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The waves are rolling, the golden glow is thousands, and the light is like a volcano, constantly gushing.

Everything was driven by the golden skeleton.

He sat on the endless remnants of bones, emitting a blazing light, the sound of the Buddha rumbled, extremely sacred, like an immortal monk reborn, shining in the world.

He is sacred and peaceful, but it is terrible for Wang Ming, he coughs up blood for this, and his body will collapse.

Because, although this golden skeleton was sitting there cross-legged, it imprisoned Wang Ming, and one hand slapped at him, which was an unbearable weight.

The golden hand bone was many times more powerful than the magic weapon, hitting his body, making his newly condensed immortal body full of cracks.

Strands of blood overflowed one after another, Wang Ming's whole body turned red, and blood flowed out of the big cracks in his body.

This was only the third blow, and it made him disintegrate.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's not that the Immortal God Body has no form, it's because this golden skeleton is too terrifying, and its realm before his death is unpredictable.

Even if he died, the residual power on the golden bone could still easily kill the monks of the Void Dao Realm.

Obviously, this golden skeleton did not kill anyone, otherwise the situation would have been worse.

After three blows, the bone hand stopped and did not continue to attack.

"Huh?"

Wang Ming was surprised, but he didn't think much about it, and quickly treated the injury, and in the process, he looked at himself internally. A few issues were identified.

The parts of this palm slap are his weak points, as if he is "picking thorns".

He was shocked in his heart, and realized that this golden skeleton had a deep meaning, this is a guide to cultivation. In order for him to go further?

After a while, Wang Ming used the strongest means to recover himself, and those parts were also remembered, and he began to practice as soon as possible.

"Hiss" Wang Ming was taken aback, when he ran the Immortal Sutra with all his strength and conquered those parts, there was a hazy light surging, making those places instantly solid.

He believed that this was not only the effect of the immortal scripture, but also related to the slapping of the golden skeleton.

When everything calms down. Wang Ming looked strange, did this golden skeleton help him improve his physique?

At this moment, a piece of golden light erupted, and a golden bone arm was raised, striking at Wang Ming, which was not very soft, and increased the force.

Another slap began.

There is no doubt that Wang Ming coughed up blood again and suffered a heavy blow, which was more serious than just now.

But. He is not afraid, on the contrary, he is looking forward to it, hoping to find his weakness through this kind of slapping.

Three more strikes in succession. Wang Ming was in severe pain, and many bones were cracked, forming dense veins, and the scene was a little terrifying.

After three blows, the golden skeleton stopped moving again.

Wang Ming frowned, could it be that he had so many flaws. It shouldn't be right.

Looking carefully, this time, he knew that the so-called flaws were the result of infinite magnification, and if he relied on himself to find them, it would be difficult for them to be found

Magnify the flaws infinitely, and then inflict a heavy blow, so that his body is covered in blood.

"Yes, what is perfect in this heaven and earth, and what is perfect? If you look for it, you can always see flaws, and if you look for the weaknesses of monks in my realm with the path of the golden skeleton, you will naturally see flaws. ”

Wang Ming made such a judgment, no longer frowned, but let go of his mind, devoted himself to research, and repaired his injuries to make up for his weaknesses.

In the process, the Immortal Sutra glowed, rumbled, and his body felt like thunder.

Subsequently, the golden skeleton shot again, and it was three palms, which confirmed Wang Ming's conjecture, this is completely "picking a bone in the egg", this time the three palms, it is difficult to find the weak point, and it directly impacts the door in Wang Ming's body, making it disordered.

Patches of clear light bloomed, and a powerful aura rushed out from inside the door.

Wang Ming was shocked, this is really helping people practice.

The golden skeleton is unconscious, a regular instinct causes it to act, and the mysterious order is intertwined, making its behavior a primitive reaction.

The golden skeleton was actually interfering with the door in Wang Ming's body, wanting to cause them to bloom more, and the power gushed more and more powerfully.

It's a pity that it is as strong as this skeleton, he was an immortal monk during his lifetime, and he can be called a Buddha, but he is not omnipotent, and it is impossible to really interfere with everything.

In the end, the "door" was stable, unaffected by it, and still glowing dimly there, like one ancient cave after another, flowing with secret power without hurry.

