Chapter 152 Don’t think that scraping won’t hurt
Five seconds?
Ten seconds?
Time seems to have been distorted by this blow, or is Einstein's theory of relativity taking effect, and the individual's body feels that time is infinitely stretched under the fatal attack?
Chen Shicheng didn't know the reason, but he seemed to see his parents waving to him in the golden light, and his experiences from childhood to adulthood began to replay in his mind.
"Attack on your mother! What the hell is a revolving door!"
Chen Shicheng, who was already lying on the ground unable to get up, suddenly raised his head and hit the ground with a headbutt.
“Bang!”
The violent impact made his vision darken, but the illusion and revolving door of his parents disappeared, and the cruel reality appeared in front of him again.
The barrier of the earth-like prison only lasted for a moment, and then collapsed in an instant. The power of Buddha that was supposed to save the world turned into the power of subduing demons, constantly causing harm to him.
The whole body's bones were broken into 412 pieces, the skin was burned and ulcerated, and the flesh was blurred. His own true energy and the invading Buddha's power were entangled with each other. After his emotions were in place, he directly started the violent mode, not even wanting to have a home, just to vent.
And Chen Shicheng's body was like a leaking water bag. From time to time, a blood arrow would break out of his body, and then be evaporated.
Fortunately, the Golden Light Curse, as one of the eight generations of Taoist divine spells, has really explosive defense. Even if he suffered such heavy damage, Chen Shicheng could still maintain his last breath, and his meridians also maintained basic functions despite damage. role.
“If you want to kill me, I have such a big dream!”
Persistence finally paid off. The surging and violent Buddha power gradually reduced its power. Chen Shicheng endured the meridian knife. The pain was like cutting, and the circulating real energy covered the body surface with a layer of ice.
Although every layer appears and is consumed, it at least allows him to breathe a sigh of relief.
Lifting up his arms, which were like nine-section whips, Chen Shicheng sighed, not caring about conserving his true energy, and just sent two bursts of sweet rain down.
“Oh~~~~Comfortable!”
With the sound of bones rubbing, the injuries all over the body have improved significantly, the meridians in the body have also begun to heal, and the broken bones of the arm have automatically reset, allowing He could barely hold himself up and slowly stood up.
At this time, the power of the swastika had weakened to a level that the golden light spell could withstand. He did not want to show his current embarrassment to the monk. He still understood the principle of bluffing.
".I hope you can reach bliss as soon as possible."
The moment he stood up, the monk's hypocritical words came in through the gradually dissipating beam of light.
"The Paradise is your bald donkey's territory. If I want to go, I will also go to Heaven!"
Chen Shicheng sneered, holding on to his aching body, he walked step by step out of the pit. out.
Because the blood from the true energy riot has been evaporated by the surging Buddha power, at this moment, except for his ragged clothes, he looks as if he has not been hurt in any way.
“This is impossible!” The monk frowned and said in disbelief.
The Six-Character Mantra is a Buddhist secret method for subduing and eliminating demons. It is even more difficult to use than the secret skill "Tathagata Palm" of Dayun Temple. He just used the Japanese secret method to temporarily increase his strength. , then reluctantly used.
How could a monk who was not yet at the golden elixir stage be unscathed!
"Yes, you are bluffing." The monk suddenly reacted and mocked, "Keep on holding on, I want to see how long you can hold on!"
Said, He was furious, stretched out his hands, leaned forward slightly, and roared loudly at Chen Shicheng. A shadow of a lion enveloped him at the same time, and made the same action as him.
The huge sound wave turned into substance, and while scraping a layer off the ground, it instantly arrived in front of Chen Shicheng. "Buzz"
Chen Shicheng couldn't feel the roar or the strong wind at all. He only felt that his eyesight went dark, and his head seemed to have opened a water and land dojo, with gongs and drums noisy. Suona accompaniment!
Made! You roared so loudly, why don't you go and mourn.
With the existence of the golden light spell, the strong wind that was as strong as the blade did not cause any harm to him, but the huge sound wave made him unsteady and his eyes were full of gold stars.
It is rude to come and not reciprocate!
Chen Shicheng resisted the feeling of dizziness and retching, and launched the Immortal Killing Formation at the monk without thinking.
Countless swords appeared out of thin air, and then fell on the monk like raindrops.
It is indeed like raindrops. Even if the Immortal Killing Sword Intent reaches 5.5%, in the home field of a place like Palm Buddha Kingdom, the damage caused is minimal.
The monk looked at Chen Shicheng who was persevering to fight back even if he could not cause any harm, and sneered and said, "Is this the counterattack of a weak person before death? Apart from adding jokes, what use can it have?"
Chen Shicheng did not answer, but continued to make seemingly useless attacks calmly. The swords struck the golden Buddha light around the monk as if they were free. The number was so large that it even wiped out the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth. .
The monk shook his robe slightly, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he solemnly walked towards the struggling Chen Shicheng.
As if to let him feel the fear before death, the monk's speed was excruciatingly slow. The demon-conquering big mudra on his hand started to move but did not move, and only slowly gathered the true energy.
Within a distance of less than 20 meters, he walked for more than thirty seconds before approaching Chen Shicheng.
"Amitabha, there is no end to the sea of suffering, look back."
"Poof!"
The monk just raised his palm, and the acupuncture point on his right arm suddenly swelled. Before he could wait, When he reacted, a flash of sword intent burst out of his body with golden blood, and the shadow of the big handprint attached to his palm instantly dissipated.
It was only then that the monk finally realized that Chen Shicheng's seemingly useless sword didn't seem to be intended to cause him harm.
"What did you do?"
The monk looked angrily at Chen Shicheng who was very close at hand, and began to circulate the true energy in his body, but found that at some point, his meridians were filled with sharp knives. Intent, constantly disrupting the movement of the true energy, and at the same time constantly destroying his meridians and acupuncture points.
"Finally. It's done!"
Chen Shicheng raised his head, feeling the immortal sword intent that was about to move in the monk's body, raised his right hand with a fist, and showed an unsettling smile on his face.
The monk looked at Chen Shicheng in bewilderment, and was finally able to confirm in his heart that the other party should have used the swords that could not cause harm to invade his body.
Although I don’t know what the other party’s intentions are, it is definitely not the time to think about this now.
Thinking of this, the monk was not in the mood to deal with Chen Shicheng who was right in front of him, so he hurriedly stepped back with force, trying to circulate his true energy and suppress the sword intent in his body.
However, how could Chen Shicheng give him such an opportunity.
“Bang!”
The moment the monk stepped back, Chen Shicheng made an onomatopoeic sound and opened the fist of his right hand.
(End of this chapter)