Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Buddhist teachings of Puluo Temple are weak?

Who in the whole of China dares to say this?

But under the palm of Qingzhu, everyone was amazed. It's not that Puluo Temple is weak, but that Qingzhu is too strong...

On the edge of the broken cliff, Hei Wang and others were dumbfounded, including those overseas strongmen, who even forgot to attack for a while.

"How dare you!"

Kongwen was like a furious Vajra, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand had fallen into the Buddha statue at some point, turning into a ten-foot-long divine pestle, and slammed towards Yue Long.

Yue Long raised his head and smiled, and only raised one hand.

Boom!

One hand was like holding up the sky, and the ten-foot-long divine pestle was stagnant in the air at this moment, unable to move.

No matter how Kongwen transferred the Buddha's power, it was still difficult to make that tiny palm tremble at all.

"Not to mention you, even if it's the real Buddha, what can you do?"

Yue Long smiled, and the light in his palm shone brightly. A green palm print as wide as a mountain emerged from his palm. The powerful demon-subduing pestle was actually raised continuously amid the violent roar.

Boom!

There was another loud noise comparable to the collapse of a mountain. The arms of the Buddha holding the demon-subduing pestle actually cracked directly, turning into Buddha light all over the sky and dissipating.

Without the support of his arms, the demon-subduing pestle flew into the sky under this palm, scattering the night.

Kong Wen spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound, his breath was extremely weak, and he looked at Yue Long with wide eyes.

Yue Long smiled faintly, waved his palm, and suppressed the waves in the sky, rising more than ten feet high.

Kong Wen and Kong Ming, the two monks of the Puluo Temple, were completely submerged and buried under the raging waves.

"Yue Long!"

The Star Emperor's eyes were bloodshot, he roared and the star map appeared behind him again.

However, this time, the star map was so bright that it turned into ten suns across the sky, illuminating even the night as bright as day, shocking the world.

"The sun is like a tiny fire to me, how can it stop me?"

Yue Long smiled indifferently, and the huge green palm print flew out, with five fingers like a mountain, grabbing the ten suns that were rumbling.

Boom!

The palm print like a mountain collided with the ten suns, and in an instant, the suns were like candles that were extinguished, turning into flames all over the sky and dissipating in the air.

Yue Long stretched out his hand several times, and crushed all the suns, and rushed towards the Star Emperor with unstoppable force.

Su Muyu's face was pale, but he was not willing to be outdone. He roared: "Kill!"

As soon as the word came out, the star map behind him changed again, turning into an endless vortex like a black hole, appearing in front of him.

Surprise flashed in Yue Long's eyes, and he smiled: "You are quite capable!"

The palm print did not change, but when it approached the black hole that swallowed the sea water, it suddenly shone brightly. Green pines rose on the five fingers. Each green pine was several feet high, with branches spreading and spreading between the black hole, supporting the black hole that swallowed everything.

"Crack!"

Yue Long stood in the air with his hands behind his back, and uttered a word lightly.

The next moment, the black hole was broken, pierced by countless pine branches, and Su Muyu spit out a mouthful of blood, his face full of soul loss.

"How is it possible?"

As the strongest innate in China, he couldn't stop Yue Long's move.

Warriors are all proud, let alone Su Muyu, who is known as the Star Emperor? But at this moment, Su Muyu's heart was not proud at all, and he suffered an unprecedented blow.

The palm print was retracted, restored to its original state, and came towards Su Muyu with unstoppable force.

If it hit, Su Muyu would definitely die in his current state.

"Suppress!"

With a loud shout, the immortal looked extremely solemn, his white hair spread out, stirring in the night.

There were blue veins on his forehead, and a seal was formed.

This seal was born, as if it was integrated into the world. The next moment, the night seemed to be torn apart, and a towering monument fell towards the palm print.

Yue Long looked up and his smile was restrained.

"You are old. If you were still young, I might not be able to defeat you!"

"But now, you don't have much time left. You have already done your best to support your life. What else can you do to stop me?"

Yue Long took a step forward, and his palm came out again. Another majestic palm print rose up, and his two palms lifted up into the air, suddenly dragging the monument.

