Chapter 212 Immortality

"What kind of monster are you!"

Mojia was shocked and angry, and he couldn't understand it at all.

The Daqi royal family had done countless studies on this unusable pollution power, but in the end they were unable to utilize it. For people like them, this kind of out-of-control ‘power of the wild god’ is extremely poisonous, spreading and growing disorderly like cancer.

The more you absorb, the faster you die.

This man absorbed an entire 'Fake Aragami Heart' in front of him. Logically speaking, he should have gone crazy a long time ago. Why wasn't he affected?

Bang!

What responded to him was a huge palm.

Wu Chong doesn't have any bad taste as a villain. When dealing with enemies, he always kills them first and then explains them.

With a palm strike, Master Mojia, the second-generation leader of Daxue Temple, had his head smashed to pieces like a watermelon. The proud bronze body collapsed like mud under the force of the palm, and collapsed on the ground into a heap of blood.

Together with his soul, he was slapped to death.

Feeling the strong strength in his body, Wu Chong was in a good mood.

After saving this master, one of Daxue Temple's legs was broken off. If the remaining old monks in charge were beaten to death, the matter would be over.

"Brother Wu Wu?"

Qiu Qilan next to him swallowed. The pressure brought by this nearly four-meter-tall giant was too great. The powerful physical power was like a furnace, filling the entire area.

Qiu Qiren suddenly felt that it was wishful thinking for him to come here to repay his kindness.

This man is so strong that even the monks from Daxue Temple are not enough to defeat him. There are so many secrets about this man, and Miss Qu Feiyan probably doesn’t know about them either, otherwise she wouldn’t have informed him.

"Master worships the Buddha sincerely. I kindly send him a gift. He should have seen the Buddha by now."

Wu Chong's body shrank and returned to normal human size in a matter of breaths, and the bloody sword energy surrounding him also disappeared.

Except for the clothes that exploded, the whole person returned to the way it was before.

Although he is still a bit burly, at least he is human.

I glanced at my crotch, which was cold.

This form is easy to use, but it's a bit useless. He was originally planning to go over and pick up Mojia's clothes, but when he saw that Mojia was in such a state, Wu Chong gave up. Fortunately, there was a monk in front of him who died fighting for his soul. What was his name?

Wu Chong couldn't remember it either. The other party didn't seem to have time to register the number.

He took off the monk's robe from Monk Mo Nian and put it around his waist to cover it briefly to prevent him from running around naked.

"Kindly?"

Do you have any wrong understanding of this word?

Qiu Qiren glanced at the puddle of minced meat next to him, and swallowed the words that came to his lips. Now he has completely lost the previous mentality towards Wu Chong, and has a vague awe that even he himself is not aware of.

"Amitabha."

The old monk Golden Elephant, who had just rushed over from the backyard to stop the situation, saw the scene in front of him and wondered whether he had gone to the wrong place.

How long has it been since he came from the backyard? What happened here in such a short period of time? Seeing the pile of flesh and blood on the ground and Mo Nian who was stripped naked at the door, even Master Jinxiang, who had been cultivating Buddhism in the capital for many years, became angry.

"With such a murderous nature, the donor is not afraid of falling into the Abi Hell after death!!"

Wu Chong glanced at the old monk.

Yuan Shen realm?

Unlike Mojia, who was beaten to death by him just now, this old monk's aura was very strange, and his body was shrouded in a strange layer of power, as if blessed by some external force.

The power of the ancient gods.

Although Wu Chong has never seen the power of the ancient gods, he can guess it if he thinks about it.

He stood in the middle of the yard, looked at the golden monk at the door, and grinned.

"Monk, are you here to guard this courtyard?"

Monk Jinxiang looked gloomy.

He didn't know what Wu Chong saw. For him, from the moment Wu Chong killed Mojia, the two sides were destined to fight to the death. Mojia's identity is not comparable to that of Kong Lun, who he killed before. For someone with a golden body like Kong Lun, he will die if he dies.

But Mojia was different. He was the next generation successor carefully cultivated by Daxue Temple.

It is the future of Daisetsuji Temple.

Now, this future has been cut off by the guy in front of me.

"Three moves to send you on your way."

Monk Jinxiang opened his robe, and layers of silver wire patterns emerged inside his body, and layers of strange aura burst out from his heart. This caused the monk's aura to instantly transcend the level of the peak of the Yuanshen Realm and reach another level.

"Just one move."

Wu Chong's aura also fluctuated. Both of them were straightforward and ruthless people. He didn't even say a word of nonsense, and the move was a dead blow.

Half of the Golden Elephant Monk's face was covered with lines of electrical wires, and it was faintly like an ancient mammoth roaring.

His punch is enough to defeat any Yuanshen realm warrior.

But he was strong, and Wu Chong on the opposite side was even stronger. The power of the Foundation Establishment Realm was transferred to the surface of his body, forcing the body that wanted to become bigger to compress into its original form. Facing the violent punch of the golden elephant, he also raised his hand and punched it.

Bang! !

The violent force exploded, and Qiu Qi Ren, who was the closest, was directly thrown away. With the strength of his Golden Body Realm, he is not even qualified to watch. The two people fighting here have completely surpassed the Yuan Shen Realm and entered another level.

After the two forces collided, the strength and weakness were quickly distinguished.

The originally confident Master Golden Elephant's face changed drastically, because he found that the opponent seemed to be stronger than him.

The violent punch force broke the balance, and the remaining force rushed over, shattering the Golden Elephant Master's arm, shattering half of his chest, and sending his body flying backwards.

"not dead?"

"Who are you!"

Among the ruins, the golden elephant monk with only half his body stood up again. The threads on his body were connected by countless flowing runes and began to be put back together.

A strange scene, like a monster in a fairy tale.

This is the power of the ancient gods.

An existence that can defeat Aragami will naturally be no worse than Aragami in terms of weirdness.

After his broken body was reassembled, Monk Jinxiang made no move. When he looked at Wu Chong, his eyes were filled with solemnity.

No one thought that this disruptor who no one paid any attention to would have such great strength. This kind of power, if not used properly, will affect the overall situation.

"Ancient God?"

Wu Chong watched the other party reorganize his body, a little surprised.

He originally planned to send the opponent off with one blow, but he didn't expect that the ancient god's power turned out to be 'immortality'.

These gods should all have mastered the power of taboos in similar fields. If you are not at their level, it is difficult to break this iron law with the strength of the lower level. This can also be regarded as a characteristic of gods.

"A being with your level of strength will definitely not be an unknown person."

Boom!

Before Monk Jinxiang finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled.