Roar, rumble!

Ten thousand beasts roared, and the dragon elephant galloped, as if the waves of rivers were rolling in, sweeping Wu Ming's whole body, straight into the meridians, and then into the bone marrow, and then to the soul, all-round impact and tempering.

The dragon elephant is like a skill, it seems to be a step to lay the foundation and refine the body, and even the first ten layers are stronger than the golden bell jar, but the last three layers are one heavy and one heavy sky!

With the golden bell jar as the base, supplemented by the Ming King Fuzun, coupled with the tantric empowerment Buddha power combing, in a short period of time, it broke the triple in a row, and at an unimaginable speed, it moved towards the next level.

Wu Ming clearly felt that his strength and aura had not increased much, but there was an additional kind of blood and courage that he had not had before!

It is not the blood boiling when he fights, but the blood courage that belongs to the dragon elephant, this power is not a simple power of living beings, but the purification of the belligerent intent between heaven and earth.

Under the traction of some great force, the invisible will is condensed, infused into the body, and the body is cleansed.

Although he did not cultivate by himself, under the tantric empowerment technique, in the process of refining the essence and spirit, time seemed to have stopped, imprinted this belligerent intention into it, and realized it.

But looking at the golden light flickering on the surface of Wu Ming's body, and the green muscles bulging like a dragon roaring, it was not an increase in strength, but a sign of subconsciously mobilizing the power of the dragon elephant and engaging in a simulated battle.

Although it is the power that comes from the empowerment, whether it is the feasibility of this secret technique or Wu Ming himself, he will be completely mastered at the moment when the secret technique is completed, and there will be no uncontrollable results.

The first three recast foundations, four, five, six reborn dragon power, seven, eight, nine recast ladders!

Airplanes!

When the tenth-fold dragon elephant is running, the first nine-fold exercises are running as one, mixing elements into one, making Wu Ming's body swell violently, like a Buddha statue made of pure gold, but it is full of majestic momentum!

"Om ......"

It is like the scriptures of Hong Zhong Da Lu, spread from heaven and earth, like the chanting of the true Buddha, causing the entire hall to be full of golden light, and behind Wu Ming a golden Buddha with a height of nine zhang is reflected.

"King Ming's law!"

The general trend is that the abbot's turbid eyes are blooming like stars, and the old face is difficult to hide his joy, but the golden pen in his hand is unusually calm, and the pen is like a god, as if he has poured his life.

In fact, there is no difference between pouring one's own life, each of these strokes is the traction of one's own essence and spirit, so that the Buddha power can be wedged into Wu Ming's body, and the power that grows after the progress of the exercises is sorted out.

Otherwise, even if Buddha power is one of the softest forces in the world, it is still power, and it is not cultivated by Wu Ming himself.

When an external force enters the body, it will not be refined, not to mention whether it can be used, at least it will conflict with its own strength.

What's more, as it is now, it is perfectly integrated into the spirit and spirit, becoming a part of its own power, and can be skillfully used after it is finished.

The six old monks glanced at each other, chanting words in their mouths, pinching the seal mantra more and more eagerly, dancing with their hands, pulling out thousands of rays of light, intertwined into a network of light.

Looking at it from afar, it is like the thousands of stars on the dome of the main hall, sprinkling thousands of stars, turning into a Buddha in the sky, chanting in unison, giving birth to lotus everywhere, and the Buddha country is wide open.

"The general trend is to the abbot!"

Seeing that the Dragon Elephant Praruo Gong was about to enter the eleventh level where there would be substantial changes, Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and said as if there were no waves in the ancient well, "This doesn't seem to be in line with the previous agreement, right?"

"Rest assured, although the method of empowerment is the first time that Lao Gao has used it, this temple has been inherited through the ages, and there are many records, and Lao Gao has already remembered it in his heart, and there will be no mistake!"

The general trend is that his eyes are slightly narrowed, his expression is solemn, the golden pen does not stop, his wrist shakes slightly, but there are eight points of golden light like a cold star, which falls on the back of Wu Ming's head and says, "Please also ask Xiaoyou to keep your mind, don't think nonsense, after all, this is the first time Lao Qu has presided over the empowerment, and if there is a slight difference, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to Xiaoyou!"

"Huh!"

Wu Ming chuckled, slowly closed his eyes, and the golden light around his body was blazing, causing the Ming Wangfa behind him to seem to be condensed, becoming more and more thick and majestic.

"The Buddhas have come to the world, and the Buddha country is open!"

The general trend let out a low snort, glanced at each other with the six old monks, and suddenly changed directions, chanting incantations and wedge-engraved runes faster and faster.

Baste!

It seems that the ten-stone treasure bow pulls the bowstring in the air, but it seems to have the sound of piercing the clouds and cracking the stone sharp gold, and when the eleventh heavy dragon elephant is completed, Wu Ming's body is a little more light, revealing the golden lines of ancient charm.

The lines are natural, although it seems to be an understatement, but it seems to contain unimaginable strength!

Roar!

The sound of the dragon elephant rushing was loud, and the lines seemed to come to life, swimming along Wu Ming's skin, and then disappeared abruptly behind him, but it made the law of King Ming behind him more and more condensed.

Soon, the twelfth and thirteenth levels were consummated, and ordinary martial artists could not necessarily cultivate the Prajna Dragon Elephant Skill in their entire lives, but in just half a day, it was consummated.

But the operation of this exercise did not stop, but turned into a more condensed one, as if it contained majestic power, and the natural cloud patterns were integrated into the Dharma behind Wu Ming.

Gradually, the law phase turned from virtual to real, although it is still composed of energy, but it is already like a statue of King Ming made of pure gold!