When he slapped again, the bony hand grabbed Wang Ming in the palm of his hand, pinching and grinding it hard, as if he was making mud, so that he couldn't help but almost scream.

A piece of golden light shone, and Wang Ming's body was broken

Soon, however, he recovered again, but he was caught churning between the bones of his hands and being crushed repeatedly.

When it was picked up again, the golden skeleton was not slapped three times at a time, but one palm at a time, and Wang Ming was given sufficient time for treatment.

Even if there were no flaws, the skeletal hand would have struck him badly, the kind of instinct that drove it to harsh picks.

"Not good. ”

Wang Ming felt bad, this bone hand pulled out his Yuan Shen and patted it gently, this is very bad, the problem is very serious.

However, he thought too much, with his current realm, the Yuan Shen Power was already outrageously powerful, far surpassing his contemporaries, and there was no fatal flaw at all.

At this time, his primordial spirit was slapped, as if tempered, although the golden light was shining, surrounded by light and rain, but there was no fatal injury.

He was originally worried that if there was no Yuan Shen cultivation method similar to the Immortal Sutra, there would be a big problem, but it turned out that there was no problem, and the bone hand was just tempering his Yuan Shen.

The original god seems to have shrunk slightly, but it is purer, more tenacious, and overall, its strength has increased instead of decreasing.

The next moment, when the bone hand let go of his primordial spirit, when he recovered, he slapped his body again, forced out a flower of the Great Dao, and urged it to bloom, revealing a small person.

It was the creature who seemed to live in the past and was infinitely distant from his real body.

On this villain, there is a mark of reincarnation, since it blocked the immortal slashing knife for Wang Ming, it has been restrained and has not been liberated.

Now, this golden bone hand slapped on its body, causing an astonishing change.

Faintly, Wang Ming heard a low roar from distant antiquity, accompanied by the sound of chanting, and there were patches of chaotic light and immortal qi permeating out.

"Smack"

Another blow, the golden bone hand hit the villain, and the reincarnation mark was actually shaken open, fell off, and finally re-imprinted on Wang Ming's own hand.

He has a total of five reincarnation seals, all of which were originally in his hands, and now the one he left has returned to his palm on the villain.

At the same time, Wang Ming felt that his body was light, as if a shackle had been opened, and the whole person was much more ethereal, extremely comfortable.

It's like being locked up in a black prison for a long time, and one day finally seeing the sun, my body and mind feel bright.

This made his heart tremble, and it was obvious that he felt that he was full of agility, more enlightened than ever, and suitable for cultivation.

"Yes, a real shackle has been opened, and I can only be considered unrestrained if I break through to the realm of slashing me now. ”

Wang Ming finally understood why his subconscious always resisted when he wanted to break through, and felt that he still needed to sharpen, because there were indeed some flaws in his own body, which have now been made up.

In the following time, this golden skeleton slapped from time to time, making Wang Ming and the others be tempered thousands of times.

It can be said that there are no thorns to pick in the back, but this bone hand does not let him go, and still coughs up blood every time.

Wang Ming counted, and the golden skeleton dealt a total of eighteen blows to him before stopping.

"Well, it's time for me to go down, I've already molded my golden body, it's time to be baptized by the ancient Buddha in eighteen beats, and reach a perfect state" Above the lake, the fearless lion opened his eyes.

The golden lion feels extremely powerful, and he has never been so comfortable as he is now, and he has a clear Taoist heart and a physique that is beyond the human world.

At this moment, it is calm and confident, because it has really succeeded, and the golden body has been shaped, which means that an invincible battle body is about to be born.

If there are no accidents, after experiencing the eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha for a while, it can be proud of its contemporaries!

"You've succeeded?" an old man was moved, this young golden lion was transforming in front of their eyes, this was a great opportunity.

"It's a fluke. The dreadnought lion nodded, very peaceful and splendid, and his golden fur shone brightly, dazzling.

Some of the young people had complicated expressions, and they witnessed all this with their own eyes, witnessing the whole process of the transformation of the fearless lion.

"Perhaps, it can compete with the Imperial Clan. "Someone judges.

"Unless he can really evolve to the point where his physique is flawless, otherwise, there is still no chance, the young adults of the imperial clan are not so easy to catch up!" Some people did not believe it and retorted.

