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But it was also destined to be a tragedy, and more black branches rushed out, like a spear of death poking out of hell, killing those creatures.

In the rain of blood, in the interweaving of black light, groups of foreign creatures were killed, and it was unbearable to see.

In the end, only a small number of thousands of people were far enough away, and they were petrified in fright, and did not make a move, but temporarily saved their lives.

In the end, they had no will to fight, no courage, turned around and fled, and such a few people survived.

The golden lion witnessed all this with his own eyes, his heart was cold, his face was pale, and he was so frightened that the cold covered his body, and this tragedy was even worse than in the reincarnation pool.

It's a pity that such a group of strong people died, and they were all crucified as soon as they made a move!

The golden lion could see it clearly, and this tragedy was happening right in front of its eyes, making it stand on top of its fur and feel extremely terrible.

I don't know how long it took, but the blood mist was everywhere, and it was already quiet, and the golden lion came back to his senses from petrification and fear.

It glanced at Wang Ming quietly, but it was in a daze, revealing an incomparably complicated expression.

Because, in this process, Wang Ming was very quiet, he didn't wake up from beginning to end, he was still there in retreat, sitting quietly, and he didn't know what was happening in the outside world.

At this moment, the golden lion felt pathetic for the group of dead great monks, who came so strongly, and vowed to kill their opponents, but in the end, that young man, Wang Ming, did not open his eyes, and he didn't even know that they had mobilized the people for the second siege.

What a sad thing this is, this army of foreign lands did not wake up Wang Ming until death, and died here in vain, while the other party was always calmly enlightened.

It's ridiculous to compare the two sides like this!

The golden lion sighed, if there is a spirit in the ground of that group of people, knowing this situation, it is estimated that they will all cry, what is this ~mother~?

Wang Ming is not as peaceful as the golden lion imagined, looking peaceful, but it is actually very dangerous, he is fighting in his heart, and he is working hard.

He seemed to be silent because his heart was attracted by the imprint of Blood Bodhi, wandering in a world where the Tao was formed.

Here, the golden temple is magnificent, but the golden tiles on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and other buildings are bleeding, and there is a black fog shrouded in it, and the yin wind is roaring angrily.

Wang Ming is fighting, fighting, and fighting in the black fog.

The demonized Bodhi tree, the blood-stained golden ancient temple, is no longer a pure land, since he pushed open the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, a group of golden-bodied powerhouses rushed out and fought with him.

And, later, the golden monk disappeared, and a group of black monks appeared, roaring like a demon king, and slaughtered him.

Moreover, the void is unstable and constantly tearing, and a battlefield can be seen in every big crack, which is suspected of seeing the True Immortal Armageddon of the previous era.

Wang Ming saw a lot of scriptures, but he couldn't open them, he worked hard here, and every time he entered the Scripture Pavilion, he would trigger all kinds of visions.

After a bloody battle, nine deaths and a lifetime, he almost died in his spiritual world, and finally opened an ancient scripture!

Eight Buddha Styles!

It was the name that possessed a strange secret power, and it was the only scripture he could open.

Why did this scripture approve of him? Wang Ming didn't know.

It wasn't until he recited the scriptures that he understood the reason, which was the eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha, which were deduced from these eight styles.

Earlier, in front of the six portals under the reincarnation pool, he had seen many stone carvings, among which there were eight stone carvings as the posture of seals, which attracted him, but he lacked mental methods.

Now, he got it.

He understood why he was able to get it, there was a antecedent, he first passed the test of the ancient Buddha's eighteen beats, and then saw the seal gesture on the stone wall, and mastered these, so that he could trigger it here.

It's just that when reading this scripture, it was extremely dangerous, and Wang Ming almost died.

Because, this ancient book, which was originally yellowed, suddenly bleed, rushing into bursts of black mist, and he encountered a terrible resistance!

That's the power of Blood Bodhi after demonization!

Rumble!

In reality, there was a violent earthquake.

The golden lion was shocked because it saw Wang Ming's body suddenly shake, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and then he saw eight big black hands poking out from behind Wang Ming and slapping at him.

The eight styles of the demonized Buddha are reflected in reality!

This is the crisis that Wang Ming encountered, and he fought in his heart.

And in reality, he is also sealing, it is the Eight Styles of Scattered Buddha, and the eight big black hands after the demonization are confronted, which makes the place shocked.

The golden lion was surprised, why didn't this dead tree kill Wang Ming immediately?

"And Buddha nature!" the golden lion judged.

