Bank of The Universe

"Are you bothered by Dalin Temple?" Tian Guangming asked helplessly.

"Exorcising demons and defending the Tao, how can it be annoying for the actions of righteous people?" The fat monk said coldly.

"Is it enough to deceive yourself and others?" Tian Guangming looked at the monk with contempt.

"It's wrong to say a sentence once, and it may be wrong if you say it ten times, but it's true when you say it a hundred times or a thousand times." The fat monk sneered, with a bad expression, but what he said made sense.

No one would believe that a ten-year-old child could pose a threat to any righteous path.

It's just coveting the divine pulse in the child's hand.

Dalin Temple needs correctness in its actions. They flaunt themselves the leaders of Buddhism and justice, so the child becomes the son of the devil, and the person who saves the child becomes the ancestor of the devil.

When you say it for the first time, you may have great doubts, why is this child a child of the devil?

When I said it the tenth time, I had already begun to believe in my heart that this child was a child of the devil, and if I didn't get rid of it now, it would become a catastrophe in the future.

When you say it a hundred times or a thousand times, this child is a child of the devil in your heart, and you must kill it, otherwise the future world will definitely cause huge turmoil because of this child.

At that time, they will be one of the accomplices!

So kill this kid now!

From lying at the beginning to not killing the child later, he will become the object of condemnation instead.

This is the brainwashing method of Dalin Temple.

You did the worst thing, but got the greatest sense of justice and satisfaction in your heart.

Tian Guangming saw through all this, sneered, and said, "I'm afraid you don't know, not long ago, on Penglai East Road, I held two watermelon knives, and from south to north, I killed rivers of blood and corpses all over the field. I You didn’t even blink your eyes, just chopping, hacking, you want to try it now?”

The fat monk looked at Tian Guangming and sneered, "You pretend I don't know, you didn't have a watermelon knife."

Tian Guangming put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfiedly, "Is it about the watermelon knife now?"

"I killed forty-nine monks in your Dalin Temple before, do you want to become the fiftieth?" Tian Guangming said coldly.

"What gave you the confidence to say such a thing in front of a legendary person?" The fat monk said disdainfully.

"Isn't it your confidence to go from Penglai East Road to Penglai West Road?" The fat monk sneered.

Tian Guangming narrowed his eyes, he was laughing at him.

"Li Wuya, back off, the farther the better." Tian Guangming said coldly.

Li Wuya was very obedient, turned around and ran away.

The fat monk looked in his eyes, but he didn't pay attention to Li Wuya at all. He was just a boy who opened up wasteland. When he killed Tian Guangming, he could be caught at any time.

It's as easy as an eagle catching a chicken.

"Now I'll let you know what confidence I have." Seeing Li Wuya leaving, Tian Guangming immediately violently murdered.

boom!

A terrifying momentum erupted without warning, and Tian Guangming waved his pure white fists to strike up. Even in the face of the legendary realm, he was fearless.

when!

But when the fist hit the opponent, it was like striking iron, knocking Tian Guangming himself into the air, stomping his foot on the ground, with a bang, the ground floor with a radius of 100 meters was full of cracks like a spider's web.

"That's all your confidence is?" The fat monk looked at Tian Guangming and couldn't help sneering.

"You can't even hurt my fur, and you are so arrogant. The legendary realm is far from something you, an immortal, can despise." The fat monk said coldly.

"The attack just now was just a test. What are you proud of?" Tian Guangming stood firmly and said calmly.

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, I want to see, what else can you do?" The fat monk sneered.

"Then come and try my [Bright God Fist]." Tian Guangming moved forward at a high speed, came in front of the fat monk, and then ruthlessly suppressed him with a punch.

Rumble!

This attack was performed by Tian Guangming with all his strength.

He took a deep breath, as if it was the eye of a storm, absorbing the spiritual energy from all directions,

It circulated in the body, and finally broke out on this punch.

when!

With this blow, Tian Guangming hit the fat monk's chest.

The fat monk's face remained unchanged, and he said coldly: "The golden body for body protection!"

Boom!

A tall golden body of Buddha appeared, resisting Tian Guangming's blow.

Tian Guangming's expression remained the same, and he punched again with his backhand.

boom!

With this punch, Tian Guangming completely let go of his restraints, and performed the biggest move of [Bright God Fist].

【Great Light Fist】

Rumble!

The endless radiance of the sun seemed to be flowing down like magma, and it was also like a great waterfall falling down. It was extremely terrifying, and the light of the sky turned into a scorching sun at this moment.

The magic power in his body was roaring and shaking, just like the Yellow River breaking its embankment, rushing down thousands of miles, anyone who resisted under this torrent would be submerged in an instant.

One after another, divine light appeared around Tian Guangming's body, and each divine light here could shatter mountains and rivers and collapse river banks.

This is monstrous magic power, extremely terrifying, every ray of great sun radiance pierces the void, like thousands of rivers of divine power rushing.

All gathered in Tian Guangming's fist.

Smash it hard!

Click!

At this moment, a crack appeared in the Buddha's golden body.

Tian Guangming was overjoyed, without hesitation, he continued to attack, his fists rained down, and he attacked quickly.

Bang bang bang!

The fat monk's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Tianguang would be so powerful. This power is no longer in the realm of human immortality. It seems to surpass the power of immortality and reach the extraordinary realm.

For a while, the fat monk was suppressed by Tian Guangming's desperate style of play, and could only defend passively. Resist Tian Guangming's fist.

But how can passive defense be as refreshing as active offense?

Tian Guangming just doesn't defend at all, and confronts you head-on, exchanging injuries for injuries, berserk in a mess.

The question is how could the fat monk exchange injuries with him?

He is in the realm of legend, Tian Guangming's aura is surging now, but that is only short-lived, when this aura passes, the fat monk will have plenty of ways to deal with him.

Bang bang bang!

Tian Guangming punched out ten punches, eight of which were blocked by the fat monk, and two punches landed on Jin.

Click!

With every punch, there is a crack in the golden body, which cannot be repaired.

The divine light in Tian Guangming's eyes became more and more radiant, and he stomped his foot hard, turned his body, and punched a hundred and eight punches in an instant.

The one hundred and eight punches made the fat monk dizzy, and he couldn't resist for a while, most of them fell on Jin.

Ka Ka Ka!

The cracks on the golden body are getting bigger and bigger, as if a delicate tile has been repaired after being broken.

Final punch!

"Break it for me!!!" Tian Guangming suddenly roared, all the mana and true energy gathered in his body.

Rumble!

The Myriad Dao Divine Power Waterfall, covered in a vast expanse of whiteness, made people horrified, it all fell down and turned into Tian Guangming's punch.

boom!

"Block it!!!" The fat monk's face changed drastically when the punch came out, and he resisted it with all his strength.

Click!

He resisted, but a huge impact erupted from his body, shattering the golden body in one fell swoop.

puff!

The fat monk spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his golden body was gone. He stared at Tian Guangming with gloomy eyes, wishing he could swallow Tian Guangming alive.

"You're out of strength now, so you can't fight anymore, right?" The fat monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, his eyes were bloodthirsty. He didn't look like a monk, he was even more like a monster than a monster.