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That slender young man was naturally Wang Yan trapped in Mahawenxin Lotus Taichung.

At this time, he was stepping on golden auspicious clouds, and against the backdrop of various fairy music and Buddhist sounds, he was like a ascending god and Buddha, with awesome majestic and inviolable.

However, this scene not only made Hongzheng squirt blood, but even the red-clothed monk Zheng who stayed in Gongga Temple squirted old blood on the "mirror flower and water moon". He described it as miserable, pale, and looked full of disbelief and unwilling to believe it.

The golden body of the King of Moving Ming is one of the signature secret techniques of the King of Moving Ming. After practicing successfully, you can stop the water and fire from entering, kill evil and prevent evil from invading, and block the power of tens of millions of equal strength.

The young man with golden light was obviously already at the first level of the glazed golden body.

"How is this possible? If you don't move the inheritance consciousness of Ming Wang, why would you choose this young boy without choosing Hongzheng, who has a deep Buddha root?" The monk in red roared in shock and angrily, "What's the good thing about that boy?"

"Haha." The young monk smiled indifferently, and a smile flashed across his lips. "Buddhist heritage, like the secular male and female relationships, requires destiny. Since the King of Immortality chose Wang Yan, there is naturally his reason, and the monk is in front of him."

The monk in red face flushed red, and he was out of control and frightened and said angrily: "Nonsense, my Dongmi Zhenyan Sect has worshipped the Unmoved Ming King for generations. Hongzheng has a strong Buddha roots, which is the most suitable for the Unmoved Ming King's aura. There is no reason, and the Ming King has no reason not to choose Hongzheng to inherit it."

He really couldn't figure it out. If the living Buddha participated in the competition, Hongzheng would not be unfair if he lost, but why should that brat?

It's like two men pursuing a girl. Hongzheng not only has a good family background, good education, and good career, but also cares for other girls in every way and offers them as a Bodhisattva. And that brat, who is a grassroots background, is ignorant, and is also a careless girl.

The two are obviously not comparable, and there is no question of qualifications to compete.

The result was shocking, and the girl rushed into the brat's arms with a slut!

Can you bear this?

The young monk glanced at the red-clothed monk with a sarcasm. If you don’t worship the Ming King, the Ming King must belong to your family? Is this the logic of the God-Mark?

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Speaking of which, Wang Yan, who was stepping on golden auspicious clouds, slowly opened his eyes. His face was also a little surprised, feeling a little strange and incredible. The experiences he had just experienced in Mahawenxin Lotus Taichung were still fresh in his memory, and he was also afraid in his heart.

Wang Yan always thought that he was a person with a broad mind and no deep grudge. However, when the inner demon really came, the little unhappiness that had once been magnified will be infinitely amplified. He was filled with anger and pain, and was controlled by the inner demon.

If it weren't for the last palm that was about to hit Xiaowei, Wang Yan felt something was very wrong, so he would be spared from being completely controlled by the inner demon.

The inner demon is indeed extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, after experiencing this time, Wang Yan felt that his mind became much more thorough, clearer and clearer, and his thoughts became more transparent.

But he himself didn't understand what happened, why he suddenly cultivated the golden body of King Liuli of the Unmoved Ming?

“Huh?”

He looked back and looked down, but he saw the huge Mahayana heart lotus platform, the little ferret, the three-legged golden crow, and the succubus were still immersed in the path of the inner demon.

The little ferret was shining with his white belly, turning around in the center of the lotus platform, smashing his mouth and making his face full of intoxication, and chirping and enjoying it. It was obvious that she was immersed in the ocean of delicious food, such as spicy grilled fish, cumin grilled pig's trotters.

Suddenly, the little ferret's expression changed again, and his cheeks became bulging. Two small claws were inserted between his waist. He mumbled angrily, and the meaning was very obvious. You vixen, mistresses, all stay away from my elder brother, otherwise Xiaoxue would get angry.

Well……

Wang Yan's cold sweat, our Xiaoxue's path to the inner demon is really in line with her personality. Foodie, plus a formal house style.

The three-legged golden crow was burning with flames all over her body, screaming tragically: "Master, you can't die! Master, let's run away, don't worry about Zhoutian anymore. Kill and kill, I want to kill you all and burn you..."

Not Zhoutian?

Wang Yan was slightly surprised. What kind of path of inner demons is this three-legged golden crow going through?

Then, the three-legged golden crow also began to crawl on the ground and rolled around: "Miao Yi, you are such a slut, how dare you betray me? I want to burn you to ashes~"

All right!

Three-legged Golden Crow, you can slowly enjoy the love and hatred story between two people and one bird.

Then, Wang Yan looked at the succubus. The succubus had no inner demon. She just curled up into a ball, as if she was sleeping peacefully. She was worthy of being a succubus, and her state of mind was no longer there.

It is quite beneficial to experience more of the inner demons. After Wang Yan thought about it for a while, he did not disturb them.

The auspicious clouds under her feet supported Wang Yan and slowly rose toward the sky.

In just ten seconds, he floated on the Great Rihua Platform, facing the huge statue.

At this time, the Sanskrit chants, and golden light flashes on the statue, covering Wang Yan.

