The eight white apes have been trained by the monkeys for more than 10,000 years, their foundation is extraordinary, and they also have a trace of the blood of the wild apes, and they have obtained the magic power method specially taught by the monkeys, which is a wonderful method specially for the spirit apes generated by heaven and earth, and the ancient evil dust explains the avenue, and the star power of the heavens and the earth is not the infusion of the capital, so the magic power is a thousand miles.
In just more than 10,000 years, the eight white apes are the surnames of intensive cultivation, and at this time they have already stood on the threshold of Da Luo Jinxian with one foot.
Compared with the serious Da Luo Jin Immortal, the mana of the white apes is slightly worse, but the difference is not big.
But with the body of the unbroken King Kong trained by the monkey, coupled with the ancient evil dust to temper the body for them with the energy of the ether yin and the sun, the combat power is really terrifying.
Back then, the monkey used the cultivation of Taiyi Sanxian to turn the Three Realms upside down, and he was the master who could challenge the Da Luo Jin Immortal beyond the level.
These eight white apes do not have the spiritual roots of monkeys, but because of the abuse they have been subjected to for many years, the fierceness in their hearts is even stronger, so they are more and more ferocious and ruthless, and the killing surname is a hundred times heavier than that of monkeys.
The eight-headed white ape joined forces, and they could even compete with the top-grade Da Luo Jin Immortal without falling behind.
As soon as the eight iron rods weighing more than 10 million catties were unfolded, the eight white apes slammed into the white-clothed female cultivator according to the direction of the eight trigrams, and the iron rods rolled up the four phases of earth, water, fire, and wind, and the void of Poloni's secret joy was shattered piece by piece.
The stick wind was dripping, and there was an extremely strong attraction in the white apes' bodies, pumping the surrounding heaven and earth aura into their bodies in a predatory manner.
The suction force was so huge that dozens of mountains on the ground trembled faintly, and a large crack appeared at the foot of the mountain, and there was a great posture of flying off the ground and being swallowed by them.
This gossip formation seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it is the Eight Spirits Heavenly Array summarized by the Ten Heavenly Monarch and the Ancient Evil Dust combined with the Interception Sect Secret Killing Array, once the formation is fully launched, it will be overturned by the terrifying power that will destroy the world and turn the world, and what overturning the river and the sea is a pediatric matter in front of this big array.
After the eight iron rods were connected as one, and the immortal power in the bodies of the eight fierce apes was mixed together, a chaotic halo was seen in the void with countless wind, fire and thunder rolling towards the white-clothed female cultivator.
Dozens of mountains finally couldn't resist the terrifying suction from the void, and they flew up one after another, turning into countless large and small stones, and blasted towards the white-clothed nun with the drumming of the stick wind.
The mountains in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are extremely heavy, and the density of each mountain stone is extremely large, and a fist-sized mountain stone often weighs more than 100,000 catties.
The huge mountain roared towards the white-clothed nun with a loud noise, and the nun's face was a little ugly.
Buddhism exercises emphasize the cultivation of life, that is, the exercise of the physical body, and pay attention to using oneself as a boat to cross the boundless sea of suffering.
But this white-clothed nun is a more powerful magician, and you can't expect a delicate beauty to pick up heavy weapons such as iron rods and demon slaying pestles to fight people in close combat.
Looking at the monstrous flames of the eight fierce apes, the white-clothed nun shook the willow branches in her hands, and she had already brought a green breeze and drizzle sprinkled out.
The female cultivator's exercises are peaceful, with the authentic aura of Buddhism, and every wisp of long wind has the power to split the mountain, and every drop of drizzle is more than 10,000 catties.
However, the large array formed by the eight-headed white apes was like a pile of cutter wheels, and the gentle wind and drizzle were shattered by the chaos storm.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp ape cry was heard, and eight big apes that had swelled to a height of 100 zhang surrounded the white-clothed nun and smashed it down with an iron rod.
Each iron rod weighs more than 10 million catties, plus when Gu Xichen refined these iron rods, he didn't know how much Taiyin and Sun Qi were imported into it, and the Yin and Yang Qi were attracted to each other, and it was even driven to make the iron rods swirl and fly, and there were hundreds of millions of thunderbolts on the head together.
In addition, the arm strength of these eight white apes is incomparable, and the iron rod brings boundless killing power when it rotates.
The white-clothed female cultivator has always cultivated in the Great Snow Mountain, although the magic power is vast and the magic law is boundless, but the people who interact with her are all kind and kind monks, and I don't know how many Yuan Hui have never fought with people.
