Global Super Martial Arts: Start with a Hundred Times Understanding

Scripture, all scriptures?

This is the foundation, it is the accumulation, and it is also the real confidence of the thousand-year-old temple.

Even with Master Pudu's disposition, he almost scolded his mother.

All the monks around glared at him with murderous intent.

Jiang Ming looked indifferent, surrounded by evil spirits, just staring at the abbot.

"Yes!" After thinking about it, Zen Master Pudu still nodded his head with difficulty, "Blesser Jiang, please explain the next two conditions."

"Second!" Jiang Ming smiled, "Let a great master of your Dalin Temple pass away; third, you go and destroy the Sun Moon Demon Sect."

Zen Master Pudu's face suddenly turned ugly, and all the little compassion had turned into ice coldness: "You are not giving me a way to live in Dalin Temple, Donor Jiang, do you really think that you can counter the accumulation of thousands of years in Dalin Temple by yourself? You Do you really think that you are so powerful that you can ignore everything?"

"Set up the formation, bring down the demons!" Chan Master Pudu's voice resounded like a copper bell, spreading throughout the mountains. Wait, the people of Dayan, the world, the world, the courts of the rivers and lakes, both inside and outside the region, should unite to subdue the demons and eliminate the demons, save the world from danger, and relieve the sky from the upside down."

The surrounding stick monks shifted their shapes and shadows, performed light-weight exercises, and surrounded Jiang Ming with a flick of their fingers. They are patchwork, and the aura they emit blends with each other, and blends into the sky and the earth, triggering the tide of vitality to change, forming an absolute domain.

They all have the eyes of choosing and devouring.

clap clap...

Jiang Ming applauded and praised: "As expected of the abbot of Dalin Temple, the ability to spread lotus flowers on his tongue and exhale fragrance is really unmatched by ordinary people. Your Dalin Temple does not do production, but the palace hangs high and beautiful. Huan, I heard that the Buddha enshrined in every palace is made of gold. Outside the Dalin Temple, the fields of the common people within a radius of a hundred miles have been stolen by you. Even the laws of the imperial dynasty can’t control this, Pudu, tell me, who among us is the real devil?”

Zen Master Pudu stared at Jiang Ming with a gloomy gaze, and said with an unchanged expression: "I, Dalin Temple protects the surrounding people from catastrophe, and teaches the method of strengthening the body, so that they can live a long life. There is no family in this land that does not read How good is my Dalin Temple? When it comes to your mouth, it is a sin instead, and a devil is a devil, and even if you try to argue in every possible way, it will not change the essence of evil!"

"Everyone..." His voice suddenly rose again, and the trembling mountains responded, the birds flew into fright, and the beasts roared, "In order to subdue the great demon, and restore the world to the world, Dalin Temple is willing to feed the demon with its body Even if the mountain gate is overturned, even if thousands of disciples shed the last drop of blood, even if the inheritance of thousands of years is cut off, our Dalin Temple will fight the demon with blood. Also please Zhenwuzong, Chunyangzong, Lengyue Palace, The Divine Sword Villa, the Sun Moon Demon Sect, the Divine Fist Sect, and the powerhouses of the Northland, put aside past suspicions and destroy the demons together. I, Dalin Temple, will take the lead, and I ask all of you to help us, so that we can rectify the universe and restore peace to all generations."

"Kill!" He waved at Jiang Ming.

The stick monks who formed a large formation broke out to attack.

The shadows of sticks criss-crossed all over the sky, gathering together, as if triggering wind and thunder to descend, distorting the air and shaking the universe.

Let the spectators be shocked.

"This blow can easily kill a master at the peak!" Lu Yuan felt it very clearly, with serious brows.

He didn't understand why Jiang Ming put forward the conditions that the three Dalin Temple could never agree to, and he didn't understand why they had to form a large formation since they wanted to kill them?

Isn't this asking for trouble?

Jiang Ming was unmoved, just watched Zen Master Pudu exclaimed, and every word made him seem to have really become the great devil who destroyed the world.

In name completely into the abyss.

For the sake of exterminating the demons, for the sake of the overall situation, and for the sake of the world, they cleverly connected the powerful people from all sides. Even if the people from the Demon Sect appeared, even if the strong people from the Northland made a move, they would have an excuse.

It will not let the reputation of Dalin Temple continue to deteriorate.

At the same time, Zhengdao was also kidnapped: For the sake of justice in the world, you didn't act? Don't you dare to make a move!

"Jiang has learned the ability to spread a lotus flower with his tongue!"

