Zong Moro roared suddenly, like a tiger's roar, only to see the cloth shirt on the upper body split apart with a bang, and there was a crackling sound of bone joints in the body, and his body height was climbing steadily, and he became a three-meter-tall giant in the blink of an eye, his skin was golden yellow, and his muscles were full of muscles, like a golden statue, a hard bridge and a hard horse, rising and falling violently, and smashing towards Zhang Debiao!

This old man was originally extremely tall, and at this moment, he was running this peculiar mental method, and his size skyrocketed, Zhang Debiao was like a child who had just learned to walk in front of him, and he could completely cover his head and grab it like a chicken!

"Moro Golden Divine Throne! Abba has even used this mental method?" Patriarch Yin Moro's face changed drastically, and he lost his voice.

The name of Zongmoro's peculiar mental method is called the Golden Throne of Moro, which is the ancestor of the Moro family found an altar of the god of war left over from ancient times, and there are twenty-four golden statues of the god of war on the altar, with different postures.

The ancestor of the Moro family figured out the martial arts scriptures contained in the statue of the god of war, and realized a complete set of fighting spirit from these twenty-four golden statues, because the name of the ancient god of war is Moro, so this set of mental methods is named Moro Golden Throne, which is used to commemorate the god of war, and the surname of the Moro family is also derived from this.

The Moro Golden Throne is a combination of attack and defense, and the attack and defense are extremely amazing, and someone once said that if there are eleven rankings on the list of miraculous martial arts, the Moro Golden Throne must be among them!

Patriarch Yin Moro slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said in his heart: "Abba uses the Moro Golden Divine Throne, Elder Ah Man will inevitably lose, but it is enough to be proud." He is also extremely good, he can be regarded as a genius, and he can even make Abba use his mastery! Abba is a rare old man, this kind of battle scene should really be called to those younger generations in the clan to come to observe and learn, it will be of great benefit to their future martial arts cultivation!"

Thinking of this, he realized that there were many more people around him, all of whom were young disciples of the Moro clan, and even the parents of his peers were standing in the crowd, these people did not make the slightest sound, their faces showed excitement, and their eyes did not blink, lest they miss a movement.

And there are many more people coming, and the number is still increasing!

I am afraid that in the hearts of these people, they also undoubtedly believe that as long as the ancestor of Zong Moro uses the Golden Throne of Moro, Zhang Debiao will definitely be defeated.

"Good!"

Zhang Debiao suddenly shouted in his mouth, his eyes were round, and he became serious, and at the same time he operated four mental methods, Qiankun Decision, Running Thunder Jue, Agni Decisive and Spiral Strength, three of which were all extremely rigid and yang, and immediately exerted his masculine and domineering fighting spirit to the limit, and greeted the fist the size of the wine jar that fell from Zong Moluo!

He didn't use the big coffin splitter, since the trip to the capital, after getting Cameron Rich's guidance, Zhang Debiao's knowledge in martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation is also growing rapidly, so he can completely integrate the heart of the big coffin splitter into it, but on the one hand, because the big coffin splitter is feminine and internal, it will dilute the fighting spirit to the masculine and strong, and on the other hand, because the big coffin splitter is too vicious with the spiral strength, so he did not use the coffin splitting hand to fight against the golden throne of Zong Moro.

Zhang Debiao's most masculine and rigid mental method encountered Zong Moluo's golden giant fist, and he was suddenly broken by a bang, and his body was so strong that his body was straightened, and he was smashed into the dirt and went straight into his knees!

Zongmoro's face was expressionless, and he smashed down with a punch again!

After using the Golden Throne of Moro, he didn't bother to use any moves or auxiliary mental techniques at all, and simply smashed, pounded, hammered, and slashed, which was enough to defeat the enemy!

Where can Zhang Debiao let his fist fall again, if he receives this blow again, he will definitely be smashed into the ground like a nail by Zong Moro, only revealing his skull!

In that case, if you don't lose, you lose!

I saw that his legs bent and flicked, and he directly picked up a piece of mud hundreds of catties from the land and shot it upward, while Zhang Debiao himself retreated sharply. The piece of dirt didn't hit Zongmoro at all, and it was dispersed by his protective body, only to see this golden-bodied giant step forward and take a step, and then came to Zhang Debiao in one step, and smashed it out with a punch again!

Zhang Debiao's eyes lit up, and he saw that Zong Moro had not originally operated the body protection qi, and when the mud block was about to be on his body, the body protection qi suddenly appeared, and it was about the same size as the mud block.

It's an extremely economical way to fight and it's tougher and more effective than when you protect your whole body!

"If my mind moves, the body protection qi will appear anywhere in the body, it will be stronger, and the defense will be stronger, I am afraid that it will reach the peak of the fighting spirit!"

At this time, there is still leisure to ponder how to cultivate, and Zhang Debiao is the only one. The Moro people who were fighting outside the field were probably even more nervous than him, so nervous that they even held their breath, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

After Zongmora used the Golden Throne of Moro, his steps were extremely large, and one step was worth five or six steps for him. Zhang Debiao's surname no longer retreated, completely giving up his immature Thunder Palm Method, but running the Longmeng Treasure Elephant Duel that brought him the greatest harvest, and suddenly the whole body turned into Longmeng Treasure Elephant Qi, only to hear a loud roar, Zhang Debiao was also a simple single punch, and rushed towards Zong Moluo's fist!