Unlike other heavenly realms of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Paloni is not arrogant and happy that the Buddhist family is dominant, so it has always been peaceful, and there has never been internal strife, and the Buddhist monks have been cultivating in this peaceful environment for I don't know how many years, and they have long forgotten that there is such a thing as conquest in this world.
Such a fierce eight-headed white ape surrounded her and smashed and bombarded all the time, and the white-clothed nun was suddenly confused.
She wasn't good at hand-to-hand combat in the first place, and in a hurry, she even forgot to use her belly-full mystical forbidden method.
In Pingyue, the white-clothed nun occasionally uses some spells, that is, to give birth to some lotus lotus roots to worship Buddha statues, summon points and gentle wind and drizzle to nourish the purple bamboo forest, or use some small prohibitions to make some jokes with the same door, or to heal the injured insects and beasts on their own territory.
She understands the powerful Buddha Gate prohibition, and it can be sent out almost instantly, but she has never used it.
Facing the eight iron rods smashed down on her head and face, when the white-clothed nun was still hesitating whether to use the Eight Heavenly Dragons to Break the Evil Buddha Light or the Mustard Sumeru Clutch Buddha Light to meet the enemy, her body had already reacted instinctively - she raised the white porcelain vase in her left hand and the willow branch in her right hand, and faced the eight iron rods.
Pity two ancient immortal artifacts handed down from ancient times, this is simply a crystal cup to collide with the hammer, clanging, snapping, the white porcelain bottle shattered, and the willow branch broke at the waist.
Eight iron rods smashed the two magic weapons of the white-clothed nun and smashed straight on her.
I only heard a wail, and a delicate and dignified Buddhist female cultivator was smashed into a meat cake by eight iron rods.
A relic flew up from a mess of flesh and blood, and was about to flee to the snowy mountain, when a vicious wind came, and Kong Sang said that a distant sword was pointed, and the relic was blown into countless golden light rain and scattered.
There was a loud bang like the sky and the earth cracked, and the mountain area where the purple bamboo forest was located below shook for a while, and large rock formations collapsed into the ground, and the originally dense purple bamboo forest instantly dried up and withered, and in just a few breaths, the original good dojo with beautiful mountains and rivers has become a bottomless big hole.
The army of the Nine Shadows Dao cheered in unison, and with the high-pitched and loud sound of the Chaos Bell, the army rolled up a lot of demon clouds and black qi and continued to move forward.
In the snowy mountain, the faces of the old nuns with no surname and more than a dozen old monks and nuns have become extremely ugly.
Wuji Zhenjun, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the battle, looked at his fingers casually, and secretly laughed in his heart.
Buddhism has already lost several elites, this is a great thing that he is happy to see in the Khotanese Palace, a few more deaths, the more deaths the better, anyway, it is a bald donkey who dies, and it is his business.
"The demonic flames are blazing, but they haven't even been tested yet."
The old nun with no surname held the Buddha beads and said dryly: "We have to send competent people to probe the details of the person they are the leader." ” A group of old monks and nuns also saw that it was not their backbone that appeared in the army of the Nine Shadows Dao, and Gu Xichen and the others who were sitting on the white bone demon dragon car and other cloud cars had not yet made a move.
However, it has already been folded three times in a row, and if this fourth game is still lost so cleanly, the sharp spirit of Buddhist cultivation up and down the Great Snow Mountain will be gone.
Wuji Zhenjun on the side suddenly laughed: "There are a few proud people under the Xuantian Palace, but there are also some small means to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so it's better to" The old nun with no surname hurriedly interrupted Wuji Zhenjun's words, and shouted loudly without even looking at this side: "Please also ask Venerable Venerable Brahman of White Lion Cliff to take action, I must break the devil's sharp energy, don't let them underestimate my Great Snow Mountain." ” A low and powerful Buddha horn sounded from somewhere in the Great Snow Mountain, and an old monk who was too tall flew up on the clouds.
The skin around the old monk is as transparent as clear water, the jade muscle and golden bones under the skin are clearly distinguished, and the five organs are showing glass-like colorful luster, and the brain tissue of ordinary people is not seen in the brain, but there is a viscous colorful water wave, on which there are eight relics floating, describing the evil is magical.
A group of old monks and nuns cheered in unison, this old monk's physical body has been cultivated to such a state, and his brain has also turned into chalcedony, obviously both his supernatural power and his physical body have been tempered to an extremely high level.
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According to their Buddhist statement, this old monk has at least reached the realm of no heaven, and the corresponding Dao Gate is the Dragon Transformation Brahma Dutian, at least it is also the peak cultivation of the top grade of Da Luo Jin Immortal.
Even in the ancient Buddhism, this can be regarded as a Bodhisattva with a profound Taoism.
