This hero will strike

Chapter 320 Zhou Tian Hunyuan Strength

"What's the situation, a fight?!"

Li Yu, who was hiding on the maple leaf tree, had such keen ears that he could clearly hear the movements in the mountain temple.

From the previous conversation between Zhao Ningxia and Buddha's son An Tuya, to the sudden martial arts competition and big fight, all these movements can be heard clearly.

The mighty palm force and the strong wind enveloping it were like beating a drum, low and loud.

Just relying on the deep fighting sounds coming from the mountain temple, Li Yu could imagine how powerful the internal energy from both sides was.

It is definitely above the level of perfection in the inner alchemy realm.

Needless to say, Zhao Ningxia, every move, every move, is all innate true energy.

What is congenital infuriating?

The so-called innate zhenqi is a martial artist in the innate realm, who completely integrates the spirit and inner strength, and can use it as he wants. The state visible to the naked eye is a form of zhenqi, so it is called innate zhenqi.

From the level of strength, Xiantian Zhenqi not only belongs to a higher level of strength than the internal strength of ordinary martial arts, but also can be used more freely.

It is precisely because of these two points that warriors in the innate realm are so terrifying.

Inside the mountain temple, in front of the dilapidated ancient statue.

"Hahaha, be happy, be happy!"

Zhao Ningxia let out a long laugh, and his posture changed. One after another, figures circled around the Buddha disciple An Tuya in the middle, and then slapped the opponent's golden ball one palm after another.

It is not so much a golden ball as it is a golden shield.

Boo, boo, boo...

Zhao Ningxia slapped each palm on the golden shield, and golden ripples would ripple on the surface of the golden shield.

Ripples appeared, and Zhao Ningxia's palm force was easily dispelled.

"Your inner strength, why is it golden?"

After beating for a while, Zhao Ningxia suddenly showed surprise in his eyes, and asked quickly.

He also stopped by the side, and the afterimage behind him solidified into his body.

It stands to reason that inner energy has no color, even if there is, it is like white mist.

Zhao Ningxia had never seen the golden inner strength.

But now, the inner strength displayed by the Buddhist disciple An Tuya in front of him is indeed golden.

That golden shield is condensed by inner strength.

Stepping into the realm of inner alchemy, the inner strength can be revealed.

Under normal circumstances, the internal strength of warriors is no exception, and the color is usually white mist.

The color of the inner strength is related to the thickness of the inner strength, it is not uniform white, but like the mist, there are thick and light, and what is manifested is also misty white, not stone gray.

"This is the characteristic of the inner strength secret book of my Buddhist sect. I have condensed the Buddha's essence, and the inner strength naturally has the color of the Buddha's Vajra."

An Tuya, the disciple of the Buddha, was still sitting cross-legged, suspended in mid-air, with a dignified and slightly solemn expression.

However, from before to now, he has safely caught Zhao Ningxia's attacks without missing a single move.

Of course, the Buddhist disciple An Tuya also knew that Zhao Ningxia didn't really use his full strength, that is, [-]% to [-]% of his strength.

"Master An, have you ever stepped into the innate realm?"

Zhao Ningxia suddenly opened his mouth and asked.

According to Zhao Ningxia's understanding, there seems to be a certain difference between the innate realm of the Buddhist sect and the ordinary innate realm.

"Buddhist disciples step into the innate realm, inside the eyes, there is a gold ring, has Master Zhao ever found the gold ring hidden in the lower eyes?"

The Buddhist disciple An Tuya smiled slightly, opened his eyes, and looked peacefully at Zhao Ningxia in front of him.

"You, you also stepped into the innate realm?!"

Zhao Ningxia took a closer look, and saw a tiny golden ring appearing in An Tuya's eyes.

This golden ring is the result of inner strength.

A disciple of the Buddhist sect, who has cultivated to the innate state, has all his internal energy restrained, and a golden ring is condensed in the pupil of the eye, which means the eye of the law.

The Buddhist sect has a saying that the eyes of the law are like a torch.

Stepping into the innate realm, the symbol of Buddhism is to condense golden pupils and magic eyes.

On the rivers and lakes, the sign of stepping into the innate realm is to condense innate true energy.

The difference between the two lies in this.

"Benefactor Zhao, please, the poor monk also wants to witness the Zhou Tian Hunyuan energy of your Zhao family."

At this time, Buddha disciple An Tuya did not evade, but confessed frankly.

"Haha, Mr. Zhao has such intentions. Being able to fight against Buddha is truly a worthwhile trip."

Zhao Ningxia laughed heartily, turned over and leaped back, leaping down with a horse step.

The strength under his feet exploded, and the stone slabs on the ground were torn apart like spider webs.

"Our Zhao family's 'Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Jin' needs to step into the inner alchemy state before it can be practiced. Zhao has practiced for three years and has only just reached the level of proficiency. Master An invited him."

Zhao Ningxia said something modestly, then closed his mouth and concentrated on mobilizing the innate qi in his body.

Hu, Hu, Hu.

The invisible strong wind swept away with him as the center, blowing away all the dust around him.

His left and right hands are stretched out and condensed.

Two streams of innate zhenqi condensed in the palm, one on the left and one on the right.

"It really is the authentic 'Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Jin'!"

There was a golden light in the eyes of An Tuya, the disciple of the Buddha floating there, but he could see it clearly.

The two strands of innate qi condensed in Zhao Ningxia's left and right palms were not white, but a half gray and half white fog color, which contained a terrifying power and made a low vibration sound.

"Master An accepts."

The moment the savings were over, Zhao Ningxia sneered coldly, his eyes flashed, and his figure swept away.

It turned into an afterimage and swept across the space.

Immediately afterwards, he appeared in front of the Buddhist disciple An Tuya.

The left and right palms have a misty light, which is the 'Zhou Tian's perfect circle strength'.

The next moment, the left and right palms simultaneously pressed down on the golden shield of the Buddha son An Tuya.

boom!
Terrifying strength came from Zhao Ningxia's left and right palms.

There were waves of golden ripples on the golden shield.

call!
An Tuya, the disciple of the Buddha, could no longer levitate in the air, and shot backwards, crashing through the door panel of the mountain temple, and was knocked back nearly 20 meters in the dust tumbling.

"Hahaha, happy!"

Zhao Ningxia showed joy, and with a flash of figure, he rushed out of the mountain temple following Buddha disciple An Tuya.

In the wide open space in front of the mountain temple.

Buddha disciple An Tuya stood there with a dignified face, wearing a patchwork robe, but the golden shield covering his body did not have golden ripples at this moment. Instead, cracks appeared on the surface of the golden shield.

Cracks spread throughout the golden shield.

And in the next moment, the crack spread rapidly, and the entire golden shield fell apart in an instant.

"What a powerful 'Zhou Tian Hun Yuan Jin'! The golden bell of the poor monk has been broken!"

As the Buddha disciple An Tuya said, a look of admiration appeared on his face.

"Golden bell jar?"

Zhao Ningxia's eyes narrowed slightly, and corresponding doubts emerged.

"That's right, this 'golden bell cover' is also one of my Buddhist sect's body-protecting magic skills. It can be compared to the 'Vajra indestructible magic skill'!"

Fozi An Tuya smiled slightly, but he was not angry.

"Benefactor Zhao, the poor monk is still reciprocal, so I have to make a move!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the Buddha's mouth, An Tuya, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

But Zhao Ningxia, who was opposite him, was startled. He had already seen the palm of An Tuya, the disciple of Buddha, turned into gold and was enveloped by a layer of golden light.

(End of this chapter)