That roar was not made by Zhang Debiao, but the Longmeng Bao Elephant Qi running at super high speed in the body, causing the air flow in the chest cavity to vibrate, and the sound from the chest cavity was like a group of giant horned rhinos roaring in unison!

Moo! Moo!

At this moment, both of them gave up their moves, but simply punched and closed their fists, which is a collision of pure strength and fighting spirit, extremely simple, domineering, and direct!

The fighting spirit level of the Longmeng Treasure Elephant Duel is even higher than the Golden Throne of Moro, Zong Moro has been unable to disperse Zhang Debiao's fighting spirit, but Zhang Debiao still can't match the strength of the golden giant, every time he takes a punch, he can't stop taking three steps back, while Zong Moro strides forward.

As his Longmeng Treasure Elephant Qi was running faster and faster, and more and more Zhou Tian, Zhang Debiao gradually discovered that the Longmeng Treasure Elephant Qi was growing at a terrifying rate, and his strength was also growing wildly!

The second layer of the Dragon Meng Treasure Elephant Duel is about to face a huge breakthrough!

Yin Moro and the others were surprised to find that before they knew it, Zhang Debiao's steps back were decreasing, three steps, two steps, one step, and gradually he finally did not retreat, standing firmly in front of the golden giant Zong Moluo, beating hard, and catching his fist strongly!

And the bull-like voice in Zhang Debiao's chest suddenly changed at this moment, like a violent bear roaring on the ground!

硌若!硌若!

Incomparably dull, low, depressing.

The third layer of the Dragon Meng Treasure Elephant was finally cultivated by him under the pressure of Zongmora, the power of the three bears!

Zhang Debiao did not retreat a step, and he had a hard encounter with Zong Moluo, and the golden giant's face finally changed, disbelief, surprised, and admired, all kinds of expressions flashed on his face.

Zong Moro laughed loudly, withdrew his hand and retreated, and a sonorous voice came: "Good boy, you deserve to be the youngest elder in the history of the temple!

Zhang Debiao also showed pride, and laughed: "Okay!

Zongmora smiled slightly, and his body gradually shrunk and returned to its original state, without any movement for a long time.

The Moro people who were watching felt inexplicable, but Yin Moluo's eyes burst out with a ball of light, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Debiao, only to see that his face was also surprisingly solemn, and his heart couldn't help beating violently: "He can also see it! Can he also see it? Elder Aman, it's really ......."

Yin Moro couldn't find any words to describe his shock at this time, Zong Moro didn't make any moves, but his move had come out, it was the legendary fist intent divine thought!

The fist intent and divine thoughts, only those who have come into contact with that realm can see it, otherwise, even if you practice the fighting spirit to the transformation and innate level, you can't even think of seeing it clearly!

Even Yin Moro himself couldn't see his father's fist intent divine thoughts, he just guessed that his father had used his fist intent divine thoughts according to Zong Moro's habits, and this countryman who came out of the forest, the little-known Elder Aman, could actually see it, Yin Moro now understood why the temple would choose Zhang Debiao to become an elder!

In the field, Zhang Debiao cautiously looked at Zong Moluo's fist god, and experienced it with his heart, only to feel that twenty-four golden war gods of different forms seemed to emerge behind this old man, bursting out with all kinds of fierce momentum, heavy, vast, mysterious, and reckless!

This is the first time Zhang Debiao has met a master who can use his fist intentions!

Finally, his mind moved, and he also entered the realm of his fist intent and divine thoughts, the bridge of life and death, and connected to the god of war of Zongmoro!

The two people's bodies shook slightly, each avoiding the other's fist intent and divine thoughts, Zong Moro accepted his fist intent divine thoughts, suddenly laughed, walked to Zhang Debiao's side, hugged his shoulders hard, and said with a smile: "It's enjoyable, it's really enjoyable! Go, go and bow down! Aman, I want to kowtow to you in front of the goddess Tanya, and from now on you will be my brother for life, a mother's brother!"

Zhang Debiao looked at Yin Moluo, who was already stupid, smiled bitterly, and was about to resign, Zong Moro said with a face: "If you refuse, you will look down on Lao Tzu." If you don't fight again, I'll unlock the seal of spiritual power and fighting spirit, let's compare and see whose fist is bigger!"

Zhang Debiao had to obediently follow him and go to the statue of Goddess Tanya in the center of Tianbi City to worship. Patriarch Yin Moluo followed behind the two in a daze, and a young man in the clan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and asked in a trembling voice: "Patriarch, if Elder Aman and the old ancestor are married, then what should we call him?"

Patriarch Yin Moluo couldn't wait to burst into tears to show his father, and said expressionlessly: "I call him Second Uncle, you have to call him Second Uncle, and there are four generations of children, you have to call him Second Ancestor......"

(To be continued)