The three Indian Moro monks all widened their eyes when they saw this scene, and their immobile expressions also fluctuated, obviously shocked.

They didn't expect Wang Cheng to actually practice the Vajra Body Protective Aura, and there was indeed a secret breathing method in this Body Protective Aura, which was specifically aimed at the Buddha Gate Sound Attack Gang Qi.

Once Wang Cheng was successful, their tantric mantra would drop several notches in power when they faced Wang Cheng.

Call......

Wang Cheng broke through the Dao sound wave Gang Qi one after another, jumped up on the red snow, and after fusing part of the red snow's qi and blood power, under the force, a layer of pale golden Gang Qi was condensed on his fist.

This is the unique aura condensed by the mastery of this Vajra Sect.

It's powerful.

The moment the Gang Qi condensed out, the dense sound wave Gang Qi that rushed in front of Wang Cheng was all shattered by the Gang Qi on this fist.

All the sounds seemed to have become something substantial, and they were shot in all directions by Wang Cheng's punch.

Therefore, the sound of the first word of the six-character Great Ming Mantra recited by the three monks of Moro was echoing throughout the valley, and when it could not be condensed into one voice, the lethality of the three people's voices suddenly dropped by several notches again, and it had almost no effect on Wang Cheng.

The three of Moro monks all changed their breathing in an instant, and seeing that Wang Cheng's fist was only a few steps away from them, they immediately changed their inner breathing.

At the same time, the handprints of the three monks also changed, and their breathing became heavier, and the positions of the three of them moved a little, so that the voices of the three of them could be more directly and quickly condensed into a single force, and they faced Wang Cheng more directly.

Rumble......

When Wang Cheng's fist bombarded the three monks with a hint of golden qi. The expressions of the three great monks did not panic in the slightest. looked at the pale golden fist in front of him very calmly. After they had completed their inner breath and mudra changes, they recited a spell at the same time.

"Well............"

A more high-pitched and condensed spell, the second word spell of the six-character Great Ming Mantra, was cast by the three great monks at this critical moment.

The faces of the three great monks all turned extremely red, and their bodies shook slightly, obviously because they were a little reluctant when they cast this spell, after all, they were just monks who cultivated the secret method of sound attack, not real warrior monks who cultivated both inside and outside. In terms of body and qi and blood, he is much weaker than the warrior monks of the same realm.

But!

The moment the three great monks barely cast the second mantra of the six-character Great Ming Mantra, the three voices condensed into substantial qi in front of them in an instant.

The air was whistling and condensing, as if a spell word condensed from Gang Qi could be seen from it, but it failed to condense after all, and the heat and inner breath were a little worse.

The whistling sound waves rushed towards Wang Cheng like a violent wind.

Wang Cheng, who was riding the red snow, also landed on the roof at this time, and his fist was only an inch away from the Moro monk in front, as if he could punch the Moro monk in the neck the next moment. But it was this inch of distance that made it difficult for him to cross, and the roaring sound wave qi smashed the golden qi on his fist, and the two sides continued to cancel out.

Wang Cheng and Hongxue's bodies also stopped, letting Hongxue and Wang Cheng cooperate with each other. Unable to take a step forward, the Red Snow Pile Method has not been able to cultivate to a flawless realm. It is impossible to borrow all the power of Hongxue's qi and blood to exert force and condense the qi.

Wang Cheng knew his own situation, knew that he could not continue, when the golden qi on his fist disappeared, he would be seriously injured by the impact of the second spell of the six-character Great Ming Mantra, but his expression was still calm and calm, and he did not take a step back.

The Changhe Taoist priest watching below looked at Wang Cheng's difficult but upright figure with an anxious expression.

The bright lantern monk who opened his eyes was still staring at Wang Cheng's figure with a strange expression, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet, and was still entangled in why Wang Cheng could so easily practice the advanced martial arts of the Vajra Sect?

The dragon elephant boxing method is like this, and so is the master's mastery?

Could it be that the martial arts of the Vajra Sect will become simple in his hands? He was born for the Vajra Sect?

However, why is he not a descendant of the Vajra Sect?

The bright light monk was not convinced, and he was puzzled, and even a trace of decadence appeared, everything was not as he wanted.

Well........................

In the valley where the King Kong Sect Mountain Gate is located, this sound of condensed sound like substance is still echoing, constantly impacting Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's complexion had also turned red, and the Red Snow Pile Method that cooperated with Red Snow also showed a slight stagnation, and at the same time, the breathing of the head of the King Kong Sect began to be unsmooth, and the whole body and mind felt a huge oppressive force, as if the spirit and spirit were about to collapse.

This is the power of the Indian Tantric mantra, which directly crushes everything inside and outside the enemy, so that he has no heart to fight again, and he is invincible.

Burst!

Suddenly.