It believes that Wang Ming passed the test of the reincarnation pool, and here he realized the scriptures, although the ancient Bodhi tree was demonized, but there was still a little Buddha nature left, so it resisted the killing opportunity.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ming opened his eyes, the treasure was solemn, the eight big black hands behind him disappeared, and he formed the Divine Law Seal, like a war Buddha!

Wang Ming's heart is not calm, the eight styles of scattered Buddha are very strong, it is by no means an ordinary divine skill, it is one of the ancient monks' Taoist protection skills, and the attack power is extremely strong!

Now, he's mastered!

The golden lion had a complicated expression, both envious and jealous, it stared at Wang Ming and sighed in its heart.

When it saw Wang Mingbao's solemn appearance, like the strongest battle Buddha, there was a halo on the back of his head, shining with divine radiance, and he immediately understood that the other party had obtained the strongest inheritance.

The Golden Lion has a deep relationship with the ancient monks, and he used to be a Buddhist, so he naturally knows a lot of secrets.

After it saw Wang Ming's demeanor, it already knew that it was the majestic appearance after comprehending the ancient demon subjugation of Buddhism, and it shocked the eight Wang Ming, and that kind of terrifying temperament was unique to the line of war Buddha.

Syllable!

Wang Ming slapped it, lifting part of the ban, so that it could transmit sound and speak.

"You've got the supernatural powers of the War Buddha clan?" the golden lion asked in a trembling voice.

The ancient monks are also divided into several ethnic groups, and the battle Buddha lineage is an extremely powerful ethnic group, famous for its war, and its mana is extremely profound.

"What kind of battle Buddha, I only get the eight styles of scattered Buddhas. Wang Ming frowned, but he still said it, wanting to understand the details of this magic skill from the mouth of the golden lion.

"What?" the golden lion's heart trembled, and his expression became more and more complicated.

The so-called Eight Styles of Scattered Buddha, that is the strongest magic skill in the line of the War Buddha, it has heard rumors, and the eighteen beats of the ancient Buddha were born from it.

Most of the so-called war Buddha clan originally did not belong to the ancient monks, but were foreign races who converted to Buddhism and achieved the highest level of living beings, known as war Buddhas.

Therefore, the Battle Buddha group is very terrifying, proficient in the Dharma, and other ancient methods, which are combined to form an invincible feat.

"The Eight Styles of Scattered Buddha are the strongest heavenly skills in the line of War Buddha. The golden lion sighed and told the truth.

The reason why it has the word "scattered Buddha" is because the war Buddha is an alien race, unrestrained, traveling all over the world, and like a scattered person.

For this reason, they are sometimes referred to as scattered Buddhas.

Wang Ming learned from the golden lion in detail, his eyes were clear, and he was in a good mood, this was indeed an immortal exercise.

That scripture was only eight pages, one page of one gesture and one paragraph of mental method, and it was very simple, but the result was an ancient attack divine skill that was extremely powerful in the world.

"Hey, what's going on, why is there some blood mist in the distance?" Wang Ming asked in surprise.

The blood mist had almost dispersed, but there were still some mountains in the distance, and the thin red was very bleak.

The golden lion was speechless for a while, and felt even more pathetic for those dead monks, at this point, the main lord didn't know how desperate they were, so tragic.

The teachers moved the crowd, and the momentum came like a rainbow, but as a result, they were all ignored!

"Say, what's going on?" asked Wang Ming.

The golden lion was very helpless, there was a sense of powerlessness, although he was indignant, but he still said the truth.

"Hahaha......" Wang Ming laughed, it was really beyond his expectations, so many exotic masters had died, which made him feel extremely happy.

Although I knew that this dead tree was very demonic, and it would be very safe to retreat here as long as I didn't move the killing thoughts, I didn't expect it to kill so many enemies.

Wang Ming's laughter was loud, and it sounded particularly harsh to the Golden Lion, but it couldn't help it.

"My heart is very relieved that they can come without opening their eyes. Wang Ming stood up and said, "It's a pity, they're all dead, otherwise, I'm about to practice and test the power of the Eight Styles of Scattered Buddha." ”

"There is no place for heroes. Wang Ming sighed there and said quite narcissistically.

These words really made the golden lion a little stimulated.

However, at this time, Wang Ming was powerful and confident, and he really wanted to challenge the master of the foreign land, so he marched into the realm of slashing me and stabilized the realm.

Moreover, he is not breaking through the level in the ordinary sense, but directly rushing into the sky, approaching the middle stage of the realm of slashing me!

