Chapter 863 Evil Palm, White Bone Young Master

The savage man killed his opponent in one fell swoop, which was shocking. At the same time, almost everyone focused on the magic weapon.

"Amitabha, benefactor, this magic weapon is deeply sinful. Let's leave it to the poor monk to surpass the wronged soul. It's just a matter of killing in your hands."

At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot and directly hit the savage man. Among them, the sound of Zen singing came one after another, and there was a sound wave constantly echoing. It seemed that it was expounding the meaning of Buddhism and persuading people to convert to Buddhism and live forever.

Of course, the most important thing is that there seems to be a terrible energy, which is grand, upright and majestic. Once it breaks out, it is a shocking horror. Although he was extremely greedy for the magic weapon, compared with his own life, the savage man still scolded angrily, and then hurriedly gave up. At the same time, he commanded the mace to attack it, for fear that the golden light would take the opportunity to take away the magic weapon. And if he can make such a powerful Buddhist attack, this person is naturally the first genius of Prajna Sect, a little monk.

Facing a magic weapon **, he finally couldn't stand it and grabbed it. The magic weapon is just a magic weapon held by the magician in his hand. If it is obtained by a Buddha and uses his own power to conceive for a while, it can be turned into a Buddha weapon.

"Boom..."

After the two collided, it instantly turned into a collapsed storm. With a bang, it immediately shook the world, and ferocious cracks in the void made up for it, like cracked porcelain.

At the moment when the terrorist attack suddenly sounded, a dead gray palm suddenly appeared and directly grabbed the magic weapon. This dead gray palm seems to be a rotten bone that has been dead for hundreds of millions of years, and the stale smell is transmitted from above. However, it seems to be an immortal existence, which exudes an atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes.

"Huh? Get out of here!"

"Huh, I want to take advantage of it, no way!"

The black-robed man and the little monk naturally didn't want to. They didn't have time to fight again. They directly showed their means to attack the dead gray palms, in order to stop the opponent's horrible attack.

"Barbarian God's Power Fist!"

The savage punched out again, and the whole person had a taste of infinite great power. This punch seemed to be deeply mysterious, giving people the illusion of infinite power and incommatch. And this is the killer move of a savage man.

"The Buddha's light shines!"

Reciting the Buddha's language in his mouth, a bright Buddha power suddenly shot out of the palms of a little monk, which is very pure. Compared with one of the peak Buddha's power, it is too different. After all, Gao Feng only studied and practiced the Buddha's skills by himself, and only condensed the yuan God Buddha, but he did not practice the Buddha's law, and he did not have a systematic understanding of the Buddha's skills, which can be said to be nondescript. Compared with the peak, Yichen is a real Buddhist monk and an amazing Buddhist genius.

Both of them have amazing eyes. As soon as the dead gray palm appeared, they immediately found their extraordinary and did not dare to take it lightly.

"Wo-hoo..."

A stream of white bone-colored demonic power on the dead gray palm flowed endlessly, and then all the demonic power was absorbed and completely converged into the palm of the hand. Then, a vivid eye suddenly appeared in the palm of this seemingly rotten dead gray palm! Cruel, cunning, vicious, violent, sad... All kinds of emotions emanate from the eyes, as if they were the source of all evil. A strong, mysterious, endless demonic spirit, across the void, directly shrouded in the two of them.

"The palm of the evil spirit! You are from the Demon Valley! You are the young master of the white bone, aren't you?" Slightly surprised, the little monk guessed the origin of the other party.

And the savage man is not from Li Lanxing, so he doesn't know who the young master of White Bone is. He still roars angrily. The barbarian god's powerful fist stirred up all his energy and directly bombarded the horrible dead gray palm.

"My Buddha is merciful, and all things are done, such as dream bubbles, such as dew and electricity, which should be seen like this..." Reciting the Buddhist classics in his mouth, the little monk's power became more and more magnificent, and countless Buddha's praise came out of it. It seemed that this was not just a pure Buddha's power, but some kind of magic weapon.

"Puff!"

"Peng!"

After the savage man's powerful fist collided with the dead gray palm, it collapsed and disappeared for a moment. Only the little monk's Buddha light made a vast and magnificent voice, abruptly resisting the capture of the palm, making it unable to get the magic weapon below.

"Huh? Yichen monk, you are worthy of being known as the first genius of Prajna Sect, the existence of the reincarnation of Buddha, and the Dharma is really unfathomable! However, what my white bone young master wants is not available yet. Bring it to me!"

The whole body was still shrouded in the demonic power of the white bone color. The young master of the white bone made a negative sound, and then his right hand suddenly waved, and a dazzling white light like the sun suddenly bombarded down!

"Rumble..."

Almost in an instant, a loud loud sound that was deafened suddenly sounded. The loud noise around it originally disappeared, which seemed to be completely covered up. Between heaven and earth, only the terrible loud noise from this white light shocked the world and shook the heavens.

Brush and pull!

The sky swirled around, and in the sky, a bright light roared and exploded. The whole world was bright and bright, like the scorching sun in the sky, which was destroyed at this moment. An extremely masculine and tyrannical terrorist force bombarded down, and the target was a little monk!

The thunder charm of the great demon destroyer!

That's right. At this moment, what the White Bone Master is doing is the thunder charm in the hands of the magic genius who sneaked and killed!

He got a total of ten of this powerful spells, but each one took a lot of time to save money, and he couldn't make a second attack again for a short time. However, even so, this terrible blow is still enough for anyone to drink a pot.

Boom!

The savage man spit out blood and flew away, and his body cracked traces. His eyes were full of terrified. He knew very well how abnormal his barbarian magic body was, but the more he understood it, the more he knew how amazing the spell of the white bone young master was. The power of this spell is enough to be comparable to the full blow of ordinary fairy weapons, and its power can be imagined in a narrow area.