Iona's blood is a part of Iona, no matter how far away, whether it is suppressed or not, it is Iona's blood.

They did play a hidden role when they set up the formation, but they were invisible in front of others, and they were still motionless, unless Iona was mentally retarded, how could they not see.

The team was so wiped out that many of them didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

Iona 'poured' down from the cracks in the orb, and in the blink of an eye she was half-human again, her back spine splitting off her neck, burrowing out of her skin and rising upwards, and branches growing from each knuckle.

The temperament has changed drastically, and madness does not mean that it is mentally retarded.

Since you can't absorb the energy on the field, then simply devour these players and use them as food!

Iona's vertebrae turned into a giant umbrella, and dense vines drooped from the ends of countless branches, and a half-fruited woman grew at the ends.

These women are not beautiful, but have sharp-billed monkey gills with mouths that can be split widely.

"I've seen the Gorgon, what is this?" One of the contestants swallowed and looked at the woman at the end of the dense vines, and said uneasily.

"Everyone, don't hesitate, the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us, the poisonous aura in the air will pull me equal to Iona to the same level, and now we still have the strength to fight, if we don't make a move, it is likely that we will not be able to hold it if we continue to consume. A man dressed in red, with hair made entirely of crimson flames, flew into the air and looked at Iona and said.

His voice is not loud, but it reaches the ears of all the fighters with precision.

"Yes, the longer the delay, the more variables there are, everyone kills!" chimed a shirtless man with tattoos.

The poisonous aura did prevent the players from recovering their strength by absorbing energy from the outside world, and this move brought them to the same level as Iona.

Many people are actually aware of this, but everyone is waiting for the strong to make a move.

The problem is that the strong are not stupid, they are also waiting for the stronger ones to make a move, and they want to see what the players are.

"Hahahaha, those good sons with backbone died in vain, it seems that everyone doesn't want to be the first bird, so let the old man sacrifice the ugliness first!" At this time, a rough voice came.

One and a half million kilometers away, an extremely strong bald old man was like a bullet, and at the same time as the voice came, he appeared in front of Iona.

The dense vines swept directly in, and the women at the ends of those vines all opened their teeth and claws, as if they were about to tear the bald old man alive.

"That's not enough!" the bald old man laughed, clenched his hands into fists, and suddenly threw an ordinary punch.

There were no ripples, no energy fluctuations, but the vines instantly turned into energy and dispersed, and with this punch, the vines made by Iona were knocked back to their most primitive energy state.

"Hollow Fist, he is a sanctimonious senior!" Ou Zhizi recognized the identity of the old man.

Sanctimonious?

Hua Di was curious: "Senior knows him?"

"The old man knows him, he may not know the old man, if Zhang Dong is a boxer, then this is the god of boxing, and his age has long been a mystery. Ojiko said lightly.

Feng Wu was puzzled: "Morality is an idiom, right?"

"Don't use inherent thinking to measure the vocabulary of the world, it is indeed derogatory in some worlds, but it is a positive meaning in some worlds, and this dignified predecessor deserves the four words of sanctimoniousness. Ojiko knew what Feng Wu meant, so he explained.

The meaning of any word is not permanent, for example, the word husband, which was used to refer to eunuchs, has now become husband.

There are many idioms whose meanings are constantly changing, and even some similar words have appeared.

No husband without excess, no husband without drugs, this is a good example.

Although many people insist on 'no husband without excess' and repeatedly emphasize that it is the meaning of measurement, the general trend of the world is rolling in, whether you admit it or not, everyone is more accustomed to 'no poison and no husband'.

However, there are many changes in words, and those who adhere to the original meaning follow the main stream, in fact, there is nothing wrong with it, and the words are flexible.

While Feng Wu was talking to Ou Zhizi, Dao Xiang Anran didn't know how many punches he made, his punching method was very strange, there was no momentum at all, but it was not soft, and his muscles were very powerful when he punched.

The problem is that his attacks are very effective, almost all the vines that attack him are destroyed in an instant, and that terrifying sense of power makes people tremble as long as they see it.

"Is this a fist?" asked Ye Hua when he finally broke the silence and watched Dao Xiang Ran punch out.

Ou Zhizi nodded and said: "Yes, if the old man didn't guess wrong, this should be the famous fist hollow fist of the Taoist predecessors." ”

Hollow fist does not mean that the practitioner must have an empty brain or anything when using this punch method, but a higher level of existence, empty of the killing heart, my heart, when punching is natural, there is no trajectory to ponder, and the power of each punch will not be dispersed even a drop.

One punch can kill just one person.

At present, there are many people in the cultivation world who use Hollow Fist, but as the creator of Hollow Fist, there is no doubt that Dao Xiang Anran is the strongest Hollow Fist.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Dong's Listening Heart Fist, the sanctimonious Hollow Heart Fist, and the Zen Heart Fist of the Monk Jie Dinghui are called the Three Fists of Asking the Heart by the cultivation world, which can represent the highest level of boxing in the current cultivation world.