"Are you going to go to the bottom of the lake next, are you sure?" asked one of the monks, who was very concerned about the question, because the rotten wooden box was underneath.

"I'm six or seven percent sure that I can pass the test of the ancient Buddha's eighteen beats and be baptized!" said the golden lion.

"Not 100% sure?" asked the old man, looking worried.

Because, after the golden lion goes down, it means that it is not smooth sailing, and it is very likely that it will not come up.

The great talent of this fearless lion is obvious to all, it is a pity to fall like this, and more importantly, who can go down to get the rotten wooden box?

"The eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha are a kind of baptism, but also a cruel test, some flaws in the body will be infinitely magnified, a light pat, it is like a fatal blow. Ordinary people will be destroyed by a single blow!" said the fearless lion, who dared to enter it precisely because of the success of shaping the golden body.

"I am now golden, and it stands to reason that the flaws are negligible, but they will still be magnified, so I am only six or seven percent sure. It further explains.

Everyone gasped, the transformation of the golden lion was obvious to all, here the fur fell off, regrown, the bones were regenerated, the golden body has been completed, it is considered to be transcendent, it is not ten percent sure, it may fall below, so that they all tremble.

The eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha, infinitely magnifying the shortcomings, and the genius breaking in, may die under a few blows!

At the bottom of the lake, Wang Ming calmed down, feeling more comfortable than ever, and his whole body was warm, as if he was being baked by a big stove.

The skeleton had fallen apart and returned to the pile of dry bones.

Wang Ming was no longer attacked, and the eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha were over, and he felt that he was flawless, and it was impossible for him to improve his immortal body in his current realm.

"This trip is a complete success, and the harvest is huge!" Wang Ming said to himself.

Compared with the improvement of strength, Wang Ming was more satisfied with the "loosening" of the creature on the Flower of the Great Dao, which made his real body feel relaxed, twisted the shackles, and was more suitable for cultivation.

"Hey, could it be that lion came down and wanted to kill me?" Wang Ming's eyes showed a fine light, the water waves were turbulent, and a vague figure swooped in.

Sure enough, it was the fearless lion, and it was shining with golden light, and it fell like a golden sun.

The fearless lion is very conceited, and his heart is joyful, because it is going to undergo an amazing grind, and once it has survived, it will be able to look at the world.

When that time comes, it will be fearless of anyone.

"I'm destined to rise, and no one can stop me!" it was confident.

"It's a pity that he didn't kill Wang Ming with his own hands, in this place, he will be cleaned, and there won't be even a bone left, otherwise he can cut off his head. The golden lion felt a little regretful.

It has achieved great power and created a powerful golden body, but it has not been able to take the opponent at the first time, and the opponent has already died.

In its view, this is a bit of a pity. If Wang Ming is still alive, waiting for it to be defeated and cut off his head, then everything will be complete.

"It's a shame you can't add a great record to me. The golden lion shook his head.

Wang Ming showed a strange look, looked at the blurred figure approaching, and didn't make a move immediately, just stood up so generously.

"Who!?"

The golden lion was taken aback, and a creature appeared in the pile of dry bones, flesh and blood, which made its face change immediately.

The main thing is that this lake is so unusual, even the eye of heaven has failed, this is a lake made of flesh and blood such as ancient Buddhas, blocking all prying eyes.

"It's you, you're still alive!" Immediately, the golden lion was shocked, because not far away, it saw Wang Ming's true face, and it couldn't believe it.

Not long ago, it had seen Wang Ming disintegrate, fall apart, and fall to the bottom of the lake, and it thought that Wang Ming would have died a long time ago, and it would be impossible for him to survive.

But now, an intact Wang Ming is actually standing at the bottom of the lake, which makes it feel incredible.

"Didn't you always want to cut off my head with your own hands, I want to give you a chance, so I'm waiting for you here. Wang Ming said calmly.

However, this made the golden lion feel furious, you must know that Wang Ming's body was destroyed before, and now it is actually restored. Moreover, Wang Ming still stayed at the bottom of the lake and was crushed by the lake.

This has revealed enough, Wang Ming resisted the strangulation of the lake made of the flesh and blood of the monks and Buddhas, and survived.

What does this mean? It is very likely that this is a copy of the Immortal Monk King's youth, and he has achieved invincible! )