"This is... 'Immortal Golden Body'?" Luo Yu asked in a deep voice, looking at the clay-sculpted gods and Buddhas who were worshipped in the temple, with a dark and golden old man all over his body.

"No." The old man still replied slowly: "This is the 'Bodhidharma Golden Body'!"

After saying that, the old man ignored Luo Yu's attitude, sighed quietly, raised his hand up, and under Luo Yu's horrified gaze, the originally loose robe rushed out and suddenly expanded. From the skin of the old man's dry claws, the blue veins of blood vessels raised little by little, gradually flowing out a blood-colored filling.

With a series of crisp sounds of the bones, this hunched hunchback, which seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, expanded to a height of 1.8 meters. Although it was still old, its body was straight, its upper body burst inched inch, and its steel-like muscles were exposed under its inner shirt. What shocked Luo Yu even more was that as he breathed, it was like the rushing sound of a surging river.

This is the blood that is strong to the limit, and the blood in the body is coagulated like mercury, flowing heavily with breathing!

In reality, there is naturally no so-called invincible time for transformation. In the three or four seconds of the old man's reincarnation, Luo Yu had already slashed dozens of slashes in succession, but he could only sound the clear sound of "clang" like a string of a pluck. The magic sword that cuts iron like mud can only scrape out white seals under this so-called "Bodhidharma golden body"!

"It's been a long time since I used this 'rejuvenation technique'..." Fu Bo, who turned into a tall and magnificent posture like a lion, burst into laughter, suddenly grabbed the void in his hand, pulled out a dark golden spear out of thin air, and suddenly stabbed it in front of him.

The spear sprinted, blowing the air suddenly with a muffled sound like a thunderous sound. The faint golden flame wrapped around the tip of the spear and popped out a little, vaguely flowing out a three-legged bird illusion, making a series of sharp hissings!

"Did anyone tell you?" Luo Yu was prepared to jump, and used his sword body to slant to resist the stabbing. The bright golden spear tip and narrow sword blade scraped out a series of splashing sparks. Luo Yu snorted coldly and shouted angrily:

"Your hypocritical face is so annoying!"

"I don't know if I live or die..." Uncle Fu's face turned cold, and the tip of his gun shook and turned. The next moment, Luo Yu felt a trembling hand, and in a blink of an eye, he was stabbed dozens of times at the same time. A continuous and crisp sound of "ding ding ding ding ding" suddenly sounded in the air.

The old man swung his long white braids two meters long, and suddenly blew up, and the golden spear poked out like a dragon, instantly embellishing countless stars in the sunroom. The sharp spear tips turned into endless golden flame waves with sharp energy, and rushed towards Luo Yu.

This kind of gun technique that has been tempered and performed by the mystery of true qi is no longer a martial art in the world. With the rolling heat waves, Luo Yu almost thought that a sun was hitting towards him. The endless power was turbulent, gathering into a terrifying force. Even though he tried his best to hold the sharp sword in his hand, his body still had a severe pain and flew out.

Under the collapsed wall, a figure barely stood up.

"Ahem..." Luo Yu stood up with a sword, shaking and stood up. Blood flowed all over his body, and countless tiny holes were covered with. In less than a minute of stalemate, he was already full of holes. What made him even more regretful was the sword in his hand.

After all, "The Front of Lothar" is just a copy created by the dwarf according to the legend of "Hero Lothar assassinating the Demigod Mage". In essence, it is an assassination magic prop as an "invisible" and is not a tough magic weapon used for battlefield collisions. Even though it is of extraordinary quality, it has reached its limit in the hundreds of collisions just now. Countless cracks appeared on the sword body, but it barely remained on the "curing" spell that was originally blessed. If used in this way, it would probably completely shatter.

"What kind of monster are you?" Even more surprised than him was the old man opposite. In his eyes, the young man's sword skills were only good, but his body was as tough as diamond iron stone. Even if he used the magic weapon "Black Golden Spear" to inject true energy, every time he pierced and pulled it out, it felt like he was trapped in a quagmire.

What's even more strange is that even though the whole body was pierced and the cheeks were covered with thin blood holes, Luo Yu's body healed at an extremely fast speed during his breathing. Except for his ragged clothes, he could hardly see any injuries.

You should know that for countless "undead" creatures in the endless plane, the old man was soaked in the gun toxins that inhibit self-healing, and the accompanying energy could be like a maggot in the tarsal bone, hindering the healing of the wound. However, these methods seemed to be ineffective in front of Luo Yu and did not play a tiny role.

"Hmph." Luo Yu didn't explain. Although this unpredictable gun technique of ghosts and gods is terrifying, the real damage it caused to him was minimal. The scorching true energy in the mat was absorbed by the rotation. It was even more because of the experience of dying and living, and the "Tian Silkworm" had been pushed to the third level. Although the effect of blessing against enemies was better than nothing, the unique true energy flowed around the body and turned into countless silks to wander. While accelerating the healing of the wound, it easily dispelled the external true energy. The legacy of the veteran before his death was melted away by the silk.