But in fact, whether it is Zhang Dong or the monk Jieding Hui, the boxing techniques used are all created by their predecessors, they just inherited the boxing methods, and the sanctimonious hollow boxing is the boxing method created by himself.

Therefore, Dao Xiang Anran is also known as the God of Boxing, whether it is the boxing hero Zhang Dong or the Boxing Buddha Ring Wisdom Monk, they are all a little bit worse than him.

As for strength, then [fo] is hard to say.

There is no conclusion as to who is stronger, whether the Taoist sanctimonious or the precept is stronger.

But as we all know, Zhang Dong is definitely the weakest one among the three fists of conscience.

"You bunch of rabbit cubs, you still look at the hair, if the old man is tired to death, do you still have a chance to win, don't you make a move?"

Only then did many cultivators react and began to attack Iona.

"Jie Dinghui, you bald donkey still don't make a move, if you don't make a move, Lao Tzu will withdraw. Dao sanctimonious scolded again.

Feng Wu listened to the slight sweat on his forehead, the style of this old-timer, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with morality.

"There are actually two of them from the Three Fists of Question?" said Ojiko in surprise at this time.

Sure enough, the next moment, an old monk stepped on the lotus root and walked slowly, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Why is he stepping on lotus roots?" Ye Hua obviously had recovered his spirits, and when he saw that Jiedinghui was stepping on lotus roots instead of lotus roots, he asked in some surprise.

Ou Zhizi shook his head and said, "This old man doesn't know very well. ”

"Because the golden lotus of the Buddha of Jiedinghui was eaten by his grandson, and the lotus leaf was also used by his friend to make a lotus chicken, it is said that the chicken is not a mortal species, Jiedinghui and his friend are full of praise after eating, so there is only a piece of lotus root left. In the distance, Chi Yixian also asked this question, and Hawkins replied with a smile.

Chi Yixian's jaw almost fell to the ground, what the hell is this explanation?

A monk has a grandson, that is to say, he is married, and he eats meat? Isn't this a wine and meat monk?

However, this monk is still called Jiedinghui?

What to abstain from?

What is determined?

What wisdom does this give?

"Is this monk a real monk?" Chi Yixian couldn't help but ask.

Hawkins looked at Chi Yixian and asked, "What kind of monk do you think is considered a monk?"

"Of course, I live in a temple, don't get married, don't eat meat, chant scriptures every day, and occasionally go down the mountain to make a relationship, and have no quarrel with the world, right?" Chi Yixian replied.

Hawkins smiled lightly: "According to what you say, in fact, there are many Taoist priests who are doing similar things every day, so aren't all Taoist priests becoming Buddhas?"

"Aren't there some worlds where Taoist priests have become Buddhas?" Chi Yixian retorted hesitantly.

Hawkins nodded and said, "Yes, Taoist priests can become Buddhas, why can't they become Buddhas if they get married, eat meat, and drink alcohol? Isn't there a saying that wine and meat pass through the hearts of the Buddha?"

There is also the second half of this sentence, if the world learns from me, it is like entering the devil's way. Chi Yixian continued to retort.

Hawkins smiled and said, "Then how do you know if the Buddha in his heart fell into the devil when he ate meat and drank wine?"

"The bad karma in your heart is not the same as the bad karma in your heart, good and evil come from cognition, not the common sense of the general public, and common sense is used to regulate the group, not the individual. Long Qian said lightly.

Chi Yixian looked at Jie Dinghui, and it happened that Jie Dinghui also looked at her, so he smiled happily at her.

Just smiled, Chi Yixian was still a little confused just now, and suddenly it became clear, what she was obsessed with, Jiedinghui was not attached at all, and what she was holding tightly, Jiedinghui had already let go.

The freedom of the mind is not the freedom of common sense, but the freedom of transcending the ego, the id, and the superego.

"This monk probably doesn't recite Amitabha, and the Pure Land in his heart is not in the Pure Land. Marnie also saw Jie Dinghui's smile and suddenly spoke.

Hawkins was a little surprised: "Little Marnie, you actually spit out ivory!"

"You call me a dog, bite you to death!"

Marnie reacted immediately when she heard this, and she wanted to bite Hawkins with her teeth and claws, but Hawkins smiled and held her head with one hand, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't bite Hawkins.

There are many kinds of monks, and not all of them should recite 'Amitabha' unless they want to be reborn in the Pure Land world.

For example, some monks do not recite Amitabha, but chant 'I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.'"

When Feng Wu was discussing with Ou Zhizi, when Hawkins was fighting with Little Marnie, Jie Dinghui had already come to Dao Maung Anran's side, and he didn't give Dao Maung Anran a chance to spray him, so he punched out directly.