C191 He Crushed Hong Junlin

"I'll blow this door open!" Dao Rong's temper was fiery, and he was also very conceited. He strode forward towards the Bodhi Door. His steps were steady, his body tall, and his four limbs were coiled with symbols. Treasure Light surged, and immortal light overflowed.

Hong Junlin held the square halberd in his hand and said, "I am here, and you dare to act impudently?"

"Get lost!" Dao Rong was not afraid of Hong Junlin at all. He threw a punch at Hong Junlin. He did not use any magic power. He only relied on the pure strength of his broken body!

Hong Junlin raised his fist to meet the punch. With a loud bang, the space seemed to have exploded. As for Hong Junlin, he was actually forced to take a step back. Taking advantage of this gap, Dao Rong looked at Hong Junlin with disdain. He threw another punch at the Bodhi Gate.

In an instant, dazzling silver light burst out from the door, and the healing crack instantly closed. At the same time, a stele appeared in front of the Bodhi Door! The stone tablet was filled with densely packed symbols and Ancient Characters, and no one could recognize it.

However, everyone understood the meaning of the words written on it. It was as if these words had resounded in their hearts.

This tablet was called the Invincible Monument!

As long as thirty Heavenly Favourite were gathered on the altar, the Invincible Monument would appear. As long as one's combat strength, cultivation base, comprehension ability, willpower and body strength were the strongest among the thirty Heavenly Favourite, they would be able to open the Bodhi Gate!

This was the rule!

"Hahaha, even the heavens are helping me. I'm here, so whoever is stronger than me, if you're not convinced, you can come!" Hong Junlin burst into laughter.

At this moment, Great Teapot and the Rainbow Heavenly Chicken had already discussed their countermeasures.

"Boss, we need to get the Bodhi tree as soon as possible. Once we get it, we'll leave immediately." Great Teapot said, rubbing his fists in excitement.

Hong Zheng nodded. "I understand."

After that, he glanced at Hong Junlin and said, "Move aside."

Hong Junlin was stunned. When he realized it was Hong Zheng, he laughed and said, "I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be you, the slave blood! What? You have improved recently. Are you going to attack me? "

"What does Hong Zheng mean?"

"Hey, kid, what do you mean? Do you think you are the strongest out of the 30 Heavenly Favourite?" The contempt in Dao Rong's eyes grew even more intense.

Hong Zheng looked coldly at Dao Rong. When he returned from Spirit City, he had encountered a member of the Rock Clan who tried to kill him. If it wasn't for the fact that he had some ability, he might have already died. Therefore, Hong Zheng didn't have a good impression of Dao Rong.

Dao Rong was furious. He was a powerful Heavenly Favourite that the Rock Clan had spent a hundred years to cultivate. Once he was born, he would become one of the geniuses of the Rock Clan. He had heard of Hong Zheng before, but he thought that Hong Zheng was just fishing for fame.

"I advise you not to speak to me like this." Hong Zheng glanced at Dao Rong and frowned.

"You're courting death!" Dao Rong exploded. It was incomparably terrifying. He threw a punch at Hong Zheng. A human-head-sized fist exploded in the void with a rumbling sound. On the fist, white energy shot out in all directions, shaking the void. The speed of this punch was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Hong Zheng. Everyone could imagine the scene of ___'s head being blown apart in just a breath's time.

"Hong Zheng is scared silly. He doesn't even know how to dodge."

"It's not that he doesn't know how to dodge, but he can't. The Qi of this punch has already locked onto him."

Hong Zheng didn't even blink. When the punch was three inches away from him, he moved. He extended his right hand and blocked the fist that was the size of an adult's head.

Everyone's pupils contracted.

Because Hong Zheng actually did not move at all, and was facing the fist.

Dao Rong was extremely shocked!

The Rock Clan had an incomparably strong physique and extraordinary strength, but he never thought that this handsome and tall man in front of him would actually block his punch that could shatter a mountain.

"Get lost!" Hong Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and he gently spat out a word. The right fist shone with a shocking light and its momentum was massive. It released the power to suppress the Eight Desolations and pushed forward layer by layer. A peerless force rolled around.

Divine light bloomed between his palms and fingers, pushing Dao Rong back by fifty to sixty meters. Dao Rong roared endlessly, and his body almost split apart. Next door, the Blood Mist continuously exploded!

