165, hide the sky and cross the sea! Steal the sky and change the sun!
In just a few breaths, the giant wild boar destroyed more than a dozen summons, and then charged towards Shen Lang and the others with great force.
The woman in green stretched out her hand and a spring gushed out under the wild boar's feet, turning into several long snake-like torrent ropes that blocked the wild boar's hooves in an attempt to trip it down.
But the torrent rope, which could bind even the "Blood Moon Demon Bat" for several breaths, was as brittle as a rotten straw rope under the wild boar's hooves, breaking into pieces at a touch, and failed to cause any interference to it.
Breaking through the torrent rope to intercept, the giant wild boar opened its huge mouth with protruding fangs and let out a heart-rending howl.
Qin Wuyue was making a spell to himself to cast a seventh-level spell.
But as the pig squealed and the demonic sound filled her brain, her face suddenly showed pain, her cheeks turned red, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, and the spell failed.
The woman in green suppressed her headache and instantly fired a stream of mud into the wild boar's mouth.
The wild boar did not refuse anyone who came, swallowing the poisonous sludge with large mouthfuls. At the same time, it stopped howling and rammed towards you again.
"Senior Shubao!"
Qin Wuyue failed to cast the spell and suffered a backlash. At this time, he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, had a splitting headache, the sea of consciousness was shaking, and was temporarily unable to cast the spell.
The quick-cast spells of the woman in green had no effect on the wild boar, and the spells that required kneading and chanting were too late to be cast. In panic, the two of them had no choice but to ask Shen Lang for help.
Shen Lang sighed softly and walked forward surrounded by three skeleton shooters.
Qin Wuyue and the woman in green quickly stepped aside, looking at Shen Lang expectantly, waiting for him to reveal his methods.
Shen Lang put his hands behind his back and looked expressionlessly at the giant wild boar that rushed towards him like a heavy tank. When the wild boar was only a foot away from him, he suddenly opened his mouth and roared!
Ouch!
Amidst the deafening roar of the lion, a golden ripple spurted out from Shen Lang's mouth, crashing towards the giant wild boar like a frenzied wave.
The seemingly unstoppable giant wild boar suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Its furious charge suddenly stalled, and then its hooves became unsteady and it staggered like a drunken man.
Buddhism’s eighth-grade secret technique, the lion’s roar!
This technique can be used against a single person or a group. It has both control and attack. If the spell resistance is not enough, a lion's roar can directly shatter the target's eardrums, shatter the target's brain and internal organs, and turn the target's brain into a lake of pulp.
His internal organs were torn apart and he died suddenly on the spot.
Even if you are physically strong and have strong spell resistance, you will still become dizzy, unstable, and suffer hidden injuries to your brain, limbs, and internal organs when a lion roars.
This giant wild boar is so powerful that even ninth-grade spells cannot penetrate its fur.
Ordinary eighth-level spells cannot cause much damage to it.
But Shen Lang's "Lion's Roar" is an authentic Buddhist secret technique, and its power far exceeds ordinary spells of the same level.
With the blessing of his sixth-level cultivation, the power was increased. Even with the body of this giant wild boar, it was dizzy and dizzy, as if it was drunk. There were even drops of blood dripping from the mouth and nose.
A lion's roar stopped the giant wild boar, and Shen Lang quickly chanted the incantation. Before the wild boar recovered, he quickly completed the spell, and then pushed his palm to create a huge golden palm.
This palm is as big as a millstone, and its entire body is golden, as if it were made of gold. The texture of the palm is as clear as an engraving, like a real human hand that has been painted with gold paint to enlarge its size.
It is the seventh-level secret technique of Buddhism: the powerful Vajra Palm!
Seeing Shen Lang first use the "Lion's Roar" and then the "Powerful Vajra Palm", Qin Wuyue, the woman in green, and the "audiences" who had paid attention to Shen Lang's movements suddenly realized why he had burned the place before.
A volume of the true secrets of Buddhism.
Because he is the true disciple of Buddhism!
I originally understood the true secrets of Buddhism in the secret scroll!
No one doubts that he is "learning now and selling it now".
