Calamity Crown

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One of the secrets of the 'Dalin Temple', it is even more powerful after being integrated into the 'Secret Martial Arts'.

Badar did not dodge or evade, and the Mahamudra counterattacked.

boom!

The old monk swayed and took a step back.

Badal flew out, but immediately flew back again, another slap.

But at this time, the old monk did not fight back immediately.

The Mount Sumeru Palm is powerful, but it takes a very long time to recover energy. Even if it is integrated into the 'secret martial arts', it no longer needs zama luck to strike with one palm, but the recovery time is prolonged.

Seeing the Mahamudra arrived.

The old monk was not in a hurry, and continued to recover his luck.

Because there are people around him.

The black and white Tai Chi diagrams reappeared, the energy of the old Taoist entangled Badal, and then one after another Tai Chi diagrams appeared, long and flat in various shapes.

And the old monk who had recovered his breath struck out again.

The tacit understanding cultivated for decades has made the two of them connected.

Immediately, Badal was put at a disadvantage.

Depending on the situation, winning is only a matter of time.

And at this moment, Goethe's cell phone rang.

Yes--

Zhao Shan.

"Hello, Brother Zhao."

Goethe greeted with a smile.

"Have you received my brother's gift?"

Zhao Shan was also polite.

"Got it, it's just a little ugly."

Goethe commented on Badal's appearance very pertinently.

Judging from the skeleton, Badal must have looked as mighty as a king kong when he was alive, but after losing the skin and flesh, only a skeleton remains.

From a psychological and physical point of view.

None of this is pretty.

"It's okay to be ugly, as long as it's useful."

"It's something that has been carefully cultivated for my brother for 30 years. Have you seen that mouse?"

"It's an introduction."

"It was brought out to move."

"It should be playing happily now, right?"

Zhao Shan once again 'prophet'.

However, Goethe heard the sound of vomiting blood.

"Brother Zhao, you must pay attention to your body. If you vomit too much blood, you will easily die early."

Goethe said with great concern.

"it's okay no problem."

"The main thing is to let you have fun, brother. It should be almost active, so I'm ready to start the official game-brother, enjoy it. If you can pass this level, give up for brother. If you want to kill it It's up to you."

With that said, the phone hung up.

It was at this time that the old monk and the old Taoist finally discovered where Badal's strange feeling came from.

"Dragon Qi!"

"It's Dragon Qi!"

"It's no wonder that the former dynasty collapsed so quickly in the end. Badar actually absorbed the dragon's energy into his body, and he is not afraid of the backlash... No, you are already dead. You are indeed not afraid, but you will probably be gone in the next life!" The old Taoist looked surprised. , Then the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said: "No wonder you have to be dug out by that guy Zhao Shan after you die. I'm afraid he hates you to the bone."

"Thinking about it now, what happened back then was really strange. I was able to be so stupid that I thought it was those big figures who played with fire and set themselves on fire. I didn't expect that there was a national teacher's handwriting. This is really... really..."

The old monk wanted to comment a few words, but he didn't know what to say.

"The old bald donkey is trouble."

"It's not a good thing anyway."

"You attack on the left, I attack on the right."

"Break this old bone!"

The old Taoist is simply much more straightforward.

However, this time the attack did not work.

Because Badar flew away.

At a faster speed than before, he flew to the other side, and then sat down cross-legged like this, with the prayer wheel in his hand inserted on the lawn, and his hands clasped together.

In an instant, a sense of majesty of the treasure came from the skeleton.

But his face was still grim.

The extreme contrast made the old monks and Taoist priests stop.

Then, they saw an unforgettable scene in this life.

Rats, hares, hedgehogs and other small wild animals came out of nowhere, and ran towards Badal like this, prostrating in front of Badal one by one, like devout believers.

Tens, hundreds, thousands.

densely packed.

then!

These small wild animals such as mice, hares, and hedgehogs have become 'human beings'.

Someone exactly like Badar.

Half-skeletal, they knelt there, chanting prayers in low voices.

When one person recites sutras, it is only vaguely present.

When thousands of people chant sutras, it is really like thunder.

Amid the thunder, Badar flew up again.

Flying higher and higher, the body is getting bigger and bigger.

The skeletal appearance has also become blue-faced and fangs, but it is full of golden light.

Under the golden light, the Badals kneeling on the ground flew up.

They flew into every inch of light.

They seem to have stepped into the kingdom of Buddha.

They have achieved their fulfillment.

Badal's body swelled again, a bloody head grew on the left, a black head grew on the right, and a human-like skull still grew on the back, with twelve arms extending from each part of the body. The director came out, holding a vajra pestle, vajra prong, vajra sword, prayer wheel, hair wheel, bodhi leaf, etc. on each arm.

When everything stopped, Badar had already covered the sky.

From the perspective of old monks and Taoist priests, the whole sky is Badal.

Just like the gods and Buddhas in real myths.

It's going to kill the whole green vine.

It wants everyone in Luteng City to become its believers.

It's going to live another life.

Suo Ming mantra blurted out in a more special way.

But it was interrupted by the old Taoist's shout.

"Stealing incense with dragon energy is really crooked, no wonder you are neither fish nor fowl."

The old Taoist said, snorted coldly, and drew out his sword.

He is ready to fight to the death.

The old monk carefully took off his coat.

Friends fight to the death, how can he retreat?

Although he really wants to quit.

But at this moment, Goethe's [heart] moved.

next moment--

"【Summon the Beast of Desire】!"

Chapter 86 Malicious!

The seven emotions and six desires fascinate the world.

Flesh and white bones make the wat turbid.

Mess around, lake lane.

Hahaha.

When Goethe chose [Summon], such laughter rang in his ears. The laughter fluctuated up and down, a bit confusing, and there was a... school in front of him.

Not his academy.

It's his school.

School in my hometown.

He tried his best to get into the Imperial University, and found out that the natives of the Imperial City only needed two-thirds of him to enter the Imperial University at will. At that time, he fell into confusion.

Not just self-doubt.

And doubts about the world.

He found that he and his roommate were people from two worlds.

He works and studies.

His roommate is a local aborigine, and the family has four suites. His father leads his mother to run a business. His biggest dream is freedom, and he wants to see all over the world.

he?

Hope to work part-time to pay for tuition.

Then?

His roommate jumped off the building.

Because of love.

He and the other two were admitted to the graduate school... Well, the first year of the freshman year.

This is another time when his three views were impacted.

Shouldn't it be hard work and hard work?

Why is it someone else's life?

He refused another roommate's dinner to celebrate the Baoyan, and walked to the roof of the building where his roommate jumped off with confusion, feeling the wind blowing.

This time, too.

Unknowingly, he reached the top of the building.