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Chapter 166 Golden Body

With Zhao Cheng's accumulation, he is qualified to push the Four Tribulations Heavenly Sword to purple, but it is only qualified. The "Tao Yun" accumulated by Monk Huijue over the years is not unlimited after all.

And this thing is the most important thing in the process of enlightenment. The accumulation of martial arts is just a material. Although it is important, if there is not enough fuel in the furnace, it will not be able to cast the "magic weapon" to the extreme.

According to Zhao Cheng's estimation, with this level of enlightenment, after another three or five attempts, the Four Tribulation Heavenly Sword should be able to be pushed to the purple realm.

Zhao Cheng himself did not expect that Monk Huijue would give him such a surprise.

If not, relying on himself alone, if he wants to push the Four Tribulations Heavenly Sword from blue to halfway into the purple realm, with his original martial wisdom, even with his super-dimensional body,

Fearless of life and death, you can directly experiment on yourself. If you want to reach the current situation, the time required will probably be calculated in years.

At this point, the foundation of Zhao Cheng's fine hole system has been truly laid!

Buzz!

Kong Jie manifested and trembled in Zhao Cheng's hands.

At the same time, as the divine light burst out in Zhao Cheng's eyes, behind Zhao Cheng, there was a divine sword. To be precise, it should be the phantom manifestation of the magic sword.

This sword is exactly the image of Kongjie. In the rays of light, it seems to show Shura purgatory, with deep demonic nature.

Of course, this kind of demonic nature is only temporary. It was Huijue who gave birth to the demonic fetus. Zhao Cheng just gave a push in the process and slightly changed its direction.

Martial arts wisdom is martial arts wisdom, and wisdom itself is pure. The so-called demonic nature of the devil is just a manifestation of the mental state. It may seem close, but in fact it is not the same thing.

Therefore, Zhao Cheng's current state of great freedom is also temporary. Of course, if he wants to, he can engrave it all in his mind.

But this is not a good thing. Zhao Cheng does not remember this state of mind. He just feels this state and draws some things that are beneficial to him. Everything that is contrary to him is completely negated.

"The spirit manifests, the realm of overlord!"

Monk Kongzhi was also shocked at this time. He had been chasing him all the way before, but he was surprised to see that the opponent was only at the master level. Although his energy was condensed, it could not be manifested.

However, at this moment, we have directly entered such a field.

And this is not the most terrifying thing. Before, the opponent's temperament was as stable as the earth. Although he was very kind and virtuous, he was not aggressive at all.

Unlike at this moment, not only was his demonic nature strong, but his murderous intention was also like an ancient magic sword coming across time and years, seeming to crush his soul away.

In his feeling, the center of his eyebrows was constantly stinging, and his keen perception reminded him all the time that destruction seemed to be right in front of him!

While Zhao Cheng was holding the sword, he felt something unprecedented. He had realized that the so-called manifestation of spirit was actually a strange energy field formed when the Jing Kong was powerful enough to reach a certain level.

When the spermatozoa is extremely active, it will stir up the surrounding magnetic field, forming a strange field.

Although the shadow of the magic sword behind him can be seen, it is actually intangible. This symbolizes a resonance with the heaven and earth.

An unprecedented sense of power filled Zhao Cheng's mind. Zhao Cheng felt that he was the master of this divided world.

"Prajna Bodhi, Indestructible Vajra!"

Monk Kongzhi didn't hesitate at all. After having a premonition that something was wrong, a blood-colored cinnabar mole suddenly appeared on his normally smooth forehead.

This is where Qi, blood and essence gather!

Immediately afterwards, his body suddenly swelled, and his whole body became even more golden.

The most astonishing thing is that behind Monk Kongzhi, a huge golden Buddha appears. The golden Buddha has a majestic appearance, with downcast brows and indescribable compassion.

boom!

Monk Kongzhi and the Golden Buddha punched at the same time. As soon as the punch came out, it seemed that the entire sky was pressing down. At this moment, he seemed to be no longer a human being, but one of the twenty-one Buddhas walking in the world.

The air was shattered at this moment, and a twelve-level storm seemed to rise under the opponent's fist.

And Zhao Cheng also drew his sword at this moment!

Kongjie waved, and his body seemed to break through the limitations of space in an instant, moving several meters away.

And the last thing Monk Kongzhi saw was a sword light that looked like a crescent moon.

It is not that he has never seen people using swords, but in this world, boxing is the mainstream, and swordsmanship is just a playful skill, a decoration used by nobles to show off their status.

The so-called sword is vulnerable to a blow in front of a fist.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that it was not that he was not good at swordsmanship, but that the people he had seen in the past were not good at using swords.

Swordsmanship, like boxing, is also infinitely exciting!

And this was also his last thought, because at this moment, his head suddenly flew up, and then, like a fountain, blood rushed directly up to a height of several feet.

The boxing technique he used just now was originally focused on gathering the power of Qi and stimulating the sperm pores between the eyebrows, thereby unleashing divine power.

As soon as the Qi moved, blood followed it. Now that the head was gone, the gathering of blood would not stop there.

"This is the real Thunder Sword!"

After Zhao Cheng swung the sword, he stood there without moving for a long time, carefully feeling the aftertaste of the sword.

Even though he created it with his own hands, after using it, he felt that this sword was even more exciting than he had expected.

In this sword, not only the physical power, but also the spiritual power is pushed to the extreme. Even the power of the fine hole is used to the extreme. It is truly the condensed everything in this sword.

This is the ultimate sublimation of life and the ultimate splendor of life.

Even Monk Kongzhi has to admit that this sword is wonderful!

"Kong Zhi is still too weak, and it is not enough for my sword power to reach its true peak. The previous sword was just the current limit, and this limit can be surpassed!"

"I can feel that the meaning behind this sword is still unfinished!"

Zhao Cheng thought silently in his heart.

"I still need a stronger opponent to hone my sword skills."

What is still unfinished is not only Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship, but also Zhao Cheng himself.

Having just achieved his magical power, he is now like a child who got a brand new toy and can't wait to play with it.

"The diary says that Huijue will meet Zen Master Zhengfa on the way back. Just in time, he will use his blood as a blood sacrifice for my divine sword!"

Such thoughts emerged in Zhao Cheng's mind.

From Huijue's memory, Zhao Cheng knew that Zen Master Zhengfa seemed to have condensed his golden body decades ago and was a far more powerful opponent than Monk Zhikong.

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