The mountain gate of Dhara Temple

"Amitabha. ”

A kind-eyed old monk with a golden Zen staff in his right hand stood under the huge mountain gate and chanted the Buddha's name.

Streams of golden Buddha light swept out from the old monk's body, shaking the Chao Chao people who tried to forcibly rush to the mountain into pulp.

For them, if the abbot can repel this group of tide groups, it is of course the best, but if even the abbot is defeated, there is no need for them to continue to struggle, perhaps, those who can still fight will choose to fight, and those women and children who have no ability to fight can only take advantage of this time to find a less painful way to die for themselves.

In the face of war, there is never any mercy and sympathy, and if you have the opportunity to kill the enemy and do not cherish it, it may be you who will die next time.

As a sect close to the sea, although the Dharaji Temple is not as often attacked as the cities used to defend and supervise the Chao Clan, the warrior monks of the Dhora Temple also often walk in the sea wilderness, and the two sides have also had a lot of dealings.

"Buddha light? It's a bit interesting, you human beings, since the death of Master Yuanhong back then, I have never seen the Buddha family condense the Buddha light, you old bald donkey who has been hiding in Tuoluo Mountain is not simple!"

Barr raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the strong man of the Chao Calling Clan on his side, and said indifferently: "This old bald donkey has some ability, but it is impossible for him to stop the pace of my Chao Calling Clan by himself! Which of you will break the momentum of this old man, so as not to increase our casualties, and now we have just begun to invade the mainland, if this first sect will let us and others suffer heavy losses, how can the old man have the face to find Cheng Zhen to defend the key territory?"

The old monk is also a strong man in the realm of Longzun, but compared to Luo Zhenye, who specializes in fighting, the old monk is practicing the way of the Buddha, in this door and believers are all over the Dharayama Mountain, he is the unique Buddha, otherwise he would not be able to condense the power of the Buddha's light, although now he is the only one standing at the mountain gate, but the Chao Clan has to face thousands of creatures on the Dharayama Mountain.

For the current Chao Calling Clan, either find a way to break the momentum of the old monk and break through the mountain gate of the Dhara Temple, when this land of faith is lost, although the old monk still has the strength to fight against them, but he can no longer borrow the power of thousands of living beings on the Dhara Mountain for his own use; or he has to find a way to transfer the battlefield and leave the Dhara Mountain, and the old monk's strength may not be able to exert forty percent!

"I'll try. ”

Rory's face turned cold, he reached out and took a huge axe from the attendant's hand, and walked directly to the mountain gate of Dhara Temple.

The kind-eyed old monk looked at Rory's face and chuckled: "The bitter sea is endless, and the shore is the back." Your Excellency, although you and I are of different races, but we have been next to each other for so many years, the poor monk really does not want to kill more evils today, if you are willing to retreat, the poor monk guarantees that no one will pursue you, after all, the mainland is a paradise for mankind, you Chao people have controlled the endless sea, and the environment on land is not suitable for your survival, why do you need to die and break the net?"

Luo Li waved the giant axe in his hand, looked up at the old monk, ran under his feet, and strode towards the mountain gate of the Dhara Temple, about 30 meters away, the palm of Luo Li's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and the whole person rose directly into the air, and the giant axe in his hand slashed towards the mountain gate of the Dhara Temple from top to bottom!

As soon as the axe fell, Rory sneered, gritted his teeth and said: "Old bald donkey, don't say that you seem to know us very well, today, even if you say that the sky is broken, we will not be able to take a step back, what is the situation in the endless sea, do you know you? I don't know anything, why are you talking to us?"

Speaking of this, Rory seemed to have figured out something, suddenly sneered, and continued: "Oh, you shouldn't be afraid, right? Do you want to scare away me with a mouth?

"Amitabha!"

The old monk held the Buddha ceremony with one hand, and chuckled: "The old man is not as knowledgeable as you, if you want to storm my Dhara Temple, you can try it......!

As the old monk spoke, his voice suddenly changed tone, and he said coldly: "The Buddha also has angry eyes!"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling golden light burst out, as if it was about to shatter the world, and slammed into the giant axe in Rory's hand.

"Buzz!"

The great axe collided with the golden light, making a sound like a bell.

Rory's hands were torn with flesh and blood, and he was directly pushed back hundreds of meters by the terrifying anti-shock force, and the old monk was not happy, sweating like rain, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood with a little bit of gold, and the aura emanating from his body was also much weaker.

"Humph!"

Luo Li snorted coldly, directly put the giant axe in his hand on the ground, and said loudly: "I summoned tens of thousands of children of the Chao clan to die under the mountain gate of your Dhara Temple, at first I thought that this mountain gate was really amazing, it turned out that it was just that you, a monk, were strong, and it was already so difficult to stop me with an axe, I see how you can stop my army of the Chao Clan today!

Rory injured the old monk with an axe, it is undoubtedly a very exciting thing, a group of tide callers screamed, brandished weapons and rushed to the direction of the mountain gate again, even if the mountain gate still radiated a golden light, these tide callers were directly crushed, and they did not see the tide callers behind even half a step back, as long as they saw that the opponent was injured, then they would think that there was still hope for victory in this battle, as long as there was hope, they would never give up!

The Tide Callers are the kind of race that will never give up when they see a glimmer of hope, otherwise they would not be able to survive in the endless sea!

A person named Chao Clan hit the mountain gate of the Dhara Temple one after another, the golden light in the sky was flickering wildly, most of them didn't even have time to see what was in front of them, just subconsciously followed the person in front of them to charge, but as they ran, the person in front disappeared directly, and then, they themselves also directly crashed into a layer of golden light, and were instantly evaporated into nothingness by the terrifying energy of the other party!

As time passed, the old monk's face became more and more ugly, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker.

The giant axe in Rory's hand spun around and roared: "Old bald donkey, that's all you have to do, right? Your breath has dragged me to death hundreds of thousands of Chao Clan sons, you must continue to hold on to your breath, if you fall, there will be no living mouth left in the Dhara Temple today!hahaha!"

Almost every second, thousands of people from the Tide Calling Clan will die in the hands of the old monk, and Rory has been locking the qi on the old monk's body, and finally let him catch the old monk's qi for a moment as if it was about to disperse, although it quickly stabilized, but Rory knows very well that the old monk is just holding on now.

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and sang Buddhist scriptures, and the golden light became stronger and stronger, but the qi on the old monk's body also quickly weakened.

Barr narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a gloomy face: "Chief Rory, although there are many people in my Chao Clan, it is not so consumed, right? Don't watch the drama from the side, continue to attack, this old bald donkey is planning to use his own life to seal the door! If he succeeds, you and I will be in trouble!"

Baal really didn't expect the old monk to be so decisive, directly burning his own life force to block the mountain gate, a dragon Zun's life span is to be counted in 10,000 years, even if this old monk has lived for many years, the remaining vitality is also very strong, if you really let this old monk seal the mountain with the power of life, at least within two thousand years, no one will be able to enter and exit the mountain again, unless another dragon venerable comes to solve with his life.