The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 1814: If you come to the gold body
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Tang Zheng looked at the prodigiously angry protoss and smiled: "Your **** is chaotic, destined to die."
The spirit of the Protoss is even more chaotic. If the opponent sees through his heart, he has no chance of winning.
Where does he know that the other party is not a person who has broken into God Realm, but the person's real body.
Tang Zheng decided not to give the other party a chance to understand. He raised his arm, and the Xuan Zang sword flew from behind him. The sword light soared into the sky, and the dim ghost world was like a day.
The ghost world sentiments looked up to this scene, and their hearts were stirred, many believers bowed their heads directly, extremely pious, and a force of faith gradually rose and drifted straight to Tang Zheng.
The pupils of the Protoss shrank and witnessed Tang Zheng ’s absorption of the power of faith. He no longer doubted the identity of the other party, and believed that Tang Zheng was the one who broke into God Realm.
"Great injustice!"
The protoss roared, and the huge idol slowly rose from behind, floating in mid-air, overlooking all beings.
Tang Zheng was extremely small in front of the idol.
He raised his eyes and looked at the idol, his heart moved. Is this the Divine Ability of the Protoss?
It ’s time to see.
Hu!
The Xuan Zang sword descended from the sky and penetrated the heaven and earth. The heaven and earth seemed to be divided into two by this sword, slashing towards the high god.
The idols folded their palms together, sandwiching the sky with the sword light firmly. In an instant, the sword light shrank from all directions and merged into the sword light.
The sword light was fierce, and it seemed that dazzling eyes flew out of the cracks of the fingers, puffing, piercing the air.
At the same time, Tang Zheng folded his hands together, recited the Buddhist scriptures, and a golden Sanskrit text flew out of his mouth, turned into a golden cassock, and he blossomed into a lotus flower, and he walked on the lotus. , And immediately came to the statue.
The Protoss stood in front of the deity and faced Tang Zheng, saying, "You are the same as his Divine Ability."
"Yes, in the same line, each has its own merits," Tang Zheng said truthfully.
The Protoss's heart is set, if he breaks the Divine Ability of the King of Earth, then naturally he can break the Divine Ability of Tang Zheng. After all, this Divine Ability is in the same vein, then he can search for the flaw according to the picture.
"Hahaha, you will definitely lose!"
The Protoss laughed wildly, their confidence skyrocketed, and the idols grinned and communicated with the Protoss. They looked down upon Tang Zheng as if they were ants.
Tang Zheng didn't take it seriously. He continued to recite the Tibetan scriptures. There was golden light flowing on the golden cassocks. The wind grew longer, and Tang Zheng's body was synchronized with it, becoming a little taller.
In a moment, he was several meters tall, taller than the Protoss, but instead looked down on the Protoss.
Seeing this scene, the Protoss was shocked and asked, "How did you do it? Are you not the same Divine Ability as the King of Tibet?"
Tang Zheng didn't answer. The power of faith in all directions was integrated into his body. He realized something in his heart. With this change, he felt that he was striding towards that hurdle.
He thought that when he saw the Protoss, he would be afraid, but when he really saw the Protoss, it was because the Protoss's mind was chaotic first, and he seemed to understand.
The Protoss sees Tang Zheng getting higher and higher, and the mysterious and unpredictable breath makes him more and more frightened. He screamed: "Anything you like Divine Ability, there is only one way in front of me-death! "
Boom!
The idol folded his hands inward, the sword light shattered, and the Xuanzang sword fell from midair.
Tang Zheng ignored it, and had no intention of looking away.
In the ghost realm, more and more mourned before him, and the power of surging faith flew from them.
Boom!
A vortex appeared on the top of Tang Zheng ’s head. A vortex composed of the power of faith rotates at a high speed. The power of faith falls from the vortex, turning into a beam of light like qualitative and falling into the Tang Ling cover.
Boom!
A loud noise rang from his mind, and then, all around him, every joint made a similar loud noise.
His body rises in height, and in an instant, he becomes a real giant, with golden glory, taller than the god.
"Magic Fist!"
The Protoss felt unprecedented pressure. Just like the stormy waves, he was going to shoot him on the reef. He struggled to resist. The gods punched, the wind lingered in the clouds, and the sky was full of thunder.
A thunder and lightning appeared on the fist of the god, and thunder and lightning also appeared around the idol. The crackling of the idol made the idol's momentum rise to a new extreme.
Boom!
The fist of the idol appeared in front of Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng raised his palm slowly and stood upright in front of him. The palm of God's boxing box became bigger and bigger, and he turned and photographed it.
Golden light pours from the palm of the hand, like the water of the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, drowning the fist of the gods. The gold light is surging, and the arms of the idol are flooded, spreading step by step to the idol.
The Protoss was overwhelmed and screamed: "How is it possible? This is the natal idol I cultivated. It is the special Divine Ability of the Protoss. How can I lose?"
The Protoss, the cultivation of the Idol of the Destiny, is the symbol of the Protoss. The largest Divine Ability of the Protoss is hidden in the Deity.
But at this moment, the protoss found that his natal avatar seemed to be out of his control.
This is unprecedented.
Foretells that his natal deity may fall apart.
Once the Idol of Destiny will be destroyed, he will have only one way to die.
"Is this golden buddha your natal image?" Protoss murmured to the golden buddhas that looked like the towering mountains.
Tang Zheng has guessed a little and shook his head and said, "Wrong, he is not my natal god."
"This is like a golden body." Another voice shouted excitedly.
The King of Tibet looks up to this golden Buddha. The golden Buddha and Tang Zheng are in one body, and they are far from the ancestral idol of the Protoss. This is a realm he has never reached.
He only cultivated the Rulai God Palm, and Tang Zheng even cultivated the Rulai Golden Body. The two are vastly different.
The palm of Rulai is only a part of the golden body of Rulai. How can it be compared with this golden body.
"Amitabha, Tang Zheng really has great wisdom, far superior to me." The king of Tibet has folded his hands together with emotion.
Tang Zheng glanced down at the Tibetan King and said, "Yes, this is like a golden body, and it is in the same vein as the Divine Ability of the Tibetan King. The Tibetan Scriptures are vast and profound. It is far from what you can imagine from the gods outside the world."
The Protoss eyes are chaotic, and they gritted their teeth and said, "What is like a golden body, since it is not a mortal idol, then everything is unbearable."
Instead, the Protoss' faith has greatly increased.
The power of faith in heaven and earth has all been incorporated into Tang Zheng ’s body. The momentum of his whole body has changed dramatically. He looked at the Protoss and said, "Is the God of Life, really so amazing?"
"Haha, you are the Protoss, but you don't know the greatness of the natal image." Protoss seemed to hear the most ridiculous joke and laughed wildly.
Suddenly, he remembered a message in God Realm, and his pupils were wide open, exclaimed: "You are making trouble to God Realm, defeating many masters of God Realm, and you have never seen you use the image of Destiny What about your natal god? "