The old nun with no surname glanced at Wuji Zhenjun proudly, and she said lightly: "I haven't seen you for so many years, but Senior Brother Fantuo has made great progress in cultivation. ” Wuji Zhenjun just smiled lightly and didn't say a word.
He looked down on this group of old monks and nuns, and he respected his identity and wanted to put on a score.
With their cultivation, they rushed up, and led countless Buddhist monks in the Great Snow Mountain to fight against the army of the Nine Hidden Paths, and just the old nun with no surname was able to suppress the Nine Hidden Paths.
But they have to follow the rules and send the big monks and little nuns to fight, isn't this a waste of their own vitality However, there are a large number of people in the Buddhist sect of Daxue Mountain, and the great monks are like the number of sand in the Ganges River, and there are hundreds of dead and wounded, but it doesn't matter.
Wuji Zhenjun smiled at the old nun with no surname, but he smiled and said nothing, he couldn't tell how happy he was in his heart.
The old nun's face was gloomy, she saw Wuji Zhenjun's schadenfreude, and immediately turned her head and looked at the old monk Fantuo who flew forward.
The amazing-looking old monk of the Buddha Buddha crossed millions of miles of void in a flash, and stopped alone in front of the army of the Nine Hidden Dao.
He casually took out a small mountain the size of a fist from his sleeve, threw it into the void, and let out a long shout.
Poloni was not arrogant and suddenly there was a thousand miles of incense wind wafting in the sky, and the golden Buddha light hung down from the sky, and this thin golden light was attached to the strong golden flame of the Buddha Gate Demon Subduing, if the disciples of the Nine Shadows Dao and the dark creatures rarely touched, if they touched their fingers, one arm would turn into ashes, and if they touched their toes, one thigh would disappear.
After losing thousands of people, the army of the Nine Shadows Dao slowly stopped.
The small mountain peak thrown by the old monk of Fantuo grew rapidly against the fragrant wind, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled to a height of 10,000 miles, with a radius of more than a million miles, which just blocked the way of the army of the Nine Hidden Dao.
On the top of this mountain stands a majestic and magnificent Zen platform, the old monk of the Buddha floated on the Zen platform, and his body also grew to a height of 100 miles, and slowly sat on the top of the Zen platform.
"One Thought of Heaven, One Thought of Hell" The old monk sang in a low voice, and the foot of the mountain floating in front of the army of the Nine Shadows Dao suddenly became a sea of swords, mountains and fires, and countless undead struggled in the boundless hell, letting out a hoarse howl.
On the mountainside, there is a paradise scene, where countless young men and women are happy to play and play in the boundless sea of flowers and dense forests, and they are free and easy.
"You have done many evils, there is no way to heaven, and there is a gate to hell, come quickly" A gust of wind blew, two yellow clouds flashed out in front of the Zen platform, and the two golden-bodied arhats with a high height roared angrily, bringing two Buddha lights and rushing down towards the white bone demon dragon car that Gu Xichen was riding.
As soon as they grabbed it with their big hands, they were about to grab the ancient evil dust sitting in the car and go to the blood sea hell under the mountain.
The Demon Dragongen Monster laughed, and in a flash, his figure had already turned into a human form and flew into the sky, raising two fists the size of wine jars and blasting down on the two King Kong Beware.
However, as soon as his fist touched the bodies of these two Arhats, the menacing Arhat passed through the fists of the Demon Dragon Gen like a phantom, and in a flash, he arrived in front of the Ancient Evil Dust Car.
Yang Jian, who was standing on the wheel, smiled coldly, the fairy light flashed in his eyes, the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed a brilliant light, and the huge heads of the two Arhats suddenly flew into the sky, and a large piece of golden light rushed out from their broken necks.
The old monk of Brahman, who was sitting on the meditation platform, snorted in disbelief, and suddenly there was a deep knife mark on the little finger of his right hand, and colorful golden blood continued to flow out of the knife mark, Rao is driving the Zen power in his body to heal the wound, but no matter how hard he tried, the wound still existed, and there was no sign of healing.
Glancing deeply at Yang Jian, who was doing nothing, the heart of the old monk sank down.
"Good and pure Daomen Xuangong" Isn't the army of the Nine Shadows Dao all a group of demons and monsters, just look at the sky-high corpse qi and ghost fire coiled in the sky above their queue, you can know that this is not a good person.
However, in the army of the Nine Hidden Dao, there was actually a powerful figure like Yang Jian, who was good at Dao Sect Xuangong, and he could actually kill the Arhat clone condensed by a wisp of true spirit of the old monk Fantuo.