At this moment, Wang Yan was like a cocoon wrapped in golden light, and the light was bright and dark, as if he had begun to accept the inheritance of the Unmoving Mingwang. To be precise, it was the real inheritance of the Unmoving Mingwang.

Before this, the "Sutra of the Immortal King" passed down by Wang Yan was just some practice methods of the Immortal King. The inheritance accepted at this Dari Huatai is the real inheritance of the Immortal King.

"Damn it!"

Hongzheng was originally wondering whether that kid would be bombarded by the golden light on the Bodhisattva statue.

But the scene in front of him had completely broken all his fantasies. The Buddha's light gathered and shone, the sky was lingering, the fairy music was lingering, and the Sanskrit sounds were singing. Everything was like the bride and groom at the wedding ceremony, holding a grand ceremony and receiving blessings.

Monk Hongzheng's heart was in pain like being torn apart, his expression was distorted and his face was ferocious. He burst into a powerful force, and rushed straight to the Dari Huatai like a meteor.

"Why!?" Hongzheng's chest was filled with anger and reluctance.

I have been reciting sutras and chanting Buddha's name for fifty or sixty years. The Buddha's roots are deep and the magic power is strong. If you don't choose me, you will choose this bad guy with impure six senses?

Why!?

I was resisting the supreme pressure and climbed to the sky step by step, even if my bones were broken and my flesh was destroyed, I had no regrets. But this kid could step on the auspicious clouds and the sound of immortal music and Buddhas easily climb to the Great Sun Huatai?

Why!?

I was kowtowing at the Bodhisattva's feet step by step, and I knelt down devoutly, but I was finally bombarded by a golden light. But this little brat was able to meet the Bodhisattva and easily accept the inheritance.

Not willing to give up.

Hongzheng was shouting wildly in his heart, "Mine, all of this is mine."

He was like a meteor, pulling his long flame tail and heading straight to Darihuatai.

"Huh? Isn't this Monk Hongzheng?" Wang Yan said in a slightly surprised way in the golden cocoon of light, "You are still here, aren't you leaving?"

"puff!"

Hongzheng was about to squirt to death with blood, his face turned red. I've been there all the time, okay?

You guys bullied me so much that you stole my inheritance and even thought that nothing had happened before, and looked innocent?

He was so sad and angry that he punched him out.

The fist is like a meteorite scattering across the sky, with golden light shining violently and the space trembled violently.

"Still hit?" Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, picked up the war hammer, and turned around and killed him.

He hit it with a hammer, and He Hong was fighting a head-on move.

"boom!"

The two of them flew backwards dozens of meters backwards.

Wang Yan touched his numb arms and a chuckled slight chuckled at the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't know why he had cultivated into the first level of the golden body of King Liuli of the Moving Ming, it was obvious that his body's defense ability suddenly increased by a huge margin.

It is true that the body is like a Vajra, immortal or destroyed.

Monk Hongzheng felt the impact of the five internal organs in his body. Compared with his heyday, the power of his wrathful Vajra Dharma image has been significantly reduced. But even so, he should not be affected like this.

There is only one situation that can be explained at present, that is, this kid has gained great benefits in the inheritance. Not only has he refined the golden body of King Liuli of Ming Dynasty, but his overall physical quality has also been fully evolved.

Hongzheng was extremely angry. Originally, all of this belonged to him, but now he was shamelessly and ruthlessly deprived of this kid.

"Boy, Buddha will let you spit out all the food you eat." Monk Hongzheng roared angrily, stepping on the space under his feet. Every step he took, his momentum increased one point.

He took nine steps in a row, and his momentum increased to the extreme, and his every move contained great power.

"Good come." Wang Yan's eyes lit up, and his golden body burned with flames. He waved the war hammer and rushed forward. "It's just a try. The power of the golden body of Ming Wang Liuli is not moving."

His voice was like the sound of thunder in the sky, rumbling in the air.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

The sound of explosions of gold and stones clashing, and the fluctuations after the impact of energy could not be continued to spread out. The fierce battle between the two seemed to be difficult to decide the outcome for a moment.

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"madness."

In Gongga Temple, Taibao Kanbu sneered and laughed, "The power of heaven is so great that human power can fight against it? The great monk Yuanzhi is so obsessed with you. Since Wang Yan got it, it is his fate."

"You!" The monk in red looked extremely ugly, "In short, we have been doing this for a hundred years for the sake of the Great Sun Tathagata's Jiaoling wheel body, and we will never give up easily."

"Is it possible that the Great Monk Yuanzhi is about to destroy his promise?" Taibao Kanbu raised his eyebrows.

"If you destroy the promise, you destroy the promise." The monk in red smiled with a ferocious expression, "Even if I sacrifice my life, I can't let that kid succeed."

"Then you have to pass my level first." Taibao Kanbu's expression became solemn.

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"Bang!"

A few minutes later, Monk Hongzheng's wrathful Vajra Dharma image became weaker and weaker, but Wang Yan became more and more braver in the battle. Finally, Wang Yan looked at the air and exploded Monk Hongzheng with one hammer.

He held a war hammer in his hand and was burning with golden flames, like a mighty and domineering god and Buddha.

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Chapter completed!