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Hearing the sound of the standing monk yelling, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and they looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"What a big breath, where did the monk come from?"

"Garogu is wearing a Wanbao robe, and his combat power is comparable to that of a demi-saint, who dares to say that he has a bloodlight disaster?"

"Judging by his face, he is not a good person. Which monk have you ever seen carrying a big sword?"

The young monks on the Renjie Throne and the Tianjiao Throne all pointed at the opposing monks and discussed a lot, always feeling that his face was too fierce and did not look like a good person.

In comparison, the standing monk is more like the evil monk of the Dead Zen Sect.

On the contrary, Garogu is a solemn treasure, with a kind appearance, and his whole body is full of Buddha light, which is the appearance of a high-ranking monk.

If it weren't for the previous Galogu's methods, which were too ruthless and made everyone hate, I am afraid that everyone's image of the opposing monk would be even worse.

The standing monk rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his calves covered with black hair, and the cloth clothes on his upper body were wide open, exposing his chest and stomach, and walked towards the top of the book mountain step by step.

The voice of the standing monk, although very loud and imposing, walked very slowly, and a full quarter of an hour passed, and he did not reach the halfway point of the mountain.

Even if it was just a low-level martial artist who had just begun to cultivate martial arts, it would take such a long time to reach the top of the mountain at this moment.

On the Tianjiao Throne, one of the three heirs of the Eastern Regions Holy King's Mansion, Chen Tianpeng, whispered to Chen Lan'er next to him: "This monk can't be scared, right?

The two big ears of the standing monk moved slightly, as if he heard something, stopped, and a pair of eyes the size of copper bells glared at Chen Tianpeng. His voice was like thunder: "Afraid? A poor monk is a person who is dedicated to the Buddha, and has no fear, no fear, no anger, and no ignorance in his heart, how can he be afraid of a traitor to the Buddha's path?"

Chen Tianpeng was shocked in his heart, he never expected that the hearing of the monk Lidi was so keen, and he could actually hear his transmission.

I saw that the monk who stood on the ground rolled up his sleeves and walked towards him with a fierce and vicious look.

Chen Tianpeng thought that the monk was already annoyed and angry, so he was about to do something to him, so he quickly stood up, apologized, and said, "I'm sorry, Chen made a mistake just now, please forgive me." ”

In fact, just now, the monk just wanted to reason with Chen Tianpeng in the past, and his mentality was quite peaceful, but his face was too fierce and his voice was too rough, which made Chen Tianpeng mistakenly think that he was already angry and wanted to beat people.

Seeing that Chen Tianpeng's apology was quite sincere, the monk nodded, said "um", turned around and left, still walking slowly towards the top of the book mountain.

Chen Tianpeng sat back in his seat, stared at the back of the standing monk, and let out a long breath.

Next to her, Chen Lan'er was quite puzzled and asked, "This monk, although fierce, you don't have to take the initiative to apologize to him, right?"

Chen Tianpeng still had palpitations, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said, "Didn't you see his fierce and vicious appearance just now? If I don't apologize immediately, I will probably be punched to death by him." This monk is by no means a good person. ”

In fact, Chen Tianpeng couldn't tell what it was like just now. Just when the eyes of the standing monk glared at him, it gave him the feeling that it was like a great emperor standing in front of him, which made him feel awe and had to give in.

After the episode just now, everyone didn't dare to underestimate the monk anymore.

Even Lin Yue said that he could fight with Jia Luogu, how could he be an ordinary person?

The fact that the monk was able to hear the voice of the ninth transformation monk of the fish dragon had already proved that his cultivation was definitely thinking of being strong.

Everyone, start waiting patiently.

I want to see if this monk is really able to argue with Galogu?

Huang Yanchen walked to Zhang Ruochen's side, stretched out a pair of slender jade hands, held his arm, and said, "The traitors of Buddhism and Taoism should be cleaned up by the monks of Buddhism and Taoism." Shall we step back first?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen, staring at her with a pair of royal blue eyes, he could clearly smell a faint fragrance. 【△網.】

Zhang Ruochen's face did not have any expression.

However, in his heart, he sighed lightly.

Yellow smoke and dust is an iceberg, which will keep any man thousands of miles away, but at this moment, he took the initiative to support him. Obviously, his identity is likely to have been revealed.

How exactly does Yellow Smoke recognize it?

Zhang Ruochen was already quite careful, and he really couldn't figure it out, where did the flaws appear?

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Ruochen nodded, retreated with Huang Yanchen, and returned to the position of the first king.

After half an hour, the monk finally approached the top of the mountain, stopped, let out a long breath, and stared upwards with his eyes.

Jia Luogu stood at the top of the Book Mountain, his hands folded, every inch of his skin exuded golden Buddha light, and his voice was quite melodious, "You are a monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas?"

"The poor monk practiced in the Brahma path, and the Dharma name was 'Lidi'. "Standing monk said.

The path of Brahma is a branch of the path of ten thousand Buddhas.

