crosses the river and the world is in the world"

The coolie master squeezed the aura in the golden pill to the slightest, and took this step beyond life and death. One step, one step is just a stone's throw away, one step is the end of the world. The coolie master stepped out and came directly to the majestic man, and before the strong man could react, he was stopped by the coolie master and hugged him, flashing out a hundred miles away.

"My ignorant karmic fire!"

"Jin Dan!

The coolie master knew that the aura in the golden pill was gone, and although the power of the self-detonation golden pill body was powerful, it was also limited. Only before that, the monk who sends out the Buddha's natal ignorance karmic fire can kill the enemy with one blow.

"Bang!"

The fire of the ignorance of karma and the golden pill exploded, the explosion was instantaneous, the heaven and the earth were shaken, everything was silent, the radius of a hundred miles was full of broken walls, dust and rolling, the two kings were completely lifeless, the bones were not seen, and they were scattered in the vastness.

At this moment, a drizzle of rain fell in the night dome, covering the dust that would not disappear, this was the spiritual rain. The monk's practice absorbs the aura in the air, and after death, the aura is rich and scatters the rain, and returns to nature, which is the principle of reincarnation of the Great Dao.

Tianze in the distance woke up in a daze, looked at the explosion scene around him, and tried his best to think about the scene before he fainted: Master taught me Buddhism and martial arts, and knocked me unconscious...... But why is there a scene after the Great War?

"Smack"

The moment Tian Ze stepped up, a jade pendant slipped from his body, and Tian Ze bent down to pick it up, 'This is the master's jade pendant, but the master is here, bad guy, did the master encounter an accident

'Huh'

A spiritual light rose from the jade pendant and turned into a Buddha, who was the coolie master,

Master, Master, is that you, where are you, Tian Ze asked vigorously

But the spirit statue seemed to have not heard it, and said to himself: Tianze, if you see this jade pendant spirit statue, it means that I have left this world, I have killed all the bad people who hunted you down, and now no one in the world knows your secret. I know that I will die in the end, so what this Jade Perry left is my last words: You are my apprentice, and my only apprentice, although it has only been a few days, but I have really liked you, you are kind and lovely, smart and studious, friendly and sincere, I am really lucky to have you as my apprentice! This is my only pride! But at the same time, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that your mind is pure, the cultivation realm is a world of strength and weakness, your kindness today is tomorrow's sorrow, I'm afraid that without me, who will protect my good disciples! Tianze I want to tell you a few things now, you have to remember them one by one, one is your cultivation talent, your cultivation foundation is superb, but I didn't find the spiritual root, generally speaking, there must be a spiritual root, it may be that your foundation is too deep and the spiritual root has not yet grown, Jiren has his own heavenly help, you don't have to worry too much! The only thing I can tell you is that this black death alien will attack when you are eighteen years old, and it will be better to live than to die, and I don't have a specific way! This jade pendant is an heirloom jade pendant left to me by my mother before I became a monk, and I can't pass it on to the next generation in this life, so I might as well leave it to my apprentices! Tianze, I promise to be a teacher, and I must live......

"Master........." Tianze wept and roared. If tears can be exchanged for souls, I will fill the galaxy. Roar: If I can reunite my spirit, I want to be in turmoil! Unfortunately, everything will eventually turn into a dream.

The afterimage of the jade pendant turned into a little aura and drifted away, the eyes that were about to dissipate, clinging, in love, the last look of life, was the peace of a person's life, and the last smell of life was the person's sad words.

"Master, don't you think you're too cruel when you leave Tianze alone in the world?" I just felt the warmth of family affection and you left me, why is that?" Tianze looked up to the sky and roared, venting his grievances and anger.

The begging boy has been lonely for fifteen years, and once he got the love of his teacher. Is it a gift from heaven? But why is it ruthlessly deprived of warmth, or is it a joke of fate? The breeze blows a little bit, and the tears fall one by one, and when the tears fall to the ground, do the tortuous tear stains on the cheeks symbolize the troubled life?

"Master, don't worry! Tian Ze will not seek death, Tian Ze's life was saved by you, from today on, Tian Ze will live with Master's share!" Tian Ze looked at the place where the afterimage disappeared with a resolute look.

Later, Tian Ze searched all the nearby places to find a piece of monk's robe, which was a fragment of a monk's robe torn by the coolie master in the previous fight, and Tian Ze made a tomb for the master of the monk's robe.

Tian Ze knelt in front of the mound and kowtowed respectfully three times, "Master, the apprentice is leaving now! ”

There is a poem this night:

The night dome is turbulent,

Heroes fight in the clouds.

Although Xiao Jie Dao died,

A piece of teacher emotion.

At this time, it is dawn.