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Chapter 444 One Son, Tian Yuan! (4,000 words)(2/2)

"This is...hiding thunder with your body? No, thunder is generated!"

The Taoist Tianji's pupils shrank, as if he had seen something incredible.

In his eyes, there was no longer the existence of Sa Wuling in the world at this time. The sea of ​​thunder and lightning that stood above the sky was compressed to its limit, extremely violent and dangerous!

The ones that filled his body and filled with blood were filled with countless deep purple lightnings!

Smack ~

The blood and blood slapped the surrounding void like a tide. Sa Wuling stood above the sky, with a majestic momentum, thousands of feet away from the void, he spoke indifferently:

"It's very simple. You two don't need thunder to kill you!"

Huh ~

The air suddenly became silent, and a needle could be heard in the huge sealed space.

Roar ~~~

Then a roar shocked the sky. Monk Dakong stepped into the air with one step, and the sky was like water and waves burst into great waves, rolling and surging straight into the sky:

"Bow me to death? Just rely on your Jiazi practice? You are afraid you are not living in a dream!

Great Powerful Tianlong,

World-Honored Tathagata,

Buddha Mother Prajna,

Oom Mani Pame Hum!!”

Its momentum is as fierce as thunder, its speed is as fast as lightning, its meaning is as if it is like a mountain collapse, and its big red cassock is like fire and shines with dazzling divine light.

As he stepped on his steps, he looked like a real dragon emerging from the abyss, with its scales flying, its teeth and claws spreading, and it rushed towards Sa Wuling.

In a vague way, you can hear the roars of dragons roaring from his body.

Zheyu Temple originated from Tathagata Temple. The two are inherited similarly, but over the past two thousand years, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Tathagata Academy has established its foothold with the nine Tathagata styles, while the Zheyu Temple has evolved ten styles of the Destroyed Divine Fist!

As he stepped on his steps, he pinched his fingers into a fist and blasted out.

Boom!

As the endless Buddha light burst out, there was no peace at all, but pure destruction that had reached its limit!

I saw the fist whizzing through, and the dust and even light in the void were completely killed.

At first glance, it looks like a pitch-black ink dragon soaring into the sky.

Destroy immortality, no one cannot be killed!

The naked and cold meaning of the invisible void was like a real half that exploded in everyone's heart.

"The dust is still ashes for thousands of years, but it is full of glory for a flash of time... Is it certainly great if you live for a long time?"

Sa Wuling smiled faintly.

Looking down at the destructive fist power rolling in, like a real dragon, I raised my finger without any rushing speed and pointed it at the empty point:

"Let me see if your golden body has been practicing for hundreds of years, is it comparable to the Tai Chi body that I have been suffocated by Jiazi!"

Buzz ~

With one point, endless light and heat burst out around the void, like a big sun falling down.

But in a flash, the endless heat of light gathered, flowing over and over and over the fingertips, like a sharpest magic sword in the world, slashing the light in the void.

Scream~~~

The two of them still echoed in the void, and their attacks had already occurred in thousands of collisions.

I only heard countless sounds of cracks and wanted to make a sound.

The vast power of the destructive fist suddenly became divided as the point of view fell!

It was like a roaring wave, and encountered the Dinghai Shen Needle, which cracked from both sides, scattered and flowed to all directions. Wherever you passed, the force of the fist exploded, like thousands of fireworks exploding in the sky.

Boom!

It exploded like thousands of thunder.

In the sky, Sa Wuling stood tall and stood in a long position. Monk Dakong, who was struggling across the sky, suddenly retreated. His fierce force tore up the magic weapon robe, shaking the sound of the thousand-foot void behind him.

"How is that possible?"

Monk Dakong clasped his hands together, his eyelids twitched, and a fire dragon tattooed on his shoulders and arms was even more red and bloody.

He had a grudge with Sa Wuling for decades. At the earliest, he was concerned about the Tai Chi Taoist An Qisheng and did not dare to take action personally. Many disciples and disciples joined forces with many evil cultivators to launch dozens or hundreds of ambushings against Sa Wuling.

Later, he finally couldn't help but take action until he was severely injured by Shenxiao Thunder in Nianzhou, which only lasted for more than fifty years.

But that time, he retreated calmly, and Sa Wuling couldn't catch up with him and was also seriously injured.

And seven years after that battle, he actually made such terrifying progress?

"Seven years, very long, what's impossible?"

Sa Wuling bounced his fingers, felt the powerful force rolling inside his body, and couldn't help but think of sixty years ago.

With his vision at this moment, when he recalled the past, he discovered many things that he had never noticed.

When he first met his teacher, he really had no cultivation, but after a few years, he had already killed the Taoist God of Heaven and reached the top.

In comparison, the path he has taken in more than three years has been spent on his own for sixty years!

Monk Dakong's hands trembled, and he endured it again and again, and finally he jumped up:

"That's my mother!"

His self-cultivation is no longer the same as that of Buddhism. At this time, his heart is angry and he wants to vent his anger by killing him.

Boom!

He jumped a thousand feet and punched in the air. The fist force, which was like a torrent, instantly shattered thousands of feet of the void and rushed to Sa Wuling and left.

At the same time, Taoist Tianji sighed:

"How can I overcome my thousand years of practice with just one body?"

Buzz ~

Just a sigh.

Isa Wuling's current state of mind was swaying.

boom!

His eyes condensed and pointed out again. With a stroke in the sky, he saw thousands of folds wafting up in the void. The divine light that burst out from his fingers evolved into a talisman as big as a mountain.

It stands in front of the destructive fist power that came from the sky.

Then, the trance in my heart suddenly became thousands or tens of thousands of times stronger.

Open your eyes again,

I saw divine lights intertwined between heaven and earth, and evolved into a huge chessboard.

This chessboard has north and south, east and west, endless up and down, all-encompassing, and cannot be regarded as a big deal.

And I am standing on this chessboard intertwined with endless divine lights!

A face as big as the sky, looking down at yourself, behind it, one finger came from the sky, pressing down like a mountain:
Chapter completed!
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