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Chapter 174: The Power of a Roar, the Earth Shatters
"It seems that the donor is deliberately trying to stop me from going there."

In the fire-filled night sky, the voice of Zen Master Dingguang came from afar, and even at a distance of several thousand meters, it was clearly heard by Su Heng.

A moment of silence—

Seeing that Su Heng hadn't spoken a word, Zen Master Dingguang's face darkened.

He could feel that his body had been locked by the energy and he had nowhere to escape.

Now the only way to escape is to kill the enemy who is blocking the way. After practicing in the mysterious and terrifying Skull Plain for hundreds of years, although Zen Master Dingguang is cautious, he is not lacking in courage. The Vajra Dharma Bell behind him swayed gently, and a crisp "ding" sound spread like ripples in the night sky.

Zen Master Dingguang took a deep breath.

All the distracting thoughts that arose in my heart were subdued in an instant.

His body, mind and intention became one, and all his strength flowed into his strongest state.

"Om Maha Yakkha Rilasada--" Zen Master Dingguang chanted the divine command, with a solemn appearance, and his fingers stretched naturally, his palms turned outward, with the ten fingertips pointing upward. This is the fearless seal in Buddhism, which expresses the determination to subdue the demons and is fearless.

"Moo!" With a roar, Zen Master Dingguang's eyes glared forward.

Behind him, the Vajra Yaksha King, who was formed by the condensed strength, was also shining with golden light. Amid the vast Sanskrit sounds, the bright and pure light was like the sun that dispelled the darkness and occupied the entire sky.

And among the six arms of Vajra Yaksha King.

Swords, bows and arrows, demon-subduing pestles, magic bells and other magical instruments also made clanging sounds of metal, as if they were forged and cast with real metal and were endowed with boundless magical power.

Swish!

When Zen Master Dingguang increased his strength to the strongest level.

When preparing for a life-and-death struggle.

In the void——

The figures of Li Lingxiu and Cui Mingri also appeared.

The former was a step slower than Su Heng, so he arrived a little later.

Cui Mingri, on the other hand, crawled out of a mud pit in a state of embarrassment, his body covered in black mud and dark red blood. His left arm was broken, with only some skin and a bloody shoulder left, which was hanging limply, and he was completely unconscious for a while.

Cui Mingri widened his eyes and looked at the bright Buddha light that filled the sky in shock.

When fighting with Zen Master Dingguang before.

Although he was careless for a moment.

But Zen Master Dingguang's Vajra Yaksha Vidyaraja Dharma Image also left a very deep impression on him.

Vajra Yaksha Mingwang has six arms and six magical instruments. Just one of them, a magic bell and a demon-subduing pestle, are enough to severely injure the enemy with just one encounter.

And now the six magical instruments are being used at the same time, and with the help of secret methods, who has forced Zen Master Dingguang to this point?
Cui Mingri saw Li Lingxiu's figure from afar.

The former is the true disciple of the Immortal Sect, and the latter is the heir to a large family.

Even if the two of them didn't have any special relationship, they could still be considered acquaintances.

But Li Lingxiu was far away from the battlefield, and although his strength was burning, he did not rush into the battlefield. Zen Master Dingguang's aura did not seem to be locked on Li Lingxiu. Cui Mingri suppressed his curiosity, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked around.

Soon Su Heng's figure was discovered.

Su Heng stood in the void with a calm expression.

Faced with the Buddha's light that filled the entire sky, there was no special reaction.

It seemed that in his eyes, this three-faced, six-armed, angry and majestic Vajra Yaksha King was just a toy that he could manipulate at will.

Cui Mingri recalled his previous fight with Zen Master Dingguang.

The magic bell in the hand of Vajra Yaksha King seemed to have the effect of shocking the mind. He was hit just now, so he couldn't avoid the subsequent powerful blow of the demon-subduing pestle.

Cui Mingri thought to himself that something was wrong, thinking that Su Heng had made the same mistake due to carelessness.

Just about to warn you.

Then, Zen Master Dingguang was heard roaring fiercely like an angry lion.

"Roar!"

It was as if thunder exploded in the void.

Zen Master Dingguang took a step forward, and as his body expanded, he brought with it the airflow. He stretched out his arms and pounced fiercely towards Su Heng in the distance.

Behind Zen Master Dingguang, the huge and majestic image of Vajra Yaksha Mingwang also launched an attack.

He first vibrated the golden bell in his hand, and an invisible sound wave squeezed the air, forming a violent gaseous cloud ring. Thin white lines were drawn in the void, sweeping towards Su Heng like a sharp sickle, and a distance of several thousand meters was swept away in an instant.

Then Vajra Yaksha Mingwang put the arrow on the bowstring, his dark muscles surrounded by flames were bulging tightly, and his twisted veins were beating like the roots of an old tree.

call out!
A thick arrow shot out.

It turned into a golden light in the sky and landed on Su Heng's heart.

The two powerful attacks came in no particular order, and Master Dingguang's real killer move was yet to come.

Vajra Yaksha Mingwang dived forward at a faster speed, and the two merged into one. Zen Master Dingguang's eyes were wide open, and he raised the demon-subduing pestle in his left hand and held the golden sword in his right hand. The two weapons carried the power of splitting mountains and smashed down on Su Heng.

