Chapter 509

Some things can't be thought over, it's hard to think about.

Some old Taoists closed their eyes and did not look, think or listen.

Niu Changgeng's golden body mantra is performed by others, not his own cultivation, which obviously violates the fair principle of competition. However, outsiders don't know the secret, and they can't speak without understanding it. Everyone knows that in order to win, they can only choose silence.

The atmosphere became strange.

On the one hand, he was impressed by the subtle skills of daomen, on the other hand, he was stiff and lifeless.

In the corner, a member of the special affairs department who was ordered to watch the battle could not help saying,

"It's like a golden body mantra."

The person next to him said, "it's not like, it's a fact. The golden body mantra is a kind of strengthening method. It's based on the physical quality of the recipient. The stronger the body, the greater the strengthening range. It can even be invulnerable. However, the level of the golden body mantra is so high that it can't be exerted with the cultivation of that great man."

"You mean, daomen is cheating."

"Otherwise!"

"All right."

The middle-aged leader raised his hand and pressed down, "we are here to watch the war. Don't say anything superfluous."

Ah Jiu didn't think there was anything wrong. Seeing that the other side was ready, he rushed straight up. His breath overflowed from his body, gathered in his right hand, reached five meters, and suddenly clapped his high five.

The invisible Qi burst out of the air and hit Niu Changgeng on the chest.

When!

There was a sound of gold and iron in the air.

Niu Changgeng chucked his chest and laughed,

"It's not enough to tickle my grandfather."

Ah Jiu suddenly broke out. In a flash, his speed increased more than twice. A dark shadow flashed by.

Ow!

With the roar of a tiger, the red force of the wind washed around. Niu Changgeng's golden face turned purple. He covered his stomach with his hands and stepped back. He almost stopped at the edge of the challenge arena.

An old Taoist roared,

"Niu Changgeng, if you dare to humiliate me, I will beat you to death."

Niu Changgeng grinned. When he felt the pain from his abdomen, he swore that he was unlucky. The golden body curse can improve his physical strength, but it can't improve his speed. He was chosen to fight in order to be beaten. He used the fight to consume the opponent's strength and prepare for the next competition.

Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly, kneaded his stomach, stood up and said casually,

"Come on, make it harder."

The next scene can't bear to look directly at. Although Niu Changgeng is tall and strong, his speed and strength are at a disadvantage. He is beaten by ah Jiu. At first, he still wants to fight back. Seeing no effect, he simply gives up and protects the key parts and lets the other party attack.

It has to be said that the golden body mantra is really powerful. It took 20 minutes for the golden light to dissipate.

Without hesitation, Niu Changgeng raised his hand to surrender, turned around and ran under the challenge arena. His embarrassed appearance made everyone laugh.

Everyone in daomen's face was gloomy. After seeing the sweat on ah Jiu's face, he didn't say anything. The purpose of the first competition was to consume. Although Niu Changgeng made a fool of himself, he finished the task very well.

Soon, the second competition began.

A pretty young Taoist priest and a mysterious man with a black cloth headband and stiff limbs stepped into the challenge arena. Dirk was not happy,

"It's not that we agreed to fight the wheel of war. Why, you have to go back."

The old Taoist beside said coldly,

"Taoism is divided into dozens of schools, and controlling ghosts is one of them."

"Ghost?"

Dirk was stunned and didn't understand the meaning of the sentence.

The young Taoist laughed shyly, as if he didn't adapt to the occasion. After introducing himself, he pulled off the mask of the mysterious man,

WOW!

There was an uproar around, and the face under the mask was not a normal person at all, but a blue faced, fanged, horrible zombie.

Linda asked, pulling Luke with her eyes wide open,

"What is it? The devil? "

"Zombies, like vampires in Europe, belong to dark creatures in different mythological systems."

"Strong?"

"The biological strength of flesh and blood variation is limited."

oh

The girl was disappointed and thought it was very strong?

An old man in the ancient martial arts world angrily said, "you bull noses are too much. You can compete in martial arts and take zombies to count them up. What's that

The middle-aged Taoist countered,

"Zombies are not human beings, they are just weapons. The fighting method of controlling ghosts relies on ghosts, just like you fight with fists. There is no essential difference."

"You are sophistry."

The middle-aged Taoist gave a cold hum and paid no attention to him.

Dirk couldn't make up his mind. He had to run to Luke,

"Young master, what should we do? Fight or not

"Keep fighting."

"All right!"

Dirk returned to his original place, and after communicating with each other, the contest officially began.

Ah Jiu has fierce eyes and stares at the zombie. He doesn't care about the young Taoist priest on one side. The latter voluntarily retreats to one side. Although he is the owner of the zombie, it doesn't mean he can control it perfectly.

Zombies also feel the hostility ahead, open their eyelids and show their black pupils.

Its eyes are pure black, without any light, dark, giving people a sense of horror.

The air became extremely quiet.

The legend of zombies has been circulating in China for a long time. We haven't seen anything specific. Today is the first time.

Luke was also curious, and he secretly decided that after the competition, he must get the zombies, which is of great value both in research and collection.

At this time, a tiger roared and exploded.

Ah Jiu tensed his body, his eyes were full of blood, and his internal breathing overflowed from all orifices and acupoints and surrounded his whole body, forming a colorful tiger shadow.

When the tiger comes out of the mountain, the killing will boil.

The cold killing was intended to be rampant around, which made everyone tremble and pale. A few timid people even clamped their legs.

"This is husha Sutra!"

"As terrible as it's said."

Several old people murmured to themselves, showing admiration and hope in their eyes. While others were stabilizing their emotions, they were staring at the young man on the challenge arena. The young man was wrapped in the shadow of a bloody tiger, exuding a ferocious atmosphere. It was like facing a fierce mountain tiger.

Ordinary people don't even have the courage to look at each other, let alone fight.

"Brother Zhao, is that it?"

The Taoist priest surnamed Zhao nodded and sighed, "I didn't expect that after many years, someone really practiced this magic skill."

"Magic skill?"

The young Taoist asked, "why is it called magic power?"

"Husha Sutra majors in killing Qi. The deeper you practice, the stronger your killing ability will be. In the end, you will become a demon who only knows how to kill." After a pause, Mo sighed, "more than 400 years ago, someone practiced this skill. He thought that he could control and kill the Tao, so that he could shed all kinds of foetuses. Unexpectedly, he eventually became a tiger ghost. In order to stop it from killing people, all the major schools of Taoism gathered nearly 100 experts to encircle and intercept him, and only at the cost of half the casualties could he be eliminated."

The young Taoist murmured, "is husha Sutra so powerful?"

Taoist priest Zhao stroked his beard,

"It's really unique. In a way, it's even better than tianshice, but it's a magic way."

If the young Taoists were thoughtful, the rest of them also showed different emotions.