"Bang, bang!" The golden body was like an angry King Kong, opening his bow left and right and waving his fists, slamming the flying blue chains, and letting out a roar from time to time.

The fists and chains slammed again and again, bursting out clusters of sparks, roaring, clattering chains, and slamming sounds, which were deafening, and the entire underground palace was shaking.

Nanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the golden body that swung his fist violently, whether it was the speed and strength of the heavy punch back, or the timing and tricky punching technique, it made him feel ashamed of himself, and he desperately wanted to cut this golden body, the reason was very simple, he was too jealous of his boxing skills.

Although he is a body of creation, until now his enlightenment teacher, Ling Qingyao has taught him a complete set of swordsmanship, and the rest are basically ignited, or it is his own patchwork of exercises, and whoever fights with him says that he is full of evil arts.

The nine green chains, under the control of the Seven Yao Divine Powers, were like a green dragon shaking its teeth and claws, and at the same time it churned towards the golden body, and the golden body did not show weakness, raising its fists.

The whirring sound of the heavy fist swinging, the fist is steady, accurate, and ruthless, all in one go, without ambiguity, accompanied by the sound of chains, rising and falling with each other, and there is a burst of slamming.

"Go!" Nanchen shouted, throwing the Reverse Scale Sword again, attracting the attention of the golden body and interfering with the rhythm of his counterattack on the chain.

At this time, the golden body that was swinging his fist to fight back, felt the sharp slash of the reverse scale sword, he didn't dare to slack off without spiritual power, and quickly turned around and swung his fist at the spirit sword, "bell", the moment the sword blade collided with the golden fist, the blue spark burst out.

"You reverse spirit, you have fused my spirit Zen, let you taste the Vajra Fist today, not smash your reverse sword spirit!" the golden body roared, losing the Mira Zen staff, which made him even more angry and crazy, raising his fist and smashing it into the head of the reverse scale sword.

At the last moment, the dark blue chain "banged", wrapped around his raised fist arm, and the angry golden body waved his arm violently, wanting to tear the chain alive, and the dark blue chain was torn by him like crazy, and the tight chain creaked.

In an instant, the chains in all directions rattled, heading straight for the golden body, like a nine-dragon play bead, firmly locking his limbs, neck and waist.

The angry golden body roared, making the last dying struggle, even if he had three heads and six arms, he had no skills to return to the sky, and it was difficult to support himself, although he was still fighting as a trapped beast, he could not get rid of the shackles of nine chains.

The golden body raised the face with no facial features, looked at Nanchen with slightly narrowed eyes, and roared: "Little devil, I have a vajra body, how can you bear me?" His hysterical mania was eager to tear Nanchen to pieces.

However, Nanchen did not respond to his words, and quietly looked at this smooth face, although it had no facial features, it had a distinctive feature, there was a noticeable depression in the middle of his chin.

He turned to look at Fan Bai, who was tentatively entering the underground palace, and then said with a smile: "Don't be tempted, come in!"

Seeing Fan Bai after the fright, she walked over cautiously, Nanchen felt a little sour in her heart, although she was not seriously hurt, but her spirit was extremely unstable.

Probably because she used her spiritual power to control the wolf claw and follow the Buddha and Demon Distraction, she was somewhat eroded by the Soul Punishment Technique, but fortunately, the spiritual power of the Buddha and Demon Distraction at that time was almost consumed in the stalemate with him, which can really be described as a dangerous exercise.

"Fan Bai, take a good look at him, remember the characteristics of his body bones, especially his chin, whether it is a bone depression or a face depression!" Nanchen reminded Fan Bai, after all, this is just a distraction, once you meet Allah, even if you escape, you have to be prepared.

At this time, the golden body gave up the useless struggle, looked at Fan Bai with a smooth face, and asked, "Who are you?

Where white is not direct

responded, but looked at Nanchen beside him, and saw what he was thinking with a frown, so he looked at the golden body and said, "Your Yuan Soul has all turned into a golden body, and you can't return to the Yuan Shen state, what do you want to know so much?"

When the golden body heard Fan Bai's words, he was not particularly surprised, when he turned into a golden body, he planned to die with Nanchen.

It's just that Nanchen's creation supernatural power was beyond his surprise, it seems that there is inexhaustible energy, and until now he hasn't figured it out that the thousands of purple gold Arowana, as well as the divine tripod of Nanchen Dantian, are the source of energy brewing.

"It seems that you are indeed an ancient power, even an ancient power, and you can even identify the magic weapon of the fairy predecessor, presumably your status was not low at that time!" Nanchen said coldly.

He understood the general background of the Yaoji fairy mentioned by the golden body through the ancient language volume, and at the same time, he also made a decision, this golden body must not be kept, the reason is simple, the golden body knows the identity of his mother.

"Hmph, even if you are trapped in me, what can you do with me? Want to know my identity, one word, difficult!" The proud golden body said bluntly.

The corners of Nanchen's mouth curled slightly, and he said disdainfully: "I hate your calm appearance, or when you are angry, you are more likable!"

A cloud of chaotic qi was pulled out of the Qiankun bag by Nanchen, and with a wave of his arm, the chaos gradually dissipated, and the sleepy-eyed monk Yuanding rolled his eyes and gradually woke up, and sat down in front of Nanchen.

"Do you know this?" Nanchen raised his chin towards Yuan Ding, and said coldly to the golden body casually.

"Huh!" a touch of silver scales and red light swept through, splashing a few traces of blood, and Yuan Ding's wail came.

Yuan Ding, who had just woken up, hadn't figured out what was going on, and suddenly felt a touch of hot and painful pain, his feet were cut off together, and he looked at Nanchen coldly with an expression of pain and despair on his face.

