The old monk's thin figure gradually became plump, and his rickety body gradually became straight and tall! His eyes shot out of fine light, looking at Yang Ting, it was like watching a big meal!

No! more exaggerated than a big meal!

"I thought I was going to be in meditation, Shouyuan was exhausted, but I didn't expect to be able to meet you in the last time! God treats me well, treats me well!" the old monk said with a laugh.

Yue Yingying and Yue Ruohan looked at this old monk, and then looked at Yang Ting, their eyes were full of worry!

This old man is not a good type, and his strength is not low, he came over at that time just now and brought Yang Ting over, I don't know how Yang Ting's cultivation is now?

Yang Ting smiled at Yue Ruohan and Yue Yingying, and then, let the two of them retreat to a safe position, and turned to look at the old monk again!

"It's to treat you well, so that you can still see the earth immortal born before you die!" Yang Ting said with a smile.

"Dying?ha...... the old monk laughed!"If it weren't for your appearance, I might be about to die, but since you appeared, I shouldn't die! You have the only immortal qi in your body for three hundred years! As long as I can get it, I don't have to face death anymore, and I don't have to be a living dead lying on the sarcophagus! I've had enough of these days, and I can finally end it!" The old monk shouted at Yang Ting, his voice was full of depression, and now, it broke out all at once, and even a little crazy!

Then, the old monk's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were red!

"If you are so young and dare to wait for the immortal road, the poor monk has to admire! It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time! Even if I don't come to pick it up, someone else will come, it's better to fulfill me! Hahaha......" The old monk laughed, and then punched out without saying anything.

Bang!

The fist that was originally dry, after this punch was punched, the fist was full of gold, as if it had been splashed with a layer of gold paint, and it was like it was cast in gold, and directly in front of the fist, there was a golden swastika!

The font is thick, with a sacred brilliance, and if you look at it closely, it seems to be immersed in this holy and grand atmosphere!

Boom! Yang Ting's mind was lost in an instant, but before the old monk could be happy, Yang Ting recovered from that state again, and then, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth!

"Since you like golden fists so much, then I'll give you one!" Yang Ting shouted, and then above his right hand, a golden fist also converged, golden light, and dragon scales!

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's groan seems to be able to shake the nine heavens!

A golden dragon flew out, rose with the storm, and rushed towards the old monk!

Bang!

The huge golden dragon collided with the golden swastika, as if it had hit a big gold medal, and the gold medal shattered!

The golden dragon roared and swam towards the old monk again!

Rumble!

The dragon's powerful aura fell from the sky and pressed the old monk's top!

There was a hint of surprise on the old monk's face, but then, he regained his indifference again!

At the same time, a bright light suddenly emitted from his neck, and the Buddha beads hanging around his neck were as dazzling as a small sun!

Moo!

The old monk's mouth let out a dragon groan again, and then, the Buddha bead flew out suddenly, and when the golden dragon was about to approach, it flew out on its own!

The huge golden dragon body, in front of this Buddha bead, seemed to be shrunk, and the body that rose to a length of several zhang in the storm quickly shrank in front of this Buddha bead!

In the end, it directly turned into the size of a palm! And the Buddha bead flashed again, and it also shrank, and suddenly restrained the golden dragon, as if an iron rope was tied to the golden dragon's body, and it couldn't move at all!

Harvest!

The old monk burst into a loud shout, majestic and majestic! And in his hands, the golden divine dragon disappeared completely, and he was completely subdued!

Seeing that the golden dragon was subdued by himself, a trace of pride flashed on the old monk's face, and an expression that was really as I expected!

"Now, I'll give you another chance, if you tie your hands and give me the immortal aura that has been introduced into me, I'm willing to agree to all your requests!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you came across the panacea by chance, and you have cultivated all the way to this place! Unfortunately, what I want to tell you is that the survival of the fittest in the cultivation world is the law of the jungle of the red fruit fruit! If you are obsessed, I am afraid that in the end, not only will you not be able to keep this immortal qi, but you will also die to the death! Why bother?" the old monk looked at Yang Ting and continued.

"No, you agreed to my request, and I can guarantee and take care of the safety of you and your girlfriend!" said the old monk.

"Old thing, I think you're sleeping in a daze!" Yang Ting sneered!

"Look for death!" the old monk was furious!

This time, the rosary flew up directly, and each bead emitted a purple light, and each one contained a huge murderous aura! This Buddha bead, which seemed to represent compassion and solemnity, was obviously stained with blood!

The Buddha beads emitted a purple light, the light shot into the sky, it looked very weird, the brilliance sprinkled, falling on Yang Ting's body, it seemed holy and peaceful, but in fact, it was full of murderous opportunities!

"If you endure it here for three minutes, I won't be embarrassed by you anymore!" the old man said to Yang Ting.

"Three minutes? Hmph! Then you can show Lao Tzu!" Yang Ting stood still, like a big mountain!

Just as the old monk succeeded in his treacherous plan and was about to launch a follow-up move, Yang Ting's body moved again.

"Since you like the immortal tricks so much, then I will fulfill you this time!" Yang Ting shouted angrily!

Then, another punch was struck!

Even, there is no restrained strength of the real dragon boxing technique, just a mediocre punch, the only difference is that the urging of this fist method no longer relies on simple strength and vitality, the most important thing is that above this fist, there is a layer of misty purple halo!

Rumble!

When Yang Ting's fist came out, the old monk was directly dizzy, and hurriedly withdrew the string of prayer beads, wanting to use it to resist Yang Ting's seemingly inadvertent, but in fact indestructible fist!

"You ......"

Before he could speak, Yang Ting's fist had already hit!

As if the sky was overpowering, he hit the old monk directly!

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