The so-called ruthlessness of suppression, the fierceness of the breakthrough, this time he gained a lot, and just after experiencing the tempering and baptism of Blood Bodhi, he completely stabilized the realm.

In addition, he also obtained the Eight Styles of Scattered Buddha, and he was not generally confident, and he really wanted to kill it.

"I also want to retreat, enlightenment here, can you help me unlock all the seals?" said the double golden lion, this time it was not because he wanted to escape, but because of the red eyes, it saw Wang Ming's strength and amazing gains, and also wanted to use the blood Bodhi to sharpen and open the inheritance brand in the tree.

"Yes!" Wang Ming happily agreed, but there was an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Rumble!

As a result, it didn't take long for the golden lion to shake violently, coughing up blood, and a large golden but bloody hand appeared behind it, and it swung down, tearing it apart and almost bursting into pieces.

The golden lion revived as soon as possible, rolled out, wow wow vomited blood continuously, very sluggish, lack of energy, and suffered a heavy blow.

Its face turned pale, and it wanted to retreat like Wang Ming, but it turned out that it couldn't do it, although it touched the inheritance imprint in the tree, but it was blocked, and he couldn't stand it.

You must know that although the big golden hand just now is powerful, it is definitely not as good as the Eight Styles of Scattered Buddha, and as a result, it still can't bear it and can't bear it.

"Not everybody can retreat here. Wang Ming said calmly.

This time, the golden lion was rarely silent, there was no refutation, and there was no anger, it was reflecting, it really had a big gap with Wang Ming.

"Let's go out for a walk. Wang Ming patted the head of the golden lion, like a pet, and sat on it, riding it out.

The fearless lion is a vein, and he has been strong since ancient times, but now he has become someone else's mount, making this lion's pupils glow cold.

But in the end, it endured, firstly because of the serious injury, but because it had temporarily bowed its head earlier, it did not want to fight at this time, to avoid seeking a dead end for itself.

"That's right. Wang Ming nodded, let it change its body, about a zhang long, the size is moderate, and ride it away from the dead tree area.

Because, he couldn't always stay in the Heavenly Beast Forest, he had to find a way to leave, and now he began to look for opportunities.

Outside the Celestial Beast Forest, several creatures who survived and finally left the ancient tree area alive were trembling and trembling, telling their stories.

"That scene...... It's so terrifying, everyone who shot is dead, and that withered ancient tree has killed every great monk!"

As soon as such words came out, it caused a big shock, that is, the supremes sitting in the void all opened their eyes one after another, and they were afraid.

"What about Wang Ming?" someone asked.

"He's in retreat...... I haven't been awake. One of the survivors said in shame, feeling ashamed.

Sure enough, people were in an uproar, so many people died, so many masters were sacrificed, and even Wang Ming's hair was not touched, and he didn't even wake up from beginning to end, this is ridiculous!

Many people can't wait to scold, it's really annoying and angry!

However, what can they say, complain, thousands of people have died, and it is useless to say anything more radical, it will only make morale more and more low.

"Bastard, he should be divided into five beasts, and then light the sky lantern!" someone said viciously.

"Look at him, I don't believe that he won't leave that ancient tree, see how long he can hide, and once he appears, immediately surround and kill him!" an old man shouted angrily, which was equivalent to giving an order.

In the Heavenly Beast Forest, Wang Ming sat on the golden lion, and the journey was very leisurely.

"Hey, there's a monk there, give it to me. Wang Ming pointed.

Although the golden lion was reluctant, with a low roar, it turned into a golden lightning bolt and rushed forward.

Call!

The wind howled in the mountains and forests, and that was because the lion was so fast that it passed like a hurricane.

"Well, Wang Ming, he actually came out!"

"Haha, it's true that there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no way to go to hell!" A strong man laughed wildly, and at the same time, with killing intent, he stepped forward to kill.

There are not many people in this team, only six or seven people, and the leader is the strong man, who has not been in the realm of escape for a long time, and he thinks that he can easily crush Wang Ming with a high realm.

It's a pity that this time he kicked the iron plate, because Wang Ming has broken through and become a monk in the middle of the realm of slashing me, and he has just obtained divine skills, and he is about to find someone to practice.

Rumble!

As soon as they fought, Wang Ming used the first of the eight styles of the Buddha and killed him, and the golden light was surging immediately.

These eight styles are very bizarre, it is mainly to find flaws, and then infinitely magnify the opponent's shortcomings and give a fatal blow. (To be continued.) )