"Let's eat the old man's thunder!"

The rolling sound waves spread in all directions, like a thunderbolt exploding in the ears, and for a while, the group of heroes who had fallen into the fear of ghosts and gods woke up.

Everyone looked at it fixedly, but they saw this old man with an ancient face and a high crown on his head, his palms were raised, his internal force was boiling, and suddenly his palms were sealed, and his sword pointed at him from afar, and he shouted in his mouth: "Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder!" ”

Bang! Bang!

This boundless Buddha land, suddenly there was a thunderous explosion, countless dark clouds gathered and churned, and the electric light and silver dragon cruised in the meantime, the mighty momentum, cleansing the world, making people's hearts unconsciously dull, under the power of this god and thunder!

"When I attained Bodhi, there was no sword light in the Pure Land, and all the celestial phenomena were scattered."

Hutu said again, and in an instant, the Buddha light above his body suddenly shone brightly, and countless swastikas Buddha numbers lingered around his body, and then a pure Buddha light rushed into the sky, heading straight for the black clouds in the sky!

In the entire Pure Land, the sound of the gods and Buddhas chanting sounded, and the meaning of purity and compassion once again enveloped the entire mountain, as if in this Pure Land, there was really no soldier killing, only peace and quiet!

Rumble!

There was a dull loud sound, the tumbling black cloud, suddenly by the Buddha's light broke through a big hole, the pillar of light rose, directly to heaven and earth, at this moment, this beam of brilliant Buddha light, as dazzling as the pillar of heaven!

Zhang Daoxuan snorted, his face remained unchanged, his sword finger slashed fiercely, and shouted: "Fall!" ”

Bang! Bang!

Several muffled thunder sounds exploded in succession, and then above the nine skies, the black clouds swallowed the Buddha's light at once, and when the electric light was in full bloom, I suddenly saw a purple thunder dragon about the thickness of a bucket roaring down, swallowing up the Buddha's light, and where it passed, the Buddha's light shattered inch by inch, directly taking Hutu himself!

"The heavens are gone! The celestial phenomena are gone! ”

Hutu's expression was tense, and he exhaled again and again, the Buddha light on his body bloomed more and more dazzlingly, and the pillar of light rising from his body was also more and more condensed and dazzling!

However, in the face of the thunder dragon that was carrying the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder, these Buddha lights were like paper paste, and they did not hinder the fall of the thunder dragon in the slightest!

Rumble!

Between the roar of thunder, the thunder and furious dragon instantly devoured Hutu, and endless electric light spread along the earth in all directions!

But in an instant, the Buddha country on this side of the earth, the pure land, the Buddha's light was extinguished, the auspicious rui withered, and the immortals and Buddhas in the sky continued to collapse one after another.

Between the earth and the mountains, the brilliance in front of everyone's eyes converged, and when they came back to their senses, the mountain was still the same mountain, and the people were still those people, the night, the torches, the bright moon, and the heroes watching the battle, but no one knelt down on the ground, not to mention the Buddha land prison.

The injured are still injured, the disabled are still disabled, nothing has changed, it's like a dream!

However, the floral Zen sound of Fangcai, gods and Buddhas everywhere, is indescribably real, that is a feeling that dreams can never give!

When they looked at each other, the young face of Hutu Living Buddha suddenly turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky!

The abbot hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said, "Is there a big problem with the living Buddha?" ”

Hutu laughed miserably, clasped his palms together, slowly sat down cross-legged, and said, "I didn't expect that the Middle Earth Dao Gate also has such a miraculous secret method. ”

Afterwards, I saw him close his eyes and chant softly in his mouth: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he will overcome all suffering." ”

"The color of the relics is not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from the color; Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. ”

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"Therefore, we know that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra......"

He was reciting the Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra, which was about the emptiness of the four great monks, and when he recited the mantra of non-equality, his voice was already faint and difficult to hear.

"Live...... Living buddha? ”

Kong Wen was stunned for a moment, and then with a sad look on his face, he recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said, "Hutu Living Buddha has passed away." ”

When the monks heard this, they all recited the Buddha's horn in a low voice, their tone was sad and their mood was low, which affected the atmosphere up and down the mountain.

