It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

Chapter 430: Strong strength

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"Just in time!"

Wu Hong raised the corner of his mouth, without dodging or avoiding, he stretched out his hand and patted the fat monk.

During the shooting process, Wu Hong's palm turned golden.

"Golden body, God! Young Master Wu Hong has condensed the golden body!"

"It's too powerful, it's too powerful! I'm afraid that this time the Buddhist road opens, there must be a Buddha seat for Mr. Wu Hong!"

Exclamations kept ringing.

The onlookers all stared at Wu Hong.

Worship is written all over his face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The fat monk's body was like a broken kite, flying backwards and hitting the ground heavily.

"flutter!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

The fat monk struggled to stand up and pointed at Wu Hong, his face full of anger.

Wu Hong looked at the fat monk and looked slightly startled.

"Not dead? How is this possible?"

How much power he used, but he was very clear.

Even if it is a fifth-rank demigod, there is absolutely no problem.

And he, only a first-rank demigod, how could he possibly resist.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Wu Hong smiled coldly, walked towards the fat monk step by step, and at the same time, secretly extracted 10% of his power.

This time, even a seventh-rank demigod can be killed.

He stood in front of the fat monk and looked down at him.

"If you want to blame it, blame you for eating meat in front of me!"

Wu Hong waved his right hand and hit the fat monk.

"Good job!"

At this time, a sound rang.

This sound directly scattered Wu Hong's power.

Look back.

I saw a monk walking over from the crowd.

This person does not seem to have any power fluctuations, just like a mortal.

This monk is none other than Puhui.

"Who are you?" Wu Hong turned his head, looked at Pu Hui, and frowned slightly.

Puhui put her hands together, "The little monk's name is Puhui, I don't know why the donor murdered my Buddhist disciples?"

"Buddhist disciple? I bah! He is obviously a devil!"

"With so many precepts broken, what qualifications do you have to become a disciple of Buddhism?"

Before Wu Hong could start, the onlookers pointed at the fat monk and scolded him angrily.

"hehe… "

Puhui smiled slightly, "Is it a disciple of Buddhism, is it that you have the final say?"

"This..." Everyone was speechless.

"Who created the rules and regulations?" Puhui asked.

"Nature is the Tathagata Buddha!"

"Tathagata Buddha? Have you heard of it?"

"You're not relying on word of mouth!"

"The Buddha said, compassion is in the arms, and if you can cross it, you can cross it!"

"If you wait for a moment, you will slaughter the children of this sect! Don't you break the precepts and clear the rules?"

"Aren't you also demons and must be executed?"

After speaking, everyone blushed and bowed their heads.

Shame was written all over everyone's face.

"As long as there is kindness in your heart and good deeds, you are my Buddhist disciple!"

Speaking of which, Puhui pointed his right hand directly at Wu Hong, "And he, who has never shaved, has other avenues!"

"Why is this kind of person my Buddhist disciple?"

"He came to the Buddhist country, but only to obtain a seat of Buddha!"

"Furthermore, he is the real devil by using secret magic sounds to confuse people's minds!"

Puhui's voice reverberated, making people's ears roar.

Many people woke up one after another.

Wu Hong's secret method was broken, his face was ugly, and he pointed at Puhui, "I cultivated it, but it is a dignified Buddhist way!"

"You are the real devil!"

After he finished speaking, Wu Hong's right hand flashed golden light and rushed towards Puhui.

"Huh..."

The surrounding air distorted at extreme speed.

The terrifying aura made one's scalp tingle.

Seeing this scene, Puhui didn't change her face, she stretched out her palm in a hurry, and pressed it forward.

"Om..."

A Buddha print flew out of the palm and hit Wu Hong in an instant.

"Boom..."

A loud bang.

Wu Hong's body stomped back and fell directly to the ground.

He struggled to his feet, looking ashamed.

"I fought with you!"

With a roar, Wu Hong's whole body quickly lit up with golden light.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden light Arhat.

That indestructible momentum came rushing in.

"You devil, help Zhou to abuse, let's die together today!"

Wu Hong's voice was cold as he was about to rush forward.

"stop!"

With a light drink, Wu Hong and Pu Hui's expressions changed slightly.

"Buddha?"

A look of fear appeared on Pu Hui's face.

Unexpectedly, the small city of Ma is actually guarded by a Buddha.

"The competition in Macheng is about to start. You can't wait for another incident, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

A roar shook everyone's ears.

Everyone's eyes were full of fear, and they all bowed their heads.

"Humph… "

Wu Hong was unwilling and pointed at Puhui, "Little monk, I remember you, this is not over!"

"Donor, you have made another precept and lied!" Puhui said.

"you… "

Wu Hong's chest stagnated, unwilling to let go, turned around and left quickly.

"Thank you Master for saving your life!"

The two fat monks came to Puhui and performed a Buddhist ceremony.

"Don't be too polite!"

After finishing speaking, Puhui left quickly.

Everyone looked at Puhui, and their expressions changed.

Worship, awe, doubt...

Emotions were written all over their faces.

"Who is he? A Buddhist seal actually knocked Wu Hong back?"

"I don't know, I don't seem to be famous!"

"No fame? Such a powerful strength, at least in the eighth-rank demigod realm, right? This kind of person is not famous in the Three Realms?"

"Maybe that eminent monk is keeping a low profile!"

This sound kept ringing.

in the crowd.

Sun Hao looked at this scene and nodded with a smile.

This common wisdom is not only high in comprehension, but also good in mind.

It seems that he is not wrong.

"Master, Wu Hong is gone!" The six-eared macaque pointed at Wu Hong's back and said.

"Can't go, we'll find him later!" Sun Hao said with a smile.

"Okay, son!"

in an inn.

"Wow, Young Master Wu Hong is here, so handsome!"

"Handsome ass, I was punched back by a little monk named Pu Hui today!"

"What? He was kicked back by a little monk? Then he's too weak, right?"

"That's not!"

Wu Hong walked into the inn, and when he heard these voices, he swept away fiercely, and stared directly at the person who was babbling.

However.

"What are you looking at, not convinced? Come and beat me if you are not afraid of death!"

"Seeing him angry makes me feel so good!"

The corners of many people's mouths rose, extremely arrogant.

Wu Hong's fist clenched.

Finally, reluctant to let go of his hands.

He secretly recorded the appearance of these people, and the killing intent was hidden in his heart.

After regaining his composure, he walked back to his room.

"Huh..."

He waved his right hand and laid out a series of isolation formations.

"what… "

Wu Hong roared angrily, his blood red eyes staring straight ahead.

"Puhui, wait for me!"

"Don't let me meet you, otherwise, I want you to look good!"

After a long time, Wu Hongcai gradually calmed down.

suddenly.

Wu Hong raised his eyebrows and looked up, his pupils contracted and his face changed dramatically.

Suddenly, there was one more person in the room.