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1…… The Central Plains Buddhism is really prosperous, there are many people, and there are eighteen enemies at every turn. (If you like this book, please collect it biquge.info) It's so majestic!""Listening to what the master said so wildly, why don't you just beat everyone up in groups, and what number of people will you divide into the same number of scenes?

"The great evil king of Lao Shizi is not a Buddhist thing, and if he says that the evil is unknown, it will be owned by the Buddha, so domineering......!

As soon as the false mention of yì came out, many of the martial artists present who participated in the martial arts meeting and respected Wang Zongchao like a god suddenly ridiculed repeatedly, and many people also deliberately used internal force to pronounce their voices, and the noise was deafening for a while, and the disdain for ridicule was overflowing.

"Amitabha!" The first Lingzen mouth of the North Shaolin Luohan Hall recited the Buddha's name, only to see that he was burly and mighty, even if his eyebrows were white, he would not lose his graceful and elegant bearing, and he did not give people the feeling of old age.

"Good, good!" Fang Xi, the first seat of the South Shaolin Precept Academy, was short and thin, wearing a blue monk's robe, and on his neck was a string of Buddhist beads, one hundred and eight Buddha beads were strung together, and his dark face was with a solemn look of Munuo, "My Buddha is compassionate!" Wutai Mountain Duchen Zen Master is short and fat, with a big belly, like a pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha. There is always a smile on his face, as if he is thinking about something happy or something happy.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Fan Jue, the abbot of Lianhua Temple in Jiuhua Mountain, had a thin and dark face, wearing a simple gray monk's robe, and his face was always with the color of suffering, "The bitter sea is boundless, and the back is the shore!" Master Puhang of Motuo Temple is tall and thin, his eyebrows are clear, his eyebrows are snow-white, but they hang down to his chin for a long time, his temples are snow-white hair, and his eyes are like a deep pool, deep and secluded.

"Sins and sins!" The presiding officer of the Miyin Temple is not vain, steady and peaceful, but with a scholarly meaning, a pair of clear eyes give people a sense of wisdom beads in their hands, and there is a sense of compassion for the common people.

The other twelve monks followed and shouted the Buddha's horn.

The voices are different, but the voices of the eighteen people together are like a curtain drum and a morning bell, covering any noisy noise, shaking the entire Baijian Villa, but it does not give people any sense of domineering, but contains the power to wake up the people who are immersed in the sea of suffering in the world.

The scene was silent for a while, many of these warriors were actually powerful figures in the rivers and lakes, and even a grandmaster, who had benefited a lot from Wang Zongchao these days, but now he found that he seemed to be far inferior to the skills of any monk in front of him. On the one hand, they were shocked by the strength of each other's skills, and on the other hand, they were also affected by the spiritual power of the other party's Buddha name.

Quietly looking at a group of monks, Wang Zongchao suddenly asked: "You have different cultivations, but when you were on the boat before, you were able to gather the strength of many people in one, and it has not disappeared so far, and it does not offset the rejection of your own skills, what kind of exercise is this......?"

"Oh, I see...... Wang Zongchao thought for a moment and led slightly.

In fact, "Da Ri Rulai Qi" is not a powerful exercise at all, but a collection of the foundation of Qigong practiced by monks of various schools of Buddhism, which is especially helpful to heal injuries and strengthen the body, eliminate poison and disease, and cultivate the mind and nourish Xing. The purpose of its qi training is to help others and help oneself and help the world, so one is passed on to ten, ten to hundred, and it is widely practiced by monks and nuns in Shenzhou and folk believers in men and women.

However, if this kind of exercise is used against the enemy, it is really vulnerable, even if ordinary people practice it for decades, they may not be able to beat a strong farmer when they go out to fight, so there are no martial arts people who will practice this kind of exercise. Naturally, the effect of this exercise is also in line with the spirit of Buddhism that requires believers to be patient in everything and accept it against the grain.

But I didn't expect that Da Ri Rulai Qi has the miraculous ability to gather the strength of a group in one person, and it is precisely because Da Ri Rulai Qi is far ten times more mellow and non-sharp than any martial arts internal family exercises, and it is not in a hurry or dry, so there is absolutely no hidden danger of rejection and countervail. In the past, it was estimated that there were at least hundreds of people on each big ship, and the skills of these people were gathered on two or three monks, so now each monk almost has the power of dozens of people, although it is only a temporary improvement, and there is nothing when it is consumed, but it is enough for each of them to have a skill much higher than the original realm, and the six people who are already in the innate realm have already reached or even surpassed the skills of Xiongba in his heyday.