Until this moment——

Su Heng, who had been waiting without moving, finally showed a hint of interest on his face. A large amount of bloodshot burst out from the corners of his eyes, covering his entire face.

Then he opened his huge mouth with protruding fangs, like a terrifying dragon, and took a deep breath. His breath was so strong that it even formed a strong wind on the ground. Sand and rocks flew in the forest, and some trees were uprooted, squeezed and collided with each other in the air, and broke and fell again.

"Roar!"

A roar -

The air compressed to the extreme, mixed with the vast dragon power after transformation, burst out with unfathomable force like the abyss of the ocean.

The originally clear sky was suddenly filled with dense scarlet thunder.

Within a kilometer radius centered on Su Heng, everything was like a mirror falling on the ground, first solidifying, then shattering! The vast land and forests collapsed in an instant, and countless air currents were blasted alive in this roar.

The layers of terrifying power created air waves and exploded continuously.

In the cracked sky, countless grains of sand gathered together and turned into a huge black dragon hundreds of meters long. It opened its big mouth and leaped forward suddenly.

boom!
Everyone on the battlefield, regardless of friend or foe.

From near to far, I felt a black screen in front of my eyes, as if my head was hit hard by a sledgehammer.

Blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and his mouth was filled with a salty, fishy, ​​and rusty taste.

Among all the people present.

Only Cui Mingri and Li Lingxiu were not affected because of their high level of cultivation.

However, just a roar created an exaggerated scene like the end of the world. The two people who saw Su Heng's attack for the first time also opened their mouths wide, with expressions of disbelief and fear on their faces.

Zen Master Dingguang, who faced this violent attack head-on, felt as if he had fallen into hell. The black energy and fine dust were like a torrent that submerged him. In the space of a few breaths, the Vajra Yaksha Vidyaraja image on his body went from bright to dim, and then from dim to completely shattered and disappeared.

The fine sand and gravel were carried by the strong force at a speed faster than sound.

It was like thousands of sharp blades falling on his body, Zen Master Dingguang's monk's robe was torn apart and his skin and flesh were rolled up.

The scarlet and sticky blood had not yet seeped out when it was swept away by the strong wind and disappeared.

Zen Master Dingguang only felt that he was like a fallen leaf in the strong wind, being blown up and down, with a dark and confusing feeling in his heart.

About to fall.

Zen Master Dingguang bit the tip of his tongue forcefully, and only after feeling the pain did he regain some clarity of mind.

He opened his eyes wide and saw that Su Heng's figure in the distance had disappeared.

Warning signs suddenly emerged.

Zen Master Dingguang raised his head and looked upwards.

Under the huge silver moon, Su Heng's black cloak fluttered in the wind.

His beast-like black and red vertical pupils carried an indifferent expression of looking down on everything from a high place. The power in his body exploded, and he leaped up and swooped down from a high place. Before the punch landed, the tyrannical power had already blocked the surroundings, making it impossible to escape, let alone resist.

"hiss--"

Large pieces of gold paint exploded on Zen Master Dingguang's hands and he raised his arms upwards.

At the same time, he forcibly mobilized his strength and condensed it into a translucent lotus in the void to wrap himself as a defense.

Boom!

A violent and exaggerated punch came from top to bottom and landed right in the center of Zen Master Dingguang's chest.

As soon as the Lotus Flower was formed, its petals were torn apart and exploded under the heavy blow, and the whole thing disappeared. Then there was a crisp sound from the chest, the ribs broke, and the spine also cracked. Zen Master Dingguang's eyes bulged out, his face turned purple, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.

His falling speed suddenly increased by ten or even a hundred times, like a blood-red meteor streaking across the night sky.

First, it crashed into the old courtyard wall covered with ivy, then slid along the temple's sacred path, leaving gullies and smashing all the Buddha statues along the way. Finally, it continued to move forward, landing heavily on the main hall in the center of the temple like a cannonball, and then it barely stopped.

boom--

After a moment's silence, there was another loud noise.

The power that enveloped Zen Master Dingguang dissipated, black smoke poured out from the cracks in the windows and doors, and the entire hall collapsed. Only a few Buddha statues were left standing tall and motionless. However, cracks appeared on the bodies of these Buddha statues, and rotten black blood gushed out from them.

The originally peaceful temple was now shrouded in a lingering stench of corpses.

Beneath the golden body of the Buddha statue, there seemed to be bones buried inside.

"Host!"

Some monks and masters in the Hundred Buddha Temple finally reacted at this time.

They looked panicked, and after getting rid of the pursuers, they all rushed towards the main hall, seemingly wanting to dig Zen Master Dingguang out of the ruins.

This was not out of love, but fear. They were on a mission outside, and if Zen Master Dingguang died, all the remaining people would fall into hell, suffer torture, and be buried with Zen Master Dingguang.

boom!
Su Heng landed in the center of the hall.

A circle of black energy under his feet spread outwards like a smoke tide.

Wherever the force passed, the monks had no power to resist at all. Their heads exploded and disappeared from their shoulders. Only blood gushed out from their broken chests, turning into a cruel scarlet blood rain that slowly fell from the sky.

(End of this chapter)