Qunhao didn't say a word, looking at the white-clothed monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, thinking of the incredible Buddhist magical powers that the other party had used to surpass ordinary people's imagination, and then seeing the other party's current fate, they couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in their hearts.

Even the living Buddha who is so close to a god is still dead here, this Buddhist debate is really dangerous!

Coincidentally, they remembered Zhang Sanfeng's reply to the rivers and lakes: I dare not forget the old things of the past; Huashan debates, Sanfeng will come; It is not only about victory or defeat, but also about life and death.

Not only victory and defeat, but also life and death!

This is true!

"In this way, the old way can be regarded as seeking some justice for his former colleagues."

Looking at Hutu, who was out of breath, Zhang Daoxuan's body shook for a while, and the spirit on his body was obviously relaxed, and he was no longer full of energy, but his face was full of happiness and joy.

This Divine Thunder Method, for this elderly Heavenly Master, is obviously not a small consumption.

"Amitabha! Unexpectedly, the Shenxiao Thunder Method on Longhu Mountain was so restrained by the secret method of this temple, and the old monk admired it. ”

The voice of the Phags-pa in the chariot came out, but it was calm as usual, as if the disciple of this temple was dead, and in his eyes, he was just waiting for leisure.

I only heard him say: "Your sect Zhang Daoling is respected as a heavenly master, and his name is well deserved, but Daoist friends have never crossed the innate threshold and forcibly used such secret methods, which has already damaged the origin, but it is not a few days to live." ”

Mo was taken aback, congenital, could it be that invincible divine thunder in the spiritual world, that is the innate secret method? !

"If you don't damage the origin, it's your old monk's?!"

Zhang Daoxuan scolded: "Come on, come on, you old monk come on, pick up the poor Dao and thunder!" ”

Ba Si Pa did not respond, but Zhang Sanfeng said loudly: "Zhang Daoyou, you can come down, how about the next one, how about someone else do it for you?" ”

"Zhang Zhenren, if you don't split him with a thunderbolt, you can't swallow this breath in your heart until you die!" Zhang Daoxuan said stubbornly.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this old Taoist aura is getting weaker and weaker, and he is only afraid that the loss is not small, and he is still standing on the field waiting to meet the battle, but he is afraid that he will not be able to come down if he wants to fight the next battle.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed, although this Shenxiao Thunder Method is the secret method of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it is close to a legend, and the reason for this is nothing more than the descendants of the descendants, and they have not been able to enter the innate generation.

However, if you don't enter the congenital, wanting to urge this secret method is tantamount to wishful thinking, and although Zhang Daoxuan can urge this secret method, it is nearly a hundred years of penance, and his spiritual realm is already only one step away from the congenital.

But if he can live one more day, it is one day, how can he bear to watch his old friends die on the spot?

"Li'er, you go, change to Daoyou." Zhang Sanfeng said.

Mo Li nodded, strode forward, and everyone saw that in the middle of the group, a young Taoist wearing a cyan Taoist robe walked out of the crowd, his eyebrows were delicate, his figure was straight, his waist hung a long sword, and he was heroic, and there was an uproar at the moment!

"Sword God!"

"It's the sword god Mo Li!"

"I didn't expect to send him up so soon!"

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Everyone was talking, but Mo Li didn't hear it, but he just walked to Zhang Daoxuan's side, grabbed his arm and said, "Senior, you better go down and rest." ”

However, as soon as he took his hand, he was shocked in his heart, but it was this Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master, his whole body trembled slightly, and his breath was floating, obviously because of the huge loss of energy, but he kept gritting his teeth and holding on, and he was busy inputting a pure yang internal force into the other party's body.

Zhang Daoxuan only felt that an incomparably pure true qi traveled all over his body, and in the meridians, there was a warmth, indescribable comfort, which made him almost moan.

He was shocked in his heart, this internal force is so strong, it is still on top of his years of penance, it is an old friend combined with the Taoist classics and Jiuyang Shengong to create the pure Yang Wuji Gong, at the moment he fixed his eyes, but saw that the young man in front of him did not show brilliance, but there was a faint layer of warm and crystalline meaning, it seemed that the internal strength has reached the top of the realm, the master he has met in his life, I am afraid that except for Zhang Sanfeng, no one can cross him!

"Okay, good boy, with you, Poor Dao is also relieved."