It's just a matter of killing the clone, Yang Jian's one actually hurt him through the connection between the doppelganger of the golden body Arhat and the Brahma body.
Moreover, this injury cannot be cured by the cultivation of the old monk Brahma, which is not caused by ordinary Taoist exercises.
Yang Jian also looked coldly at the old monk from a distance of hundreds of miles, and after a long time, Yang Jian smiled slightly and nodded lightly at the old monk.
He held the hilt of a three-pointed, two-edged knife and suddenly stabbed forward.
A knife stabbed out, without any sound, without bringing a knife wind, but the old monk on the meditation platform in the distance suddenly chanted a Buddha name, the wound on the little finger of his right hand was torn rapidly, only to hear a sound of gold and iron shattering, and his little finger suddenly broke at the root.
"Nam no Amitabha" The old monk looked at his broken finger blankly, and suddenly pointed at Yang Jian from afar: "Donor, dare to enter my Buddha country" The mountain, which is thousands of miles high and a radius of millions of miles, suddenly flashed a large piece of golden light, and countless flying Buddha girls rose down in the golden light, and there were many dragon maidens with bright eyes and bright teeth, and the Yaksha Asura was equal to the flowers and trees, and they sang and danced and frolicked in the flower forest, which was a little more confusing out of thin air.
Yang Jian picked up the long knife without saying a word and took a step forward, and he reached the foot of the mountain in one step.
Countless resentful spirits roared and rushed out of the sword mountain and sea of fire, trying to grab Yang Jian's body and drag him into the boundless hell.
With a slight swing of the three-pointed two-edged knife, countless resentful spirits wailed in unison, and their waists were broken into two, turning into green smoke in the blink of an eye.
Yang Jian's toes lightly, and suddenly the knife mountain broke, the sea of fire was extinguished, and the boundless sea of blood dried up in an instant, and the scope of the huge Buddha country of the old monk of Brahma immediately shrank by three percent.
Slowly climbing up the mountain step by step, Yang Jian's clear voice resounded throughout the Boloni Mi Lotte "Buddhism has its own merits, and it is also the orthodoxy of saints.
But there is a group of scum of Buddhism, who do not learn good Zen exercises, and specialize in these tricks that confuse people's eyes.
With such an illusion, even if you have the cultivation of an ancient Buddha, what is the use?"
Countless bewitching beauties twisted their waists and greeted Yang Jian, Yang Jian's sword flashed, and countless bewitching bewitches were all broken into pieces.
There were countless Heavenly Dragons and Eight Tribes roaring angrily towards Yang Jian, and they were still flashing with a flash of swords, and the gods and Buddhas were all shattered.
There were countless Vajra Ming Kings waving Buddhist magic weapons and smashing them down like raindrops, but the refreshing sword light still flashed so shallowly, and countless Vajra Ming Kings also turned into pieces and fell one after another.
With every flash of sword light, there was an additional scar on the body of the Brahma monk that was deep and visible to the bone.
As Yang Jian climbed up the mountainside step by step, the five fingers of the left hand of the monk were all broken, and the five fingers, wrists, elbows, and shoulders of the right hand also fell off silently, and the blood of colorful glazed gold flowed all over the ground.
The old monk looked at Yang Jian dumbfounded, he wanted to say something tremblingly, but where could he say it Although the old monk is hundreds of miles high, he even sits on the top of the mountain.
Although Yang Jian is no more than eight feet tall, and he is standing on the mountainside, everyone thinks that it is Yang Jian who is condescendingly overlooking the old monk Fantuo.
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Yang Jian walked towards the old monk of Fantuo step by step, and his voice shook so that Bolonian was not arrogant and Lotte was faintly vibrating.
"Let you transform into three thousand worlds, let you manifest eighteen hells, let you change like a wheel of three thousand red dust, old monk, who should you be?"
"This monarch does not obey the control of heaven, does not obey the earth, and is at ease in the Three Realms.
A heart, only seeking the avenue is endless.
Your mere illusions, in front of your eyes, are nothing more than winter fireflies, stupid wastes who don't know whether to live or die."
The old monk was furious, he stood up suddenly, raised his right leg and was about to stomp on the top of Yang Jian's head.
But as soon as his feet were lifted, Yang Jian had already arrived behind him, and a touch of sword light with a sense of amazement across the country and the city slashed through the neck of the old monk Fantuo, and the huge head of the old monk of Fantuo flew high, and the eight relics in his body were all smashed with a knife.
"Great Sage, this time I'm one step ahead" Yang Jian stood on the zen platform on the top of the mountain, bowed his head and smiled indifferently at the stunned monkey squatting on the roof of the ancient evil dust carport.
