I’ve Possessed the Demon Sovereign’s Body

洛 Chen Luoyang raised his palm, and a reversed dark “卍” character in the palm of his palm slowly rotated.

Holding on to the palm of his hand, a dark Buddha gradually appeared in the void.

The Big Buddha sat down with one palm stretched out.

At the palm of your hand, the void seems to distort the depression.

Under the influence of the black Buddha's power, the surrounding space and time seem to be distorted together.

The footsteps of Ji Shijing and others fled, all of them slowed down.

Even if Nie Hua is like Fei Hong, Jian Guang looks like he is stepping in place at this moment.

"Lure magic palm!"

Li Tai blurted out.

洛 Chen Luoyang's martial arts practice at the moment is exactly one of the six masterpieces of demonism, such as Rugao's palm.

The dark Buddha stands across the sky, referring to the heavens and the earth, but I have exclusive respect, as if all eternal dominions in the world.

He was just a starting gesture, so the four great kings sat in a sad city.

The changes in the distortion of the void seem to be real and fantasy, which not only affects the real time and space, but also an additional effect after suppressing the four minds of the stone mirror.

结合 The combination of truth and reality is mysterious.

Xi Shijing, Nie Hua, and Li Tai all looked at the demon monk involuntarily.

The old monk dressed in a black tadpole stopped and turned around, looking up at Chen Luoyang and the dark Buddha.

神 The look on his face seemed to be angry and laughter: "Master Chen is a good way!"

The demon monk Ming Fa turned his head to look at Elder Ming Jing, and smiled strangely: "Brother Ming Jing, it turns out that Lao Ming is right, and you are finally the same as Lao Ming.

I just have a good time with our brothers. If you want to learn how to come to the palm of your hand, come directly to the old girl. The old girl is too late to welcome, why do you go to the magic?

I was thinking that there are four palms in the demon religion, but the old one only has two palms? "

"Mr. Ming Ming said a lot, the poor monk didn't pursue the divine power before he devoted himself to the ancient deities." Elder Mirror said with his hands together, "The brother's wish is not what the poor monk wants ..."

"Fart!" Demon monk slammed the other side sharply. "The old monk learned the authenticity of Zen and martial arts. Rulai Mozhang entered the demon religion, leaving only martial arts tricks, but they were just used as tools and buried! "

悲 The expression of grief and anger on his face looked at Chen Luoyang and the black Buddha in the air: "Chen Jiaozhu is a good method. It is not enough to take my life and wait for it, is it still a cat and a mouse?"

Yan Shijing, Nie Hua, Li Tai and others looked different.

Many years ago, in addition to the town's magical demon **** blood, the demon religion is actually five great peerless.

At that time, a monk suddenly appeared on the vast land of Divine Land.

Qi Rulai's insufficiency of the palm is incomplete, only four types, but the power is already earth-shattering.

Afterwards, the sinner Tuo was killed by one of the demon masters at that time, and the remaining chapters of Rulai's palms flowed into the hands of the demon.

魔教 五大 大 世 绝学, since then became six.

According to old tradition, Rulai's magic palm is extremely powerful.

If it is complete, I am afraid that the magical skills of the town of magic religion may no longer be the blood of the **** magic.

In addition to the demon religion, before the death of Sinto, there was a legacy.

脉 This line of information is under pressure from the devil's collapse, and it is gradually diminishing.

三十 About thirty years ago, Mingfa rebelled from Qingliang Temple, worshipped this line of inheritance, and inherited Taoism at the same time that it had to spread like magic palms.

But in his hands, the incompleteness of the magic is even more serious, leaving only two styles.

Xuan Shijing, Nie Hua, and Li Tai looked at Ming Fa, and all knew it.

Perhaps the old monk didn't really want to learn the skill and worshiped the demon monk.

Otherwise, for so many years, he can devote himself to all four types of magic palms in magic teaching.

On the contrary, Mingfa is even more hostile to demonism than most people.

Chen Luoyang stood on top of the 蛟 dragon head, looking calm and looking down at the demon monk Mingfa below.

He looked sad and angry.

洛 Chen Luoyang's mood is a little speechless at this moment.

He didn't consider that much at all ...

