The first cause of all realms

Chapter 668 Be the second person in those 3000 years!

Ka Ka Ka ~
Muscles and bones rubbed against each other, sounding like thunder.

As soon as he moved, his shriveled skin suddenly tightened and stretched, and his palms, arms, waist, hips, and legs instantly filled up, and they exploded like a balloon.

In the blink of an eye, it has already swelled into a dark yellow, nine-foot-high giant like cast iron, exuding a strong, full, domineering and ferocious aura.

But where is there still half a point of getting old?

The three elements are united, the spirit, energy and spirit are integrated into one furnace. In the profound martial arts, hiding is always the first and development is the last. It is as calm as the earth and stable, and as violent as thunder.

At this moment, the Dark Moon Dharma King strode across the sky, moving like a thunder dragon, and his mighty aura seemed to freeze the battlefield outside the pass.

One step, one palm.

The half-naked muscles are like undulating mountains, and the blood is like rolling magma. Push five fingers flat, and there is a long-lasting explosion between the sky and the earth.

High above the sky, the goshawks screamed sharply. Seen from above, it was magnificent, dark as ink, and smudged the sky for miles.

Wherever its color is reached, all colors will fade away, and where the power of the palm is reached, the corpses on the battlefield will be dried up, and the blood will be dried up.

It seems that all vitality has been plundered by that palm print!

"Dark Moon Mahamudra!"

Fifth Jie's pupils shrank, and he shouted a warning, but how could his voice compare to the speed of this palm?
Almost at the moment when he spoke, Yang Ju's clothes and hair were all thrown back, and the ubiquitous air flow, under the horizontal push of this palm, pressed down like a real mountain.

Hundreds of feet away, the bone-piercing cold was about to freeze him in place.

"Martial arts saint!"

Lu Qingting murmured in his heart, suddenly felt the heat wave blowing towards his face, and suddenly turned his eyes, as if a big sun was blooming in front of him.

A terrifying level of light and heat exploded on the battlefield.

This is the blood energy boiling, but it is not only the pure blood energy, but also the fierce electric light is drumming, transmitting, pushing, and burning.

Without any hesitation, Yang Ju stretched out his arms, and between his fingers opened and closed, the power of ten dragons and ten elephants exploded.

The combination of lifting the sky and shaking the earth made up for the last shortcoming of his lack of horizontal training, and the ten dragons and ten elephants obtained from shaking the earth can already be used to the fullest.

The body that lifts the sky, and the power that shakes the ground, superimposed in two directions, and raised a fist together.

Boom!

It was less than one-thousandth of an instant. In almost everyone's induction, they only felt strong light blooming and air waves soaring into the sky. In an instant, they couldn't see the scene of the two fighting at all.

A moment later, a loud noise exploded, accompanied by smoke and dust billowing into the sky, people such as Fifth Jie, Feng Junzi, Lu Qingting, Tantai Zhengfa and others saw the moment when the two collided in the strong light.

Ripples visible to the naked eye swayed from the sides of the two of them, setting off a monstrous wave, and the blood was scattered in all directions.

boom!
The fists and palms intersected like a sledgehammer hitting a drum.

Yang Qiu only felt that the power of this palm had gathered to an unbelievable level, since the first generation of Yuan Magnetic, he has been able to bridge the surrounding area to release the strength, often others can remove as much as seventy percent of the force of a punch.

However, at this moment, that force is rolling like a tide, with one wave higher than the other, and it cannot be vented at all!
At this moment, he is much stronger than when he fought Nie Longtian, but the big handprint in front of him has already surpassed his Dragon Subduing Palm.

Click!

His feet trembled, the ground cracked, Yang Yu couldn't help but leaned back, his spine creaked, and the boiling blood almost rushed out of the pores of his body.

However, he took this punch alive, and even, except for the surge of energy and blood, he was not injured at all.

On the opposite side, the nine-foot-tall and as big as a Buddha statue, the Dark Moon Dharma King's eyes froze, and he took a step back in surprise and disbelief!
Head-on confrontation, repelled Wu Sheng!
After the strong light, this scene was also captured by a group of masters. For a moment, everyone looked shocked.

It is different from the retreat of the old demon of Montenegro.

All the people present were born in great powers and sects, and were well-informed. How could they not know that outside the northwest city that day, Yang Qiang was the old Black Mountain demon who was forced to retreat with the help of the book of life and death.

Although this action made him famous, it does not mean that he can compete against the Martial Saint. In fact, he was slightly injured when he rescued Lin Daoren from Nie Longtian's men.

But at this time...

Call ~
Taking a step back, the Dark Moon Dharma King had already stood a hundred feet away, his loose monk robes were wildly dancing, and a shadow flashed across his rough face.

This punch reminded him of an unbearable past event many years ago.

"Baquan? Divine fist? Buddha's elephant throwing? The mountain splitting technique? The mysterious whale swallowing the sea? What a wicked beast, this one is so skillful!"

Amidst the sneer, the surging air wave was knocked away by him, and the hundred feet passed in an instant, and the extremely vigorous blood and true energy returned to the palm of his hand.

It was no longer as powerful as before, but in Yang Yu's eyes, this palm was much more terrifying than before.

In a trance, I only felt that behind the old monk, there was a shadow of Vajra Buddha.

His whole body is like ink, his fangs are turned out, and his expression is indifferent but fierce, which makes people feel palpitating.

This is true martial arts will!
The practice of a martial sage lies in the combination of spirit, soul, mind, soul, and essence, which is the true will of martial arts.

