Immortal cultivator double wears the doomsday, I am so happy as a demon cultivator

The cultivators on the left and right camps are not mortals.

Even if the smoke was billowing , they could see the scene.

I saw a blood-clothed boy with a snake coiled on his body, a human head hanging from his waist, and a gourd, standing in the middle of the field and reprimanding Lu Changxiao.

Look at Xiu Wei again, the Spirit Palace Nine Fold.

People watching the battle on both sides of the strait: “Isn’t this a joke?” What does the Spirit Palace Nine Fold mix? ”

“Didn’t this come up and send it to death?”

“Looking at the token hanging from his waist, it seems to be from the peak of punishment.”

“You can’t do anything high, the Spirit Palace Nine Layers will go up and send them to death!”

“Hey, Demon Cultivator over there, are you guys gone, find a Spirit Palace Ninefold Minor Cultivator to mix with the battle of the Dragon Gate, looking for death?”

“If you admit defeat, you can directly say that it is good to retreat, there is no need to send a small cultivator of the Spirit Palace Nine Heavy to send it to death!”

“It’s really funny and generous, a group of cultivators of the Dragon Gate Ninefold can’t beat our Dalai Lama, find a Spirit Palace Ninefold to come, as your opponent, I am ashamed of you!!!”

“Hey, that little devil Xiu, get out quickly, maybe our Dalai Lama is in a good mood, see if you can grow so big, don’t kill you, count you to pick up a life!”

Buddha Xiu mocked.

The demon cultivators over here are also anxious.

“That kid, come back soon, what are you mixed with, you want to die!!!?”

“You have lost face by hurting Lao Tzu, you better die in the battlefield, otherwise you see if Lao Tzu will burn your skin!”

“I’ve never been so humiliated in my life, his grandmother’s, I really want to kill this kid first, and then kill those dead bald heads “nineteen zero”! ”

“Don’t have a punishment peak or a punishment peak, even if it’s a Heavenly Demon Peak, the Spirit Palace Ninefold, we are about to become a joke, others really think that we can’t afford to lose, find a Spirit Palace Ninefold to go up and send it to death.”

“I really can’t afford to lose this person, that kid come back quickly, let grandpa kill you!!”

Everyone was drinking angrily.

Only the leader of the Demon Cultivation camp is also the Chang Dao Kong who is the highest cultivator in the entire audience.

His gaze fell on the head of the person hanging from Wu Ping’s waist.

Just thinking about it for a moment, his eyes instantly widened.

“This is … Elder Ouyang of the Human Demon Peak’s flying head was brutal!!! ”

On the battlefield.

Wu Ping’s expression instantly became cold as he listened to the mockery on both sides.

“Give me quiet!”

An angry shout sounded in the ears, and for a while everyone’s ears kept buzzing, and the positions on the left and right were silent.

This terrifying control power, and the intensity of spiritual power.

Let them be shocked, is this really what a cultivator of the Spirit Palace Nine Layers should have?

Wu Ping first looked at the demon cultivators in his camp: “I’ll settle accounts with you later.” ”

He turned to look at the group of bald people of the Vajra Sect: “When my Dalai Lama is solved, I will stack your bald heads one by one.” ”

Front.

The Dalai Lingtong looked at Wuping in front of him with a serious expression.

After performing a Buddhist salute, he said, “I can feel that you are very strong. ”

“No need for you to say, let me ask you, do you Buddhist practitioners like to dig other people’s people?”

“Eighty-year-old Longmen Jiuzhong why did you dig him over?”

When Lu Changxiao heard these words, his heart suffered a thousand points of damage, and a mouthful of blood spat out again.

Immediately followed by Wu Ping’s kick, he was directly kicked into his own camp.

“Although you are very strong, the gap between you and me in cultivation is too big, if you and I are under the same cultivation, the victory or defeat is unknown.”

The Dalai Lama Lingtong said very seriously.

Wu Ping walked in a few steps to look at him levelly: “Try? ”

The Dalai Lingtong nodded indifferently: “Try it.” ”

Bang!!!

A bland punch slammed in, and the huge power contained in it was the strongest power that Wu Ping had felt so far!

Even just the fist wind he brought had already blown the earth behind him out for thousands of meters.

But Wu Ping did not block, let alone dodge, but chose to eat this fist with his flesh.

The power absorbs all the power and damage.

Of course, this is not Wuping’s arrogance, he just wants to test his fist to see how heavy this Dalai Lingtong’s fist is, so as to formulate the next fighting method and what to focus on.

