Immortal Emperor of the World Proud

Chapter 842
The No. 81 stick method forced Ouyang Yurong to nowhere.

"Oh drink!" Ouyang Yurong suddenly yelled, his eyes were red, the green, red and blue zhenqi on his face changed, his hair broke through the jade crown, his hands clasped together, his face was painful, and a large amount of zhenqi on his body gathered between his hands, forming a watermelon Big transparent ball.

"I am the only one in the world!" He shouted loudly, and even sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, and the ball suddenly became black and red with blood!
Bursts of violent and sinister aura emanated from the black ball of light, illuminating Ouyang Yurong's originally handsome and extraordinary face brightly or darkly, blurred and extremely ferocious!

Zhitong frowned, very serious, and looked at Ouyang Yurong in amazement, he couldn't understand why there was such an evil and terrifying aura on the decent disciples!
But now he couldn't allow him to think too much, Ouyang Yurong had already thrown the ball of light over.

Wherever he passed, all the shadows of the stick disappeared, and even under the strong oppressive force, the air sizzled a little.

The ball of light has an extremely terrifying power of erosion, where even rocks are turned into liquids!

"So overbearing!" Zhitong was originally a monk from the Shaolin Discipline Department. He sent his disciples to fight against the blind monsters. How rich is his fighting experience?

Just contacting it, I knew that there was something in it that disgusted the Buddha nature in him, so I had to deal with it with [-]% energy!

That black ball of light looks like a poisonous snake that devours people!
Zhitong poked the subduing magic stick into the rock, made a Buddha gesture, and chanted the Buddha's voice in his mouth.

One by one, the Buddha's voice came out of his mouth, the voice was quiet at first, but soon became louder, like waves, tsunamis, and like countless eminent monks preaching in his ears, and golden lotus flowers spit out from his mouth.

Tongue brilliant lotus!

A golden Buddha statue slowly emerged from his body, and the Buddha's light shone behind him.

Time seems to stand still!
The black ball of light confronts and dissolves the golden light, and the two are comparable!
"Hoo!" A three-foot poisonous nail pierced through the air and shot at the center of Zhitong's eyebrows!
But it is to use insidious tricks to take his life in the confrontation. The Taoist purple mansion is hidden between the eyebrows, and the Buddhist real place is also hidden. Once stabbed, the cultivation base will be destroyed, and there is no possibility of recovery!

Zhitong was furious: "You are too vicious!"

He was originally an angry Buddha, and when he was angry, his body potential was stimulated, and the Buddha's light all over his body was like a galloping horse.
A slap on the poisonous nail, and the Buddha statue behind him also slapped the black light ball with the golden "*" character.

Poof!

The black ball of light was broken like a balloon, spit out black ink, and dissolved large rocks.

The golden mahamudra covered Ouyang Yurong!
Ouyang Yurong's face was ashen, he knew that as long as this palm was sealed, he would never have the chance to enter the Little Immortal Realm again!
How to do how to do?
He is unwilling!
He still has a great future, he still has great potential, he will even have the most beautiful woman and the most wealth in the future, and he even thought about being in charge of certain rights after he arrives in the Little Immortal Realm!

How could... how could it stop here!

For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, despair or madness, remorse or viciousness!

He knelt down in front of Zhitong with a plop!
Zhitong was stunned!
All the people who watched the battle were stunned!

Even Wang Qianyue was a little surprised that this person who was so hypocritical and who did a good job of saving face in front of others would actually kneel down... Then she snorted in disdain, saying that he was even worse than she knew.

"This is a man? Tsk tsk!" Xing Sickle's eyes were full of smiles, and his red lips spat out extreme disdain. This ant-like thing was once the fiancé of his little woman, fuck!

"Oh oh oh!" Si Kongdong widened his round eyes, seemingly surprised, but actually smiled.Rest assured now, with this kneeling, this disgusting thing will never reach Qianyue.

"Qianyue." Heihei held Wang Qianyue's catkin and stuck it to his face. Without saying anything, he used actions to show that he once, now, and in the future belonged to her alone, and she wanted him to be If you want him to be the sky, he will become the sky, if you want him to be the earth, he will become the earth!

It took a while for Zhitong to react.

"What are you doing?"

"Please, let me enter the top [-], I have been waiting for this day for too long..."

Ouyang Yurong walked on his knees while hooking his head and said.

Zhitong frowned.

"I can't promise you this." His goal was also Xiaoxianjie.

"Buddhas are merciful, and they sacrifice their lives to feed tigers, and cut meat to feed eagles, so if you let me go for a while today, don't you also resemble ancestors?"

Zhitong is not happy.

"That's different. For the Hundred Years' War, Shaolin must have two quotas... Donor, willing to bet and admit defeat, this is the rule."

"Speaking of which, you are still selfish and don't have the virtues of Buddha at all. If so, why do you practice Buddha?"

"This……"

Ouyang Yurong had already walked two meters away from Zhitong on his knees, just in time to see Ouyang Yurong's gaze under the messy hair with his head lowered!
Green and black like a beast, crazy like a devil, and ruthless like a wolf!

This is not the look that a decent cultivator should have!
In an instant, he understood a lot, no wonder, he had to walk on his knees, no wonder, he had to hook his head!
hiss!
A clear and terrifying tearing sound came from the abdomen, followed by incomparable severe pain. He saw in disbelief that Ouyang Yurong's palm turned into a one-meter-large black palm, with hooked fingers covered with black scales. What he grasped in his palm was his relic!
"You don't want to fulfill other people's minds, so you don't want to be a Buddha! Pfft!" Ouyang Yurong crushed Zhitong's relic with a cruel smile on his face. After years of hard work, he was ruined once.

Relic, Zhitong is not dead yet, he has already deeply understood that this person has--

"You've fallen into—"

"Die!" Ouyang Yurong didn't wait for him to finish, the black sharp claws tore violently.

A majestic generation of Buddhist geniuses was completely dismembered!
Everyone was shocked and couldn't recall it at all!

Ouyang Yurong, an outstanding disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, who is the most handsome in front of everyone and has always had a good reputation, would do such a cruel thing!

"Wow!" Boy Pi was furious!

"Ouyang Yurong, you actually used such cruel means to deal with our disciples!"

For a long time, the five ancient sects and the four ancient temples have been working together to advance and retreat together. Even if there are occasional conflicts, in the past 1 years, there has never been a case where the disciples of the two sects tortured and killed each other in public, even after a hundred years. When encountering them in battle, at most they will be beaten to the point where they are helpless to fight back. This is indeed a violation of their bottom line!
"I would like to bet and admit defeat. This is the battlefield, and this is the rule of the Hundred Years' War." Ouyang Yurong said, as long as he can enter the Little Immortal Realm, offending Shaolin is nothing!
"I beg to deal with Ouyang Yurong!" Shaolin Temple was already furious after losing a genius disciple, even if Ouyang Yurong's subordinates were merciful, even if he was disabled, it didn't matter, but unfortunately, unfortunately——

What a vicious heart!

(End of this chapter)