At the top of the Book Mountain, Gai Tianjiao's eyes widened, and she stared at the body of the standing monk, "This monk, such a powerful force, even if he fights with a second-order semi-saint, it is estimated that he will not fall below." How could the physical body of a Fish Dragon Realm cultivator be cultivated to such a point?"

Even if she has an innate polar yang body, she can bow to the wind.

It's hard to imagine that there is any system that is stronger than the innate polar yang body?

On the book mountain, all the young talents gasped and felt quite shocked.

Tonight, they have a deep understanding of a truth, "There is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the people", even if a sage gate valve came to the realm banquet on the first day, he could only bow his proud head.

The monk stared at Garogu in surprise, and said, "Hard-received the poor monk's palm, but he was not injured, your strength is still very good." ”

Hearing this, Galogu felt quite harsh, and always felt that the monk was deliberately sarcastic about him.

Everyone knows that he is wearing a Wanbao robe. If this is the case, and he is also defeated, will he not die of shame on the spot?

"Don't be complacent, take me again. ”

Garogu took a deep breath and released the holy qi of his whole body, pouring it into the Wanbao robe.

The inscription on the robe immediately exuded a bright brilliance, making nearly 10,000 Buddhist artifacts tremble gently, making a sound like a wind chime.

An amazing scene was presented.

The blood-red robe, constantly propped up, became huge, and kept rising upward.

At the same time, Garogu's body made a "crackling" sound, and his body became bigger and bigger along with the robe. In the end, his body grew a hundred times taller, and his height was close to two hundred meters.

Standing at the bottom of the mountain, looking up, I saw a giant, dressed in a blood-red robe, standing on the top of the book mountain, like a true Buddha descending into the world.

"Die. ”

Galogu lifted his palm and struck down.

The golden palm, like a five-fingered mountain, fell on the top of the head of the standing monk.

The face of the standing monk also became quite calm, and he immediately stretched out his arms and struck upward, holding up the huge handprint of Garogu.

"It's worthy of a Wanbao robe, even if it just exerts some fur power, it's so powerful. No wonder the Zen ancestor who died at the beginning, wearing a Wanbao robe, was able to carry Empress Chi Yao with one blow without dying. ”

"The cultivation of the standing monk, although it is strong, may not be able to block the power of the Wanbao robe, I am afraid it will be defeated. ”

"The standing monk must not be defeated, otherwise, who can compete with Garogu?"

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Garogu took a deep breath of spiritual energy, raised his other huge arm, and slammed it out, and his golden palm slammed into the body of the standing monk, knocking him more than ten feet away.

"Lidi, your strength is nothing more than that?" Galogu laughed.

The standing monk fell to the ground steadily, raised his head, glanced at Garogu, and said, "You can actually use the power of the Wanbao robe to this step, which is indeed a bit unexpected by the poor monks. In this way, the poor monk also has to show real skills in order to suppress you. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, the standing monk untied the big knife on his back and held the hilt.

"This monk, is he finally going to use a knife?"

Many people have long noticed the big knife on the back of the standing monk.

The knife, two meters long, is very wide, and the knife body is engraved with hideous magic patterns, which does not look like a Buddhist weapon at all, but like a magic soldier.

The standing monk glanced in Chen Tianpeng's direction, grinned, and said, "Didn't the donor ask the poor monk why he walked so slowly?"

Chen Tianpeng's face showed a puzzled look.

"Actually, it's not that the poor monk deliberately wants to go slowly. Rather, the poor monk recently unlocked the sixth seal of the Great Slaughter Buddha Knife, which increased the weight of the blade tenfold, and carrying it on his back was like carrying ten mountains, so he walked very slowly. ”

Hearing this, all the cultivators present suddenly realized that it was because the knife on his back was too heavy.

Wait a minute...... The Great Slaughter Buddha Knife?

In the position of the king, a young monk was taken aback, suddenly stood up, and said, "Monk, what did you just say?

The rest of the monks also reacted, and their eyes all looked at the standing monk.

"The legendary Buddha Slaughter Knife?"

"Tonight's Jiezi banquet is really eye-opening, the Hundred Saints Blood Armor, the Ten Thousand Treasure Robes, the Void Sword, the Great Slaughter Buddha Knife, one by one the sacred war treasures that only exist in legends, have appeared one after another. ”

The Buddha Knife also has countless legends in Buddhism, which is enough to be compared with the Ten Thousand Treasures Buddha clothes.

It is said that the owner of the Buddha Knife was originally a demon of the world, and in the Middle Ages, it was simply an earth-shattering man, and I don't know how many Buddhist monks died under his knife.

Later, for some reason, the holy monk of Sumeru actually influenced him, so that he put down the butcher knife in his hand, abandoned evil and followed good, but in the end, he became a disciple of Buddhism, and did countless good deeds throughout his life to make up for his past mistakes.

Endless years have passed, but only the Great Buddha Knife has been passed down.

It's just that the demonic energy of the Great Buddha Slaughter Knife is too heavy, and even the holy monks of Buddhism dare not use it. No one thought that the monk would carry it on his back.

"This monk, he actually dares to put the Great Buddha Slaughter Knife on his back, isn't he afraid that the demonic energy will affect his state of mind?"