"Crack!"

Yue Long's figure was like the wind, and he appeared silently at the bottom of the monument.

A punch, like a real dragon rising into the abyss, slammed into the bottom of the monument.

In an instant, a concave mark appeared at the bottom of the monument, and Yue Long's entire fist was completely sunk into the monument.

"Wow!"

The immortal suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with reluctance and despair, and he shouted again.

On the monument, cracks continued to appear and spread to all directions, but as the immortal's body trembled, the cracks on the monument were still being repaired.

The cracks grew slower and slower, but the appearance of the immortal became more and moreHe looked older, his skin was already attached to his bones, and his blood seemed to be exhausted at this moment.

Yue Long turned his head and looked at the Immortal, with some reluctance in his eyes, but soon, it was covered by determination.

"Today, whoever stops me will die!"

His voice was cold, and he stepped on the air, as if it was directly stepped on. A stream of air instantly blasted into the sea, stirring up huge waves.

At this moment, Yue Long's figure was completely immersed in the monument. Starting from the center of the monument, a huge and difficult to heal crack suddenly appeared, spreading from the bottom of the monument to the top, and finally cracked, turning into countless lights and disappearing.

The Immortal stared at this scene blankly, accompanied by a large mouthful of blood, and the vitality in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"Alas!"

He looked up and sighed. He had experienced the changes of the Qing Dynasty and even the difficulties of China. Now he finally reached the end of his life. "I was born in war. What I want in this life is that China will no longer have war smoke and hope that all living beings will be happy."

"After experiencing the sword and the flames of war, I finally spent more than 73 years in this peaceful time. I worked diligently, not fighting with others, not fighting with the sky, just to ask for a glimmer of hope from the world, so that I can see this peaceful and prosperous world a few more times."

The immortal looked down at Yue Long, with no resentment or hatred in his eyes.

"Yue boy, 70 years ago, I was wrong. Spare China!"

Yue Long turned his head, with pity in his eyes. He did not speak, but a voice sounded in the immortal's ears.

"Don't worry, China will not be in chaos!"

A glimmer of light flashed in the immortal's eyes, and he suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, but the last glimmer of life quietly dissipated, leaving only the posture of looking up at the sky and laughing.

Yue Long slowly closed his eyes and turned his head to look into the depths of the mountains.

"Xianweng!"

All the Chinese warriors shouted at the top of their lungs at this moment, regardless of swords and swords, regardless of life and death, and frantically launched a breakthrough.

This crazy move made those overseas warriors who cherished their lives show shock, and they were unwilling to fight with these people.

One after another, figures rushed to the sea and dragged the body of the Xianweng.

At the same time, some people wanted to reverse their meridians and fight for their lives.

"Stop!"

Xingdi held the body of the Xianweng and looked at the invincible Qingzhu and the overseas warriors.

His eyes were trembling slightly.

"The immortal sent me a message at the last moment!" Su Muyu's voice was trembling, even with a cry, "He said he hoped we would live!"

He looked at the world sadly, "Huaxia, lost!"

Except for He Taisui, whose life and death were uncertain in the magic vine, all the innates around him were injured. On the other hand, there were also twelve overseas masters. Although they were injured, they were much better than the innates of Huaxia.

Moreover, Yue Long was invincible in the world.

How could Huaxia fight?

However, at this moment, a rainbow light flashed among the mountains, cutting through the night and coming towards Yue Long.

The light was extremely bright and rushed towards Yue Long.

Yue Long seemed to have a smile on his face, and he made a move with both hands. Two mountain-like palm prints shook with the rainbow light.

Boom!

The violent explosion swept the world and split the sea in two.

After the aftermath, Yue Long appeared in front of everyone, but a streak of blood on his palm was extremely eye-catching.

Yue Long, the Green Lord, swept through the two innates of Pro Temple, the Star Emperor Su Muyu, and forced the Immortal to death. Now... he was injured!

In the mountains, a figure seemed to be walking in the air with the power of heaven and earth.

Immortal style, arrogant!