"If you want to kill or chop, just give a good one, someone will kill you sooner or later!" Yuan Ding, who was relieved, endured the severe pain, stared at the big eyes of the copper bell, and roared angrily.

Nanchen didn't respond, he raised his chin behind him, motioned for him to look behind him, and when Yuan Ding turned around, he could see that his body trembled, "Protection, Protector??? ！”

"Shut up! Waste!" the golden body roared, interrupting Yuan Ding's words, also worried about Yuan Ding telling his identity.

Seeing the golden body bound by the nine chains, Yuan Ding turned his face and looked at Nanchen in surprise, he couldn't believe that the kid in front of him could actually pull down the high Buddha and demon distraction.

Nanchen glanced at him with disdain, indifferent, he hated this old monk too much, and of course there was his behind-the-scenes Buddha and demon, naturally including this golden body.

At this time, the Chaos Yuan Essence in Nanchen's dantian had almost recovered, and he felt that it was time to dispose of this golden body, running the dantian, the Bagua totem rotated, and the true qi volatilized by the Chaos Yuan Essence gathered in the seven-colored strings.

"The more you know, the faster you die, it's not false at all! What's more, you still talk so much nonsense, how can I keep you!" Nanchen, who was ready, said coldly.

"Boom!" The chains wrapped around the arms of the golden body began to be withdrawn one by one, and they re-entrenched themselves on the top of the stone pillar, and the golden body felt that the chains were loose, and without thinking, he quickly freed his arms and smashed them with his fist.

The target of the golden body fist was not Nanchen and Fan Bai on one side, but Yuan Ding, who was paralyzed on the ground.

"Boom, boom" Two red flames shot out, and smashed the golden body of Yuan Ding's door with a fist.

"Ahh

Nanchen flipped it over, the Red Immortal Fire was extinguished, and a cloud of purple gold chaotic qi shot out, rushing straight to the golden body.

"Ah!" screamed in despair, in an instant, the golden body was divided and crushed by the purple gold Arowana, Nanchen sat cross-legged, his hands wrapped around the chaotic qi, and slowly withdrew the purple gold Arowana, the corners of his mouth curled, and the small fist reached his hand.

"Warm him up a little, and it will turn into wax, this golden body is really useless!" Nanchen deliberately joked.

He deliberately said it to Yuan Ding, turned to look at him, and sneered: "Old monk, I remember that four hundred years ago, you seemed to have said that you refined the immortal body of Vajra, right!"

Yuan Ding smacked his lips, lowered his head and didn't dare to respond, he saw that the dignified ancient distraction, the true body of the pure golden soul Yuan, was instantly twisted to pieces by Nanchen, and the golden body bone he refined should exist like a chicken skeleton in front of him.

"Between heaven and earth, the law of the Great Dao, even if he really comes down and is squeezed by the law of the Great Dao, it is not stronger than this distracting creation, old monk, you say I will be afraid of him?" Nanchen said mockingly.

Yuan Ding frowned, silent, worried.

"There's nothing to say, then continue to let you settle until you open your mouth!" As soon as Nanchen's voice fell, a cloud of chaotic qi rushed towards Yuan Ding, enveloping him again.

"Fan Bai, when I absorbed the Buddha Demon Yuan Shen Technique just now, I also absorbed some of his miscellaneous thoughts, without further ado, you hurry back to Python Valley now, tell Qing Yao these information, listen to her opinion, be careful along the way, go back quickly!

Nanchen explained the miscellaneous thoughts absorbed from the soul element, including some names, law names, and some place names, and naturally his mother's background, and explained them to Fan Bai one by one, and sent Fan Bai out of the underground palace.

When the jade bed was slowly closed, Fan Bai handed over a flower basket from above, and before he could see what was in the flower basket, Nanchen smelled the smell of rice, as well as various fruits, a full basket, which was rich enough.

"This is prepared by my mother!" Fan Bai turned around and whispered a low laugh to Nanchen in the tunnel.

Nanchen picked out some fruits from the basket, and wanted Fan Bai to carry them on the road, and let her make do along the way, but who knew that this girl took out two big peaches and shook them at Nanchen with a smile, "Brother Nanchen, I'm going, you can rest assured!"

After sending Fan Bai away, Nanchen devoured a lot of food, pacing along the underground palace, thinking about the scene that had just happened, he also shook his head, feeling that it was too risky.

Fan Bai brought these things to Qing Yao, and his reckless actions were inevitably ridiculed by her again, but there was no other good way, he didn't have a complete set of exquisite exercises, and the enemy was currently the enemy, how could he fight against a great immortal just by relying on this primitive creation.

Nanchen paced and waved his palm, "Qiankun Great Palm Print!" and then shook his head, "Soul Punishment Technique" then clenched his hands into fists, shaking back and forth, and the corners of his mouth curled: "I like this King Kong small fist!" He demonstrated as he walked, thinking that he would quickly adapt these exercises to the exercises that adapted to his own supernatural powers.

After moving for a while, Nanchen hurriedly returned to the same place, sat cross-legged, and began to integrate and adapt the exercises he had absorbed according to the characteristics of his own magical powers.

"Choke!" the reverse scale sword came out of its sheath, "I need to practice with you this time, let you also practice some exercises, don't always be wronged!" Nanchen smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He put the Reverse Scale Sword to the side, and as soon as he calmed down, the Reverse Scale Sword swung the sword bone, as if protesting, "You stay aside first, this set of exercises has nothing to do with you, I have to practice my little fist first!"

As soon as Nanchen's words fell, the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit seemed to be a little depressed, the sword bone flicked, swayed to Nanchen's back, back to back with him, Nanchen practiced his little fists, and the Reverse Scale Sword played with a little emotion depressedly.