The body of the old monk of the Brahma Tuo disintegrated piece by piece, turning into countless golden light rains and scattering in all directions, among which the purest and most original part of the energy was integrated into Yang Jian's body.
Yang Jian's body was full of light, and a sudden clear air flew into the sky, and three groups of green lotus carriers floated in that clear air, and gradually the green lotus turned into a dazzling gold.
The three golden lotuses swayed up and down for a while, and gradually released a bright golden light that enveloped Yang Jian's body.
A knife made the old monk Fantuo fall, and Yang Jian's cultivation steadily stepped into the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal.
Among the so many people around Gu Xichen, Yang Jian was the first person to enter the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal.
"Hey, it's worthy of the heroic martyr Zhaohui Qingyuan Dao Miao Xianren Shiki Xingji Erlang Xian Shengzhen Jun" Kuo Hua sighed faintly: "It's just that life is so handsome, and the cultivation is so fast, how can the love be embarrassing, how can the love be embarrassing, fortunately, this guy is not interested in beautiful women, otherwise where would we have the opportunity to come out and mix" After a few sighs, Hua Hua reached into his underwear very resentfully, and slowly pulled out a cigar.
The monkey slowly stood up and gave Yang Jian a thumbs up.
"Good Erlang, hey, next game, look at Grandpa Sun mine" The monkey picked up the mourning stick and tilted his head vigorously.
He jumped up in the air, smashed the Buddhist mountain that the old monk was disintegrating with a stick, and then flew forward more than a million miles in a dozen consecutive somersaults, holding a long stick and pointing at the snowy mountain and shouting: "In the Wuna Mountain, come to a piece of weight, let your grandfather hit 30,000 sticks."
The invincible Yang Tian laughed wildly three times, and the monkey roared loudly: "Come on, come on, Grandpa Sun doesn't bully you juniors, and you can make three moves later."
Strange laughter, the monkey slammed the long stick downward, beating several mountains to pieces, and he said strangely: "Quick, quick, don't hide behind it."
Your grandfather cherishes the younger generation the most, and he can't say that he can do it quickly. ” In the void, the three monks who had been spying on Gu Xichen and the others secretly appeared again.
When they saw that the challenger was a monkey, the faces of the three monks who had been smiling suddenly changed, they glanced at each other, and at the same time cursed in a low voice, and cautiously slipped away without knowing where to go.
Yang Jian returned to the ancient evil dust car, he looked at the monkey who was shouting in front of him, and suddenly laughed.
Gu Xichen hurriedly asked him what he was laughing at, and Yang Jian explained with a smile: "Speaking of which, these Buddhist monks in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are really the disciples and grandchildren of the Great Sage.
However, he didn't mention this matter himself, and no one in the Three Realms dared to say it. ” Gu Xichen nodded thoughtfully, but didn't he say who this monkey's master was, just say his identity in Buddhism, these old monks and nuns really had to call him obediently to sound good.
But Yang Jian killed the old monk Fantuo with one sword, such a magical power and such a wonderful method, it really frightened the old nun with no surname.
With the cultivation of the first-grade Da Luo Jin Immortal, it was easy to kill a top-grade Da Luo Jin Immortal, what kind of Xuan Gong Yang Jian was cultivating Looking at the monkey who confidently and slowly came forward to challenge, the old nun with no surname hesitated for a long time, and she didn't know who to send out to challenge.
Wuji Zhenjun sneered and said, "Masters, let's stick to the Mandala Eight Heavenly Dragon Demon Punishment Secret Array, and slowly consume their strength."
This group of people is not easy to deal with. ” Wuji Zhenjun didn't say anything, but as soon as he opened his mouth, even those old monks and nuns who had just broken through the barrier were angry.
A group of old monks and nuns looked at each other, and were about to nominate a certain eminent monk to deal with the monkey, and the monkey over there had already done something that made countless monks in the Great Snow Mountain angry This monkey actually undressed his waist skirt and spilled a bubble of monkey urine at the snowy mountain.
As the cultivation of the first product of Da Luo Jin Immortal, the monkey squirted nearly 10 million miles away with a soak of urine, and sprinkled it all over the hundreds of mountains in the Great Snow Mountain.
Of the Buddhist monks stationed on the mountain, at least tens of thousands of people were covered in his urine.
The Buddha is also angry, let alone the Buddha cultivation of these snowy mountains Nearly 10,000 monks flew up like a swarm of alarmed hornets, and flew towards the monkeys in a chaotic manner.
The monkey smiled happily, and took the eight-headed white ape to meet the nearly ten thousand Buddha cultivators.
To be continued: