socalfunplaces Chapter 806
Chapter 806
"Boom!"
Luo Fanchen was forced back by the sudden three golden Buddha lights.
The whole audience was surprised and looked closely.
Three golden irregular oval spheres protected the little monk, emitting a powerful aura, pure Buddha light, and blessing power.
"What is this?"
"Soul bone?"
"Bullshit, whose soul bone can be released?"
King Tianwu and other clan leaders also showed unexpected curiosity.
The little monk smiled bitterly and sighed at Luo Fanchen in the air:
"Amitabha!"
"Lord Luo, I have never been defeated by anyone in my life. I didn't expect that you would beat out the relics today. In terms of your own strength, you are better than me!"
"These three relics are left by the divine monk. The power inside them cannot be unsealed and released, but I can still release the pressure of the great Buddhist power by borrowing some power."
Everyone grabbed their hair and was going crazy.
"Damn, is this guy Duobao Tongzi?"
"Too perverted, is he emptying the Nalanda Temple?"
"If it were someone else, he would have been repeatedly rubbed dozens of times, how did Luo Fanchen hold on until now?"
"Wait!"
The audience realized that before this, no matter what trump card the little monk played, Luo Fanchen was able to handle it with ease!
Who is the terrifying one...
Everyone looked at Luo Fanchen, thinking that he would be afraid, but he was not afraid, and was more excited as always, and said with interest:
"Try it."
The little monk sighed,
Until now, he was arrogant and introverted,
He was already impressed by the young mainlander who was younger than him.
"Forget it, the little monk has lost his face today."
"Three Buddha Relics·Sealing the Mountain and the Sea!"
He spoke the truth, and the three golden relics burst out with a powerful aura, and the finished product was connected into a mountain and sea sealing talisman, breaking through the void and suppressing it.
It was accompanied by the pressure of the Buddhist spirit of a super high status, wanting to convert people.
The elder who rewards good and punishes evil has already released a powerful extraordinary soul power, and has attracted the power of space to form a transparent barrier, blocking all sides of the arena, and his old face was moved.
Before the competition started, the two felt that it was a bit of a waste to ask the two elders to be referees, and it would be better to just catch an extraordinary person.
As a result, at this moment, they couldn't help but shout in their hearts,
The Pope is wise!
Otherwise, he is the Pope, or he is far-sighted! ! !
The little monk gritted his teeth, his body was shaky, his whole body was burning with golden flames, he was willing to sacrifice his own life to get the three relics, he would win at all costs today, for the sake of his master!
This is his last trump card, the other party must have used up all the trump cards this time,
I will definitely win! ! ! !
Facing the terrifying mountain and sea seal formed by the three relics, Luo Fanchen's eyes were extremely deep, the silver lines between his eyebrows bloomed with brilliant divine light, the double holy dragon armor was pushed to the extreme, and he raised the Jiuxiao God Killing Spear. In an instant, the dragon roared, the ancestor dragon martial spirit turned into a silver real dragon and soared up to the ninth heaven, and two phoenix true spirits broke through the air, flying and dancing.
"What is he going to do!"
"This..."
Yang Xiruo only felt that it was familiar, but different, stronger, his fingers trembled, and his blood was full of fighting spirit.
The real dragon and phoenix swooped down and all of them were immersed in the Nine Heavens God-killing Spear. In an instant, the pitch-black divine spear shone with dragon and phoenix divine patterns, and the void was about to collapse.
"What kind of spear technique is this!!"
"Self-spirit fusion technique?"
Amid the exclamation, Luo Fanchen had already spread his light and dark dragon wings above the sky, and fired a spear, condensing all the spear techniques he had comprehended at the moment,
The body and mind were in harmony, and the strength was in the arms,
Like a martial arts spear god, he burst out with endless fierce power, and the spear tip blasted towards the mountain and sea ban, and the dragon and phoenix roared.
The sky seemed to form a special spear art conception, outlining a special picture. Everyone in the dark seemed to hear the sound of the conception, their eyes were wide open, and their spirits sank.
"The wind shakes the leaves and the sky is full of frost,"
"Winter is silent, spring sleeps by the river,"
"The gun energy soars to the sky and travels through my heart,"
"One gun sweeps across the sky--"
"Eight thousand miles!"