Eighteen people besieged more than one person, and each of them also secretly gathered the skills of many people, which can no longer be described as shameless but should be described as yin risk, which suddenly caused an uproar among the warriors on the scene.

"It's okay to be ...... like this" Unexpectedly, Wang Zongchao didn't care, but said sincerely in a tone that did not contain any sarcasm: "Life is in the world, each has its own strengths. The masters are long in Buddhism and meditation, Buddhism is the foundation, martial arts is the end: but I am long in martial arts, a lifetime immersed in martial arts, experienced in a hundred battles. If you want to debate the Dharma with me, it will naturally be unfair to me, but if I want to decide the victory or defeat with the masters, it will be unfair to you.

Now that you have gathered your strength and gathered the formation, it can be regarded as a slight compensation, which makes me feel a little at ease. "This person is so temperamental!" The nameless words on the side couldn't help but admire, with the Heavenly Sword Sword Heart, it was enough to sense that what Wang Zongchao said was not a lie, but completely out of his own heart.

He sighed: "The donor's open-mindedness makes us ashamed." It's just that the great evil king is really important, and the donor's martial arts are too high, so the poor monk has to make this decision. If the donor is not sure that he will break the formation as scheduled, he only needs to stop and not attack, and we will definitely stop. If the donor misses and hurts us, we will never blame the donor afterwards. ”

In fact, there is no humility and no malice in his heart, just because the great evil king must be retrieved no matter what. And if the strength of the two sides is closer, the more difficult it will be to control the situation with each other in a fight, and the greater the possibility of getting out of control. Therefore, in the case of Wang Zongchao's own superb martial arts and the gathering of many masters around him, the Buddhists can only try their best to overwhelm Xing's advantage, so as to avoid large-scale bloodshed. However, he had already planned to confess the matter of "Da Ri Rulaiqi" after retrieving the Great Evil King, plus he was originally one enemy and one enemy, even if Wang Zongchao was defeated, he would not lose any face, so as to avoid resentment in the future, and it would be good for each other.

Wang Zongchao nodded in agreement, but his next words were not polite, and he only heard him say indifferently: "Then after breaking the formation for a while, I will be separated from the Heavenly Sword, and the matter of the Great Evil King will be stopped?"

Wang Zongchao's tone of "breaking the formation" is as simple and plain as "drinking tea" and "eating", and it is a matter of course.

It was not in vain that the light flashed, and the Buddha said in a deep voice: "There is no invincible martial arts in the world, but there is an invincible formation." After a while, the Heavenly Sword donor only needs to be a witness to the victory or defeat for us. If such a formation still can't help the donor, it is also determined by heaven's will, the poor monk is poor in donkey skills, even if he wants to ignore it, there is nothing he can do!"

The implication is that he also has absolute confidence in his own formation, and as for the nameless Heavenly Sword, its role is only to prevent Wang Zongchao from being unwilling to give in after losing.

Wang Zongchao smiled: "Master's words, since there is no invincible martial arts in the world, how can there be an invincible formation? The nameless Wenyan just smiled indifferently and did not respond to the evaluation.

Now that the two sides have set a balance, the rest of the martial arts people will no longer be sarcastic, and they will all retreat, giving up space for both sides to do their work. These days, they have established an almost blind belief in Wang Zongchao, and they never thought that Wang Zongchao would lose to these monks.

In the blink of an eye, eighteen monks had already stood in different directions, surrounding Wang Zongchao in the middle. Six Zen masters stood in front, and twelve monks behind them folded their hands, looking at their noses and noses, looking at their hearts, a solemn treasure image, and muttering Buddhist scriptures in their mouths.

With the qi of the eighteen people connected into "qi", Wang Zongchao suddenly felt a strange floating feeling in the space, and the true qi of the protective body around him seemed to be swallowed by the surrounding void, no! It cannot be said to be devoured, it should be said that the surrounding space has become extremely far-reaching and vast, empty and void, and there is a sense of nowhere to focus. The distance seems to be almost infinite invisibly, obviously the circle of eighteen people is not large, but the "distance" that Wang Zongchao feels is so far away.

Color is emptiness, emptiness is emptiness, and emptiness is emptiness!

With this feeling of emptiness and emptiness, bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from a while, with a holy power that cleansed the soul, vast and long. The vast world and the boundless sea of suffering, it seems that only this Sanskrit sound is the destination of the soul.