Everyone's eyes focused.

"What a strong body! This fusion force is amazing! I never thought that it would be forced back by Hong Zheng's punch!" Hong Junlin's eyes sparkled.

"This Hong Zheng, why does it feel like he has become stronger?"

"Didn't he get hit by the Memory Breaking Blade? Why is he still so strong?"

"Slave blood, you..." Hong Junlin's eyes were gloomy. He was about to say something.

Hong Zheng suddenly turned around and looked at Hong Junlin with killing intent. His voice was incomparably cold. "Hong Junlin, why don't you call me Slave blood again? If you have the guts... why don't you call me slave blood again?"

That gaze was as sinister as a beast's. It stared at Hong Junlin, causing Hong Junlin's heart to feel somewhat cold.

But who was Hong Junlin? He had always thought that his father was number one under the heavens, so he naturally wasn't afraid. "You slave blood!"

Hong Zheng's eyes turned cold, and he quickly walked towards Hong Junlin. His gait was like that of a dragon and a tiger, and he was like an Emperor patrolling. His imposing manner had reached a peak.

"Hong Junlin, do you really think that I am afraid of you?" Hong Zheng moved, and took the initiative to attack. He pushed the Grand Ancestor Divine Fist, and a vast amount of spiritual energy rolled out, attacking towards Hong Junlin!

Boom! The two of them exchanged a punch. In an instant, the entire altar seemed to be trembling. Hong Junlin was actually forced back a few steps by Hong Zheng! On the other hand, Hong Zheng remained motionless, like a divine being that had existed since ancient times.

His long hair was hanging loosely on his shoulders, and his body was emitting beams of Primal Immortal Light. The surface of his body was crystal clear. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and he looked like a starry sky. His expression was resolute and resolute. This was especially the case with his right eye, where there was a golden vortex spinning.

Everyone was shocked, and expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces.

"How is this possible? Hong Zheng's body is so strong that even Hong Junlin was knocked back by him!"

"What kind of body forging divine ability is this? How can it be so powerful?"

"There are many types of body forging divine abilities in the Buddhist Dharma. It might not be as powerful as this body forging divine ability."

Hong Junlin took a few steps back. His eyes were cold and cold, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He was injured. One punch, just one punch, and he was actually injured by Hong Zheng!

Everyone could see that Hong Zheng was only a Bone Reproduction Level 9. He was far weaker than Hong Junlin and the others.

They couldn't understand why ___ had such a powerful body with such a cultivation base. It was really hard to imagine!

"Slave blood, it seems like you have really grown up." Hong Junlin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as gloomy as a wolf's.

"Who gave you the courage to call me that?" Hong Zheng raised his head. His eyes were as sharp as knives as they scraped Hong Junlin's face.

Hong Junlin unleashed his energy, and unleashed the Great Unrestrained Devil Fist of the mixed-blood inheritance. The punch contained a tremendous force that could easily shatter a mountain. But in the next second, his body was sent flying by Hong Zheng. He almost fell out of the altar.

Hong Zheng's voice was like thunder, and it carried a frightening penetrating magic power. "Hong Junlin, you are courting death."

He was extremely powerful. Once he gained the upper hand, he would not spare anyone. He rushed forward like a human shaped True Dragon. Every strike contained unimaginable power. Hong Junlin went crazy. He continuously unleashed all kinds of mixed blood divine abilities.

However, what Hong Zheng knew was even more exquisite. All kinds of symbols shone, and his body shone with multicolored light, firmly suppressing Hong Junlin.

Hong Junlin and Hong Zheng exchanged a blow with each other. Their faces were filled with pain. It was because he discovered that Hong Zheng's body didn't seem to be made of flesh and blood at all. It was more like it was made of fine iron. As he struck it, a continuous banging sound was heard. It was like a sound transmission from an empty valley, echoing in waves.

Roar! Hong Junlin roared. He had been hit by Hong Zheng in his Niwan Palace major acupuncture point. That punch had actually caused the space between his eyebrows to vibrate! He felt that his mind was muddled. If it wasn't for his powerful cultivation base, Hong Zheng's punch... * Hong Long...... *

Everyone looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. The strongest Heavenly Favourite was actually no match for Hong Zheng and was completely suppressed.

"Hong Zheng, how could he be this powerful?" Some of the Heavenly Favourite's voice was trembling.