Wang Cheng spit out a mouthful of blood, and the Gang Qi on his fist disappeared after all, and then he vomited blood from the impact of the sonic Gang Qi, and the whole person and the sweat and blood BMW under his crotch were swept upside down by the wind-like sonic Gang Qi, and in the end, he couldn't cross that inch distance after all, and failed to hit Monk Moro.

The three great monks were all obviously relieved at this moment, and there was also a trace of fear and excitement.

I was afraid of Wang Cheng's comprehension, but fortunately, he had just practiced this Vajra Sect's body protection mastery, otherwise when Wang Cheng completely practiced this body protection mastery, they might not be able to take Wang Cheng with a complete six-character Daming mantra.

This is the effect of mutual restraint in Buddhist martial arts!

The excitement is that if Wang Cheng can be completely admitted to convert to Buddhism, and after careful training, he will definitely become a new generation of Buddha.

Monk Moro took the other two monks to adjust their breath, lowered their voices, and then rushed towards Wang Cheng who fell to the ground again.

Ritsu Lyre ......

Hongxue on the ground had a keen mind and reacted quickly, and hurriedly got up to block Wang Cheng's body, protecting Wang Cheng with his body, and was immediately hit by the sound wave and fell to the ground again, spitting out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and wounds appeared on his body. Hot, bright red blood flowed out. Brightly and wide-eyed, he still looked at Wang Cheng.

The expression of the Taoist priest of Changhe changed. Hurriedly stood up and wanted to save Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng was moved by Hongxue's reaction, so he reacted slowly, and rolled on the ground in a swept manner, embarrassed, the internal injuries in his body broke out again, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his eyes stared at the three big monks in the house, and shouted loudly: "The guy who pretends to be dead." Don't make a move yet......"

His voice was obviously nothing compared to the six-character mantra of the three great monks, and the ordinary people around him probably didn't hear what he said.

However, all those present were absolute masters, and they all heard his words clearly.

The Changhe Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then his expression was extremely surprised.

After the bright lantern monk who was sitting there came back to his senses, he also looked horrified, and then the two masters looked at the bag that was thrown on the ground behind him.

There's a corpse in there!

The guy Wang Cheng said was pretending to be dead, here, only he could be.

Because. Everyone else is alive and doesn't need to play dead.

Don't. He's really not dead?

His heart was completely shattered, and almost all of his internal organs were wounded, and such a desperate injury was not enough to kill him?

Monk Minglan stood up in shock, he didn't doubt Wang Cheng's words, because Wang Cheng's strength and wisdom made him trust its authenticity, so he stared at the bag on the ground with wide eyes, and his whole body was on high alert.

cough cough cough ..................

A crisp cough sound came out of the sack, and then the sack shook slowly, and then the entire bag was torn apart by a huge force, and the monk Na Ye, who everyone thought was dead, stood up from the ground, the injuries on his body had stopped bleeding and formed a scar, and the location of the heart vein on the left was still a blur of flesh and blood, but the blood could be clearly seen flowing through it.

And, he's still breathing.

He's still breathing, and the blood is still flowing!

The Changhe Taoist priest and the bright lamp monk both looked at Na Ye who stood up in shock.

Na Ye's right chest was rising and falling violently, obviously not using his heart and veins to carry qi and blood, but using his lungs as the body's life power.

His cultivation of Vajra Sect martial arts has touched the innate secret realm with one foot, and naturally he has already cultivated to the advanced secret method of Indian Buddhist martial arts, so his lungs have already undergone a long period of cultivation, and he is especially strong, perhaps more powerful than the hearts of the Changhe Taoist and the Bright Lantern Monk.

Therefore, even if he broke his heart veins, he could use the powerful function of his lungs to forcibly carry qi and blood. Just like Yu Jun on Hong Kong Island, when the heart pulse is damaged, the lungs drive the heart pulse to continue to sustain life. It's just that Na Ye's Indian secret method is obviously many times stronger than Yu Jun, and he can already rely on his lungs to live, not just his heart.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Another cough straightened out the qi and blood.

Na Ye stood up with a pale face, his tall body did not shake in the slightest, and he was unusually calm and oppressive.

After he coughed twice, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes lightly swept the Changhe Taoist priest and the bright lamp monk, flashed hatred and disdain, and then his eyes fell on Wang Cheng, who was pressed to the ground and beaten, and said indifferently: "Boy, I don't know why you know the secret method of Indian Buddhism, and you deliberately delayed the time for me to wake up a lot. ”

In the Great Snow Mountain, he knew that he would not be able to jump, so he wanted to pretend to be dead to escape, and use secret methods to heal his wounds, and another purpose was to enter the martial arts secret of the Vajra Sect as a corpse, so as to seek to seize the master of the Vajra Sect that he had always wanted to get, hoping to reach the true innate Buddha secret realm.

It's just that he didn't expect that the waking time he set in advance did not make him sober up, but delayed it.

Monk Mingdeng stared at Na Ye, and scolded in a trembling voice: "Ming Ye, you traitor who deceived your teacher and destroyed your ancestors, you are not dead yet?"