He looked at the old man who was ready to go, his heart moved, he snorted coldly and put away his sword, jumped away, and jumped out of the wall that had just collapsed, saying:

"This place is too small... I can't use it, so I have the will to chase me!"

"Want to run?" Uncle Fu was stunned and shook his body. He was about to catch up with him, but with a "boom", the wall where Luo Yu retreated suddenly collapsed for a second time, and half of the bricks, stones and gravel in the entire villa was blocked into a ball.

Ruo was his mysterious skill and extraordinary body skills. He could not help but slow down from the rocks that almost buried him.

It was this slow step that made him see the first scene when he went out, that Luo Yu stepped onto a huge purple-green motorcycle and roared away.

"Hmph... I really think that I can run away like this?" Uncle Fu sneered, took out a strange red card from his hand, and with a long "near", it was similar to the dark horse that was controlled by the female knight, but even more majestic and high-spirited, and the blood-red giant horsefish jumped out.

The old man turned on the horse, like an ancient veteran, united the man and horse, turned into a red lightning bolt, and rushed over with the shadow of the motorcycle from afar.

A cart and a horse, the competition between modern technology and ancient horsepower is actually better than the horse with four hooves.

After all, "Fear Handguard" is a technology product that requires skills. It is really a pearl in a bad driver like Luo Yu, and he cannot exert his wild speed. With his driving skills, he dare not reach the maximum speed, so as not to cause a ridiculous situation where he is not dead in the hands of the enemy but is hit and killed by himself.

Fortunately, this street is quite remote. Occasionally, zombies are alarmed, and there is no time to form a surround. These hidden corpse monsters have just poked their heads out and can only look at two shadows that have raised smoke and dust to eat ashes. Even the occasional zombies blocking the road are scattered and are knocked into meat sauce by Luo Yu without hesitation.

After all, the speed of the two sides was just a line of difference. What made the old man behind him anxious was that whenever he was about to fight for horses and when Luo Yu arrived, the motorcycle would flash with a bright light, turning on the "explosive bean" effect, and narrowly opened up a distance.

The two chased and fled, and leaped continuously, and unknowingly came to a field in the suburbs. Luo Yu felt a move in his heart, but he got up and jumped away, put away the motorcycle, and turned to face the old man who was chasing him all the way.

"Hmph." Uncle Fu was not in a hurry to turn thousands of horses, and turned around in place, looking at the scenery of the world. There were endless rice fields surrounded by them. A few crows vaguely passed the sunset and lost their master's care. There were only a few dolls with lonely straw bales, still standing tenaciously in the field.

"You have chosen a good place to bury!" After sensing the inner breath, after confirming that there was no other person's breath around, the old man sneered.

Luo Yu, who was facing him at Yaoyao, shook his head without saying a word, flipped his palm and pushed forward slowly.

As the force field was shaped, countless airflows gathered and entangled from all directions in front of Luo Yu's palm, and finally turned into an invisible giant palm with his movements, which ran forward like a mosquito.

This giant palm made of force field is a little different from what Luo Yu used to do. A round golden light was soaked from the inside to the outside, and the palm lines were exposed. Although it lost its invisible and formless characteristics, its violent and heavy momentum had not only expanded ten times!

"Tathagata's Divine Palm?" As a Chinese and a warrior, Fu Bo's face changed. He was willing to spend his time practicing step by step like an ascetic monk. He naturally had a fanatical love for martial arts, and had a lot of imagination about this peerless palm technique known as the magical martial arts.

But it is definitely not like this scene... as an enemy who tests his hands!

"No!" He sank in his heart and suddenly realized, "With this kid's meager true energy, not the internal power of Buddhism, how could he activate this peerless god-level palm technique?"

"And... if it was the Tathagata's magic palm, how could I not feel a trace of martial arts will?" Unfortunately, when this martial artist faced the goal he had longed for throughout his life, his mind was inevitably shocked, and he was finally half a beat slower. Moreover, although this roaring palm power was not the authentic Tathagata's palm technique, it also carried a trace of mellow Buddhist pressure.

With the infinite wisdom of Prajna, practice the path of wrath of Vajra. Vajra is in front and Prajna is behind, only hard, only fierce, only pure, this is the "Vajra Prajna Palm"!

This palm technique, which comes from Jin Yong's novel "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", is only bronze, but it was created by Bodhidharma, which has a Vajra meaning, but because it is simply an external palm power and lacks internal strength, it is difficult to achieve the way of yin and yang matching.

But it is precisely because it is a "outer magical skill" that rarely involves the flow of internal energy, which makes Luo Yu's force field simulate a seven or eight-point appearance, which is more in line with other advanced martial arts such as "mian Palm" and "bone-transforming palm"!

The most important thing is that the "Pseudo-Tathagata's Divine Palm" used by this martial arts finally made up for the final defect of the force field wall. The technique of palm pressing was originally just a hundred times the size increased, and a surging and sticky pressure formed, which forced the old man to escape and could not avoid it, so he could only roar and take it forward! (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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