Prajna palm, the top practice of Prajna Temple, there is no ·

The reason why the Panruo Temple dominates one side in the Kunlun realm and no one dares to harass it easily is also the biggest reliance on this Panruo palm.

Legend has it that since the establishment of the temple, there have been fewer than five people who have been able to truly cultivate the Buddha to the Great Perfection.

And once the Prajna Palm is cultivated to the Great Perfection, the strength will be greatly improved, and it is even possible for a ghost general to kill a ghost commander.

At the same time that the three words of Mu Tu Cheng were shouted, the entire cave immediately erupted with a strong Buddha intent centered on Mu Tu Cheng's palm.

The Buddha's intent was monstrous, but with a fierce murderous aura, as if a Buddha was killed, and it contracted in an instant, gathering the murderous aura in the entire cave at one point, and hitting Chang Fengying's back hard.

Chang Fengying couldn't dodge at all, let alone dodge.

was slapped with this slap, and the whole person immediately felt that his internal organs were torn apart, his whole body was broken, and his body pounced on Xiao Xiangu's body without any suspense.

Xiao Xiangu also seemed to be shocked by the huge power of the palm power, and was muttering to herself and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Moreover, under Xiao Xiangu's body, the hard stone actually cracked in half, as if it had been smashed open by a sledgehammer.

It's just a palm, and it has such power!

After Mu Tu Cheng slapped this palm, he didn't stop for half a minute, and picked Chang Fengying up, as if he was carrying an eraser.

Chang Fengying opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound.

Mu Tu Cheng stood up with one hand and bowed respectfully to Liu Lang, "Master, Mu Tu Cheng is too late to come to this sudden enlightenment, I hope the master will not blame." ”

"Prajna?"

Qian Canghai, who still had a smug smile on his face, heard these three words, as if the clear sky was thundering, and stared at Mutu City in disbelief: "You bald donkey is actually from the Praruo Temple?" Those stinky monks who think they are invincible in the world and don't take the Emperor Han in their eyes at all, a group of arrogant old bald donkeys? ”

Mu Tucheng didn't have any expression, just glanced at Qian Canghai lightly, and walked quickly to Liu Lang's side without answering.

Qian Canghai was furious, and said angrily: "Wow, your Panruo Temple is against Emperor Han everywhere in the Netherworld, Emperor Han didn't do anything to you in the heart of compassion, I didn't expect a small branch temple in Kunlun Realm to dare to be so arrogant!" ”

"Very good, when the old man returns to the underworld, he must tell Emperor Han that he will not only send someone to level the Pranya Temple in the Kunlun realm, but also level all the Pranyo Temple in Mount Meru, and send all of you old bald asses into the eighteenth layer of hell and accept endless pain and torture!"

Qian Canghai roared.

For the name of the temple, Qian Canghai is still very clear.

Before coming to the Kunlun realm, Han Yuanzong also told him not to have anything to do with the Panruo Temple if he had to do it as a last resort???? See·?

After all, the Pranya Temple in the Kunlun realm is only a branch temple of the Prajna Temple on Mount Meru, the underworld, and if there is a conflict with the Pranya Temple in the Kunlun realm, it will inevitably affect the Netherworld.

However, I never expected that at this time, I did not have anything to do with the Prajna Temple, and the monks of the Prajna Temple actually came to oppose him.

Hurriedly turned his head to look outside the cave, and after seeing that there was only one person in Mutu City, Qian Canghai's originally angry heart slowly calmed down.

"Haha, there is only one bald donkey?"

"Yes, that's good! In that case, no one will know even if I killed you today! ”

"Bald donkey, the old man didn't want to have any friction with the Panruo Temple, but since you helped Liu Lang, a little mongrel, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless today!"

The corners of Qian Canghai's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he glanced at Chang Fengying.

Chang Fengying was dying at this time.

Caught unguarded by the Wood Slaughter City's Prajna palm, Chang Fengying's life has been half gone.

Moreover, Chang Fengying didn't expect this palm to be so powerful at all, and he didn't even save half of his hand.

Of course, for Mutu City, he never knew what it meant to keep his hands.

Shoot and kill!

This is the purpose of Mutu City as a Black Buddha, and there will be no luck or mercy in his heart.

A handful of Chang Fengying was thrown on the ground, Mu Tucheng grabbed his hands forward, grabbed the wand, and shouted at Qian Canghai: "Old thief, if you dare to disturb my master, you should die!" ”

"Master?"

When Qian Canghai heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

After glancing at Liu Lang, Qian Canghai's face suddenly turned abrupt, as if he had figured out something, and laughed wildly: "Haha, no wonder your Panruo Temple has been against Emperor Han, it turns out that you have already surrendered to this expired young master!" Also the master? ”

"Bah, I really came to see myself like a dog!"

"Okay, since you want to bite the old man for your master, then the old man will kill your dog today and see if your master has the ability to save you!"

Qian Canghai had no fear on his face.

At the moment when Mu Tu Cheng used his palm just now, Qian Canghai had already captured the ghost aura emanating from Mu Tu Cheng's body, which was just the cultivation of a middle-grade ghost king.

How can an existence at the level of a ghost king compare with his own handsomeness?

Moreover, he is also Yin Shuai, he has reached the level of the Seventh Transformation Yuan Dan, and even among Yin Shuai, he is almost at the peak.

Therefore, after confirming that there was only one person in Mutu City here, the murderous aura in Qian Canghai's heart slowly emanated.

As long as he kills Mutu City, the gods don't know it, even if the Pranya Temple wants to settle accounts with himself, it is useless if there is no evidence.

Besides, even if the Panruo Temple wants to forcibly deal with itself, it is a big deal to break the net, and the Han Emperor has long been unaccustomed to the Panruo Temple over the years, but he has no chance and cannot take them down in one fell swoop.

This time, maybe it's just an opportunity.

In an instant, Qian Canghai already had an idea in his heart.

Mu Tu Cheng didn't explain anything, but sneered: "The master said, I am no longer a dog, but his subordinate, and you ...... is Han Yuanzong's lackey, a complete lackey! ”

raised his staff and stepped forward and smashed it heavily on the top of Qian Canghai's head.

The Zen staff carried the power of a thousand catties, like a mountain pressing against the sea of Qian.

Qian Canghai's face turned pale, and he suddenly turned his hands over, and laughed wildly: "Carving insect skills!" ”

Bang!

The two hands seemed to form countless phantoms, and they struck dozens of times on the chest of Wood Slaughter City in an instant.

The Zen staff of Mu Tu Cheng did not hit Qian Canghai's body at all, but turned rapidly like a spinning top.

Zheng!

Qian Canghai threw a fist and hit the Zen staff.

The Zen staff immediately took off his hand and flew out of Mu Tu Cheng's hand.

"There is no Black Buddha in the south!"

Mu Tu Cheng was hit dozens of times in the blink of an eye, and his body was on the verge of collapse in an instant.

However, Mu Tu Cheng refused to admit defeat at all, and shouted: "Prajna palm!" ”

Swing out with a palm again, smashing towards Qian Canghai.

"Okay, then the old man will use his own hand to meet your mastery of the Pranyo Temple, Pranya Palm!"

He also waved his palm and collided with the palm of Mu Tu City.