Wang Zongchao felt for a moment that this formation seemed to be an independent world of its own, and the ability of heaven and man to sense seemed to have been isolated, unable to communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth, and the play of power was greatly restricted, and it was no longer difficult for heaven and man to float in the void. And Wang Zongchao is no longer able to use the "please God**, Feitian", just because the current "please God**" is in the critical stage of suppressing and subduing the great evil king with all his might, and it is absolutely impossible to use it for other purposes.

At this time, the voice seemed to come from the incomparably distant sky: "If the donor feels that there is no hope of breaking the formation, just speak." ”

"The master laughed!" Wang Zongchao's words fell, and the person had already moved with the sound, and the ground covered with heavy bluestone slabs under his feet shattered into powder, and the violent gravel flew in the air, and the sand and dust filled the sky!

However, even each piece of rubble, which contained the powerful kinetic energy of a shotgun, flew less than a meter or two in the air before falling to the ground, and it could not touch the corners of the monks' robes at all.

The fall of the gravel is not like castration due to strong resistance, nor is it caused by strong pressure from above. In fact, the landing of each gravel follows a perfect parabola, as if it has flown hundreds of kilometers and landed naturally.

However, Wang Zongchao himself was far faster and stronger than any gravel castration, and the whole person had already crashed into the corner of the formation at a speed far beyond anyone's naked eye.

This move is so simple that it is outrageous, it does not use the external release of true qi to attack, and it is not even deliberately aimed at anyone, it is just a "Tieshan Lean" that hits people with the shoulder!

However, with this move, the earth collapsed with a huge earthquake. The air was instantly pulled out of a pitch-black crack, and the visible air ripples rolled and spread around, and the power of Wang Zongchao's own rampage can only be described as the mountain pressing on the top and Mount Tai overturning.

Although it is just a simple and straightforward speed and strength, although it is only a collision made by a strong body, it is precisely because it is too simple that it is unbreakable. The true "Cause and Effect Recipe"

Even if it is mysterious, at most it can only turn Wang Zongchao's collision around, but it is absolutely impossible to let Wang Zongchao's shoulder collide with his body in turn, in the current situation of eighteen people around one person, after all, someone must take it head-on, otherwise Wang Zongchao can only break out of the formation. What's more, Wang Zongchao's collision spirit is as mixed, although it seems to be hit with his shoulder, but in fact, it is like a round and smooth big round iron ball that crashes over the past, and it does not give people any chance to borrow strength at all.

At this time, the entire large array had connected all the qi machines, and without any thought and reaction, the formation immediately changed with Wang Zongchao's attack. In an instant, the first Lingzen of the North Shaolin Luohan Hall had stopped in front of Wang Zongchao, his hands were knotted with lion marks, and his eyes were shining, like King Kong's angry eyes.

At the same time, Lingchan's body swelled violently, and the original tall figure had swelled to a terrifying height of nearly three meters in the blink of an eye, and the muscles and flesh of the whole body were knotted like iron, and the energy behind him was surging, and a more huge three-headed and six-armed wrath law was faintly formed. Behind him, the two monks also had a similar change, and the three of them formed horns with each other, as steady as Mount Tai.

Facing Wang Zongchao, who suddenly crashed into him, the huge palm like Lingchan Pu slapped down suddenly. In the midst of the loud bang, Wang Zongchao was actually slapped back upside down like a ball! Many of the martial artists at the scene were first shocked by the fierceness of Wang Zongchao's attack, and then shocked by the terrifying changes in Lingchan, and they were shocked for a while.

"Good fellow, there are some doorways!"

Although Wang Zongchao's figure retreated, he was not injured at all. He knew that although the other party had also cultivated horizontal exercises such as "Mighty Vajra Gong" to the point of perfection, and had gathered the strength of the group, coupled with some kind of secret method to develop his potential, it was not enough to defeat him in physical confrontation. The key to being able to repel him at once is to rely on the power of the formation, under the shroud of the aura of the entire formation's emptiness and emptiness, any move seems to be able to only fall into the void, and it is vast and insignificant. Even if you can barely hit it, an attack that is originally only one zhang away from the target may only have the effect of being weakened by a distance of tens or hundreds of zhang after hitting the target.

Therefore, when Wang Zongchao bumped into Ling Chan, the rapid momentum had weakened a lot, and although Ling Chan himself only retreated half a step, it was like retreating dozens of meters to unload the force, and the whole formation was not chaotic at all.

