blogombal Chapter 770
Chapter 770
"Shua shua shua!"
All eyes turned away from Luo Fanchen who was about to fight, and were attracted by the golden Buddha next to him.
On the stage, a huge golden Buddha rose from the ground, accompanied by countless Buddhist chants. All the spectators had the urge to put their hands together and worship.
"Fuck, it's too weird, what's going on?"
"Why do I have an urge to kneel down!"
"I feel like I'm going to be a good person!"
Yang Jinghong, who had been eating and drinking for free, opened his mouth, "How can this seemingly unintelligent little monk be so fierce?"
Under the solemn golden Buddha spirit, the little monk's hands were covered with oil stains, holding a big elbow, eating with oil dripping from his mouth, and feasting.
The eighth-level commander on the opposite side looked a little dazed,
I...
I won't lose to this guy, will I?
The little monk Di Chenyao's mouth was full of food, and he spoke incoherently:
"Donor, you should go down by yourself. The elbow given by Donor Yang is so delicious. I have to savor it carefully. I don't want to fight."
The commander on the opposite side felt offended,
"You are a fucking bastard!!"
"Respect me a little!"
"I am not made of mud either!!"
The commander was furious and released a small mountain. The rubble of the mountain rolled down, and it turned out to be a huge diamond man. The martial soul was united, and the whole person seemed to have used the glazed golden body, and his body was as solid as gold.
His eighth soul ring lit up, and he flew out like a cannonball, and punched with great momentum, as if he flew over a mountain, with phantoms and magnificent momentum.
The little monk grabbed the pork elbow with one hand and chewed it fiercely, unable to let it go.
The other hand covered with oil stains casually wiped the purple gold cassock, then curled up his fingers, pinched a seal, and aimed it forward.
"Boom!"
Instantly, eight soul rings flew out of the little monk's body,
three purple and five black, exactly the same as the third princess of the Deep Sea Royal Court, causing a violent sensation.
"This..."
"What kind of monster is this!"
"Impossible, how can there be such a soul ring configuration in the world!"
"You haven't seen Luo Zhuangyuan, Luo Fanchen Zhuangyuan's soul ring configuration is far more terrifying than this!"
"Alas..."
For example, Yang Xiruo, Ye Xi'an sisters, and Ye Xiying, Meimei and other girls suddenly thought of that man when they saw the abnormal soul ring configuration of the third princess and the little monk.
However, what was even more shocking was not just the soul ring,
but as the fifth soul ring flew out and sank into the golden Buddha martial soul, the Buddha accompanied the little monk in a palm seal. The golden palm seemed to be slapped out slowly and majestically, but in fact it was extremely fast.
A golden and brilliant swastika seal was cast.
"Fifth soul skill: Destroy demons·Tathagata Palm!"
"Boom!"
The Tathagata Palm seal hit the great commander Vajra Liulizhen, and there was an explosion sound like the sound of metal clashing, and the sky was shining with golden light. Then the commander screamed, and Liuli's body cracked like a spider web like broken glass, and the whole person flew backwards, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky.
The four major military regions were in an uproar, and looked at the little monk in surprise.
The little monk who was the center of attention seemed to have just slapped a fly, not taking it seriously at all. He quickly finished eating the pork elbow and was sipping the sauce on the bone stick. He looked at Yang Jinghong in the distance pitifully and said a little embarrassedly:
"Donor Yang, your elbow is really delicious. Can you please make a good karma for me!"
The spectators were all shocked.
Where did this weirdo come from?
Why not be more serious!
Are you here to participate in the competition or to liberate yourself?
Yang Jinghong's mouth twitched, and he took out a roasted rabbit that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and shook his head and said, "You have already eaten six elbows, and there is no more, only the roasted rabbit is left."
The little monk frowned, closed his eyes, and sighed:
"Rabbits are so cute, how can you eat rabbits, sin, sin!"
Within thirty breaths,
the sound of smacking lips sounded along with the little monk's vague praise,
"Hmm~"
"It smells so good!"
"Delicious, really delicious!"
Yang Jinghong looked at the little monk in shock, "You still eat if you feel guilty?"
"Donor Yang is obsessed. The little monk is trying to save the souls of these rabbits."
Yang Jinghong rolled his eyes: "It seems that you, the little monk, not only drink and eat meat, but also tell lies. It seems that you don't follow the Buddhist rules and regulations."
The little monk shook his head: "Aren't rules meant to be broken?"
Commoner Yang Nie took a few steps back and distanced himself from the little monk in disdain.
Yang Jinghong's eyes lit up,
"Great!!"
"Great!"
As long as you have a rebellious streak, we are good brothers!
"Yang ShiMaster, I think you have a connection with my Buddha, why don't you be my younger brother!"
Yang Jinghong's eyes widened: "What the hell? I treat you as a brother, treat you with good food and drink, you want to be my elder brother?"
The little monk smiled shyly: "I am 26 years old this year, indeed a little older than Yang, and my strength is indeed slightly stronger."
Yang Jinghong said: "I have reason to suspect that you want to take me as your younger brother not because you are compatible, but simply want to eat and drink for free."
The little monk nodded and praised: "Yang has a keen eye and can see through the essence at a glance, which shows that you have a connection with my Buddha!"
"???"
Yang Jinghong was shocked. He had never seen such a shameless person. He was angry and amused:
"My young master has a boss, so don't worry about it. "
The little monk was anxious, his eyes seemed to be a little red, cutting off someone's food was like killing his parents.
"Where is he? This little brother, only those with strength can get him! I want to compete with him in martial arts, fair competition!"
Yang Jinghong raised his eyebrows, patted the little monk on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother, give up, you can't beat him."
"Impossible!"
The little monk shook his head: "I can't do this or that, but I just know some boxing and kicking skills, and I am good at using force to subdue people."
Yang Nie couldn't help but said: "Monk, if you want to challenge his elder brother, then go to hell first, his elder brother has ascended to heaven!"
The little monk glared, choked by the rabbit meat, and quickly took two sips of wine.
"What a pity!"
"What a pity! !"
"I have no chance to prove myself. "
Listening to the monk's regretful voice, Yang Jinghong muttered in his heart, wondering if his brother-in-law could beat this unlucky thing.
He looks pretty fierce!
He still wants to be our big brother, but he's almost the same as a little brother!
Yang Jinghong didn't know that all his expressions were seen by the sick and coughing young lady of the Yang family not far away.
When Yang Xiruo saw that his brother talked about Luo Fanchen, there was no more sadness and depression in his eyes,
and he became more certain of his guess.
The dark clouds and the dead silence blocked the heart, and gradually began to clear the clouds and see the peaceful sky.
"Boom--"
On the stage,
Luo Fanchen was facing Yu Wudi of the Prison Heaven Sect, exuding a powerful aura of level 89, and the black shackles all over his body clattered. The pair of deep black eyes stared straight at him, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose with an evil arc:
"You are definitely not an ordinary sixth-level Soul Emperor!"
"In order to successfully kill you, I will do my best!"