Ouyang Jing took a step behind Shi Zhixuan and entered the Zen courtyard.

As far as the eye can see, the meditation monastery that once looked like a small city with hundreds of meditation houses has now turned into a dilapidated ruins.

The staggering and ragged figures, hovering stiffly between the ruins and ruins, let out a hoarse roar from time to time, it was the warrior monk zombie who patrolled the temple all day long.

Ouyang Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at a zombie with only a few rags hanging on his body.

I saw that the zombie's bald head was shiny, like a waxed bronze, shining with a cold metallic luster in the white winter sun.

Its facial features are hideous, resembling the statues of King Ming with round eyes and green fangs in the temple. A pair of fangs, sticking out of their lips, sharp as two small daggers.

The skin on its body is also blue and black, and the muscles are distinct, as if carved in bronze, and at the same time, it also gives people a cold and stiff feeling like a metal ingot, and a vivid feeling of no flesh and blood.

Its hands and feet have been alienated into "claws", and the nails of its hands and feet are half a foot long, like a black iron dagger.

After carefully examining this zombie, and then taking a cursory look at the zombies in the rest of the field of vision, Ouyang Jing found that all zombies had similar images, but their skin color was different.

He also found that the darker the skin of the zombie, the more powerful and vicious the aura.

One of them was a zombie with a black body and a bald head, but it was a brass-colored zombie, and his aura was so strong that it was not inferior to the top ten martial artists.

"When the air and others come to surpass the undead, the strongest zombie is slightly inferior to the top ten martial artists. But zombies are constantly growing, and today, the strongest zombies are no longer inferior to the top ten warriors. If you raise it for another half a year, by the fifth day of May next year, maybe there will be zombies that are even stronger than the top ten martial artists and have reached a four-star high-level strength! ”

Realizing this, Ouyang Jing was even more determined to destroy this land of refining soldiers and "purify" all zombies and resentful spirits.

He and the Red Sleeves have already clashed.

What's more, his portrait has been spread all over the world, and even the lowest gangsters know Ouyang Jing, the "alien from the sky".

Even if he doesn't make trouble at all in the future, he will quietly live and cultivate, and on the fifth day of May next year, the red sleeves will come in a big way, casually looking for the forces they support, and even casually find a person from the rivers and lakes to inquire, and he will know which reincarnation person has come to their "forbidden place" to do things.

They also couldn't deduce without using their brains who killed Su Meng and Biluo, and who destroyed the Ocass Scepter, killed Shen Luoyan, and took away the Nebula Chain.

When the time comes, he Ouyang Jing will inevitably enter the field of vision of the Red Sleeves Society, and he will be remembered by the Red Sleeves Society.

Unless he can kill all the spokesmen that the Red Sleeves Society has raised, collect and burn every portrait of him, and kill all those who know about Ouyang Jing, the "alien from the sky".

In this way, he can pat his ass and leave before the Red Sleeves will come, and his identity will not be known by the Red Sleeves Society.

But is it possible?

Therefore, he can only strike first and weaken the combat effectiveness of the Red Sleeves as much as possible.

Ouyang Jing had the heart to test Shi Zhixuan's strength, and asked Shi Zhixuan: "Buddha, there are many zombies in the temple, and the strength is not weak. The Empty Zen Lord and the four holy monks once tried to purify, but they all returned in vain, and they were even beaten by the warrior monks and zombies and fled. How does the Buddha plan to go deep into the treasure land now? ”

"It's easy." Shi Zhixuan smiled: "Although the poor monk is not good at overtaking the undead, you can send them to see Jizo and let Jizo overtake them." Well, little friend, retreat a little, the poor monk is going to use his means. ”

Ouyang Jing then took two steps back.

"Step back." Shi Zhixuan said seriously: "The poor monk's methods are earth-shattering, if you accidentally injure your little friend, it is the sin of the poor monk." ”

Ouyang Jing took two more steps back.

"It's not enough, go back far."