First of all, not many people know that "Earth Lotus Stone Milk" has miraculous effects on instant magic.
Because when low-level monks obtain precious treasures such as the Earthly Lotus Stone Milk, they must first use it to improve their soul cultivation and increase their cultivation potential. No one will try to use this heavenly material and earthly treasure to quickly achieve only the "lower third level"
Spells.
For low-level monks, improving their cultivation and increasing their potential is fundamental. Spending such precious treasures of heaven and earth to quickly master lower-level third-level spells that can be learned in a short time is simply a fool's errand.
And even the very few people who know that "Earth Lotus Stone Milk" has the miraculous effect of instant spells will not doubt that Shen Lang used the effect of Earth Lotus Stone Milk to quickly master these Buddhist secret techniques on the spot.
the reason is simple:
The true secret scroll was over a foot long and over five feet wide. It had an unknown number of words written on it in small, ant-like characters, and was also covered with densely packed runes and curse seals.
Even if one had a photographic memory, it would be impossible to memorize the secret scroll with just a few glances in such a short period of time.
To put it bluntly, even if you really have such a heaven-defying memory, you can memorize the secret scroll with a few glances. However, the key words in the secret scroll mostly use Buddhist metaphors, secret words, allusions, and many runes and mantras, which are also based on Buddha.
Shown in the form of Bodhisattva's knotted mudra.
Such a secret scroll would be impossible to decipher if it were not a true Buddhist monk. Even if it could be memorized, how would it be possible to understand and understand the key to the spell?
No one can decipher all the secrets in the secret scroll in such a short period of time, let alone understand the key points of spells and understand the rune structure of each spell so quickly.
Without the ability to decipher the secret scrolls, understand the key points, and understand the structure of the spells, even with the help of the "instant" spells of the Earth Lotus Stone Milk, it is impossible to learn the secrets of Buddhism.
So there is only one truth:
This bearded one-eyed dragon Qin Shubao was originally a Buddhist monk!
He already knows many true and secret techniques of Buddhism!
With a lion's roar and a powerful Vajra Palm, combined with his previous actions of burning the true secret scroll, Shen Lang successfully misled the on-site explorers and all the spectators outside the site, and pinned the origin of "Qin Shubao" to Buddhism.
This is only the first step.
Next, there will be more exciting shows.
now.
Shen Lang struck out with a powerful Vajra Palm. It was like a golden giant palm made of pure gold. It hit the giant wild boar with rolling thunder. The air in the place it passed shook, causing ripples visible to the naked eye, causing the breath to freeze.
The strong wind.
This kind of power seems to far surpass the powerful Vajra Palm used by the Miemen Monk.
boom!
The golden giant palm hit the giant wild boar's forehead. A clear "ripple" erupted from the skin and flesh of the giant wild boar's forehead, spreading from the top of its head to its whole body. Its shoulders, back, and belly were all trembling under the vibration of the ripples.
.
Boom boom boom...
The golden giant palm succeeded in one blow without stopping, and it hung on the wild boar's head and struck continuously. The giant wild boar was trembling all over and staggering back. The skin on its forehead was ripped open, blood spurted out from its mouth and nose, and even its screams were muffled in its throat.
Not coming out.
After hitting twelve palms in a row, the power of the Powerful Vajra Palm was completely dissipated - Mie Meng Monk's Powerful Vajra Palm could only hit ten palms in a row. Not only was Shen Lang's technique far more powerful than Mie Meng Monk, but the number of palm strikes was also far greater than that of Mie Meng Monk.
Two more times.
However, the physique of this giant wild boar is really astonishing. It was shaken back twelve steps in a row. The skin and flesh on its forehead were smashed, exposing a large area of forehead bones. There were fine cracks all over the forehead bones, and large pools of blood gushed out from its mouth and nose. But it
He hasn't fallen down yet.
Even after the palm prints dissipated, it barely managed to stabilize its figure. Its small eyes turned as scarlet as blood, and its eyes of resentment as thick as substance were fixed on Shen Lang. It lowered its head again and charged towards Shen Lang with a howl.
Come.