"Boom--"
The gun light tears through the sky, becoming the only color on the stage,
The mountain and sea seal released by the three relics only lasted for a moment before it fell apart, Di Chenyao's pupils suddenly contracted, blood gushed out, and an incredible cry came out:
"Impossible!"
The three relics flew back, tightly protecting the little monk's body. Luo Fanchen came like a demon, the gun tip pointed at the relics, the momentum was like a deep abyss, facing the little monk's panicked and frightened eyes.
"Di Chenyao, you lose!"
"Break--"
"No!!"
WithAs the little monk roared unwillingly, the three relics and his body were smashed out of the ring together, and his bones crackled and shattered, shooting out like a meteor, completely defeated, and fell heavily on the ground.
Falling far away from the huge statue inserted into the soil.
Yang Xiruo bit her red lips tightly, bleeding, and her beautiful eyes were full of enthusiasm for the gun. The sickly beauty was hit again and turned into a martial arts madman.
The whole place was silent,
Including every corner of the four major military regions, there was no sound, and everyone's eyes were full of incredible shock.
At this moment, countless pairs of eyes were focused on the only young man standing on the ring, and the domineering killing gun light that lingered for a long time.
"Champion..."
"A sixth-level soul emperor fought his way out of the eight-level monsters and won the championship???"
"Such a monster-like little monk actually lost? Lost completely, lost without suspense?"
Who dares to question the quality of this final,
Who dares to question the level of this champion,
How perverted is Di Chenyao from Nalanda Temple.
"Look, what is that!"
A cry of surprise suddenly sounded,
I saw that Luo Fanchen had already slowly put away his gun, his eyes were calm, as if he was not surprised at all to win the championship, and the place where Di Chenyao was blasted away before, the raging gun energy actually outlined four rows of dragons and phoenixes in the void.
"The top of the Qinglei hangs in the clouds,"
"The Buddha light of the mountains and seas rises with the wind."
"The dragon and the phoenix rise to the sky,"
"The gun kills Chenyao's three-life fruit."
Yang Jinghong was the first to shiver and was the first to be wet!
Sect leaders like Lin Dingtian, players like Long Youwei, and countless soldiers all opened their mouths in astonishment, a little doubting their lives.
"Fuck!"
"Can it be like this????"
"What kind of a show-off operation is this!!!"
"Brother, in such an intense peak game, you still have the leisure to write a teasing poem???"
"Six six six!"
"Sexy, too sexy!"
Yang Jinghong was shocked by the beauty,
Fuck, can you pretend like this?
Brother is worthy of being the eldest brother,
I can only curse with a grass mud horse, and at most it can be more elegant to become your mother, this fucking brother Luo never curses whether he is pretending or insulting others.
Yu Wenchou was dumbfounded: "So..."
"While he was fighting that monster monk, he still had the mood to distract himself and make something up?"
"Ahem."
The little monk tried to force himself to get up from the pit, but he couldn't do it at all. He fell down again and ate a mouthful of mud, bitter and bloody.
The first defeat in his life, and it was a big defeat with all-round strength.
"Shua!"
Amidst the astonished eyes, Luo Fanchen looked calm, raised his hand and pointed, and the blue lotus divine light broke through the air and fell into the little monk's devastated body in the deep pit on the ground.
The little monk recovered some strength, climbed up with difficulty, looked up at the majestic figure of the young god in the sky, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, I didn't fight a hearty battle to let you enjoy it..."
"Ahem!"
As he spoke, he bleed heavily, and the gaps between the palms of his hands covering his mouth were seeping scarlet.
"Boom!"
The devastated sapphire arena shone with divine light, and nine-color light rain fell from the sky, making Luo Fanchen look even more transcendent and elegant.
The elders who rewarded good and punished evil spoke in unison, their voices shaking the earth, and solemnly announced:
"The champion of this four military region martial arts competition, the one who received the reward of heaven and earth treasures, and the martial arts champion who was awarded the power of the president of the four military regions, must belong to Fengying--"
"Luo"
"Fan"
"Chen!"
The majestic voice lingered and shook for a long time.
The whole audience was silent for an unknown period of time, looking at the figure of the reborn young man in awe, breathing rapidly, and finally bursting into a thunderous shout...
When everyone was excited, the female pope on the high position cast the light of her phoenix eyes on the statue that stepped into the ground.
Men are fighting for honor,
It's time to settle accounts...