Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Monk Huikong swept his hands outward to suppress the aftermath of the collision of the two ultimate moves, and began to murmur in his heart.

The man opposite him gave him a very strong feeling, so he never expected to rely on this move of the Great Brahma Holy Palm, when the holy light first appeared, to get rid of the opponent. It was more of a test.

However, the result of the test was not satisfactory.

The opponent's martial arts seemed to be extremely yang, the way of the most yang. The strong scorching sun true energy transformed into unmatched sharp divine needles that burst out and pierced the sky. There were countless of them, endless, like a surging tide.

With this ultimate move, his Brahma Holy Energy, which could have burned the opponent's true energy, true essence, and even spirit to weaken the opponent, did not achieve the expected results.

On the contrary, after the power of the Great Brahma Holy Palm was exhausted, the opponent's divine needles still shot towards him, as densely packed as a swarm of locusts flying past.

Monk Huikong used the "One Strike, Two Disperses" palm technique to completely eliminate them and maintain a superficial draw.

"This person's martial arts skills are extremely high. He is a strong opponent. We may not be able to win after a hard fight. We must find a way to retreat."

Decades ago, Monk Huikong was extremely ferocious, manic and aggressive. Once he was involved in a fight, he would go crazy, his blood boiling, and fight to the death. This made his fighting and killing methods a level higher than his own hard power.

But, today, Monk Huikong is no longer the same person he used to be. He was once one of the thirteen most vicious monks, but now, if his identity is not exposed, people would probably still think of him as a kind-hearted holy monk.

Therefore, his approach of looking for a retreat before fighting to the end is in stark contrast to himself decades ago, but it is indeed the most realistic self now.

People, I am afraid that they don’t even know what they will become in this life.

Although his heart was wavering, Monk Huikong did not show the slightest flaw on the surface. Instead, the holy light in his eyes grew brighter, his fighting spirit surged, and his power was like that of a mad eagle, higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

"What a good opponent! Take my second move of the Great Brahma Palm, Blood Hell Thunder Sound!"

Monk Huikong was seen holding the meditation seal with his hands and chanting mantras. Countless fine golden Sanskrit characters flew out of his mouth. As the blood color on his skin faded, his entire surface turned into a white jade-like color, and two deep red lightnings burst out from his pupils.

With a loud bang, thunder from a drought appeared and in an instant, descended from the sky, surrounding Monk Huikong. Five blood-red thunders fell and turned into crackling thunder balls, destroying all visible and invisible objects around Monk Huikong.

Then, the blood-red thunder of martial arts transformed into a thunder ball, which floated down into the palm of Monk Huikong. Finally, it turned into a blood-red swastika seal, and as he flipped his palm, it was stamped towards the mysterious man in red!

Blood Hell Thunder Sound was created by Monk Huikong by combining the methods of physical cultivation in the Brahma scriptures with the majestic and upright idea of ​​the Buddhist thunder sound.

Blood refers to his own blood essence. Every drop of it contains great fortune and mysterious power. It can bring the dead back to life and turn bones into flesh, or it can wipe out all life and leave no grass to grow.

Turn blood into thunder, this thunder is the extinct divine thunder that can destroy everything.

Leiyin, also called Zhendanyin in Buddhism, is solemn and powerful, with magical power that can destroy and wipe out all evil demons and heretics.

Once this move, Blood Prison Thunder Sound, is activated, the essence and blood in the body will be drained out, and the blood will communicate with the heaven and earth, bursting out the Blood Prison Thunder and releasing the supreme thunder sound, shaking and destroying all external enemies.

It is an ultimate move that is even more powerful than the initial appearance of the holy light. Once it is performed, the blood in the human body is transformed into a prison of blood thunder, trapping the enemy, and using the shocking thunder sound of demon-destroying thunder to continuously shake and wear away the enemy's body and spirit. It can be said to be the killing move among killing moves.

It combines many martial arts mysteries such as sealing, trapping, suppressing, grinding and destroying into one. Even a person with a heavenly body will end up in failure if he cannot break it.

The mysterious person in red was already trembling with excitement from the overbearing energy that penetrated deep into her bones when the thunder of the drought sounded. She spread her palms forward, and in her palms, an ordinary sunflower blossomed. The flower bloomed and withered, and the clouds rolled and unrolled. A mysterious cycle of life and death, endless reincarnation, spread out. When the bloody swastika turned into a thunder, the sunflower in her palm blossomed and withered 120 times in the blink of an eye, 120 reincarnations, 120 life and death, 120 impermanence.

In the end, the sunflower blooms at its most blazing, vital, and Zen-like moment, and then is completely annihilated.

Also destroyed along with it was the ultimate forbidden move used by Monk Huikong, the Blood Prison Thunder Sound.

However, this time, the Thunder of Blood Prison was indeed annihilated by the supreme avenue of the birth and extinction of the sunflower, but the eternal and endless thunder sound engraved in the avenue of heaven and earth did not completely disappear.

Why is this move called Blood Prison Thunder Sound instead of Blood Prison Divine Thunder?

This is the key.

The sound of thunder is vast and upright, sweeping away demons and exorcising evil spirits. It turns into an invisible wave that acts silently on the body of the mysterious man in red.

His clothes were seen swelling up and large pieces of red blood were oozing out of his body. Soon, he had turned into a blood gourd. He was no longer as handsome and graceful as before and looked even worse than a beggar.

However, Monk Huikong did not feel the slightest bit of joy, but rather looked more solemn, because he could clearly feel that although this person was affected to a certain extent, he was definitely not injured to this extent, and was simply a candle in the wind.

That blood might just be a means for the other party to alleviate the injury.

However, the next scene completely overturned Monk Huikong's cognition.

The mysterious man who had turned into a blood gourd used his internal energy to shake off all the blood scabs on his body in a very short period of time.

At the same time, as she moved, her body made a crisp sound like frying beans.

There are visible changes with the naked eye. He has grown taller and stronger, and the condition of his skin has also changed dramatically.

This is just a rough look at the changes that have taken place.

If you look closely, you can see that there are many changes inside.

Monk Huikong did not look at people with his physical eyes, but with his heart's eyes, so he naturally saw more.

Before this, he could clearly and accurately sense that the person across the river from him was an out-and-out woman with a pure yin body, and there was no way he could be wrong about that.

However, at this moment, this man with all the blood scabs falling off, in his mind's perception, is an out-and-out man.

Powerful aura, vigorous vitality, and unparalleled sense of oppression.

She was completely different from the weird and mysterious woman before.

But, how is this possible?

How could there really be such freaks in the world, men, women, or just not fucking human beings at all? (End of this chapter)