Shen Lang snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a large translucent hand appeared out of thin air under the giant wild boar, grabbing its right front hoof.
Ninth Grade Secret Technique: Vigorously Capture the Hand!
Qin Wuyue and the green-robed woman's instant ninth-level control and restraint spells had no effect on the giant wild boar.
But Shen Lang, who was also only a ninth-grade powerful grappler, thrust his front hooves at it, causing it to fall to the ground like a charging horse that had been tripped by a bridle.
When the wild boar struggled to get up, Shen Lang pointed his finger like a knife and thrust forward. A blazing white sword light burst out, crossing several feet in an instant, and struck the wild boar's forehead bone with cracks with a pop.
This eighth-level secret technique of Buddhism is different from the "Flame Knife" which is also an eighth-level secret technique.
The characteristics of the flame knife are high temperature and implosion.
The characteristics of wood-burning knives are high speed and sharpness.
The word "burning wood" originally refers to the fact that the knife is so fast that the high temperature generated by the high-speed friction can ignite the wood.
This eighth-grade secret technique, the wood-burning knife, is naturally more than just igniting wood.
The speed of its sword is only slightly inferior to that of thunder. Its sharpness is also extremely shocking when slashing at high speed.
At this time, Shen Lang hit the forehead of the wild boar with a "burning wood knife". The forehead bone, which had been shaken by the powerful Vajra Palm, had countless cracks. It was no longer able to block the sharpness of the burning wood knife and was cut through by the blazing white sword light.
The light of the sword penetrated into the wild boar's skull cavity in one breath, split the tough skull of the wild boar from the inside, and came out from the back of the skull.
The high temperature caused by the high-speed friction between the sword's light and the wild boar's skull not only ignited the fur on the back of the wild boar's head, but also steamed less than half of its brain.
But the giant wild boar's vitality was truly astonishing. Even after the sword was pierced through its head, it was still alive, howling and struggling to get up, and crashing towards Shen Lang again.
Shen Lang snorted coldly, waved his hand, and instantly cast the ninth-level "Big Monument Slammer".
The air above the wild boar's head shook suddenly, and a translucent obelisk seven feet long and three feet wide, covered with Buddhist scriptures, appeared out of thin air and covered the wild boar's head with a bang.
This critical strike immediately caused the wild boar's forehead bone, which had received twelve consecutive blows from the powerful Vajra Palm and then been slashed by a burning wooden knife, to completely shatter. Half-cooked pig brains were sprayed all over the ground, and even an eyeball was removed from it.
His eyes burst out.
The giant wild boar is still alive.
However, the pig's head was hit hard and one of its eyes exploded. It had completely lost its sense of direction. It howled and rushed past Shen Lang, and with a pop, it crashed into the square outside, which was full of giant crocodiles.
In the turbid pool of monsters.
The wild boar fell into the water, the giant crocodile stirred, and countless waves arose on the water. Soon, large amounts of blood foam appeared, and a large number of broken bones and fur floated...
No matter how wild boars and giant crocodiles fight underwater, it is none of Shen Lang's business.
With a thought, his skin turned blue-black, and he was blessed with the ninth-level spell "Iron Cloth Shirt".
He also kneaded and recited the incantation, and cast the seventh-grade true secret technique "Golden Bell Shield". He placed a golden bell upside down outside his body with Vajra statues on four sides and Buddhist scriptures scattered all over it. Then he held up these two shields and was surrounded by three-headed skeleton shooters.
Get off and walk towards the white jade platform.
The monks on the other three sides are still fighting to the death with the guardian monsters in front of them, and they have all suffered casualties.
Some people had their chests and abdomen opened by the giant bull's horns, some had their upper bodies smashed into pieces by the giant goat, and some were trampled to pieces by the iron hooves of the giant horse.
Except for Shen Lang's side, there were one or two casualties on the other three sides.
Seeing Shen Lang stepping onto the stone steps of the high platform and walking towards the top of the platform, Qin Wuyue and the woman in green looked at each other with vicious eyes.
At the same time, the other three monks who were still alive also noticed the movement on the high platform, and someone shouted:
"We can't let him get the Wind King Pearl!"
