Chapter 190: Dragon Pattern Refining

However, what people didn't expect was that the monk's eyes lit up, and there was a golden light behind him, and three Buddha lights were reflected behind him. ∽↗ top∽↗∽↗∽, ↗

In an instant, the Divine Skill was already on the body of several monks, but it was a pity that there was a halo shining in the monk's eyes, and it was as if nothing happened.

I saw that his figure moved, pulled out a standard horse step, his hands were bent around his waist, and after a low shout, he suddenly slapped a palm, and the palm print was like a wall, making the spear thrown by Fang Wenyuan hang in place, not allowing an inch.

However, Fang Wenyuan's figure followed, and he kicked at the end of the spear.

The spear vibrate, and it suddenly broke through the barrier of the monk's palm print, and the sharp breath on the tip of the spear made the monk's eyes rarely change. I didn't dare to take it lightly, only to see him hit a standard iron plate bridge to avoid the attack of the tip of the gun.

At this moment, the monk's door was wide open, full of flaws, Fang Wenyuan naturally would not let go of this opportunity, his body moved, and he once again slammed on the end of the spear.

The spear rubbed against the air, causing a piercing sound, and the spear, which was originally like a sharp arrow forward, suddenly fell at the end of the tail, facing the monk's abdomen.

This time, Fang Wenyuan's speed was even faster, and there was a ruthlessness between his shots, which was the benefit of the Ghost Escape Technique Realm.

With a successful blow, the monk who stood up to resist was hit in the abdomen by the end of the spear, and the whole person flew upside down, but was caught by a monk sitting behind him.

As this monk stood up, it meant that Fang Wenyuan was now going to fight against two, but it was not too early, and if he wanted to break through the Six Auxiliary Peaks in one day, it meant that he couldn't waste too much time here.

Since this is the case, Fang Wenyuan threw the spear, and it made a sharp sound, the spear was stuck obliquely on the ground, three feet into the ground, and the tail swayed from side to side, buzzing.

The reason why Fang Wenyuan threw the spear aside was because the spear was given to him by Yue Lizhen recently, but he had never used such a blade, so even though this spear was a fierce soldier, it was just a burden to Fang Wenyuan, who had never practiced marksmanship.

Without the restraint of the spear, Fang Wenyuan's figure became elusive, even if he had been intercepted by the two monks at this moment, his footsteps were still the same.

His original palm fist technique has become a great weapon at this moment. It's just that this monk's method of refining the body is very unique, and the palm fist can only cause them slight damage.

However, of course, Fang Wenyuan's ability is more than that, in the continuous fighting, Fang Wenyuan suddenly let out a low shout, his hands contracted around his waist, and he suddenly punched.

The fist shadow was like a substance, and one of the monks was knocked out with one palm, and this time, Fang Wenyuan advanced again, and there were still nine zhang away from the flag, and there were three monks sitting cross-legged in the middle of these nine zhang.

After the monk was knocked away again, another monk stood up, three against one, Fang Wenyuan did not have any sense of crampedness, and the more fierce the battle became.

He had never practiced any martial arts, so the punches and kicks he fought were disorderly, but they were impenetrable.

Because of this, it doesn't follow common sense, but it works wonders.

"Amitabha!"

The three monks sang a Buddha name in unison, and then their hands danced, and the golden light appeared, like the sun in winter, making people feel a kind of warmth, and their hearts were more like floating in a hot spring.

It makes people become lazy from the bottom of their hearts, and they seem to be unwilling to move their fingers.

Fang Wenyuan is no exception, at this moment, the evil spirit in his heart, as well as the idea of breaking into the mountain, all the battles have dispersed, leaving only a dull heart.

The soldiers who surrendered without a fight, the disciples of Buddhism have goodness in their hearts, and they intend to transform sentient beings, and under the light of the Buddha, everything is vain.

Fang Wenyuan sat cross-legged, and the anger in his eyes dissipated, and he stood in place with a peaceful expression, slowly sitting down cross-legged.

Suddenly, the spear on the side made a buzzing sound, and a monstrous aura burst out, and Fang Wenyuan trembled. Thinking of the past, I heard why I wanted to worship the Immortal Sect back then, and I heard the scenes of killing in the past.

This change made the monks under the flag also open their eyes in surprise, glanced at Fang Wenyuan quite meaningfully, and then looked at the spear.

The moment he woke up, Fang Wenyuan stopped his movements, stood up again, waved his robe, and shouted in a low voice: "Pour the sea!"

The angry sea churned and rolled away, and the three monks stomped their feet one after another, standing in place like a rock, letting the massive wash away, still not moving.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan went away with the waves, and a palm shadow fell into the waves, and a ripple gushed out from his palm shadow, driving the churning sea water, stirring up a violent vibration.

Suddenly, it spread to the bodies of the three monks in the sea, making them as stable as Mount Tai's posture, and there was a slight loosening, and they all took a few steps back.

When he gained momentum, Fang Wenyuan naturally wouldn't let it go, so he punched again, and the strength of the fist was condensed, falling in the center of the ripples caused by the palm shadow.

Immediately divided into three waves, falling on the bodies of the three monks respectively, this blow, Fang Wenyuan did not keep his hand anymore, because, time passed quickly, he didn't want to lose to Yao Wu, he just wanted to fight quickly, then he had to go all out.

