Chapter 669 Burning the Buddhist Kingdom

Chapter 669: Burning the Buddhist Kingdom (Third update)

The wrist bone was broken, Wu Qi cursed angrily, turned his wrist, and a stream of purple energy spurted out from his muscles, quickly repairing the broken bones as before. Moreover, Wu Qi was surprised to find that after the newly broken bones healed again, the texture of the bones at the wound became denser, and there was a faint trace of purple crystal light coming out.

Wu Qi nodded thoughtfully, and while he was distracted, the three vajra pestles had already struck him on his left shoulder, back of the heart, and waist. The sound of bones breaking sounded like fried beans, and Wu Qi howled in pain.

Now his body is extremely strong, and his bones are thousands of times harder than steel. It is because his bones are so strong that the pain when his bones break is even greater. Even Wu Qi couldn't bear the pain. The pain made his vision go black and he almost fainted. Fortunately, his current soul is extremely powerful. He has absorbed the soul power of more than 100 million evil spirits, and absorbed the power of one-third of the souls of all living souls in the Ten Thousand Immortals Star. His current soul has even surpassed the immortal souls of some golden immortals.

The powerful soul prevented Wu Qi from fainting no matter how much pain he endured, so he had to endure the unbearable pain 100% of the time. Sweat poured out in large drops, and Wu Qi's muscles, bone marrow, and blood continued to spurt out a large amount of purple energy, quickly repairing his broken bones. The newly repaired bones were at least 30% stronger than the newly broken bones. .

In just one breath, Wu Qi had just finished repairing that part of the skeleton, and a dozen vajra pestles were already whizzing down with a dull sound of breaking through the air. Under the blessing of the Buddha's power, these dragon-headed men, whose cultivation was far inferior to that of Wu Qi, exerted a terrifying power comparable to that of the Golden Immortal. The Buddhist power in the entire Buddhist country is surging, echoing these dragon-headed people. The huge power of faith of the tens of millions of devout believers turned into an indestructible torrent and injected it into the bodies of these dragon-headed people, urging them to transform into Buddhist angry-eyed Vajra and beat Wuqi violently.

Ao Buzun was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled. Hearing the sound of bones breaking from Wu Qi's body, Ao Buzun wanted to manifest his true form and teach these dragon-headed people a lesson. In Ao Buzun's view, abandoning the secret skills of the Dragon Clan and practicing the magical powers of Buddhism is deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, which is treason and unfilial! The dragons of the Dragon Clan can eat, drink, whore and gamble, kill people and set fire, plunder the world, use swords to go anywhere in the world, dig up the corpses and souls of their ancestors in their tombs, and make them red in the sunset. Let them exert their last remaining energy for the prosperity of the Dragon Clan.

But instead of practicing the kung fu of the Dragon Clan, they instead practice the magical powers of the Buddhist Bald Donkey. This, this, these dragon-headed people have given up on their Dragon Clan identity! This is something Ao Buzun will never tolerate, and he wants to teach him a lesson. . . No, he wants to kill these dragon-headed people, and then kill all the bald donkeys who control them behind the scenes, and turn all their female relatives into his netg companions.

Dark light erupted from Ao Buzun's body, and Ao Buzun was about to take action in anger, but Wu Qi held down Ao Buzun's body and sent a message to prevent him from moving.

More than a dozen vajra pestles hit Wu Qi’s body.

More than a dozen of his bones were broken, and there were shattered bones in several places. However, under the constant nourishment of purple energy, Wu Qi's bones were broken and reconnected, shattered and re-condensed into shape. The new bones were several times stronger than the original bones, and were dozens of times faster than his own cultivation. more than. Now Wu Qi has reached a bottleneck period. If he wants to make the slightest progress, he needs to expend a lot of effort. With such a convenient way to increase his strength, how can he let Ao Buzun mess up the situation?

Holding back the pain, Wu Qi stretched out his hands and arms and cursed loudly at the Buddha. From Duobao Zizi Buddha's mother and father, to his grandchildren, to his master and his wife, Wu Qi cursed everyone with the most vicious words. The words were so vicious and obscene that these dragon-headed people who guarded the Buddhist country and rarely went out for thousands of years just exploded like bombs.

Without worrying about whether Duobao Zizi Buddha would have a master wife, three hundred dragon-headed men surrounded Wu Qi in the center with howling, and they raised their vajra pestles and beat them violently. These dragon-headed men were furious. They didn't say any empty words like "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless and we can finally find a way back", nor did they say any professional slogans like "Buddha is destined to be saved". They just surrounded Wu Qi and beat him.

Wu Qi's finger bones were crushed, wrist bones were crushed, arm bones were crushed, shoulder blades were crushed, ribs were crushed, neck bones were crushed, spine bones were crushed, skull bones were crushed, pelvic bones were crushed, thigh bones were crushed, knees were crushed, thigh bones were crushed, ankles were crushed, and the soles of the feet were crushed. Bones shattered, toe bones shattered.

However, a large amount of purple energy surged out of his muscles, blood, bone marrow, and meridians. Under the nourishment of purple energy, his bones were repaired immediately in just one breath, and their hardness and flexibility were improved. A huge improvement.

At first, the Vajra pestle hit Wu Qi's body, and there was a "pop" sound of steel hitting dried tofu. Then there was a "bang bang" sound of steel hitting a tree trunk, and then there was a "dong-dong" sound of steel hitting rocks. An hour later, the vajra struck Wu Qi, and the sound of steel colliding with steel was heard.