"Damn it, the Wind King's Orb is the real treasure. Don't be stingy with the secret treasure you got before. Hurry up and sacrifice it to kill the monsters that are blocking your way!"
"Bring out all your skills to keep things under control! Otherwise, the Wind King's Orb will fall into the hands of others!"
The monks from the other three sides also gained a lot during their respective adventures.
Some people have obtained heavenly and earthly treasures, some have obtained panaceas, some have obtained decrypted secret spell scrolls without metaphorical secret words, and some have obtained powerful offensive magic weapons.
In order to prevent Shen Lang from obtaining the Wind King's Orb, the monks who were alive on three sides could no longer afford to be stingy.
A female cultivator on the left took out a flaming red bullet, fired it with a snap of her fingers, and with a bang, blew up the head of the giant bull that could not be killed no matter how hard it was hit.
A male cultivator on the right gritted his teeth and took out a small black-gold cone, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the small cone. The small cone immediately turned into a black-gold light, and with a pop, it penetrated the giant goat in front of him from head to tail.
The monks on the opposite side were also furiously consuming spiritual elixirs. After instantly replenishing their energy, they did not hesitate to triple the consumption, and instantly cast their most powerful spells, and with great difficulty killed the giant horse that intercepted them.
At this time, Shen Lang had already climbed to the top of the high platform and ordered a skeleton archer to get the Wind King Orb. No one noticed that Shen Lang's position at this time caused his golden bell to fall to the top of the high platform.
The little skull is also shrouded in it.
The skeleton archer raised his hand to grab the Wind King's Orb, but as soon as his skeletal hand touched the black wind surrounding the orb, his whole body exploded into bone dust with a thud.
Everyone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, and some people shouted:
"Gods and objects are destined to be destined. You are not destined to be a destined person. If you can't touch the pearl, why don't you get down!"
Shen Lang turned a deaf ear and ordered the second skeleton shooter to get the orb, but was still hit by the black wind around the orb and exploded into bone powder all over the sky.
But this time, none of the monks in the audience felt happy at all.
Because after exploding two skeleton shooters in succession, the black wind around the orb dissipated a bit, and there was another skeleton shooter beside Shen Lang, and he could also use the "Powerful Grasping Hand", "Powerful Vajra Palm", and "Big Monument-Smashing Hand"
Such spells can be used to kill the black wind around the orb and capture it!
Under the nervous attention of everyone in the audience, including those watching the "live broadcast", Shen Lang's last skeleton shooter raised his hand to grab the orb, but it was still exploded into pieces by the black wind.
But Shen Lang did not hesitate, stretched out his hand and used the "Strength Grasping Hand". The five fingers of his huge translucent palm spread out and grasped the Wind King's Orb.
Seeing that the black wind around the Wind King's Orb was getting darker and darker, the monks in the audience no longer dared to sit back and watch him kill the black wind. With a shout, they all used their strongest spells to attack Shen Lang.
In an instant, he saw a skull filled with black smoke, a translucent three-foot-long sword, a large fireball dragging thick smoke, and a blazing white light, blasting towards Shen Lang from three sides.
At the same time, a green, translucent miniature mountain peak appeared above Shen Lang, pressing down hard on his head.
Dozens of black tentacles as thick as wrists and full of fanged mouths appeared from under his feet, and they wrapped around him.
Qin Wuyue and the woman in green also took action decisively.
The woman in green used the "Golden Flame Needle", and a thin golden light flew out, hitting the dead point on the back of Shen Lang's head.
Qin Wuyue chanted a mantra and grabbed Shen Lang from the air with five fingers. A pale ghost hand appeared out of thin air behind Shen Lang's head. Following Qin Wuyue's movements, he dug a claw into the back of Shen Lang's head.
However, Shen Lang remained unmoved and allowed eight powerful seventh-level spells to fall on him.
Boom boom boom!
Amidst the deafening explosions, flames erupted on the high platform, black smoke billowed, white light flashed rapidly, and golden light exploded.
However……
When the flames and dust dissipated, everyone took a closer look and saw Shen Lang standing on the high platform intact, with the "golden bell" on his body still shining with golden light, showing no signs of collapse.
