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Chapter 95 The Power of Magical Powers

The bamboo forest is green, with tall bamboos densely spreading within the line of sight. No matter how far the line of sight extends, it is covered by green bamboos.

The fat monk walked leisurely and comfortably in the quiet bamboo forest, his fat belly swaying up and down, with a very rhythmic rhythm.

"Hehe! I guess he hates me to death. There is no way, who told me to be a good person!"

The fat monk whistled and walked through the rows of bamboo forests in a coquettish manner. Huge gourds hung around his waist, the scorching sun over his head, and dazzling beams of light radiated on the cool bamboo leaves.

From afar, the fat monk saw Mo Bei carrying a huge rock, staring at the gorgeous clouds in the sky motionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Judging from his appearance, his little face was blushing, his mouth was smiling silly, looking like he was thinking of spring.

"Yeah, this guy is not interested in any girl! Look at his virtues as if he didn't see the girl's aisle!"

The fat monk raised his head and said quietly. In his opinion, this little guy is still intent on distracting, because his cultivation is not strong enough! Hehe!

The fat monk thought in a dark mind, and suddenly became energetic, with a shameful smile on his face, and he casually hung the wrapped roast chicken in his hand on the bamboo branch beside him.

The roast chicken was hung on it, and the bamboo branches trembled up and down, and more than a dozen bamboo leaves covered half of the fat monk's body.

"Swishy"

The fat monk came over and kicked the pile of rocks casually. He saw a huge rock worth thousands of pounds shocked by him. He raised his hand and held it up.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

The ground was shaken, and the fat monk walked over, his face looked like the Buddha's smile and kind.

"Well!"

Mo Bei noticed the slight vibration of the ground, and his eyes were withdrawn from the horizon. He glanced at the back and found that the fat monk came over with a huge rock in one hand. His calm face turned dark in an instant.

"Damn it, come on, this monk is full of bad water. I won't stop if I don't torture you. You are so kind of bear. You really think that you are the master who is being controlled by you at will!"

Mo Bei had a dark face and stomped his feet in anger. If he had not controlled his strength, he would have lost half his life in one go.

"This bastard, I've fought with you today."

Mo Bei's seven orifices were full of fire. As he watched the fat monk walk up step by step with a smile, his pores stood up in anger.

"Hey hey hey, the monk...you...you...you don't come over, I'll call someone if I come over again."

Mo Bei pretended to be afraid and walked forward several meters to avoid it.

"Well"

The fat monk was stunned and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. When did this guy become so powerful? He ran even more like a rabbit with a stone on his back.

"Yeah, that's OK!"

The fat monk was stunned, squinted his eyes and smiled shamefully.

"I have such a high talent for cultivation, hehe, I will feel at ease."

The fat monk's eyes lit up. What a great opportunity. He was able to drag the stones away in just a while. This could increase the intensity of his cultivation!

Mo Bei was gasping heavily, and Youliang's eyes gradually became darker, and he sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Swishy"

The distance between the two was infinitely closer. Mo Bei clenched his white fists and was nervously waiting for the opportunity to take action.

When the fat monk was a few steps away from him, Mo Bei smiled brilliantly.

"Haha, it's just right." Mo Bei sneered.

In an instant, he used his backhand to copy, touched the bottom of the boulder at an extremely fast speed, and pushed it out with a loud bang.

At this time, his veins were rushing with bright rays of light. The huge rock was shaken up during his breathing. Mo Bei subconsciously sneered and pushed the violent force horizontally.

"Boom"

The huge stone was crossed by Mo Bei like a mountain. The true power rushed on it, and afterimages were drawn. Even the air was filled with air, and a series of riots were heard. The entire bamboo forest was swept by a huge fanatical wind.

Hurry!

Mo Bei threw out the huge rock, lightened his body, and he moved his huge force. He stomped on the ground and bounced a few times, then stepped on the dense bamboo body and stroked the fat monk's head.

This moment was suddenly, and the fat monk was stunned. Seeing the huge rock hitting his belly, he was so scared that his crotch tightened, and he shivered for a moment, and quickly shaked the thousand-pound huge rock in his hand.

"boom"

The air waves rolled, the huge rocks collided, and the sky was filled with stone chips that were thrown into the bamboo forest like hidden weapons.

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish"

Many thick bamboos were penetrated in an instant, and they wanted to steam the air. The fat monk was so scared that his face turned pale and ran with his fat butt sticking out his fat butt.

"Little bastard, you're so cruel!"

The fat monk's body was red and swollen. In a very short time, a few big red bags bulged on his forehead.

"hehe!"

Mo Bei sneered, and a few bounces passed over his head, and a magic wand in his hand swung, and two extremely refined fireballs rushed over.

The fireball technique used this time is different from the past, with greater force. The two fireballs rippled out a series of afterimages, as if even the air around them was ignited.

"Um!"

The fat monk calmed down and learned about the two fireballs above his head.

"Wow!"

A terrifying scene appeared, and the fat monk's fat body turned over, and his right palm turned into a huge dead branch and spread over.

That was so terrible. The dead branches all over the sky came over the valley. That ability was the unique magical power of the great magician.

It is a kind of magical power that can transform into thousands of bodies. According to legend, this magical power can transform into all things and even reach the legendary power that leads to gods.

This is a great magical power.

Mo Bei's nose trembled for a moment, his eyes were indifferent, and his magic boots fluttered out four gray-blue wings, and crossed the rows of bamboo forests.

"Squeak"

The dead branches in the sky wrapped around the black fireball. The fat monk moved, and the dead branches pressed down. The black fireball was crushed out of thin air and turned into a cloud of black paint and drifted away.

"Hehe, you are very brave! Hit me."

The fat monk's right hand changed to its original appearance again, and he held the five palms flexibly.

"Thorny"

The arm changed into a thick vine, shuttled through the bamboo forest at an extremely fast speed, and wrapped around Mo Bei.

"Damn, what level has this bastard practiced to the point where he has practiced his physical skills? And with such an operation, his arm can change vines. What the hell is that?"

Mo Bei was so shocked that he almost pissed his pants. This was the real power of the great magician. Although the fat monk only used a little, his power was terrifying and it was terrifying.

"Huh"

Mo Bei's scalp was numb, and the magic wand in his hand was swung, and a huge sword light shot out from the magic wand.

In desperation, he used the flame sword, and a sword light of more than ten feet hit the sky, and countless bamboos were broken by the air waves, and they wanted to shoot them around.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the huge sword light slashed in the air, slashing towards the huge vines.

This time Mo Bei was ruthless and directly condensed the blade of the flame knife into a black lacquer, covering the power of black flames, and was determined to give the fat monk a fierce look, so that people would look down on him.
Chapter completed!
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