At this time, Wang Zongchao flew back with strength, and attacked the other corner of the formation, but he was greeted by Fang Hui, the first seat of the South Shaolin Discipline Academy, only to see that he was short and strong, his left hand stretched out, transformed into a crane's beak, and his right fist poked out, as cunning as a spiritual snake, the crane's beak came out, and pointed directly at more than 20 big points on Wang Zongchao's upper body, and the snake fist went down in a roundabout way, sweeping the vital point of the lower abdomen. Immediately after that, the crane's beak changed into a tiger's palm, and the volley struck, like a tiger descending the mountain, the tiger roaring in the wilderness, the mountains returned to Suzhou, and the wind and clouds surged: the right fist turned into a dragon's claw again, opening and closing widely, and the momentum was magnificent.

While attacking with both hands, Fang Hui swept left and right, straight up and down, and the direction was rotated, and he did his best to change his ability, sweeping towards Wang Zongchao like a peacock opening the screen.

For a while, the crane roared Qingyue, the snake sizzled, the tiger roared and shook the sky, the dragon shadow was horizontal, and a wild breath rushed violently, and the two monks on the left and right of Fang Hui also cooperated to perform monkey-shaped, cat-shaped, and eagle claw skills to jointly besiege. The moves are unpredictable, complement each other, strict and ruthless, and cannot be repeated.

Wang Zongchao's actions are limited by the formation, but the opponent can come and go vertically and horizontally, and the evolution is endless, showing the freedom of thousands of frost heavenly competitions, and the difference can be described as the end of the world! In a hurry, Wang Zongchao couldn't break the opponent's moves at once. It wasn't until three or four moves later that Wang Zongchao aimed at the flaw, and shot it with a palm with a strong internal force, breaking the trick with force.

But at this time, the formation changed again, the figure wheel turned, and Wang Zongchao's opponent turned into the three people of the Fanjue family, the abbot of Lianhua Temple, with a thin and dark face and a look of suffering.

The palms of each other, immediately there is no fancy internal force competition, Wang Zongchao knew that the other party could gather the power of the entire formation, and he could completely compete with himself in terms of quantity, and he was about to win with the supernatural and human-level transportation skills, but at the moment when the palms touched, his body was violently shocked.

I saw a dark Buddha wheel image covered with various Sanskrit statues looming behind the other party, showing countless ghostly howls in the middle, and iron hooks and chains looming, dripping with blood, and sinners suffered from freezing, fire,

The horrific tortures such as boiling oil, beheading, tongue pulling, and cutting flesh are all illusory and shocking pictures of hell suffering.

Immediately afterwards, all kinds of heart-rending pain also appeared on Wang Zongchao, and he felt the same way, as if he had been thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell at once, and suffered countless tortures.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" It was just a moment, as Wang Zongchao became angry and condensed, an illusion immediately collapsed. In an instant, Wang Zongchao's palm had condensed an incomparably hot ball of flame light with a faint flash of thunder, and it blasted straight out! Even though the ethereal space caused the heat of boiling iron and boiling gold in it to quickly dissipate and weaken, this blow was enough to evaporate an innate master!

But the formation is another turn, and the Puhang master of Motuo Temple is like flowing water and clouds, but it is his wonderful body method of "water shifting" in the martial arts. He kept changing his handprints as he walked, and every movement was so slow and clear, but under the rapid approach of Wang Zongchao's ball of flame light, Master Puhang clearly made more than a dozen handprints in the void, and the confusion of time and space was enough to make people vomit blood uncomfortably just thinking about it.

The handprints were formed, and Master Puhang suddenly opened his mouth and said "Duh!" with one hand, releasing a treasure bottle mark that condensed countless true powers.

The energy is separated from the body, and the wide mouth of the bottle is aimed at Wang Zongchao in front of him, just like a magic weapon that can collect demons and subdue demons in mythology.

After the ball of flame light fell into the deep and unfathomable mouth of the treasure bottle, it disappeared in an instant, and Bo Lan was not born!

Wang Zongchao was about to pursue, his figure was like a pot-bellied Maitreya Buddha, and the Wutai Mountain Duchen Zen Master, who always had a smile on his face, took over the original position of Master Puhang with two monks. I saw that the three of them had their fingers slightly opened, and their true qi was blowing out, and around their fingers, it was actually a lotus flower that was like a substance, and a thousand lotuses were presented, and the flowers fell into peanuts, which were chaotic and dazzling, and the color was full of color, and I couldn't help but immerse myself in it, like crazy. However, as the lotus flower gradually falls, the scenery is no longer there, but it makes people feel that the world is impermanent, and the good times are no longer good, so that they feel old and slack.