The shaking bodies of the three monks finally couldn't support it anymore and suddenly fell backwards. Fang Wenyuan followed again, and the ghost escape technique was also urged to the extreme.

In an instant, Fang Wenyuan left a remnant of the Dao in place, separated into two phantom clones, and the three figures appeared in front of the three monks in an instant, making up for the blow again.

The last three monks all stood up and caught the three people who were beaten away by Fang Wenyuan, two of them were in the middle stage of foundation building, after receiving people, their faces turned red, and their bodies couldn't be steady, and they fell heavily to the ground together.

Only the monk who was in the late stage of foundation building, after taking three steps back, took his companion down.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Wenyuan's figure flickered, appeared in front of the flag, and stretched out his hand to take it off.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan's heart jumped, and he didn't dare to hesitate immediately, his steps were wide open, and his body was like a ghost and retreated. The moment he dodged away, a golden palm print swept through the spot.

Suddenly, on the broken dragon stone next to the dojo, a three-foot-deep palm print was left.

Looking back, what appeared in Fang Wenyuan's eyes was the last monk in the late stage of foundation building, only to see that his expression was peaceful and without any evil spirit. This, even Fang Wenyuan couldn't believe that such a ruthless palm would be made by him.

The other nameless monks had already come to their senses, and at this moment, Fang Wenyuan was directly encircled.

The sound of reading Buddhist scriptures came out of the mouths of the six monks, and one by one the golden characters formed a storm-like prison, instantly blocking the heaven and the earth.

Fang Wenyuan was immediately imprisoned and couldn't move.

The monk in the later stage of the foundation building stopped reading aloud and said lightly: "Amitabha, junior brother, please go back, the monks do not fight or fight, just to obey the rules of the sect." If you continue to fight, I'm afraid that I will hurt my harmony, and I will also fall on you, junior brother!"

As the saying goes, reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, and the other party is so polite, he has always been merciful from the beginning of the fight to the present, Fang Wenyuan otherwise can't be arrogant and unreasonable.

It's just that from the time he saw Yao Wu dealing with mountain trespassers, to when he went to the mountain gate to be revered, Fang Wenyuan thought that he must be the same as Yao Wu. The imposing Yue Li real person cheated him, which made him feel uneven, but also like breaking Yao Wu's achievements.

Therefore, he would not give up lightly, so he said slowly: "Thank you for your kindness, brother's obsession in his heart, you can't disobey or give up!"

"Next, my brother will do his best!"

Between the words, some faint changes also occurred in Fang Wenyuan's body, and a faint golden light reflected from his body.

This golden light is different from the monk, he does not have that kind of gentleness, nor does he have that kind of auspicious aura. It's full of domineering, with a sense of solipsism.

The dragon pattern refining bones is naturally not in vain.

The real battle is about to begin!

Thick qi and blood burst out from Fang Wenyuan's body, and under his emaciated figure, there was a kind of explosive/explosive power.

The true use of the Dragon Pattern Bone Alchemy Technique, Fang Wenyuan had only gradually penetrated it when he had been cultivating recently.

It's true that it strengthens the body, but if you don't know how to use it, it's not in vain. Before, Fang Wenyuan had been cultivating, but why the strength of his physical body was always unsatisfactory was because he had not mastered the essentials.

At this moment, the changes in Fang Wenyuan's body seemed to be unmoving, but the most important thing was that a golden halo appeared in his eyes, hovering around the edge of his black eyes.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all, not to mention that Fang Wenyuan is still wearing a black gauze hat at the moment.

At the same time, the three-inch dragon pattern in his body was slowly melting. In the past, he believed that this dragon pattern was used to absorb dragon qi and transform dragon qi, but it wasn't until not long ago that he completely figured out that this was not the case with dragon pattern bone refining.

Only by refining the dragon pattern into the body can the real dragon pattern bone refining technique be opened!

The monk had already noticed the changes in Fang Wenyuan's body, and Fang Wenyuan had an obsession in his heart, so the monk no longer tried to persuade him to retreat, so he continued to chant mantras and increase the sealing of Fang Wenyuan.

The next moment, Fang Wenyuan moved, with a reckless intent, like a savage savage, with a roughness, but also with a unique natural wind, and some domineering meaning.

I saw him raise his head to the sky and roar, and the rolling sound waves rushed up to the nine skies, breaking through the seal of the six monks.

An invisible ripple word Fang Wenyuan spread outward from the center, like a bell ringing, and in an instant, the sand and stones flew in the dojo, and the surrounding trees were also difficult to resist the madness under this ripple.

The ripples carried a terrifying aura, destroying the entire dojo beyond recognition.

All of this was just a long roar that Fang Wenyuan officially used to refine his bones with the dragon pattern and raised his head to the sky.

The six monks stood in a line, mainly the monks in the later stage of the foundation building, and the changes caused by Fang Wenyuan.

Fang Wenyuan's cultivation has never been comparable to ordinary people, because every time he is promoted, he is different.

Moreover, because of his Qinglian Dao Foundation, his Yuan Power is far more than half higher than that of the same cultivation.

At the beginning, against the Ghost King and against the Demon Ape, although these two were incomplete Jindan periods, their strength was far from being comparable to these monks.

What's more, Fang Wenyuan has reached the middle stage of foundation building, and he is no longer the one who was in the early stage of foundation building!