He nodded and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, his eyes were full of relief and envy, but he sighed that there were successors of his old friend.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded at him, smiled, and said, "Come down." ”

Mo Li gently helped him to go down, this time, this old Dao was not stubborn, but said with emotion: "Look at you, Poor Dao feels that there are successors to our Daomen, just like when Lao Dao looked at your ancestor, you are younger than him, but your achievements are higher." ”

"The predecessors have praised it falsely, how can the disciples be as good as the achievements of the ancestors?" Mo Li replied.

This is indeed sincere, Zhang Sanfeng is Zhang Sanfeng in the end, throughout the ages, there is only such a person, just like Zhang Wuji, who is only a weak crown age, he defeated the young heroes of the masters of the major factions, and finally achieved, compared to Zhang Sanfeng, how can it be reasonable?

Since he got the Jiuyang Divine Skill, although Mo Li has never practiced, he probably knows the highest level of the Jiuyang True Sutra, that is, the internal force has reached perfection, the liquid true qi, and the dantian is filled.

This is the highest realm of internal force under the innate state!

Don't leave this realm, at least a few years of penance!

"Your ancestor is indeed a rare hero in hundreds of years, and the hope of our Dao Sect is now all tied to him."

Zhang Daoxuan said.

In this big battle, in the final analysis, it is still necessary to fight with Ba Sipa, and Zhang Sanfeng is the only one who can fight with him in the field!

This thought rose in Mo Li's mind, but the guilt in his heart increased a little.

If Zhang Sanfeng's blood was spilled on the spot today, how would he face his heart?

While the two were talking, they had already entered the place of the Daomen and placed Zhang Daoxuan in place, and Mo Li re-entered the arena and said, "I don't know that the master of the Buddhist Sect fought with Mo Mou?" ”

The sword god is inseparable, a boy with outstanding kendo in the past hundred years!

The monks regardless of their age, their faces showed solemn expressions, and the abbot looked at the monks and said: "The people present, the strength of one person, I am afraid that except for the living Buddha of Ba Sipa, no one will be sure of victory, so I can only ask the three uncles to go down." ”

When the three old monks heard the empty words, they didn't say a word, slowly came out of the line, and stood in front of Mo Li in the shape of a pin.

All three of them untied a long black rope from their waists, and one of the blind, yellow-faced monks said, "Please teach the young man." ”

"Slow down!"

Song Yuanqiao, who has always been indifferent and does not fight or rob, is impatient at the moment, and he said loudly: "Is it true that Buddhism is not a good way to bully the young, and any of them are at the age of being able to be my apprentice's grandfather, and the three of them join forces, how to make it?" ”

"The three poor monks, after practicing the Vajra Demon Circle, the three of them are one and the same, whether it is one person or ten thousand people, they are all three people fighting the enemy together." Blind monk humane.

This old monk is called to do the doom, and he is the head of these three old monks.

"If that's the case, then I'll wait for my brothers to shoot together!"

Song Yuanqiao said: "I will use the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation of my Wudang Sect to lead Your Excellency's Vajra Demon Circle!" Ladies and gentlemen, set up the formation! ”

He gave an order, and the six heroes of the Wudang faction stepped out together, with a total of seven people, each station in the direction, and the qi and machine were faintly connected, and the end was mysterious and extraordinary.

"This ...... How can this be done?! ”

The abbot of the empty news has seen the power of the Zhenwu Seven Interception Array, at the beginning, their 14 masters of the six major factions jointly attacked, and they were defeated in an instant, although the Vajra Demon Circle is also a powerful Buddhist Sect Array, but it is comparable to the Zhenwu Seven Interception Array, and he still has no trace of the bottom in his heart.

"Why not?"

Mo Liyan smiled at Yan Yan and said: "This is what this master of your sect said, whether it is one person or ten thousand people, this Vajra Demon Circle is all three people together, and I am only seven people?" ”

Although the Vajra Demon Circle is strong, it is not much worse than the True Martial Seven Interception Array?

Not to mention, in the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, there is also Mo Li, the world-famous sword god.

was stopped by Mo Li's words, and the abbot didn't know how to refute for a while, so he had to chant 'Amitabha Buddha' again and again, but he didn't say a word to solve it.