Wang Zongchao was determined and unmoved, and suddenly raised his palm and horizontal knife, sweeping and slashing away with the momentum of nothing and nothing, but the space in the formation suddenly distorted and moved, and Wang Zongchao's knife collided with a ball of flame light that came out of thin air, but it was the ball of light he sent before, and it exploded and disintegrated with the strength of the knife. The power that spread out was still extinguished by the void, and even the earth-shattering loud noise could not be heard too far.

After fighting for a while, Wang Zongchao realized something, and immediately laughed: "Shura Dao, Animal Dao,

Hell Dao, Hungry Ghost Dao, Human Dao, Heaven and Humanity, what a subtle formation that encompasses the six realms!" Although they are actually not far apart, the response is still as if it came from outside the sky, "Heaven and earth, one qiē everything, there is no way to get rid of the "six reincarnations" This is the invincible formation in the world, the donor has come to this point, have you ever considered abandoning the war and reconciliation?" It turned out that eighteen monks were in groups of three, each of whom was a small formation, and each performed a change in the six reincarnations, forming a total of six reincarnation arrays. Although he did not directly engage Wang Zongchao, he led the evolution of heaven and humanity and shrouded the audience with the "causal transformation technique". Therefore, all the monks come and go as one, the breath is connected, the skills are transferred to each other, and the advance and retreat of one qi qi qi change, such as one person, and Wang Zongchao was blocked by the large array of aura and failed to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and the advance and retreat of his actions were always weakened by the influence of the aura as void, and he sent out a qi attack and was always attacked by the "karmic transformation technique", and he was passive everywhere. Even the force field of the Five Thunder Transformation, which can decompose and solidify all things, is difficult to function normally under the influence of this virtual powerless field.

The martial artists watching around were shocked by the infinite power and mysterious changes of this formation, and their confidence in Wang Zongchao was also shaken for a while, and they secretly sweated for him.

Some people sighed in their hearts: After all, it is one enemy eighteen, and those eighteen people have also condensed the skills of many people, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is one enemy to a hundred enemies and a thousand enemies, and the martial god can be regarded as a glory even though defeated.

"The Three Realms and Six Paths, only by the heart, Buddhism is quiet, and only the crossing is fate......"

For a while, the momentum was like the wheel of the axle, the Buddha number was endless, Wang Zongchao seemed to fall into the endless six reincarnations of the struggling people, only taking refuge in Buddhism is the right way to liberation.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Array is not only a set of formations used to defeat the enemy, but also a kind of interpretation of Zen machines, so that people can know the way back and give up obsession, which can not only subdue external demons, but also subdue inner demons. The monk emperor made every effort to create this peerless formation, and contacted various sects and sects of Buddhism to set secret exercises according to the characteristics of each sect, and spread the great day of the great day among the people so far-sighted, he was originally preparing to one day use it to subdue a peerless demon like Genting Tian, how easy is it?

"The master is still wrong" In the middle of the battle, Wang Zongchao's tone was still light, as if he was just strolling lightly, "This formation is exquisite, but I can't bear to break it for a while, but if you really want to break the formation, you don't need three moves and two styles!"

"Speaking wildly, it depends on how you break the formation、, although the Dharma is exquisite, but it has been running the "Luo Qi Luo Barrier Moon Asura Heart Method" under the influence of the exercises, and the heart has gradually given birth to fierce xing, hearing the words are very angry, and the attack is heavier and more ruthless!

"Lou is breaking the formation, master be careful!" Wang Zongchao let out a long laugh, his body stood firmly in place, and at the same time took a step to the right and a step to the left.

He was obviously only one person, but he made three actions at the same time that could not be completed at the same time, so in the blink of an eye, his whole person had been divided into three, each falling into the three sub-formations of Shura, Hungry Ghost, and Hell, and then they all became as thin and transparent as a mist at the same time, and disappeared.

In an instant, Wang Zongchao was still in the Six Realms of Reincarnation Array, but he was not in any of them, as if he had merged into the void, and all the qi that the monks had obviously locked him in was also in vain.

"Not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle?" Buxu's face changed, knowing that it was impossible for Wang Zongchao to disappear, and he did not break out of the formation, but he walked among the perceptions of the eighteen monks with an unbelievable peerless body method, coupled with a series of false tricks to mislead, and the exquisite use of qi and machine shielding, creating the illusion of "disappearing" in an instant. But this state can only be for a moment at most, and it is inevitably difficult to attack, because as long as it attacks, the killing intent and the move will immediately attract the qi to lock again.

