Dungeon magic stick!


    The humiliation in Zen is indelible, but it is the weapon of the Zen devil that any Zen would not mention!


    Demon Buddha!


    This is a legend in Zen. It is said that when this person was born, there were miracles in heaven and earth, such as dragon body protection, Phoenix wings, white tiger roar, basaltic probe


    The vision appeared, and then it was discovered by a strong Zen, so he took Di Zang as his disciple.


    After a long time of training, the talent of this land Tibet has also been triggered. Strong cultivation, unparalleled talent and even many mysterious understandings of this unique Zen School can be described as the successor of the next generation of Zen master.


    What is more rare is that this person has a benevolent heart.


    However, by chance, in order to exercise his cultivation and state of mind, dizang chose to enter hell. Strange things happened from then on. Dizang entered hell for only a short hundred years, but after it appeared, he made a great vow, taking hell as his residence and surrounded by demons... Vowing to turn that hell into hell "Great compassion Zen hand?"


    I felt the vigorous wind blowing in the palm technique of xuexiao, but ye Fantian''s face showed a trace of coldness:


    "Fist printing day!"


    The great compassion Zen hand is a gentle palm technique, but ye Fantian wants to break it with the Supreme gangyang fist technique and completely kill the pride in the other party''s heart.


    The supreme palm shadow surrounded Ye Fantian''s body in an instant, and showed a happy moment on xuexiao''s face. Unexpectedly, a terrible wave burst out of the core of the palm shadow.


    "Boom..."


    The ferocious fist idea shocked the world.


    With unparalleled strength, a sky dragon Gang Qi quickly tore each other''s palms and attacked him fiercely on his chest.


    The concussion of energy produces ripples, and the brilliance is very beautiful, but in this beauty, there is a strong crisis.


    "No..."


    Xuexiao''s face changed wildly. He felt that ye Vatican in front of him had become extremely strong from his original humble posture, as if suppressed by a mountain like attack.


    "You dare..."


    All Zen disciples cheered.


    "Space field..."


    With a fierce drink in my heart, the space field quickly showed up.


    Everyone''s body can''t help feeling a burst of stagnation, but the next moment has been swept by an infinite energy.


    "Boom..."


    Blood and flesh splashed, and ye Fantian''s field was unparalleled, firmly breaking their bodies completely.


    "Bang..."


    The power of one punch is superimposed with the integration of hundreds of times of power. This blood night naturally has the strength he is proud of. The other party is also a strong man at the peak of Mahayana God''s communication, but there is too much difference compared with Ye Fantian.


    The power of one punch, with unparalleled strength, directly hit his key.


    "Poof..."


    A sharp pain added to his body, and then a mouthful of blood was forcibly sprayed out by him.


    "You..."


    In the unbelievable expression, the blood night''s body has begun to collapse.


    "Die..."


    Ye Fantian sneered and said


    "Bang..."


    In the spatter of flesh and blood, a golden awn burst out from his broken body.


    Pa


    Ye Fantian''s fingers moved and quickly grasped it in his hand.


    This is a golden and bright energy. It looks like a small golden river. The pure energy contained in it even makes Ye Fantian feel that his meridians are extending.


    "If you want to improve the cultivation of Mahayana God''s Tongjing, you need to quench countless treasures, but my body has reached the realm of dragon scale gold holy body, and many unique skills I cultivate are not ordinary. It''s very difficult to improve. This golden energy can make me feel the opportunity to make a breakthrough?"


    Ye Fantian was stunned.


    "Be careful..."


    The voice of fighting the devil Buddha suddenly came out of my ears. Then the dizang magic stick attacked fiercely, rolled up a terrible stick shadow wind, and quickly blasted several Zen disciples who wanted to kill Ye Fantian.


    "Pengpeng..."


    The fighting demon Buddha is worthy of being a terrible Zen disciple. He has infinite strength because he contains terrible demon and animal blood. In addition, due to the profound meaning of three thousand Tibetans, the Tibetans magic stick seems to be a black python. Everywhere he goes, there is a sudden shower of blood.


    "Pa......"


    Douzhan demon Buddha stood steadily beside Ye Fantian, and his evil spirit seemed to begin to become more solidified.


    "What is this?"


    Ye Vatican curiously stretched out the golden energy in his hand and asked curiously.


    "Hey, hey... This is a good thing..."


    The fighting devil Buddha said with a ferocious smile on his face.


    "Well...? good thing?"


    Ye Fantian''s expression became more and more curious. After all, he was involved in the growth of his cultivation, but he was very interested.


    "This is the pith of Buddha. Zen disciples, because they have cultivated the supreme unique Zen knowledge. With the improvement of cultivation, they will form the pith of Buddha in their body, just like washing the pith I Ching. The muscles, bones and bone marrow of their body will change. It is said that every inch of skin on the strong Zen is a great treasure, which is more amazing and terrible than the terrible pill ……”


    Ye Fantian nodded gently.


    And his face could not help showing a trace of happiness:


    "In that case, doesn''t it mean that this is a panacea?"


    He swallowed the Buddha''s marrow into his own body. Ye Vatican could clearly perceive that his mysterious soul power and the energy on the flesh contracted violently, as if a huge roast meat had been found by a group of hungry wolves and worked hard to tear and absorb it.


    "Almost... It''s more wonderful than a panacea. The stronger the cultivation, the stronger the Buddha''s pith. The Buddha''s pith of ancient Zen disciples and old monsters with thousands of years can make Lao Tzu break through several realms..."


    After saying this, the face of the fighting demon Buddha couldn''t help showing a greedy light.


    "In that case, let''s kill..."


    Looking at the only dozen Zen disciples, ye Fantian licked his lips and said slowly.


    "Well, I''m very happy to kill... After chasing me for so long, do you really think I''m made of paper?"


    Douzhan devil Buddha looked at the rest of the group grimly and said slowly.


    "My Buddha is merciful..."


    Suddenly, at this time, the Sanskrit sound was suddenly transmitted from all directions.


    In the ancient and decadent Sanskrit sound, with bursts of terrible killing intention, the bodies of Ye Fantian and the fighting demon Buddha were suddenly suppressed