Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 145: Acala Seal

"Click——"

The wooden staff in the hand of Buddha Ku Rong was broken by Ding Yuan's punch.

The golden fist tip exudes an indestructible brilliance.

As a junior in Liangyuan Domain, how wonderful it is to be able to break the staff in the master's hand with one blow?

Ding Yuan succeeded in his attack, and Wu Kuang and others took the opportunity to rush forward, punching and kicking him, and delivering several vicious blows.

By the time the Buddha Lord Kuruo's blood and energy were surging and his strong energy broke through the battle circle of everyone, his head and face were already covered with bloodstains.

"Wait-"

"Damn it!"

The Buddha Lord Kuruo has transformed into a child of about ten years old, and his aura is as strong as the rising sun.

He crushed the broken wooden stick in his hand and held one of the black jade Buddha amulets in his palm.

"A bunch of ants, do you really think that a mere Xiantian can be the enemy of a Grandmaster?"

The aura on his body changed, and although his voice was childish, it revealed a murderous intent.

Holding the black jade Buddha amulet tightly, the power of the golden relics behind the withered and prosperous Buddha surges.

"Ming Wang, protect the world——"

As the words fell, the golden light condensed from his relics transformed into a ten-foot-tall, angry-eyed Mingwang, surrounded by flames.

This flame is not a real flame, but it seems to be able to burn through the void directly.

The power of the relic caused a surge of powerful and heart-pounding aura to flow from the angry-eyed Mingwang.

Buddhism, supernatural powers!
It is not the inheritance between Buddhist techniques and martial arts in Liangyuan Domain, but the real means of immortals and Buddhas, and the method of supernatural powers!
The root of this inheritance is outside Yongtianzhou!

"My Tianlong Temple was inherited from the Buddhist sect of the Free and Bright King. I'm afraid that the Little Tianlong Temple has long forgotten the power of the Bright King!"

The voice of the angry-eyed Mingwang, who was a meter tall, was filled with endless majesty as the Buddha Lord Kuruo took a step forward.

The Ming Wang stood still like a mountain, and the golden light suppressed the area within a radius of five meters, imprisoning everyone on the broken bridge, including Ding Yuan.

This power, which does not belong to Yongtianzhou, makes everyone helpless.

The Buddha Lord Kuruo walked forward and waved his hand. The monk who was holding the Green Jade Lotus Pagoda a few feet away vomited blood and the Green Jade Lotus Pagoda in his hand shattered.

Buddha Lord Kuruo moved forward again and threw a punch. Ding Yuan blocked it with both fists, then stepped back, breaking the stone railing behind him. He fell to the ground and the golden light on his body shattered.

With the suppression of the Ming King, no one can stop the Buddha Lord Ku Rong!
A Grandmaster is not only powerful in terms of his cultivation level, but also in his powerful killing methods.

Relics are the true means of the Buddhist master.

Once the relic appears, the Mingwang will rule the world, and those under the master will really become ants.

The powerful men at the peak of the Innate Realm could only look on with fear as they watched the Buddha Lord Kuruo move forward step by step.

Buddha Lord Kuruo stretched out his hand, but Buddha Lord Wu Kuang's body crashed uncontrollably into his palm.

Holding the neck of Buddha Wu Kuang, Buddha Ku Rong's eyes were full of coldness.

"If the founder of Xiao Tianlong Temple had not stolen half of the Tianlong Armor, leaving my Tianlong Temple without the power to unify the Liangyuan Territory and gather the power of a region to fight against the Great Qin, how could my Tianlong Temple have fallen to this point!"

"The Ming Wang Sect has sent several messages. As long as we capture the Great Qin warriors and send them to the Ming Wang Sect, we can exchange them for the Buddha Yuan treasure."

Looking at the Buddha Lord Wu Kuang whose eyes were wide open and full of fear, the Buddha Lord Ku Rong's eyes were filled with joy.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you now. I will use you to ignite the altar fire and summon—"

Before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly widened, he let go of Buddha Wu Kuang, and clenched his fists to block in front of him.

A wave rushed up from the river below and hit his chest. The wave rolled back and dragged him directly into the river.

"Bam—"

The Buddha Lord Ku Rong fell into the river, and the restraining force on the broken bridge dissipated instantly.

The Buddha fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

The others looked pale and gasped for breath.

"This is the Grandmaster Realm..."

The monk, whose jade lotus pedestal was shattered in his hand, muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear.

Grandmaster.

They still underestimated the Grandmaster.

The Grandmaster's methods were simply beyond their ability to resist.

Ding Yuan, who was leaning against the stone railing, clenched his fists, looked at the rushing river, and whispered softly.

"Master..."

The others also turned and looked at the river.

If Zhang Yuan in the river had not taken action, they would have been doomed today.

Can Zhang Yuan be a match for the Grandmaster with just his strength?

"boom--"

A loud noise was heard from the river.