He also has to grow and learn.

And fighting is the most efficient teacher.

The people from the two camps of Buddha and Demon were all dumbfounded.

“He……. He stood still and ate a punch from this Dalai Lingtong? ”

“And half a step back?”

“I remember that Lu Changxiao, who was nine heavy in the dragon gate just now, seemed to have been beaten by this little Dalai Lama monk and vomited blood after a few punches, and he fell to the ground and couldn’t move, right?”

“You remember correctly, it was, and I remember such a battle situation.”

“Then why is this ninefold punishment disciple of the Spirit Palace not moving like a nobody?”

“You ask me, who do I ask!?”

“It’s not going to really win, is it?”

“I’m also a little confused now, you wait for me to look again, one punch doesn’t seem to explain anything.”

“Then take another look.”

In the field.

Seeing that Wu Ping was not moving, the Dalai Lingtong looked at his fist with a strange look.

He was doubting himself.

Wu Ping stretched out a hand forward, spread his palm to indicate that there was nothing in it, and slowly clenched his fist: “Try?” ”

The golden body of the Dalai Ling Tong was puzzled, like a little golden man standing in place and blooming with light, and nodded just like just now: “Try it!” ”

Wu Ping smashed it with a punch.

There was no light, no runes revealed, only that terrifying throbbing.

and the sense of danger that keeps rising in the heart of the Dalai Lama Lingtong.

To block, to block, not hard to resist, to block, otherwise a big thing will happen!

Finally, at the moment when Wuping’s fist was about to land on his chest, he still did not resist his original thoughts, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

Rumble!!!!

If the previous punch of the Dalai Lama Lingtong was a grenade, then Wuping’s punch was equivalent to an anti-tank missile.

The terrifying power contained in it instantly destroyed the Dalai Lama Lingtong’s understanding of the flesh.

He also wanted to unload his power to the earth under his feet, but this terrifying force could not even be withstood by the earth.

Just for a moment.

Dense cracks spread throughout the land.

The little golden man was smashed out violently, smashing one mountain after another, and under the terrifying power, the earth flying under him brought out a deep huge ravine without even being hit.

Like an earth dragon swimming in it, it cut the earth and created a canyon that stretched for tens of miles.

That’s right, it’s the canyon, and it’s no longer a problem that a ravine can describe.

The golden-covered hands were covered with cracks.

His Tantric King Golden Body was actually broken like this…….

Wu Ping was very satisfied with this result.

What about the reincarnation of the Living Buddha of the Dalai Lama?

The opportunity of his body, plus the opening and hanging, if he does not have this kind of combat power, he really can’t say it!

If it weren’t for the fact that the cultivation time was too short, he would have smashed this little monk to death with one punch!

The earth is shattered in dots.

Wu Ping’s figure disappeared instantly.

“The others are gone!”

Someone exclaimed. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The next moment, when Wu Ping appeared again, his figure had already come to the top of the body of the Dalai Lingtong who flew out upside down.

“One punch per person is fair, and then it’s time for free play.”

As he spoke, his fist fell like raindrops, like a storm hitting a plantain.

The fist landed on the Dalai Lingtong’s shining golden body, and the whole person was instantly hit to the ground.

Keep getting hit!

The earth is crumbling.

The unloaded force formed a deep pit directly behind him.

The people watching the battle around were dumbfounded.

The Dalai Lama Lingtong, who single-handedly blocked this Rotten Buddha Mountain battlefield, was actually pressed and beaten by a cultivator of the Spirit Palace Ninefold!

There was no way to fight back.

In the deep pit, golden light burst out, and the sound of Buddha sounds, just like the special honor guard of 100 people chanting in unison.

After Wu Ping’s figure jumped out.

A huge golden palm followed!

Snapped up.

Wuping dodged.

The figure deftly stood on a piece of rubble: “The reincarnation of the living Buddha is really not so easy to kill.” ”

As he spoke.

Only listening to the boom, the big golden hand pressed on the edge of the deep pit.

Under the golden light.

The thousand-meter-tall King Kong Ming was suspended in the air in a daze and anger.

The whole day between the words buzzed: “Although you are the ninth layer of the Spirit Palace, but in terms of the physical body, I am inferior to you, but the gap in the realm can not be made up by the physical body, the Tantric King Golden Body I have re-cultivated for the third life……….”

“It’s a good skill that you can force me to present the true body of the king, in today’s battle, you will definitely die, leave your name, I can help you become famous in the Western Realm Buddha Land after death!!”