"The general trend is to the abbot!"

Just as Fa Xiang was close to Wu Ming's body, he opened his eyes again, "Stop now, it's still too late!"

"What did you say? Now that you are a half-step golden body, as long as you step over, you can achieve an immortal golden body, and you must not think nonsense and cause the empowerment to fall short!"

The general trend narrowed his eyes and said.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming chuckled lightly and was shocked, but except for the golden light flashing on the surface of his body, he didn't move at all.

"Xiaoyou still collects distracting thoughts and concentrates on running the exercises!"

The general trend said lightly.

"So good, this king has a clear conscience!"

Wu Ming slowly closed his eyes, and the coldness in his heart gradually rose, but he was not shocked after a while.

Seeing him like this, the general trend suddenly shook at the peak of his eyebrows, but his subordinates were still as steady as Mount Tai, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, wedged the golden runes on Wu Ming's body.

At this point, Wu Ming's entire body was covered with tadpole-like golden scriptures, and there was almost no room for it, as if it was made of pure gold.

"Open the Buddha Country!"

The general trend flashed in his eyes, he drank a flash, threw the bowl and the golden pen on the ground, pinched the seal with both hands quickly, and formed a mysterious formation with the six old monks, releasing his Buddha power at any cost.

The voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu is loud, melodious, as if coming from nothingness, and it seems to be echoing and singing in the main hall.

Suddenly, in the golden light behind the seven old monks, there seemed to be thousands of Buddhas chanting in a low voice, and a Buddha shadow inside was enshrined by incense, pointing out.

"Hum Boom!"

King Ming's Faxiang seemed to come to life, his mouth spat out the truth, his whole body trembled slightly, and he was illusory again, and it was like the Buddha's shadow, pointing out, pointing directly at the back of Wu Ming's head, and melting into his body.

At the same time, Wu Ming, who didn't understand at all, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, hooking up a mysterious smile.

Rumble!

In an instant, the golden light all over his body was magnificent, and Wu Ming's body size was directly expanded, not the kind of inflatable bloat, but every minute was growing perfectly.

Its breath is rising again and again, with the Ming Wang Law and its fusion, just sitting, it exceeds the height of the general trend to the old monk, as if a Buddha is coming, eternal and eternal.

"Immortal Golden Body!"

The monks' eyes were happy, but their faces became more and more solemn, and the golden light behind them did not decrease but increased, pulling the stars of the dome to be magnificent, and the phantom of the Buddha country was becoming more and more condensed.

The general trend frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the source, looking at Wu Ming's figure sitting still, his heart was a little relieved.

In his opinion, when Wu Ming accepted the conditions of the King Kong Temple and the first rune fell, the end was already doomed.

However, if the Buddha Sect and his heart are cultivated to the highest level, the general trend is that this peak and half-saint Buddha Venerable will definitely not despise Wu Ming so much.

In the space of the boundary bead that no one can see, suddenly the wind and clouds surge, the golden light fills the sky, the soft light and shadow are overwhelming, and wherever the golden light shines, everything grows wildly, as if beyond the rules of the four seasons.

The creatures in the space were shocked, but when an invisible will swept through their hearts, they were not surprised when they saw a vague but unusually clear majestic figure appear in the sky!

"The relics left by the eternal inheritance of the King Kong Temple, this king will laugh and accept it!"

Wu Ming incarnated the heavens and the earth, looked at the sun, moon and stars, stirred the sky with his hands, and easily led the thousands of Buddha shadows that appeared in the sea of knowledge, as if chanting sutras, all of them into the boundary bead space.

From the very beginning, he never believed in Kongoji Temple, and even if Kongoji Temple didn't calculate him, he would calculate Kongoji Temple.

Everything went more smoothly than expected!

There is no problem with the empowerment method of King Kong Temple, but it is a little material added to it, and I want to use my own heritage to exert my magical power Buddha Pudu, and thousands of Buddhas chant it.

The supreme Buddha power condensed with the power of faith, in the sound of chanting, subtly influenced, changed Wu Ming's will, and became a member of King Kong Temple.

In other words, these are the obsessions left by the senior monks of the King Kong Temple, mixed with the power of the Buddha, and Wu Ming was transformed into a monk who is most in line with the purpose of the King Kong Temple.

This method is more subtle than the crude method of seizing and giving up, and there are no sequelae.

It's not a different person, but it's better than a different person!

But they didn't expect that Wu Ming had now completely controlled the Mountains and Seas Realm Pearl, and in this heaven and earth, even if he only appeared as a primordial god, he was like a saint like a Buddha, and he was in the palm of his hand!

Don't say that it's just a dead person's obsession, even if it's a holy thought, it can't affect him.

What's more, Wu Ming has never had these obsessions from beginning to end, even if these obsessions are purely terrifying, but without Buddha power, they are like rootless duckweed, which can be destroyed at will!

"Come back!"

Wu Ming drank in a low voice, as if spitting thunder from his mouth, his right hand leaned forward, his palm was upward, and a little purple and green light was like a fire candle in the wind, swaying endlessly.

Thousands of Buddha lights, like a dragon into the sea, like the sea embracing hundreds of rivers, more like ten thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect, a swarm of bees poured into it, making the purple and green light a little condensed.

Looking at it from afar, it looks like a flower bud, trembling slightly, golden lotus leaves, emerald golden lotus rods, purple and blue flower bones, thriving in the sea of stars, and releasing a magnificent power that rolls like waves and waves, but is as warm as the sun, washing this world.

Chaos and Tilian, the Buddha in the palm of his hand. The flowers on the other side are blooming, and the yin and yang are alternating!