The four golden rays of light are of different shades, and the cultivation of the four people can be known at a glance.

The four golden phantoms of the Ming King stood motionless with their hands folded, their naked upper body muscles as hard as rocks, their lower clothes and gauze pants, their naked feet firmly stepped on the ground under their feet, and their eyes were joyless and sad.

Xiao Yao raised his eyebrows, the appearance of this immovable Ming King is 108,000 miles different from the Jizo Bodhisattva, and he can't see the compassion of the Jizo Bodhisattva and the compassion of the hell that he will not become a Buddha if he does not swear to be empty.

But the momentum of the King of Fudo Ming is very strong, although it seems that there is no joy or sorrow, but in fact, it is full of solemnity, and it makes people unconsciously want to bow.

Xiao Yao raised his eyebrows, the momentum of this immovable king was really strong enough, and the four little monks on the opposite side stood firmly on the ground with their hands folded and had no intention of making a move at all, since this was the case, Xiao Yao decided to strike first.

Rumble~~!

Xiao Yao instantly turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the four people on the opposite side, the four little monks on the opposite side were already in full array, seeing Xiao Yao rushing quickly without the slightest surprise, the four of them did not need to negotiate at all as if they were one person, their movements were neat and uniform, and at the same time they stretched out their right hand and slapped towards Xiao Yao.

At the same time, the Ming King on the head of the four people also moved, and the four Ming Kings reached out and stepped on Xiao Yao at the same time, and the eyes that were originally joyless and sad suddenly became angry.

Before the move came, the momentum went first, and before the palm of his hand was pressed, the strong energy pressed towards Xiao Yao like a storm.

The sudden pressure made Xiao Yao's speed decrease by one point, in the case that Xiao Yao deliberately suppressed the strength and the same strength as the four little monks, Xiao Yao was influenced by the Immovable Ming King, and the momentum alone was already like this, wouldn't that move be stronger, no wonder they could come out on top.

If it is a single person, the body of the immovable king is actually far inferior to now, but now it is indeed performed by four people together, and it is neatly arranged like a formation, so the superimposed momentum is by no means as simple as one plus one.

The strong coercion hit Xiao Yao like a violent wind, but Xiao Yao did not have the slightest panic, and even a little excited, he was finally able to compete with the body of the King of Fudong.

Facing the momentum like a violent wind, a lightning bolt appeared in Xiao Yao's hand, and then Acacia appeared in his hand.

Xiao Yao stabbed out with a shot, and the thunder at the front end of Acacia instantly tore apart the momentum of the Immovable Ming King, pointing directly at his palm.

Rumble~~!

The four palms slapped down, and the mountains shook for a while, and the four little monks withdrew their palms at the same time and put their hands together, and the four Ming kings also made the same reaction.

On the mountainside, the phantom shadows of the four Ming Kings stood shining with golden light, and on the other side was the smoke and dust and the noisy wind.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a huge palm print appeared on the ground, and the ground in the palm print was stirred like mud, and Xiao Yao's figure disappeared.

The four little monks were stunned at the same time, but they couldn't go to check it when they were in the body of the King of the Immovable Ming, because as long as their feet were off the ground, the body of the King of the Ming would automatically disappear, and now Xiao Yao was gone, and they couldn't check it for the sake of safety.

At this moment, a blue light flashed in front of the four people's eyes, and then a person appeared, waved the weapon in his hand and swept towards one of the four.

This figure is Xiao Yao wearing a mask, and Acacia swept towards the person on the far left with a gun as a stick.

Bang~~!

Acacia slapped on the body of the Fudo Ming King, and the huge power made the body of the Fudo Ming King tremble, and the body of the Fudo Ming King was still standing under the golden light.

"Turtle shell~" Xiao Yao shook his head helplessly.

The four little monks saw that Xiao Yao was intact, so they made another move.

The four palms slapped towards Xiao Yao again together, and the momentum was like the move before the rainbow was more prosperous.

The strong wind blew the weeds around him one after another, and the debris flew all over the sky, Xiao Yao seemed to be facing a level eight gale.

"Drink!"

Xiao Yao shouted, and the acacia in his hand pulled a spear flower, and the tip of the spear was covered with thunder and pointed towards the golden palm.

Boom~Boom~Boom~!

Acacia accurately pointed on the three palms, and then the strong thunder exploded in the three palms, the huge explosion set off countless thunderbolts and dances, the three palms were shattered under the stimulation of the thunder and lightning, and the owners of the three palms could no longer hold on and spit blood at the same time and flew out, the three of them left the ground with their feet, and the body of the immovable king was also declared invalid, and the golden light disappeared in a flash, and the three people who fell to the ground were all scorched black palms as if they had been burned by fire.

The rest of the person is the eldest of the four middle grades, at this time he saw that his three junior brothers were all spitting blood and fell to the ground, the anger in his heart had been ignited by Xiao Yao, and suddenly the phantom of the King of Immovable Ming flashed a trace of red light, and the overwhelming palm had been pressed, and it was impossible to recruit him, and he saw that his three junior brothers were injured, and the momentum was even more tyrannical, the King of Immovable Ming seemed to sense the change in his mood, and the strength in his hand skyrocketed again, and he slapped towards Xiao Yao viciously.

Xiao Yao saw that the situation was not good, and he couldn't resist this move, so he decisively chose to retreat, and his body instantly turned into a lightning bolt and flew behind the little monk.

Rumble~~!

The ground under his feet trembled, and a palm-shaped pit about three inches deep appeared in Xiao Yao's position just now, a huge golden palm covered it, and the surrounding grass had long been unrecognizable, and there were overwhelming grass clippings floating around, and the air was full of the smell of grass.

The little monk removed his palm and stared at the palm print with his eyes, but he still didn't see the figure of the man in black.

"The body of the King of Fudo Ming is the most jealous and impetuous, you have lost your calm and calm, your heart has been replaced by anger, even if King Kong's angry eyes are just tangible and godless, you have been defeated, defeated to yourself."

Xiao Yao appeared behind the little monk, at this moment he had put away his lovesickness, because he didn't need it anymore, the little monk had lost the normal heart of Buddhism, and the body of the King of Immovable Ming was already self-defeating.

Click~click~

As the words fell, a crack suddenly appeared on the forehead of King Fudo Ming, and the crack continued to expand, the little monk quickly calmed down after hearing Xiao Yao's words, but the crack of King Fudo Ming continued to expand, he knew that he was defeated, he was not defeated by Xiao Yao, but defeated by himself, defeated by his own state of mind.

Rumble~~!

The body of the King of Fudo Ming collapsed violently, turning into a little starlight and disappearing.

"Amitabha! Thank you for your mention. The little monk folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name towards Xiao Yao, and his cultivation suddenly increased a lot, and the momentum also changed, becoming calm and peaceful, like a standing hill, although not high, but its momentum has been revealed, he had an epiphany, and his cultivation has also followed to a higher level, and the heart of patience has been achieved.

Xiao Yao calmly accepted the little monk's gift, and he didn't expect that his simple words could actually bring the little monk's realm closer, but he still said calmly: "You don't need to thank me, this is just your chance." Xiao Yao waved his hand indifferently.

The little monk didn't say anything more, but reached out and took out a wooden sign from his arms, which was made of half a palm-sized bamboo, and the front was engraved with the word Huacheng.