The mood of the talented girl of the holy book seemed quite happy, revealing a shallow smile: "This monk is the first Buddha of the Brahma Dao, fused with the golden body of the Buddha Emperor, and it should be able to resist the demonic energy of the Great Buddha Slaughter Knife." ”

"Besides, on the Buddha Slaughter Knife, there are seals laid by the holy monks of the Buddhist Sect. Otherwise, the demonic energy emanating from the knife body is definitely not as simple as what everyone sees now. ”

"Brahma Dao handed over the Great Slaughter Buddha Knife to the Standing Monk, probably because he wanted to sharpen him with the demonic energy on the knife, so that he could merge with the Buddha Emperor's golden body faster and reach the level of complete control. ”

When Lin Yue defeated the three princes of the Undead Blood Clan, the talented girl of the Holy Book breathed a sigh of relief.

The appearance of the monk made the talented girl of the holy book completely relieved, and her mood became quite relaxed. Because, she knew very well, Galogu was already a sure defeat.

Tonight's Jiezi banquet should not be destroyed by the people of the undead blood clan and the Dead Zen Sect, and finally have an explanation for the empress.

However, in the heart of the talented girl of the holy book, there was another knot, a pair of beautiful starry eyes, and she couldn't help but look in the direction of Zhang Ruochen.

In the position of one of the Realm Seats, a rather jealous voice came out, and said coldly: "It turned out that it was the golden body of the Buddha Emperor who had been refined, no wonder it was so strong." If so, I will also refine the golden body of the Buddha Emperor, under the demi-saint, who can fight with me?"

The person who spoke just now was the "Tai Sui King", the proud son of the First Central Empire Imperial Family, Long Live Chi.

Gai Tianjiao smiled sneeringly: "Do you think that anyone can refine the Golden Body of the Buddha Emperor? If you want to do this, you must need quite harsh conditions." Otherwise, Brahma Dao would not have searched for eight hundred years before he found the monk and successfully fused the golden body of the Buddha Emperor. ”

Several other monks sitting on the Boundary Seat also agreed with Gai Tianjiao's point of view, and nodded at the same time.

If a monk can fuse the golden body of the Buddha Emperor, there must be something extraordinary about him, and other people, no matter how talented they are, may not be able to do it.

In a word, everyone will have different adventures, you don't have to envy others, just be yourself.

When Jia Luogu heard the "Great Slaughter Buddha Knife", he was also shocked, gathered his strength again, used all his strength, and slashed down at the standing monk with one palm.

When the monk saw the huge handprint falling from the sky, he looked very calm and calm, but slowly raised the Buddha knife and said: "There are no Buddha weapons in the world, and there are no demon soldiers, the key is the person who uses the weapon." If the Buddha weapon falls into the hands of the demon, it will also become a demon soldier. ”

As the monk continued to pour the holy qi into the Great Slaughter Buddha Knife, wisps of demonic qi poured out of the knife frantically, turning into a huge vortex of demonic energy.

"Wow!"

Standing in the center of the whirlpool, the monk slashed with his sword, and with the power of destroying the withering and decaying, he split the palm of Garogu's hand in half, and crimson blood continued to flow out of his palm.

The palm of his hand cracked, and a miserable scream came out of his mouth, and his body was like a deflated ball, shrinking rapidly, and soon became its original size.

"Wow!"

The second knife of the standing monk slashed again, directly slashing at Galogu's neck.

With a pop, Galogu's neck broke, and his head flew out like a bloody ball of leather that landed on the top of the stairs and rolled down the hill.

"Amitabha!"

The monk re-tied the Buddha knife and put it on his back, then put his hands together and said a long Buddha call to the corpse of Garogu.

On the book mountain, there was a large gasping sound, and when they saw the scene in front of them, many people were numb in their scalps.

is obviously a monk, but he kills people without blinking.

Especially Chen Tianpeng, he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he took the initiative to apologize before and did not provoke this monk, otherwise, he would probably die in Huangquan next step than Galogu.

Seeing everyone's surprised appearance, the standing monk was slightly worried in his heart, for fear of causing a negative impact on the Brahma Dao, and hurriedly explained: "To be honest, this is the first person killed by the poor monk. ”

Everyone, all shook their heads, not believing him at all.

If you believe you, you are a fool.

The monk sighed, and said: "When the Buddha slaughters the knife, it will definitely be killed, and the poor monk is helpless." This time he broke the vows, and the poor monk would also punish himself, at least for three days without drinking. ”

Drinking, don't you break your vows again?

Everyone didn't believe the words of the monk Lidi, and only felt that this monk was indeed not a good person, and they must not provoke him in the future.

On Galogu's corpse, the robes of ten thousand treasures fell off automatically, rushed into the clouds, and flew out of the sky.

Those characters of the older generation knew very well that it must be the Dead Zen Ancestor who took back the Wanbao robe, so no one dared to snatch it.

The Dead Zen Ancestor is the first person of Buddhism after the Buddha Emperor, when he was young, he was a genius who passed through the heavens and latitudes, if he did not fall into the evil way, he must be the second Buddha Emperor.

Such a character, who would dare to fight with him?

The white-haired old man of the undead blood clan, with the three princes, also quietly retreated.

I have to say that because Zhang Ruochen and the monk finally defeated the conspiracy of the undead blood clan and the Dead Zen Sect, they made them lose their troops and lose their generals, which is really gratifying.