Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　Moruo, the king of Yasha, was born vicious, and he was covered in blood.

　　 looks like the terrifying Shura, which is extremely frightening.

　　 Before Chen Chaoen, who was standing next to Zhou Tianzi, did his hand, the head of the Prajna Hall, Master Yuanhui, opened his eyes suddenly.

　　 didn't see how he moved, standing upright, moving horizontally, and stopped in front of the king of Yasha.

　　 "There are 72 stunts in Tianlong Temple, and Da Nuo's Immigrant Method is ranked 49th."

　　 Wu'anhou sitting on the side commented just right:

　　 "This body style emphasizes a heart and a mind, and a mind moves the body. The trajectory is unpredictable and elusive."

　　 The emperor Zhou frowned slightly.

　　 While listening attentively, he wondered why he didn't see the female prince.

　　 No matter how arrogant and arrogant this Yasha King Moro is.

　　 is not so daring to break into the imperial city alone, assassin the king, right?

　　 This is completely self-defeating!

　　 Not to mention that there is Wu’an Hou Zhao Kai in front of the Wuying Hall, the first master Yuanhui in the Prajna Hall, and two martial arts masters sitting here.

　　 Only Chen Chao'en, the chief eunuch, the chief **** of his side, and Ma Luo, the king of Yasha in the realm of the mortal realm and the realm of the dragon and elephant, could not cope.

　　 "Amitabha, the benefactor of Mora, stop."

　　Master Yuanhui's body is thin, like a shriveled old tree.

　　 "Wai Dao! Don't want to mess with me!"

　　 The king of Yasha is like a madman, shouting in his mouth:

　　 "Kill Buddha every Buddha! Kill ancestor every ancestor! Kill Arhat every arhat... Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Between 　　 roaring, the burly body bloomed with seven rounds of light!

　　 There seems to be a terrifying power in the world, suddenly blessed!

　　 Boom!

　　 Yasha King Moro didn't even look at it, raised his hand and blasted a palm!

　　 Pei Ran's strength is unstoppable, causing the air to roar.

　　 Master Yuanhui did not move his feet, and the black monk robe wafted in the wind, clinging to his body.

　　 The head of the Prajna Hall did not retreat, and his benevolent and peaceful appearance changed suddenly, turning into a glaring King Kong.

　　 "The donor is not awakened yet!"

　　 Master Yuanhui exclaimed in fullness.

　　 The thin body exploded with terrifying power like a dragon or a giant elephant, and also made a sturdy palm.

　　 smash the tablet hand!

　　 Seventy-two stunts, ranked seventh!

　　嘭!

　　 only heard a loud resounding.

　　 The solid ground in front of the Hall of Martial Arts opened cracks, spreading like a spider web.

　　 The foundation of the huge palace seems to be shaken!

　　 At the center of the two people's hands against each other, the air is like a turbulent water surface, setting off layers of transparent ripples visible to the naked eye.

　　 The same violent infuriating collision, bursting out a dazzling light.

　　Master Yuanhui did not move, standing steadily, like a towering tree rooted in the earth.

　　 On the other hand, the Yasha King Moro stood in a stalemate for a while, like being struck by lightning.

　　 His figure shook violently, as if he couldn't resist it.

　　 The whole person flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

　　 "Tianlong Temple's big smashing tablet hand is not only an extremely sturdy and heavy technique, but also a rare unloading technique hidden in it."

　　 Wu'an Hou Zhao Kai is idle and plays the role of understanding.

　　 "It's the strength, Zhenqi turned into a grinding disc, a stone crush."

　　 "When confronting an enemy with a single palm, the opponent's strength is reduced by 30 to 40%, which is very tight!"

　　 The emperor Zhou listened carefully and couldn't help asking:

　　 "How many tricks can the Tantric monk of the Maha Wuliang Palace support?"

　　 Wu'an Hou Zhao Kai seemed to think about it for a moment, and later said:

　　 "About thirty strokes."

　　 Although both of them are in the Seventh Layer of the Mortal Realm, the realm of Dragon Elephant.

　　 But martial arts masters with a little eye can see that Yasha King Moruo is definitely not an opponent of Master Yuanhui.

　　 The latter is only one thread away, and you can break through to the eighth layer of the mortal realm, the realm of divine transformation.

　　 has vaguely touched a hint of spiritual transformation and a knack for the cohesion of will.

　　 "The king of Yasha, Maura, he practiced one of the eight rectifications of the Maha Imamura Palace, "The Seven Wheels of Vajra Secret Method", which is a very clever horizontal practice of martial arts."

　　 Seeing that Emperor Zhou was interested, Wu’an Hou Zhao Kai continued:

　　"I’ve heard people say that you have to practice this kung fu from a young age, and you start to soak Jindaigo at the age of seven or eight, a kind of ghee made by a special method.

　　 "If you rub it all over the body, it will strengthen the skin and make the skin firm as iron."

　　 "Innate physique is better than ordinary people, and then use various methods to stimulate the muscles and strengthen the blood."

　　 "Finally penetrate the seven chakras of Tantric Buddhism, thereby obtaining the blessing of divine power, and invincible."

　　 "Because of this, since this tantric monk debuted, even if he encounters a master of the same realm, he can rely on a terrifying brute force to defeat the enemy."

　　 "It's a pity that I met Master Yuanhui. This Prajnatang's first deeds have been completed, and he has long proven that the Vajra is not bad."

　　 "There are no flaws in the whole body, and the true energy is pure and strong. Yasha King Moro has lost his greatest advantage. It is only a matter of time before he loses."

　　 Following Wu'anhou's comments, the two have already fought a dozen moves against each other, and the momentum is immense.

