Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 99 Still want to resist?

This scene stunned all the monsters in the arena.

Including orangutans.

A look of shock was written all over his face.

He looked at Dharma with a dull gaze.

But seeing Bodhidharma standing tall, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, there was no disturbance at all.

One palm!
With just one palm, Fujitora's protective barrier was broken!

It also sent Fujitora flying hundreds of miles away.

This kind of cultivation mana can only be described as terrifying.

Other than that, Huang Yuan has run out of words.

"This monk...could he really do it?"

Huang Yuan's face was full of disbelief.

My heart moved slightly.

After a moment of silence on the scene.

All the monsters suddenly boiled up, talking a lot.

"Oh my god, Master Fujitora was blown away by this monk's palm?!"

"This monk took advantage of Fujitora-sama's inattention to sneak attack, despicable and shameless... huh!"

"Young people don't talk about martial arts!"

"Is Fujitora-sama alright?"

"What are you thinking? With Fujitora-sama's strength, how could something happen!"

……

at the same time.

The yellow ape raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

Based on what he knew about Fujitora, it might not be that simple for Bodhidharma to kill him with this palm.

As expected.

"boom!"

Suddenly, half of the mountain collapsed steeply.

The rocks pierced through the sky like a violent storm.

Followed by.

Like lightning, a figure flashed across the sky filled with rubble.

In the blink of an eye, Damo was already in front of him.

It was Fujitora!

see.

The monster, who was a little lost at first, immediately became excited again.

"I just said Fujitora-sama is fine!"

"Master Fujitora, kill this despicable and shameless monk who engaged in sneak attacks!"

I saw that there were still gravel and dust on Fujitora's body, and a bunch of green weeds on his head, looking a bit embarrassed.

As the leader of the five great generals of the Lion and Camel Kingdom, and with the backing of the Golden Winged Roc King, Fujitora has been in both the human and demon worlds these years, and has rarely met an opponent.

There has never been such a fiasco like today!

Moreover, the other party is just a Buddhist disciple who has just certified the Arhat status!

If Bodhidharma is not dismantled, it is impossible to vent Fujitora's hatred in his heart.

more importantly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he can't get back on the stage, then his prestige will plummet.

Even, from now on, it is very likely to become a joke in the demon world.

Such a shameful disgrace must be washed away with blood!
Think about this.

There was a little blood red in Fujitora's eyes, and he stared at Bodhidharma with venomous resentment.

"Monk, you managed to piss me off!"

Fujitora said in a cold voice with a ferocious expression on his face.

A fierce aura emanated from the whole body, like a wind knife and a frost sword, rolling towards Bodhidharma angrily.

Facing the domineering Fujitora, Bodhidharma smiled lightly.

Don't bother to talk nonsense, just shoot directly.

"Zulong Town Prison!"

Thousands of hectares of bright clouds quickly gathered over the lion camel country.

The whole world suddenly plunged into darkness.

Boom!

The thunder exploded, and the lightning was like a snake, flickering frantically among the thick clouds.

That scene, as if the end is coming.

But above the clouds, a huge body like a mountain ridge appears and disappears, hovering and soaring.

The terrifying dragon power pervades the world!

All the monsters at the scene looked up at the terrifying vision in the sky, and all felt an unprecedented coercion, descending from the sky, and violently suppressed it.

All changed color in horror.

"My God, this is..."

"What a powerful coercion, ten thousand times more terrifying than the king's anger!"

"I can't do it! I can't hold it anymore! I'm going to show my original shape!"

Some low-level monsters, screaming in horror, showed their original shapes one after another.

Even so, he still couldn't escape Long Wei's suppression.

His whole body trembled and he groaned endlessly.

Not just those little monsters.

Fujitora and Huang Yuan were equally uncomfortable, and they hurriedly used their profound arts to resist the shock of the dragon.

Even the Golden Winged Roc King, who was in the palace of the Lion and Camel Kingdom, was originally indifferent to the battle situation outside the city.

However, the moment the Zulong coercion appeared.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

A look of shock appeared on his face.

"Ancestral Dragon Prison Strength?"

The Golden Winged Roc King's heart sank, "How is this possible?"

Back in the day, when the Dragon Han Dynasty was first robbed, due to the instigation of the demon clan Luohu, the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes fought bloody battles, and the ancestor dragon had long since fallen.

Today's dragon clan has long lost the majesty of the ancestor dragon.

Even reduced to the mouth of the gods.

However, as a descendant of the Phoenix clan, the Golden Winged Roc King has a natural sensitivity to the coercion of the ancestor dragon.

"I didn't expect that there is still the breath of the ancestor dragon in this world!"

The Golden Winged Roc King suddenly stood up from the bronze throne.

The fierce light in his eyes pierced through the palace, looking towards the sky outside the city.

"hold head high--"

A shattering dragon chant, earth-shattering.

The void trembled endlessly.

It seemed that the whole world was violently turbulent.

Followed by.

In the thick clouds, a huge dragon's head suddenly poked out, looking down at the lower realm.

The lightning flashed in the eyes, and the terrifying dragon's breath was exhaled from the mouth and nose.

Seems to be enough to destroy everything in the world!
With Dharma sternly shouting: "Go!"

"hold head high--"

The growl sounded.

The gigantic dragon suddenly descended from the sky, surrounded by thousands of thunder and lightning, wrapped in a vast and unparalleled suppressive power, opened its teeth and claws, and rushed fiercely towards Fujitora.

At this moment.

Fujitora's eyes were full of horror.

In front of this mighty ancestral dragon, he was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

Death is approaching!

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

A thought of struggling suddenly rose in Fujitora's heart.

"Roar!"

Fujitora drank suddenly.

Endless monster power, pouring out.

Immediately, a huge barrier enchantment was formed in front of him, trying to resist the prison-suppressing ancestor dragon.

In fact, even Fujitora himself doesn't have much confidence.

Bodhidharma sneered: "Do you still want to resist?"

Mind moving.

As if he and Bodhidharma had a heart-to-heart connection, the aura of the prison-suppressing ancestor dragon suddenly skyrocketed.

"boom--"

The barrier in front of Fujitora shattered instantly.

"No!"

Fujitora screamed in despair.

Right now.

Sudden.

A figure appeared out of nowhere, blocking Fujitora's body.

The sleeves of the robe are hunting and flying.

Immediately propped up a more powerful barrier.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Bodhidharma's face darkened slightly.

next moment.

The mighty dragon has already collided with the barrier enchantment

"boom!"

In the void, a loud sonic boom erupted again.

The wind is surging, the sky and the earth change color.

With the contact point of the two forces as the center, terrifying energy ripples are crazily released.

There was a stalemate for a while.

The two forces have just gradually dissipated.

The place was silent.

They couldn't recover from the shock.

Fujitora thought he was going to die this time, and his face was already pale with fright.

Unexpectedly, he narrowly escaped death.

Gathering his mind, he looked up.

"Big, big king?"

Fujitora hurriedly knelt down.

The person who rescued him was the Golden Winged Roc King!

"Meet the king!"

The remaining monsters around finally reacted from the shock, and when they saw the Golden Winged Roc King clearly, they all knelt down in panic.

Even Huang Yuan bowed.

The Golden Winged Roc King didn't seem to see it, but turned his eyes to Bodhidharma.

"A tin rod with nine rings? Brocade cassock? A golden bowl?"

The Golden Winged Roc King was taken aback secretly, "Are you a disciple of the Tathagata?"

(End of this chapter)