"Bald donkey! You come to be true!" Xiao Long shouted and ran away. Mo Wen chased after him, slapped out one palm after another, causing the ground to shake.

"Look! The fight started over there!"

"A monk is chasing Xiao Chen!"

"That's not to ask!"

Someone immediately recognized the two.

"They are all from Canghai Academy, why did they fight?" someone hesitated.

At this moment, Xiao Long chased and fled, and the ground was covered with scars. The surface was covered with huge palm prints, and even half of a hill was photographed.

Xiao Long passed the Thunder Dragon torched his body, and his clone was extremely fast, and he just kept dodging.

"Thousand Buddha Formation!"

Mo Wen clasped his hands together, and golden light shone on his body. Countless Buddhas appeared out of thin air in the sky, falling from the sky, trapping Xiao Long in the middle.

"Master Xiao, it's okay if you don't want to hand over the spirit stone. If you beat me, I will retreat."

Don’t ask if you sit cross-legged in the void, the Buddha’s light is everywhere in your eyes.

"I have no money, and there are only seven thousand top-quality spirit stones left. Why don't you take them all?"

Xiao Long simply stopped running away and lay on the ground, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Amitabha! Then there is nothing I can do. I heard that Donald Xiao has infinite substitute, so I killed the substitute and took away your storage ring."

Mo Wen's palm was shining brightly, and a golden "卍" character appeared on his forehead. The majestic and boundless aura made Xiao Long feel thrilling.

If you take this palm, not to mention his clone, even Xiao Cheng, the body of "Thunder Dragon Body Forging", will be beaten to death.

Mo Wen, he was so powerful! This feeling is even better than Sikong Sheng’s flesh and blood incarnation!

"You really want to kill me?" Xiao Long's pupils contracted. If this palm really goes down, the consequences will not be solved by 100,000 spirit stones.

Mo Wen raised his hand, the Buddha light in the palm of his hand was extremely rich, and the whole hand turned into gold.

Just when Xiao Long thought that Mo Wen was about to slap his palm, Mo Wen suddenly frowned slightly, turned his hand and smashed it into the void on the left, colliding with a big yellow hand.

"Bang!"

Like a muffled thunder, a strong wave of air suddenly erupted, and the terrifying shock force spread wildly in an arc shape, the trees on the surface were uprooted and the soil collapsed.

"Puff!"

Even though it was hundreds of meters apart, Xiao Long was still squirting blood from the air waves, and his body was churning continuously.

"So strong!" Xiao Long's heart was shocked. He was injured by the air waves that were only a hundred meters away. If that palm slapped him, he would be dead and lifeless.

Mo Wen was so shocked that he flew backwards, and crashed into the land. After a while, he took off.

I saw Mo Wen’s monk’s robe ragged, blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth, and the Buddha’s light on his body became much dimmed.

"Hahahaha! Don't ask, you are no match for me after all!"

A rampant laughter came from the sky, and Sikong Sheng appeared there at some time, wrapped his hands in front of his chest, and laughed wildly at the sky.

"It's Sikong Sheng!"

"So strong! I slapped it away with one palm!"

"It's too strong. A month ago, Sikong Sheng and Mo Wen Bo Zhong were still between him. Now he has broken through the imperial realm. Mo Wen can't even resist a palm!"

People in the distance saw the movement here and ran over and made a sound of shock.

Feeling the vast and boundless ferocious aura of Sikong Sheng, like a giant beast in the wilderness, Xiao Long's expression was extremely solemn.

There is no doubt that he is no match for Sikong Sheng now!

"Amitabha!"

Mo Wen recited lowly and said nothing. He closed his eyes, golden blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth and eyes. In an instant, his body emitted dazzling golden Buddha light.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, the golden light is endless. Don't ask how to sit cross-legged in the sky, it's like a big Buddha, shrouded under the sacred Buddha's light, and its momentum is rising step by step.

"Oh? Was it hard so soon?"

Sikong Sheng sneered, "Your current strength is not much worse than me before I broke through. It's a pity that the imperial realm and the innate realm are the difference between heaven and earth, and you are not my opponent!"

Don’t ask if you haven’t heard of it. Close your eyes and recite Buddhist words from your mouth.

“Om Mani Pame Hum…”

The next moment, countless golden Buddha hands appeared above the clouds of Sikong Sheng's head, and many illusory Buddhas appeared out of thin air around him, surrounding him.

A word "卍" appeared between Mo Wen's forehead and he recited in a low voice.

"Thousand Buddhas curse and kill!"

With a word, the big Buddhas and the Buddha's hands in the sky carried the dazzling Buddha light and smashed them towards Sikong Sheng with an unrivaled power.

"Hahaha! Tips for the Evil!"

Sikong Shengchang laughed wildly, his muscles squirted, and a rasp of bone friction sounded. His strong body seemed to have grown in circles, and a breath of ancient prehistoric times emerged. In a faintly, a huge phantom of a dragon elephant appeared behind Sikong Sheng.

Sikong Sheng stepped in the air and rushed out, carrying the terrifying power of heaven and earth with one punch, and smashed on a big Buddha.

"Bang!"

The golden light scattered everywhere, and the Buddha was directly smashed.

Mo Wen's chest was shaken in the distance, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Sikong Sheng raised his hand and blasted out continuously at the huge Buddha hands that were slapped over.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Those Buddha hands who can kill the imperial realm faced Sikong Sheng's fist, which was vulnerable to a single blow, were smashed into pieces like a destruction, and could not even support half of their breath.

More and more people were watching from afar, and they were shocked by this scene.

What a strong Sikong Sheng! He is ten times stronger than before!

"Explode!" Sikong Sheng punched out, and the phantom of the dragon elephant behind him seemed to make an ancient roar. The big Buddhas seemed to have experienced a series of explosions, exploded one after another.

"Puchi!" Mo Wen's blood gushed wildly, his breath was so depressed.

"Haha! Die!" Sikong Sheng rushed out towards Mo Wen.

However, Mo Wen still sat still and was still muttering some Buddhist words.

Sikong Sheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked down and, just below him, a huge golden Buddha hand that was thousands of feet wide rushed up like lightning in the soil, and slapped him from bottom to top.

"So you still have a backup plan, so what? Break it for me!" Sikong Sheng was about to make a move.

At this moment! An invisible fluctuation spread to him.

Xiao Long in the distance turned into a transparent glass color. The terrifying power of the law of time made Sikong Sheng frozen there in an instant.

Everything around Sikong Sheng stopped, and the phantom of the dragon elephant behind him also stopped there, motionless, presenting a strange solidification state.

This is not over yet!

Xiao Long's eyes condensed, and the power of the law spread on the huge Buddha's hand. The speed of the Buddha's hand suddenly accelerated, and it hit Sikong Sheng with a more powerful force of three times.

"Bang!"

Like a stone that was knocked away, Sikong Sheng rotated countless times in the air, flew towards the sky, flying further and further, eventually turning into a black dot and disappearing into the distance.

The whole audience was silent.
Chapter completed!