"Chanting Buddha can't solve the problem, Master Kongwen, I respect your generation of monks, whether you want to fight alone, or fight in a formation, I hope the master will come up with a solution!" Song Yuanqiao said with an unhappy face.

"Amitabha!"

Kongwen recited the Buddha number in a low voice, lowered his eyebrows, and said: "According to what the poor monk saw, it is better to fight the formation, but the seven interception formations of your sect are really unpredictable, and I hope that Song Daxia will let the old monk and others let go." ”

"Oh, how's that way?" Song Yuanqiao asked.

"Old monk here, there are still a few young disciples, I hope that Song Daxia can let them deal with the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation with Uncle Du'er."

After saying that, he waved behind him, and at that moment, more than a dozen sturdy monks wearing pale yellow monk's robes came out of the crowd, and when he said it carefully, it was exactly eighteen.

These eighteen people stood still, and the qi machine was faintly connected with the three old monks, and a mighty power that was as immovable as a mountain pressed in, which made people feel a sinking in their hearts!

Song Yuanqiao recognized this formation at a glance, and said with a solemn face: "Arhat Demon Formation!" ”

"Arhat Demon Array?"

Mo Li said softly, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

This formation gave him a slight feeling of déjà vu.

"Song Daxia has good eyesight, this is the Arhat Demon Formation of this temple."

The abbot nodded slightly, with a slight smug look in his tone, and he said: "This formation has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for decades, and now, this temple will use this formation to lead the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation of your sect." ”

Arhat Demon Formation!

Looking at the eighteen yellow-clothed monks on the field, the group of heroes present couldn't help but be moved, you must know that this eighteen Arhats demon subduing array is the Shaolin Temple Temple Guardian Array, which has been inherited for more than a hundred years, and has a great reputation, and it is a magical martial arts array that has been famous all over the world since the founding of Tang Taizong.

However, Shaolin Temple is the first major faction in the world, the strength of the door, the masters are like clouds, and the idle masters come to challenge, where can I use this Arhat Demon Array, the first seat of each courtyard, the four major monks, who can not easily retreat from the enemy?

"So, what your faction means is to use the two formations of this Arhat Demon Suppression Array and the Vajra Demon Suppression Circle to intercept the True Martial Seven Formation of my Wudang?" Song Yuanqiao frowned.

The abbot of Kongwen smiled and said: "Your sect's True Martial Seven Interception Array has the power of True Martial Arts, and it is actually a Taoist supernatural array, if it weren't for these two formations together, I'm afraid that my Buddhism Sect would not be your opponent anyway." ”

What he said was very reasonable, and praising the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation was also sincere, but in the ears of everyone in Wudang, it was not a taste at all.

Yu Lianzhou said angrily: "I heard that the two major formations of your faction are also unparalleled in the world, it is better to be like this, I will wait for a group of masters of the Daomen to join forces to lead the Shaolin Supreme Formation!" ”

"Yu Erxia said with a smile, we are in a fighting formation, how can we rush together, isn't it unfair to do this?" Kongwen said.

"You still know the word fairness?!"

Yu Daiyan said angrily: "I only be a Shaolin monk, I have some self-cultivation, and I will wait for two formations of twenty-one people to join forces and fight seven of my Wudang people, so it can be regarded as fair?!" ”

When Qunhao heard it, it was such a truth!

These two big arrays add up to twenty-one people, and there are seven people against the master?!

At that moment, they all scoffed, and there was no lack of vulgar language in their words.

"Damn, if you bully more and less, we can also come to the stage to learn!"

"These stinky bald asses are really shameless!"

"Martial arts authenticity, look there is half a point of martial arts authenticity?!"

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Everyone, you say a word, the old face is red, and the eighteen stick monks show anger on their faces, except for the three monks of the Duzi generation, as well as the old monks of the various factions invited, all of them are as usual and turn a blind eye.

Zhang Daoxuan laughed and said, "You guys are really right, this is the consistent style of Shaolin Temple!" ”

"Eighty years ago, when dealing with the Tiangang Beidou Array of the Quanzhen Sect, they bullied the more and the less, and put up the Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Array, but in the end, they were defeated in a hurry!"

When everyone heard this secret, they were all shocked, it turned out that there was such a thing back then?

looked at the monks with even more disdain.