　　The martial arts masters in the realm of the dragon and elephant, all gestures are terrifying power,

　　 blasted the air, stepped on the floor tiles, and shook out a circle of transparent ripples like a blade.

　　 The vigorous infuriating qi of the two constantly collided, bursting into light.

　　 Within dozens of steps around, it is impossible to get close at all.

　　 "Wai Dao! Don't want to mess up my spirit!"

　　 Yasha King Moro is worthy of being a martial arts master in the Seventh Realm of the Mortal Realm and the Realm of the Dragon and Elephant.

　　 After being hit by Master Yuanhui seven or eight palms, four or five punches, he can still get up.

　　 "This person has a mental disorder, I am afraid that it will affect his mind."

　　Master Yuanhui is exquisite in Buddhism.

　　 Only one step away, you can condense the will of martial arts.

　　 is extremely close to the Eightfold of the Mortal Realm, the realm of Divine Transformation.

　　 Fighting against each other, he immediately saw that the Yasha King Moro was frantic and unable to communicate.

　　Master Yuanhui didn't hurt the killer. He stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and gently brought them together and placed them between the eyebrows.

　　Between meditation and meditation, he sent eight strong finger powers in a row!

　　 She was pure and pure and innocent like a tide, shrouded in no rules for her moves, only paying attention to a fierce Yasha King Moro.

　　 "Twenty-one ranked go to trouble!"

　　 Wu'an Hou Zhao Kai's Shen Su's face slightly moved.

　　"This is an extremely delicate fingering.

　　 "One finger pops out and cuts off the worries. It is to use the great wisdom of supreme meditation to subdue the opponent's will!"

　　咚咚咚咚咚咚咚咚咚!

　　 Before Wu Anhou's words fell, eight dull voices rang out one after another.

　　 Master Yuanhui’s eight powerful fingers fell on the body of Yasha King Moro, like a bell.

　　 "He is so powerful in practicing martial arts! The unmatched **** power that destroys gold and stone, almost can't seal his vitals!"

　　 Yasha King Moruo roared to the sky, and the acupuncture points of his whole body were directly pierced by the trouble finger, and the fierce and inexhaustible true energy rushed straight into the Qihai Dantian.

　　 The seven bright wheels of light dimmed in an instant.

　　 The fierce-looking great man took two steps forward in a daze.

　　 All blood and blood flowed retrograde, rushing to his throat.

　　 "Moruo donor, Lao Na has sealed your skills."

　　 Master Yuanhui folded his hands together, and said in a light tone:

　　 "Forced into the imperial city, attacked by force, disturbed the holy driver... These are all serious crimes!"

　　 "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and it’s the shore when you look back. If you still don’t realize it, you will end up worrying."

　　 The head of the Prajna Hall has a peaceful face, no longer the glaring eyes of King Kong before, and the King Ming is angry.

　　 He knew that the king of Yasha, Moro, came from the Imamong Palace of Maha, and was the disciple of the emperor of Yuanmeng, Batheba.

　　 If you don’t know you don’t die in Great Zhou, I’m afraid it will cause a great dispute.

　　 The monks are compassionate.

　　He took the lead, just because he didn't want to bother Wu Anhou, or Zhou Tianzi's eunuch.

　　 The martial arts of these two people, one is as domineering as the blazing sun, and the other is as soft as the icy wind of the cold abyss.

　　 If Yasha King Mora resisted, he might not be able to save his life.

　　 "The great monk has compassion."

　　 Wu'an Hou Zhao Kai's eyes moved slightly, and he stood up slowly.

　　 The broad shoulders seem to prop up the world, revealing a domineering aura of domineering sentient beings.

　　 "It's just that how this person is going to post, it still depends on your majesty's meaning."

　　 The emperor Zhou looked down~www.NovelMTL.com~ Yasha King Moro vomited two mouthfuls of blood, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was low.

　　 In addition, the Qi Sea Dantian was sealed, and his skills were unusable, and he no longer had the ability to be fierce.

　　 "Old Na thought that the spirit of Moro's benefactor was affected, and he couldn't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Only then would he break into the imperial city under his madness."

　　 Master Yuanhui faced the holy driver, slightly lowered his head and said:

　　 "The crime is true and must be punished!"

　　 "It is more important to find the person behind the scenes!"

　　 The emperor Zhou nodded and asked in a deep voice:

　　 "I saw the King of Yasha, but there was no trace of the Gannapo."

　　 "Today was originally a gambling fight between her and Master Yuanhui, how could she not show up!"

　　 The kind-eyed Prajna Hall took the first place, and turned around again.

　　 Put **** together and place them between the eyebrows.

　　"Fu asks the world-honored person to prove that the five turbid worlds vowed to enter first. If a sentient being has not become a Buddha, he will not take the mud from this place. Daxiong is vigorous and compassionate, and I hope to examine the subtle confusion..."

　　 Buddhist scriptures, from the mouth of Master Yuanhui.

　　 With the spirit of meditation for years and months, he urged one of the seventy-two stunts to get rid of troubles.

　　 Then, like an electric light flashing, point towards the Yasha King Moro.

　　Master Yuanhui wanted to figure out what kind of influence the other party was affected by, that would make him lose himself and suddenly go crazy.

　　 just--

　　 Go to worry and point to the center of the eyebrows of the king of Yasha.

　　 Boom!

　　 An unspeakable terrifying will rises unexpectedly!

　　 The indifferent Master Yuanhui, his thin body shook violently, like a flat boat on the violent sea.

　　 "Heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

　　 In his horrified eyes, several vague figures appeared one after another.