Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The demon bat was a bit withdrawn at this time. The power and strength of the Vajra Palm was far beyond his expectations. He felt that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to deal with Jiumo Luo's Buddhist skills.

If he wanted to fight to consume and drag the opponent to death, it would be even more unrealistic. ,

Jiumo Luo's martial arts cultivation has reached the state of Zhoutian circulation. The internal small Zhoutian and the universe's big Zhoutian are circulating endlessly, and the true energy is endless. Even if he uses this extremely consuming unique skill, he can recover in a very short time.

In the end, I am afraid he will not be able to escape the word of defeat.

Therefore, although he really didn't want to give up the blood and essence of Meng Zhao, who was suspected to have a special physique, he had to face the reality.

If he continued to be obsessed with greed, I am afraid that he would end up here.

The demon bat was determined to leave, and did not entangle. He rolled up his sleeves, and the two blood-bone bat wings behind him opened and soared into the sky.

However, Jiumo Luo came here specifically to deal with him. How could he let him come and go freely and escape?

He just pointed his finger, and a large net shining with golden light fell from the sky above the sky, directly blocking the way for the demon bat to fly away from the sky. At the same time, the golden Buddha net gradually shrank and turned into a first-grade golden lotus, trying to press the demon bat in it.

The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and countless sounds of chanting and reciting Buddha's name poured into the demon bat's ears, making him depressed and irritable, and feeling dizzy and tired, obviously his mind was greatly exhausted.

Such means are unpredictable and seem to be very different from ordinary martial arts means, but in fact, they are still the martial artist's use of his own martial arts and the vitality of heaven and earth. The so-called wonderful use is in one's heart, that's it.

The demon bat is indeed a fierce and ruthless man. Facing such a situation, he is not vague. The blood in his eyes is getting more and more intense. Suddenly, a pool of red blood spit out from his mouth, like a blood spring. There is no bloody smell in the clearness, but a fragrance.

As soon as the blood came into contact with the air, it turned into more than a dozen lifelike blood-colored bats flapping their wings, dancing around the Buddha light emitted by the first-grade golden lotus, and soon exploded, bursting out an extremely amazing destructive force.

This force directly shattered the first-grade golden lotus, and the golden light and blood light in the air shone together...

He also took this opportunity to turn into a blood light and soared into the sky.

But to his disappointment, in front of him, there was still Jiuma Luo standing still like a mountain, like a Buddha sitting in meditation.

The demon bat wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was a little pale. The move just now used his blood bat clone, which consumed a lot and damaged his foundation. He said angrily,

"Jiumala, I don't plan to be your enemy anymore, why are you forcing me?"

From the meaning of his words, it seems that if he retreated on his own initiative, Jiuma Luo should let him go.

This idea is simply inexplicable, but it also reflects the stubbornness and devilishness in the demon bat's temperament.

Being self-centered, he always puts himself in the role of a strong and powerful person, but he ignores that the person standing in front of him today is Jiuma Luo, the guardian god of the Nalanda Temple and a master of the Tianxing Hall of Dayong. It is his duty and morality to capture him. How can he stop when he sees the good? Jiuma Luo was solemn and dignified, just like the gods and Buddhas in the temple. His voice was faint, but it was like a big bell, with a shocking sense of power. He said, "Demon Bat, you are guilty of heinous crimes and have committed countless bloody crimes. Although Buddha is merciful, he is also angry. Today, I will not let you get away. What means do you have? Keep using them." Meng Zhao looked a little anxious. Watching Jiuma Luo and the Demon Bat confront each other, he whispered to Lu Zhong beside him, "Zhong Bo, why do I feel that Jiuma Luo intends to let the Demon Bat attack? Why not sweep the courtyard and sweep the cave to kill it? Take him down, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble?" Lu Zhong shook his head, and then thought of something, and said thoughtfully, "I don't know, but I try to guess. Buddhism emphasizes the emptiness of the four elements, but the guardian gods are different. They are the most combative. It may be that he rarely encounters a strong opponent like the demon bat, and he is eager to learn more about the other party's martial arts. When I was young, I also had this idea. "Meng Zhao cursed Jiumo Luo in his heart. He really couldn't tell the priorities of things. There is a chance to take him down, but he didn't act quickly, waiting for the other party to make a move, and had to play a turn-based game. He is not a little white rabbit that you can knead at will. There is also the background of the hell behind him. God knows what trump card the other party has. If he plays too much, Jiumo Luo will have a hard time explaining, and he will have to be worried and wait for the revenge of the hell and the demon bat. "Young Master, please be patient. I think that the God of Jiumo Luo will win the battle. There shouldn't be any big problems.

This is also a rare opportunity. Although the wonders of Yuan Qi can only be experienced after reaching Xiantian, if the young master can understand a little bit from the battle between such Xiantian masters, it will be of great benefit to his martial arts practice."

There is no way. Jiumo Luo is not his subordinate. It is not his turn to point fingers at others. He can only sit quietly on the chair and watch the battle between Jiumo Luo and the demon bat from afar.

It is not accurate to say that it is a battle, because from beginning to end, Jiumo Luo has the upper hand.

Seeing the demon bat using all kinds of means, the true Qi turned into a river of blood, the blood bat, and the blood-bone bat wings, the speed soared to the limit, and even left several afterimages in the void that were real enough, but they were all no match for Jiumo Luo's three axes.

Which three axes?

The first axe, the protective qi that was like a golden holy armor, was almost as powerful as the immortal golden body that the Buddha cultivated in mythology. No matter how fierce the attack of the demon bat was, or how strange its methods were, it could not hurt Jiumaro at all.

The second move was the ancient Buddhist skill, the Vajra Palm, which could break mountains, subdue demons, and flatten everything, making the demon bat lose its temper.

The last move was Jiumo Luo's method of forming a first-grade golden lotus, which combined various powers such as binding, suppression, and shock, and played with the demon bat several times.

It can be said that Meng Zhao was still somewhat interested at the beginning, but the more he watched, the more boring he felt, and he also had some understanding.

The demon bat has many means and can respond quickly, but if it really faces an enemy like Jiumo Luo, there is actually no difference between one means and a hundred means.

The same is true for martial arts. In the final analysis, what is cultivated is still strength.

Whether it is physical strength, true qi strength, or spiritual strength, any one of them is a great achievement.

If the demon bat now has ten times the strength of Jiumo Luo, there is no need to make itself miserable.

Just press a finger and poke Jiumo Luo to death.

The difference in power is actually reflected in all aspects.

Meng Zhao couldn't help but think, if he could cultivate the innate nine orifices in the future, with the mystery of the purple dragon body and the power of the red flag order to burn the sky and boil the sea, he wondered if he could be like this now, crushing the warriors like Jiumo Luo and playing with them in his hands.

It can't be said to be certain, but it's worth looking forward to.

As for the demon bat, Meng Zhao felt that he was not a weakling, but he was unlucky to meet Jiumo Luo.

Not only was his cultivation power inferior to the opponent, but his martial arts were also suppressed. It can only be said that he chose the wrong opponent.