Eight hundred years ago, the Buddha Emperor was born and became the leader of Buddhism, which made Brahma Dao also grow rapidly, and finally became the most powerful branch of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Garogu nodded and said, "Since you are not a monk of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, why do you need to meddle in your affairs?"

"The teachings of Death Zen Buddhism are completely contrary to the purpose of Buddhism and are heretical. As long as you are a disciple of Buddhism, everyone will be punished. The voice of the monk was sonorous and powerful, and every word shook people's eardrums.

Jia Luogu smiled faintly: "Isn't one of your 'Zhu' characters also violating the purpose of Buddhism?"

The monk said slowly: "Poor monks don't like to kill, but they don't rule out the time to open the killing ring, and even, to kill the ring." ”

Originally, Jia Luogu wanted to use words to break the state of mind of the standing monk.

But I didn't expect that the monk in front of him didn't look like a Buddhist monk at all, and he was obviously not a guy who followed the rules.

It would certainly be useless to continue to fight with him with words.

In this case, he can only see the real trick under his hands, and Galogu will never believe that with his cultivation and the Wanbao robe, he will lose to the other party.

"The poor monk wants to take a look, what kind of character is this generation of Brahma Dao?"

Garogu's eyes sank, his hands were put together, and he placed them in front of his chest, and in an instant, the Buddha light in his whole body skyrocketed tenfold, becoming extremely dazzling.

"The Great Buddha Seal. ”

Garogu's feet lifted off the ground and soared, his hands parted, forming two Buddha seals.

From the palms of the two palms, golden Sanskrit characters flew out one after another, converging towards the central position, condensing into a large golden mudra, and pressing down on the standing monk.

Jia Luogu did not underestimate the standing monk at all, and when he played the seal of the Great Buddha, he also mobilized the power of the Wanbao robe. If you can beat the opponent down with just one move, it is naturally the best.

"Thousand-handed dragon elephant. ”

The standing monk was not afraid, and a very strong masculine aura gushed out of his body, turning into wisps of flames and condensing into a red-golden fire cloud.

In the fire clouds, handprints were formed, and there were a thousand handprints arranged behind the standing monk.

In the center of each mudra, there is the mark of a dragon and an elephant.

Thousands of hands are juxtaposed together, like a thousand dragons and thousands of elephants.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes became extremely bright, and he said, "The dragon is like a palm, the eighth palm." ”

Cultivating the eighth palm of Jackie Chan's Elephant Prajna Palm, this set of palm martial arts will reach the level of the middle grade of the ghost level, and the power that erupts is comparable to the martial arts of the upper grade of the ghost level.

The reason why it is called the "Thousand-Handed Dragon Elephant" is because when the eighth palm is cultivated to the greatest completion, the monk can burst out with the power of a thousand brute elephants with one palm.

With the power of one palm, you can sweep away thousands of armies.

Even if you stand a few miles away, a palm can knock down the walls of a city, as if you were being violently charged by a thousand brute elephants.

As long as the eighth palm is successfully cultivated, the masculinity in the monk's body is a hundred times that of ordinary people, and if he is not careful, he may go mad and his body will spontaneously combust.

Even Zhang Ruochen is only cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to the seventh palm now.

Of course, that's because Zhang Ruochen is making every effort to prepare for the Sword Discussion Conference, and almost all his energy is spent on cultivating the way of the sword, and he doesn't have time to practice the palm technique.

"Boom!"

The two palm prints were both extremely rigid and yang, colliding violently together, making the same sound as the collision of two iron mountains.

One after another, the Buddha's light flew out in all directions.

The next moment, Galogu flew back upside down, landed on the top of the book mountain, and kept kicking the ground with his feet, and retreated more than ten steps in a row before he dissolved that force and stabilized his body.

On the other hand, the kindness of the ground is like a rock, standing firmly in place, not moving at all.

Jia Luogu was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall out, and it was difficult to accept this fact, and said, "How is it possible? I have the blessing of the Ten Thousand Treasure Robe, even if I am a second-order half-saint, it is impossible for me to receive a Heavenly Great Buddha Seal without the slightest impact. ”

The Half-Saint is divided into nine realms, from the first order to the ninth order, and the gap between each level is quite huge, and it is almost impossible to cross the border to challenge.

Only the Holy Body, in the semi-holy realm, can cross a realm and compete with opponents.

In other words, even if it is a holy body, when it is a first-order and a half-saint, it can only compete with a second-order half-saint, and when it encounters a third-order half-saint, it is bound to be defeated.

Galogu knew his strength very well, and put on the Wanbao robe and played the Great Mudra, even if he couldn't compete with the second-order half-saint, he could at least beat the characters in the early stage of the second-order half-saint back a few steps.

However, the standing monk's legs seemed to grow on the ground, and he didn't move at all.

Could it be that his strength can already compete with the second-order half-saint division?

Thinking of this, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Galogu's forehead, and he felt a lot of pressure. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.