Chapter Seventy-One: Yang Pomp
"The Truth - Mission Three: Opponent Complete!
We have found out who is behind this time against me - Janssen!
Rewards: Level +1, 1 year of longevity, and an enhanced random draw! ”
Mission 3 completed?!
At this time, the level is thirteen, and there is no need for anything about Shouyuan, anyway, it is definitely enough!
Hou Wanquan still likes the enhanced random lottery!
You must know that since the tenth level, there is no strengthening of the body, although Hou Wanquan's current physical fitness is ten times that of ordinary people, but this is only relative to ordinary people!
If his enemies were just ordinary people, he would never be worried, but now it is obvious that none of his enemies are ordinary!
No, there's this Janssen!
The real owner of the Wandering Snow Bar!
An ordinary person who looks inconspicuous -
The figure is neither high nor low, the body is not fat or thin, the appearance is not beautiful or ugly, the eyes are not big or small, the clothes on the body are not expensive or cheap, anyway, after one sentence-
Very ordinary! If it weren't for those hungry wolf-like eyes, this would be an ordinary person who couldn't be found if he threw it into the pile!
When Hou Wanquan was observing Yang Sen, Yang Sen was also observing Hou Wanquan!
Very young, although not very handsome, but very attractive, and there is a feeling on the body that makes people want to be close!
Of course, for Janssen, this feeling disgusted him!
Yang Sen glanced at Yang Pomp and continued in a cold tone:
"Don't laugh, kill this kid, you will be resurrected through his body!"
"Really?!"
"Did I lie to you?!"
"Alright, I'll kill him now!"
Yang pomp glanced at Hou Wanquan fiercely, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly towards Hou Wanquan......
Although Yang is full of Buddha nature in the pomp and circumstance, there is no trace of Buddha nature compassion in that kind of ruthlessness and ruthlessness!
At this moment, a figure emitting a black light suddenly appeared-
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"
At the same time as a loud Buddha horn sounded, a monk full of ghost aura appeared in front of Hou Wan's body and greeted Yang Pomp!
This monk is none other than the Buddha's son Qu Hesheng!
Compared with the glittering Yang pomp, Qu Hesheng, a Buddha who is full of a strong and gloomy aura all over his body, is more like a Buddha!
This is a feeling that comes from the depths of the soul!
"A terrible ghost dares to sing the Buddha's name?! It's just looking for death! ”
Yang pomp snorted coldly, gave up Hou Wanquan, and brazenly bombarded the Buddha!
However, that golden fist did not touch the body of the Buddha at all, on the contrary, at the same time as Yang Pomp attacked, the Buddha twisted his waist and punched Yang Pomp's chest!
"Bang!"
It was as if an iron hammer was smashed on a steel plate, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been pierced by a punch, but Yang Pomp continued to attack the Buddha as if he didn't feel anything!
In the next minute, Hou Wanquan looked more and more depressed, Yang Pomp with the golden body of Arhat, there was no defense at all, because every punch, every kick, Yang Pomp didn't seem to have any harm!
However, the Buddha can't do it, without the Buddha nature, he can't display the Arhat golden body at all, and in the face of the increasingly arrogant Yang pomp, he is tied up!
Taking a slow breath, Hou Wanquan bowed slightly, and the next moment, his figure flashed and rushed directly towards the battle group!
However, he was directly stopped by Yang Sen!
In mid-air, I felt a pain in my chest, and then my body flew backwards at a faster speed, hitting the wall without any fancy impact!
"Bang!"
"Poof!"
A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and Hou Wanquan struggled down from the wall!
Nima, the gap is too big!
Feeling the hot chest, Hou Wanquan knows that at least two ribs are broken without taking a film!
"Don't worry, let my unsuccessful subordinates have a trick with your little brother first, and we'll talk later!"
……
At the same moment, the battle between Buddha and Yang was also at the last moment!
I saw Yang pomp and cheer, and his body exuded a dazzling golden light!
Looking at the dazzling golden light, Hou Wanquan was shocked in his heart, he couldn't figure out how a person like Yang Pouang, who originally didn't have the slightest Buddha nature, could inspire such a strong Buddha nature, and even inspire this level of Arhat golden body!
This is completely unreasonable!
The most important thing is that Hou Wanquan even felt that this Buddha nature on the other party was completely its own energy, and it was not an external energy blessing at all!
Looking at the Buddha again, looking at the golden light on the other party's body, he showed a faint smile!
The next moment, the black ghost qi on the Buddha's body was directly retracted, and then, the figure flashed and appeared directly in front of Yang Pomp!
"Broken!"
A punch, a punch without any energy fluctuations directly hit Yang Paichang's chest, the position where he had been attacked continuously before-
"Boom!"
With a punch, Yang Pomp's chest shattered directly!
At the same time, the dazzling golden light directly converged, turning into a ball of golden energy and blasting towards the Buddha!
"Humph!"
With a cold snort, the Buddha dodged back, and at the same time turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed the Buddha-like breath on Yang's chest!
"Refining!"
With a burst of shouts, one after another black ghost qi burst out again, enveloping and wrapping the Buddha-nature aura, and finally turned into a fist-sized mass of energy, which was swallowed into the stomach by the Buddha!
This?!
How can it be?!
Yang pomp is stupid!
Yang Sen also looked at this scene in disbelief!
He never thought that this situation would occur!
The Buddha-nature energy can be refined by ghost qi, or even devoured by a ghost!
This is something that has never been heard of before!
Looking at Yang again, I saw him looking at the hole in his chest in disbelief, and the pride on his face turned into disbelief, and finally turned into deep horror!
The next moment, the humanoid skin of Yang Pomp slowly shed off, like a snake molting, from head to toe, slowly shedding, and finally, what appeared in front of everyone turned out to be-
A guinea pig!
It turned out to be a mouse!
This, how is it possible?!
Hou Wanquan can be sure that when Yang Pomp's soul escaped before, it was still a human soul, a pure human soul, and there was not the slightest brute breath at all!
Unexpectedly, in less than half an hour, the soul of the other party turned into the soul of a beast!
The soul of a beast in human skin!
At this moment, Hou Wanquan finally knew how the Buddha nature energy on Yang Poichang's body came from, which was the part that completely burned all the goodness and humanity in the soul, and was used in exchange for powerful Buddha nature energy, and even in exchange for the Arhat golden body that was impossible to get!
"Humph! It turned out to be a little mouse! ”
With a cold snort, the Buddha stepped forward and grabbed the soul of Yang Pomp in his hand, and the black ghost aura burst out, directly shaking Yang Pomp's soul into pieces!
The whole process is very long to say, but in fact it is very short, in just three seconds, the soul of Yang Pomp was completely wiped out!