He has been cultivating in Indian Buddhism for decades, and he knows the connection between the martial arts of the Vajra Sect and the martial arts of the Indian Buddhism, and he also knows the strength of his lungs in the later stage of cultivation, but he didn't expect Na Ye's lungs to be so strong.

It's almost like having two lives.

Na Ye just glanced at the monk Mingdeng, looked at the cloth bag on the monk's waist, which had the shape of several books, and knew that the eight achievements were the secret martial arts of martial arts, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Mingdeng, of course I won't die so easily." I'll settle accounts with you later. I'll save this little Taoist priest first. ”

Anyway. He breathed in a breath. The right chest rose and fell violently a few times, and his feet suddenly exerted force, rushing towards the three Moro monks on the roof.

The three of Moro Monk's eyes widened, and they all looked at Na Ye in shock, and for the first time, there was a drastic change in emotion on their faces.

They didn't expect that there was another person here, and he was a super master of such a realm.

The masters who have cultivated their lungs to such a strong realm can also be counted on one hand within their Buddhist sects and brahmins, and none of them are all supreme masters. The next step is the state of Buddhahood.

The three great monks hurriedly gave up Wang Cheng, who seemed to be dying on the ground, and moved half a step under their feet, facing Na Ye, and then the three of them changed the seal method in their hands again, and after breathing, their bodies trembled, forcibly urging their qi and blood, consuming their own qi and blood foundation, and at the same time recited the third word of the six-character Daming mantra to Na Ye, who rushed over.

"What about ........................?"

The voices of the three of them suddenly sounded, like the sound of subduing demons. It goes straight to the bottom of people's hearts, and people can't resist in their hearts. At the same time, one after another Gang Qi condensed out of thin air and rushed towards Na Ye.

Na Ye snorted coldly and shouted: "The Tantric mantra of the Buddha Sect, if it is the Tantric Sect Master Ananda Shi in front of me, I will still be afraid." You three, it's not worth mentioning......"

Under his loud voice, it was also surging, and his voice turned into a series of sound waves, and at the same time, under the roar of his fist, layers of pale golden body protection qi condensed around his body.

This is the real Vajra Body Protective Qi, a super body protection mastery that specializes in fighting against this kind of sound attack secret method, and it is not comparable to the Vajra Body Protective Qi that Wang Cheng has just borrowed from the Red Snow Pile Method as the basis.

Boom Boom Boom ...... Boom Boom Boom ......

One after another, the sonic waves hit Na Ye's Vajra Protective Body Gang Qi, and the two canceled each other out, and they also disappeared together.

It's just that the sonic qi of the three great monks seems to be endless, and at the same time, Na Ye's body protection qi also seems to be endless, and there is no way to stop it, Na Ye rushed in front of the three great monks in the blink of an eye.

"Moro, suffer death!"

Na Ye snorted, and his fist bombarded down mercilessly, this six-character Great Ming Mantra mantra didn't seem to have any effect on him, not even the slightest obstacle.

His fist roared down, and layers of golden qi condensed on Na Ye's fist, dazzling like a layer of gold.

The three great monks of Moro finally couldn't resist it anymore, and it was impossible to fight the fist with their bodies, so the three of them hurriedly let go of the seal in their hands, and then fled together in all directions.

The other two monks escaped this punch, but the Moro monk who was targeted by Na Ye couldn't escape this punch at all, and was hit in the chest by Na Ye on the spot. Monk Moro's seemingly strong body was like a broken sack, and he was directly beaten and flew out, flying dozens of meters away, one side of his shoulder was torn off on the spot, a large piece of blood was spilled in the air, and his body hit a pillar before stopping, his bones and veins were shattered, and none of his internal organs were intact.

His eyes widened, staring at Na Ye, spitting blood and muttering: "Ming Ye, you are, I, Buddha, traitor, you, you can't die well......"

After saying that, he was completely out of breath.

The tantric masters who had just pressed Wang Cheng and the three of them were killed by Na Ye with a punch, and this was the fate of them being close to each other.

It seems to be extremely strong, and the attack methods are also extremely powerful, as if there are no flaws, but once they are close to a martial arts master, they will definitely die.

Na Ye stood on the roof, staring condescendingly at Moro's corpse like a puddle of mud, and said in a deep voice: "How do I die, you don't have to care, you have been killed by me." ”

After speaking, he looked at the other two monks, stomped on his feet, smashed the roof slab, and chased after them.

Below, the Changhe Taoist priest helped Wang Cheng up.

Wang Cheng coughed violently, spit out the stagnant blood in his body, and looked at Na Ye's figure in shock.

This guy really didn't die.

He was on the road before, and he carefully examined Na Ye's body, but there was only a hint of speculation that he was not dead, and at this moment he was really sure that he was really not dead.

Just touching the super martial artist of the Innate Secret Realm, is it so strong?

So, what about the real innate martial artists?

Wang Cheng's heart has an infinite yearning for a higher martial arts realm. (To be continued.) )