Ouyang Jing directly withdrew from the mountain gate of the Zen Academy: "Buddha, it's always okay now, right?" ”

"Barely enough." Shi Zhixuan nodded, and said again: "However, when the poor monk uses his means, it is best for Xiaoyou to use his skills to protect his body, so as not to be accidentally injured by the poor monk's earth-shattering methods." ”

"......" Ouyang Jing was speechless, feeling that Shi Zhixuan could really brag.

At this time, Wan Wan came to him and asked in a low voice, "King, what is Shi Zhixuan going to do?" ”

Ouyang Jing's face was expressionless, and his tone was flat and straightforward: "He said that he was going to use 'earth-shattering' means to sweep away the zombies in the temple." ”

"Really? Shi Zhixuan is bragging, right? ”

Wan Wan expressed her suspicions: "Concubine Xuan's sister said that the warrior monks and zombies in the temple are helpless even if they are empty and the four thieves are bald." Li Kong is one of the top ten martial artists on the same level as us, although the four thieves are slightly inferior to Kong, but when the four of them join forces, they are also equivalent to a half top ten martial artists. None of them can do it, how can Shi Zhixuan destroy all the zombies by himself? ”

"Not really."

Ouyang Jing said fairly: "Shi Zhixuan has disappeared since the first battle of Yang Gong's treasure house. Although he did not do anything that caused a sensation in the rivers and lakes, he may have practiced some kind of world-beating magic skills from strangers in the world while recovering from seclusion and healing.

"You should know better than me what the evil king's talent is. Even you juniors have become top ten martial artists one by one, how can Shi Zhixuan not progress? Let's wait and see what the evil king means. ”

Having said that, Ouyang Jing still muttered a little in his heart, saying that the evil king had better not be a king with a strong mouth, and all his skills were bragging about.

Wan Wan, Shi Fei Xuan, and Dugu Feng looked at Shi Zhixuan with half expectation, half nervous and worried, waiting for him to perform.

Under the gaze of the four people, Shi Zhixuan, who was dressed in white like snow, walked leisurely to the depths of the temple.

After walking a few feet, it seemed that he had stepped on a certain boundary and entered the warning range of the zombies patrolling the temple, and more than a dozen zombies turned their heads suddenly, and glared at Shi Zhixuan.

Then they roared in unison, and their originally stumbling steps suddenly became as fast as lightning, like a predatory cheetah, rushing towards Shi Zhixuan.

"Good, good, good......"

Shi Zhixuan sighed sadly, jumped up, and flew directly!

He really flew!

In the incredible eyes of Ouyang Jing, Wan Wan, Shi Fei Xuan, and Dugu Feng, he soared into the sky, flew straight into the air dozens of zhang high, and then crossed his legs in the air, and hovered in mid-air, sitting cross-legged!

Then he clasped his hands together and chanted: "Murmur Stone Xuan Buddha!" ”

In the sound of the Buddha's horn, his whole body bloomed with gilded Buddha light, and a giant Buddha's golden body appeared behind him!

The golden body of the giant Buddha is translucent, not substantial, but the Buddha's light is bright, reflecting half of the sky. Its facial features are exactly the same as Shi Zhixuan's.

Shi Zhixuan recited again: "All beings in the bitter sea, welcome the birth of the Heavenly Buddha!" ”

In the majestic and grandiose recitation, Shi Zhixuan split his palms and shot out in a series towards the Zen courtyard below.

Every time he slapped a palm, the giant statue of the golden Buddha behind him also slapped down a huge Buddha palm with a square acre of square feet, and each palm fell from the sky and slapped into the Zen courtyard.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A thunderous explosion sounded continuously, and the mountain where the temple was located shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

In the Zen courtyard, smoke and dust rushed up from the sky, and bursts of zombie roars sounded.

Ouyang Jing's face was expressionless, but his pupils contracted suddenly, and he was shocked in his heart: "This trick is a palm technique that falls from the sky...... If the palm of God comes, the Buddha of Heaven will come to the world! ”

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