The reason why I use Rugao Magic Palm instead of other martial arts is simple.

I just have one word.

Big.

Or, wide, wide, can be.

The coverage area is large enough.

I was far away from Shi Jing and Mingfa, not as close as personally to the assassination of the "black cricket" of the alien Zuoxian Wang Xiuzhe.

With such a long distance, it is a bit difficult to yell at a master who has killed Wuwu level.

On this basis, the opponent also wisely dispersed and ran away in four directions.

Da Ri Tian Wang Jue is tough enough, but the attack coverage area seems a little insufficient.

It's just right for Ru Ru to come.

But in the eyes of the demon monk Mingfa, it is too ridiculous, it will inevitably make him sorrowful, and his heart will be severely attacked.

You really think too much ... Chen Luoyang vomited.

On the surface, it still looks indifferent: "Hiding in the ravine, you are indeed like mice, but don't look at yourself too high, for this seat, it is not fun to tease you."

The demon monk smiled strangely, "Is it?"

He raised his hand sharply, palms up.

There was a black Buddha manifesting in mid-air at the moment when the palms of his hands condensed.

Xun and Chen Luoyang have the same martial art mood as the Big Buddha.

I ’m coming to the clutches, and I ’m coming to the battle!

He is just that the dark Buddha of Mingfa has a weak body and momentum.

But then the monk Mingfa stopped drinking.

His black Buddha, stood up and walked forward.

The dark air permeated the road in front of him, condensing into the image of hell.

Every time the black Buddha stepped forward, the momentum and strength increased sharply.

What's more alarming is the ghost image of the giant Buddha condensed by this palm. At this time, it slowly solidifies, as if the real Buddha came to the world.

He is like the dark Buddha in the palm of Chen Luoyang.

"This is the fourth form of Rugao palm, step by step **** ?!"

Shang Shangsong and Nie Hua spoke in unison.

Xiao Yuntian, Shi Jing, Li Tai, and Ming Jing Elders were all shocked.

As far as they know, the demon monk Mingfa should only have two kinds of magic palms.

The first form, magical sentient beings.

Second style, 拈 flowers become magic.

The other two styles, such as the magic palm, have been lost in the vein of the demon monk.

Unexpectedly, the demon monk inherited the painstaking collection of the past generations, summed up and studied the legacy of the predecessors, worked hard from generation to generation, and finally reappeared in the Ming Dynasty.

He is also the strongest one of the four sinister palms of **** in the past.

This trick is exactly the most dreaded killing trick in this set of Rulai's clutches.

This time, the monk Mingfa himself is dead and dead!

At this price, he got the ultimate strength.

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Xun Shijing and others also unexpectedly expected that the demon monk Mingfa had this trick in advance, and he had always been cunning and savage, and he had to fight against the demon master.

三 The three of them refreshed slightly.

The demon cult leader had previously fought with the Black Emperor Xiu Zhe, and his strength showed only the thirteenth real level.

Tong Mingfa gave his life away at this moment, and succeeded in the battle.

If the first decision is made, the chance is not so good ...

Qi Mingfa's five senses and seven tips started to bleed.

But all over his body, black light flashed, as if a black tadpole gold Buddha statue.

之 The Buddha in his palm took eighteen steps.

It seemed as if he crossed eighteen hells.

Power reaches unprecedented heights!

"You are so blessed by how you hold on to a few styles, then you are blessed today." In the sky, Chen Luoyang's tone was indifferent.

"This seat gives you a lesson."

He said, a palm fell.

In the air, the power of two black Buddhas collided!

The Big Buddha above is stable like Mount Tai.

A thin line of red suddenly appeared on the palm of the Buddha below.

Thin lines spread quickly, and then spread over the whole body of the Buddha below.

At the foot of the Great Buddha, the scene of the eighteen-fold Moro **** also appeared strangely with red lines.

The real scene, at this moment, seems to become unreal again.

From three-dimensional to flat.

It seems like a flat picture.

Then a red crack appeared on the scroll.

Then scattered piece by piece.

Void is like dislocation, slipping and interlacing along the thin red line.

Finally, the big Buddha below was broken together with the scene of the eighteenth hell.

Broken!