A handful of water splashed up ten feet high.

Everyone lay on the edge of the broken bridge, staring at the turbulent river.

"Buddha bless you, bless you..." The monk who spoke had a stiff expression on his face.

Speaking of which, the Buddha Master Ku Rong is the orthodox Buddhist master. If the Buddha blesses him, it will be to bless him to win.

Another loud noise was heard in the river.

The withered and prosperous Buddha, his body surrounded by golden light, rushed out from the river, stepped on the waves, and wanted to fly onto the broken bridge.

Just as his body was about a foot above the water, a large hand reached out from below and grabbed his ankle.

"Wow--"

The Buddha Lord Ku Rong was dragged into the water again.

On the broken bridge, everyone stared at the scene in a daze.

At this time, in the river, a faint shadow of a dragon was swirling around Zhang Yuan, and the man was as agile in the water as he was on the shore.

When a punch is thrown, the water in the river moves with the force of the punch.

The power of the Grandmaster.

This is the standard master power.

Even with the magical power of the Mingwang on the Buddha amulet, the Buddha Lord Kuruo could not withstand Zhang Yuan's punch at this time.

Without the great power, the Buddha Lord Kuruo's attack had a force of only 70,000 to 80,000 kilograms. Even with the magical powers of the Mingwang and the power of the relics, it was still far inferior to Zhang Yuan's.

If it were not for the protection of the Mingwang, the Buddha Lord Ku Rong would have had his bones and muscles shattered by now.

Holding the Buddha amulet tightly in his hand, he continuously infuses it with the power of the relics, urging the power of the Mingwang to protect himself. What the Buddha Ku Rong wants to do is to rush out of the river.

He could feel that in the river, he was no match for Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan was blessed with the power of a dragon, and with the seven war elephants, he had an additional force of nearly 100,000 pounds. Every blow he struck caused the river to flow backwards, and he would never give the Buddha Lord Ku Rong a chance to escape.

"boom--"

After several consecutive punches, the shadow of Mingwang outside the body of Buddha Ku Rong finally shattered.

The light of the relics behind him also became much dimmer.

The figure that was originally about ten years old slowly turned into a withered and old man.

The rise and fall are reversed, which means that one can no longer maintain one's own cultivation!

Zhang Yuan succeeded in his punch, and his eyes were shining with brilliance.

Master Tu!
What would he gain if he could kill a Grandmaster today!
"Zheng——"

The long sword was unsheathed, and Zhang Yuan's murderous intent was concentrated to the extreme.

The old Buddha Lord Ku Rong stepped back with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He thought Zhang Yuan would be very strong.

He also knew that there would be other powerful people in the Innate Realm coming to stop him today.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Yuan was a master.

There are only so many masters in the world, but none like the one in front of you.

From beginning to end, Zhang Yuan never displayed his combat power above the Innate Realm in front of outsiders.

All those who have sensed his true strength are dead.

You could say Zhang Yuan was ruthless or cunning, but he was alive and his enemies were dead. It was as simple as that.

"Om-"

The long sword carried the shadow of a dragon and chopped down on the head of the Buddha Lord Ku Rong.

This sword strike was unconcealed. It combined the power of the Grandmaster Realm's Dao and the power of the swordsmanship at the Great Perfection level, causing a great momentum to follow, like a mountain falling.

As soon as the blade cut, the water in the rivers of heaven and earth seemed to be frozen.

With one slash of the sword, the rushing river water stopped instantly, and a clear sword light cut the river in half!
Draw your sword to cut the water!

Can't stop!
How could he possibly block this knife?
The Buddha Lord Kuruo widened his eyes, and the Buddha amulets in his hands emitted black light and shadow. The relics behind him were spinning, and all his cultivation power was poured into the Buddha amulets. A golden shadow of the Mingwang stepped out and punched the blade.

"Bam—"

The sword light cut through the shadow of Mingwang and slashed on the Buddha amulet in the palm of the Buddha Lord Ku Rong.

The jade Buddha amulet cracked with a sound, and the blade cut off the five fingers of the Buddha's hands.

The Buddha Lord Ku Rong vomited blood from his mouth, his hands were broken and blood was splattered, and his body flew backwards.

Zhang Yuan drew out his long sword and was about to step forward and finish him off when he suddenly felt a shock throughout his body and froze in place.

The Buddha Lord Ku Rong struggled and rolled in the river, his body rolling away with the waves.

At this moment, the shadow of a black-armored Mingwang condensed in Zhang Yuan's mind.

Seize the body?

"You surrender—"

A golden light curtain rose up, pulling the shadow of the Ming King in.

Endless illusory light resonated and emerged in Zhang Yuan's mind.

Acala Seal.

The core practice of the Buddhist Zizai Mingwang Sect.

"How dare you..."

A faint voice echoed in Zhang Yuan's mind and slowly dissipated.

(End of this chapter)