With a cry of exclamation, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared, forming a revolving mask to resist the sky filled with stick shadows.

boom……

The Tai Chi mask trembled three times, twisted to the extreme, and finally shattered.

"I didn't comprehend the Yin-Yang artistic conception, after all, I missed too much." Jiang Ming frowned, and the next moment, the mask appeared again.

This time it spins faster.

There are even really two colors, one red and one white.

Red is hot, white is cold.

This is the intertwining of the artistic conception of fire and the artistic conception of water, which is the next best thing.

The shadows of the sticks continued, and there was a sound of explosions.

The mask kept breaking, but the attack just couldn't get close.

This scene shocked all the spectators.

Chan Master Pudu's complexion changed again and again, he knew better than anyone how terrifying the stick formation formed by more than a hundred monks was.

Grandmasters can be killed if trapped inside.

Can't completely break the opponent's defense now?

He has a feeling of unreality.

"Are you enlightened by fighting? Then you will be consumed!" Zen Master Pudu saw Jiang Ming's thoughts, and he flashed a ruthless look.

Jiang Ming realized Tao through battle.

Yin and Yang artistic conception is too difficult to comprehend.

"How does it feel more difficult to evolve with water and fire? Am I going the wrong way?"

Jiang Ming's unstoppable strength.

In the end, he shook his head and sighed: "It's because I'm too proud, I want to realize the Yin-Yang artistic conception at once."

"And the world here is too restrictive, there is no high-level guidance, and there is no higher-level interpretation, etc.!"

Jiang Ming suppressed the waves in his heart, and the mask shattered.

Fierce auras also rose from his body, the aura of pure yang, the meaning of Haoyang, the warmth of the early sun, the coolness of the scorching sun, the brightness of the scorching sun and so on.

Clang...

When the long sword came out of the body, true energy flowed out of it immediately, and it turned into fiery red, like a burning flame, blazing like a scorching sun.

In the fiery red, there are several similar but different dao rhymes, and then there is a 'bang' sound, and the flames on the long sword suddenly appear.

A sword cut across the sky, cutting off the shadows of sticks all over the sky.

"Nine powers of true meaning!" An old monk next to Abbot Pudu exclaimed in horror, his pupils shrinking to the size of a pinprick, "Chuyang, Shaoyang, Laoyang, Scorching Sun, Lieyang, Haoyang, Zhiyang, Sun , Chunyang?"

He is an old holy monk of Guangming, and he has seen a lot. Although he is not sure about several specific artistic concepts, he can immediately make a judgment based on the information he has obtained.

"You actually realized all the ultimate artistic conception contained in the Nine Suns Manual, how is it possible?"

"How can there be such monsters in the world!"

Guangming was in a mess.

"Jiuyang Artistic Conception?" Zen Master Pudu was astonished, his eyes turned red immediately, and he roared angrily, "Shoot, shoot, Blood Sacrifice Demon Formation, kill me!"

Nine suns and nine moods.

Just listening to it makes one's scalp tingle.

The key is that this guy seems to be still comprehending, if the nine yangs unite...

Chan Master Pudu couldn't help trembling.

Immediately issued an order.

One hundred and eight stick monks slapped their bodies, their faces flushed suddenly, but their aura not only did not decrease, but all of them rose sharply.

It has almost doubled, and all of them have touched the threshold of a master.

Thirty-six of them rose into the air and attacked from top to bottom.

The following seventy-two stick monks blocked all directions.

The stick shadows are layered and intertwined, covering all directions, and even the stick shadows can't be distinguished.

The power fluctuations that can be stored have shocked all the spectators.

With this blow, even the top of a mountain can be blown up.

Jiang Ming also showed a dignified expression.

"This is delicious!" One of his purposes for coming this time was to use the power of Dalin Temple to temper himself.

Yin and Yang cannot comprehend.

Then start with Yang first.

If the nine Yang moods are fused together, will the Yang mood be born?

This is his idea.

Raise your head, you can't see the sun or the sky, only the shadow of the stick is like a tide.

The surrounding air was oppressed and extremely thick.

"Finally feel the pressure!" Jiang Ming raised his brows, the long sword buzzed and cut across the sky.

As the long sword turned, flames rose, as if a sea of ​​flames had been burned out, enveloping the shadow of the stick from bottom to top.

The two forces are intertwined and constantly colliding.

In the end, the stick figure exploded, and all one hundred and eight monks flew out backwards.

It was also at this time that the two old monks shot suddenly, their movements were superb, like ghosts, they arrived around Jiang Ming whose sword light had just restrained in a flash.

It was completely unexpected.

One point to the center of the eyebrows, one palm to the back of the heart.

It's Monday, please support!