The golden bell is only a seventh-level spell.
Even ordinary seventh-grade defensive spells, even if cast by sixth-grade monks, can withstand at most four or five seventh-grade offensive spells cast by seventh-grade monks before they collapse and dissipate.
However, the "golden bell" is different.
Perhaps due to Buddhist philosophy, Buddhist martial arts, spells, attacks, and killing capabilities are not considered top-notch.
But in terms of defense and treatment, Buddhist martial arts and spells are extremely powerful.
Among the two Buddhist great masters today, "Venerable Liuli" ranks last in attack power among the six great masters in the world, even inferior to the great masters of martial arts.
But once the tortoise shell is opened and you sit down and let him be beaten, no matter how great the real person or the great master is, no matter how hard you try, you can beat the Lord Liuli for a day and a night.
This shows how strong Buddhism’s defense is.
The "Golden Bell Cover", a true secret technique of Buddhism, has extremely strong defense. When used by Shen Lang, its defensive power was even stronger than the imagination of Qin Wuyue and other monks.
Eight seventh-level spells were blasted upwards, and the golden bell still shone brightly without any dullness at all.
While the monks were stunned, Shen Lang extended his grasping hand twice in a row and finally completely wiped out the black wind around the orb.
Then he sneered, looked around, and looked at the monks with contempt. Under the eyes of the monks in the audience, he used a powerful grappling hand to grab the Wind King Orb.
Seeing that the translucent big hands were about to grasp the orb.
The monks screamed and cast spells together, and eight seventh-grade spells were blasted at Shen Lang again.
Among them, the woman in green's golden flame needle directly hit the powerful grappler, preventing Shen Lang from obtaining the orb first.
"Is it useful?"
Shen Lang sneered and directly used the "Golden Bell" again, knocking off the previous golden bell that had worn away some of its defensive power.
Seeing him being so cautious, everyone suddenly felt a chill.
At this time, Shen Lang's powerful grappling hand had been broken by the golden flame needle of the woman in green, and the sky was filled with flames, black smoke, and white dust.
"it's useless."
Shen Lang said calmly, facing the spell bombardment, he used his strong grasping hand to grab the Wind King Orb again.
at this time.
A ray of black golden light suddenly broke through the black smoke of the flames, shot out, and hit the golden bell with a clang.
The golden bell jar suddenly shook and burst into large cracks.
Shen Lang was stunned. He lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the black gold light nailed to the golden bell. He saw that it was the small black gold cone that had penetrated the giant goat with a previous blow.
The monk who commanded this little black-gold cone had a pale face, as if he had been exhausted, but his face was filled with a proud and sinister smile.
Then he spat out another mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue, stretched out his finger, and the small black gold cone nailed to the golden bell was filled with light. He pushed it forward, and with a bang, the golden bell was completely destroyed.
Then the black gold cone hit Shen Lang's heart again. Although defeating the golden bell had consumed most of its power, the remaining power was no longer enough to penetrate the "iron cloth shirt", but the powerful impact still hit Shen Lang.
The waves spurted blood and flew into the air.
He drew a huge parabola in the air, flew far away from the high platform, and even fell into a muddy pool full of crocodile monsters with a pop.
Then, in the muddy pool, a similar scene happened again when the wild boar fell into the water: giant crocodile beasts rushed towards the place where the waves fell into the water, opened their mouths to bite, and rolled in death. The water surface suddenly stirred up with water spray, and then there were traces of
Blood stains...
The monks were overjoyed. No matter whether the "True Successor of Buddhism" was dead or not, there was no chance to compete with them for the Wind King's Orb now!
At that moment, all the monks rushed to the high platform one after another, and while rushing back, they cast spells to counterattack.
Soon, a monk was the first to reach the top.
But before he reached out to grab the orb that was no longer surrounded by the black wind, he was bombarded by several spells. With just one blow, he was blown to pieces.
However……
After the black smoke, blazing white flames, and mountain stone dust erupted from the spell dissipated.
The Wind King Orb that was floating quietly on the top of the stage actually disappeared without a trace!