Kong Wen couldn't say that he had a bitter heart, he wanted a fair duel, but this sword god Mo Li's swordsmanship was too domineering, even if it was three uncles who were crossing, if they were fighting alone, no one would be his opponent!

And the power of the other party's Zhenwu Seven Interception Array is even more immense, this Zhang Sanfeng doesn't know how to fight, and has created such an ancient strange formation, in the case of seven against seven, their Buddhism has no chance of winning!

And this battle is not only as simple as winning or losing, but also about the two inheritances of Buddhism and Taoism, once defeated, the consequences are unimaginable!

Therefore, he can only grit his teeth and do so.

As long as you can win, no matter how ugly it is, it will always be more glorious than failure!

As soon as he thought of this, the abbot of Kongwen put aside his worries, turned a deaf ear to what everyone said and did, and just said with a smile: "Song Daxia, Zhang Zhenren, and all Daomen friends, Wudang Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation is unparalleled, is it possible that he is afraid of my Shaolin formation and does not dare to fight, so it is in vain?" ”

What an inferior means of agitation, Hugh said that the old Taoist elders with bright heads and gray hairs can also see the difference between the onlookers and the people in the rivers and lakes.

The Daomen side all smiled disdainfully, Mo Li was waiting to sneer at each other, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly said: "Since this is the case, then you can learn from the far bridge." ”

Everyone was shocked, Zhang Sanfeng was tricked?

Song Yuanqiao said with a sad face: "Master, this ......"

"Fighting alone, and they refuse, do they want to be frozen like this until dawn?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled indifferently and asked very confidently: "Isn't it, you don't believe in the True Martial Seven Interception Formation created by the teacher?" ”

The seven people of Wudang didn't have time to speak, and the empty news over there had already rushed to speak: "The formation created by the real person is naturally ancient and modern, which is admirable, Wudang fellow Daoists, don't you believe in the real person?" ”

At this moment, for the sake of victory, I heard that this Shaolin monk really didn't want any face at all, like a clown jumping off the beam.

Mo Li and the others couldn't help but feel a little depressed in their hearts, but when Zhang Sanfeng spoke, they could only respond, and everyone immediately surrendered.

Although a little reluctant, but the Seven Heroes still have the confidence to win, after all, this True Martial Seven Interception Formation is indeed an unpredictable power, especially among the seven people who presided over the formation, four of them are the world's top masters, even if the other party has two Buddhist Sect Great Formations, they also have a great possibility of winning.

"Please, Shaolin monks!" Mo Li shouted loudly, deliberately accentuating the voice on the word monk.

The monks couldn't help but feel strange in their hearts when they heard this, but are they monks, they are not thick-skinned, how can they continue to fight?

They each formed a formation, and the three people in the King Kong Demon Circle were in a state of three talents, surrounding the seven heroes in the middle, and the eighteen arhats each held sticks and were in the outermost circle, and inside, the seven heroes each stood in a fixed position and pulled out their long swords together.

For a while, the supreme momentum of the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism in the field unfolded, and before he could do it, a pressing sense of depression dispersed, and all the heroes present felt nervous.

Shaolin vs. Wudang, two against one!

"Amitabha!"

The three old monks suddenly put their hands together, and when they proclaimed the Buddha's name, the eighteen stick monks shouted loudly in unison, and in an instant, the two bursts of qi were harmonious and unhindered, connected to each other as one, and formed a formation!

"Rise!"

Song Yuanqiao shouted, the true air in the body of the seven people in Wudang was endless, and the rolling heat wave that belonged to the pure Yang Wuji Gong dispersed in all directions, and the direction of the seven people, in an instant, was like a huge oven!

Shout!

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded, but I saw that the three black ropes, like three long dragons, attacked together, eighteen sticks followed like shadows, twenty-one blades, and suddenly gathered together, turning into a hideous black dragon with teeth and claws, and there was a supreme Buddha power to suppress demons!

This scene directly shocked everyone on the spot, is this really the martial arts of mortals?!

Mo Li's expression tightened, he already understood why he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the other party's formation!

It turned out that the original formation to protect the King of Ruyang was the Arhat Demon Formation of Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple has been colluding with the Tartars!

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