At this point in the practice, the will can interfere with the fine composition of the physical body, and can arouse the dark energy between the heavens and the earth, and bless oneself, martial arts, and weapons.
Reach the powerful realm of moving like heaven and earth.

This step, he has experienced from the sloppy Taoist and the mantra, the old monk in front of him is naturally not as good as the previous two, but compared to Nie Longtian, he is far superior!
This is, the real martial arts saint.

hum!
The air waves emptied, like a mountain rampaging.

Yang Jue's eyes froze, and he exerted his strength with his feet, soaring into the sky with the sound of thunder and explosions, and he shot tens of feet into the air in an instant.

"Want to escape?!"

Dark Moon Dharma King let out a laugh, and the palm print changed from horizontal push to upward, flexing and stretching his five fingers, spitting turned into swallowing, as if probing upwards like a dragon's claws, trying to grab the sky.

The ferocity of its momentum made the inside and outside of the battlefield terrified. No matter the distance, they were retreating crazily, not daring to stay where they were.

"It's not too reckless to know how to escape..."

Fifth Jie breathed a sigh of relief.

A moment ago, he only thought that his little junior brother was so reckless that he dared to fight to the death of a martial sage. Now seeing him flying into the air, he thought of him coming from the air before, and the hanging boulder fell to the ground.

But before the thought flashed across his mind, the unbelievable scene made his expression freeze.

clang clang clang clang~
All of a sudden, there was the sound of fighting again on the battlefield, and thousands of sounds came together in an instant, as loud as the sound of thunder.

Remnant soldiers and arrows rioted as if they were inspired, and flew into the air at an extremely fast speed, gathering towards Yang prison.

This movement was so loud that it immediately attracted the attention of countless people inside and outside the battlefield.

This scene can be called spectacular. There are countless weapons and broken blades on the battlefield. How mighty it is to fly into the air at this moment?
"What kind of magic is this?"

Dark Moon Dharma King was taken aback, but in an instant, he sneered and ignored it.

The sky full of iron objects flying into the sky is certainly spectacular, but most of them are mere ordinary soldiers, and no one handles them. It is almost impossible to break his horizontal training and true strength.

call!
Therefore, after being startled, he allowed countless remnants of iron weapons to criss-cross, but his palm strength did not shift in the slightest, and he still grabbed Yang Qiu who had not been in the air for a long time.

"Get off!"

Boom!

Swallowing and spitting, the force of the palm is like a torrent, creating a vacuum channel that is tens of feet long. The strength is so great that it can move anyone.

Different from most of the martial arts geniuses in the world, the Dark Moon Dharma King is extremely talented, but he has learned martial arts to the extreme, and has practiced one style of Mahamudra for more than 130 years.

His practice in this martial art has already reached an unimaginable level. As far as palm strength is concerned, he can compete with the No. [-] 'Jiang Wuhai' Wanguo Jingtao Palm in the world for the number one palm.

"careful!"

The fifth Jie's heart trembled, and the 'Three Killing Sword Light' that had been accumulated for a long time was about to burst out of the air.

However, a scene that horrified him happened.

A hot and dazzling electric current suddenly emerged, which overflowed from the pores of Yang Yu's body.

"This is?"

Dark Moon Dharma King's pupils shrank.

The moment the lightning appeared, the already extremely fast speed was actually several times faster!
Not counting points, but multiples!
It was as if, the light of the three arrows that traversed the battlefield so quickly moved him!

'Use your body as an arrow? ! '

At the moment when the power of the palm was lost, this thought flashed through his mind. Looking at the figure piercing the sky, flying hundreds of feet away, the figure intertwined with electric light,
Dark Moon Dharma King's eyes became solemn for the first time, and he actually smelled a sense of crisis that was superficial but real.

This kid, who is not as good as a martial saint, actually made him feel in danger?

Stab it!

Lightning and body, without the barrier of true energy and true energy, truly merged with Yang Yu's physique.

At this moment, even his powerful physique, which was reborn after reaching the soul, let out an unbearable groan.

From the inside out, an indescribable pain surged into my heart.

"It's still a little bit hard to accept the current with a flesh and blood body..."

Flying through the sky and flying hundreds of feet, Yang Jue couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, but the severe pain couldn't be suppressed, it was the throbbing in his heart.

Why fight martial arts? !

In the months after the battle with Qi Daoguang, this idea has been lingering in his mind. During this period, he had exchanges with Yu Fengxian, Qi Daoguang, Lin Daoren, and even Yunni Taoist.

The result is completely the same, that is, it is invincible!
After ten years of meditation, Qi Daoguang's sky-lifting body has broken through the second level. However, even he has to admit that it is almost impossible to beat Wu Sheng.

In fact, throughout the ages, the battle of defeating the superior has never been surpassed by the martial saints!

Except for holding magic tools, or doing mental calculations without intention, there is almost no such record in the past 3000 years.

The reason is almost.

It is because, more than seventy years ago, Zhang Xuanba used his great military situation to beat Li Yuan, the god of the Dali Army...

After several months of thinking, it seemed that the only thing he could rely on was the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, which had been sacrificed for many days and consumed a lot of energy...

hum~
During the thought movement, the vertical momentum came to an end, and the lightning and light intertwined, Yang Yu reversed and fell, driven by the high-speed current,
Use the domineering fist as the front, and use the body as the arrow!

　Kah Kah, 12:30, the second update!
　
(End of this chapter)