At first, these dragon-headed men tried their best to bombard Wu Qi, and Wu Qi's body was knocked away for more than ten feet, and then he was hit by another Vajra and flew elsewhere. But as the sound of Wu Qi's bones breaking changed, the distance his body flew became shorter and shorter every time he was struck. When Wu Qi's bones collided with the vajra, making a roar of gold and iron, Wu Qi could already stand firmly in a lotus flower, stretched out his hands and put aside his legs, allowing these dragon-headed men to attack at will.

Wu Qi stood there like a mountain, and the three hundred vajra pestles brought out dazzling golden light and hit him one after another, but they only made his body stagger, and he would never fly out like before. Each blow could still crack his bones into countless lines, but it could no longer break his bones, and it could no longer shatter his bones.

Millions of great monks formed a circular formation in the distance. These great monks looked at Wu Qi in horror, wondering where this monster came from. He is so strong, he can withstand the violent beatings of the three hundred and eight heavenly dragons guarding this Buddhist kingdom.

Time passed by minute by second, and gradually two more hours passed. The three hundred dragon-headed people were already panting and dripping with sweat. They finally realized that something was wrong. Every time they struck, Wu Qi's body could not move. Instead, their own palms were sore and swollen with severe pain. Sparks were flying on the Vajra, and every time they struck the Vajra, they felt that something was wrong. They were all bounced high, but Wu Qi's body only shook slightly, and the sound of Wu Qi's bones breaking could no longer be heard.

One of the tallest dragon-headed men raised his head to the sky and let out an angry dragon's yin. He roared: "The demonic flames are rising, and the Buddha's Dharma is boundless! Please invite the Buddha Duobao to send down the boundless power of Buddha to subjugate demons and eliminate demons! Our Buddha is merciful and universal. You monster!"

Following the long roar of the dragon-headed man, the millions of great monks sat cross-legged in the void at the same time. They dropped their white Zen staffs, clasped their hands together and chanted Buddhist scriptures in unison. A large number of monks wearing cassocks flew up from the countless temples on the mountain. Tens of thousands of entrances suddenly opened on the mountain, and countless devout believers wearing monk robes walked out of them.

A total of more than 30 million believers chanted Buddhist scriptures at the same time, and a large amount of faith soared into the sky. Ninety percent of the power of faith was sucked away by one hundred and eight white siphons in the air, and the remaining 10% of the power of faith was shot from the air and injected into the bodies of the three hundred dragon-headed people. The several-foot-high bodies of these dragon-headed people gradually compressed, and their skin became as golden as if cast from pure gold. When their bodies were compressed to the same height as ordinary people, they also shrunk a lot while waving, but the light became more dazzling, and the Vajra, which had been covered with a layer of pale golden flames, rushed towards Wu Qi.

The three hundred people were divided into more than thirty teams, and they circled around Wu Qi like a windmill. They turned around Wu Qi's body, and the vajra pestle brought a large bright light and hit Wu Qi's body. The sound like steel striking wood sounded again, and Wu Qi's bones, muscles, and tendons were once again shattered inch by inch under the vajra.

More severe pain came, Wu Qi roared and stood motionless on the spot, the huge hún chaos aura in his body rotated rapidly, and quickly assimilated with the purple energy ejected from his muscles. Every ten pieces of hún chaos aura could be assimilated into A portion of purple energy. Thick purple energy filled his body, Wu Qi chuckled strangely, and opened his mouth to devour the Buddha's power around him.

Not only the Buddha's power, Wu Qi even competed with the dragon-headed people around him for the power of faith pouring from the void.

The Qixuan Spirit Ascension Technique specializes in hún chaos aura. With the characteristics of hún chaos aura, any power and any substantial existence can be swallowed and absorbed by hún chaos aura. A world of mustard seeds has formed in Wu Qi's body. His ability to absorb and plunder spiritual energy is ten thousand times more powerful than the dragon-headed people around him? Under Wu Qi's struggle, the power of Buddhism and faith in the Buddhist kingdom gradually turned into a huge golden vortex with Wu Qi as the core, and was quickly injected into Wu Qi's body. After being catalyzed by the mustard world, it turned into pure hún chaos. The spiritual energy circulated throughout the body, and then quickly assimilated into purple energy and surged towards the injured parts of Wu Qi's body.

Smash, fix, smash again, fix again.

Wu Qi moaned in pain, but also moaned in pleasure. With the cooperation of these three hundred dedicated leaders, Wu Qi's physical strength has once again been greatly improved. Breaking the road with strength and breaking the bottleneck with brute force, Wu Qi's eyes gradually revealed a bright light that made people dare not look directly at him. His strength increased day by day, and a large bright light appeared in front of his eyes.

Under the guidance of the mysterious formulas in the Seven Mysterious Soul Ascension Techniques, the techniques such as Da Feng Song, Xuan Yin Sutra Commentary, Purgatory Demon Sutra, Heaven and Earth True Body Technique, and Dragon Transformation Sutra turned into torrents and quickly flowed through Wu Qi's heart.

The large bright light in front of him quickly expanded, and Wu Qi felt that his whole body was enveloped in an incredible bright light. The strong light shot out from his body, spraying out through every hole in his body, and large pieces of dead skin came out from his body. The body surface fell off, and a large cloud of dirty black smoke came out of his head. In the smelly black smoke, there was a faint hint of strange fragrance flowing.

With a weird chuckle, Wu Qi suddenly laughed loudly and said, "I am indeed destined to be a Buddhist!"

Amidst the wild laughter, the black ink-like Burning Sky Divine Flame spurted out from Wu Qi's eyes, like two ferocious poisonous dragons rising into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they burned through the void and burned out in the sky of this Buddhist country. A large hole with a diameter of more than a thousand miles was created.

Faint light from the sky came from the outside world, and Wu Qi, who was about to make great progress, burned through the space barrier of the Buddhist kingdom in one fell swoop.