Hearing these words, the surroundings also instantly became curious about Wuping’s name.

Of course he deserves to leave a name!

With the realm of the nine layers of the Spirit Palace, fighting with this Dalai Ling Tong, he was crushed in the flesh!

Who doesn’t know that the Buddha’s physical cultivation method is the most famous!

The thing that pays attention to is that a King Kong is not bad.

And what kind of genius is the Dalai Lingtong?

He actually bluntly said that his physical body is not such a person.

Who leaves a name for this kind of character?

Wu Ping listened to the words of this Dalai Lingtong, and suddenly smiled: “You are still strange, help me make a name, but who lives and who dies is not certain, but if you die at my hands, it will be a blessing in your life.” ”

“I heard that King Kong is only a gatekeeper, and you are the miscellaneous King Kong?”

“The bodhisattvas in front of them need to lower their voices, and they don’t know what it is like to see a true Buddha?”

When the Dalai Lingtong heard Wu Ping’s words, he immediately felt a little funny: “Can you still let me see the true Buddha with a demon cultivator?” ”

“Of course, right away.”

Wu Ping pinched the lotus seal while speaking, but it was different from the authentic Buddhist lotus seal.

He actually pinched back.

In the eyes of Buddhist practitioners, pinching the lotus seal is insulting the Buddha!!

The Dalai Lama Lingtong was instantly furious.

“Daring, I meant to help you become famous after death, you dare to insult my Buddha, pinch the lotus seal, and leave you not to die for me!!!

The huge palm covered the sky, and it was about to smash a palm and grind it into powder.

But as he pinched Lotus Fa Due’s elbow, he was smoothly picked up by another hand: “My name is Wu Ping, and today I want you, a little monk, to see the true Buddha.” ”

“Corpse Buddha Nine Knocks for Burial!!”

The corpse resentment of Rotten Foshan instantly burst out.

Heaven and earth change color, all gray.

There is a sound of Buddha, and mourning reverberates from the void of heaven and earth.

Compared with the magnificent Buddha sound that rose up around the Dalai Ling Tong, this time the heaven and earth sounded this way, but it was strangely tight!

If I had to use an adjective, everyone’s minds would come to mind.

The Buddha who has fallen into the devil, the demon Buddha!!!

The dark clouds broke open, and a golden light shone down.

Wu Ping’s body was full of resentment.

A phantom shadow slowly appeared behind him.

As soon as he appeared, he was a thousand feet tall, his hand pinched and raised above his head, the human bone vajra pestle exuded a strange Buddha light, and the blood-stained robe scattered on his body was so holy, but looking at the phantom honor, half of his body was white bones, half of his body was festering, blood flowed, and bloody qi instantly filled the entire 5.2 heavens and earth.

King Kong Ming slapped his palm.

Before he got close to Wuping’s true body, he was already inch.

The ghost light on the corpse Buddha became a law realm of its own, and it steadily blocked this blow.

The Dalai Lingtong was terrified in his heart: “That’s not right! You are not a Buddha! You are the magic cultivation method!!!! ”

Wu Ping suddenly opened his eyes, and his holy face was filled with demonic air: “Why is the Demon Buddha not a Buddha?” ”

“The so-called jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements, spotless, all worries are empty, sweeping the floor fears the life of the ants, cherishing the moth gauze lamp, there are fish hooks in the pool and do not fish, birds bought in cages are often released, idle to watch tigers fight after the mountains, listen to birds in the forest without incident, carefree and worry-free, and the world is hot and cold.”

“The life of the ant is still a life, they are all Buddhas, why can’t the devil become a Buddha, and why is the demon Buddha not a Buddha? Little monk, you are in the picture, today let the Demon Buddha cross your calamity, see clearly that the Demon Buddha should also be a Buddha!! ”

“One knock !!!”

As Wu Ping’s words fell, the corpse Buddha phantom behind him slowly bent over.

The Dalai Lingtong’s thousand-meter King Kong true body instantly cracked all over the place, and golden blood gushed out.

It can crumble at any time.

“Sweeping the floor is afraid of hurting the life of the ant, cherishing the moth gauze lamp, the life of the moth is still life, then how is the demon Buddha not a Buddha?” Why become a Buddha? Devils can become Buddhas, Buddhas can become demons, Buddhas can become demons!!!!! ”

“Hahahahahahaha

What would happen if the protagonist returned to the apocalyptic world to find the sutra of Mahayana Buddhism and tell it to the Buddhist practitioners of the immortal cultivation world?