But Wang Zongchao didn't make any attacks, as his whole person "merged" into the void, the space of the Six Reincarnation Arrays, which was already very empty, had more of a sense of dead silence and coldness, like a bottomless black hole, emanating, absorbing, and dimming in the emptiness. At one moment, the body temperature of all the monks, and even the abundant true qi in the body, were involuntarily pulled out from every pore and every inch of skin, and kept venting outward!

The internal skills of these monks are all borrowed from the skills of others and can be greatly improved temporarily, and the speed of depletion is naturally much faster than the skills they have practiced, and it is difficult to last. If you shoot alone, I'm afraid that the borrowed power will be exhausted within a few dozen moves. However, this six-path reincarnation array caused the internal breath of the eighteen people to unite into one, forming a closed aura that could be repeated repeatedly, in addition to besieging and weakening the enemy, it also greatly extended their stamina. In a certain way, although they are not in the realm of heaven and man, they are close to the realm of heaven and man within the great array aura, and they can continuously draw strength from the aura. Therefore, the previous limit of the next hour is fully enough to support.

At this time, this closed aura was obviously not damaged, but an invisible black hole was inexplicably opened in it, and the power in it was continuously devoured and lost, which naturally made people feel very bad. For a while, every monk took a deep breath, trying his best to stabilize his true essence and prevent the true qi in his body from continuing to leak out.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zongchao, who had disappeared for a moment, reappeared, and along with him, there was boundless light.

The virtual and the real are mutualized, the cold and heat are reversed, and the light is magnificent!

Light and heat are omnipresent, and they are also everywhere, filling the void and filling every thing in the entire six realms of reincarnation.

Knowing that it was Wang Zongchao's doing, even the true "Cause and Effect Transformation Technique" could not turn this light into a return attack, just because this light was not actually directly issued by Wang Zongchao, but Wang Zongchao first integrated his true qi into the void, quietly merged into the large array of aura, and then instantly launched the Yin Yang reversal.

And there is no point in attacking it back, this boundless light is like the rising sun, covering everyone including Wang Zongchao himself fairly and evenly, since all beings are equal and treat everyone equally, there is no cause and effect.

This light does not seem to pose any threat, neither dazzling nor scorching, but makes every monk feel warm and comfortable all over his body, and the true qi that was previously discharged seems to return to his body with the light and warmth, and the whole body is warm for a while, just like a warm water flowing down Zhou's body and massaging.

The appearance of the martial arts people only saw a clear and transparent brilliance in the array, although bright but not dazzling, lingering for a long time, but a bit like the legendary golden-topped Buddha lamp. Many people returned the Tao for a while as a means of the eighteen monks, and their hearts were even more confused.

But Nameless sighed: "The victory and defeat have been divided into ......" and "The masters have lost ......" The sentence came from Wang Zongchao, I saw him standing still, looking up at the sky, and it seemed that he had not paid any attention to the six great arrays.

Even though many monks have been practicing Buddhism for a long time, they can't help but feel angry at Wang Zongchao's madness.

Lingchan only felt that the true qi in the body did not decrease but increased, surging, and immediately roared at Wang Zongchao.

Unexpectedly, this urging power, the body suddenly felt a sharp pain, the meridians were like being recorded in clothes, exposed to the scorching heat of the desert sun, the internal organs were burning, and the skin of the whole body was red like fire.

As the saying goes, "if you get it, you must give it first", Wang Zongchao first used the "Void Moon Jue" true qi similar to the six array force fields to continuously integrate into the large array aura, intensifying its sense of emptiness and emptiness, creating an illusion that the true qi in the body of all monks leaked out, and then Yin Yang reversed, transforming from "Void Moon" to "Rising Sun".

Although the "Void Moon" appears to have light, it is actually only an illusion of sunlight returning to the sun, and its key genus xing lies in the "nothingness", "coldness" and "devouring". And although the "Rising Sun" is soft, it is pervasive and invincible, and these monks are trying their best to prevent the leakage of their true essence, how can they prevent it from infiltrating and invading?

With the invasion of the rising sun, each monk's body, which was originally as soft as water, suddenly became out of control and untamable like boiling water.

Nameless sighed, the sword pointed forward, and the invisible sword qi was released, and the aura of the six arrays was suddenly cut open, and the bright and infinite scorching sun was also channeled away from the gap.

"Heavenly Sword is going to make a move after all, isn't that true?" Wang Zongchao smiled indifferently, and at the same time, a punch was issued, sealing the nameless sword qi. ！。

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